yeah it s all real it s nothing involved it s all skill i m feeling inclined to spit lines of venom spectacular aculate vernaculate i hope these niggas know i m more explosive than a supernova pops took him to the car they asking keyz what are you doing this for i say nothing i m just rapping see that i m raw hazardous spittin that rap for cash so anybody out there that thinks you have to go to a studio you re doing all that at the house with minimal equipment nope i can verify that one not even a 50 an hour studio i ll do at home where i m peaceful relaxed and you know cool the sum of all my efforts evolve into my best work the sun is always stronger than the darkness of when death hurts marking up the calendar from talking in the challengers i m harboring my and his sword is excalibur gorgeous women calling our and our floor trying to evacuate and hit the fire escape from our doors like anne hathaway don t put a scratch in like catwoman i would have to say the worst is the wrath of a black woman rapping up the season like a tv finale with a cd from b keyz i m dc to cali you can meet me at bally s fitting this instrumental like a snuggie staying devote backing up tallies sure to hit the ballots elected as the best out recording with a callous i ve been stretching all their necks out all the way in tokyo i wonder what they ll say when they see that the godzilla killed a town when i step out let it run every emotion that i feel i spill and let it run not interested in trying to finish a sentence let it run challenging anyone who knows a sicker let it run jogging my memory back to how i begun i let it run thought about a life between the shadows and the limelight reminded me a night that i mma have it when the time s right the path that i mma take is probably to i m hooting at the stars but got a crab in the barrel flashiest apparel from the baddest of the fashionistas black adidas sneaker matching like your pastor s easter jacket it s an early resurrection for the bloggers jumping through the track instead of froggers acid rappers on the scale weighing out my chances praying that i fail like the clumsiest of dancers lowly anne gibson i m gifted with my steps now my vision is correct beautiful mind ed i m riding to the death never need a cosign it s to sign me a check a threat they re wondering how is he that nice i m just finishing a task i was given in my past life  let it run every emotion that i feel i spill and let it run not interested in trying to finish a sentence let it run challenging anyone who knows a sicker let it run jogging my memory back to how i begun i let it run by delivery and concept sure to be abandoned with no johnny in the conquest speaking very candidly of who i call my family the candles in the sun or the light under a canopy so can i be the reason for change it s the season of the lyricist i m bringing the rain but without an umbrella i m leaving the game colored it s all in my nature grieving the same mother who gave birth to hip hop but now she s in the bag with the money and the weed we treatin fame like a ziploc and i m just tryna unwrap the mummy i m getting tired of these dumb raps for money i wonder if that winnie s a misfit chasing all these piglets a bear for the honeys and it s the simplest addition ain t it funny how i use problems to solve any mission let it run every emotion that i feel i spill and let it run not interested in trying to finish a sentence let it run challenging anyone who knows a sicker let it run jogging my memory back to how i begun i let it run we all got our own we all got our own we all got our own got our own got our own type of slang it s like type of slang it s like jogging my memory back to how i begun i let it run