Rappin cuz he got som to say

It’s all he do now, ha

Doom on the chain on his chest
Every breath he take like glue to the
Temple example of the mental game playin chess,

Put em in, check

Next step he, take, the best,
No underestimatin qibo


Huh !

Sold out CDs, of EPs,
I sold my time my skill my knowledge
Acknowledged by the hot

Himself


N i tell no one so they treat me like they think they know me im bluffin nothin else

Dont think, bad of qibo




(news broadcaster qibo)




Start it off, a, shout out,
Nicky J


Now that that’s, outta the way

Play the beat ?
Play it


Ion know what to say


Shi ill be okay


We gonna die, today




Maybe it’s, the, way that i talk

Maybe it’s ?


The way i lock, in
Maybe thas, jus the way i been,
Enemy of the people uncom, fortable
In they own, skin

Ion get it

I really don’t

I mean i get it to be mad at me, bein undefeated n shit


But to betray me n you, n us ?
For what

For broke, trust ?



In the past


I was always picked, last


I wasn’t fast, i wasn’t popular, in the class
I wasn’t answerin, to myself


But i ain’t ever wore a mask

N thas the one, thing, separated me

N if a muthafucka try to bring up my past,

N for whatever reason it could be


Blast, em, make em bleed

Cuz ion tolerate thieves,

Feedin offa dirt at my feet,
I roll em up in my weed,
I take a flow of my tea,
I take a deep, breath
I take a flicker of heat,
I de, capitate em weak,
I breathe, in the souls of the greedy,
N i lead em to death,
Heh