Get a Bar of Tha Side
[Verse]
Yo, I'm feeling nervous
I gotta admit, I'm feeling nervous
Few people know my name, I'm catching planes and feeling the turbulence
Turn this plane around
I'm bout to fly this, I'm the pilot
I'm the scriber that then
Described all of my city's violence
Validate my strugglin', I knuckle up and tuck 'em in
How much wood could a woodchuck tuck if doubled in my troublin'
I call it peacemaking
I pity the fool that fail to smell this piece of peace baking
Peep the delivery
Matter of fact, keep the delivery
Study it, stuttering, buddy it's, easy as butter and biscuits
You missed it, you living in stubbornness
Aw man, I ain't nervous now
I'm a poet and I know I came to serve this power
Where the world stage at?
Show them how the Earth get down
Humble yourselves, I see
Pride in your Cool Runnings
Bout to stumble yourselves, I see
How the cookie crumbles before it crumbles
That's prophetic
Y'all prosthetic, I'm authentic, I'm y'all menace
With a few minutes to go, and a minister flow, and in
Intervals I be replenishing souls
Gimme some more, family, friends, frenemies, enemies, entities
Bystanders, panhandlers, man endless standing in line for dinner at four
Now let me address these rappers, hit 'em with that give and that go
John came with a gift to give and you gon' get it and hold
Nobody move a muscle until I say so
Imma hit the hill and get the deal from my Big Yahweh, bro
(Let us pray!)
My father up in Heaven
Heaven forgive me for giving these heathens hell
I'm inhaling the hallelujahs and healing the halitosis
These bad breath mothersuckers sucking up all the oxygen
Imma just give em dominance
Domino effect, that geronimo effect
Say a word and watch 'em all fall, y'all don't know what's next
I'm the O-N-E H-N-I-C a Nazi couldn't see me if I came as a Kamikaze
Juwanna Mann who want it, man?
I got that Illy Manilly ability the city is sleeping on me
It's cool I'm coming up in your dreams to scheme
I'm creeping on you
I'm with the Junkies feeling funky yeah we stinking on you
Smell it in the air, it's the rain of the deacon on you
I really ain't got that much more to say
Pass the word around, make sure you hit replay
Let me put my legacy up on display
And raise the banner for the rebel with a soul that won't decay, naw
The Side, homie