Nothing Special
Is he a man or a myth?
I got that spectacular gift.. Gab with a quick wit.. Plus, I'm a mack with the chicks.
I come with that immaculate shit...
Treat liquor like clients - When in doubt, ask for the Fifth.
Back from a 12 month hiatus like… What, I’m the Greatest.
Drop some lines to silence haters. Catch the next flight to Vegas.
Game's over. In my wake, foes turn brain donors..
Y'all punchdrunk.. I stay sober n' takeover from the Range Rover.
While ya flow diminishes.. I hit the cynics with hope in images...
You're a clown. I've battled my own legend to closer finishes.
Ya took life's path's the wrong way...
I got dimes grabbin the prize package all day; Ya look like ya' might bag an hombre...
Take that right back to Broadway.. The mic has abandoned you.
You want realness?... Illah only lets you in cyphers to laugh at you.
The worst kind of faggot, dude - Blind.. with an attitude.
This is Scorsese fightin' the writers from Xanadu.
I'm on some.. Wall Street with a touch of Cali...
Upstate or from the valley.. In the City.. they're ALL up my alley.
In politickin, my verses are tens...
You're the Dean of this rap shit. Yell on stage once, never heard from again.
I got permanent Zen. Preach fire to reach higher ..
Greet fighters and street ciphers like a priest in East Rykers.
Take hits against me with a deep breath and a cold stare,
and treat the world's toughest tasks like they're any old dare...
You ain't jack shit on popular say..
You're light years beyond awful n' played.. Your shit's scoffed and displayed.
The only option's - To pray.. Else Im bombin' away.
Those with knowledge'd say ya moniker's synonymous to rockin it with Positive K..
See. Where other men choke... I stun the best folk..
So fuccin' fresh..Ya get broke with puns and stretched jokes.
Stop that whinin. The bitchin'. I know you're hyped.. but listen..
Even at your prime position, you lack the right conviction.
I've seen the blessed heights; The sights the Legends cite.
My lesson's flight spreads with each sentence typed in this internet device..
End men and men alike. Kings and peasant-types..
On quests to fight get swept aside with the slightest mental might.
I'm blessed with that competitive nature.
On the endless quest for the paper.. Won't settle for less than an acre.
I'm a perfect version of health.. steady workin for Self.
On a surge for the belt while I amass that personal wealth.
Tho I got a bit of a cold n' violent streak..
I bring that Nolan Ryan heat.. How else am I s'posed to try and eat?
I'm one step from teaching courses at Stanford...
I got the formula mastered... Many unfortunate actors have set course for disaster.
A man's defined by his actions... and I'm buying a mansion.
Your gargantuan wife's askin why you're the laughin' stock of society fashion.
I'm the best the mind can imagine..
... and it pains me to hear ya tirelessly yappin.. So, silence it.. Captain.
New York, New York
Make half a million? You ain't rockin a salary..
We pop models that would drop from exhaustion before they stop watchin' the calories..
Steady clockin' it hourly.. Piss us off.. it's fatality...
We got midtown covered.. The bankers set up shop in the Bowery.
We stay fightin' it out.. Steal words right from ya mouth..
Buy studios for prices you'd see on signs for a house.
Go to work in a suit.. Every day, search for the truth;
Repeating Gordon Gekko's famous words to the youth.
Greed is good. Don't believe me? Ask Oliver Stone...
We're locked in the zone. No need to bring a team -- We're each ballin alone.
We're Batman in Gotham. Fritz Lang in Metropolis;
The peak of evolution.. On some Big Bang to Apocalypse.
Gotta cop that fly paper from the tops of skyscrapers..
Short the market and make a killing selling stocks we'll buy later.
This is Empire state.. We run the entire place..
...they say when your dead's the best time to wait..
Noone fights fair.. Bring handshakes with a tight stare...
Rule the world from right there in a board room at the top of Times Square.
Ya know how they say a man's home is his castle?
...there are 12 million heads that roam the Big Apple...
Life is a focus on battles 'til you're leadin the war..
We bring that dope like them kids that deliver weed to your door.
Call in every type of food.. even alcohol too.
Roll with less than a G, we got no choice. We HAVE to mock you..
Bars never close.. We drink til we're ready to drop.
Pick up topnotch at every spot... They packed in ten to a block.
In this rugged land of underground heros..
We run shit from the Boogie Down to Queens to Park Slope to Ground Zero.
We make more in a week than you'd dream to see in a year..
There's no reason to fear.. Step aside. You don't need to be here.
You're soft. You KNOW you don't wanna test mine.
This is the Chairman of the Board.. signin' off 'til next time.
|