Kicks To The Hat

[Verse One]: This the same old grizzly Make doe then lay low and pray that the jakes won't frisk me Grindin' That's why I stay so busy Knew that if I keep it real then these fakes gon' diss me I ain't mad I just take it in stride In fact, it's just inflatin' my pride If you ain't doin' shit then the hate don't apply That's why I open up shop like, "You break it you buy." I write a verse in three minutes and tell you to keep the change Come back from a smoke break, I'm in the booth breathin' flames My flows too flammable, a whole new animal Open a new ProTools channel, let the old school channel through Move back, new school act, who's that? Move back and let my whole crew trample you (Fail) You ain't doing what I been Watch these haters turn pale as soon as I walk in like [Hook]: Fresh And that's how I feel So I won't let it ride if they doubt my skill I'm too fresh From the kicks to the hats To the attitude as soon as I spit on a track I'm fresh And that's somethin' that you ain't been I'm in front of the oven with an apron It's crack You either love it or you hatin' But I don't give a fuck either way I'm too fresh