The Reason

You never heard of us?
Man, you just ain't been listening
Coming from The Valley City
Consider this your christenin'
Baptism by hot fire
No priors, first time offender
Don't look like I can flow?
I'll try to do better
Not a typecast, cookie cutter, radio soft
JKrazy, so good, you think I'm the bot that beat Kasparov
A couple of moves ahead, but is it one too many?
I'm asking, waiting for time to tell me
Am I here doing what I am supposed to be?
Tryna be there for the person that's looking for words
That they just can't find
Turning to music and looking for answers
Up in the beats and the rhymes
Take 'em away some place
Experience, a day in the life
Of a person just like you, tryna balance the wrong
And the right, with what's left
But now deaf to you problems
Can't hear 'em, calm in the chaos
Yeah, the beats is killin 'em
Let me do, what I wanna do
Get up out my way
It's the Valley City's Finest
Nick and J

And you can't stop me, I'm the smartest around
A walking Stephen Hawking
Science can't be describing the sound
Maybe Darwinism cuz the fittest defining the rhyhm
Running the track all day, a sorta ultra kinda feelin
And I'm willing to open myself up in the pursuit of this art here
So I put the pen and the pad in my lap and I just let my brain steer
Some of it's bull, some of it's dark and some of it's dull
But, yo I just keep driving 'til I'm arriving at where it is
I'm trying to go, and I'm A-Gent, like I'm Jeremy Piven
And I'm feelin, Free As A Bird, like some posthumous Lennon
The venom, enemy of mankind and I'm just rapping part-time
I sorta can't help but feelin like maybe the world could be mine
As long as I keep, working to make the words fit
Spittin' a writ of my wittiness up in this come with the knowledge
I rhyme and demolish the beat
Like my mind's a sword and I'm keepin' it polished
Razor sharp, stayin on the edge, keepin' em honest

Rappin' even though I got a face like Ghost
Check the Method, Genius flowin' from the chamber what I wrote
Words cuttin' like a Razor, styles amaze, U-God, damn
Young and perty, but every day Old and Dirtier
Never heard of yours truly? I'm the Chef's creation
Dash of Wu, B.I.G., Pac, Slug, and a nation of others
You can Inspect tha Decks if ya gotta do
Nick bring it back, the new school, and the old school
Breakin' rules, shatterin' fools, messin' with me?
Man I'm messin' with you
Spit it and get it, the realest, I feel it, I rip it on beats
And I kill it deceased and I'm willing to come for your streams
Shatterin' dreams, Big Pun, blowin' the scene
Know what I mean? Comin' clean, like 'Yea I did it'
So come and get me - but you can't, one step ahead
I'ma get, cuz I'm legit
Here so you feel me, a style that's appealing
You know I got goals and won't stop 'til a million
I'm blowing through ceilings from wheeling and dealing
Believing and yielding results from my speaking
From morning to evening, I'm leaving 'em fiending
The question? The answer?
Nah, I'm The Reason