rep it if ya feel it
You'll never hear them say "Left been gone for minutes"/
cuz rap "suits" me...and frankly i look awesome in it/
i dont toss the image of having to floss with digits/
a couple losses given to demonstrate my cost of business/
dont need an awful gimmick to prove i'm awfully gifted...
or to off the soft and timid, like a boss my thoughts is frigid/
the Moss of writtens, the text flow is a weapon...
doctors'll have to cut & sew your face like it was Ecko's collection/*
no recollection of how i got to this level/
a rock amongst pebbles, now they wanna topple this pedestal/
let me touch on some topics in general, these hating fucks...
mad i sit at a desk, but so do Jay and Puff/
thats how I make a buck, take my family status and raise it up/
cuz i'm a grown man with bills, my moms doesnt pay the stuff/
and that makes me what? a fag? a homo or soft?/
maybe ya'll need to take a T.O. like where Romo would toss/
i nailed this like Jesus alone on the cross, pardon the picture/
i could write with a chisel in granite and not harden this scripture/
thats part of my mixture, keep my laptop in a Louis bag/
i take it out to create the finest threads without Gucci tags/
that'll lose these fags, I'm not your average sparker...
but you can catch me around more Famous stars & straps than Travis Barker/**
I'm bad with markers, went from graffiti on walls/
and writing online to platinum cd's in halls/
plus i'll never change and fall like these leaves in the fall/
just ether em all, believe me i dont need an easel to draw/
he's from the east and he's raw, with his sober tales/
cuz if ya'll mean business, you should have a foreclosure sale/
most your bones are frail, i dont need to aim and clap at your mans/
when my punch lines'll make your cranium crack in my hands/
my stature and stance, are both viewed as class acts/
but crass cats can still get they fitteds hung like my verses were hat racks/
go ahead and back track and see i'm the beast of frees/
I gotta hunch no man can fuck with me, like I'm xxl's Alicia Keys
* & **--the dudes with style know what I'm sayin