[Verse 1]
Yeah, that's how it sounds when my presence is close
Cause it's kind of like a shop, you'll get expelled from the toast
Nothing less than 7 o's is what I'm destined to gross
Those would be the end results of me writing these clever quotes
The main objective now is to be better than most
So now I'm bringing life to this game, so my pen is the post
Plus I rep for the coast that birth me, located on the east
The epicenter of rap, just to say the least
Neighborhood police won't be able to tame the street
After I bless 'em with this long awaited release
Words perfectly placed and arranged with the beats
To make you knock it extra loud and get Rangers and Jeeps
Rashad ranked number one among your favorite emcees
It's giving listeners neck breakage when they play to my CD's
I look at rap like sports where record labels is teams
And I'm a free agent which means I'm soon to make the major leagues

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They keep asking me 'what's that sound' cause the flow is so different
Something for your ears now to keep your hands lifted
And never have them down as long as the tracks playing
Soon as the joint is over, I'll probably have the crowd saying
(This might give you a heart attack
I ain't really fucking around
Imagine that)

[Verse 2]
Who got the crowds gathering with the critics and haters mad at him?
Out to stack this cash to win, cause paper makes the planet spin
I'm in a lab again cooking up something with a pad and pen
They call it crack music, wrapped and plastic packaged 'em
We moving state to state, that's audio drug trafficking
Establishing newer fans and whatever lands that music is expanding in
I spit for everybody including you and your mans and 'em
From high school kids to hooligans with no class in 'em
Victims of the struggle with pockets that got no cash in 'em
I'm writing 'till my hands get numb
Creating anthems so the fans will come
While I sit back and pack shows that promoters pay me a handsome sum
Lamping in the sun being praised as a champion
I used to write raps for fun, now reality is what my fans sees become
I'm doing everything that all my doubters and enemies say can't be done

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[Verse 3]
Who's the emcee that they envy keeping the streets in a frenzy
With the people in an assembly bopping their heads steadily
The proper chemistry between a beatsmith and a vocalist
Providing dope hits to fiends who lacks the dosages
Being a crowned king now is where the focus is
Y'all know what it is, top five is what I'm gunning for
Dropping classics LP to keep you wanting more
Once I put it out I got a morgue trying to flood the store

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