[VERSE]
They love to taste the blood, and I know what that means
But to you that don't mean shit
Maybe I ain't as hungry as it seems
Thinking like maybe I could live it if I dream it
Yo Nino finally made a good record
Yeah right, that shit don't even sound convincing
The last time I felt as sick, contradictive and weak
Was the last time I wrote a rhyme to a beat
Get real they tell me
If only they knew that I'm as real as it gets
So you could stop acting like a silly bitch
And either admire what I do or not, it doesn't matter whether
I’m hated or I’m rated next, listen when I say this
I’m a major threat, its funny those that's getting more is saying less
But hold up wait a sec that shit’s about to change
I used to Aced the test and wished somebody gave a F
I used to pray to death, my buzz was the hottest
Used to rap for just dollars, now I do it for that plus solace
Now, you don't have to acknowledge, my music's for passive guidance
It’s no fad, if I say "gat" you assume I’m FOR acting violent
Don’t, no, don't jump the gun, or rather jump when I say gun
I been poisoned by these traps laid in the slums
I been snaked, many occasions, tuned to Satan’s subtle hum
Belly aching while I’m shaking steady scraping for some crumbs
So, who am I? Ummm…
Just a nobody, tryna find myself, while my minds still confined some
Stuck in a place where I'm maligned by these critic pricks
That make it they business tryna define what my image is
Tryna see me impuissant
So why entertain’em? It fucking kills them that I’m in a state of impudence
So listen quick, I’m conquering my weaknesses
And like snitches watching lebron, you are all witnesses
I admit it, I couldn't confront the wickedness
Steered fate, tried it all, figured out some differences
Used to hear Drake, and part of me, with hate, some part appalled
But he was more connected with his artistry, and I was lost
See I’m admitting, my highest flaw
No matter who reaches the highest floor, if they true to themselves, now I
Applaud
Used to be where you at now dog, then I evolved
You ain't happy where you are in life, start grinding more
I know all the excuses, being dope is useless
The rap game's whack, money promotes music
The young kids is twisted, my shit they don't catch it
I don't fuck with hipsters, or make songs for bitches
The real, you dismiss it, you submissive to ya subconscious
I ain't with them tid bits or warped into others fuckin gossip
From the bottom, (so I) provide for these streets
Reality, I am the Chomsky of ebonical speech
It’s clarity, mixed with insanity, is that the balance?
I practice channeling both sides it’s a life long task, and that’s apparent
Whoa, surviving this famine, how nice
Uncle Sam handing me these infested with parasites salmon
I’m learning how to eat right, was alive but couldn't breathe right
See you think that it’s dark, but truth is you don't wanna see light
YOU got it wrong from jump if you asking who you should be like
Just live it, and don't repeat the cycle let it gooo now