In a Minute (feat. Terry Mak)

I told my mama I'd be back in a minute It's been a minute I'm out here pushing life to its limit Love it So you know I gotta live it I told my mama I'd be back in a minute It's been awhile, nigga I've been around I told my mama I'd be back in a minute So now, it's going Down down down down down 1: K Theory (Malcolm Anthony) Made my decision to rap Niggas was dissin and calling me wack Now I just travel all over the map Hop on the stage and start spittin that crack Light one ablaze it's just simple as that Y'all niggas really ain't facing the facts Mal is here, fade to black I'm turning the page in the rap book Bitch I'm bringing it back Baby now tell me how that look The shit that I'm hearing is crap I'm just, tryna give you an out, look Listen to me, god giveth to me The spirit to be, the best Fucking mc in the world Excuse me as I earl I might throw up on these niggas cuz I'm sicker than the aids virus Slow me down My flow don't have no pace I am, incredible like the Incredibles Got a set of hoes you might see on a centerfold Money over bitches so I gotta go Cuz I, I see the dough in my vision No I am not jack but hit the road on a mission I gotta get the money I've been gone for a minute 2: Terry Mak I left my home to learn some lessons We was stumbling through depression But since we started grinding, count my doe up plus the blessings We gone blow like smith and wessons, Pow Kill the competition It's just me here and my brother Mal The comp is missing, it's deceiving Cuz when you blow up, they act like you need em Act like ya homies, but when it get rough They changing like seasons, taking up spaces Buts that's only when you going places And there's no room in the ride for groupie hoes or haters We gone step on stage and show em why the hell we here Bang the bass so loud, a headaches a souvenir Y'all faker than new veneers They don't wanna see us shine, but no flaking I came prepared I'm flagrant for all my peers We gone always run the city, that's something that you Should know though I got it on my back but I wasn't raised in Polo If I die today, bury me as Terry Makaveli Pac in the flesh I might get tatted on my belly baby And me and K Theory's very wavy