Intro

Let me tell you what I want, I don't know how to explain it So I do it with these words, with every picture I have painted Lay at night, staring at the wall Wishing I could go and ball But I ain't talking with a basket after all I just wanna rip the mic, and take these thoughts inside my head Put the pen down on the paper, can't leave life with words un-said I don't really care what people think of me Kill em in the third degree, it's my passion so if it ain't first than it ain't meant to be Yeah This is all I want Gotta get ahead so I'm on my jump Now I ain't gonna front Makes me feel alive so you know I'll stunt But I ain't stopping there, and no longer am I scared Cuz I'm doing what I love, forget the fear that I have bared All these people sleeping on me like zZz I'm taking shots behind these lines like I'm CP3 And you could see through me My mind's an open book, call that an easy read, in grades k through 3 These rappers filled with greed, and I can't wait till you all see, gottem all so scared, fleeing from IZEKE