Lime Light

[Intro: aHs] Yeah La la la la la I'm just saying man, you know It ain't all about the money and the fame, you know what I'm saying? I do this for me Ey [Hook: aHs] I don't really care about the lime light I'm just trying to rhyme and keep my mind right So I'mma let my light shine bright Because we going to make it happen when the time is right I don't really care about the lime light I'm just trying to rhyme to keep my mind right So I'mma let my light shine bright, because we going to make it happen... [Verse 1: aHs] Start them at the finish line, kill them until it's dinner time Spin a rhyme then pray to this pole until you get a sign OK, it looks like Gemini, I wonder why, so many men be acting feminine I guess it ain't for me to say, I never let the beat delay I beat the brakes of any competition, check my resume Resume, you messing with the uber hypersensitive Defensitive, representative, forget the primitive Selling raps, you can bet I never had to pay for mine Been devastating way before they ever gave the paper lines I vaporize a mic and put you whack as a superlative Knowledge don't effect you, guess your system is impervious Look at people worry like "Superlative? Impervious? His wordiness is getting way too Keith Murray-ish" Nothing like another clown coming out the underground Think it's complicated? Homey, this is how I dumb it down: "Cuz" [Hook: aHs] [Verse 2: aHs] Someone shoot the DJ, me and two twins in a three-way Ey look, my posse is on E-Bay Call your friends, tell them it don't matter what we say AHS is the best thing since instant replay Stepping to me, play Boy I'll kick you in the chest so hard you'll talk high-pitched like Freeway And these days I'll put you in the grave to decay For delay, thinking that I'm raised to behave For he say, she say, here Let me specify, because I get mesmerized by the mess I never justify Sent to terrorize the rap game, until its terrified And once it's verified, I'll start a church like "Brother, testify" It ain't all about the Hip Hop loot I rock Timb's so the haters get to lick my boots (Lick them up) Peace to Highdro and Hip Hop Roots and put a hand up if you hate your job too Because... [Hook: aHs] [Verse 3: aHs] It's the intercontinental, lyrical individual Not to be taken literal if I spit at you I'm sneaky like a tennis shoe and I react like chemicals Cynical, clinically disfigure you from ten to two or maybe three Crazy me, shady like a baby tree in the land of Redwoods Good enough way to be, lately we try to move where ever the ladies be As if they were buffalo and we were the Cherokee Yeah, I needed therapy ever since I was just a fetus Just the sweetest little thing, on my Mama's chest Adidas on my little not developed feet And plus I throw it down, battle rapping overtook me spitting over ultrasound Roasting clowns, all them suck, something like them body snatchers Beating brothers brutally, leaving bone and body fractures Sorry rappers, I don't know why you even spit again But I'mma get you off the streets like Firestones and Michelin's cuz... [Hook: aHs 2x] [Outro]