Say Somethin

Uh, we just going to keep it going and going

until I feel completed and happy about it. You know?

Uh, Opus of a ghetto boy who grew into a project man

Brewster Place (booster plates), he used to stick his scissors in his sockets damn

clear that Project Runway, 'cause this is where my rocket lands

ain't got no problems, Houston, I A.K.A. then rocket land

Events recent that lit a fire under him like pots and pans

rockets and I (eye) up in the sky like helicopter cams

And you down there in the traffic jam

from here I've seen a bunch of fake shit like avid wrestling fans

Came up from the bottom of the eye exam, zoom

Now I'm like the biggest G off in the room

still hard to see me like the truth on TV

or the roof from the sidewalk, I don't flow (floor), I ceiling

My mama said they need me

'cause, I'm made from the best stuff on earth like Snapple Tea Leaves

they glass is half full so I spit into them like Celie

no longer G, now you can see me

but your letters' (lettuce) still under my sea (C) like seaweed

C and G but nothing bout me CG

It's all real, none of this is green screen

(Shut Up and Let Me Go) just like The Ting Tings

I'm feeling like a Mac, standing around a bunch of PCs

I've rocked it from the shouters to the soccer moms

try to stop what's going on

you'll see the back of my hand like the tops of palms

I'm balling like the tops of pawns

circle of influence getting bigger like the ripples on the tops of ponds

Short-footed and War Headed like the tops of bombs

Dominoing niggas, delivery is Papa John's, Little Ceaser's, uh

burning down your Pizza Huts

Plaque collection building 'cause, I don't brush my teeth enough

yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think this deep as fuck

but this like my weaker stuff

they ask "Is this his day-to-day 'cause this is like a week to us?"

Mic is shy and speakers blush, I is shy (Chi) and he is up

I correct, me is up - no we is up - cause its like two of me

and each of us, rapping acid, eat this up

A-Town down, peace is up, New York to East Coast is tough

West Side riding, lot of niggas salty 'cause

'cause I be overseas and (over seasoned) tough.

Everything seamless, WorldStar never seen this

NahRight gotta stream this, motherfucking genius

Brave and fly, you backboneless and wingless

bunch of chickens on the strip, I'm coming for they fingers

till what they throwing up is meaningless

Chilly Chill you seeing this? This didn't make MTV's list

Finish fingers, eating wrist, feeding frenzy and shit

Succotash suffering, Chicken Fricassee-en this

a beat eating media blitz

pace is getting feverish, pain is growing severe-ish

these the peppers Peter picked

things are at their easiest, Real Compton city G'in it

but I'm from Chicago, house lights, bravos

Yeah, I'm just playing....Internet, check!