[Intro]
I'm good

[Verse 1]
Let me set the record straight and I'ma speak it precisely
When it comes to writing G it ain't nobody like me
Not many in history can wreck on a beat
Think deep and teach and still connect with the streets
I'm that dude they never let spit and this is a fact
'Cause I'm known for gettin' on tracks and peelin' em back
Melt em like plastic 'cause see I bring heat to their asses
Half sleep when I listen to them weak mic passes
Bet the world sayin, "Damn, that's the best they got?"
"They never put you on them songs", Hell nah they'd better not
When I finish with the booth it's a thousand degrees
They can't breath, they be even scared to spit when I leave
I'm on another plane, none of 'em can go past that
Million dollar rappers scared of a broke ass cat
That's how dirty that my murderous words be
I don't blame 'em, if I wasn't me I'd be nervous too if I heard me

[Verse 2]
They say they never heard of me, I know they lyin' so quit
'Cause I can hear my damn style every time they spit it
I'm the prime example of how to climb the mantle
And trample minds 'til your lifeline is cancelled
Most emcees are overrated and some of 'em weak
I'm an inhabitant of levels that none of 'em can reach
Y'all better see, it's obvious there'll probably never be
A novelist who can write plots and describe 'em as cleverly
But most of the rappers now be coonin' for deals
I heard ten year olds that got more complex skills
They the kind that nobody would remember in time
It's like they building these rappers on an assembly line
Copyin' others ain't mandatory, clown, it's a choice
They imitate 'em from their clothes to the sound of their voice
Stealing from me and walking around like I ain't able to spot it
If you gonna jack at least be real enough to say where ya got it
Please
[Verse 3]
Every year it's like the arrogance seems to increase
I exceeded your catalog with a single release
I'm a mercenary, I'll never be rapping like them
You the guy that people ask "What ever happened to him?"
Y'all need to learn how this whole Houston thing went down
It don't matter if you was born here or from outta town
Let me make it real clear so you simps can adjust
Your little write ups ain't complete if you ain't mentioning us
Your documentaries, your books about H-Town talent
If S.P.C ain't in it then the shit ain't valid
We shuttin' down the inside and outside field
You tryna tell me I can't live in the house I built
We gonna ban ya from the city or leave ya gushing
So don't fake when ya see me just keep on pushing
I ain't living in the past off of quotes that I said
But my first album is still over most of ya heads