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Niggas in the city hatin' me man they trippin' When I'm the only one that's really spittin' My nigga Lil Lee the only one that's really grippin' Why you deck(?) me up actin' like like we cool if you don't feel him nigga? Uh, I'm bringing back hip hop Me and my nigga Drake VA, Toronto, Hip-Hop Aiight let me take my jacket off Unlace the timbs, here again comes the jabberjaw This time I'm blabbin on These rappers that feel a certain way but they get me yappin off Mad cuz the freestyle iller than they whole catalog I got the gift like Santa Claus Flow got spring like a catapult Matter fact the flow Supreme like Diana Ross I'm at the do' like a deer with the antlers off Niggas acting like Scummy was they neega(?) Wouldn't even give my man a 12 bar feature I know who you are cause he wanted me to eat ya I said nah lets keep it peaceful My nigga was a true weed source He gave it to us for a cheap cost, for prices we all could eat off A real street dog The type of nigga that y'all niggas be studying learning how to get street off We have an impostor, alert the doctor Bout to hit him up with the chopper like Blaka Shock em like Blanca from Street Fighter, heat got a Hurricane kick, murder everything quick Look, my new Ryu nine is stupendous Why do guys choose my crew to pick wit My crew lie you guys into ditches I said it and meant it the Scorpio's Mind has many dimensions I'll say it in intent, sentence, indent, on instant pimpin Hope your listenin to my diction If you are then you now should be itchin That its crack we placed in your stereo system Yea, I be at your burial trippin Nickelus F from Richmond VA, The Scorpio's Mind is not a game to play wit all day I've been hated by many, wanted by plenty Disliked by some, but confronted by none Since they don't show me sincerity, I load up, lock up Take shots at em I guess you could call it a parody But compared to D They one-fourth from watermelon to a quarter felon, dude you a pear to me If that's not how it is it ain't how it appear to be You got blind heaters, in my sweats is a mind reader And when the psychic get to touchin my palm Seein your physical, the things that you never say to me visible Especially when one of your artist feelin threatened Cause I'm harnessin a weapon, won't you pardon my reflection Mirror, mirror tell me why they wanna get and scrimmage To play around, to perfection I'm the spittin image My verbal camp is vivid, I told you I'm spittin image It seems we often want to start but never get to finish My verbal campus is Villanova, and those of you feelin Hova And writing college rhymes, but the thrill is over Let me assist you like a specialist So you can pull it back and try catch the metaphors and the rest of this It's not a problem wit X, I guess I'm a pessimist Which means if shit goes bad, I say "I expected this" And me and Julien we never got the chance to communicate Instead of understanding its a tune of hate The city's mine like Oklahoma's a Sooner state And we're gonna have to cross paths whether soon or late So, why don't you walk up in the spot using less strut You aint Morris Chestnut, you lighter and less cut And lets be honest, by now you should be your own scholar You still a protege, that's the reason I don't holler You got rappers being repetitive actors You stay ahead of the game, I'm ahead of the practice boi