Hot beat, ain't sayin shyt as usual.
@ dude throwing up his fist like wayne is actually sayin something.
he was responding to his haters and doubters the whole damn song
niccas like you hate to hate
"Stop... hatin on a nikka
That is a weak emotion, the lady of a nikka"
"Stop... analyzing criticizing
You should realize what I am and start epitomizing"
"And you don't have to pick me to win the title fight
But I'm gone wear that championship belt so tight
And if I'm wrong, there is no right
And if I'm wrong, there is Snow White...
I'm tryna be polite
But you bytches in my hair like the fukkin PO-LICE
And my flow is rare, these other rappers nice
These other rappers bark, some of em' even bite
But I'm much more bright, I give the game sight
So before you dim the light you just might... might... wanna"
"Don't believe in me, don't believe me
I graduated from hungry and made it to greedy
My flow is like pasta, take it and eat it
But I'm gone need cheese if I'm bakin' the ziti"
this nikka used to be sooooooooooooooooo HOT