Beat from
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oKkjerQuYd4why should i even bother with this game that don't equal fame like scrimmage?
is it cause i want the world to witness the illest viscous contender wit the lyrics
to drive the globe in hysterics or is it that i'm steerin into this void so vivid?
niggas be filled wit lipids. antidote them wit this liquid quotable wicked
flows so approachable only by most who dare to coast on my coast
wit bullet proof broaches, flickin roaches. end glows like chrome; turn you ghost
turn the ghost into the garage and park it next to my ego. it fits like a beetle
in ia compact parkin space at the regal cinema. i just enema'd on you people
who was thinkin we was equal, but be at odds with they fecades. swear to God
i wannna end em. lent them common cents but they spent it all on lesser brawds
what the heck's the lesson, nas? i took this beat from you and then blessed it, Ra
Sun God of the celestial body of hollywood. where they ski and pop mollies good
choose ya cards, yeah, you prolly could, but odds be against you like a slum dog millionaire from bahllywood
and i just prolly should say ******** this s**t before i try to let if fly and fall on def ears
Icarus syndrome; been dun flown up in the no zone where no mans been for years
due to fears of not seein they children cheer for the safe return
i'm flickin ashes, yo; just need a place to burn and crash land this flow before it takes a turn
for the worse and murmurs from the chrome burst and echo in the silence
i lead all the tyrants to their final hour; they share that time slot with my finest
they a**, so don't get behind it, or end up in s**t you aint have to climb in
i shake it up all the time like when the right wind gets them wind chimes bent
this is word to the cabernet. i'm still feastin good off all the accolades them fans've paid
master made his own brand and casted it in plaster so the whole world could grasp it manufacture made
i got my statue placed amongst the greats who i trained with like a freight
every raps a debate with myself- should i do it to give the people wealth or for myself?
this one'll prolly be left on the shelf for no one else to enjoy it but myself
when i look back on the past. my, how it's passed, and how i lasted with such brash tactics: im back at last
i come through crackin glass off of first view my matted mask. God damn ya class
i'm higher echelon. i find it best to flaunt when i wanna lure you dogs like alley restaurants
then i rally my best of hunts-men to come in and gut you all the way from head to c**t
it's not the best, won't front, but it's the way i know.
either be livin in the now, or some how foul, away i go
i wanna save my coat, i mean my own hide...
so i'll leave this to be read by the ghost side
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