Somehow The Rap Game Remind

I Broke Into Shakespeare's Tomb And Stole His Remains, Grinded The Bones, Smoked It, Then Got In The Game

All I Need Is One Mic One Beat, One Stage One Ni%$a Frontin' My Face On The Front Page Only If I Had One Gun, One Girl And One Crib One God To Show Me How To Do Things His Son Did.

True In The Game, As Long As Blood Is Blue In My Veins I Pour My Heineken Brew To My Deceased Crew On Memory Lane

I Sip The Dom P Watching Gandhi Til I'm Charged - Writing In My Book Of Rhymes, All The Words Past The Margin

When I Try To Sound Like The Contemporary Sound, It Never Turns Out That Way. That's Just Me.