If Rap Gets Jealous

                                  So good things come to those who wait

Sure, I've waited about pop, pop, pop, pop

That's four cousins shot



I got grudges, let's discuss this, my music needs no touch ups

I got a long record of fuck ups, trust me you don't know who has this

Weight as mine, or a life as hard as mine

I had to hustle, chop, sell drugs, grind

Whatever you want to call it is fine



But just listen and don't preach us

I don't want anyone dismissin' me

As another thug or some shit like that

No, sir, if I fall I will get right back



I got circumstances but let me stop dancin' around the issue

And tell you straight forward, I'm poor

A refugee, been in prison and survived the war

I come from the most dangerous city in this universe

You're likely to get shot at birth



So I can rap quench my thirst

I don't even hear verses no more

I hear jerkin' off, punks with lip glosses and purses

I don't see nobody I can reach anymore

I see nurses, fuck that, I'm gonna stay alive, I'd rather do a stage live



[Chorus]

And if rap gets jealous 'cause I rock heavy

It don't worry me if m'aa fuckers don't get it

Yo, if rap gets jealous, words that were admitted

I used to be a public enemy, don't forget it

And if rap gets jealous 'cause I rock heavy

It don't worry me if m'aa fuckers don't get it

Yo, if rap gets jealous 'cause of where I'm headed

Aggression, obsession, we're pain in the gain



So, yeah, basically I gotta release occasionally

I gotta let you know what's goin' on with me

And facing me are some tough choices

I got a good side and a bad side



Inside my head, I hear screams and loud voices

And I can't lie, ain't got shit

I ain't got to brag, I'm hard pressed for some cash

'Cause that's where I'm at with that, you're so superficial



Of course it's for shizzle, now my choice is to pass on you

Voice, 'cause my mission is the world

To know my name, my aim is plainly success

But I still gotta come practice



So I can rap quench my thirst

I don't even hear verses no more

I hear jerkin' off punks with lip glosses and purses

I don't see nobody I can reach anymore

I see nurses, fuck that, I'm gonna stay alive, I'd rather do a stage live



[Chorus: x3]



And if rap gets jealous 'cause I rock heavy

It don't worry me if m'aa fuckers don't get it

Yo, if rap gets jealous 'cause of where I'm headed

Aggression, obsession, we're pain in the gain