The Prize

What the fuck is that?

In my era, we used to call it 'stilo'
That's Spanish for 'style, ' stupido
It used to be all tranquilo
Never thought i'd live to see the
Day you'd stoop this low
We grew up in the same environment
Shared the same spray paint
And markers and shit
Now you lookin for a early retirement
Cause every day you hate on me
You talk like a bitch
Scared the hell out you didn't i?
Sittin wit ya girl on
The couch watchin YouTube
Couldn't even look me in the eye
Tried to paly it off like 'whats up
My dude?' must've forgot about me, huh
I'm still from the block
I just look a little strange
But we can talk about it, bro
We can step off in the front
Yard and throw them thangs
But you don't wanna go against me
You really wanna kick it when
Push comes to shove
You actin silly cause you miss me
And this is the way that you show me love

You need to focus those eyes on the time
It was right, then ya life, then ya rhymes
Then the prize and i don't even think you
Lookin at the prize
I think you killin time lookin at what's mine

Some people call it swagger
I'm a little bit older
So i still call it mojo
It really doesn't matter, nah
If you got it you get it
If you don't then it won't grow
I heard that they was mad at me
Do i care? no
The evil doesn't see a scarecrow
Flashback to old strategies
Cause you gotta be careful
When these crabs in the barrel
Slow down, hit my hometown
Cats talk a lot of smack
So what's up wit that?
I been around the globe now
And i snuck back
Just to let you know that it was fuckin flat
Come down off the jackass
You should put both feet on the ground
Oh so real you ain't built for revenge math
Just talent and voice, wit no social skill
This goes to too many people
If you feel offended
Come and get wit the kid
I'm not better than you, nah, i'm equal
But when i went to do it, i meant what i did

You need to focus those eyes on the time
It was right, then ya life, then ya rhymes
Then the prize and i don't even think you
Lookin at the prize
I think you killin time lookin at what's mine
You need to focus those eyes on the time
It was right, then ya life, then ya rhymes
Then the prize and i don't even think you
Lookin at the prize
I think you killin time lookin at what's mine