[Intro]
I just made my mind to shut these bitches
But I don't fuck with'em problems, when I fill my verses up
Hours' golden when I fly, and when I'm up
You better look at what I made and this is how I really gon do
I set it like

[Verse]
I gettin track flipped, and you just got pricked
Spittin words, that make spell like Radcliff
Quality, you lack this
While I be stackin these words in packets
I'm like a blacksmith. as I refine my rap shit
Hits like I do with a racket
But with a second thought, man I got no price tag
So when I say my name, no bells be ringin.. nah, fuck it
In front of the crowd, I'd say, fuck it
How you gon' clap if you boys don't know me
See, I stand on my feet
Got that rеal nice good feelins on me
I gotta make it briеf, but still I'm the kid that nobody knows about
So I really gotta introduce
Nineteen is my age, and I got a fuckin big fat problem with the college
Momma said no when I first started rappin
'Cause she wanted me to get a stable-ass job, but no
Then five years passed and I rap like this and I rap like that
This time I'm rappin like Link.. and fuck I don't know what to do for next track
But I guess I gotta think about it soon mm
말이 다르다고 해서 많이 다르지도 않지
나의 뜻을 알아듣기 바라지, 아마도
두 언어를 섞어만든 가사라도 알아들을 사람은 알아들어
So what I gotta do, I scribble what I think
I formulate my verse and record it with a spit
Then I repeat it, have another go..
Then I go again, then I go again. then I go again...