Sentiment
Rookie of the year but an underdog nonetheless
Girls undress out they sundress, it's a fuckin' mess
And I'm a fuckin' wreck but still I carry on
Without much overhead like a carry on
Out the ballpark like I'm Barry Bonds
They think I'm on steroids but they're very wrong
It's all me, all natural, matter fact though
I deserve a large cut from that xacto knife boy
Put it all on my life boy
All the pain and the strife boy
I seem to always make the right choice
And your over dramatic ass is static as some white noise
So poised with a swag that they can't match
This shit even more potent than my last batch
I'm always cookin' up
My nigga the plug he'll hook it up
All these other niggas lookin' shook as fuck
I'm the definition of destined, look it up
Spitting on the mic, you were fucked when I took it up
Time on my side still it took enough
I was running from my past that's when my got foot got stuck
Tupac would be proud to hear the way I put it down
And I ain't afraid to say shit that out loud
Fuck it, even if I end up down and out
You could never drown me out
I'm bound for the crown on a greyhound
Caught up in my problems
This vicious cycle's revolving like a door
For sure I thought that I had solved them
Gradually I'm evolving
Cookin' up this magic in a cauldron
Why you lookin' star struck
Be cautious, I live life so lawless
Risking it all no matter what the cost is
Shut up and dribble that's what they want me to do
They don't want me to exercise my political views
I'm seeing the sights, believe in the hype
Every time I touch the mic a little light goes on in my head
And my mind grabs paper and pen
So try and visualize what I optimize
What I legitimize they often criticize
I'm too fit to die, immortalized, just give it time
Passions what I signify
With my brothers like a frat, no Sigma Phi
All you niggas wanna do is sit inside
I'm out here tryin' live like a nigga died
Now I'm living fine
She wonders if it'll fit inside
I only hit it cause you didn't try
In the back of her Civic, she told me get inside
Then unzipped my fly
You know the rest
Girls undress out they sundress, it's a fuckin' mess
And I'm a fuckin' wreck but still I carry on
Without much overhead like a carry on
Out the ballpark like I'm Barry Bonds
They think I'm on steroids but they're very wrong
It's all me, all natural, matter fact though
I deserve a large cut from that xacto knife boy
Put it all on my life boy
All the pain and the strife boy
I seem to always make the right choice
And your over dramatic ass is static as some white noise
So poised with a swag that they can't match
This shit even more potent than my last batch
I'm always cookin' up
My nigga the plug he'll hook it up
All these other niggas lookin' shook as fuck
I'm the definition of destined, look it up
Spitting on the mic, you were fucked when I took it up
Time on my side still it took enough
I was running from my past that's when my got foot got stuck
Tupac would be proud to hear the way I put it down
And I ain't afraid to say shit that out loud
Fuck it, even if I end up down and out
You could never drown me out
I'm bound for the crown on a greyhound
Caught up in my problems
This vicious cycle's revolving like a door
For sure I thought that I had solved them
Gradually I'm evolving
Cookin' up this magic in a cauldron
Why you lookin' star struck
Be cautious, I live life so lawless
Risking it all no matter what the cost is
Shut up and dribble that's what they want me to do
They don't want me to exercise my political views
I'm seeing the sights, believe in the hype
Every time I touch the mic a little light goes on in my head
And my mind grabs paper and pen
So try and visualize what I optimize
What I legitimize they often criticize
I'm too fit to die, immortalized, just give it time
Passions what I signify
With my brothers like a frat, no Sigma Phi
All you niggas wanna do is sit inside
I'm out here tryin' live like a nigga died
Now I'm living fine
She wonders if it'll fit inside
I only hit it cause you didn't try
In the back of her Civic, she told me get inside
Then unzipped my fly
You know the rest
Credits
Writer(s): Maynor Humberto Bardales-amaya
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