Isnt She

[Verse 1: Tommy Faucets] Creating concepts On top of a conscience Knocked unconscious Flow so monstrous Just on top of it Word play is the name of the game I got these beast tamed Like a ring master Brain washing minds like a pastor But do you know I'm a suburban bastard Can't grow any faster Full of the laughter And I'll slaughter any man Who thinks they can compete With a bunch of elites But I much further than the top eight Most of y'all niggas are used for bate But I'm the nigga that opens up the gate 10th Street is only welcomed Most of these rappers I have to help them But they are unreachable My flow is unreachable Now I'mma unleash the beast on the beat And you know that nigga is from the street 10th street [Verse 2: Tommy Faucets] They said I would always be underground But I know y'all never heard this type of sound So you might as well hand over the crown Fuck starting as a prince I'm your royal highness And I got y'all blinded with this golden flow Fuck a silver you already know That aim for the first spot Even if I’m at the top You still have to battle But I'll just rattle and blow up their mind Like a land mine But I hate the way y'all walk But I like the way y'all talk Cause I don’t appreciate the stupid shit y'all say I have to go through this every day And its stressing me out And depressing me out Did you notice all the grays in my head Well now instead I'm going to ignore all the hate I just finish what’s on plate And keep it moving