I got no music I had to steal this beat and apply my best shit to it. Now I gotta do it in 2003 I already felt like Eminem and just loose it. Moving in the streets gelling with the people like fluid. Maneuvers when I pop something through you. All black Isuzu niggaz hanging out the moon roof. This ain’t no YouTube spoof. No booth just me and the truth. It’s absolute not watered down like your weight you ain’t cake if you getting hungry listening to me then you never moved weight. Stop the fake niggaz eating off my plate time to leave the lake. Land of the salty grimy and fake. Tie me to the stake if cappin I ain’t rappin light it up see what happen ain’t no bitch in me you niggaz is history. Since 16 been a mystery trappin in mama basement I got off the pavement ask shadow C the way it went. Heaven sent, took a trip, Tokyo drift a decades those noggaz stole my shit. Kicked out the house yo I gotta bounce. Ran through the streets ever since devil tried coming at me but he missed. Brushed me up but I got nicked. Really Ain’t shit when you living like this. Fuck DOM Jeffrey D cashed a check and it was cryst pop it up roll up light it up where my niggaz who don’t give a fuck!? Mac 10 blazing out a Benz truck.