Verse 1:
Yo
Sometimes I wonder what's my purpose in living
Can't see the future but I wish that God would send me a vision
Got all these paths I could take but don't wanna follow tradition
I'm feeling stuck but I guess I better play my position
Starting to wonder: is being a rapper really my mission?
Or is it more of a hobby? I just can't make the decision
Then I remember: to be crowned the greatest is my ambition
And I ain't gonna stop spittin' till I got my recognition
Verse 2:
But who am I? I'm just a white boy from the suburbs
Who had a nice upbringing and didn't come from the gutters
Most people probably thinking "He ain't a rapper for real"
Maybe they right, cuz I don't fit the stereotypical bill
Of what a rapper is, but for me that's ideal
Cuz being generic to me, man, that shit just don't appeal
You pay attention to my words and you can hear that they real
I speak the truth I know the people can feel
Verse 3:
So anybody wanna test my authenticity, bring it
These little rappers wanna be me but they can't so they wing it
But they fresh out of luck, cuz with the skills I exhibit
I make em' realize that they don't got this shit in their spirit
I'm on my way to the top, on a first class ticket
And any challenge I face, I'm gonna break past my limits
If any other rapper wants to battle me I dismiss it
If you ain't close to my level then you should know you won't win it
Deliver punchlines like Bruce Lee, you know that I kick it
Get a taste of my wordplay you gon' feel like you been hit
Mumble rappers in my way I make em jump out the window
Thought you was king but I make you go from hero to zero
My rhymes are sick, giving all these other rappers the symptoms
Leave you thinking you don't really wanna battle with him though
Still a young'un so you know my reputation, it will grow
I'm only just getting started, this was only the intro
Damn
Yo
Sometimes I wonder what's my purpose in living
Can't see the future but I wish that God would send me a vision
Got all these paths I could take but don't wanna follow tradition
I'm feeling stuck but I guess I better play my position
Starting to wonder: is being a rapper really my mission?
Or is it more of a hobby? I just can't make the decision
Then I remember: to be crowned the greatest is my ambition
And I ain't gonna stop spittin' till I got my recognition
Verse 2:
But who am I? I'm just a white boy from the suburbs
Who had a nice upbringing and didn't come from the gutters
Most people probably thinking "He ain't a rapper for real"
Maybe they right, cuz I don't fit the stereotypical bill
Of what a rapper is, but for me that's ideal
Cuz being generic to me, man, that shit just don't appeal
You pay attention to my words and you can hear that they real
I speak the truth I know the people can feel
Verse 3:
So anybody wanna test my authenticity, bring it
These little rappers wanna be me but they can't so they wing it
But they fresh out of luck, cuz with the skills I exhibit
I make em' realize that they don't got this shit in their spirit
I'm on my way to the top, on a first class ticket
And any challenge I face, I'm gonna break past my limits
If any other rapper wants to battle me I dismiss it
If you ain't close to my level then you should know you won't win it
Deliver punchlines like Bruce Lee, you know that I kick it
Get a taste of my wordplay you gon' feel like you been hit
Mumble rappers in my way I make em jump out the window
Thought you was king but I make you go from hero to zero
My rhymes are sick, giving all these other rappers the symptoms
Leave you thinking you don't really wanna battle with him though
Still a young'un so you know my reputation, it will grow
I'm only just getting started, this was only the intro
Damn
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