Nothing Like It Beanie Sigel

[Intro]
I'm just
I'm just a picture
A picture in a frame
I paint word pictures on the canvas of life
I don't control the colors
It's nothing like it

[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm ten steps ahead of niggas, that shit scary
Sometimes I feel ahead of myself
I hear this voice in the back of my mind
Like, "Mack, maintain, just grind, dog, better yourself"
So what I do? I take heed and pick up the pace
Can't explain it when I pick up my son and look at my face
I'm like a black rose growin' in the concrete crackin' the pavement
There that voice go again, "Mack, practice for greatness
Get paid for them immaculate statements"
Keep thinkin' of them hot lines, like a psychic, I can't explain it
There's no pen when I write it, it's nothin' like it

[Interlude]
Goddamn, what you want from me?
What you want me to tell you, huh?
Niggas thought that I would stutter, huh? Thought I was dumb, alright