My life is lit, I’m really alive to spit,
I strife to get, recognition and shit,
My ignition just let it rip and spin,
Talk smack and your lip won’t win,
You just wait for me to slip again,
Rapping reality not babbling insanity,
No need to look for battling validity,
All the time I'm taken wrong for real,
I'm strong-willed, but not bong-filled,
Young, skilled and already thrilled,
An aspiring rapper wiring Illmatic,
Powered rhyming, inspiring static,
Inspired by Big, Pac, Jay and Shady,
Rapping today because they saved me,
Born in Miami, not the ghetto or hood,
But you better let it go like you should,
Gotta stand up to fight the world,
Dazed by watching it spin and twirl,
A soldier so it won’t make me hurl,
Jumping out from this rolling barrel,
Connecting my mind to this damn pen,
But, currently selecting rewind again,
Collecting my finds when I’m in a Zen,
Neglecting to grind with corrupted men,
No blur that’s white, the future’s bright,
Man, I’ll blow up for sure like dynamite,
No need for prison or some bullet wounds,
I won’t let goons, pop me like a balloon,
You say hate it or love it, you gotta use it,
I’m staying on my shit, on my rap music,
Only taking drugs when I finally lose it,
Don’t get it twisted I ain't squeaky clean,
Anger me and I can turn quickly mean,
Psychopathic and simply strictly a fiend,
Recycle my static and just directly attack,
Statically zap you and leave you all black,
Gotta stand up to fight the world,
Dazed by watching it spin and twirl,
A soldier so it won’t make me hurl,
Jumping out from this rolling barrel,
No gangster over here but I you ain’t either,
My dissing skills shit all over Nas’s Ether,
2sDay's voice will haunt you the entire night,
Like fire at sight, when seen I wire fright,
For Rap 2sDay is slowly but steadily creeping,
When I arrive rappers start incredibly weeping,
Don't need a gun, when i got persuasive words,
No evasive turds, can escape my racist slurs,
Better not have a rope when you hear me sung,
Or that queer is gone, dead and clearly hung,
That way I can't be possibly charged with murder,
You should have marched when you heard her,
That wild savage attack, that ravaged you back,
Damaged at last, never say 2sDay's average or wack,
Gotta stand up to fight the world,
Dazed by watching it spin and twirl,
A soldier so it won’t make me hurl,
Jumping out from this rolling barrel,