lame and retarded, restraints the harshest
devoted to the rap game, a saint or martyr
been committin sins since i was a small larva
half a lifetime spent buildin foul karma
took some head shots, got my brains damaged
trained by savages, burned like lakes of laxatives
the first to make rappin an artistic science
servants surround me to lift up their heiness
gifted the highest, sick or the nicest
either one or both, you decide it
only a fool defiles it, the intelligent respect 
many attack, few defend it correct
stand up, speak out, few have the gall or the balls 
hands up reach out break down all of the walls 
if you let em youll get the rug under your toes
pulled out fast like kevin gross throws
youre gone in a blur, just a flash
here for the long term so fuck the cash
strive for skill, only the righetous will
shine still while ill phony likeness killed

restraints harsh like tourniquets tight 
hard to breathe but i can still learn from it like
kids on their first ride, learnin the bike
earn your stripes until they serve you right
remove the training wheels, chill out, play the field
let the words come to you and say it for real
never say 'yield', take your own route
gain your own clout till their brains blowed out
till they amazed, snow plow, run right over em
and if they wont budge, a gun or knife to coax em
the sun lights open, got the whole day ahead of ya
with 1 million ideas in the whole brain and head of ya
dont get perturbed, dont let em infer
that you ought to switch your style up for better or worse
cause its set in the words, forever as the world turns
so come at me wrong whenever to sever a nerve
restraints so harsh my rhymes make me claustorphobic
lactic acid built up cause the word play anaroebic
so damn tired but got to still keep goin
persevere against all odds, the real know it

