(Jody Speaks)
Verse#1:
Ummm... let me see,
On this quest I'm questioning destiny
Cause I still haven't reached the goals set by the prepubescent me.
Got a couple regrets but, I'm living with that.
Regrettably, haterz hating incessantly.
Still I'm working excessively
I ain't trippin', I'm blessed to be
Far from those that think less of me.
Lyrics sprinkled wit' messages, blessings to those my lessons reach
Who's better? Well let us see
Lyricism my legacy
And I'm built for the struggle, I handle curves like the letter C.
Allegedly, my legend reads
Like nothing that you'll ever read
Mostly cause it was written illegibly
But you know my pedigree's at your neck like a neckerchief.
You gon' be upset at me, but you'll learn to accept defeat.
Especially, if you thinking that you can step to me lyrically
Knowing that it be words that are my weaponry
And I handle em' expertly, never question my expertise
Who are you to question me?
That's the part that perplexes me.
Maybe you're jealous I'm on a level you'll never reach
Still don't ever think the captain of the ship would let it sink
I'ma keep it rollin' like the days we met up at the rink.
Yo don't ever say that we was friends if we ain't never link
You ain't help me navigate this Maze like Frankie Beverly
I'm making cake apparently, I may be kin to Sara Lee.
Escape the struggle, narrowly.
I knew back when ain't nan' believe
That I could have my cake and eat it too, be happy and succeed.
(Melvin Speaks)
Verse#2:
Just, follow me and I'll keep you all up to speed
I'll take you behind the scenes, you'll see things ain't all that they seem
See, most of your favorite rappers wear mask like Halloween
But you don't see through disguise, you're blinded by all this bling
And all this cream that you think that these niggaz have
A nigga flash you a watch and you think he's getting a bag
Niggaz that really have it, won't show you the things they have
They know a million in jewelry isn't a reason to brag
What's really sad is niggaz fail to articulate
How to generate generational wealth through some real estate
You lookin' at em' as heroes but, that they really ain't
In fact they really fake, they lie in raps bout how they getting cake
I'm gettin' paper but, I can't say that I'm wealthy
But can say I'm independent cause ain't nobody din' helped me
And even though no one helped me, I'm sharing info amongst my brothers
They gotta know in life, it's all about the guns n' butta.
(Melvin Speaks)