[Intro] Am I the meanest? (Sho nuff!) Am I the prettiest? (Sho nuff!) Am I the baddest, mofo lowdown round this town! (Sho Nuff!) Stik Figa, Mane! [Verse] Everything I'm not, but, everything I ought to be I'm trying to get a knot while jotting out of poverty In all honesty, I'm obviously an oddity Speaking scholarly over fried fish and collard greens And I got to drink every drop of the Hennessey Never been concerned with the thoughts of my enemies What's between us but time and proximity Yall cannot limit me, raw, what's got into me It's called energy I'm carrying no animus Hardly glamourous but moving like a champion Everyone's an expert, a pundit or analyst They all got opinions but when you need them they can't assist Ain't that a bitch, I'm still representing Kansas Feeling fantastic at a disadvantage Don't ask where my hands been It's blood on the canvas I was never rappin' for no Instagram caption The town was picking sides and I ain't get to decide Quick to divide always friction when these niggas collide Victims of pride tension thicker than your bitch or your bride Missing a guide we knew the law we just didn't abide A headcase, inhaled paint that's lead-based White boys did the same with markers got red-faced I guess, aye? niggas was just staying on bread chase Cutting through the red tape left others as dead weight Corrupt intel was downloaded to the database Drew off inspiration anyway and never had to trace Steeped in reality dreams that I had to chase Dancing in the rain wearing masks like a masquerade Roaches in the dishes must've misplaced the bug spray The only way to get a thug paid was the drug trade Trying to find a plug mane, a Jesus, or Jorge For the pay the homies dug graves enough's enough mane A difficult circumstance can hurt your chance From the word advance Hoop, rap, sell crack, or learn to dance My peers is disillusioned shoot you down they heard your plans Trying to shape the outcome and it might just hurt your hands It had me thinking I'm too humble to brag The quarterback throws a pass I won't fumble the bag Agile on the grass won't stumble when tagged I ain't mad get your cash if you mumble then rap Cause, you can't do what I do on the hot seat On the block like a Lochness, where they lock C's Where the laws scream FREEZE! [gunshot]
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