Intro:

I think it's time
To give the people what they've been waiting on
We back up in this thang baby

Chorus:

President RyKo, get money is all I know
This is my time, I'm on the grind
So I am gonna shine

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Verse 1:

What I'm smoking on, straight out the west coast
Bomb bud, tearing up ya chest like asbestos
Cooking up these rhymes, press a button then presto
Imma keep pushing and pushing just like a peddle
They can't hold me back, I'm uncontainable
People saying somebody better sign him to a label
And I never play, no play dough
I'm a legend looking like I'm straight from a fable
I'm about my Dallas (dollars) like a Maverick
Odds stacked against me, I flip em like a backflip
These other rappers fake, they better off at magic
Think about what I mean, they so average
Imma be the greatest like Ali
Until the good life, is all I see
Am I lit right now? Well, probably
The sun ain't even as hot as me (you know what I mean)

Chorus:

President RyKo, get money is all I know
This is my time, I'm on the grind
So I am gonna shine

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Verse 2:

The blood in my veins gets cold sometimes
And you can tell just by taking a look at my eyes
When I think back to the times, where every day was a dark night
That's all I need to be reenergized
With a blink of the eye, I get right back on the grind
You better open your eyes, and read between the lines
I'm like Einstein when I rhyme, and I spy with my little eye
A bunch of rappers waiting to be victimized
Cause when I hop up on the mic, it look like something out of Columbine
I do my best writing at night, right after I get done laying the pipe
I speak to excite, fuel to ignite
The rap savior, no shining armor but you can call me the white knight
Fake ass phonies in my line of sight
Cocking an M16, that stands for mean 16's an MC
Clean as can be, nobody fucking with me

Chorus:

President RyKo, get money is all I know
This is my time, I'm on the grind
So I am gonna shine

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Verse 3:

Everything's presidential, I'm detrimental, to these instrumentals
It's monumental, the type of thoughts, I assemble in my mental
Running shit, like I played for the Rebels
They nitpicking, about my skin pigment
But I'm glad you can witness a true artist spitting with no gimmicks
It's rather vindictive, the way I kick these written compositions
If I get the money and the fame, I promise that I'll never change, like a cashier
I've been on this music shit, since last year
But I've patient, steadily waiting
Sitting on the sidelines
Till the clock struck, yeah, now it's my time
And I'm gonna shine
I've been waiting too long, but now the boy wonder is about to be on yo

Chorus:

President RyKo, get money is all I know
This is my time, I'm on the grind
So I am gonna shine

X2