Practice

Be with you right in a second...

Ripping you apart tight reckoned I'll be back with you in a second

And come back for seconds, gripping my hair right God's beckoned

Me to stop drop, comeback king no second chance yeah right

 

Now about time to introduce myself

Intrude my self belief how about I'm bout to rhyme

sickest shit hit it since it's bin' nineteen ninety-seven I've been

Driving my mind's sick tic toc ain't no clock mind's grinding, riding

My patience, nonsensefully patient, now I'm the patient fully

Unconscious this rap better happen to free me from the sea

That seems to drive me to see to be an MC can't see no way

Out I'm trapped rapping ain't no way to free me, feel free

To save me, all the rave in just a few years, give way

Cause I gave it my grave and my blood and my spit and

My motherfucking crud stuck in a rut since I've first came to be