Runnin'

[Intro] Yo Check this out, check this out, check this out yo! It’s ya boy in the house! Mic check one-two! Rest in peace J-Dilla, We the illest! Let's get this CMB To The World! [Verse] Yo can’t keep running away 'cause I’m stuck to this Ain’t nobody fuck with this I got the kinda energy your doc wouldn’t duck to miss 'Cause it’s amazing unbelievable But I make it achievable and plus it’s perceivable to understand The words that I’m saying, The stories that I’m telling Walk outside the room light a joint and start blazing Check the time, "Oh my God! It’s two in the morning" But I'ma in my game spitting straight not even yawning It’s kinda weird though, The moon and stars paying attention Plus the walls in my room knows all of my tension Damn! The ones who know my struggle don’t even breathe air The ones who do point out my flaws can’t even see theirs CMB To The World, The Indian pearl I’m so confident my shit is gonna twirl around the globe Arouse my folks, Make the paparazzi break my door Next thing I’ll be on the front page of The Source Solo riding 'til I die I had no one to believe in me! They always wanted something the world loves deceiving me One day I’ll break it all and be on the TV I’m so underrated even John Cena can’t see me! Fuck you all! These bitches want nothin' but money When you're broke you’re just nothing, Now that’s something funny Now I stopped giving a shit I’m on the road to Zion A starving king eager for more like an African lion Don’t compare me to all these whack rappers who can’t rap You know nothing about the culture, Bitch go sell crack! Weak flows and lame bars you can’t even spit sixteen Got a message for you from my ass saying “kiss me” No I ain’t stopping, I barely even started! You don’t know the value of something 'til it gets departed I don’t wanna be a third world rapper in my journey I want everybody in this goddamn world to hear me! It’s the 'K' to the 'N' The boy with no friends The kid who’s taking it up in a whole another level on fighting till the end! Fine dine rap, The flow is so delicious But you don’t want beef 'cause it's so vicious I'ma rip you apart without a fork or knife Make ya mom and dad regret the fact that they gave you life! I’m a beast! That’s why I’m never satisfied Half y’all think you know me but my life is highly classified All the pain can be stored in the tears that you cry Some scars may heal but some stay 'til you die This is all facts! Illest and realest in game Yeah you do it for the money and you’re lying for the fame Get ya punk ass outta here it’s so lame Yo I do it for the culture; "Hip-hop" is the name! [Outro] CMB To The World man! To everyone who thinks I ain’t gon' fuckin' make it, y’all can suck my dick! Just gimme a few years 'Til then save this in your fucking playlist So one day when I make it out, y’all can listen to this shit and say “Damn! This boy really made it!” Y’all ain’t shit to me!