pound for pound I'm like Weighed Grams tha fakes They Ran
knowing that I've Laid Plans eventually I'll be a Made Man
I'm getting my Hunger Back all of a sudden Tha Thunder Cracks
rain falls on tha Younger Acts yet another life is Under Wraps
death grip on tha Main Stream some yur friends start to Change Teams
it's like u woke up in a Strange Dream u don't know what tha Game Means
until u study tha Top Ten u see I'm white I can spit and I'm Not Em
there is no Stop Then I'll lay it on tha line failure isn't an Option
strong with my Pimp Hand feel tha Sting Land It'll Be At Ya Skull Dude
out to be my Own Boss lyrically taking Domes Off like a Retractable Roof
I always leave a Few Lines but alot of people View Rhymes Judgementally
there's no Use Tho there Truthfull it's something u have to Judge Mentally
sorry it's so short I might be off to jail for awhile
just wanted to drop