Young Mozart with more keys
Black sheep with a gang of wolves before me, they think we homies
But keep hearts and shoulders colder than Loki
I be no Thor, just bring 'em more of this halitosis
Got everybody asking, "Is it hot in here?"
I aint no polka dot man, I aint trying to find no spot in here
I aint no guinea pig
Just know that he drop hot lines that's all in my lineage
The process is linen the wrinkles definitive
So what all the hate for? Her premise is primitive
Her promise is tentative, better pay attention
So polish the penmanship, I been late to mention the fact that its free
This is for all the niggas bastard as me
Food for your soul, Harold's chicken, Statik Selektah battered the beat
Assault and battery on your mind, can't you see how this world be?
It wont be to long before you need a battery pack, but Im better than that
A freshman on varsity nigga where yo Letterman at?
Ginger ale on the rocks where yo gentleman at?
Boy my pinky in the air
I just crush a lot, I aint never been a player
Niggas throwing shade they could holla at me later
You might catch a fade, give a fuck about a fader
And I do it for the love
Praying that my peoples get to see the one above show me love
And know that Im speaking the truth, I never had no problem being transparent
Remember I was younger wishing that I had my friends' parents
Back when they lied to us better, Im on this water now
Funny how these other niggas thirsty but they watered down
They oughta drown, watching niggas run for the boat when the rain drops
How many lies can you tell yourself before the pain stops?
Out here harvesting the same crop
Woe is me
Im out here sowing seeds, blowing trees, writing all this poetry
Every freaking night peep the Jodeci
'Till the people quoting me
Or at least peep the potency
And profess a nigga artistry openly
Black sheep, but I know you see the GOAT in me
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