Oh I swear
All I ever wanted was to be somebody
My reefer cloudy, lost to each assignment
Making beats and rhyming
So proceed to find me
My speech align with
"teacher, teacher help me seek the knowledge"
But the street's is evil
We proceed to flee police and sirens
Grievance foul
Reaper loud six feet my ego grow
Shawty grip it both hands
Letting off my eagle low
Bust it back and forth there's no remorse
I win of course I'm in
You fraudulent, I'm selling drugs
Where's the love? hit my plug
This is for my 40 busta's holding crutches
Cause they know they hustlers
While the man is tryna cobra clutch us
I drank a whole 8 bottles man
I won't discuss this
Cause even if it's champagne
Better know your substance
Fancy nigga's stuck on a brand name
But any day it's o. e over champagne
I'm talking shit for my fan's sake
I give a fuck
Who can't relate I'm erick landscape
I paint the picture for peace
Large wishes dismembered in several scenes
I'm kubrick with chemistry
You're degenerate, generously
Poor me, poor, poor me
Got them hooked one time so I gotta od

All I ever wanted son was a brick
A mask and a hunnid guns put a drip
In a mesh if you want it son for them chips
I be down and I run at you, yeahh

I'm painting portraits
While endorphins spinning
I'm high as hell
When indulging in these gorgeous women
Pave the future for boosters
As I'm contributing my two cents
So I'm a nuisance
Producing and I tighten the loop
Like it's a noose-sence
Who's this? not for amusement
I'm never clueless
I do this but never foolish
You doo doo and that's what stool is
My crew is cool as the fonz
And you're ferris bueller
No honouring my medulla
No time for your common coonery
Prognosis was doses of mean rock
Dreaming I been thugging like
When afeni conceived pac
Papa told me fame would only flood my brain
So when you washed up
Is when you focus on these lames
Money murdering music
My main objective is this
I'm pushing the envelope
And I salute death with a kiss
Mind, soul and spirit
Concious because I'm near it
The whisper is the mirror to all my merit's
So fuck you if you ain't hear it nigga

All I ever wanted son was a brick
A mask and hunnid guns
Put a drip in a mesh if you want it son
For them chips I be down and I run at you
Yeahh
All I ever wanted son was a brick
A mask and hunnid guns
Put a drip in a mesh if you want it son
For them chips I be down and I run at you
Yeahh

All I wanna do is
Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit
Ahh
All I wanna do is
Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit
Uh
You can reach into your pocket
While I reach into my mind
Clarity is so divine
We just see through the design
The physical we inherit
By visions on tv screens
Chasing the fucking dream
Living it at the scene
Never I'm fucking clean
Never this obscene
The green like six teens
Flip o's a machine
Vaccine I'm poison
Got guns like marines
Smoke good the routine
Loving that pussy
Juicy the top dog, juicy like hot sauce
Juicy like ai, break necks like benoit
I flow it the hulk hogans
Blow it the best doja
Hold ya composure
Pet bring the coffin
Death will console ya
Remember me blessing you fools with my energy
My energy
Blessing you fools with my energy
Remember me blessing you fools with my energy
My energy
Moving through life
Like there ain't no tomorrow
Blazing all these mics
Like show-time at apollo
Thinking bout my life full circle
And the sorrow
Gotta get the c. r. e. a. m
Money motivations, greens galore
Yeh, I like that shit raw
Tell me how that shit feel
Living legend, 20 something
Imagine how my dick feel
God damn it how does all my shit feel
Men win and men lose, sometimes a friend too
Steaming on the tops
I'm never stealth from the fuck
I've never felt like I'm not
Swagger it's in my roots
New York we the greatest
These rap niggas hate us
Most you niggas wanna be us
I can see it in they faces
Been like the same since
Seventeen beating cases
Same drugs and same names, different places
Same kick game perspective just switch lanes
Been hot for 4 years, my nigga isaac blaze
A true meaning it seems, underground kings
Still high without my wings
Survive and still I dream
Equality and loyal over fallacies and more
And where I come
From the hood is still niggas poor
Pour another bottle fuck america's dreams
Do it for your family
Or life ain't what it seems
Get it how you live
And album sales wouldn't matter
Still running through you niggas
Like a mother fucking bada

I was conceived under
The rubble of the buildings
That snoop crumble back in 19-s-s-s-something
Someone once told me suffering would lead
To the discovery of something deep
Inner peace - mind, body, soul; holy trinity
The dark man rides the pale horse
Down the road the checker board
Kaleidoscope vision
My vision in vivid is formed
My prism is shimmering glistening
I'm giving off
A ray of light
Ironic cause my name comes from the dark
I am the spawn of the sin of my pops
Yeh I was taught
But I've evolved and got involved
My only flaw is that I know
My only flaw and the earth revolves
Whether I am on it or naw
But fuck that let's break the law
We're scared of loss because
My fam cannot afford to flee
Should a nigga spawn for me
Denim in saint laurent
Gold coliseum front painful, haters' loss
8 Whores pack the front of the bus
We on tour
World war 3 when I undraw these vocals c4
Laying my punchlines like landmines
I was born on the darkest day
In blood I was baptised
I can't help but understate
Watch this capricorn decapitate
Gimme a 10, gimme a 9
Fuck just gimme a gatling
So I can crash the reunion
And splatter his whole family
Who gon' be at communion?
Sports, drugs and entertainment keep
Our computers viewing the wordsmith
You turd shit
I can be a nuisance to any rapper
That's spewing that shit that we been doing
Rolling stone with this chrome
I leave his body in ruins
I ch-chew him and pew pew him, I'm duke nukem
Fuck y'all niggas doin
How dare these rappers
Over bite the man with the overbite
Above par, above the bar, I'm over nice
God ain't even shoulder-height
Pocket knife, clean slice, grab that ammo p
I'm as cold as ice
A walking talking poltergeist
It's fleezus christ, I turn water to acid
I can straighten out the meanest dyke
7 Gram backwood, now my eyes korean tight
My grandpa can't read or write
The cops never read my rights
Running from them flashing lights like ye
When he was still with nike
Devil's pie, the final slice
Gave my life up to the mic
Every rhyme I spit precise
I channel odb and big and pac
Before I sit and write
Her seat comes to sitting right
I'm just tryin to lick and bite
And fuck and fight
Who you kidding, there's no fiction
Nigga this the facts of life
Acid tab and dirty sprite
I'm living the absurdist life
Ysl denim and phillip lim
My jeans virgin tight
Your favorite rapper bit my whole life
But he ain't serve it right
Come on dog, I got more bars
Than when your service right
110 In the stolen coupe
Then I'm swerving right
Fly with me come see these heights
Don't be scared, hol' on tight
Y'all should call me conrad murray
The way I murder mike