G1

[Verse 1: Madrox]
Grew up on the mic for your entertainment
Some credibility while others try to claim it
Told me that I wouldn't be without manipulation
That's the devil in the mix trying to test my patience
Closing the door on any more ill arrangement
Couldn't be my pride only thing left sacred
Everything else seem prime for the taking
Rather be a plus sign in an ill equation
Yea, in search of a better life I been
Just hand over hand straight climbing
Trying to be greater than situations I'm in
No matter if competitors designed them
No matter if I'm in front or behind them
Hope I shine so bright that I blind them
Hope the ill shit they say about me
Keeps them playing every one of my songs on repeat

[Verse 2: James Garcia]
Play them on repeat then rewind them
'Til they realize I'm the illest one rhyming
Snuff 'em with my lyrical like I was Ivan
And bury motherfuckers where the lord can't find them
Six feet deep no I don't sleep
Got a lot to say but when I show up oh they don't speak (Shh)
No doubt shut his mouth cuz they know me
And my dogs running both sides of the whole street (Streets)
J-G-Y-Dub Mister O-T-3-0-3 boy you know the gang
Enemies'll be a fan on the lowkey
Rock they mouthpiece 'til they go insane
Bass knockin' 'til they head bobbin' 'til they neck throbbin'
Don't stop until they shoulder lean
It's no shocker I'm the show stopper
It ain't near nada motherfucka that's as cold as me