Ill will stay fortunate blessing the beats
you dudes stay supporting "Sesame Street"
you are less than the weak, closet bound to come out
i throw "numbers" at you now your "Down for the Count"
the reason for it ,most of the teachers are horrid
of the rap game ,and your damn Ipod stores it
im talking when kid be like that guy tore it
but really didnt say anything of importance
but i stay true and triumph, while you stay glued to the latest lineup
the greatest "windups", that just "toy" with fame
until a real rapper comes and destroys his name
their just another brick straight up Floyd
listen to tougher shit they just paid up voids
wheres the real talk like the Army of P
scared and cant walk probably cause me
i paraphrase paraplegic poems you see
these dare to break handle breaks, "sharpness" cut your bones for free
i just love how rap gets thrown around
till anyone with a simile is dope in town
but time to "expose" these "clowns" in the first place
and i aint talking about a little kids birthday
im rambling about killing scarf wearers per day
until they "hang up" the mic im staying "collected"
praise the respected no jewels on a necklace
so out-rule the infected, of broadcasting the message
of "no diamond shining then you were neglected".
so i keep rhyming with my mind as my weapon
the shit don't go off at a metal detection
im brave keep repping keep everyone guessing
what hes gonna do because he aint like them other dudes
he will spit something true right in front of you
none of those oh shit wait i need a blunt or two
and really be texting his bitch ass writer dude
so to just keep this short and sweet
if you need some real shit report to me.