E.F. in dis bitch.....we bout 2 show niggas wut time it is

my life's a paradox, an oxymoron, contradictory
contrary to belief i'll pull out dis bitch wit a victory
lil niggas dissin me...yet i maintain lyrically........
i been shot before so heat don't put no fear in me
i've seen tha best and worst of times....people jeerin me
but i'm tha shit now cuz even tha deaf is hearin me
all you bitches talkin nonsense...i'm beyond that
i know u talkin bout me C.A.L.I but i aint even gotta respond back
i just....... get on tracks and i flow like a current
drop on my foes like a torrent....silly beef is recurrent
ol boy asked for a problem....now it seem's that he's got it
be honest..he's 2 poems away from comin outta tha closet
i aint got time for silly games you mindless mutt of a poet
cuz i'm a lyricist and niggas know it

fuck rappin at dis cat....i'm thru wit him
drop tha hook

What more can i say?
What more can i do?
I give this all to you
I know this much is true
My Life
(Look at my life)
(See what i see)



now my claim's specific .................
to maintain in this game of riches....lames and bitches
my brain's relentless cuz no one's explainin this shit
niggas thought shells lifted me but hell lives in me
a natural born fighter.... life not jail imprisons me
but it wasn't my turn to go.....God sent me back
i got a knack for comin back when niggas think i'm wacked
still i survive.......still i rise.....elevate above all
deviate from ya'll....over come and alleviate my downfalls
I'm still here niggas my survival tactics'll down yall
while i surround ya'll wit shit to lay you down-
for attemptin to end my life.....you'll get endless strife
now that i'm active.....i'm a menace right?ha
who wants at me come and kill me i'm dead anyway
i know niggas hate me...but hey what more can i say?

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