Kredity

Texty

Take a hit of my ethos and you'll get mighty lifted
 An open book in every line, I'm poetry I got stake in every rhyme, you know it's
 me Yeah, the wait is over, I'm here now
 Took years and many L's to get a crown But I got it, I get it, I'm on that sacred
 ground Now they got it, they with it, they know I
 hold it down Take over the gigs up, we want the real
 All facts and no cap, that's how we deal Verdict's in, it's my time, I never settle
 Game time, I'm digging in, give me the shovel Check the hustle, I got more than enough
 Check the grind, I got more than enough Discipline, I got more than enough
 Passion, I got more than enough
 Check the hustle, I got more than enough Check the grind, I got more than enough
 Discipline, I got more than enough Passion, I got more than, yeah, give me enough
 Mic check in every bar, I'm certified I'm about to intrude like a hundred flies
 Smell of manure, the scent of a hundred lies I'm laying down the law, that's a major find
 A fine line, I'm built different, I put the work Up late and early grind to be first
 Through the blood and sweat, and I've endured the hurt
 Fight hard and never quit, even at my worst Tongue sharp and my truth will split ya
 Hard knocks, the stampede will hit ya To the core, the question is, who is ya?
 See through the veil and I beg to differ Take over the gigs up, we want the real
 All facts and no cap, that's how we deal Verdict's in, it's my time, I never settle
 Game time, I'm digging in, give me the shovel Check the hustle, I got more than enough
Written by: Mike Burns, Nichols Phelps
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