Pre-Occupied (feat. Blaque Keyz)

Wu-Tang raised me Death Cab changed me You should go and ask Rihanna if the pen game's crazy My artistry is everything, that's my baby But when it comes to publishing it's fuck you, pay me Don't be mad, 'cause the records that you cut sound lazy And everything I'm cooking sounding nuts like rabies I hate rappers, please don't call me Give me urinal suggestions like, please don't stall me Don't play for me, I'll be yawning How I'm doing pop melodies and you sound corny Now everybody tryna hang around like awnings Me and my people linkin' in the park like crawling Things seem Rocky, Drago, Ivan No cash, broke bad, so damn Heisen Berg, check the chemistry I found this hybrid It's Dilla in the pocket, but its so Paul Simon It took a little while for your mind to find it But once you see the genius, it's intimidating, isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it? It took a little while for your mind to find it But once you saw the genius, it's intimidating, isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it? They told me that my attention span aligns Somewhat with a child or a fly They didn't understand that I saw signs Hearing things, but now they realize That the woman that I prayed for became my wife And dreams that I wrote down, they came to life I figured out there's money in my mind I'm glad I lived my life pre-occupied You need to get that bag out my face (out my face) God made me a full blown genius, what the fuck I need coke for? (Coke for?) You need to get that bag out my face (out my face) God made me a full blown genius, what the fuck I need coke for? Outkast raised me, Lupe changed me Now, I do things with words to make you lames praise me Whether Liu Kang or Luke James or Usain, maybe Feelin' flyer than a jet son, I'm oh so Spacely Now everybody clueless, how the flow so crazy? Got me dashin' with an actress, lookin' oh so Stacey I hate rappers and I really mean it Tryna ball with the kid'll get you sunned like Phoenix Rather ball you up, feather and tarred Until your harder than sparring with Mayweather with leather Spaldings This is my calling, so I answer it with bars, but not for service It's for hurting any person verses me I've been rhyming since nurseries Third degree burns, emerge from the furnace, get close to me While I'm roasting one of these pigs, my flow is rotisserie It's a pity that all these hoes slippin' out of their hosiery Won't get a hold of me, I slip through their fingers like rosaries Been waiting for you to find it So I leave it where it's supposed to be 'Cause once you see the genius, it's intimidating, isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it? Took a little while for your mind to find it But once you see the genius its intimidating, isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it? They told me that my attention span aligns Somewhat with a child or a fly They didn't understand that I saw signs Hearing things, but now they realize That the woman that I prayed for became my wife And dreams that I wrote down, they came to life I figured out there's money in my mind I'm glad I lived my life pre-occupied You need to get that bag out my face (out my face) God made me a full blown genius What the fuck I need coke for? (Coke for?) You need to get that bag out my face (out my face) God made me a full blown genius, what the fuck I Beautiful mind