THat Part [FateMix]

Chorus)[Fate]

You know I had to it, I just my got my..... head start/
You know I'm bout to be.. poppin... head start/
Looking back at my, competition... head start/
I'm bout to make it to the top..
Head Start, Head Start, Head Start...agghhh!....

Verse)[Fate]

Look where I'm at, where are you, you remember that/
Bout to have a spaz attack, I'm killing it, so watch my back/
Nevermind, I got my eyes, in my back, so I'm ready for, ugh.. a lethal attack/
Tac on the wall, shit, that's how I be seeing you, hammer with the mic, cuz your shit need a smack/
Honestly, damn dog, I ain't even feeling it, gotta head start to the game, imma villian bitch/
Knock your wig back, with my voice, call you krillin bitch/
Look how I be doing it, spitting exorcism, making head turns, like 360, all the time/
I ain't even at my prime, don't wanna transform yet, still got coins in my pocket, so I steadily drop dimes/
Oh shit, look at the time... you ain't started yet/
Jeez, look it how I'm, balling.. look it my connect/
Only getting bigger, dream of six figures, how I figure, that I figured, that I'm bout to the best, go figure/
Unstoppable, odd job, golden eye, call me by the nickname, nigga, call me punchline/
Sipping wine in the booth, like I'm classy, with the mic in my hand, shit... how could you outlast me/
Making threats with the fame, like I'm jay z, this the black album, why they try to change me/
Misbehave me, but the chains broke, so I'm slave free....

Chorus)[Fate]

You know I had to it, I just my got my..... head start/
You know I'm bout to be.. poppin... head start/
Looking back at my, competition... head start/
I'm bout to make it to the top..
Head Start, Head Start, Head Start...agghhh!....

Verse)[Fate]

I'm just painting out a scene, kicking good times, having dreams, living life like a fucking after party/
What is you saying, I'm all the way up, got you 6 levels down, shouting threats, you won't ever catch me, aggh, saying sorry/
See, it's my time to ride the wave, did you catch that/
Just dropped the tracklist, to the next mixtape, oh shit, what freaking tidal wave/
I'm just being a fool with it.... gave you a head start/
Can you coupe with the fact, that when I'm on the mic, flow be hitting like darts/
Oh shit, going off beat, that's my purpose, swerving on a intersection, tired of my own lane/
See, I just can't behave, switching flows through a song, like I can't find what to watch/
So shit, might as well watch me, watch the throne, bitch I'm coming, and I'm doing it alone/
Aggghhh, if I struggle, mind on another level, close my eyes, and produce about two clones/
Agghhh, shit I just can't stop, breaking out the box, honestly I haven't found where I fit yet/
Aggghhh, so I'll stay killing the mic, call me son of sam/
No 50 cent, this ain't Chris Brown feature, but got damn, I'm the man/
What my 3rd verse bout to be like, switch it up, that's my plan/
Show you I got multiple flows, no hoes, fuck that imma one woman type of man/
Shout out to my girl, for the hell of it, throwing bars, like I ain't even know what to talk about, but the beat came on, oh shit that's my jam....

Chorus)[Fate]

You know I had to it, I just my got my..... head start/
You know I'm bout to be.. poppin... head start/
Looking back at my, competition...

Talking*

Verse)[Fate]

Coming back, like I'm classy, pinky up/
Words coming out the mouth, like im sick, throwing up/
With a blank face, bitch, you can't see me, casper/
Imma no one, now I'm jafar, rubbing lamps, let my dreams come true, nothing but disasters/
Killing mics like a day job, how could I ever quit, with these lips, like it's golden/
I was chosen..  to run the game, put it in its place, sub zero, leave it frozen/
Stuck in place, to a time with the greats, having debates, bout who the best, like it's pokemon/
See I'm on, kicking pheromones, they just vibe to it, shit, they know what I'm on/
Like on another level, it's a rpg, I'm bout to go one hunnid, and you only sixty/
While you knee deep, in your own shit, cuz u spit shit, get the taste out your mouth, you little itch/
What I got, they be bugging like flies, so you know I had to swat, with the lyrics out the watch/
I never stop, keep going, like I'm running from the cops/
This a rock that I roll, my mouth a fucking guitar, hitting licks, like I do this in my sleep/
Counting sheep, cuz it's easy, do this in my dream and awake, all day, and I don't even feel heat..yet./
Maybe gotta head start, from the death threats, talking to myself in the past, you ain't even there yet..