Answers (feat. Charlie Fettah)

The dudes are earned, ain't no way to buy 'em
Cut from a different cloth, I ain't scared of iron
If I could see your eyes there ain't no sense in lying
Windows to the soul, wide open, I see you hiding, yeah
All those dark and dirty secrets
That you only tell to Jesus
What you did behind the bleachers
Stealing from your mother
Probably telling on your brother
I ain't saying you a rat, I'm just saying you got the features
Keep my eyes wide focused on the details
Cause you can't read no body language in the emails
You gotta disconnect to make that real connection
Y'all repost a repost, remind me of inception
King of Manitoba with The NorthStars from Nemaska
Bars breaking down the barriers, there ain't no emperors
Floor is filled tyrant, thieves, murderers and predators
Trying to take the spot but I chop the top off competitors
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Yes I am my own specimen, I ain't no gentlemen
If I ain't on, best believe that I'ma get it then
In my own category now a days rappers bore me
I dream having glory where respect is mandatory
Kick tight rhymes like rappers in denim
All black mask on here to spit the venom
Ain't about fittin' in, I create my own boxes
Rap fire to this beat with a cold conscience
I don't have ego, cause the man's that lethal
I'm all about my green while I'm making mad Ceelo
Living in the North where the stash is legal
Where I'm all the metal like I am Magneto
A hunter specialist I'm here to show skill
If you're my enemy, just trust me, you're feeling a cold chill
Got you in my cross hairs, you ain't gotta hold still
Cause I'm big headed, sick with it, damn I'm so ill
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I'm a beast on this mic don't let me out of my cage
I'm influenced by the rage, making music for the change
Shooting in range of these haters, they praying for danger
New wave recipe, tasting the flavours
Breaking the rules, the real playmaker
Underground phenom, who aims for the majors
I'll bend my listeners to hear this
Mind control will find your soul to fear this
I'm standing on the edge so you best not push me
The Eastern Cree hear to feast on beats
Don't keep the peace, inspire generations to rise
And build the 8th fire through our native pride
The flame will shine, and create the aggression
Passed through survivors of face painted legends
They died for their love, resurrected from the grave
Through that real hip-hop, that runs forever in my veins
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Nobody else can do this job because they got too much feeling



Credits
Writer(s): David Hodges, Gary Jolly, Elton Salt
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