THA HIjAQ – 4

Verse 1
To be a giant of the flow you need to know where all your armor's weak...
You best a take a seat to peep the lessons that I teach...
I'm seeking out the doe and I was told to let the records leak...
Cats move the words fast when I'm cranking the heat...
Warriors can turn to rats when they twisting the facts so verify the little stats that you wrote on your sheet...
I stand tall when I ball trynna get magnifique...
And get stronger when I fall if the falls more steep...
Fall further I murder yall always been meek...
Perhaps the illest type of tracks that are keeping a streak...
Are passed last to the mass by the cheeks chewing the street true it unique...
I'm banking on the richest raps doin' this and that taking my keep...
You better creep now I'm asteroid rhyming bout to shake the concrete...
I'm money at the mouth I don't be talking cheap...
So forget the chit chat let's get back to the beat...
I speak a language mated in my lines its something called deep...
Now I'm tape mangling your whole crews haggling about the best babbling freak...
Un -Untwine the tangling snakes start unraveling to shackle your feet...
Then your nothing but a failure on the verge of defeat...
I'll check out what you shopping but I need a receipt...
People say my talk taste sweet... (MMM)
But I'm still NAS-TY...
See I'm a grammar kind of geek...
I got Hip Hop here to start flexing on your fleet...
Your bank account's on a diet bout to get real petite...
I'll shape you up like Kanye the rhyme say you obsolete...
And maybe one day soon you could join the elite...

Hook:
It's high time fine living
Success stay Driven...
Down for my homies...
Down for my women...
Down for the giving...
But this time around I'm greedy for the getting...(X2)

Verse 2:
Quotes here this year time to get it ill yeah...
Ha... Its my turn to burn the heat will make your body squirm...
Now its your turn to learn from genies in the urn...
Without a wish thou you dead beats get dismissed thou don't bring a pistol cuz I frisk flow dead you with your own mix thou...
I make hits bro...
So yeah the shots do blow and I ain't never miss hoe...
No reward without a risk thou and I ain't really concerned...
I write right homie so the righteous earn...
I'm a success like yes the brain child's returned...
I bust like just like Skeet-Skeet's of sperm...
Impregnate your brain tissue but without the germ...
And you can judge with a grudge before the courts adjourned...
The sentence of a menace said to never pay penance got the BOOT like Venice...
So all your petty dissed really mean they fictitious...
I am what I say so stay the hell up out my business...
I think big to stay big my time could never finish...
I talk where my pen is fixing mouths like a dentist...
Then I talk to my cerebellum winnings what I tell him...
Mix tape popping till them gems start selling...
Got pens behind bars and I ain't caught one felon...
This is what I'm tellin' when the crowd stop yellin'...
Catch me on an instant replay...
To tell the truth most of yall suck to this day now that's a cliché...
I'm talking main stream glamor gleam who can't do what we say...
I weave a lyrical lay brighter than the sun's ray...
Time to mainline my line to align the Feng Shui...
The timing of my grinding man its so grade A...
Cook it up like buffet...
I only mack tracks that pack a must play...
So step the hell back if you moving in my way...
Before you free loading rapper's all get tucked away...

Hook:
It's high time fine living
Success stay Driven...
Down for my homies...
Down for my women...
Down for the giving...
But this time around I'm greedy for the getting...(X2)