Step Thru (feat. Mickey Factz)

Mama told me I could take it here Stay dedicated, work hard, don't ever fake it dear So let me make it clear, I'm here for the long haul Fiyah pon di ganja, I get busy like Sean Paul As I'm steady reachin' for the top of the totem pole I play the right cards, always know when to fold 'em though You rappin' hittas gon' have to get a vocation When I take y'all out the game like academic probation Better give me dap, in the cut with Mickey Factz All you suckas putty in our hands like some Sticky Tack Pan African, spittin' some grand pathogens Choke the competition out until they can't rap again Your man's saccharine, I'm here with the gas Anybody comin' sideways disappear in a flash Word is bond little homie, it's 'nuff respect due When these brothers step through It's Mickey! Cognac in my flask while I write a verse You can't get a sample homie, gotta buy it first The fire burst, it's the black rap Wyatt Earp I'm the truth, I don't know how these liars work My lady tell me everyday that my time comin' Be wise when it does and don't sign nothin' I'm in the mirror daily, I'm tryna find somethin' The grind's numbin', but I work like I'm job huntin' I'm not defined by the clothes I wear Or the shows I tear down when I roll out here No doubt, it's 'bout the legacy I'm leaving behind Rappin' 'bout a bunch of nothin', just keepin' me blind I read one day if you seek you will find We use ten percent of our brain, I need peace in my mind And a piece of my mind, I'm just eager to shine Step through with the sneakers you tied Factz!