Lyrics:
Making hits by my lonely, Caz Carter can’t control me
It’s different now brand new that’s the old me, hit up kellso he said heat only
Haters mad cuz
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
quiet making music in that basement
But I just dropped an album and I'm feelin kinda good
Yeah, look at me now
They don't know what it takes
All these
I see the crystals in the smoke
No na, baby girl don't you choke
Made an album my first year
By God's grace OTM we going clear
I ain't lazy
Do what I
and rappin' on beats (Ay that's what i'm doing right now)
This album took me like a month to make (Aah a little bit over)
I can easily make a beat in an hour
friend of mine man
I've seen him grow from the first album to all his original work
And to see what he's doing now man
I'm big big proud of him, I couldn't
at school, now at the institute
You will soon receive, tracks on the record
Listen carefully, do not be distracted by heresy
This is the story the middle
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
that's a feeling to trust
I thought I'd write you an album
I thought I'd write you an album
I thought I'd tell the story right
Cuz by now I've taken
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
stop me, yeah
Heard your album, break weed on a copy, yeah
I used to want her, now she sloppy, yeah
Compare 'em to me, they can't top me, yeah
my trick ain't for kids, if you dig 'em, you'll get smacked
I'll clock ya, I'll spring forward, you fall back
Every album that I drop has got more
the honey
A-ooo-wee
Baby, way there over there by the apple tree
Now, look-a-there
She kind-a, big n' fat
Now, look-a-there
A-but it ain't like that
Now
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
again
I just live my truth and they can’t stop me from tellin’ it
I thought I’d be popping by now, thought that I would blow up
Throwback, on my Bubble
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
and I work for the poor
Now tomorrow you can say you saw
KRS-One stompin' once more
I play by ear, I love to steer
The Alfa Romeo from here to there
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
and I'm bumpin' that "My Way"
By Sinatra, so high, so high, oh my, God damn
Now I'm a grown man, oh man
With the fuckin' habits of a the plan
I know,
dropped a banger album, watch me do it again
I did it once, now watch me do it again
I done dropped a fuckin' classic, I'ma do it again
Niggas know that I'm
the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my
now
Hatin' on me, lookin' dumb right now Show y'all why I cut a buzz right now
I ain't even mad, this is fun right now My next album's done right now
So
I could make her fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now, then you should probably get familiar (get familiar)
So if you don't know
here
Only God can judge me, so I'm gone
Either love me or leave me alone
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