CAME UP
Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 4:15 am
"RAISED FROM THE BOTTOM IS THE BEGINNING OF ONE OF MY OTHER RAPS THAT WHY I SAY AWITCHED THE LINES"
Raised from the bottom, pay attention I switched the lines/
play your position I switched my mind/
I wanna pump pistols and pack nines/
portray the image of legends Big and Pac when I bust mines/
push me im punishin punks wit a potent spit and punchlines/
your time is up, its time ta finish em up/
timids get struck like Shyne in prison givin it up/
and God thanks for blessin me wit this skill/
I love Hip-Hop and could care less about a record execs deal/
ready ta kill, industry clowns that come around/
emcees wonder now, if they wanna piece of the underground/
that don't want none, they aint ready for this/
I don't care about ya gun, point blank range youll still miss/
this for those who heard this shit, burn this shit/
I rip on mics permanent, rappers need to be learnin it/
yeah, you might have money but not from the stuff you spittin though/
while im so lyrical your whole clique get crushed from just a syllable/
look now at the love im getting though, time it took/
you couldn't beat me if you stole lines from my rhyme book/
take another lesson, brake before testing/
beat the face outta fakes in the place of one session/
im takin over, its like im fuckin the game/
cause everywhere I go im hearin people scream out my name/
I love this city, Chicagos my home/
they know my name I aint gotta repeat like that bitch Mike Jones
Raised from the bottom, pay attention I switched the lines/
play your position I switched my mind/
I wanna pump pistols and pack nines/
portray the image of legends Big and Pac when I bust mines/
push me im punishin punks wit a potent spit and punchlines/
your time is up, its time ta finish em up/
timids get struck like Shyne in prison givin it up/
and God thanks for blessin me wit this skill/
I love Hip-Hop and could care less about a record execs deal/
ready ta kill, industry clowns that come around/
emcees wonder now, if they wanna piece of the underground/
that don't want none, they aint ready for this/
I don't care about ya gun, point blank range youll still miss/
this for those who heard this shit, burn this shit/
I rip on mics permanent, rappers need to be learnin it/
yeah, you might have money but not from the stuff you spittin though/
while im so lyrical your whole clique get crushed from just a syllable/
look now at the love im getting though, time it took/
you couldn't beat me if you stole lines from my rhyme book/
take another lesson, brake before testing/
beat the face outta fakes in the place of one session/
im takin over, its like im fuckin the game/
cause everywhere I go im hearin people scream out my name/
I love this city, Chicagos my home/
they know my name I aint gotta repeat like that bitch Mike Jones