Lyrics Gut Check - Napoleon Da Legend

Gut Check

No Pain no Gain a king I’m a say no names
Changed the whole game while they did the same ol' same
Same old names and gimmicks it’s an age old saying
What you put ins what you get out of this game OK?
Swish!
the black Smith maximum lit
My Maxim is to blow backs in tilt ya over the axis
You can tell from the accent I’m spitting facts and
Saks Fifth getting to this bag quick / I’m nasty with it
A fire hazard a fly bastard I adapted
Sado-mas' got the knack for this game time
Y’all talking about practice I be dunking with the hang time
Soaking up my jersey in the future they gon hang mine
Over the rafters like Larry Bird in Boston
Disregarding jealous ones like I never heard em talking
Soul searching like a girl who got a third abortion
This a gorgeous gut check that’ll hurt ya organs
Gutcheck gutcheck
Half these rappers out there suspect
What I say might get em upset
Relationship kill and relationship build
I seem way too many artist trying pay to fit the bill
You Should have stayed real grass fed and organic
Multi-tasking I snap necks and form planets
And perform for only the hardcore fanatics
Aim the 44 caking like Jay «444»
24−7 so obsessed I’m jordanesque
I can run laps around you with a broken leg
Show respect or meet a slow death wilding
Like a Vietnam Vet on no meds
What yo step in these parts where they car jacking police cars and disregard
the life of chumps who try to be hard
Focused like Steve Jobs and Elon Musk
A phenom plus I bust they try cheat on us
Believe you me that beef’ll get you C.U.T
Got a pack of wolves in the back that wanna see you bleed it’s that
Gutcheck gutcheck
Half these rappers out there suspect
What I say might get em upset