[Verse 1] I talk about the real, seperate the fakeness Fools gold has everybody out here chasin While these rappers betray, who they wanna be Drug cartels are who these heads emulate Lightning, lightning in a bottle I capture the mind while most heads say ? role model Because thats what I got from my mom I try to influence the youth, so I write these songs Heads coming no money, order fame Youre a waste, a disgrace, to this rap industry Damn, that really hits the heart I could respond with war, Id rather not start Heads take shots, you fall apart And question everything, and why did you ever start Determination to be better than them Man, their not even worth a piece of my breath, Gunniz [Hook] Music for the people And all that strive to be equals Separate yourself, from all the clones Be original, independent is always cool Music for the people And all that strive to be equals Separate yourself, from all the clones Be original, independent is always cool [Verse 2] Still a ways to go, in my raps yet When people ask, I say Im no where near the best Because, Im a real artist I strive with my craft even when times are the hardest Many rappers nowadays, hop on the mic and first thing they talk about is getting laid Paid, and all of that I bet you wouldnt bring that content to your mom so she could realm in that Lightning will strike So hard, if I indulge in anything that I hear through these songs Minaj, Im tired of her music Everything she does is always so foolish But, Ill never hate She brings in the income that allows her to celebrate One day well make a change, and help the generations to come state their names [Hook]
strive, lightning, clone, independent, separate