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Yaa I Get It

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Yaa I Get It

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I get it...

(Verso 1)

Maybe I'm not big cuz I don't blog or Twitter

Dawg, I'm bitter

I didn't happen on the flop, but I'll win it on the river

Longest winter got me seasoned

Now I'm a non-beginner

Meanin' not yet a veteran but nevertheless

Pick the drug or the rapper man I'm better than meth

Dope as E though or Ether the drug or the Jay diss

I would say dope as reefer but that would be too basic

And overplayed, overslaved won't complain though

The games been good to a young'un outta London so I'm grateful

Not just for the fundin' or for the fans

But for the chance to say somethin, it wasn't in the plans at first

It was sad days, halfway to graduation

Cap and black cape making job applications

I hate the catch phrase "Canadian rap sensation"

Shad K don't have chains, big as the Appalachians

But since the label put me out like ash trays to smoke cats

I have gained some accolades and admiration

It's grown since then Though that second album man was so old-school

Folks called it old Princeton

I'm still penny pinchin it was so fine

My bills gonna hold still as pig skin

When its field goal time, now

That being said it's still 09

And i still got a lot of credit I still owe 9

But they charge no interest, so I pay no interest

Meaning I pay no mind, If there ain't no fine, I'm fine

I hope I ain't boring y'all rappin bout rap

But the only thing I love more then rappin is nappin

And I know nobody want to hear me rap about that

You want the underdog spazzin on the track

I get it...

(Verso 2)

Well my name ain't Lil' Wayne

Gretzky, But y'all know better than to check me

In the game, my whole record's like a technique

Telin' referees to peak at the press seats a sec please

DROP YOUR GLOVES OJ *haha*

I knock you into next week make you get teeth replaced

Can't use plates what you get to eat

Gives new meaning to tube steak

Like watching you breast feed doomsday

Move on these squares like a chesspiece, I'm deadly

Even if your Supernatural , I'm Craig G

Jesse James meets Jet Li

Killing these fakes at break neck speed

I make your head steam like a pet peeve

Get your neck squeezed till the breath leaves

Got the finesse and the prestige

And more Mac than 10 tech geeks dissing XP

Best in the league of vets like ex-marines highest pedigree

When i get the beat its hereditary

Genetic freak poetically

One-ten degree Memphis heat spittin steadily

Medically decapitate this rapper's face

Still won't get a head of me

I'm the best I'll ever be (Yeah!)

The cats out the bag, the new Shad's out

Now they spell it S.H.A.D.D. the way i spaz out

I don't bad mouth but I'll quickly put down the cat if he bit me like

Roy's boy Siegfried, Welcome to the big leagues

Where they pitch heat, still on a hit streak

My rappin's like battin' .360

*Hey Griffey slow down do something less cerebral*

I ain't big enough yet

*I gotta keep impressin people*

I get it , guess its a lesser evil

Weapons lethal as a Desert Eagle

Now my lethal weapon won(one)

You don't get a sequel

I Get it...

(Verso 3)

No eviction notice still i'm homeless on a poets mission

Not that I'm a fiend stealing bass like Otis Nixon

Livin' on the street now i'm livin' on the road consistent

Making fans multiply like a coefficient

Record sales im making low comission but the visions mine

They don't change my record like pitchin' a no decision

Guitar playing emcee Yea i'm known for spittin'

While i'm tappin on my fender like cars in a slow collision

The precision of my flows in terms of tone addiction

Is akin to that of the old masters of prose and fiction

So many sold their souls , my soul ambitions

To hold solace so calm and bright as a solar system

I'm from a soul tradition; heads think I'm going to prison

Cause I'm talking bout this rap sheet with the most conviction

The most commitment, no other pro is so proficient

The coldest spittin', Rakim north pole edition

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