Minimal practice

Try and match me can’t match this

Never thought that I would have this

Then I caught fire like matchsticks

Feel the flame burning turning the tables round

That’s how I made my sound

Didn’t drop from sky man I came from ground

Go back to back

Go pound for pound

Sterling notes

Ch-ch-ch-ching

Won’t answer the phone if you r-r-ring

Don’t wanna hear it

Made mistakes but I’m still God fearing

Cut to the chase, step in, they revere him

Alla my peers are appearing

Alla your peers disappearing

Gone, vanish

Onna mic I can’t control the damage

Just sit tight, be patient, never panic

Be alright I know that I can manage

To get to the top

Take my chance never expected a shot

Shut your mouth never respected an opp

Just stopped by Wu and collected a crop

Really coming this year just wait for the drop

Just wait for the drop

Lay low keep a seat on the throne

When I spit like this it’s the key to my dome

Key to my head top

Gotta make money

Gotta do a bread bop

If you don’t rock Dirtboys

That’s a dead cop

If you don’t rock with my team that’s a red dot

If you don't rock with my team that's a red dot

Guess who’s back

Cutting no slack

3 taps on the D-pad all out attack

A-T-T-A-C-K

Think you should get on you knees and pray

Don’t know about you I don’t play these games

No glasses I see these snakes

You can’t pretend man I see these fakes, yeah I see these fakes

Minimal practice

Try and match me can’t match this

Never thought that I would have this

Then I caught fire like matchsticks

Feel the flame burning turning the tables round

That’s how I made my sound

Didn’t drop from sky man I came from ground

Go back to back

Go pound for pound

Minimal practice

Try and match me can’t match this

Never thought that I would have this

Then I caught fire like matchsticks

Feel the flame burning turning the tables round

That’s how I made my sound

Didn’t drop from sky man I came from ground

Go back to back

Go pound for pound

Take a breather

Lemme take two tokes of the reefa

Bars too cold left them all in the freezer

Flow too sick think I might have a fever

Just killed a rapper call me the reaper

Thief in the night no sound I’m a creeper

Now please wipe that dirt off my sneaker

Cos damned is the man who believes in a man

I flex cos I can, you won’t understand

Don’t mess with the gang, they pull up and bang

Wanna trip to Japan and I’m spending the bands

Spending the Yens

‘06 I was rolling with Renzo

Wanna get to the point we can spend notes

But you ain’t one of my friends though, no

Minimal practice

Try and match me can’t match this

Never thought that I would have this

Then I caught fire like matchsticks

Feel the flame burning turning the tables round

That’s how I made my sound

Didn’t drop from sky man I came from ground

Go back to back

Go pound for pound

Minimal practice

Try and match me can’t match this

Never thought that I would have this

Then I caught fire like matchsticks

Feel the flame burning turning the tables round

That’s how I made my sound

Didn’t drop from sky man I came from ground

Go back to back

Go pound for pound