[Verse 1: Pusha T]
It's like watching my whole life flash in front of me
Knowing I am one of the
Best whoever done it, as a writer shuns it
Them niggas young MC, while I Big Pun it
Trying to revisit that impact when Big done it
Or when Pac did it, even when Nas won it
I Daddy Kane over the tracks, them niggas King Sun it
I'm from the era when BET had team summit
Now the watch is like a hell date to turn my stomach
This high level of artistry's a part of me
I'm bored by so called peers, y'all have to pardon me
Graffiti beat street, write my life for all to see
You take a bite and leave the rest I remind you of Lee
Do your history, if you can't reminisce with me
You connect the parallels and recognize what gift it be
It's not a mystery, no more second guessing him
At this point you ain't got to question who I'm better than
[Verse 2: Ab-Liva]
Food on the table, when it's not
I move that lean, keep them fiends up and down the block
It's my routine, seventeen, though the block is hot
I'm coming cool with my tool, knocking of my rocks
Long story short, I done made it through some shit
That has got lots of niggas laid in view
What I say to dudes, wake up from that snooze
Before that nigga dead on the news in the View
I done slept in cribs with grenades, crazy weapons
Pushed cars with more drugs than Rite Aid and EPIC
Across state lines, without my squad
Just to get paid, laid it all on the line
Now I thank God, there ain't nothing else
That kept a nigga free or turn him back into dust
You know how many niggas I done buried
Niggas ask for cheddar too
Wishing they were free on the bricks to make a better move
Pull some four hundred months, some got forever
Trade everything you treasure for some nice weather
Or some good pussy, a kiss from a whore, a trip to the store
Wake up young boy
It's like watching my whole life flash in front of me
Knowing I am one of the
Best whoever done it, as a writer shuns it
Them niggas young MC, while I Big Pun it
Trying to revisit that impact when Big done it
Or when Pac did it, even when Nas won it
I Daddy Kane over the tracks, them niggas King Sun it
I'm from the era when BET had team summit
Now the watch is like a hell date to turn my stomach
This high level of artistry's a part of me
I'm bored by so called peers, y'all have to pardon me
Graffiti beat street, write my life for all to see
You take a bite and leave the rest I remind you of Lee
Do your history, if you can't reminisce with me
You connect the parallels and recognize what gift it be
It's not a mystery, no more second guessing him
At this point you ain't got to question who I'm better than
[Verse 2: Ab-Liva]
Food on the table, when it's not
I move that lean, keep them fiends up and down the block
It's my routine, seventeen, though the block is hot
I'm coming cool with my tool, knocking of my rocks
Long story short, I done made it through some shit
That has got lots of niggas laid in view
What I say to dudes, wake up from that snooze
Before that nigga dead on the news in the View
I done slept in cribs with grenades, crazy weapons
Pushed cars with more drugs than Rite Aid and EPIC
Across state lines, without my squad
Just to get paid, laid it all on the line
Now I thank God, there ain't nothing else
That kept a nigga free or turn him back into dust
You know how many niggas I done buried
Niggas ask for cheddar too
Wishing they were free on the bricks to make a better move
Pull some four hundred months, some got forever
Trade everything you treasure for some nice weather
Or some good pussy, a kiss from a whore, a trip to the store
Wake up young boy
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