[Intro]
Hmm, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Yeah, open up your mind
Turn my mic down, please
Even more, way down, yeah
[Verse 1]
Open up your mind, open up your mental
Most the shit that y'all worry 'bout ain't consequential
Peep the potential, what's really essential?
In your feelings, like a ventricle, that's a cavity
Don't get mad at me, floatin' like zero gravity
Not many real spitters left in this great academy
I hear my flows all in they flows, I take that shit as flattery
Spit with conviction, like I'm at the podium
Most of these people full of sodium, seein' you do what they can't
I float like a feather, they full of restraint
Far from a saint that paint, I go hard in, like James Harden
My words fall all over the beat like it's Autumn
I got 'em, runnin' in circles, I keep wildin', rappin' since a child
I'm writin' poetry and helpin' people that feel like they life is in a spiral
You write bullshit, hope it go viral, I've been driven, your shit is idle
I'm homicidal, word to the G.O.A.T. from the D
And every time you mention the D, you gotta mention Jay McNasty
Don't put it past me, I go crazy on these kick-ass beats
Record half an album, then do the show and my voice be raspy
Uh, that's all in one day, one way or another
We gon' need some rest on Sunday, Sunday, but knowin' me, probably not
Give a fuck if he hot, I be on the block
Testing MCs, like "What he got?"
Reincarnated Shakur, bitch, I feel like 3Pac
My beats knock, nah, reincarnated Shakur, I feel like 3Pac
My beats knock like Reebok, yeah, that's heavy kicks
So inspired, I'm always, always switch up the city list
I’m also admired, but I never let it go to my head
Like that boy Stacey with the MacBook
Killin' with Lenny, he got the Backwood, we rhymin', we rhymin'
We keep it flowin' on this timin', we timin'
Hmm, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Yeah, open up your mind
Turn my mic down, please
Even more, way down, yeah
[Verse 1]
Open up your mind, open up your mental
Most the shit that y'all worry 'bout ain't consequential
Peep the potential, what's really essential?
In your feelings, like a ventricle, that's a cavity
Don't get mad at me, floatin' like zero gravity
Not many real spitters left in this great academy
I hear my flows all in they flows, I take that shit as flattery
Spit with conviction, like I'm at the podium
Most of these people full of sodium, seein' you do what they can't
I float like a feather, they full of restraint
Far from a saint that paint, I go hard in, like James Harden
My words fall all over the beat like it's Autumn
I got 'em, runnin' in circles, I keep wildin', rappin' since a child
I'm writin' poetry and helpin' people that feel like they life is in a spiral
You write bullshit, hope it go viral, I've been driven, your shit is idle
I'm homicidal, word to the G.O.A.T. from the D
And every time you mention the D, you gotta mention Jay McNasty
Don't put it past me, I go crazy on these kick-ass beats
Record half an album, then do the show and my voice be raspy
Uh, that's all in one day, one way or another
We gon' need some rest on Sunday, Sunday, but knowin' me, probably not
Give a fuck if he hot, I be on the block
Testing MCs, like "What he got?"
Reincarnated Shakur, bitch, I feel like 3Pac
My beats knock, nah, reincarnated Shakur, I feel like 3Pac
My beats knock like Reebok, yeah, that's heavy kicks
So inspired, I'm always, always switch up the city list
I’m also admired, but I never let it go to my head
Like that boy Stacey with the MacBook
Killin' with Lenny, he got the Backwood, we rhymin', we rhymin'
We keep it flowin' on this timin', we timin'
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