Hmm, yeah, unstoppable (Akrobatik, y'all)
Ayo, I was on the mike, location insignificant
Doing what I normally do, come on rippin it
Making fifty people feel like they was fifty thousand
Cooley promoted show, but Ak' was still housing
All of sudden in steps a crew
Acting s*****, all p***y off a liquor and brew
Interrupted on my set, straight disrespect
I had the crowd vibing lovely, now it's disconnect
This one cat was dumber than the crowd, straight acting
So I addressed him money since he was so distracting
Ripped him with a rhyme that made the crowd go nuts
Whole time Good Fella dropped the beats and cuts
And then this other brother stepped up from his crew
A thugged-out small fry, I called him Royce the Five Two
The people in the place, they would never go with him
They knew he lacked manhood and professionalism
By now n***** should've went home in disgrace
But this little dogs still jumping up in my face
I let him rhyme about his guns, record deals and rings
Whole time knowing I could knock him out with one swing
But if I throw a punch and let this idiot push me
His man'll probably pull out the tool just like a p****
Then its good people getting stabbed and shot, right?
All because some thirsty n***** wanted the spotlight
Step back black, Ak' ain't the one
I'm on a mission, got no time to be dead or in prison
I'm trying to see every single ocean and continent
So your ignorance could never break down my self-confidence
If n***** threw fair ones like n***** was men
I might get in a scrap every now and then
But since n***** is dirty and they mentals are frail
I walk away in New York cause cooler heads prevail
I mic a fight but don't sleep the head skills is tight
So don't be the one to break my peaceful streak, aight?
Now if I punch you in your face I be raw
Never catch me lounging in the ignorant section [repeated]
Now all I'm thinking about is strangling the show promoters
Who shoulda hired bouncers instead of chauffeurs
You might think I'm soft for not f****** up the place
But all I care about is everybody got home safe
You can thank Freestyle and Stronghold for that
They my n***** for life, yeah they all have my back
Shoulda seen when I was trying to ask the crowd to pardon this
And this dude's screaming on the mic "Yo we sign artists"
I see exactly why these labels sing y'all
Cause they make the dough while your weak minds fall
And as for shorty he was fowled no doubt
Dude snuffed a honey in the grill on his way out (say what?)
Ill, right?
But he didn't get far
Twenty minutes later he was in the squad car
I felt bad for his poor lost soul
n***** f****** up while they on parole
A little bit a shine in front of Fifty ain't worth it
But that's America, plenty n****'s brain short-circuit
If your plan for the night is f****** up my show
Then I think its time to revaluate your goals
A lot of brothers be inside the mental cage
I couldn't believe when I found out his age (twenty-?)
Now I'm off to Jamaica and he's off to jail
Proof once again that cooler heads prevail
I mic a fight but don't sleep the head skills is tight
So don't be the one to break my peaceful streak, aight?
Now if I punch you in your face I be raw
Never catch me lounging in the ignorant section [repeated]
I know you wanna step to this kid
Don't sleep the head skills is tight
Ayo, I was on the mike, location insignificant
Doing what I normally do, come on rippin it
Making fifty people feel like they was fifty thousand
Cooley promoted show, but Ak' was still housing
All of sudden in steps a crew
Acting s*****, all p***y off a liquor and brew
Interrupted on my set, straight disrespect
I had the crowd vibing lovely, now it's disconnect
This one cat was dumber than the crowd, straight acting
So I addressed him money since he was so distracting
Ripped him with a rhyme that made the crowd go nuts
Whole time Good Fella dropped the beats and cuts
And then this other brother stepped up from his crew
A thugged-out small fry, I called him Royce the Five Two
The people in the place, they would never go with him
They knew he lacked manhood and professionalism
By now n***** should've went home in disgrace
But this little dogs still jumping up in my face
I let him rhyme about his guns, record deals and rings
Whole time knowing I could knock him out with one swing
But if I throw a punch and let this idiot push me
His man'll probably pull out the tool just like a p****
Then its good people getting stabbed and shot, right?
All because some thirsty n***** wanted the spotlight
Step back black, Ak' ain't the one
I'm on a mission, got no time to be dead or in prison
I'm trying to see every single ocean and continent
So your ignorance could never break down my self-confidence
If n***** threw fair ones like n***** was men
I might get in a scrap every now and then
But since n***** is dirty and they mentals are frail
I walk away in New York cause cooler heads prevail
I mic a fight but don't sleep the head skills is tight
So don't be the one to break my peaceful streak, aight?
Now if I punch you in your face I be raw
Never catch me lounging in the ignorant section [repeated]
Now all I'm thinking about is strangling the show promoters
Who shoulda hired bouncers instead of chauffeurs
You might think I'm soft for not f****** up the place
But all I care about is everybody got home safe
You can thank Freestyle and Stronghold for that
They my n***** for life, yeah they all have my back
Shoulda seen when I was trying to ask the crowd to pardon this
And this dude's screaming on the mic "Yo we sign artists"
I see exactly why these labels sing y'all
Cause they make the dough while your weak minds fall
And as for shorty he was fowled no doubt
Dude snuffed a honey in the grill on his way out (say what?)
Ill, right?
But he didn't get far
Twenty minutes later he was in the squad car
I felt bad for his poor lost soul
n***** f****** up while they on parole
A little bit a shine in front of Fifty ain't worth it
But that's America, plenty n****'s brain short-circuit
If your plan for the night is f****** up my show
Then I think its time to revaluate your goals
A lot of brothers be inside the mental cage
I couldn't believe when I found out his age (twenty-?)
Now I'm off to Jamaica and he's off to jail
Proof once again that cooler heads prevail
I mic a fight but don't sleep the head skills is tight
So don't be the one to break my peaceful streak, aight?
Now if I punch you in your face I be raw
Never catch me lounging in the ignorant section [repeated]
I know you wanna step to this kid
Don't sleep the head skills is tight