When no beat on
I'm nervous
Felling like eyes staring
All Voodoo but no cursing
Wait What??
See
Its hard to explain
Daily in the zone
To one day see the crowd
With out a shame
......
Not knowing this can be hard
Everyone can rap
I'm not talking about difference
That people starting it from the dirt
Searching and picking every scratch
..........
It gotta be the paper
Bleeding in your eyes
Cause your homie just made the shirt
Going to his funnel
Hearing people screaming
Oh my god
It still freaking hurt
Remembering all them times
You sat him down
Played a track
And Got to work