Back Down Freestyle

[Intro]: Yeah. And we still feedin' the streets. Eastside Long Beach. Crooked I. Yeah niggas. Y'all make sure y'all look out for my last mixtape of the year. Coming out some time in April. Or May. Check me out though [Verse]: I got 99 problems but a rapper ain't one Cause even after 52 this young cat ain't done Still sharpen my skills when that day come Fuck a mic, when I'm comin' rappers grab they guns I rip shop bitch please You see my series unify gangsta rappers and hip hop MC's I show fans of Talib Kweli that they can be a fan of me Now I see Faces in the crowd, I'm rockin' the young youth Back packers and car jackers all under one roof With they hands in the air, it's only one truth Gotta rock a slug proof vest in the booth Just in case my silver bullet words ricochet off the wall I'm a werewolf, an animal I'm takin' it all I can dive off any skyscraper that's tall Have you soft niggas at the bottom breakin' my fall I'm a live wire nutso with somethin' to prove Mix that with the fact that I got nothin' to lose Even a slam dunk champ wouldn't jump in my shoes I ain't no overnight nigga I paid a couple of dues or more Yeah, no nuts no glory I don't give a fuck, I'm so clutch I go Horry Game on the line, so what, go for me You thought I would lose? No luck, wrong story Every single day, Crooked probably on his cheese Sly Stone watch lookin' Rocky on his sleeve Yeah, a couple niggas tried to rob me for the freeze They all come up shorter than a jockey on his knees Nah, I ain't Superman I ain't Clark Kent Just an average nigga ridin' behind dark tints (Where you at?) Park the Benz, sit on a park bench And I think about the days I didn't have a darn cent Cause Hollywood ass A&R's are unusual Squares Didn't know when the music was rare Had the corner office, yeah the view was beautiful there But their job was like musical chairs GET YOUR ASS UP Fire that dude, swear to God his ears are bad Overlookin' talent for years it's sad All he could hear was a fad Three cheers for the lad, when his career disappears I'm glad Blame all of y'all for retarded MC's Why I gotta dumb down for fans smarter than me? Even though I rap like I got a Harvard degree I guess literary genius is harder to see in me Than in Shakespeare Is it because I keep guns under the bape gear? (Yeah) Or cause I ain't queer? (Yup) I think it's cause it's cause I'm sayin' shit that them snakes fear Until a nigga got a grey beard I wonder will this country ever see tomorrow If we leave it up to bitches like Geraldine Ferraro Governor Spitzer your fuckin' dime's on my dime Spent my tax money being Client Number 9 I want a refund from that political wussy Either that or Kristin owe us taxpayers some pussy GIVE UP THE CAT BEEOTCH! Yeah, look how I target the U.S The end of my series is like the start of the new west Yes, it's like the start of a new quest Stay tuned, watch what this artist gon' do next