First To Fight - Lpg

I run through cats with straight talk and crooked slang

And bang out hits on 16 bars I’m quick to hang

And quick to ink up what I think of with pen and pad

And tattooin' and ruin y’all rookies till you end up plaid

I catch cats slippin' and throw hands that stick to cheeks

And I been turned the other but I’m too weak to repeat

I leak wisdom and peak over fences of present tenses

To peep my future wins and true to the word within

And neverendin' circle of friends who seem right like

They up for whatever and been down since I been tight

But when limelight dims I still sing hymns wit the winds

While y’all blown outta proportion on Billboardin' top ten

I’m still sportin' pimp limpin' since I race through Shadow Oak lane

When me and Skip Loc was stealin' smoke from Duane’s room

I bloom lovely and plant the seed of good news

And I’m first in the fight and I got the bruise to prove

Though lessons learned I’ve yet to turn in mics

While questions burn I’m set to earn my stripes

And yes it hurts but blessed or curse I might just

Get the worse cause I’ll be 1 st to fight

From the start of all my illustrations I co-exist in two worlds to make ends

meet

Increased over peace to be a rhyme piece and bring a global change for a dollar

And a dream but subtract all the fame I don’t need that attention

I breathe my descension from the ranks of topic lungs to exhale all bottomless

mention

Lest my mortal cause for that mission, I been conditioned for all terrain its,

all for gain

But read from a different page I was born free but turned to a slave

And the sessions I be in begin wit hard stares

Open up the book of love and everybody is scared

Nowhere will you find my time in broken pieces

I took a journey and theory to know Jesus

For all the right reasons and took a debt and

Paid it couldn’t understand a word so I learned a new Language

Transform the mind

With a new design

Follow your spirit and watch yourself die

Though lessons learned I’ve yet to turn in mics

While questions burn I’m set to earn my stripes

And yes it hurts but blessed or curse I might just

Get the worse cause I’ll be 1 st to fight

Was it medication or mediation

Figure with my addition to friction its must be the later

I’ve been sick wit it that what I was told

Or was it a drug induced dream of a long road

Was it seed I sold or was it only patches

Over holes on an old dress code

And do I have any records sold and if so where did the money

Go and how come no one know it ain’t happening again

I can’t tell what the deal I feel like God use me

Didn’t sell and that’s real I wonder did god choose me

Is this really happening am I still rapping

Still fighting the same thang I was fighting when I was 15

Writing the same songs bout the game still anti fame

Still taking 'bout coming off the brain

Or am I a broke rule breaker

Title taker provoke to a choke hold MC for common folk

A paper patriot of passion and production

A classic collage of concentrated combustion

I’m a breeze whistling melodies

Telling stories bout storms raining down on MCs

And please don’t think 'cause I have questions I’m a weak man

I stood alone and ill do it again

I don’t fear tomorrow tomorrow fears me

Fears my vision fears my family

The suns afraid to rise for fear of what I’ll do today

Fear of what I’ll say scared I’ll outshine

I’m starting to remember why I 1 st began

Holding future in my left and title in right hand

Letting cats know they can teaching rats to be the man

Woman stand on they own and focus on the plan

Never quitting till gold getting 1 st in this race

Stay hitting and keep fit cause we at a fast pace

Got know time for the lace be patient in your haste

And I pray nobody mess with you cause I swear I’ll catch a case

Come on