The Underdog

(Intro – x2) Here we go, here we go Here we, here we, here we go (Verse 1) Where do I start? Oh yeah, the park bench Listening to Com’ Sense How he used to love H.E.R. ‘til they fucked H.E.R. on some nonsense Mom spent years trying to raise me as a doctor or a lawyer But I opted for the all-you-can-eat buffets and rap pages Outrageous, majors signing rhyming niggas who don’t rhyme amazing They was not the underdog, I’m the underdog Some of y’all was in awe, but I wasn’t in awe – I saw they flaws Close my eyes like I’m Daddy Kane scripting Raw Spit the authentic from jaw because I was in the dirt when it hurt, put in work with my niggas Remember G, Lebron and the twins holding triggers Oh it was, real trying to get a name Still tryin’ to chase the fame, make a lane, cop a acre, take the game Back from the undeserved, give it to the brother R Underground ‘til I’m under dirt, underdog (Chorus) Here we go, here we go Here we, here we, here we go All of my days, the praise, the accolades Homecoming parades alluding me Give it up for a true MC R-E-K-S (What?!) The greatest rapper no one heard about The greatest rapper no one heard about The greatest rapper no one heard about Murder motherfuckers off of word-of-mouth (Verse 2) Yo, you see all my of life I’ve been considered as the worst Lying to my momma, even stealing out her purse Even worse I was, birthed in dirt, immersed and rotten Best believe Corey was a problem Travelled them street designs tryin’ to find a sign to read World mine, murdered line for line at shows, climbed to those Boston elite polls but universally nobody heard of me The pulse (?) of me, told me I was born to be BIG, Nas, Jay, debated, stated, I’m gassed, ego inflated Made it my mission to silence ‘em, deaf, blind And I’m not aided by a proper ear, what they hear from the radio See from the video, Waka Flocka, silly flow Underdog, killin’ those silicone fakers I do this for the DJ, do it for the breakers Take it from the undeserved, give it to the brother R Underground ‘til I’m under dirt, underdog (Verse 3) See I believe in impossible dreams I float on wings, I’m a dream catcher, mean rapper Swing batter swing For the fences, join me on adventures Senses/census (?) tell me I’m a sentence away from the pay The dollars and the cents is in our sight I ignite revolution, evolution on the mic Preparation for the hype, I am not scared of heights I am not scared of flying, no pouting, no crying No coward in the lion, no doubting my climbing ‘Til the skies give me mo’ like two letters beside “n” I am him, the one, so say goodnight to them On Cloud 9 with pen, again, phlegm flung fluid find friend, and Speak of the blend (?), give audio orgasm, the passion to Him Upstairs, yup we’re coming upon the end Underground, under dirt, underdog