i've been waiting for some time
patiently off to the side
letting so-and-so get their shine and move along
for me, it made sense to abide
to the unspoken, besides
i'm an understanding guy, but don't get me wrong:
i've seen plenty that decide they simply cannot survive
without a bit of the limelight, the shit gets old
can't comprehend it's finite
and though it's been a bitchin' ride
i say it's in their best interest to just get off
while they fit the mold
it'll get to the point where the mold'll shift
and they just can't grip that thought
we go for broke - won't see us being sold or bought
nuh uh
ain't no motherfxxker
with a chip on their shoulder gonna
stop what i put into motion, oh no no, it's mine now

when you do good
people will accuse you of having ulterior motives
green on the inside like fried okra
sly joker, no i-
don’t trespass on private property
i just get the game like the poacher
king cobra to you chickens in a box
lay your eggs
then look over your picket fence and watch
a behemoth of a man
you test dummy
i test genius, understand
you hard headed, then I beat it in yo’ head
and i beat it till it’s red
bustin’ up yo’ thick skull
it hit for nuthin’
but to a glutton
give me something just to shoot off on an impulse
i been told i’m in-co-herent
when i speak amongst the parish
hear the power in my larynx