living in a world thats unrealistic and if ur wonderin is it
then come over & visit & u'll see y im on this pissed shit
workin up a resoloution one step beneath our eveloution
leading our own newest reveloution with the conclusion
i was brought up near radioactive waste & aiir pollution
there aint a drug i aint usin hell....r.v can be an illusion
sick of all these softies wit piles of song files and smiles
im doper than 9 8 Miles now watch every1 switch styles
and now i just found my own style switched it with beef
now im standing back wit dope rhymes and gritted teeth
i used 2 sit down hit shit up & leave till i couldnt breathe
half of ur open mics aint even bitten it just ghost written
sometimes i think i can put dopper shit out without spittin
i've always been in this and everytime i just sit & reminisce
wonderin if im meant 2 be dope or just dope by coincidence
u couldnt even diss me if you came at me with a bitten diss
i think Rapverse is stuck wit a wack curse not like it matters
u'll just keep shittin on eachother like ya'll have bad bladders