Brand New You're Retro

We know, yes we know It's my ego on fantastic But still, you're fuckin' with my plastic Dedicated, medicated They bend and break me Overrate me I take a small piece and make it breathe It takes a second to wreck it sucka niggas won't believe They stress me, test me, vex me So what, you got a gun? That shit don't impress me Yes yes you always walks with the crew You're a motherfucker 'cause you're not alone If you don't think I'm a brother, then check my chromosome Brand new, you're retro I already passed you on a one-two I've been cued to this already Bullet to the head Bullet to the head, what you know I's joking? What the fuck you doin'? You gonna represent my intention? You need more than a mic and a mention Through the scars you see bars Through the bars you see scars results of my rage Brand new, you're retro Brand new, you're retro Brand new, you're retro Scared to skip and step in case you trip and fall Thunder picks you up, slaps you on the wall That's maniacal, I cuff through my manocle Mechanical and super-natty Love is not talk, I walk on by Exotic spices If your mouth can't tame the meaning Be careful of the faces you're seeing A dread of the past and fear of the future That's maniacal, I cuff through my manocle Mechanical and super-natty Brand new, you're retro Brand new, you're retro Brand new, you're retro Brand new, you're retro Brand new, you're retro Brand new, you're retro Bullet to the head, what you know I's joking? What the fuck you doin'? You'll never represent my intention You need more than a mic and a mention Through the scars you see bars Through the bars you see scars results of my rage Brand new, you're retro