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War's inevitable coming at me with disrespect Chin checks along with that follow through as a daily threat I'm the untouchable in your world, a verbal vet Doubters pout about all the clout achieved in the calmest stretch Pay close attention you may learn a thing about winning I'm out sinning with my tongue charming the right women The slight grin in the process signifies; you can't stop this To all you novices ante up all your deposit slips And we can tally what doesn't lie, the numbers guy Flyer by a landslide magnified by a hundred times Musically manslaughter any artist you toss me Skeletal remains in my basement, sipping some coffee I'm a manic menace, apprentice of the arts and untamed Scatterbrained with the darts, in the dark hit you with no aim You talk a good game that's if I were to listen The absence of my name in your conversation's forbidden (ooh) It's just your train of thought in layman's you're a fan Couldn't over-stand the progress of a man with a plan So I came into your orbit with these jewels for you to grab But you're mad cause you ain't 'bout nothing, and I don't feel so bad (daag) Pain is a process to overcome once you've felt it Didn't think to protect what your interest was so you're dealt with I'll leave you melted, proceeding to my quarries Never worried 'bout a flurry of commentarial studies Conducted by some dummies, been all about the money And advancing every quarter crossing borders where it's sunny Land-marking and disembarking, still an arson When burning down any option of Sour in shorty's apartment I get it started and finish it too Incoherent to sinister views from haters that lose I choose to ignore the slick talk cause you could get chalked And sent to a place where you'll get tortured with a pitchfork New York, Harlem bred never been a hot head But bop instead to legends in systems constantly dropping bread Coppin' what's hot ahead, you barely breaking even So the topic is; "Living Ain't Only Breathing" I'm at the top of my game and yes the boy is seasoned 40 and sportier than vintage Lambo with the key's in You're steady living on the verge of scheming You need a new path now get off your ass and start believing, boy (The topic is this, the topic is this The topic is this, the topic is this)