“Back Off”

Why people always wanna hate// ain’t too quick to congratulate// never givin’ you props// when you the first steppin’ up to the plate// changin’ the game not for worse, but for better// the only thing they in it for is the glamour and cheddar// but when you the thing that’s in// now they tryin’ to be your friend// and now they respect what you and what you spit// now they like a lil’ kid// latched on to your hip// but they too scared to think for themselves cause they know they’ll sit on the shelf and collect dust// while you doin’ your thing and showin’ everybody whats up//

Back up off me (off)// u ain’t right// just do your own thing and live your own life// you’ll never be like me// you’ll never achieve glory// cuz u too scared to spread your wings and be a man// yeah//

My rhymes iz ill like a hospital patient// and u just mad cuz u settin’ round waiting// waiting for your chance to make a name in the game// but as long as I’m here// you won’t be seein’ none of dat// yeah// yo chance of blowin’ is like Anna Nicole fittin’ in a size 2 // you know what I’m sayin’// it ain’t happenin’// give it up playboy//


Chorus 2X

I’m like a Randy Johnson fastball comin’ a hundred and three// u like Fernando Vina sayin’ “Looky here it’s mini me.”// got enuff ice to fill a refrigerator// got enuff whips to whoop yo baby-sitter//

Chorus

reppin’ for tha Midwest all tha way// I’m out// ONE//