This Is It Lyrics - Manifesto - Inspectah Deck

I came in the game, young nigga banging for fame 

In the process, staking my claim 

And I train like, Leonidas son, the fire and sun 

The blood, sweat and tears, grinding for ones 

Nearly died for it, cried for it, hustle and flow 

Right from the seed, competing with my love for the dough 

The hunger it burns, I wondered and yearned 

They tried skipping my turn 

This time, muthafuckas gon' learn 

About the rap general, Rebel, I stack regular revenue 

Globally local mogul, vocally soldier hold you 

Dude faking and fronting, you just say that you want it 

I'm the next Nike ad, greatness is nothing 

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Who run it, I'm coming, I can't, won't, don't stop blunted 

'Til the dough stop coming, 'til the hoes stop stunting 

Label it a rap, case closed, no discussion 

I'm back to the block, got the whole spot dumbing 

I hear plenty barking, got the semi sparking 

It's my time, this is it, like I'm Kenny Loggins 

Empty cartridge like Hannibal A-Team 

Stop me, wake out your day dream 

Stay out the way, please 

Before you have me facing like eighteen 

It's gotta be, then let it be 

I'm straight in them state greens 

I've been through it all, still stuck in the mud 

Eating good, living right, still them fuckers a judge 

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Like a nigga can't get no greats, when I hit, 

Make the bricks go ape 'cause I spit cocaine 

And I'm leaning em, blue coats is beaming 'em 

Rolling with the team and 'em 

But really only few folks are seen with 'em 

Y'all better mark my words 

Before it's all set and done 

I'm a stun y'all like Spock and Kirk 

Honor the rep, UD's, Donnie and Fes 

P.C. Fisk, Banga, straight body a set 

I even the odds, I'm bleeding, I'm scarred 

A nickel bag in the trunk, believe I'm involved 

I'm on everything, 'cause I ain't feeling the job 

Your boy Deck's a king, keep it realer than y'all 

Or say keep it true, you watching like the streets'll do 

Hip hop is falling apart, Deck, he's the glue 

Haters get off me, you sinking my ship 

Fixing your lips, yapping like you thinking he slip 

I got a million niggas thinking he sick, a million kids 

Thinking he rich, a million bitches think he the shit 

You think it's a game, laugh when you leaking in pain 

Speaking my pain, hater I'm the reason you came