Pt II.

N. Makosky

I feel the drop off, ready to rip the top off
It's nights like this when everything about to pop off
Like ya'll ain't know ya playing wit chemical warfare
Yeah we living a war here
I'm your commander in chief

But best believe that I'm the general too
We show no mercy goin' though every fuckin city we do
And every bit that we do, we keep it fresher than ever
And it don't matter the weather
I'm dropping fire, yeah get it together

Cuz you lookin' shook
You act like you ain't never heard somebody with that flow that's cold enough to get you hooked
Like codeine for the syzzzzzzzurp
Look at me like a wizard
Homie this flow is magic
32 on my t shirt, ah

Don't get it twisted either
I may not look the part
But trust me, once I finish
Everybody gon' fuckin believe it

You can take it or leave it
If you ain't rockin', I don't need you
Save ya breath because
We killing everything we seein'

I got a bathroom that's bigger than my last bedroom
A fuckin closet big enough to get that headroom
That "everybody's dead" room, killing all the opponents
Look at em like they rodents, how they squirm in the grass

I know ya'll thinking that I picked another Cole beat
Like that's all I been doing, I guess I musta got cold feet
Like I'm too scared to branch out with a bunch of fucking soul beats
Shit maybe I'm just I'm just sick of everything they fucking told me

"You gotta drop this shit soon, or no ones gonna care"
Took my time and put it out, now labels start to stare
See I ain't never gon' be quantity over quality
Shit that's the reason that your Soundcloud is where you stopping, B

That kinda shit pop the veins like I'm Joe Budden
Cuz my Akademiks is miles ahead of ya'll fuckers
I swear that there ain't no everyday struggle cuz I been hustlin'
And I'll never give it back to ya'll, Nadeska girl, I love ya

I'm just playin, she don't know me!
But once I'm on I'll keep on shooting shots like I was Kobe
I'm thinking about the day I kick it at the Breakfast Club
In the only chair that Birdman never did the hand rub

Its kinda surreal that I, am where I am cuz they
Swore I would lose it a, gain and again and I
Don't know what else to say
You'll never stop me cuz I swear that God, he put me on this Earth to blow the mic away
I'm hot like a microwave, I got these fake ass artists ready to hibernate

I gotta win because I think back on a time when no one else would believe
Like I was making all this up, but everybody gon' see
It's like a chain reaction setting off
You better straighten up ya act, cuz boy I know you soft
But you already lost

Cuz I'm playing for keeps
And it's my time to shine
Exterminating competition with ev-ery line

Takin' ev-ery dime
Turn that shit to a 50
50 turn to a 100
Ya'll still ain't fuckin w me

I'm taking the only thing that they said I can't
I Watch the Throne everyday
Like I was creep in a van

Never sleeping' again
Until the whole world see, that I'm the next best thing to breeze wit the pen

This, lyrical miracle, never stereotypical, threat to the individual
Baby it's all political, tryna be over-clerical, never been- sike nah!

I'm just fuckin w ya'll
Never spitting those bars

But I switched up my flow like a million times
Just to show you I ain't playing, take that spot like I'm assigned to it
And Lately She telling me that we Permanent
But I don't like the sound of that
I tell her "Don't you lie to me"

You know I never touched that A.K
But when it come to bars
There's only One hitman that they hiring

And those last 3 bars was just an exercise
To see if I could turn song titles into some fire shit

And shit I guess I can
Man I been killing it
I do this for everyone I been feeling
The legends that came before me like Michael, Stevie, and Prince
It's Hova, Yoncé, and Kanye, it's Em, JT an Tim, it's Makaveli and Wallace, shit Otis Redding the king
Ms. Lauryn Hill in the castle, Dianna Ross be the queen, man

And it's crazy that out of them
We got a foster kid with demons, empty bottles, and a pen
But I should end this on a lighter note
I got my fuckin' heart in every song I wrote

I swear I tell the truth in every word I spoke
And one day all the people gonna gonna sing em too
On my momma ain't no one could ever stop me
This supposed to be my life and I don't care how much it cost me

I'ma grind everyday till I see the top
And then I'm goin' EVEN higher, swear I'm never gonna stop
Man, fuck anybody you feelin' now
Abel season approaching, fuck it, I'm out

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