Lyrics

Written by D.Woodson

Verse 1
Now who gone touch it after I done did it all, I seen it I lived it I balled, recopied it and flipped it over now never will I fall, refueled so my game will never stall, got the essence of a legend that will make yo girl pause, this shit is easy believe me, nothing like this will ever cross yo path again, fly ass nigga from Michigan, pushing the level pass ten, leaving landmarks is my trademark, I'm ready once the play start, I was bread to come and play hard, ill own it all before I pass it on, god blessed the microphone on the day I was born, from that day you all have been warned, I aint the one to mess around when it comes to the booth, start spitting flames that will burn a hole threw the roof, strive to be the best in every thing that I do, rather its rapping, or mackin, I aint acting the fact is if I aint yo favorite MC I bet I'm in your top ten.

Hook 1
We gone give it to them live, make my people feel the vibe aint nowhere to run and hide, When it?s in your face, Put your hands to the sky, we gone do it till we die, muthafuckas can't denie, When it?s in your face. We gonna give it to them live, make my people feel the vibe aint nowhere to run and hide, When it?s in your face, We gone give it to them raw it?s some shit you never saw dzone and jabber jaw and it?s in your face.

Verse 2
I aint a gimmick not one nigga do I mimmick, nothing but truth gets told when I?m spitting it, this is my life and I've been living it 200% is what I'm giving it, I don?t give a damn if you aint feeling it, all my real nigga I represent, took over the radio and the streets, I aint got to pack no steal cause my verbs is my heat, I've been platinum since the day I spit my first line, but I've been patiently on the grind plotting the take over in my mind, let you young niggas gone and get yo shine, I?ll let yall niggas take flint but the world is mine, from Brooklyn to Compton let my wrath be heard, I've been a legend in these streets and you aint heard one word, I got you niggas in fear cause you know its my year, trying to find out my release date just know that its near, and when I come I aint retiring till the world stops turning, ill go down in history as the one who left microphones burning.

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Verse 3
Competition is nothing my game niggas aint touching, it takes time to get good work nigga why you rushing, loud niggas I?m hushing, to the top I?m pushing if the door locked when I get there believe I?m crushing it, hating only prove the point that you wish you were me, jealousy only makes me a stronger MC, to the bottom yawl trying to pull me down cause I?m the illist in town, aint it funny yo niggas comparing you to me now, I took the game and changed it up, perfected my craft then stepped it up, used the booth like a Pyrex nigga and whipped it up, but the difference in me and you I used no cut, gave it to you raw so you can go and chop it up, sick of all these carbon copies, who making the game look sloppy, I?m gone dominate the board and take over the rap monopoly, you can keep doubting me I came to take the industry, and its gone take the next legend of the game to replace me.


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