Another Year (feat. PK Da Pimp)

Another year gone, oh my lord the time just keep on picking up pace Stuck chasing moments, tryna keep from missing Everything that seem to pass me by, as my mind Keeps deteriorating slowly, tryna pass the time, wasting my Life away on halfs and pints, addicted to a basic vice that's asinine Savage mind and rabid lines, I smash my grind Yo bitch ass is mine from the moment that I catch ya slipping Can't pass up a battle or the chance to clash and have you dipping Slap when I'm illing on this mic and spilling the blood of MCs if they past they prime Smack the mic right out they hands and establish this challenge as divine All y'all been fell off the grind, can't hold candles to my shine I am a god, you ain't shit but a pauper, run up, bet the clique'll drop ya Don't let em lie to ya face Pull it out ya waste, bust down on the bass Keep it 100, you just outta place Don't fuck around, this is what it is This is for the hunnit rounds, this is biz We gon fucking scrape the pot and serve it out And this is on the fucking south side, ain't no drought I been on contemplation almost constantly Coppin' a Glock just to get it accomplished and I'ma let down to family and all of my potnas see I just can't handle the weight on my shoulders no longer, it's torture And I'm put lead in my head just to prove that I may be a mortal FUCK My parents think I'm a fuck up, I know that I am but I act like they're stuck up My homies agree but they equally fucked up I'm shunned from the in crowd Bitch my voice done been loud E-nough for ya e-clout Ya'll shoulda found out that I just can't be doubted Step up, be bout it If you wanna talk that shit like I'm not snapping on every damn record I'm part of Highly regarded You disagree? Been 9 years since I started I done perfected my flow it's so clean that I might as well be bald and scrubbing ya carpet What? 2-3, don't give a fuck I'm 24, funny as fuck Don't get it? Guess ya mind is stuck But better knuck if you buck Open ya mouth but don't wanna back it up at all Tripping, ya fall flat on ya face now you acting appalled Because you see me at top of the card Popping ya bars Numbing ya mind while I'm opening mine up it's simple to see why I can't pity ya'll Ya'll shitty bars Just can't measure up to a fucking god Your homies the only damn folks you will ever get applause... from Another year One more