(feat. Rockey Ninja)



{"I Live For The Moment"}

{"Class Got You Open"}



[Verse 1:]

Yo, Is You Ready For The Man Steppin In With The, Heavy Artillary

Both Hands Cocked To The Back, Ready And Willing

Spit Fire Over Tracks, Ain't Feelin Me

Judging How I Look, Not My Lyrical Abilities

Please, This Is For My People In The Background

Stayin Out The Limelight, Moldin How A Track Sounds

(Walk) With My Cap Down

(Class) Neva Back Down

(Weight) Do The Half Pound

(Fight) Till The Last Round

And Keep Movin, I'm Like Parker Lewis' Hair Lubes

I Gotcha Runnin Man, With Or Without Dance Moves

I Don't Get ???, Sometimes I'm Just Pissed Off

Drive By Your ? Wave Hi And You Get Flipped Off

And It's Like That, All I Do Is Write Raps

Drop Beats For Hype Tracks Smoke Weed For Nightcaps

Step Up, We Strike Back

Listen How We Word It

Always Underground But I Rise To The Surface



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Getto You Dem Of The Heavy Artillery

That's Why All The Girls Them Love We

Flex With The Friends We No Flex With The Enemies,

Cause We Enemy We Wan' Come Hurt We,

And Them Whole An Apology

Cause Ya Know We Have The Heavy Artillery

Flex With The Friends We No Flex With The Enemies,

Cause We Enemy We Wan' Come Hurt We



[Verse 2:]

Yo And When I'm Dyin' At Home

I Want A Picture On My Headstone

My Microphone, Two Tables And My Headphones

Cross-Fader, ? In The Mpc

Restin Here? No, Producer / Emcee, But Let's Move

Sometimes I Wanna While Out And Wanna Let Loose

Puff Weed Drink Brews For An Excuse

I'm In The Wrong State Of Mind

All You Flashy Rappers Talk And I'm Here To Take Your Shine

Take You Props And Make Them Mine

So How Ya Like Me Now?

I See Your Temper Rise And You Wanna Strike Me Down

But I Will Stay Here, And Whether Or Not I Play Fair

Depends On These Rappers Actin' Like They're Needin' Daycare

Children, Stop Playin Start Buildin'

I Don't Care Who You Know Or If You Push The Hard Million

It's Hard Dealin', I'm Almost Ready To Explode

Everybody Wanna Hate But We Really Need To Grow, Lets Go



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[Verse 3:]

Yo I See Ya Leanin On The Wall With Your Hands In Your Back Pocket

Actin' Hard, Like You Can't Feel This, Stop It!

I Know Some Rappers In The Place Really Can't Rock It

But When I Get Up On The Mic It's Always Hot Shit

Listen As I Take You Through This

Spit From The Heart, This Is Art More Than Music

Half Of You Are Clueless, Don't Know The Real

You Repeat What You Hear And Expect A Record Deal

I Live For The Moment, Class Gotcha Open

This Is That Shit Right Here, Still Boastin'

I See Through Ya And I'm Finished With The Small Talk

Done Wastin Time Son, You Guaranteed To Fall Off



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