Memoirs of the Underdog

Most of these niggas can't rap no mo, stack no mo, fall back
Most of these niggas throw dirt on me, they words to me all cap
Talkin them lies, sayin they fly, but we all know they all so wack
Move to the Chi, with my head to the sky,
can't stop till I get them plaques, man
Most of these niggas can't rap no mo, can't stack no mo, fall back
Most of these niggas throw dirt on me, they words to me all cap
Talkin them lies, sayin they fly, but we all know they all so wack
Move to the Chi, with my head to the sky,
can't stop till I get them plaques, man

Stuck to the grind with the money on my
mind, tried to call but you didn't call back
I do what I do,
no snooze for the blues, how I move in a coupe all black
Juice for the boost,
don't lose gettin loose, fuck a truce, here's a noose for ya neck
Writing these hits while you talkin the
shit, Stay in line for yo ass get check
Think you all that,
when you servin that pack, but we all know it ain't high tec
Talkin that shit when the kid ain't
around, keep talkin fo yo ass get smack
Flooding these streets & eatin these
beats, went a month just off fruit snacks
I been so stuck to the quota, no baking soda but the flow so crack

Been a long night been a long time, in the dark days, Inna dark daze
Been up all night, but it's alright,
cuz it's gon pay, cuz it's gon pay
Gave up all that,
give it all back just to get this, with the quickness
Flow Christmas how I spit this, Too viscous, You been a witness

Most of these niggas can't rap no mo, stack no mo, fall back
Most of these niggas throw dirt on me, they words to me all cap
Talkin them lies, sayin they fly, but we all know they all so wack
Move to the Chi, with my head to the sky, can't stop, can't stop! Man
Most of these niggas can't rap no mo, can't stack no mo, fall back
Most of these niggas throw dirt on me, they words to me all cap
Talkin them lies, sayin they fly, but we all know they all so wack
Move to the Chi, with my head to the sky,
can't stop till I get them plaques, chiyea

Now that I'm on and my face on the camera
This should be proof that I'm good with the stamina
I cannot stop till my wall got that platinum
M.A.B. Baby I strive for the maximum
Wait, look at may plate
No more welches, these real grapes
All real raps, I ain't no fake
No Stephen A, but I kill first takes
Haters want beef, but I only cook turkey
Niggas wanna verse but they ain't that worthy
If you feel a way, I'm glad you heard me
Came a long way don't judge my journey
New tape gon drop
Heard I been on the clock
Now the birds gon flock
Stay all on my cock,
Got up off of my block
Move like a ball hawk
Got the game on lock
That's word to John Locke
From Mother Earth to the Solar System
I brought knowledge and I earned the wisdom
Start the cycles with no assistance
I don't play around with you fake victims
The come up so quick don't look back I done past you doe
They so emotional I brought the rational
Great like Ovechkin a champ from the Capital
Ball for my city, Make hits like a National

Been a long night been a long time, in the dark days, Inna dark daze
Been up all night, but it's alright,
cuz it's gon pay, cuz it's gon pay
Gave up all that,
give it all back just to get this, with the quickness
Flow Christmas how I spit this, Too viscous, You been a witness

Most of these niggas can't rap no mo, stack no mo, fall back
Most of these niggas throw dirt on me, they words to me all cap
Talkin them lies, sayin they fly, but we all know they all so wack
Move to the Chi, with my head to the sky, can't stop, can't stop, man
Most of these niggas can't rap no mo, can't stack no mo, fall back
Most of these niggas throw dirt on me, they words to me all cap
Talkin them lies, sayin they fly, but we all know they all so wack
Move to the Chi, with my head to the sky,
can't stop till I get them plaques, Chiyea



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Blanco
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