SiNCE 1997

Dojo master call me sensei
Nighas like this are rare
Go super sayain like anima
Throw a blast with a blare
You heard like comprenda
It’s what I declared
Don’t mess up or make a mistake
Can’t let it happen don’t even dare
Was actin hard nah don’t be afraid
Spark in my eyes made it flare
When I pull up all mascaraed
Ain’t nobody gonna be spared
You was jus actin all bold and brave
But you neither here or there
Send em a message like it’s relay
Talkin bout the turtle and the hare
With some scary nighas but scared nighas I can’t relate
Look the other way when I give em a glare
REAL nighas with me they will never betray
Always rockin no matter what without a care
Females addicted they won’t ever go away
Tell em I’m leavin they askin me where
Actin like someone you not so cliche
I can see crystal clear
Send the pack thru EBay
So easy it ain’t even fair
Ain’t no refunds or rebate
Warning beware
They do what I say
Always alert always aware
Keep a meal for my plate
Relaxed in my chair
Taken it day by day
How I live it I swear
Gettin it together, remind myself not to stray
Imma keep it all square
I stay on point no buffer never delayed
Fresh without any ware
Blessed ever since 1997 in May
I’m feelin like the mayor
Juggin, Money, and Music what I crave
They come by the pair
Only up like a stalagmite inna cave
Climbin to the top of the stairs
Do good but sometimes can’t behave
Sometimes I can’t even bare
This my story it’s what I gave
Tellin it how Imma share
💯 till I rest in my grave
Only RNS, that’s real nigha shit, on everything I swear
My ppls been in the fields but were workin as slaves
Truth I be spittin, no competition don’t even dare
Unique with my distinctaul ethics, laws with rules in my enclave
Discreet under cave when I write these verses, be levels and layers in my lair
Pathways are trails that are meant to be paved
I be selfish with shits don’t be wantin to share
Hade with the vertices, under the world, in my spirit Imma god like I’m hades
In my throne relaxin with my royal snare
Gettin sweet money, when I stack my cake
Can’t acknowledge your presence learned from the past got left at the gate
Mendin relations that needed fixed handyman when I repair
No patience but Imma have to sit here and wait
Made of glass lookin right thru you when I stare
No reel or hook but, I’m catchin with this bait
I’m the Dover to y’all’s Delaware
Captain of the capital time to variate
The spot be 448 feelin like the prince, on my street Bellaire
On Bellaire, high floatin in the air, royalty Gooph be the aire