Ones & Twos

One two, one two One two, one two One two, one two See um, lyrically you near a three and I appear to be When terror meets a beast, this is your era of defeat My rhymes are clever beat to beat, one minor error means deceased The mind forever seeking peace to say the least I spray the piece just like police at peaceful protests We preachin' for a change and seeing more deaths Believe me when I say this shit makes no sense I'm leaving on a plane and taking each of my remains Until I reach a place or planet where there's no stress Ain't takin' no less, I'm finna ball out They years ahead and still ain't fuckin' with my raw style It cost living like a boss rocking more prints than paws at a dog pound This ain't your ordinary music this is God sound I got a lot to say, I jot until my pen can't operate Speak on my name You better stop and pray my glock is known to populate heaven I told him not today, ask how many days I'm working weekly and I ought to say seven I take no days off, how could I with this chip on my shoulder I tried to take it off it feel like lifting a boulder Fucking with the plan is poking sticks at a cobra 'Cause I ain't stoppin' til the mission is over See I been at it since an infant my shit gon' live til infinity Critics give it a listen now all the sudden they into me Maybe they see the vision and recognize the ability Hip hop forever living I'm takin responsibility Close your eyes and you'll miss it you niggas witnessing history King of kings is contingent on when they wish to get rid of me Tell me who's as efficient with lyrics in the vicinity I don't see competition my nigga I'm just a different breed, please I said microphone check one two, one two Microphone check one two, one two Microphone check one two, one two Microphone check one two