stonein zonein show me my opponent, i need it more than he want it/ round the corner runnin circles round these doughnuts -honestly he's on it/ - if i aint on it i'm off it, but that dont happen too often/ too many personas to fit'em all in a coffin/ spittin sick riddles it'll leave you inna a comma/ he got skittles and arizona jus let me put tha hoodie on'em/ now that'll be the death of'em- 2nd guessin him/ -u actin like a bitch: wear a dress like the rest of'em/ you aint impressin' him- i call'em mall cops/ damn u pulin out all the stops but didn't caused a jaw to drop/ how embarrassing- dont worry momma taught not to stare at things/ like she taught me not to swear and be mean/ or hit a stupid bitch that keeps glarin at me! but really how terrible could he be?/ prolly way to unbearable to see- thats why his white ass aint on ya tv screens/ jeeze i swear i been as bout as fair as i could be/ but they still aint feelin the inevitable/ wonder why they so scary like the vulgarity's so terrible/ its just a word. one of many used to wrinkle ya nerves/ so what if i pissed on ya shit or if i tinkled on you turds/ -all the same at the end of the day/ fending off an infinite amount of pretenders offending the way/ been inna maze- pent up inna cage, trapped like all my rage/ till i let it free- gotta let it breath

V1 life is like a song, write it down and move on/ ink dries faster than tears trust when i say you're not alone/ and that you never will be, how's it feel to feel me/ been tryin hard for 10 years and guarantee i'll still be/ tomorrow- and that means i'm quittin never/ cuz i'mma lay this track on wax and watch: its gon last forever!- /lord it better all tha shit i put in to it/ but ya get what you give so give it all just like i been doin!/ yeah let me INFLUENCE- ya ways/ - although i grow older with the days i become much wiser with age- so/ listen close as i attempt to propose a proposition to ya folks that may seem a bit atrocious at first but i hope/ ya hear me now - with everything you do there's always gonna be an hard way in- and an easy out/ i say we look in between and find a decent rout- keep doin what you love climbing up till u reach the mount! CHORUS jus keep on swimmin - opportunities unlimited in the infinite ocean we live in/ jus keep on swimmin- forget quittin, i'm in it to win it, never sittin out another ending/ jus keep on swimmin - opportunities unlimited in the infinite ocean we live in/ jus keep on swimmin- forget quittin, no matter what way the tide turns jus gotta keep swimmin! V2 we couldn't help it, no help from no other people/ evil how they deceive you until they see you at the Regal/ big screen status, but life's a movie clip./ grass is always greener cuz its fertilized with bull shit/ on the other side of tha fence- & every time i repent another sin presents itself again/ i'm like damn- how does any one get by wit out constantly feeling guilty 'bout the way they live their own life??/ but what's wrong & right? and whos to say what's the difference between them/ besides you and how you feel all alone at night/ you sleepin tight? or wide awake witta urge to fight?/ no particular person - just hurts to feel uncertain inside/ despite that u try as hard as u can/ seems like a endless battle that ya never, ever gonna win/ but i swear u can, defeat is all in ya head! yeah -let it go, let it flow like a riverbed.../ CHORUS jus keep on swimmin - opportunities unlimited in the infinite ocean we live in/ jus keep on swimmin- forget quittin, i'm in it to win it, never sittin out another ending/ jus keep on swimmin - opportunities unlimited in the infinite ocean we live in/ jus keep on swimmin- forget quittin, no matter what way the tide turns jus gotta keep swimmin! V3 keep rollin, i keep strolling along i'mma keep going and keep growin on every song/ you tell me reach for the sky, you preachin to the choir/ i'll stand on my hands and reach wit feet if it'll get me higher/ where i need to be -look hard don't disregard the warning signs: please don't feed the beast/ or keep talkin shit, give the animal a feast/ lucky me i'ma cannibal, eatin all meat/ sorry its a dog eat dog planet and like i said: i'm in it win it: man, u aint even seen the beginnin'/ so quit pretending matter of fact i'm a offended to think you thought i would do this for big spendin or bitch women's attention/ nah 'Sport', in fact: its way more than that/ to accomplish things you've only dreamed- i'm talkin super hero status/ that's why i chose this- doin the impossible gets my rocks harder than a hot chick runnin clothes-less

LYRICS: you never saw another mind as ill as mine/ awfully southern...im in tha fields like its pilgrim times/ "children of the corn" - or children on my lawn, music being forced upon'em -u don't wanna chew it then you swallow it in pill form - im pissin in ya face bitch does it feel warm? ya skills off and im still on - still goin fuck tha energizer bunny- beat his ass like he spent a lot of my money/ steal his rhyme but you could never steal his flow, thats like -steal his hoe, but she prolly wouldn't feel "it" though/ i lay a lil low, catch me if ya lucky/ tired of fake ass birds and lil rubber duckys/ dont fckin touch me, your fuckin crusty n musty, ya hussy/ u think im crazy well duh bitch, i fuckin must be/ tokin on that yucky, day dreamin bout some sucki sucki - till tha cops rush in and bust me./ they caught me red handed- no use prayin to the savior/ i just re-uped and the work is layin on tha table/ money in the drawer, alcohol pints in the car -talk about probable cause, goddamn it all/ im jus tryina get by, earn a dollar- live my life/ spare time gettin money all tha time on tha mic/ and time is runnin out, it's taken all i got/ work hard grindin gears like im on tha clock/ this is "all or not anything" fitted like im skinny jeans- plus i'm on point like im titty rings i aint worried 'bout you why you worried 'bout me? they wanna be me but it aint that easy to see me son/ underneath the "street light" till my niece shot it out wit a b b gun/ jeeze, how fckin simple could it be/ have a Christian on his knees just for thinkin he could step to me/ learn ya lesson good- one hitter quitter, i squash a little critter like welcome to my neck of tha woods/ expect the unexpected this flow that i wreck wit is easy to squeeze but hard to feed you like an anorexic/ you just can't except it, or maybe you just wont/ here try it wit a side salad and some Grey Poupon/ cuz you obviously aren't a carnivore- claim ya want beef but i caught ya eatin tofu at the corner store/ warning shots like i wanted war- but if ya really try to test me, best believe i'll leave ya on tha floor/ till then i'll be right here doin me! / no need to prove to you- this who i choose to be/ this aint a goofy movie, no tomfoolery/ till the day ya get the paper turn the page and read my eulogy/ "but ya gotta prove it P", whoa, chill -cool it G/ im not the greatest but im soon to be- soon as they make room for me/ at the top- or maybe they're not, maybe i gotta go crazy and force my way into a vacant spot/ take the rock, like basketball players and crack heads/ ask'em all later and they'll tell you what the facts is/ and what they really think- if ya blow, well they was always there; and if ya bomb, well then you really stink/ dog eat dog and its hard to get carried away/ but i aint worried bout you, why you worried bout me?/

whos the best MC you ever heard of? i'll pull'em outta their Bentley and kick'em to the curb like they're worthless/ like they aint servin a purpose- man i murder these earthings/ buncha freakin merchants: yearnin for that purchase/ "lyin" like a circus so i'm crackin the whip/ jacked that stack stashed in your Benz and your pad n pen/ you wont ever get'em back so don't ask me again/ in fact you'll get stabbed just for imagining them! you was relaxed in japan- lookin gayer than waxing a man/ while i was back in the pin- prolly for back smackin ya friend/ and smashing her in the back end/ "just pretend its pretend and move that maxi pad bouta half inch"/ i make mad sense but barley ever getta dollar/ notta - nothin - guess i inherited from my father/ is that the problem? prolly not but i got them- close to droppin the ball to the bottom/ and now i'm free falling but it aint over... it aint over till the fat lady sings or stays greedy and dies of diabetes, wearing skinny jeans/ and skinny rings on her, fingers so swoll/ the damn things didn't even budge when they rolled her off the commode/ you all suppose your so much iller than I/ but i swear to god thats not what i'm feelin inside/ its like - you all took eachothers advice and decided to sound the same/ and "aww, damn- he's here to kill the vibe"/ until his meal arrives, he'll conceal his illest rhymes/ don't let him loose unless you fuckers really feel it's wise!/ i sympathize! damage is what i'm trying to minimize/ give me time, i needa minute to improvise/ how sick am i? how ridiculous is it that i'm barely gettin by? please tell me, i'm dieing bro/ but until i die, believe me, i'm gonna know/ that each and every track i ever make is something unstoppable.

this here's a story- let me paint a portrait for you- little hommie sippin 40's, barely 20, call him little corey/ pretty poor but he gets by, gotta daughter so he tries/ like a pack of Orbit in his mouth, she forces out a smile/ but not this go around things are much worse now- hurts to feel cursed and so worthless & washed out/ lost in a forest of No Hope- cast out and tossed atta cross road -about 16 years old/ the worlds cold, we all know- but man, ya mom's supposed to be the closes fam' ya got/ but goddamn it she's not- forcing him to live off the streets- he gotta sell pot to make ends meet. dude needs a place to sleep/ plus a plate to eat on, spent the next few years livin in fear constantly jumped and gettin beat on/ like why keep goin?/ they insist treating him like a dog when he really more like a wolf in sheeps' clothin'/ and it's become a day to day thing- crazy the way they think he'll sit and take it- it kinda makes me/ laugh, but its been long enough, how could he be holding up?/ ask'em & he'll smile for a while and give a shoulder shrug/ no emotion, fuck a gold mask- dont ask, dont tell- if real recognize real then you should know that/ no holdin back tired of draggin his nut sack- this aint about taking what you want this is grabbin what you must have never quitting till ya topple ya hurdles and conquer the world every option is optional dont stop till you're buried or carried away by gold chariots fuck The Joker- i'm so serious put ya rear in gear and move ya derrieres no reason to be cold spirited and difficult like imperious emperors form the old period/ they kept sayin "the more the merrier"- now your all so delirious/ pt 2 commin soon stay tuned if your curious!

what up, parker from tha south, Cartman say i'm hella dope/ look far enough out and maybe see me through ya telescope/ you really want it bad enough well then ya better go/ get it and you better get it before he get ahead of you/ and once ya get it never let it go, and i aint talkin metaphors. bro, who you kiddin? i aint tellin jokes / rap is sick, i got the antidote - you can run and tell ya folks, how? word of mouth or you could mail a note/ any way you can to get my point across- join the cause- militias, my crowds rowdy and vicious like mardi gras/ we party hard g'lord he raw, leav'em bleeding on a bed of nails / ya mattress'll get flipped like the coin he tossed, call it- heads or tails/ i'm headed for hell if i don't fix all this- but i'm tired and restless/ if life's a game switch the cartridge- i'm tired of Tetris/ shit keeps pilling up- the time i got is not enough/ im inna rush bout to go Bush n blow ya island UP! diamond in a ruff patch- couldn't find my lines in ya rhyming book wit a looking glass.

lotta rappers actin like they aint a lot to write about - my pen and pages are here to save the day like i'm mighty mouse/ so, why you wining, whatchu cryin about?/ tell'em bring ya best rhymer out- i'll ring his bell quick like the timer's out/ Tha Flow's catchy, I aint Razi, i aint screamin or spazzin wit a maxi pad in my ass and tryina pass it as rappin/ in fact, speakin faggots who couldn't spit fire if they were half dragon/ i think i heard Street Lighter in the back braggin/ unless that was lil bug on my ear/ cuz that's about as big as your buzz is: here bud, try a beer/ that's right i'm here: str8 outcha mirror, ya fear's appeared/ steer clear - his evil stare will leave you scared for years/ & i know you thinkin: "au contraire - i'm so prepared! how dare you try to embarrass me, i don't think that's very fair, i mean, bitch! i can spit! better than the last kid/ that heard got signed and blew up off some wanna be dope nursery rhymes"/ but that's where the problem lies, cuz that aint sayin shit/ u cn be better than wayne, drake, and their whole gay click/ screamin "you aint toppin me, i'm da best- no stoppin me" like: buy one crock of shit get the second pot free/ but enough wit all the animosity/ JayKyle about to fly down to O town to hot box wit me/ ya we gonna live it it up, and that's trill enough/ hommies from Da Block (Productions) never did really give a fuck!/ guess momma tried her best, but i was raised left (not right)/ now i'm chasing after dreams instead of paychecks/ and that's no way to live- evading paying rent/ i hope its worth it cuz nothings certain until the end/ so i should prolly repent - i lie i fib/ i'm high as shit, figured i might as well spit till i die of it/ untill yall sayin goodbye to the guy that rips!/ if you aint hearin me by now switch to Verizon, bitch!

Intro: this is it, the end of imprisonment/ gotta fight for what you believe and i believe i'm tha [shhh]/ don't say it, don't gotta say it! you know it, quit playin!/ quit hoin, quit hatein! i'm so outta patience! i been waitin for my turn, now i'mma take it!/ i got what ya need if ya ask for it- on ya knees beg please like a crack whore-/ enter brains wit ease like Afghani trees -breed disease- japanese wit no mask on/ i'll smash doors inna fast porsche betta think hard or getta crash course/ bet i'm headed up like aliens- no greencard no passport/ Chorus: so close i can taste it smell it, so close that i think i feel it/ so close that its right in front of my face if i could just reach out and steal it/ one shot, its all you got- it's all you need when you scalding hot/ ballin or not: you talk a lot- better shut that shit like a toilet top/ yall never gonna take me out, bet yall really gonna hate me now/ forsake my sound but make no mistake yall never gonna break me down/ so close i can taste it smell it, so close that i think i feel it/ so close i swear i feel it, i feel it, i feel it, feel it V1: they sleepin while i'm creepin higher, my desire is to leave prior to my defeat so that means imma neva leave/ meet the sire - please admire- he conspires to speak fire even if he has to eat each of these lighters/ reachin higher my feet are wired to floor that means imma stand my ground against you greedy liars- oh yeah, he's a fighter/ survivor, try as you might, but you might end up another shit stain on a diaper/ little BUG stuck in the web of a spider smashed on tha windshield get the wiper/ swiper start swiping imma wipe clean tha rap regime- trust/ i don't mean to rush but i'm tired bein pushed and shoved around in tha back of tha bus- plus i could never muster/ up strength to back down- hush that noise like a mouse inna cat pound/ don't fuss dont pout don't doubt the abilities- hate to hate but your shine is killin me/ must be the real in me - or the ill in me - ya feelin me? if not hang tight like gorilla feet/ pop a pill or 3, relax imma be what i was built to be, until I D. - i. e. you gonna have to deal wit me -rare like chinchilla meat, who cares you can smell tha weed- feel tha beat, hell'll freeze and it'll be heaven on earth before I cease - sing to the melody [Chorus] V2: listen up, bout to fizzle up- is he? if he? don't he? won't he? hommie you could bet ya bottem buck!/ it takes 'lotta guts, breaks 'lotta nuts- equipped wit steal balls and if thats not enough/ jus ask where he from- bottom of tha boot- lake chuck so he cool wit tha kids from tha slums/ lead in ya guns? hope so cuz oh no here they come go head betta run! head for tha hills - yes it appears if ya lett'em in he'll take the game in less than a year/ mess with tha fierce and ya get tha bull wit tha big horns/ and tha bull dont play wit them fools at tha pig farm/ fuckin rodeo clowns couldnt dodge my shit storm.sit while I raise my temp feel it get warm in this bitch HOT like a kilo stay real low like lilo and stich/ fast pace, I'mma run till i'm done- last stretch of the last race- how it taste when my tape hit you in tha face? for once you aint gotta hate it or fake it, its great/ just face it, just say it, I deserve it- worked and i've earned it- my turn and its begun, servin hoes wit my serpent flow, i spit wit a split tongue/ come get some- am i a son of a gun or a son of a bitch? just pick one/ when is his run gonna be done? when i make it to the top like Fee Fi Fo Fum!/ and i'mma keep goin- keep flowin keep blowin up tha mic keep rollin up tha blunts tight!/ its like im inna gun fight wit a knife and a stunt bike - i cant win unless its done right! [Chorus]

soon as tha pen touches - adrenaline rushes/ ink busts out like it's been just as frustrated as us/ bad days like we all have - but that's just a small fraction of all tha problems i'm involved in/ and it's my cause that i fight for course why else would i fight lord? am i supposed to wish for whats in front of us all if we reach for it? and sure we all know it/ but suppose (stick with me, it's a long shot) we all show it/ and grow because of it/ but don't hold ya nose for that long, ya lungs, they aint that strong -imagine that- still smokin stogies and tokein tha glass bong/ spittin facts till my pen and pads gone and i'm missing somethin like goin back packin and packin the bag wronge/ so don't get mad if i sing you a sad song/ just bob ya head, vibe wit it and hope that it last half as long/ than the last track that you heard by some braggin rap nerd sayin "we fligh high - teridactle bird" tell me "why" - do they try to deceive us - its cuz we're dreamers and they know they must defeat us! tell me "why"- do we tend to believe it and eat what they feed us- umbilical to fetus... tell me "why" - do they try to deceive us - its cuz we're dreamers and they know they must defeat us! tell me "why"- do we tend to believe it? fuck what they feed us, they need us and look how they treat us! im mad, angry actually, they think the passion in my song is lame cuz it aint mainstream enough/ but i can't blame'em, fuck! i wont lie:/ i get tired of listenin to my own shit at most times- most times i'd rather die/ all it does is remind me of what was/ what coulda been, and what aint never gonna come/ like a bitch witta wide pussy, now i'm lookin dumb/ like you, ya style, ya puns, and whoever you took'em from/ ol' slum lookin bum- aint shit to a cop that'll book you for fun/ then release you right after u get ass raped cuz he don't feel like doin paper work on a fuckin saturday!/ sorry it had to happen that way- but this is the real world, no angels to save you from the "bad place"/ all you got is your health, you, yourself and I/ jus look around, easy to tell who's by ya side/ together we shall rise, "one small step atta time" - 'course even THAT's a step for mankind/

yo i'm rotten to tha core- (cant be) a bad seed/ johnny apple couldn't plant me- already mad deep/ i cold cock ya role model- hit'em full throttle/ wit gold bottles till the floor wobbles and his whole hotel topples/ colossal obstacles stand in front of my optical/ till i knock'em inna crock pot and melt'em like a popsicle/ grab ya binoculars so you can see me extra close/ quick- needa extra dose of morphine for my testicles- cuz/ the bigger they get the more damage inflicted upon'em/ just walkin in the lawn my balls get thorns stuck to the bottom/ ow... holy cows couldn't hold me down/ told my money hungry momma "ha! can't control me now!"/ eatin dinner wit Colin Powell at the Golden Coral/ till his old pal showed up and slapped the gold out his old mouth/ gimme sumthin to talk about somthin they aint flowin out thought i told ya they sound bout as square as a folded towel/ rectangles and all- strangled a broad at the mall wit her own bra/ then mangled the mall cops that were on call/ dont mean to diss but nobody shits stinkier than this/ if i piss on your ribs it's cuz i'm missin your tits/ hittin the splif, slittin my wrists- then we can fuck after/ The Cuss Master, disckust is a "must" factor/ sad but its true- hope what i do does not trouble you/ nah im lyin' hope it gets under you intrudin' through ya skin like a syringe when i'm not in public view/ alone in my own world wit my own rules see: it's not up to you/ and as it spins, i run amuck spot a troubled dude/ & this is how we do when we do HOTw!