Guess Who's Back?

This morning I woke up I Figured I got no heart I got no soul I got no love I got so lost nowhere to find Like Guess who's back to come and spit on tracks Guess who came out the grave to rise Guess who came back to stop the letout I'm feeling messed up I know I can't stop I know I'm bound to do it I know can't stop the movement Know the music in my soul can't judge the student Sign a contract with x-men a mutant Old Inon died that's his funeral Like guess who's back i'm eating every track I'm killing every beat I'm getting any plaque I'm gonna hunt this shit cause I'm a misfit The old me was sad, had to risk it Had to lose me to find a new one My lyrical bullets are cocked in that gun Did you really think was gonna get gone? I'm gonna get some until I am done Got No Excuses I'm hunting this year Grind my ass off then bite the biscuit I lost my grandma, I had to miss shit all these feelings, had to elicit Drop a huge tab of LSD But I'm back in business EPMD I'm racing everyone preparing my attack Had to come in a blast go tell yo mama im back This old shit don't phase me I'm a new guy don't test me I was reborn in this very moment just like something possessed me My mindset did a 180 I steer the wheel on this car baby not gonna stop till i won eighty Grammies , Oscar, Emmies, Tonies That's some shit I wrote on the note Take every first letter of what I just said You're gonna spell out a goat That's me Not a sellout I know I would sell my soul lucifer cant afford it I'm gonna rap on these beats till I'm forty But before it I record shit And I live the moment towards it I don't give a f*ck bout the money I got a huge suitcase just under my bed I'm gonna be in this goat conversation Wait a few years and mark what I said Ducking the hate from the low lives I'm on my way up I'm gonna get more life Like hold up, I show up And I hate to flex but I show off Like check this shit I been in the scope I don't need permission I been the boss And my teeth is clean but I still go floss I might sign a deal with interscope Like lowkey- my flows clean I'm all in- come blow me this shit I do is exhausting I don't give a f*ck I'm still locked in Like who can stop me? Who can top me? I feel like 2Pac Cause who gon judge me? Who gon tell me, that I ain't worth shit Just wait some time, and you gon worship All my shit like Illuminati When I'm on the mic I move some bodies I'm always clean I'm always hungry I box my way up I feel like Rocky Mmm I'm stuck like a rock in this bitch Drowned in this sea but I'm back in this bitch No one expects me to hop on this bitch But I hop on this bitch like I hop in the whip Hop in this bitch got a plot Know where to go got my shit with a map You can say what you want know I don't lack Hop on this bitch just to tell em I'm back uh Yeah Guess Who's Back? (Inon)