See I'm not of this world The place I reside Is outside of the atmosphere I'll make the temperature rise Political prisoner status like Assata Shakur The ink that I'm using to write Is like a finer liquor My words ferment, & lament With all of the energy spent My realistic point of view has been refreshing as all hell Continue to try while y'all fail I'm still here Your shit blow like windmills & quick thrills My shit blow like C4 & George Jung These rappers CB4 with no gusto Trying to lead the blind, so I wrote this in brail But you can feel this shit regardless of your competence level, and I'm on the edge like a bevel blade Shape up, or ship out I been up, I been down The one thing that I found It's all about attention to detail Try to keep the overhead low like retail The mom & Pop operation I been runnings independent Usain with the pen I paint a picture quickly Running laps around the competition Tell them come & get me Jacking for beats I can teach them how to rob like 50 Don't it look sweet Don't it feel right Gone take a bite of the forbidden fruit Getting loose Forget all that negative energy you came with That lame shits unnecessary tell them I don't need it Don't it look sweet Don't it feel right Gone take a bite of the forbidden fruit Getting loose Forget all that negative energy you came with That lame shits unnecessary tell them I don't need it Don't it look sweet Don't it feel right Gone take a bite of the forbidden fruit Getting loose Forget all that negative energy you came with That lame shits unnecessary tell them I don't need it I impeach them with the pensive penmanship that I have This tentative rhetoric tends to keep them attentive I see that, believe that, now we back To our scheduled program Out side of the box But I go in you feel me Huh Now lord willing we can make it out & elevate The skill that I posses is powerful I never hesitate I readjust & regulate It resonates with some My cadence is sporadic I spazz, I'm not in my right mind Like Nosferatu I do my best work in the night time Young Oliver North I smuggle dope with this shit Spread it across your community Causing Mass pandemonium Making money hand over fist But at your expense like What's a dollar to you How much you wiling to give You sell your soul I'll give you wealth Now that's the fairest exchange Take a bite of the fruit its forbidden But don't it look sweet And don't it feel right Yea, I said Don't it look sweet Don't it feel right Gone take a bite of the forbidden fruit Getting loose Forget all that negative energy you came with That lame shits unnecessary tell them I don't need it