The world should turn as soon as my records spin
I'm the armor of hip-hop, they call me protection/
Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth
Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus
Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits
And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks
In this world of life i call poker,
Just lay your head on my shoulder
Came out of no where you can call that stealth.
My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells
Call me the bigness i'm in the business of lyrical wizardry
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
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