To Be Continued... (feat. DJ Noname)

Wack rappers in my city actin' like they know me People who ain't never touched a microphone be tryin' to clone me Name been gettin' buckets in the game like my brother Tony C'mon C'mon C'mon Wack rappers in my city actin' like they know me People who ain't never touched a microphone be tryin' to clone me Name been gettin' buckets in the game like my brother Tony Toni! Tony! Tone! Oh, you singin, you ain't Apolloni Why you cappin' on me Since a youngin, I been Mackin homie I'm talking Michael Jackson Action with them records, they ain't catchin' up In fifth grade, J.C. Carter said I wasn't black enough He ain't know about Frederick Douglass, baby, get your paper up If you smart, then you know what's up We get that Celtics love Green all around me, but my mind is on a different buzz Perpetratin' haters think I need them cause they see me up I don't do that politic'n pickin' people just because If I ever thought you hard, then just stay solid, it don't matter Blood, and if I call you blood, then that's because I really felt you was It's funny how your blood can work against you like anemia But I ain't sweatin' on them cause the sauna made em ante up They seen the hand-me-downs and they was laughin, now they hands is up We set the bar high, the measure lookin' like it's standin' up I'm a diamond in the rough, but I ain't trippin' cause I'm covered up We call that protection in my section, people kinda rough They might peep your bluff if you start buggin, tryin' to think you tough All it takes is 48, they gon' find out who it was Oklahoma really got a buzz off murder before us How the hell we ever supposed to trust the ones who look like us When the only thing that's in our mind is who we icin' first Yeah, let's take them higher first Come on, come on