The Next One Stat Quo (Ft. Eminem)

[Intro: Stat Quo]
Woo! Yeah!
Yeah, ease into it

[Chorus: Stat Quo]
I'm the next one, next one
Motherfuckers can't fuck with me, with me
Got a problem, shorty, come get me, get me
Nah, I ain't Dr. Dre, nah, I ain't Eminem or 50, dawg, I'm Stat

[Verse 1: Stat Quo]
As I think back, retract, from the classroom to the trap
Freida's only son had to hustle for scraps, it's hard to relax
When your wage minimum, being broke, fuck, with my adrenaline
Before Dre and Eminem, I was tryna get on, demo tapes, state to state
Performin' at clubs, doin' whatever it take, relyin' on faith
Hopin' my dreams take shape [?]
I would wait for these A&Rs say I ain't grind, bitch
Spendin' my last dime on this studio time, shit
A lot of folk told me I was stupid for tryin' this
Situation crucial, [?] home environment
Takin' pictures of me, it was ugly
The spot got hot, scene felt like curry
Had my vision blurry till Underground Atlanta
Hit the streets, me and Zeke put a plan together
Shorty, it's now or never, down to do whatever
You see the rainfall came, but I had to bare that weather
Look, your boy need cheddar, like a mil or better
I was fed up but the benefit was worth the effort