Terrence Mack - 2nd Quarter

And we're back for the second quarter
After that electrifying first
Ladies and gentlemen Vibe XXII
Really stepped up their game in that quarter, right there
And if they continue that quarter
Its gonna be a blow out
So Life really needs to step up
And we gotta see something different

Yeah
(Uh) All jokes aside man, I'm really that nigga
The proof is in bold text, you just ain't really get it
Your lack of attention got us all concerned,
You stuck in high school, you love that popular shit
Anything with substance you don't get
I get it now, I see why you hate my shit
The last pick, playing like the first
They get mad, When you know your worth
Call me out my name, shit get bizarre
Confidence rising faster, than the temperatures are
This that Death Valley flow, don't underestimate me
I go hard for days, like I'm on Viagra baby
Its whatever they make it, hungry as can be
Imma eat, whatever's making
I'm came the beat the best
I'm not here for your entertainment
Though I tend to show off on occasion
Pardon my matters, my competition got me feeling jaded
No hating shit, I just feel like am I the only one playing?
(Can't hold me down bro?)
I can help you with the assist, but I can't make it
I can teach you game, but I can't play it
Niggas want me to do everything, fuck is you saying?
Imma need to tax your ass, like Uncle Sam
They don't make em' like me
You know what I'm saying?
Different breed, I don't classify as human being
Realist of the pack, ain't no comparing you and me
We on separate teams
You always fall second place to me
Me and second never seem to meet
The feeling sweet, somethings just aren't meant to be
You know the signs when you see em', It ain't hard to read
All these dead MC's, the clues lead back to me
Silly me
Fuck the riddles, let's just talk the facts
How many gems I gotta to drop to be the king of rap?
Fuck the sales, Fuck the charts
I don't need none of that
Respect for the culture
Show em' were real's at
They rig game cause
They scared of a real come back
But study history only the real shall last
This ain't even the playoffs
I'm just sparring before the match
2nd quarter? I thought this was practice...
Oh ya'll really bad? Like, you need to switch up your tactics
(Yo ref time out, time out, time out ref)
I'm raising the bar tonight, I been slacking off
Gotta show em' whose boss
I rather die, than take another a lost
All bets on
I hope ya'll ready for a shootout in the fourth
I'm talking Queen Latifah set it off
Only way we going out is if we meet the lord
Only way we going out is if we meet the lord
(Yeah) And that's my motherfucking word
Let's play ball

Ten seconds left in the half, Vibe up by five
Man, Life is looking real tired out there
These young guys are playing ball
If Life continues this after the half
This game is over

Written by:
Terrence Walters-Mack

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