Chuck Paradi$e - I Am...

I Am
A young fly motherfucka'
Duckin' bloodsuckas
You can't take no money from us
Nigga Im
The underdog king
Got up out the bing
Made a name made it ring
I Am
Still sittin' on the throne
Rollin up a raw stuffin' bali in the cone
Bitch Im
You n***** worst nightmare
I went to chase my dreams
In fatigue nike airs (What else)
I see it clear
Had to get em' out my peripheral (Clear)
They wanna see me fall so bad they doing rituals (Gotdamn)
Pitiful
This shit despicable me
How you gone ride my wheel when I ain't give you the keys
These, n***** be lyin' on they rap songs dead wrong (You dead wrong)
That type of shit they find ya body with ya head gone (Bow)
That type of shit I can't condone but beyond that (Hell No)
N***** be thinkin shit a game Mortal Kombat
Im, too ill for these n***** immune system (Ooh)
I was on the stoop pitchin' and you was a stoop pigeon (Facts)
The difference, aint no similarity check
You n***** say u gettin' money (Oh yeah?)
That's salary cap (Easy)
I can pull up whatever block you tryna battle me at
We lickin' shots bitch you know that a fatality rap (Finished)
That lemon squeeze like Im tryna make a gallon of tea (Aye)
My n**** please
Advise you not get violent with me
You try to flee, its toll cause u payin' a fee
Its gone look like a suicide how you laid in the streets
No defeat bow down and just meet the feet (Oh yeah)
The scope tell me when to go dont make me Keak Da Sneak (N****)
I Am
A young fly motherfucka'
Duckin' bloodsuckas
You can't take no money from us
Nigga Im
The underdog king
Got up out the bing
Made a name made it ring
I Am
Still sittin' on the throne
Rollin up a raw stuffin' bali in the cone
Bitch Im
You n***** worst nightmare
I went to chase my dreams
In fatigue nike airs

Written by:
Tim Benifield

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