Beautiful Mind

I'm sick of gossiping bitches and niggaz who gossip like bitches
 claiming they live but if you pop em they snitching
 some wise from the building, the game knowledge of dealers
 knowing they lack the heart of those who out on the benches
 I was out in the trenches
 which enables me to paint such a powerful picture
 like Apocalypse Now
 I put my heart in my lyrics, every time I sit down
 I write, my source of inspiration ain't 3 and a half mics
 I must have been an mc in my past life
 presently I'm unquestionably poetic, I'm that nice
 people act like, I don't deserve nothing I got
 I grew up in the spot
 my sleep was interrupted by customers knocks
 some of y'all should just stop the animosity you got for me
 luck it was not
 for years we ran the projects like a marathon
 these catastrophic, my time depth of pride became my own conquest
 subsequently some are with me others ain't yet, the gun is within me
 I wish for nothing except that my mother was with me
 some place judgment against me based on nothing but envy
 they pray for my downfall like the song by biggie
 born in the city which never sleeps till rest in peace
 its carved in stone some starved while others bled to eat
 rap is my legacy I leave my seed my destiny
 except I hope she never see the treachery success will bring
 the trife life and death of kings
 I'm from the rarest breed of people who rep the street and spit poetically
 never sleep, rest assured mega is dope in its pure form
 the dealer mc, keeping it real is my protocol
 fall back I got you hoping off the style- I was working on it
 the beat is lifeless, till I put mys on it
 I reminiscence confinement as I read a kite from
 my people with secret inditements
 freedom and trying, contemplating putting streets on the tires
 dominating this beef with my rhyming as if you need a reminder
 I spit that drug dealer shit you might have seen on the wire
 what other lyricist is known for giving people consignment?
 I'm eager to find my equal at rhyming
 I rock, iceberg jeans with the nikes
 an extremist when rhyming deep as poseidon
 we lived in violence now I live in a peaceful environment
 a secret asylum from the streets where people be wiling
 some blind with fury from seeing my shining
 like a phoenix arising from the depths showing the reaper defiance