And whatever comes up comes out/
We dont put our hands on our mouth, I stand for what I’m about/
Unknown but I’m still a soldierCan’t let em go home till I win ‘em over/
My youth was training, its very clearEvery year, new city, new rules to play with (true shit)/
New kid in school, didnt rule nothing / To this day I rap like Im trying to prove something/
Little bit aggressive, when I spit a sentence,Till you get the message/
You couldn’t pay me to quit professin’ / Rock sixty-one sold out shows, came home, and caught a bus to the sixty-second/
Shirt sweated full of work ethic / Been in love with the shit since I first met it/
Rhymesayers is the first to come, last to leave / Ain’t no tricks up our sleeve, this is what we believe
