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Just me...middle class kid from the suburbs doin' my thing, livin' in Richmond now.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,295
Peak in subgenre #721
Author
The Truth
Rights
Fuck yeah!
Uploaded
September 29, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
It's hot off the press, cuz I start off the best/
By makin' lasting impressions, like shotties to chests/
I'm a benchmark, an artist with ink like Lexmark/
And the best part, I'm more of a Vet than Pet Smart/
More lines than stretch marks on sex parts of mothers/
I might be white, but my heart gets as dark as others/
Been known to spark conversations by ignitin' my words/
I can enlighten the earth just by writin' a verse/
It might be a curse, but when my pen gets excited it bursts!/
And starts fightin' with herbs, but I've been indicted for worse/
A titan with verbs, despite what you heard/
Cuz when I fight, my might gets righteously served!/
My mic is likely observed to be more frightenin' than yours/
As far as grades go, my flow tightens the curve!/
Biters get burned, but might live in spite of luck/
Cuz my comic relief could make a fat bitch lighten up!/
I don't need to cough, to know that I'm sick/
I don't need the law, to say I'm legit/
I don't need thermometers, to tell me I'm hot
And I don't need your CD's, to tell me I'm not/
I don't need donors, ta get some brain/
I don't need conductors, ta run a train/
I don't need magic, I got enough tricks/
And I don't need houses, I got enough bricks/
Never doubt the clout of my swagger/
Call me a bragger but its common sense/
Its confidence, my merits and acomplishments/
Impress the best when I don this vest/
I'm fond of threats, spawned from vets/
Cuz when I'm on, I bomb everything but tests/
I'm not drawn with pens, but I'm involved with paper/
And when I steal spotlights, no one solves the caper/
I got more Gaul (gall) than ancient French, appaled by fakers/
See me scaldin' acres, thats me called by nature/
Cuz I could piss on fires and it feeds the flame/
Cuz my pens unleaded, yup..I need the same/
I barely breath when I speak, my breed's unique/
Cuz like a fleet to the reefs, the Key's delete/
My leauges elite, pleased to meet our haters/
You couldn't find a hotter line standin' on equators/
I put victorious bars amongst the glorious stars/
Cuz there outta this world, like they're explorin' on mars/
I'm more than bizzare, I got products galore/
Cuz if you copped my CD, you got whats in stores/
I mockin' you whores, ya'll gettin' paid for endorsements/
Like gettin' Nelly on board is gunna sell some air forces/
I'm spit with contortion, twistin' words for extortion/
Cuz I'm iller than PC's unguarded by Norton/
Deeper than Wells, more clever than Orson/
Cuz I could lie to the world, it'd get swallowed like Morton's/
No distortion, no portion of my flow's abortin/
Cuz its a smooth transition, like sailin' with Norseman/
Got em nailin' the doors in, expectin' a stormin'/
The chicks are in trouble, I get em wet with no warnin'/
Im a vet thats been born, not in the form that Im in/
This Human disaguise is just a thorn in my skin/
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