another way
I'm a musical metaphor as soon as I walk through the door
like Andre the giant i stand tall
ever since I was a little boy I've been defiant
yet always reliant
like David to Goliath
one stone two stone three stone four
like Jermaine depree said back in the day
welcome to Atlanta where the Playas play
if you ain't about the grind
then stay outa my way
like an M1 locked cocked and ready to spray
I'm the most Ballin MC of the year
put the beats by Dre strait to ya ear
im on that new shit most other rappers
learn to fear
aunt Jemima been around for hella years
times up
your up hand on the mic time to steer this ship
for the new generation coming up on
this gangsta shit
with a pad and a pen
uncle Tom and uncle Ben
my lyrical mind is a master piece
I'm gonna get mine like a holiday
its time to feast
like the beast from the east
king me call me king James
when I be rocking the court
one dunk two dunks more
all I do is win like DJ Khaled said
I say it again Al Davis said it before just win
baby win but I win more
smooth as the other side of the pillow like
white on rice
blades on the rims tims on the trim
I'll put a boot in your ass
before I will sin
ten commandments hold me
while everyone tries to fold me
the feds can't role me despite what they
sold me
chorus
steady trying find my way
in the studio like every day
I know what I know
its all been lies to me
stab me defy me deciet me to your game
life about corruption today things ain't the same
I'm gonna get mine im about my game
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