Life is a journey before i went the rap route,
i serve n***** on off the bench like stack house,
going in with no intention to back down,
my quote cant flow solidified i spit crack now,
you get confinement from my mental stash house,
im back, droughts over fiends mouth foaming,
theres residue on the street my mics smoking,
time to show these n***** its doe or die my eyes aint closing,
ever since i started rhyming the crime rates lower,
and i froze my watch cuz time waits for no-one,
can f*** with NY when you think its over,
you stay coming back like the Yanks with Hovers,
i aint livin on the strength of no-one, controls my fate,i hold my weight and know my place,
when i show my face its all love if not i say f*** it i dont mind hate.
How the body has fallen,
the city never sleeps look how tired New York is,
where i was born and raised is apart of ma aura,
im too young to die, too old to try the corners,
truth be told i move weight before starving,
life has highs and lows like songs from Marvin,
police take lives and go free of all charges,
justice f**** us and conceives modest,
so i open my eyes to the vision of malcolm,
i live for today yet i wish tommorow
is better than yesterday, dont exist no longer,
i dont maintain i elevate it just go harder,
with verses you sweat like a lyrical sauna,
the message i am sendin with the pen in my palm is,
the hiatus is over i have risen and conquered,
laugh now cry later this is the karma,
hip hop never died its just sick of the drama,
Apparantly i realised my destiny's,
to write about life in the street in its complexities,
in a city that never sleeps many dreams are never reached,
i aint afraid to fail if later it'll help succeed,
im the same n**** but money changed everything,
from location to patients, theres motivation for every scheme,
poetically im making a strong case concurrently,
with the flow presently redefining my legacy,
life is purpose and goals, death is not doing anyhting,
can be achieved if you believe eventually..
i serve n***** on off the bench like stack house,
going in with no intention to back down,
my quote cant flow solidified i spit crack now,
you get confinement from my mental stash house,
im back, droughts over fiends mouth foaming,
theres residue on the street my mics smoking,
time to show these n***** its doe or die my eyes aint closing,
ever since i started rhyming the crime rates lower,
and i froze my watch cuz time waits for no-one,
can f*** with NY when you think its over,
you stay coming back like the Yanks with Hovers,
i aint livin on the strength of no-one, controls my fate,i hold my weight and know my place,
when i show my face its all love if not i say f*** it i dont mind hate.
How the body has fallen,
the city never sleeps look how tired New York is,
where i was born and raised is apart of ma aura,
im too young to die, too old to try the corners,
truth be told i move weight before starving,
life has highs and lows like songs from Marvin,
police take lives and go free of all charges,
justice f**** us and conceives modest,
so i open my eyes to the vision of malcolm,
i live for today yet i wish tommorow
is better than yesterday, dont exist no longer,
i dont maintain i elevate it just go harder,
with verses you sweat like a lyrical sauna,
the message i am sendin with the pen in my palm is,
the hiatus is over i have risen and conquered,
laugh now cry later this is the karma,
hip hop never died its just sick of the drama,
Apparantly i realised my destiny's,
to write about life in the street in its complexities,
in a city that never sleeps many dreams are never reached,
i aint afraid to fail if later it'll help succeed,
im the same n**** but money changed everything,
from location to patients, theres motivation for every scheme,
poetically im making a strong case concurrently,
with the flow presently redefining my legacy,
life is purpose and goals, death is not doing anyhting,
can be achieved if you believe eventually..