| Breathe, Stretch, Shake |
[Jun. 14th, 2006|08:45 pm] |
You know I had to come with a rhyme so cold...
I could snatch these niggas chains...they still be froze.
You wouldn't believe the variety....
Of the niggas with whom I roll.
I know this one...he be tappin' ass like it's morse code.
Every other night, new woman in his humble abode.
My other homey, he stay in br33z3-mode.
The cat drop poems like Swizz with beats.
But he stay real...he can still be king of these streets.
More on myself...Detroit is the city I rep.
All the way up to my death.
But I ain't leavin here yet...
I gots more work to do, mos def.
I'm humble, and yet, I'm great.
I'm worth more than my weight.
I can't believe I was ever cleanin' people plates.
My potential is untapped...
Like Dwayne Wade before Shaq.
Oh, that reminds me...
Dallas, Detroit is on the way.
Pistons in 7...sorry to the county of Dade.
Anyways...back to what I was sayin.
You thought I was braggin, but I ain't playin'.
You could put me up there...
Nas, Jada, Luda...
Lyrically, I can be George Forman, or Zab Zudah.
Maybe even a Tyson of the rap game.
But never Ali...too much greatness before I came.
B.I.G., P-U-N. Jam Master Jay...makin' some heavenly spins.
The don is probably Pac...that flow was hot.
Big Proof...R.I.P....Detroit, forget him not.
I look up in the sky and wonder about your demise.
But even with the way you went out...
I know you got some wings, no doubt.
And let's not forget...my future wifey.
That queen of Killeen...you wanna hate, then come fight me.
I love only one more than D-e-e.
You know who it is, the untouchable G-O-D.
I gotta give him praise, cuz he watchin' out for my peeps.
My grandpa just had a triple by-pass, he already want more eats.
Yes, I stay blessed...in love with a goddess.
Talented, came this far, and won't regress.
Even with all this stress....most of my life is a mess...
But that's ok...I remain the greatness.
Here's the jewel...whatever I can see, I can be.
I saw these streets...became a o-g.
I saw hip-hop...became a MC.
Now I'm seein' myself...this a new C-H-E.
Be blessed...
This started out as a free-style over Mase's 'Breathe Stretch Shake', but as I usually do, I eventually went off the beat and just did my own damn thing. |
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