You never had to worry I wouldn’t shine wit the rhyme
I know it’s been a grip but I changed my grind wit the times
And every time I spit I open eyes of the blind
To hear a verse from me is like finding diamonds in grime
I’m the renegade type and the other kinds is behind
So many biters around you gotta hide ya design
But Ima ride wit the times and Ima vibe wit the bass
You need to try to behave or catch five in the face
Forget hidin the trace when I slide into place
I treat you like a fiend and put my lines in your face
You front wit every rhyme and you think mine is a fake?
Just pick a time and a place and I’ll divide and disgrace
I’m tearin through your squad, fuck dyin wit grace
I need to get my kicks on and just tighten the lace
Talkin bout brining it back the future’s lighin the space
Check you off the list when I put my nikes in your face