One of these days, Ima take over hiphop And give rap a breather, from all of the cliptalk The fetish for the chains and wristwatch, the bracelet And all the crap, that rapes my art and degrades it One of these days, Ima claim my spot When I do, Ill be regarded as the closest to Pac A true poet, the king of hiphop lives I dont need to pop clips, as long as I got spliffs Cause I spit that hotness, so nothing could stop Nick Ive Written a lot, bitch, so watch ya lips, dont talk shit I talk sick, so slick, you could swear I was taught this I scribble sciptures at a rate faster than prophets Ill take a break, when Im laid dead in a coffin Ill die a guy who never had his name on an office Who said to be hard, you had to grow in the projects I hustle everyday, but I dont hustle for objects Im someone that GodsBlessed, with tons on my chest Not trying to disrespect anyone, alone in my quest Im a simple man, I dont view a chain as success If I reach one person, this was worth the stress One of these days, Ima take over hiphop And give rap a breather, from all of the cliptalk The fetish for the chains and wristwatch, the bracelet And all the crap, that rapes my art and degrades it One of these days, Ima take over hiphop And give rap a breather, from all of the cliptalk The fetish for the chains and wristwatch, the bracelet And all the crap, that rapes my art and degrades it I wanna change the whole culture, a lofty statement But I think that the artsbeen lost in translation But one of these days, Ima recreate it And pause Ima wade through the hatred Escape it, and save this from turning to fake ish After that I wont need to get shot for greatness Its not about ya story, man, its how you relate it You could paint your own picture or trace it Im all about being unique, when I speak, cest le magique Cest magnifique, cest moi, Ngajuana. Je suis So sweet with my language and speech I will defeat Each and every obstacle, I can see, in front of me With an ease, thats unbelievable, its a breeze When Im unleashed on a beat, guaranteed I bring heat So put ya heads down, my steezll see you deceased Buy this cd, and Ill paint you a picture for free One of these days, Ima take over hiphop And give rap a breather, from all of the cliptalk The fetish for the chains and wristwatch, the bracelet And all the crap, that rapes my art and degrades it One of these days, Ima take over hiphop And give rap a breather, from all of the cliptalk The fetish for the chains and wristwatch, the bracelet And all the crap, that rapes my art and degrades it Im coming into my own, as an artist Ive grown, steadily Now Im doing shows, and repping my home, heavily If you consider yourself ahead of me, watch out Im fittin to explode, and turn the regulars to washouts So stick to what you talk about, see me, pull ya Glock out Im in a fight with hiphop, going for the knockout Gimmie my props now, Ill have the game locked down On pause yallll hand me the crown My lyrics are too deep, timing just too sweet Rhyming is on point, to murder a looped beat Im blowing up toute suite, Canadas crew chief And pause number two will pursue me And thats without clutchin on a mac or an uzi My vernaculars spectacular, attack me and youre losing I practice and I practice, so when threatened, I just mash em And pause Ill save rap from the ashes One of these days, Ima take over hiphop And give rap a breather, from all of the cliptalk The fetish for the chains and wristwatch, the bracelet And all the crap, that rapes my art and degrades it One of these days, Ima take over hiphop And give rap a breather, from all of the cliptalk The fetish for the chains and wristwatch, the bracelet And all the crap, that rapes my art and degrades it
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