world

I know what I'm worth , a diamond in gods dirt

I can't call it, the beats make me falling asleep I keep falling, but never falling six feet deep

Whether cruising in a Sikh's cab or Montero Jeep

Suede Timbs on my feets makes my cipher complete

Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets

react like I'm facing time like "Pappy" Mason, with pens I'm embracing

The mind activation, react like I'm facing time like

The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe

The thief's theme - play me at night, they won't act right

Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with

To hold the mic I'm throbbing, mechanical movement

Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin

I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged

I'm fuckin' this industry hard

I look at the game and see porn there

You look at my hat and see thorns there

I'm lookin' to be the god MC

Dominicans wish that I was born there

Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D

Brooklyn go hard