The Beginning - Stat Quo

Feel like fresh air, woo!

… I can breathe

Long time comin

Let us begin (OWWWWW!)

This is «Statlanta» with no Em and no Dre

Just nothin but that muh’fuckin A (OKAY!!)

They can’t keep him away, he’s too resourceful

Gettin that guap with the Glock by my torso

The young terror from the crack era

I turn never to a guarantee;

God speaks through me

This is my bio, read my life

Tune your ears to my soul, let my music bring light

No hype, no gimmicks, Obie told me

There’s no love in this game, most niggas O. D

On the fame and the chains, but I remain sane

With my feet and my body engulfed in the flames

First album but it feels like the third

Countless mixtapes, I’mma grind on the curb

Stood strong when the bullshit occured, that’s my word

I am what the hood prefered, listen hurr

A magazine can’t make him or break him

I’m still the future, XXL’s mistaken (YEA!)

It’s trouble when the monsters awaken

The top spot vacant, it’s mine for the takin

Throwback flow, no breakin

Ol' zone swag off in Beverly, Hills I’m cakin

On the cover of magazines, niggas hatin

The game lack creativity, they just tracin

No equals, too lethal, hear me people

This is just a preview, stay tuned for the sequel (part two!)

I saw past what the rest couldn’t see through

I am the young beast;

it’s time that I feast

Fuck niggas retreat, may you forever sleep

Where the maggots and the earthworms eat, this is murder on beats

Have a seat, feel the power when your leader speak

Havin money’s so bittersweet

It’s like a double-edged sword when the blade and the flesh meet

These so-called best rappers lookin like fresh meat

Yeah, so it’s time to dine

And I ain’t ask niggas shit, I’m just takin mine

Rhyme for rhyme, song for song, line for line, show for show

The survey say Stat Quo (Stat Quo)

Those that don’t know don’t matter bitch

And if you don’t understand just listen to this

YEA!