Remember remember the 7th of November.
From heaven I descended..
..to piss you off like my gift is a crime, i’ll do the time, so how heavy is my sentence.
Zero to life in this bodily temple where I spend it.
Oya shake body. Niggas tremble when i’m mentioned.
I shook your hand but you shook, now you ending our friendship.
Decision pending, your feelings assemble in a blender.
If it’s love and admiration then you tend to be my friend and..
..if it’s hate, the envy made you resemble an avenger.
..when I walk past.
.. I stay gentle with my temper..
..but on tracks I’m ballistic on instrumentals, fuck a tempo.
I be spitting it quick on a slow beat.
And the rhythm is sick if you listen, i’m switching the flow when there’s no beat.
I’m the reason a rapper get no sleep.
I’m the reason the devil get cold feet.
I liked your girl’s pictures on IG.
I heard she let 5 Gees hit it for 5 Gees.
That’s how I cross em, cause em to wanna crucify me.
I don’t want no trouble, but i’m annoying as a boy enjoying a telenovela.
I’m telling you fellas..
..I fell into hell..
..and elevated with a heli propeller.
All eyes on me, now Makaveli be jealous..
..like dudes when I take their boos and cause their bellies to swell up.
You only lost em cos the booze caused your belly to swell up.
Nothing working out huh? Welcome to the club.
Bye to my fake friends. Bye to the only girl I ever really loved.
Telling me we should be friends everytime she gimme hugs..
..when i’m tryna get my willy rubbed.
I hope we meet again when my wallet is christopher wallace…or ricky ross..
..or nicki’s butt..you feel me?
Shawty making moves and she’s getting her groove on.
See her name everywhere, I can’t forget it and move on.
Things that make a rap spitter vex.
Wack spitters, beef, and falling in love only to become the bitter ex.
But still I keep my focus on the main objective.
When I gain acceptance..
..i’ll probably live through the pain and let live.
The future me telling me learn to not complain in excess.
Cause and effect, it’s because you walk in the rain you wet kid.
Remember when the homie Terry was up.
Lord T.R now and heks still tearing it up.
The BANS movement and he’s killing it. Boys are not smiling.
Pow pow pow nigga..toys are not silent.
If you a teenager, might have been the days of your pop’s youth..
..when rap heads was wishing they swapped roots with swat root.
Bar raised high, I couldn’t deny the level..
..but I wondered if 6ft plus was only 5 ’11.
Ill bliss back in the day with the thorobreds.
Bank alerts now, man i’m tryna make that sorta bread.
Illegal music was the hottest tape..
..so It’s Ironic how M.I. later had the game locked with Safe.
Naeto C, we knew the P and the rest of the alphabet.
The fashion was sense..
..was classy and even in tees and true religion,
.. that you been on that Malcolm X. (Preach)
This generation got a light skin rapper speaking igbo..
..and the first time I saw him I thought the swag was fido dido.
Before you throw stones, i’m a fan of phyno, people.
Haters in ghost mode, pray the boy don’t see no evil.
Sasha, blaise, Kel held it down for the chicks.
So it’s kinda sad, they aint been around for a bit.
New queens Eva, pryse, and some underground that can spit.
Which one of them gonna give me head and leave the crown on my dick.
Unsung hero or one song hero.
I want money and respect, what the hell you want from me though.
Break the rules but if you’re scared of a fracture then bend em.
Hip hop police steady tryna catch an offender
This gift is a curse, back to the sender..
..Or Carry your cross and you can have a chain attached to the pendant.
God MC providing food for thought, go ahead and thank me.
And may you shine like light bulbs or the head on banky.
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