Looking for your passion, man what happened to it?
Giving you one last chance, you don't have to do this
I put on the chef's hat
Stirring up the pot, Ri and I mastered movement
Add DZH, and we usher in a new era
Ain't no cappin' to this flow it's cocaine
I don't push the white, but are they addicted? absolutely
Ain't gotta reinvent the wheel, we just added to it
Now we cooking up their style behind the scenes like ratatouille
Look to him for answers, he don't have 'em do he
See you ain't no lone wolf, you just led your pack astray
This is more than just affirmation, let's just say they wrote an affidavit
You're so focused on the finer things you didn't notice what you had to pay
It seems that you ain't got the cash today
This road is where the weak end, are you left having a sadder day?
While every second I feel more blessed beyond when the penmanship activated
I ain't cop no baguettes in France, but know I'm dropping gems for more than bread
Those aren't my words I'm just sayin what the Lord has said
The Lord said to me "When you start, always be that humble guy"
But when come penmanship practice, make sure these rappers try
Try again, if you step to me
Respectfully, you stepping in leeches
The way they buggin' for feature or ethers
Either or
Give them less, so they could learn that less is more
They jumped ship, when I was certain to question what made 'em sure
Showed them how to trav- its Scott like a scissor like love galore
Got 'em zippin' up my lines past accords, they ask for more
You talking about these targets
These targets I'm hardly missing
My presence shows that I'm gifted
No Van Gogh, they gon' listen
Ran a mile for suckas who rarely showed me the distance
Always wylin' out, I show em how these Charlie Clips hit
Obstacles are in my optics, I promise to beat 'em easily
Sweet to me, Like you C&C
Moving like it's 3 of me
Super Saiyan showing you who tha problem is
'Cause I ain't shooting at my prime, I'm shooting like ain't no opp to miss
Transform into Iverson or Megatron then I pass the rock
Shootin' free throws like Kobe the way I'm bettin' shots
Going ballistic, hanging it over your head, you can't get past the Glock
And I'm on a mission, gave 'em a New Edition every time I dropped
Cool it down, I'm not just shooting rounds, the shells singing
I'll make sure you get home again safely like the bell's ringing
Ringing bells, going home Brodie, absolutely
And you can find us on the stove cookin' up like this is Ratatouille
Yeah