The Arrival (feat. Antonia Marquee)

Puerto Rock from the Projects, I used to call hell home For whom the bell tolls Skeee you Before they were cell phones This wordplay had you scratching your dome My skill set, straight Patrick Mahomes You think I'm down, but I'm up with these masterful poems And every time I listen to the prayer, DMX anointed me, and all my other heroes Cosby, Hogan, disappointed me, and I'm ready to throw stones At the first motherfucker who wanna try and point at me The point of getting stoned is to let your head roam When you're zoning, see, through your third eye And what do you see? This is the land of the free Nah, you cappin' America And now you going to the gram to add your caption, etc We different, wanna chop it up, we Ric Flair'ing ya Here I am, here I am The Underdog when coming up on my own Here I am, here I am Kick down the door, Projects to a masterpiece Here I am, you'll remember me Here I am, here I am Stay myself, I made it up Here I am Lay songs unique like Ason B-side straight O.D., H bombs Drop the album, 8 songs of Napalm The other two will punch it in for the W I did it my way, the highway If we not on the same wave, you need to get the f*ck up out of my lane My pain, mind games So vivid, that its giving me migraines If I was signed, I'd be on the shelf High sprain, watch the skies cry rain Forty days and forty nights, straight drip Your fam is not a factor The Camp pop up from every angle Velociraptors, running to your corner like we blocking passes So chill, I'm that Nuyorican Loving that language Think Shakespeare meets Cape Fear I think you'll agree, I got the tape of the year Here I am, here I am The Underdog when coming up on my own Here I am, here I am Kick down the door, Projects to a masterpiece Here I am, you'll remember me Here I am, here I am Stay myself, I made it up Here I am