Heir to the Throne (Freestyle)

Lyrics

[Intro] Roc-A-Fella has stepped into the building (I promise you, man, it's a problem) We ain't come here to tell you our signs We ain't come here to tell you how old we are We ain't come here to tell if we got wives, childrens We ain't tell you that we got cars Twinkes and 20 inch rims but alls that's not in the know We came here to shut down New York, I promise you man I came to tell them, I know what I came to tell 'em I don't wanna do no photoshoots, no articles [Verse] This the beginning of a new dynasty I hope you niggas come prepared You should be very scared They tryna tell me Vic chill you ain't playing fair How you think I got here like the opposite of Nair I just want the winning chair I pledge to live revolution, you acting off reaction Real niggas in my faction So if I need a burner squeeze, I don't pop it, I just pass it Let my shooter take that shot like John Paxson Please, don't blow me I'm sick, you don't wanna see me sneeze Wrestling with depression you could get DDTed I'm the link like EBT where black like BET Shout to my London niggas at the BBC Mother fuckers jump to conclusions Try and box me somehow I always comeback like Rocky ASAP gave me some game he said I'm iller than any of these rap niggas who gon' try to advise me That's why I never listen, I don't respect tradition Never talk to the cops, you end up dead in prison My nigga lil' E came out full grown Got pulled over driving back through the hood home Niggas is targets and we ain't even started You don't wanna see me go Black Eyed Peas retarded Black out on one of these artists sneak dissing and spot you like you wearing the red shirt at target Couple rap niggas you'd thought we was crew (straight up!) Real life niggas is corny what can I do (straight up!) Rich boy rappers get the notion that they tough You a Cheddar Bob you better shooting yourself I just ordered the Glock because we at war with the cops Police saying off the street more than a block They shooting niggas down like a gazelle to a lion It's hard to keep calm when real niggas is dying I grab iron I am the beast shoot at police Hide out in the condo caught a alias on a lease Is aliens in the projects outer space in the streets We ready for war nigga you ready to be deceased Compare me to Chief Keef, cause niggas is weak minded I'm the heir to the throne, must you be reminded? I just signed a deal with the Illuminati That's how I got the Ye feature and got super poppin' They watchin', wanna know whats up with the album And the hair, where you get your rock and roll style from? Young Jimmy Page, I'm on a different page I get different pay got different ways to make it Niggas turn their back on me so many times, I gotta front I ain't have 50 Cent, now I teach you how to stunt I pray to you to remain true to skip school and They ain't been in my shoes but assume my shit is shoo-in Like I ain't sleep in a car seat with nothing to eat On a tour with J. Cole I ain't make a dollar a show Don't fucking talk to me about paid dues Don't chalk my success up to Kanye influence Nigga, I made U Mad before I met dude ass That's no disrespect that's my nigga and you knew that But mother fuckers always act like I ain't prove that I been killing these niggas since my high school raps On my cop killer shit like ice T back With a Roc-A-Fella lim and a little black panther A side of Shakur mixed in with Fred Hampton And there you have it kid now, "Can I Live"? [Outro] No more interviews, cut the tape