[Intro]

 [Verse 1]
I used to wanna rap like Jay-Z
 Until I finally realized that Jay wasn't me
I took my time to jot down every line that's a quotable
Critics say I don't be killing this [bad word] but I know I do
Because I used to practice early morning and then after school
I'm working on my hooks my [bad word]  I ain't tryna battle you
But even if I did, I guarantee I'd overshadow you
Like a [bad word] up taper that turned to bowl cut
I'mma close cut [bad word] and Gucci Mane
 Now that's [bad word] that you probably wouldn't understand
 Because I can touch the people and still keep it ghetto
As an '87 Regal with the tree air freshener on the rearview mirror
I wear a heart on my shoulder
'Member when we used to make the boost look like Motorola?
Your cousin [bad word] up your room every time he came over
 Then went to jail when we got older
That [bad word] is a bad odor, but still I remain focused
In due time, I'll be able to swipe my card and it won't say decline
 That [bad word] s embarrassing huh
Hope no one pay you no mind
 But it's a bad [bad word] behind you while you standing in line
Can you relate to my story? Can you follow my dreams
 And admirations that I had ever since I was thirteen?
My momma believed in me, she let me use her van to go to the studio
 Even though she know her tank is empty, that's who I do it fo'
My pops got a different approach, yeah he believed
But he always questioned when I'mma drop my debut CD
 How long this gon' take [bad word]  You still haven't ate [bad word]  At twenty-two I had two cars and my own place [bad word] It's a sacrifice I try to tell him
That's when he turn to BET and tell me that he jealous
 Of all these niggas getting money and their [bad word] don't sound like [bad word]  I ate tryna kill your confidence or forcing you to quit
 I just wanna hear you heard

 [Hook]
Yep, yep, that's my word
 Make a statement with these nouns and verbs
I represent the liquor that's poured out on the curb
Listen to my nouns and verbs (man I wanna be heard)
Like a cattle with sheep
While y'all sleep I re-up, cooking up all day
 Like a mad scientist in that laboratory [bad word] what a critic got to say, I'mma be heard

 [Verse 2]
What up Dasan? I ain't forgot [bad word]  You developed me, telling me I was hot [bad word]  You believed in me first, that's what's for sure
 At the church recording, at the garage, but it worked
But me and Dave kind of felt you lost the passion
lot was going on in your life and you needed space
 But still I should have came to you first to tell you what happened
But I was seventeen and figured it's best I stay away
 And I wrong, I was young and couldn't look you in the eye for what I'd done
 But I'm telling you we ain't done
Matter of fact, how's your sons? What they up to?
Remember they used [bad word] away while you had worked on ProTools?
People I used to be in the booth till four in the morning
 With school in the morning, yawning, but I was on it
Me, you and Dave was on it
Buzzing like Charlotte Hornets when that tape dropped
Where them beats [bad word]  It's been five years since we had rocked
Time to be heard

 [Hook]

[Verse 3]
So can you feel it?
 When you hear it do it pulsate your spirit?
 Does it make you wanna say [bad word] a gimmick?
The [bad word] can set you free if you Do the Right Thing
Word to Spike Lee, don't he look like Sounwave?
That's kinda random, but my humor sometimes strays
 Like a dog in the night
Twenty-four hours in a day but only take five minutes
 To grab a pad and a pen, then send your dog a kite
I spread love like a Hippy, but I'm a Black one
 With Jesus Christ passion, I swear on the bible
Tabernacle to all my rivals, I ain't mad
 You hate a [bad word] for tryna help you, that's your bad
Because I