Dear Rap, time to rise from this coffin on the shelf
Dear Rap, here I go again talking to myself
Dear Rap, time to rise from this coffin on the shelf
Dear Rap, here I go again talking to myself
Yeah, cause I don't just rap bitch I am rap
I'm a rare breed, dawg
I'm ain't like you rap cats
That's facts
Most of y'all rap on beats
Not me I live in beats
Your favorite rapper is da bomb
I'ma blow that bitch to smithereens
I watch the shit that's getting past us
Like "you must be kidding me"
When my flow is nine-fo'
You 'bout to witness history
Riddle me this all my riddles get missed
When i am literally a riddle that exists
Between bases and both hits
Breath the rhythm out my lungs
Spittin' cadences like guns
Heart make a beat
Lyric DNA is in my blood
Yeah
This for every rap I threw in the trash can
I'm the biggest critic
You can kiss my ass man
To everybody doubting
Telling me I can't rap
That's pretty funny
How can that be when
I am rap
Aye-aye-aye
I'ma do this shit until I die
Aye-aye-aye
All this life it's like i'm bleeding when I rhyme
Yeah-yeah am I stupid, he didn't make me grab the mic
I grabbed it 'cause I am rap
Get this shit right
Since the womb I had rhythm
Ain't a tomb that can fit 'em
Try to kill me
Really?
All you gon' do is make me bigger
Listen, tell the other genres that I ain't goin' nowhere
O' yeah
I'ma do a show there just because you said don't go there
I'm where blues and rock meet
Like shoes and concrete
Ready to die
All eyes on me
Like Big and Pac's beef
Probably goin' overheads
Yeah, i'm used to that
Hitting singles with a pen
Yeah i don't need to use a bat, crack!
You upside your head though
If you gettin' disrespectful
I won't let it go
Better let 'em know
If you say it, better mean it
If you say this shit to me
This shit ain't make-believe
I'll make you disappear like baby teeth (baby teeth)
Drop the beat on my speakers
Loud and clear so you can quote me
I'm unique
You repeat what you hear like karaoke
From my feet to the me
And the Mesus at the soul meet
Homie, I belong here
Disagree, then you can blow me
Straight up
I embody rap
Plus a body bag
Anybody that take a shot on wax (copy that)
Copy cats is all a mirror
And drop that act man
Y'all ain't scarin' any-fucking-body bitch
I'll whoop your ass and then your fucking buddies
Fuck the money
I existed before I became a business
But the business interest minded blinded me with interest
Listen, I am not a trend
Not a phase
Not an industry
I'm rhythm and poetry and that's what i'ma always be
This for every rap I threw in the trash can
I'm the biggest critic
You can kiss my ass man
To everybody doubting
Telling me I can't rap
That's pretty funny
How can that be when
I am rap
Aye-aye-aye
I'ma do this shit until I die
Aye-aye-aye
All this life it's like i'm bleeding when I rhyme
Yeah-yeah am I stupid he didn't make me grab the mic
I grabbed it 'cause I am rap
Get this shit right
Aye-aye-aye
I'ma do this shit until I die
Aye-aye-aye
All this life it's like i'm bleeding when I rhyme
Yeah-yeah am I stupid, he didn't make me grab the mic
I grabbed it 'cause I am rap
Get this shit right