I Can’t Rap

[Verse 1]
No, I can't rap, according to these motherfuckers I'm another Slim, apparently a guy with glasses can't trap
Pfft, "okay Mister Boom-Bap", all this lyricism cannot penetrate that heavy skullcap
No wonder your brain shuts down and takes a nap because you only got enough capacity to focus on the clap
But it's always ones like you that are throwin' punches like a slap
They don't want it, they don't get it, too much venom that I'm spittin' and it's lethal hittin' jugulars like hypodermic needles
And I'll never be defeated every challenge thrown my way is greeted with a smile and I know I leave my enemies depleted
And I, never will surrender 'cause I'm here to win it, with your mind yeah, I know I am bender, a defender, an airbender
Tailgatin', a rear-ender in a hurry, I'm irreverent, a Joker to your Murray

[Chorus]
I dedicate this to the ones who said that I would fail
Now they go to my shows, like my shit and they send me mail
They said I can't rap, in a coroner wrap, sittin' in the corner with a face full of sap
Hopin' that I notice them in the crowd when they're there bein' loud and doin' that fake clap

[Verse 2]
Yeah, if you think that I can't spit then I guess I gotta hit ya, yeah good thing that I'm a pitcher that can you fit ya
In the zone, strike another batter out, now I'm in the zone, on a mission now and steady aimin' for the jawbone
I'm a workaholic and I'm probably gonna die alone, overdosed on my work, count it as another book closed for the bones
Scary when the shit is so close to your home
My music is money in the bank, momentum in the tank, as I try to break on through
People behind the scenes are kickin' up a stank
I just wanna get on in the inner circle but I don't wanna have to do it with a fuckin' shank
Your ship I'm a sink, with a little bit of hood and a little bit of wink, and I'm never gonna give 'em what they want
'Cause I slink as I watch them take a drink from my overflowin' cup of ink

[Chorus]
I dedicate this to the ones who said that I would fail
Now they go to my shows, like my shit and they send me mail
They said I can't rap, in a coroner wrap, sittin' in the corner with a face full of sap
Hopin' that I notice them in the crowd when they're there bein' loud and doin' that fake clap

[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm never gonna give in, 'cause this rap is really livin' and I'm never gonna give up 'til I live up in a mansion
And the code I'm gonna find it, why you think that I rewind it with the sound, never mind that shakin' on the ground
Yeah, it's just the sound of Ethos comin' through to willfully remove you and I hate to do it to you
But we knew it was comin to it cause the ceiling was too high for you and
You could never break through but I'm a fly through it

[Chorus]
I dedicate this to the ones who said that I would fail
Now they go to my shows, like my shit and they send me mail
They said I can't rap, in a coroner wrap, sittin' in the corner with a face full of sap
Hopin' that I notice them in the crowd when they're there bein' loud and doin' that fake clap