SurvivaL of the iLLest

I've been up this mutha fucka for so long

Its like-I cant do it wrong-its always a good song

No fancy hip hop-no sing alongs-just lyricism

Realist words on snare or pop-fallin out ya cynic-ism

Like a hybrid mechanism-I can do this an do you

Like Westside-G style-or talk box-I can act a fool

Or be back for the first time-word of mouf-its beer n chicken

Thickening the plot to see me get my title shot-bitchin

Cuz half em aint got my talent-half em aint gone last

Its been ten years next month-its December twenty ten-fast

Shit it's been a blink of an eye-and the skills improved this much

So now I've lost control-and I'm smackin emcees-kickin they crutch