TO BE OR NAH

(v1)
My oh my, where do I begin?
If I do wrong, then where do I end?
Can we do it all again? Take it from the top?
If I write a rhyme, it is hot? If I write a song, will it flop?

If I make a beat, will it pop?
Bump me in the East, will it knock?
See me in the street, will they not?
Tell me I'm a beast, with a lock on the streets
Like the Neighborhood Watch?

Spend a lot of time on the clock
Not as much time as I'll spend in a box
So I'll take shots at the Number One Spot
Some of them might get it, some of them might not

Mic stay hot to the touch when I rock on the cut
I'm a monster to most, but a ghost to the lot
Cut it close to the tie, got your throat in a knot
Smoke till I'm gone, i'll be gone when I drop

(Chorus)
You can't knock me down / But you can try
You can tell me how / Now tell me why
I feel so, restless and crazy
And oh, my mind is hazy
I don't, realize my lady
Is gone till I fly

(v2)
To be or not to be, that is the question
I think therefore I am a Legend
24/7, 365
Parents advised discretion

With thoughts like mine, empires fall
You should know these walls only up for protection
World on guard, gottem all on the edge
On the balls of their feet, barely balance the tension

Raising the heat, I can leap any second
Fall to the street and be home by eleven
Do an interview with KP on the SESSION
Laugh when he asks if it's passion or an obsession

The point I'm at, there's no difference
A thin line between madness and brilliance
So before I succumb to my illness
I'mma keep it real and make sure that ya'll feel this

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(v3)
Immersed in the rhythm I commission a concept
But conscious is constantly concerned with the content
Don't think I'm coerced by the comments
All I know is not to speak without the context

Situations get complex
When XXL rappers think they on, but they all necks
I'm hard to copy so they hard pressed
Tried to crop me out the picture but I ain't the one to harvest

Hollow men know best
Hunt for our treasure for no hearts in their own chests
Cold eyes in their old heads
Broke tongues yelling CODE RED, CODE RED

You never seen a squad like us, regardless
I'mma leave these mics crushed, a carcass
But what lurks in the shadows of an artist
Cloak and dagger as I stagger in the darkness

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