Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
They call me conscious, and i think i'm better
I always tell them i am not talented, but truly blessed.
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend
This flow so slow, i`m so slick,
Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic
Nigga want beef we can take it outside
Remember i said i'm blessed, maybe i'm right
Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed
Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent
We ain't buying cds, we striving to live
I'm so cold, i was blessed in ice
That happen to act like a black president
Finesse, success through the life stress mics i blessed
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