Warriors

Who am I to be like you We are not the same man being differents in my DNA I was born with half my face missing But still I'm spitting swiftly with these syllables sharp as a sickle Man I've been sick of the shit yall been trickling down Imma just sit here and heat up the pot Nigga been lyrically cooking a brick Bitch I been mentally pushing this weight You too afraid of what people gone say I pull your heart out and put it on plates Do what I want to do I know it's safe You niggas still trying to figure your place Looking for BET to tell you who you are Politicians tell you how feel Outside you can see the real Bill nye ain't got the science all this fucking physics it might get you killed I was in the field I was in the trench Shoveling shit Trying to see what it meant Trying to find who I am Trying to get up and get me a plan God damn I'm too busy trying to be what's me who the f*ck is you All these people tell you what to be What the f*ck is you Cant believe a single word you see What the f*ck is true Count your blessings try your luck and go What the f*ck to do I could give a f*ck about your opposition bitch I'm on a mission You see im something different See that I dont move to your tune And its f*ck the rules run your jewels shits look better on me anyway I'll take your cake and eat it too and just because I wanted to I'll wear Adidas sweats and Js to all your interviews F*ck is primp and proper I'm the proctor to this lifestyle Tattoos on my body and my hair is wild Strolling through the wilderness you get the picture perfect panoramic view the Paranoias something I dont keeping within my psyche That shits just not inside me If you dont like it fight me I'm about the height as spike lee But if you getting buck I turn Kareem I'm too busy trying to be what's me who the f*ck is you All these people tell you what to be What the f*ck is you Cant believe a single word you see What the f*ck is true Count your blessings try your luck and go What the f*ck to do Im battling hard I'm fighting a war Right in the thick of it They got you thinking your thinking is free So I dont hear when they speaking to me Selling you thought and they keep the receipt Giving you hope but they raising the stakes This shit is bigger than color and race How often are you just being yourself When was the last time that you said that the last time was the last time I just ain't into that anymore I'm watching the game but I wanna score And I dont need no opinions To know I'm the illest a cynical venomous vagabond I've been ripping this shit in this city in secret I'm sick of the ignorance and I ain't waiting for crowns I'll be the king of the CLE fore I'm six feet deep Send Sick sixteens straight to the enemies and I do it just being me Not a replication or a fabrication what I do is what I wanna do and who I wanna be is What I wanna be and who you see I ams who I really am