Something to Prove

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Driving with my top down
Cruising at the speed of light
Grab the wheel and bleed I might
Making sense of all the wicked shit I've seen tonight
With no keys in sight
Just hit the button and move
Rapping with something to prove
Not that I'm the best but I that I can sure walk in the shoes
Spitting legendary vocals I'd be cautious to use
I've been passing by porches got me perplexed by the view
Spending checks that I blew
Having sex by the pool
With a couple bad bitches now they tanning in the spot
Race banning, stay standing when the city's getting hot
All these shorties diddy bop
Drinking 40s at the shop just to stand tall
Wins and losses when the land fall
I keep the persistence you keep your hands off
You fiending for the money decorating dollar bills
They hear the declaration promise they gone holla still
For real
With the talent I possess it's all or nothing
Break it up and stand for something
I can't stand this fronting
Lost the cycle in the sands of time
Crafting gems up with these hands of mine
Pussies oughtta keep their ass in line
They verses asinine
Chopping shit to pass the time
Word for word I hear you
Can you walk the walk
Setting down the outline with my bulk supply of chalk that I've handled
I'm lighting a candle
I keep it stashed on top the mantle
Ok no watch me do it
Rapping in fluent, I stay congruent
Had a chance and blew it
Massive influence, like Patrick Ewing rocking 33
You ain't heard of me it's B I G
Murder rapper spitting in the 3rd degree
Real as currency
Wishy-washy like the current be
Burdens me to take a hand out
Look at how I stand out, crazy how it panned out
30 years later I'm on another level, this bitch admire bezels
Can't reach my pedals it's all the way down to floor
I've been wanting more in life
Stealing foreign bikes and dodge the matrix
Now my waitress pouring sprite
Buddy down the way been asking for a fight
Ima show em what's it's like to fight your demons out of spite
If f they get up knock em back down
New York to Jersey to Philly then back down
I never back down
This the smack down
Never packed rounds
Just 10 fingers and toes
Time to shit on my foes
With the talent I possess it's all or nothing
Break it up and stand for something
I can't stand this fronting
Lost the cycle in the sands of time
Crafting gems up with these hands of mine
Pussies oughtta keep their ass in line
They verses asinine
Chopping shit to pass the time
Word for word I hear you
Can you walk the walk
Setting down the outline with my bulk supply of chalk that I've handled
I'm lighting a candle
I keep it stashed on top the mantle
Duly departed
I beg your pardon don't get me started
I'm freezing-hearted
These waters uncharted, deeply guarded
Highly regarded when I grip the mic
Had you out-smarted
I laughed the hardest when I made you miss the flight
Made the right up onto high street
Reminiscent memories of writing on the concrete
Crazy how the time creep ahead
I'm reaping the thread
I'd give a f*ck bout where it led
It's prolly better if it's left unsaid

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