This is an open letter
yo to whom it may concern you're on borrowed time cause tomorrow's mine
I ain't on nobody's a-list don't rhyme with no catchy phrases
but I can dominate your MP3's playlist
without no natural competitors
you think you're saying something what you sound like is etcetera etcetera
let me guess money parties sex and gun threatening
what you up against cause I can sense the panic setting in
and Imma probably laugh
because I know next to mine's your line's shaky man I'm like a polygraph
in fact let me correct this
you suckers talking really reckless just to be a sharecropper with a necklace
to whom it don't concern excuse me if I'm cynical
they get some money and they think they're at their pinnacle
wish I could reach then all I wish I had some tentacles
it's little babies in the streets that's trying to mimic you!
that's how you bound to fail
how you expect to excel when all your thoughts are half-baked like Chappelle
switched styles those labels haven't tapped you yet
you're at a table with a fable playing rap roulette
hope that it's tapping at your conscience
you'll never be achieving your goals of prominence if your nonsense’s accomplice
if I was wrong you should've made it right
but you won't fix your lips to approach me cause you're afraid of heights
I know the heart fluctuated
but it was just a false alarm y'all hip hop has been resuscitated
credits
from Jermaine's EP,
released January 7, 2013
Produced by Marca De Beatz
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