Afterlife

Yo its me the rap gods prophecy
Holding down the underground blind
With no one to help see
I am me, me is CB
But without a message i ain't what I'm supposed to be
I was sent down by them greats
The pac, the pun, big e and proof
They spat their flames and were fire proof
But when it comes to bullets ain't nobody's bulletproof
But ima hold my opinion and ima hold the truth
You're hating coz i ain't part of this mumble youth
Ill spill the truth i dont care
I'm like the white pac and the slim e
I'm here to destroy raps
Not cloud the scene like a chimney
Me and these beats chemistry
So ill spill them after im dead
Laying with that flat line pulse on my deathbed
But that's the afterlife
And after life
Ill still spew words causing lyrical fights
Ill have 10 apologies made to me coz i was fucking right
Now when you sign the trinity
Think of me
I signed a waver to be a part of the three
Now its the name of dre, the proof, and Cb too
Say our disciples names in veins well smite you through
Lyrical produced abilities
That ain't a pun neither is that joke
Well make you freeze on the stage like your name was rabbit and you choked
But i ain't gonna be serious with that bar that was jokes
Because in rabbits story he got backup
If you annotate some of these bars you brain will be marked
Around 8 mile away from us stars
And dont try to start well pull up the mac tribute to miller
And leave you dead like a zombie tribute to thriller
This is the afterlife
And i could die with this fight
But ill be like Yoda
Coz when im gone
Like i told ya
I've already trained an army got my soldiers
Im defibrillator reviving this culture
Where we only had to worry what we told ya
Instead of bullets flying like a chopper
Being hold up
But the people holding up that chopper
Are the critics that tried to stop you
You gotta replace that glass with bulletproof
Raps
So now when they take shots you can laugh
But when they dig up you're past
It dont matter
In a chopper you dint gotta look back
This is the afterlife
And after mine
Ima be watching you
So channel my spirit like your em im proof
And were rapping on best friends
The whole world could die but think about it, it ain't an end
Coz the galaxy won't start to pretend
It died too
So who's to say after our last breath or few
That's the physical end dome and through
Coz motherfucker this is the afterlife