Solo in Town

People say they chill
They don't know the definition
I post up and barely move from my position
Rarely call my coalition
I don't give em recognition
Follow tradition
Quick to reject they propositions

I weigh the pros and cons
I have to pose in line
Just so I could close a dime
Right before the closing time
A sober mind
Like moving with a frozen spine
Allocate papes to break the ice with my chosen line

Keep it authentic
Just like the way that I pen it
Don't need to prove that I meant it
The realist nigga I been it
Lay down the law like the senate
You in my house as a tenant
Set in stone and cement it
Salute me like a lieutenant

I'm not acting I really think I'm the dopest
No hocus
If I'm not the goat then I am the closest
No blowfish
Cuz I don't bluff when you attack
I might be the smoothest dude but I be rough when I react

See me on the street and I be solo in town
Throw yo hands in the sky if you holding it down
For my hoes and the clowns
All my bros in the pound
Would you rather be a dog or be a hole in the ground

See me on the street and I be solo in town
Throw yo hands in the sky if you holding it down
For my hoes and the clowns
All my bros in the pound
Would you rather be a dog or be a hole in the ground

Look at the props I got for all of my tracks
Who knew I could rap
Pretty soon dudes will be glued to the sack
A chick with some huge boobs and a gluteus max too
Fools to cool for dude will get news of the raps too
Then you try to casually dap
Get naturally smacked
Catastrophe that you had to get smacked
By the bad half of me that had to react
Charge what you lack a battery pack
You had to be wack in ya family sack

I never be one of the cats that act
Pack that gat
Flash that stack
When I don't really have that stack
Don't got it ain't no shame in it
No set but say you claiming it
The mic is like a brush
I paint the picture how I'm framing it

Homies in high places
Respect my conglomerate
If there was a need to battle your crew
We'd be dominate
The secret to the moves we making is based on the way we timing it
We all got a little bitch in us but yours is way more prominent

See me on the street and I be solo in town
Throw yo hands in the sky if you holding it down
For my hoes and the clowns
All my bros in the pound
Would you rather be a dog or be a hole in the ground

See me on the street and I be solo in town
Throw yo hands in the sky if you holding it down
For my hoes and the clowns
All my bros in the pound
Would you rather be a dog or be a hole in the ground