You Ain't Never Heard of Me - Reks

You ain’t never heard of me

But after this I guarantee

You gon' committed to the Reks for life

You ain’t never heard of me

But after this I guarantee

You gon' committed to the Reks for life

You ain’t never heard of me

But after this I guarantee

You gon' committed to the Reks for life

You ain’t never heard of me

But after this I guarantee

I hear the cheap shots day in, day out, blastin' my name

As if anybody out there slightly fathom my pain

Critics reviews, spittin' the news about my single

I see the hate in most MC’s eyes each time we mingle

Dappin' me and then attacking me is forbidden

If blastin' me your livin'

Don’t ask me about passion when I’m spittin'

Y’all not even a smidgen of half of me ya written

In freestyle my brain’s not even questioned, it’s a given

Pure focus, when I scrill it like poachers when I wrote this

When I write, my mind expand like the belly of Oprah’s

Hunger pains 'til the blood in my veins begin to suffer

Well like it said, what don’t take your life’a make you tougher

So I write until my finger tips are cripple-shaped

Touch you like a triple eight, to ventilate your mental state

I get so all abstract, don’t tell 'em what my pen’ll spray

Don’t ask me of you’re wack, son that’s just what I was sent to say

Whether you’re with Mos Def or whether you’re into Jay

Just give me a sec' to explain what I was sent to say

I roll with Skits dawg, guess a brotha guilty by association

I kept to your hood chief, I swear I hope your hatin'

My folks been waitin' to brawl through this paper chasin'

Y’all expectin' the Reks to fall, I stuck out my chest to all

Pressed it off, blessin' from the gods keep me focusin'

I want that open tent cheap bastard to choke or sink

No percent of my squad pretending we large

We from M-A-double dollar dawg, defendin' like guards

And sendin' them charts, from beginnin' them dots was short

Men saw the consequences of pretending their thoughts

Could compare to ours, lord, my southpaw put your jaws in gauze

For gosh my draw is so large;

no squad’s messing with my crew

Yeah them’s my dawgs, they got similar flows par

But them’s my balls, similar broads, but yours is

Wearing my drawls, preparing hearts for MSE’s cause, we the chosen