(1st Verse)
Since tha age of thirteen I've been livin' a dream,
Writin' flows so dope y'all wouldn't expect it be me,
Doin' my thing on tha mic everytime I recite,
You would have to think twice b'fo' you thought it was nice,
I'm just ill wit' tha skill and I'll get'cha man,
Prophecize my words hit'cha like tha Wu-Tang Clan,
I used to listen to B.I.G. and study on Pac,
Both were livin' gods 'til they both got shot,
My addiction only grew wit' tha years that followed,
On street corners eatin' emcees hearts wit' just one swallow,
From tha north to tha south cats know wha' I'm about,
Just burn me once kid I'ma call you out,
I'm hip hop's chosen son, (Knaledg1)
And my style's to hot to hold like tha sun,
Illmatic wit' my habit when spittin' tha static,
Attack so rapid you might as well call me an addict,
'Cuz I love tha way my rhymes cause so much confliction,
That tha only way I'll leave is if I give up my addiction.

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