Tennis in Mirrors

I come alive in the night time
The moon does something for this dark mind
Mom love to see her son/sun shine, but you know
Niggas gone find shade when them lights blind
Fast pace and its weight on me
Even still no the world won't wait on me

So I'll take on 3, take on 4, take on ya'll
Bring it on I'll take on war
Hot as a Phoneix in Phoneix
I'm conceited you see they conceded
And whats the odds that you dudes beat us
Your bars strong as a new fetus, oww three
When I do my thing with tunes I sing
She want me to leave her buns with new icing

Cyphers more appealing that what you niggas been penning
I'm pushing up in the pussy, she praying I never finish
I'm pissing off people pastor
The nigga spitting the spirit, positioned outta they vision
They praying I run it, run it back

Cyphers more appealing that what you niggas been penning
I'm pushing up in the pussy, she praying I never finish
I'm pissing off people pastor
The nigga spitting the spirit, positioned outta they vision
They praying that they get near it

Pray to get you near it, positioned outta ya vision
My spirit spittin the spirit, bout nasty as pissing pastors
She pushing the pussy on me I'm praying she never finish
And still the cyphers more chilling than what you niggas been penning
I"M THE ONE....