Rare

[Verse 1]
I'm out here trying to power up
Need a volunteer to light the sour up
You ain't nowhere near and you out of luck
All up in your ear like 'now what's up?'
Don't know how to take it when I spit weird
You said it's your year cuz, which year?
All that cough syrup in your cup
But your shit smeared
Now it's disappeared, man I pioneered
Man I volunteered, ye
Man I crash the vehicle to commandeer it, ye
Everything you hear
Man I engineered
Let me put it in the air
That's never cleared
Yeah I did it live
And I did it well
And I did some other shit that really didn't sell
But least I didn't end up in the prison cell
Waiting for the diner bell
I just came in wishing well
Pull rank
Or what you gotta pull the maybank
Soul jolting out the body with a yank
You are now rocking with the champ
From a grotty little camp
And he's only got himself to thank
Gotta put my stamp on this earth
Trying to anchor these words
While I do little a skank in the dirt
Push it till it cramps and it hurts
I got drank on my shirt
You're dealing with a wanker at work, ye

[Hook]
I did it on my ones
I dug it out the dirt
I put it in the air
I hustle for the funds
I had to make it work
I did it cos its rare
I did it on my ones
I dug it out the dirt
I put it in the air
I hustle for the funds
I had to make it work
I did it cos its rare

[Verse 2]
Undefeated cos I won't let it
But I ain't gonna cry if I don't get it
Fully gullified since '07
And my brains all fried
Tryna process it
Quarantine cos the flow spreading
In the field tryna deal with what's most pressing
Any time i turn it up there's no telling
So don't ever put my music on a low setting
Anything you want
Babe no stressing
Everything blessed
That's progressive
Dealing with a pro
My profession
We can do a fast or a slow session
Shit has been a mess but don't test me
I stick you in the boot like Joe Pesci
Anybody that I really know gets me
See me out in Acapulco on a jet ski
I don't think they get it
Man they never understand
Full independent
Now its getting out of hand
Cutting out the middleman
I tell 'em where they stand
I don't really wanna have to draw a diagram
Student under Suan-Yung tell 'em I'm a dan
Copying the boy
Damaging your diaphragm
Ever since a young man never had a plan
Happy days
Blowing up like Richie Cunningham
Nothing like the old me
Everyone agrees
Came to buckle everything and bring it to its knees
Life is full of empty promises and fuckeries
Proper little jobsworths doing all the deeds
Aiming for the stars then why'd you hit the trees?
Gotta keep my quas at 45 degrees
You can save your bars and your breeze
I ain't here to cater for your needs
Nah, no!

[Hook]
I did it on my ones
I dug it out the dirt
I put it in the air
I hustle for the funds
I had to make it work
I did it cos its rare
I did it on my ones
I dug it out the dirt
I put it in the air
I hustle for the funds
I had to make it work
I did it cos its rare