True Hustlin' Click - Lyrical Mastermind (feat. One& Only Quija & King Real) Lyrics

Yeah, it's the One&Only, Quija
Questioned Until I Justify Anything
Shots out to the Stone Zone Beat team

Failure was never an option since the beginning my spot was locked in
I don't see action from y'all too often all that I'm hearing is y'all n*****s Talking
I should change my name to Monster striking fear in the heart of any Emcee
You could be seven foot & I can be three & still you'll never intimidate me
Lyrical mastermind I dare any n***** to cross this path of mine
When it comes to these raps of mine these n*****s be getting offended Half the time
But it ain't my fault if the shoe fits, I ain't trying to brag or show off
I ain't cocky but it's a fact that you n*****s can't stop me when I go off
You think you the king of the city & wondering why we all laughing at You
You think you be thugging just cause you rap about it & your skin is full Of tattoos
Claiming you got heart then you prove to be sweeter than pop tarts
Y'all ain't even as intimidating as that overweight mall cop Paul Blart
Y'all jumping the gun like false starts u need to watch your lane
Me & you are about as similar as golf & a hockey game
Two different playing fields, no I do not have a major deal
But still it ain't gonna stop me from aiming to kill these n*****s that ain't For real

I'm a lyrical mastermind but still I be running the streets & I pack a nine
Spitting out classic rhymes & murdering other emcees to pass the time
We ain't n the same league your skills set ain't even half of mine
I'm raising the bar so far up they decline 2 do a verse after mine
I'm a lyrical mastermind but still I be running the streets & I pack a nine
Spitting out classic rhymes & murdering other emcees to pass the time
We ain't n the same league your skills set ain't even half of mine
I'm raising the bar so far up they decline 2 do a verse after mine

King Real & I been that, masterminding this whole game
Quija with me we kin black addict the fans like cocaine
Flow crazy i'm insane, King Real & I won't change
Microphone is my weapon n***** all the haters in gun range
Watch lanes, aim & shoot center mass on that punk boy
D-CO is my city n***** microphone is my blowtorch
Heat them up & I burn it down, homies with me from Orange Mound
Homies with me from Watts, Compton & Englewood & we wear crowns
All kings, start to popping off shots ring, I been doing my d*** thing
Contemplating my next move in that d*** ring
Don't sing, I ain't drunk & no pretty boy in my blood stream
Cow chains, that's what you do, my paper long & has no strings
King Real, back boy y'all haters ready, I'm on the scene
Shottin out to that P-A-T, Bun B, Pimp C
R.I.P. we miss you dog, never be the same without you dog
Never be the same when shifting bars
Bumping UGK in that pretty car, yeah yeah

I'm a lyrical mastermind but still I be running the streets & I pack a nine
Spitting out classic rhymes & murdering other emcees to pass the time
We ain't n the same league your skills set ain't even half of mine
I'm raising the bar so far up they decline 2 do a verse after mine
I'm a lyrical mastermind but still I be running the streets & I pack a nine
Spitting out classic rhymes & murdering other emcees to pass the time
We ain't n the same league your skills set ain't even half of mine
I'm raising the bar so far up they decline 2 do a verse after mine