Uh, yeah
Chi City
Let's go
Uh
I hold my nuts on some G shit
Hadee spit like a hashish hit
High on another level, I got several gold medals
Would I settle? Never, never, I'm your fellow
Mellow, mellow mellow your man
Looking for the shine that'll have you checking for tans
No garbage this way you better check in the can
I get it hot, niggas better start checking the fans
Yo
Seeking for more, reeking of beacons of light when I creep in the door
Deserving the right to throw this mic, let it sling on the floor
Believe it, I paid my dues, you just play to lose
Make a move, taking a lake or pool when I rain it through
Okay now take it how you want it, Windy city I'm anointed
Been disjointed, that's a casualty from ripping the mic
See I don't get props, I take props, fuckin' crown minister
Vocally sinister, bring it to your hemisphere
Section or whatever, same birds of the feather
Got the hawk running thru bloodlines, outta ya damn mind
Thinking you was posing any type of known particulars
My levels do administer pain, to the cerebral cortex
Wrecking since forever, discipline, got better
Snatch the letters off these niggas chest for real
From out the fields to the gates of the palace, another gram up in my chalice
Trailblazing over any apparatus, I'm gone
I know, it's been a long time coming
Nah, I won't back down from nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Fronting like you stunting, bringing something out of nothing
I know, it's been a long time coming
Nah, I won't back down from nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Fronting like you stunting, bringing something out of nothing
His story major and history in the making
Not for the glory, though I whip the beat like slavery
And train em like Denzel did to Ethan
And so on point they on my tip like pyramids in Egypt
Or Giza, Jesus, Hip Hop's resurrection
Rebel without a pause leading the insurrection
Motivating like Kelly Rowland directing
So Amazing like Luther And Kanye duetting
And if them dudes getting high I don't wet em
I just let it burn like Usher Raymond's Confessions
Cuz they pop and corny just like Concessions
Ha, Ever since Shorty D at, huh, Ray Elementary
I been fundamentally having fun mentally
Emceeing knowing that my time will really come eventually
Running over beats whether EPS or MPC
Even 7th grade with a yamaha PSS no stress having battles out in recess
And even in the recess, of my mind I'd be press
Trying to find a sequence for a pause button tape
Listening to "Rebel Without a Pause" on a tape
Before I put my life on pause trying to cake
Graduate to High School, now everybody fly and cool but wait
I'd be that dude at lunch banging on tables wit my plate
I know, it's been a long time coming
Nah, I won't back down from nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Fronting like you stunting, bringing something out of nothing
I know, it's been a long time coming
Nah, I won't back down from nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Fronting like you stunting, bringing something out of nothing