Send* corrections to the typist [Verse

]:Ah

yo I march to the mic with my hands out Set

and stand out cut, the band out And

let me hype man out Take

the mic stand now excite, hands down Deleting

competition and still stand proud Constructive

over, your head still productive Got

you hanging off my words Class, be seductive Ya

had enough kid relax, and listen I'm

sick of everybody in this rap game bitchin First

off I'll, make a few things clear Don't

be yapping in my ear bout some stupid s titya hear Take

it from the source Class, no other I'll

bring it to your face to keep your mind from getting cluttered Second

to, the people disrespecting Taking

me for granite cause I'm unsigned f, k**you I'll!

cuss who ever, wants to step to this essence Now

feel my presence in, every sentence a, message [Chorus

]:Ground

squad Round, off Prepare, Crowns, off Found

War Now, your in, for downfall, Want

war got, war want, more got, raw Ground

squad sound, soft nah, sound off [repeat

Chorus] [Verse

2 ]:That's

the bottom line right now, you can see where I be coming from See

what I'll be dealing with understanding, some of them These

people acting dumb to me and, I can't seem to concentrate Then

I got these other people bitchin, like they men-es-trate That's

my third problem never meant to lay it on ya But

life's a funny thing I'll, probley turn and blame it on ya I

need to keep my head straight can't, drink and such But

that's my forth problem people, say I think too much But

for the fifth it's, like this Looking

at the large few still ain't seeing s titGot

me wondering what's the reason for my rhyme And

so f gay***tired when, people tell me it's a waste of time I

told ya this, is my life If

anybody's having any doubts you can die twice One

death for my soul another, for yourself Now

do the mathematics or, rewind and try to figure it out [Chorus

]:[Verse

3 ]:And

from one point to another I'm, lifting up my eloquence And

exercise my past days to see what things was relevant My

sixth point intelligence, no, one seems to use it Wonder

if I'm dissing ya I'll tell ya if I do it Seven

deadly sins plus, 9 pedestrians One

squad I represent defeating, us guess, again It's

takes the best of men to overcome the rest of em Take

the lesser men and rebuilt ain't, no questioning Now

who's impressing them check, the truer specimen Hot

like Mexican take, the proper steps to win Problems

next to him but, still will prevail With

a mic in my hand and the skill you should feel [Chorus

]:- 2X
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