Am i the best?, thats still a highly debatable topic/ should i quit the game, im still weighin my options/
do i wanna be broke, or sell 10 mill every cd im droppin/ u cant be mad im this hot/ im an example of classic hip-hop/ thats why im put in the same class as Big, Pac/ im gettin the same support that Eric B. and Rakim got/ im bringing back hip-hop to before Big, Pac, and Big L got shot/ back when it didnt matter how much ice u rocked, or how much ice u got/ as long as what u spit on the mic was hot, and u kept rappin even despite a flop
i cant leave rap alone the game needs me/ u should leave rap alone, u aint me b/
im needed in the game like a young michael jordan/ im hearin shit from rappers that dont even pick up the mic that often/ man im quite exhausted/ all i do is kill the game so they gotta bury me with a mic in my coffin/ i dont care if im liked or supported/ just dont say shit when u see the red light, im recordin/ sometimes i feel like i have a red light on my forehead, one wrong word and my career is dead/ i guess at times this game is evil/ but i still gotta entertain these people/ as long as im ahead of the game, its peacfeul/ i cant even enjoy the breathing room/ if i do all these other rap cats are gonna start squeezin through/ before i know it everybody will be like he's who?/ but that will never happen, cause i was made for rappin, our acquaintance may have been a fatal attraction/ my love/hate relationship with rap may have been a major distraction/ but my words are my weapons, and they speak louder than my actions/
im lyrically on top/ to stop me, i have to literally be shot/ u cant get rid of me im so hot/ im what the games been missin/ r u kiddin i love it everytime my name is mentioned, i love all the fame and attention/ for real though, i got bars for days/ thats why all these jealous rappers are on my case/ cause im selling records at an alarming rate/ man im on a pace, to sell more than anybody thats why they startin to hate/ im puttin everything on it, this is for all the marbles and cake/ everybody else got no heart and they fake/ i guess i made my mark on the game/ i gotta be the best cause i really dont feel like starvin today/ what are the odds that i'll say, that im quittin the game? maybe if i feel double-crossed in some way/ or if i think my shit is weak and im feelin like a novice than hey...