Peeps keep telling me the sky’s the limit
But I’m thinking that my talent is like the galaxy, it’s infinite
And I’m only impressed by the skills people exhibit
Not by the label or the crew and who’s names that be in it
I support the talented underdogs, not talentless stars
Who aint saying nothing when they performing and spitting bars
Don’t get it confused, just cause you got many expensive cars
Don’t mean a damn thing when come this art of spitting darts
Yall can hire the best producers and writers
Lay it down in the best studio and then go and hire
The best promoter to get your tracks played on the air
But it’ll probably never knock as true as what I’m spitting here
This a knock to your team though
Probably a knock to your ego, you be tripping over amigo
And my name probably never ring as strong
But I can stand behind my work while you just sing along
To somebody else’s life story, you’re like a puppet
But you getting paid though, so you gotta love it
I do it for the art, you only in it for a pay check
I can dig your hustle but will never earn any of my respect

Cause all I hear is puniny flows
If you need a new life, I’ll hit you with that Konami code
Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B-A Start
Re-up with 30 new lives, now lets rip this shit apart, c’mon

Don’t mind me, as pass you on the freeway
Hit the radio station and straight kidnap the DJ
Have him play all my dirty tracks on constant reply
And have pissed off mothers calling asking, what did he say
Giving ya a good reason to be sick of me
While underground cats converge and scream out victory
Security trying kick down the door, don’t mean shit to me
Now I’m hearing sirens, death threats or more, a ghetto symphony
Now I’m sitting in a back of squad car
Hands behind my back, approached by some dude who’s a pop tart
Fruity on the inside but hard on the surface
Trying to start up some shit while he’s off that liquid courage
Now I’m switch to another police cruiser
The officer explains how he’s sick of Hip-Hop abusers
The game done change, not feeling these new schoolers
But I told him not all these new cats are air wave polluters
Hip Hop far from dying or dead dude
I witness with my own ears & my eyes, he said where too
Took him to the Up & Up, he’s like, that’s what’s up
Gave me a dap after taking off the cuffs

Cause he’s tired of that puniny flows
If you need a new life, I’ll hit you with that Konami code
Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B-A Start
Re-up with 30 new lives, now lets rip this shit apart, c’mon

I could tell you’re about to do something critical
Your mouth tell me lies but your eyes tell the factual
Don’t ever sleep on me just because I’m a little dude
Cause if I don’t survive, then my squad coming back to you
And it aint gonna be nothing nice
You gonna need more than a Band-Aid and a bag of ice
Cause these fool that I know might take a life for merchandise
So when it comes to revenge, everybody’s getting sacrificed
I’m something like a mediator
Calm down the dogs when hate is the motivator
We all can collect & cash these mic checks
Why is there a need to try flex & test with idle threats
You say you run this shit around here
Long as I don’t hassled, man, I really don’t care
You go do you, I’mma always do me easy
And watch out for them cats who go do peeps greasly
I could read through the subliminal
You aint as slick as team big you up to be in interviews
A lot of tough talking acting like a criminal
But with the body guards & entourage, being soft is your ritual

And spitting that puniny flows
If you need a new life, I’ll hit you with that Konami code
Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B-A Start
Re-up with 30 new lives, now lets rip this shit apart, c’mon