My mic on?
Check.. One..


They say when you feel trapped,
you got two choices.. you can
either break down, or you can break through..


Some said that I don't grind,
I'll never be Multi, the reason that I'm on,

is cause of my close ties you know what then you're right,
yeah nigha you're right,
I ain't gone argue witcha cause that'll take all night..

Ya'll lookin' for a fight,
my raw's given voice sight(?),
I took the Bar Exam and I'm colder than Coors Light,

Chrisette I'm the new L, I told em do tell,
he said that the ladies love me and I'm gonna do well


Don't mean to be rude, well but I'm gonna do sell,
find me I'ma do me, get it pumpin' like Crewels(?),
seeing through all the smoke, y'all still take me for a joke,

this gotta be the realest that I spit outta all the flow.
I give you the real me, no image and acting,
and I'm way ahead of y'all, so I'm speakin in mast tense,

y'all didn't think this would come to full wishin',
I try'da told ya, but y'all didn't listen..


Y'all was just dissin', and hatin' on a Nigha from the sideline,
try to past me by like they did false eye(?)
but still my first flight left a Tom Mack, buy my CD