Attack of the Clones
Music made headlines
Labels want air time
Family pushing and pulling
Old homies want free lines
Can't be like I used to
This ain't what I'm used to
One minute I'm chillin
The next I'm in rare booths
With legends I look up to
Spittin my hardest verses
Next to logic in the back room
Don't push me
I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to
Cut off these mutha-fuckas heads
Every situation
They'll pass on my rhymes
But catch all of my information
I thought the process was to be original
They can't do what I do without me
It's like having identical
Twins
Stuck to the hip
Attack of the clones
Like Hayden Christensen
Rely on my Jedi powers
Just Call me Anakin
Sky walking
Over the fake
Authentic for the win
Actors and imposters
The real rap back
Snappin on beats killing these
Cyphers
Bringing real rap back
The second coming of a legend
Lyricism the weapon
Realism in every sentence
There is no comparison
Competition none
Mac daddy of these rap words
Kriss kross-in you on the court
Like I was iver-son
The elephant in the room
Big homie is coming through
You the little homie
Can't fit into these shoes
I'm a muthafucking legend
And I'm Shitting in the booth
I'm a muthafucking legend
Clean up the mess when I'm through
Labels want air time
Family pushing and pulling
Old homies want free lines
Can't be like I used to
This ain't what I'm used to
One minute I'm chillin
The next I'm in rare booths
With legends I look up to
Spittin my hardest verses
Next to logic in the back room
Don't push me
I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to
Cut off these mutha-fuckas heads
Every situation
They'll pass on my rhymes
But catch all of my information
I thought the process was to be original
They can't do what I do without me
It's like having identical
Twins
Stuck to the hip
Attack of the clones
Like Hayden Christensen
Rely on my Jedi powers
Just Call me Anakin
Sky walking
Over the fake
Authentic for the win
Actors and imposters
The real rap back
Snappin on beats killing these
Cyphers
Bringing real rap back
The second coming of a legend
Lyricism the weapon
Realism in every sentence
There is no comparison
Competition none
Mac daddy of these rap words
Kriss kross-in you on the court
Like I was iver-son
The elephant in the room
Big homie is coming through
You the little homie
Can't fit into these shoes
I'm a muthafucking legend
And I'm Shitting in the booth
I'm a muthafucking legend
Clean up the mess when I'm through
Credits
Writer(s): Cody B Silva, Sir Robert Hall Ii
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