Square One

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kenn Starr] Forget the chit chattin' let's make it happen For those that said I'd never make it rappin' I tore 'em to shreds like cleaning carpet spills with a paper napkin Regard my skill as a gift to the masses So I guess you could consider this wrapping The bars the curriculum within the song givin' em classes Mr. Starr ain't givin' no passes I don't grade on a curve, I got a way with them words This ain't the revenge of the nerds and ain't no bullies gettin' they ass kicked Was thinking that I wasn't fully built for this rap shit Retract it and never reconsidered my passion I took all of them feelings I had and I Turned 'em into the venom and the acid I'm killin' the track wit You backwards, you practice them feminine tactics Queens with a lisp all in your accent A man purse, skinny jeans, buncha glitter all in your chapstick Integrity I wonder where that went It's absent, we need it 'Cause generally speaking It's too many emcees claiming general or kingpin Allow me to give 'em a minute so it can sink in I'm on the brink and I'm tryna make a dollar outta fifteen Lincolns Ballin' on a budget like some 15's twinklin' They callin' on Low Budget to revise and revitalize The type of hip-hop that you pride and you idolize And you can sink your teeth in Let me breathe in, regain my composure Yeah I'm in the game for exposure Came for the fame and the dough but I'm stayin' for the closure I told ya my DNA's engrained with the culture Even when I do it like I'm joking around I still sound like the dopest around To find competition you would have to dig a hole, open the ground And make a dead rapper open his mouth Let's take it back to square one