
Date of issue: 28.02.2009
Song language: English
Crack A Bottle (as made famous by Eminem, Dr. Dre & 50 Cent) |
In the beginning a few of the people who had a problem |
I was this good, scoffed, I just soff |
Probably reminded you of the first time you saw Tiger Woods golf |
Never thought about how much my race and nationality meant |
But based on how I ascended, see how plain it was now, they want me to jet |
No one really gave a fuck about my descent, 'till I took off |
Mistook me because I look soft |
But I stood tall, I just follow the (Doctor's orders) |
So I rose and grew balls, told these hoes to screw off |
Decided opposing you is what I’m ‘posed to do alls |
I did was say what I’m feeling when the vocal booth calls |
And had you on pins and needles when I spoke to you all |
You felt my pain, it’s almost like I poked voodoo dolls |
And I hope my spirit haunts the studios when I’m gone |
My picture jumps off a poster and just floats through the halls |
And fucking goes through the walls like the ghost of Lou Rawls |
Karma’s headed for Armageddon, the drama setter |
I’m going in, already got an arm and head |
And whoever said word are just words |
Can’t hurt me more than I give a fuck |
Even if my image ends up taking a personal hit |
Whoever I hurt or whatever bridges I burned |
In this bitch and whatever bitches feel like |
They didn’t deserve what they get |
And whatever consequences come with every verse, it’s worth it |
So Doc turn the beat on, whose turn is it to get murdered on it? |
And here’s to all the years I spent toeing a line to overtime |
As sure as a mole is blind, in my mind |
I’m still underground as a groundhog and I’mma go for mine |
Like a whole furrow just tryna dig up some gold and diamonds and coal to find |
I’m starting to slow and these lines full of nines |
I just load up the most rhymes and open fire with a closed mind |
All I needed was someone to co-sign, been a (Doctor's) |
Assault rifle with the sniper scope for this whole time |
Day one, set with the blasters, give me the orders, I spray uh |
Pain in the ass and get shot in the ass with a paint gun |
Ain’t no one safe from, non-believers there ain’t none |
I even make the bitches I rape come |
I’m waiting on someone to say something |
Dre make the bass pump and let the tape run for old time’s sake |
I spit it straight through, this is take one |
The moment you’re waiting for has come but… |