Midnight Switch

Rest in peace to Jalil Haqq My man Chris Banger, Chris Turner, man, we'll miss you, yeah Yeah, I'm nothing like you ever heard, nothing like you seen before 800 metres above all of my weaker foes Internet porn is free, why I need a heaux No one stepping up for the truth, I'm in the leader role Baby, you said that we were in this together and now your feet are cold And emails what you send just to leave alone And say I'm something that you need to like, like pizza rolls But f*ck it shit happens for a reason and I need to grow I lost my 16th friend, he a victim of when he was blown He was at my show Thursday, and it was all good just a week ago I'm still hearing gossip about me and I was seeping low You don't want your jaw broken, my nigga, you better keep it closed My time is too precious to listen to whatever you're speaking, bro There's something about me you're feeling that you need to know Look it up online, if it ain't listed, it's a secret, yo Four out of five, dentists in agreement, bro Honesty forever, conjoined in my teeth Ink pen, pandemonium, destroying the beat Now what you know about pressure Of being scared of who you've been appointed to be Yeah, my album did well, but it's still a disappointment to me Niggas making friends at shows and it's annoying to me This is what I call life, yet you call it music And somewhere, the line got blurred, but f*ck it, I'm used to it Niggas throwing shots, don't wanna admit who threw it Now that's a faggot move Staring at my dick, acting like a faggot, do The f*ck I got a gain to throw down to battle you Try to do a favour for these bums and they wanna be mad at who If you ain't gon' stab or shoot, I'm asking you to take that bullshit home And don't complain about my attitude Nigga, my arrogance deserved all the merit that I earn It's mirrored by the lyrics that I pulled from my urn Of MCs cremated Flow so cold, my gums blue and my teeth aching Aladdin of the game, street urchins til my dreams faking I ain't afraid of Jay-Z and Freemason I'd rather get the yutes away from freebasing I talk 10K a day, I'll walk for cheesecaking Acts around, I'm a legend in the streets The evidence is chic, speak elegant, unique Al-Said campaign for president or sheik They ask who I bump, since Little Brother retired I sit around, listen to Drake and get inspired But Good Company, gon' be who all you niggas admire My pen is for hire, 16 bar assassin Answer questions with rap, don't even bother asking Used to hustle writing essays for college kids Higher learning alumni, never applied for scholarships Though I should've went to class and got a degree But real rap, that just wasn't logic to me Dad said I'd do it all if I put my mind to it Told my girl I'm on it, come on baby put your mind to it I couldn't resist, might as well get the benefits assigned to it Physically I'm with the time, but mentally I'm a nine two it Rhyme fluid, I influence myself I got a solid cypher, but now the only thing elusive is wealth I got friends getting deals while I'm looking for mine They ain't nicer than me, or ain't put in time So I'm feeling like a hater, while they reeling in the paper Independent of my sentiments, they dealing with a major Sometimes it's depression, though I exercise discretion Can't stand change, I don't mind progression I gotta be frank, I'm running out of cents Got a penny with a home in it, reality got me so livid And I ain't getting any younger, still a victim of my hunger What's next in my life? These decisions that I wonder I'm saying, can it get any worse Had another friend die, for I finish this verse So God bless the state of mind I'm in Cause ya'll gon never find another nigga rhyme like this