Cornerboy

I'mma click clack with the performance I know I stick that Nick knack, patty wack, where the bakers in the industry at? I'm bankin' all my hopes on my gat, my vocal chords be the backup Spittin' crack in cadillacs, I'm Brak with a couple stacks broken off That loud pack, 'bout six of us, we talkin' shit, better out that before the cops come Mastery like Picassas, Basquiats and my papa Think I'm gon' fail but never, not a thing is goin' on in that category Waterfalls in Calgary got me pannin' open, that's for the better story Wet the berry blunt, the ignorance burn better for it I'm like big shot Robert Horry, you niggas can not ignore me I'm a lorry goin' full speed, with ease, I'm a bully but leave the leeway Rest in peace to my nigga Capital Steez, hopin' I see him one day Dream that I can dream, 'cuz this insomnia's a muthafucka You better know I bring the ruckus, tell these suckas shut the fuck up Before I give these punks a fuckin' concussion Preliminaries weighted on my mind is fuckin' immaculate Flow emasculates like the estrogen in some of these packaged drugs I know you lackin', you a thug, but you not complete Yeah nigga, you not elite, killin' tracks and you deceased Yet I leave in peace, I'm a walkin' contradiction, I'm a nigga Word to the Last Poets as I'm flowin' with perfect diction I'm sippin' the Elixir of Life so I can take a pen and make a stitch in to history editions I'm just hopin' that you listen, 'cuz my last concern's my place in the game and fittin' in You must be shittin' him that's your considerations, I'll take it Wonderin' if I can rule the world if I am Haitian, Toussaint I'm 'bout to make it out here the long way, as I wait for labels to call me You niggas poorly, you think I'm not gonna blow the fuck up