Across da World Tha God Fahim (Ft. JuJu Gotti)

[Intro: Tha God Fahim]
Uh, I don't care what you got to say about me, man
Fuck these niggas, man, y'know
Uh, check it
I don't want nothin' to do with these niggas
Yo, uh
Check it;

[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
I got people takin' trips just to see me
I got people supportin' me, coppin' my CD
I remember when I used to roam the city, giving freebies
Tryna get the word heard, sometimes I wish I had a genie
So I could wish all these demons to free me
Can't turn my back on my people, they need me
Can't skip a beat, no influence from TV
I let the ink bleed 'cause this life isn't easy
I had to get my concentration back
I had to speak to conspicuous fact
Had to relax, reach my peak, a nigga gotta slay tracks
Every rhyme is like a battle with MACs
With no plaques, I spit it pure as aloe vera plants
Bitches shake they ass, askin' me to dance
Pullin' on my plans, got the dick strong like Lance
But beware of the Glock in my pants
It's no safety, can't no rap nigga replace me
Been bankin' off of Bandcamp funds, my niggas lace me
My people look out for me
They believe in me—I'm killing MCs like Kenny