Dark Night Records

Lyrics

VERSE

I'm a rare breed rapper with a rock star attitude/
who practice the martial arts, ready to damage you/
but I don't go lookin' for beef, I do the opposite/
you can find me at the studio droppin' hits/
always got something to spit, look bitch/
I'm more vicious on the mic than I am with a hook kick/
I know my purpose, I know what I stand for/
and I'm-a get mine, you better go in and grab yours/
or somebody else will, so don't let it happen/
cuz he who thinks life is a joke isn't laughin’/
you gotta be a warrior mentally, physically/
I'm so raw even my enemies are feelin' me/
you never in your life heard nobody like me/
I graduated from school with a rhyming degree/
but I switched my major, started tryin' the beats/
now I'm a one man army and life is a breeze/


HOOK

All my real emcees in the house 2nite/
keep doin' what you do, launch a counterstrike/
against every non-believer who doubts you tight/
it's time for us to shine by puttin' out their lights/


VERSE

Man, I love the music,/
that's why I do it so fluent/
I'm a beast in my natural habitat movin'/
I can't work a 9-5 the rest of my life/
I'd rather go across the muthafuckin' neck with a knife/
end it all right now, cuz what's the point?/
how 'bout I just sit on my ass and puff a joint/
get drunk by myself, smack my broke hoe?/
you'd like that wouldn't you? but that's a no-no/
you probably wanna see me go bananas-loco/
paranoid out my mind, gettin' harassed by popo/
but I'm too old to get caught up in that shit/
a little to young to settle down and have kids/
I wanna be able to give 'em what they deserve in life/
goin' for the gold and the platinum certified/
I'm tryin' to retire by the age of thirty five/
have a party in my honor and hang my jersey high/


HOOK

All my real emcees in the house 2nite/
keep doin' what you do, launch a counterstrike/
against every non-believer who doubts you tight/
it's time for us to shine by puttin' out their lights/


VERSE

Drivin' down the highway, speakers bumpin'/
in an '02 Accord, no need for frontin'/
just rehearsing a rhyme, sippin' tea or something/
don't worry about the tracks, man I keeps 'em comin'/
there's so many talented emcees without a deal/
and so many emcees without a clue how they feel/
tryin' to be that rapper in the video/
steppin' out the car to the bar with a pretty hoe/
you ain't nothin' if you can't be yourself/
and you stuck in a fantasy world beyond needing help/
I'd rather drop something that might inspire you/
than take you out the game because I'm sick and tired of you/
there's too much drama in the rap game anyways/
for me to add to it by tryin' to make enemies/
so I'm-a just ride off approaching the sunset/
you ain't heard nothin', I ain't close to done yet/


HOOK

All my real emcees in the house 2nite/
keep doin' what you do, launch a counterstrike/
against every non-believer who doubts you tight/
it's time for us to shine by puttin' out their lights/

And the band keeps playing on...