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Confrontation
John michel, Anthony James, 8ig 8
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Keep rethinking decisions until your head goes numb
I'm doing better than everybody I been known
From the beginning my blessings been coming ten fold
You move in neutral, my nigga I switched the tempo
Check out, nah really just get out
'Cause no one ain't see me, 'till I brought the fucking bread out
Now they on they bullshit, talkin bout some "JM you changed"
Nigga we only got a problem 'cause you stay in your lane
Saying 'We don't change, it'll be okay'
It's a damn disgrace, outmatch your pace
Now I'm at your place, you're crying
"We know pain," I see you're afraid of real work
Quite frankly, I don't think your shoes could ever feel worse
But don't take that for granted, can't walk a mile in mine
Unlike you, I know hustle equates to dollar signs
Look at a check, says "x: John Michel" on the dotted line
Sleep on me, I'll sleep you singing lullabies
You count Z's? I like S's with a line through
A classy nigga, bumping Sade at the Drive-Thru
I'll send some thoughts and prayers to those that all oppose
And put a band up on your head to see it juxtaposed
It's no effort, no sleep, feel no fatigue
I know better, got no team, it's me and me
I'm so fed up, I'm hungry until the family eats
A knuckle ball to your dome, I'll put your face in Batters' Leagues
A new path, I ain't ever going back
Everything I do is all black excellence
Hands up and my blessings came ten fold
Middle of heaven and hell, nigga only God knows
Said God know it, spoke the words then murder wrote it
Heard you don't like the way I speak? Huh, duly noted
You're preaching change but acting just like your grown folk
And moving awkward, for really just watch your tone, hoe
Fuck what you have I flipped it and made it mine now
You never struggled, I promise I hope you find out
It's 330, I'm drinking, fuck it I'm fine now
Sent so much money back home it feels like my house
I got an ego? Well my nigga that's the situation
I'm breaking barriers, statistics in my population
And yet they still talk down like it's an obligation
Huh, what'd you say? Speak up, I love the confrontation
Huh, I love the confrontation
What'd you say? Speak up, I love the- yeah
I love the confrontation
Look I ain't got enough room, so everybody can't go
I play dead when they ask me for dough
Free my fam out they fans, they got a long way to go
Don't you ask about my case, I might just start acting slow
I love that confrontation, got me venting in my composition
Penmanship ridiculous, to speak to me you need permission
Please just keep me out your mentions
I don't want to get to spinning
Dirty niggas coming out the trenches
Listening to blueprint, like man I wanna rap like this
And my opinion, running laps around this shit
Surpass these niggas in my city
Name another nigga getting busy, driving to these different cities
Off a hour of sleep
So I expect these niggas to keep on sleeping on me
It's time to wake 'em up
I'm taking niggas out they prime, and make 'em face the god
I'm tired of all facing all this time
She giving face and tryna tell me
"Feel the vibe" like it's an obligation
You better speak up hoe, I love the confrontation
I ain't got no time for waiting, knowing that my time is sacred
Tryna speak to me, this shit ain't free, you know my time is payment
Know I'm going down as one the greatest like I'm Pac
I fell in love with all the haters, tell the people free my opps
I lost my heart when Frank got shot
Then lost my mind when I had overdosed
Been trying to stand over a nigga, give 'em that holy ghost
The shit that make you think, like damn nigga I ain't coming home
And look my son in his face, say "baby boy keep going strong"
Your word is all you got, be a man and keep on standing
Keep on moving like you famished
Just enough so that we all can eat
And if you ever fall just know you fall on me
I'll be your backbone, providing for my people 'till that stash gone
I'm never coming back home, 'cause all that's left is stash houses
Posers in that trap phone, so once you in that city
Start the clock, your time is ticking, better focus on your mission
Keep your mind off them bitches and keep your mind off out that gutter
Cause they all in competition, but I love the competition
Fell in love with confrontation, ain't to big on conversation huh
I ain't too big on conversation, but I love the confrontation
We are seven acknowledged wonders of the world
You are about to be entertained by the eighth
Say baby this is an album that's bound to put more dips in your hips
More cut in your strutting, more glide in your stride
If you don't dig it you know you got a hole in your soul
Don't eat chic-
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