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Somebody told me that the only way that I can make it is if I lead
Cause I can never follow, it's the day before tomorrow
That's the only thing that I see
And I can't stop until I reach the top
I know that's where I'll be
My heart and my mind
It's all in with the flow and the rhyme
And the days I did crime
And I swear in time
You'll feel my world so cold
You'll hear, you'll see, you'll know
You'll know it comes from my
You'll know it comes from my
You'll know it comes from my
You'll know it comes from my soul
My heart, my mind, my goals
My dream, my story, I told
My life, my times, my flow, my rhymes
My music is from my soul
I heard somebody say I hate rap music
Cause all we talk about is our guns and our cars
And our money and our broads
And how wack dudes be
And how nice we are
And how much stuff we sold
And how we so damn hard
And we throwing up signs and we stay repping our squads
Or we rap y'all to death just spitting a thousand bars
And we tell you we're the best
How we might buy out the bar
We exaggerate, it's aggravating
This is from my heart
I got a flow that is purer than God
These dudes flowing like security guards
And I ain't dissing your job
But when I do this there's a different motivation
There's diseases going 'round
Fuck a record in rotation
There's people that be taking life for granted
They complacent
And there's rappers with no talent kicking verses in my face
But if you look at them and look at me
My shit is high def
For me to like they shit I'd have to be high and deaf
My heart, my mind, my goals
My dream, my story, I told
My life, my times, my flow, my rhymes
My music is from my soul
See, I got songs telling people that I'm better than the best
Am I the reason that you hate rap music?
I say yes, I'm a pistol promoter
Hustle powder and soda for a dollar
Right after college someone should've been told you
That I was coming, coming with something
So moving music that touches your soul
So crazy like the birth of a son
From the Earth to the Sun is the distance between
Me and these clowns that's flowing
Y'all call 'em up and coming
I call 'em down and going
I'm the difference between doubting and knowing
Believing and seeing
I've been broke but never been broken
You hate rap gods, rap dudes
Hippity hip bop, shoot, clap, and spit shots
When will this shit stop? God
I'm such a part of it, it sickens me, I'm weak
I mean for real, I got a fucking stomach ache as we speak
And I think I feel a fever
You hate it, shotta, why don't you leave?
I can't go, I can't chill
It's my temperature, get it? I'm too hot
I'm New York, new B.I.G., new Pac, new Kane, new
Nah, new Shy, old dog, new tricks
New flows, new kicks, every day a new chick
You sick, I know, I told you I'm sweating my health
It's getting worse cause I'm sweating myself
I should write these rhymes on tablets like commandments
In Hebrew language cause y'all don't understand it anyway
My heart, my mind, my goals
My dream, my story, I told
My life, my times, my flow, my rhymes
My music is from my soul
My soul, my soul, my soul, my soul
My soul, my soul, my soul, my soul