I be that stage n*gga
I don't know how to age, n*gga
I'm the first cat to put the pen to the page, n*gga
I'm the key to the cage n*gga
That brown and beige n*gga
I'm the off-the-chain, I'm the off the chain meat-rack meter and gauge n*gga engage n*gga
I'm that top n*gga
Walk through your hood with a bop, n*gga
No drop n*gga
But I hang out and run from the cop, n*gga
Hip-hop, n*gga!
I used to run with yo pop, n*gga
Yo, I thought I told you that I won't stop, n*gga
The mic n*gga
MCing's like riding a bike n*gga
I'm the beige Timbaland and the white air Nike n*gga
I'm the rhyme n*gga
The "let's go back into time" n*gga
The prime n*gga!
That always keeping my dime n*gga
I'm the sixth n*gga
I'd rather flip flows than bricks n*gga
I shoulda been long gone, but I'm still in the mix, n*gga!
I'm the live n*gga
Always last to arrive n*gga
I'm the Cross Bronx-westside-FDR Drive n*gga
I'm that hood n*gga
I smoke that good wood, n*gga
You could never f*ck with
But wish that you could, n*gga
I'm that damn n*gga
That "f*ck you and your man" n*gga
That "get yo punk ass in the back of the van" n*gga
I'm that sweet n*gga
That never off-beat n*gga
That circle and a slash on cold mics
Heat, n*gga!
I'm that cool n*gga
Ran my whole high school n*gga
And you don't want to ever challenge me to a duel, n*gga
I'm that proud n*gga
That stand out in the crowd n*gga
The "go where most of yall n*ggas ain't allowed" n*gga
I'm that smart n*gga
Always first to start n*gga
I think with my head, but I feel with my heart, n*gga!