featuring A.G. O.C. Ghetto Dwellas

[O.C.]

Even if the Chosen One's frozen inside ice

I still rise like the spirit of Christ it's all right

I'm a let you niggas know I'm still nice

With this voicebox made of gold larynx priceless

What the fuck y'all niggas thought?

I done seen niggas sold and bought for what my ancestors fought

Was taught to drop Jewelz (Word life!)

You will respect mines or else feel the fragments of gunshot shells

I will rock well for the rest of my days on this God-forsaken planet

Splitting niggas wigs like I'm slamming 'em on granite

Niggas can't manage whether Jamacian, Hatian

Dominican, white, or Spanish

Fuck all that freestyle shit, I think shit out

If it's coming from the top, make sense of what you're talking about

[A.G.]

The E&J got me wetter than a nigga hit with a nine Beretta

Your rhymes is dope, but mines is better

Let us divide this cheddar, O.C. and us three

Tighter than niggas that did time together

It's only right we shine together

I'm a rhyme forever, while you the worst

I see it now: I'll be an old cat with a fat verse

Unless these streets get me first, want a few mil

But y'all can never give me what I'm worth, we got the flavas

I'm whipping honey shit, the cherry Blazer, my pen is real

You feel the blood touch the paper, cause now I know it

And I'm a blow it like I knew it for years

Like my peers through childhood

Was a wild hood, did anything a broke black child could

Even robbing and stealing, but that's not foul, that's the hood

Even money knew it when he cracked a smile and passed the goods

Ayo the theme is to stay sick and have 'em fiend

The d