This Is Me

[Verse 1: Laws] Riffs like the ken bay, that’s what them say Word like ken day to live like senkay As the world turns, feeling like I’m on a segue way Leader of the new crew, someone tell S.K If you ain’t showing love now, then it’s just hate I don’t wanna do this show, kick rocks fuck face Hammer out the stages for the love so long But my nuts so long, then my love’s all gone You could write my music off if it weren’t so strong And it’s slowing down my journey but it just hold on Shoulda got it when you had it when the getting was good What it is-is so great, they forgetting you good Make another guy nuts fall, you still sub-par Funny style on the radio, think you Russ Parr Acting like I won a Grammy on my interviews My recognition due, this is just an interlude [Hook] Y’all weak, what I do up on the beat Probably get me one of three, this is me So if you got ‘em so cheap, got ‘em coming every week Thinking what I’m gon’ be, this is me If this don’t muse ‘em, if this don’t move ‘em I don’t know what will, I don’t know what will If this don’t muse ‘em, if this don’t move ‘em I don’t know what will, I don’t know what will [Verse 2: Laws] See, I used to pray for it till I became God I became Laws, that’s one in the same ‘Cause if you study my name, if you spend enough time I’m coming of age, you know I’m nothing to tame I should be up in the cave with Hannibal as my neighbor But I’m so deranged, he be asking me for some favors Like Laws, how Clarisse giving you nude shots? You got so many songs that they thinking you 2Pac Ready to new shots that dropping in the streets I can hear your sweat trickling down ‘cause you weak And the beat’s so killed, they’d be happy to sign And they trying to cover Laws with hazardous signs Take Slim, Take Mos, put ‘em back in they prime Wonder if my mother had some kind of magic vagine ‘Cause I was stuck trying to keep back crackers happy with mine Then I became all of my favorite rappers combined Like Day-Day, Pum Pack, I ain’t ever going to stop Get in the middle of Florida, that’s where the bugs stop Three stacks, G rap, hold up, he’s back Friday night, gotta cop Jimmie’s in a three pack Redman, face Nas, get up out my face God I’m about to black out, prison let me back out What I go in for? Running in the pen full One of said I’m ten good, that’s a whole ten full [Hook]