Greatest Story Never Told
I do this for my grandma cause she never got to witness
Even though before she passed, knew her grandson was so gifted
And I'm tired of people saying, by now I could have made it
But fucking fascination with fucking procrastination
Had me su-su-suffocating, waiting impatient, steady content
With my placement, 'suposed to be attic but basements
Where I been hiding my face, disgracing. Talents been wasting
Time is ticking; my prime ain't fading, no time for playing, these rhymes that I'm slaying
Gone be exactly what I need to take me to the top
This for the ones who thought that my Emancipation flopped
Who heard The Wordsmith's Journal thinking that's the best I got
And think because I took a break that I'ma fucking stop
When less talented niggas grinding harder than me
As if The Hustle's just a song hardly imparted in C
But being lyrically proficient ain't enough for the mission I've been given
I gotta give these muthafuckas a reason to listen
This is my life, my passion, my love
My mind, my fears, obsession, my drug
My body, my soul, the only thing I know
Before I die I have to tell The Greatest Story Never Told, whoa
L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!
(L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!)
L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!
(L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!)
Thinking back on my city, can't believe that I made it
South Memphis one of the realest in all of the 50 states
Shaped me to be a heartless, relentless and starving artist
With knowledge to rise above all the violence and garbage
Still weighing hard on my conscious, I pray to God that I will never die
Bless me with the gifts to keep leaving these niggas petrified
Every word I testify answers every question why
I'm flexin', my progression got'em stressing this perfection
I, I'm still that nigga that you wanna be
Same time still that muthafucka you don't wanna see
Now these niggas dropping their swishers and spillin' Hennessey
Cause the fire spittin' messiahs back with the remedy
You don't want no problems, word to momma I'm resolve em'
Bodied by a writing nigga, and what I'm reciting nigga
Got yo bitch excited nigga, this the lyricistic testament
You know what I represent. Excellence is effortless
This is my life, my passion, my love
My mind, my fears, obsession, my drug
My body, my soul, the only thing I know
Before I die I have to tell The Greatest Story Never Told, whoa
L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!
(L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!)
L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!
(L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!)
I been gone since Twen, what the hell y'all been doing
Wack ass niggas taking over and the game is in ruins
I'm resurrecting this aggression, fuck niggas oppression
That "You Don't Wanna Test" mentality and I ain't resting
Any nigga can get it, fire he betta spit it
Retire? I wasn't wit it, been chilling but now I'm livid
These sins I'll never forgive'em, ain't no need for repenting
My only focus is killin' these sacrilegious niggas committing
This is my life, my passion, my love
My mind, my fears, obsession, my drug
My body, my soul, the only thing I know
Before I die I have to tell The Greatest Story Never Told, whoa
Even though before she passed, knew her grandson was so gifted
And I'm tired of people saying, by now I could have made it
But fucking fascination with fucking procrastination
Had me su-su-suffocating, waiting impatient, steady content
With my placement, 'suposed to be attic but basements
Where I been hiding my face, disgracing. Talents been wasting
Time is ticking; my prime ain't fading, no time for playing, these rhymes that I'm slaying
Gone be exactly what I need to take me to the top
This for the ones who thought that my Emancipation flopped
Who heard The Wordsmith's Journal thinking that's the best I got
And think because I took a break that I'ma fucking stop
When less talented niggas grinding harder than me
As if The Hustle's just a song hardly imparted in C
But being lyrically proficient ain't enough for the mission I've been given
I gotta give these muthafuckas a reason to listen
This is my life, my passion, my love
My mind, my fears, obsession, my drug
My body, my soul, the only thing I know
Before I die I have to tell The Greatest Story Never Told, whoa
L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!
(L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!)
L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!
(L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!)
Thinking back on my city, can't believe that I made it
South Memphis one of the realest in all of the 50 states
Shaped me to be a heartless, relentless and starving artist
With knowledge to rise above all the violence and garbage
Still weighing hard on my conscious, I pray to God that I will never die
Bless me with the gifts to keep leaving these niggas petrified
Every word I testify answers every question why
I'm flexin', my progression got'em stressing this perfection
I, I'm still that nigga that you wanna be
Same time still that muthafucka you don't wanna see
Now these niggas dropping their swishers and spillin' Hennessey
Cause the fire spittin' messiahs back with the remedy
You don't want no problems, word to momma I'm resolve em'
Bodied by a writing nigga, and what I'm reciting nigga
Got yo bitch excited nigga, this the lyricistic testament
You know what I represent. Excellence is effortless
This is my life, my passion, my love
My mind, my fears, obsession, my drug
My body, my soul, the only thing I know
Before I die I have to tell The Greatest Story Never Told, whoa
L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!
(L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!)
L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!
(L to the dot P to the dot C nigga!)
I been gone since Twen, what the hell y'all been doing
Wack ass niggas taking over and the game is in ruins
I'm resurrecting this aggression, fuck niggas oppression
That "You Don't Wanna Test" mentality and I ain't resting
Any nigga can get it, fire he betta spit it
Retire? I wasn't wit it, been chilling but now I'm livid
These sins I'll never forgive'em, ain't no need for repenting
My only focus is killin' these sacrilegious niggas committing
This is my life, my passion, my love
My mind, my fears, obsession, my drug
My body, my soul, the only thing I know
Before I die I have to tell The Greatest Story Never Told, whoa
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Writer(s): Dontrell West
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