0 to 100/ The Catch Up (Freeverse)

[Verse 1] An ill spitter, rhymes are never dealt quicker Cuz the message more important than a quick deliver I give these shots to your liver like a shot of liquor Before I throw you in a bag and send you up the river I'm ill, the common cold ain't got shit on me When I chill my competition, nigga, c'est la vie That's the way that I was taught, running in these streets It's Do or Die, but the latter's not an option, B I came up in this game just to show up punks Who thought that they were gods when they were really monks These niggas thought they were dope, but that shit's debunked That ship is sunk, these rappers failed, I call that a flunk Ain't no person out here Wanna listen to those ABCs you got in your ear So just do it like a ghost, and disappear Before I cross these streams and turn you into smears [Bridge] Zero to one hundred, nigga Leave you bitches frozen like the tundra, nigga I got these bars in abundance, nigga Just in case you was wondering [Verse 2] I never needed anybody for me to figure out What I gotta do to get my momma out From this roach infested hole that we living in And put her in a two-floor house Big yard for your big garden Pardon your boy, his mind's a little more hardened Poverty be playing me like an Etch-A-Sketch Our life savings almost out from this dry stretch A straight face, no worries, that's the mask I wear To hide the look I have, that is of despair My head is in the air, I don't know what to do To get my money up and cut these bills in two The people keep telling me I should look for God But what does God know about working hard? All powerful with the smarts to boot... But I'll bet he's never held a job... Young