Second Thoughts on the beat
Good lookin' out for this one, man
The politics that follow it
Getting caught in it can be lethal
See everybody's striving for that same shit
And I'll be honest, I'm trying to become famous
When someone makes a move
Watch that person next to you
I love Hova but jealousy's The Takeover
"I can't do what he does"
And where does that lead us?
I wish that I could just do what I do
But when a door opens for him I'm afraid there won't be enough room
Comparison's a mother fucker
"We all want that band leader syndrome and it won't stop"
This concept makes me wonder
Is it the commodity of the music or the ego that is killing hip hop?
That makes me not give respect in death
That makes me talk shit behind people's back
You know that it's the ego
That's constantly polluting my consciousness
So ingrained in my brain that I can barely even acknowledge it
That makes the present moment jet lagged
That has me trippin about the next man
You know that it's the ego
That makes me not go to the front
No dude, I'm serious spit it different and if you just flow too
I'll listen lookin for glitches and rip 'em to shove improve
That my rhythm's a little bit more intricate, just to boost
Threatened by so many different kinds of people
It seems that if you're goin' through somethin' and life is feelin' uncomfortable
But since I'm really bein' honest
I wanted to be one of the first to make it as a Northwest rap artist