The Return (feat. Bobby Barss)

This ain't your typical gun talk Or insignificant junk dog Watch when I'm in it, in seconds it's finished Nothing short of an onslaught Forget what you're taught, listen to thought This is a lesson to listeners lost The messenger missing went out on a mission Never returned from his expedition Got extra busy then lost the vision The visionary, no longer driven Fell off course again, making amends Live in a walking prison Talk and walk with an awkward rhythm How awesome is him, I mean is he Sorry I'm dizzy the room was spinnin' a mile a minute I passed my limit I get it, it's sad that I have to admit it I don't wanna sit and have to listen To rappers whining, cryin', bitchin That they deserving of a better position Or about, how no one ever supports ya Maybe they would if you weren't so boring Or sounded like a million other morons That rapped on the same exact track before em That isn't important, this is the moral They locked us out, we kickin' the door in Settle the score in a second, give em a blessing Echoing, sending a message Tell em remember this, it is a lesson Send em on a trip back to the essence Clean up the mess & get out the way Then carry on with the rest of my day I was always on the comin' up Try an try me? They ain't dumb enough Plain and simple lemme sum it up I'm as hot as when the sun is up Give you 100 plus in a 100 plus If you wasn't there from the beginning Then you was not one of us, tell me what it was I been on fire a while, ain't no one putting me out I just keep putting it down, see when I'm looking around I got my hook in the ground, watching on how they react I got my foot in they back, turn up the pressure Y'all never measure to me, ain't no one messing with me Look how I do it way better than well I am ahead of myself, I am ahead of my time I am the legend of rhyme, live at the edge of my mind Never was norm this is one hell of a grind I am a one of a kind, son of a gun I give you heaven and hell I bring you fire to sound, I am the water that flows I am that rock on the ground ain't no more knocking me down I am a key to a lock, looking at reaching the top Break me a piece of the crop, give me a reason to stop