The Difference
Lyrics
Hocus Pocus, throw a scare. The difference between me and them I gotta be me, I gotta be fresh Catch a few off guard I know what it is, a nation of ill You not a MC Behold you, from out the lies, tell the truth I keep a female or two Thought you was fly, fell off the roof I never fell off I'm blue I rep the planet like the Ocean and I float like the breeze I'm at the grave, 'cos I'm blue, 'cos I smoked lots of green Leave microphones broken with ease squeezed until speakers bleed Please if my tongue was like a gun I'd bust it like a desert ease never question expertise of my lovin' On a veteran team Niggas can never be better than Got more stripes than a peppermint or Parisian tasers no comparing them to, who? any challenger that will get embarrassed with ease They used to speak highly of you 'til you fell like the leaves in the fall All them times you thought you would be boss but crossed off the list Don't trip my flow, they come so hard My whole squad all stars, rough, rugged and raw It's all ours In addition you wave the long arm at the girl and say the difference between me and them I gotta be me I gotta be fresh Guys are sleeping, catching you off guard I'm the definition of ill You not a MC the difference between me and them I gotta be me I gotta be fresh Guys are sleeping, catching you off guard Bounce back 'cause I'm bound to sleep Look, PSA ya'll plain Jane like sneakin' Mary J past TSA that contains strains of Reggie You wouldn't feel me if I was edgy if I ain't know the ledge to put the nail in the coffin below the sledgehammer for your Grandma Rather you sink then you rise notches Ya'll can catch my sneaker size not just these hands that move like synchronised watches You hate I was given the gift, then sue me, Since I got the juice in your post fiction We living in a different movie You just a brash type Some little shit that turned into a ass wipe Throwing rocks at a glass house that should be for a glass pipe Street credit was charged to the game umtil the last wipe For all of my fruits of labour I passed right What, what? I been local I been signed to record labels that threw me inside a chokehold just so that I couldn't be vocal And it must have suck, they tried to put a diamond in the cluster fuck and But what's a Cadillac and a diamond to a monster truck? the difference between me and them I gotta be me I gotta be fresh Guys are sleeping, catching you off guard I'm the definition of ill You not a MC the difference between me and them I gotta be me I gotta be fresh Guys are sleeping, catching you off guard
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:49
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 78 BPM