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I do this for the people that's been chillin and been patient We been rocking for a minute I don't need no invitation Rappers always talking bout they buzz, l mean so what Then they always talking about the guns, and so what I mean they always claiming that they thugs Just addicted to the drugs but when it ever come to bars they never show up Then they always talking bout they chains, and so what Then they try to rap about the fame and so what Then they wanna try to call it hate that i don't consider them a great But it wasn't for the fake they wouldn't blown up Now lemme talk to ya I tried chillin, but can't deny feelin's I'm tired of standing by while these guys provide villains To kids that don't know elbow from thigh tendon And I'm supposed to pass up the chance to take a jab at the Champ I think not You don't wanna stress this guy, my rap IQ test out bout a 3.9 I throw punches that can fly from the 3-point line For coming out yo mouth like Jordan from the free-throw sign You peep those rhymes If it's bar for bar then I got that, I stop tracks when I pull raps from out my top hats I'm talking jaw drops and fist pumps when they see Ish dump Any time you catch one of these, feel like yo chin lumped I been waiting for a minute to go and flex these here I stayed quiet while y'all kept yelling "this my year" Remained focus on the goal even disappeared So the next time you saw I'd be in 5th gear... They don't know but they gon learn that I'm not one to waste my turn So if there's problems tell me now, cause if there is I'll hunt you down Rappers always talking bout they buzz, l mean so what Then they always talking about the guns, and so what I mean they always claiming that they thugs Just addicted to the drugs but when it ever come to bars they never show up Then they always talking bout they chains, and so what Then they try to rap about the fame and so what Then they wanna try to call it hate that i don't consider them a great But it wasn't for the fake they wouldn't blown up Hold up hold up Move like I been slipped a Mickey Rapping circles round the cypher now everybody getting dizzy Now I'm in here getting busy, spitting like a vicious grizzly Coming for the bustas and the suckas that keep picking with me I don't really play around, this is not a contest You ain't gotta feel the product but you can't the deny the progress Been a little minute and it's getting tough to digest The rappers y'all been vouching for when the payment hasn't processed You telling me that hard work don't beat talent And y'all don't even care that the game is off balance We traded in flows for the rolls and gold chalice And y'all ain't try saving a soul man y'all wilding It what it is if we leave it to the kids Man you belaboring a point I'm a beat it in they heads Cause if y'all don't think to save them then the history is dead So why crucify the fruit when we need to eat to live
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