Microphone Cassius, Magic with the sick shyt
'posed to been dead....
but bytch I’m still up in this bytch
Step inside a mind that revolves around the rhyme
And every time he close his eyes, visions of white lines
Dying in the arms of a blond blue eyed 20 something
Don’t know her name but the paramedics chest pumping
30 something black male, OD'ed off of pills
That he wasn’t prescribed but they took his life
Left behind a daughter that doesn’t really even know him
Cause her momma thought he wouldn’t make a living off of poems
But it was a long journey on a rocky road
Had a hoody on and a jacket in the snow
Walking in the cold on the way to the studio
nikka, that was just a couple years ago
Dropped a couple mixtapes on the net
And nikkas tried to front like it wasn’t all that
But guess what bytch I’m coming back
Guess what bytch I’m coming back
Came a long way from extension cords in the windowhttp://genius.com/492768/Danny-brow...inter-so-cold-nikkas-sleeping-wearing-scarves
Borrowing neighbor's power just to plug up the Nintendo
Where the ovens never closed and stoves never off
Every winter so cold nikkas sleeping wearing scarves
But I always tell myself that it's gonna get better
You know who you is, you the greatest rapper ever
So now the pressures on him to prove that voice right
Some people never know they goals, knew mine my whole life
So now his turn's up fixing up to bat
Pitching singles to the label when I use to pitch crack
I never learned to rap, always knew how
Ever since a nikka 8, knew what I would do now
When I turned 28 they like what you gonna do now?
And now a nikka 30 so I don't think yall heard me
That the last ten years I been so fukking stressed
Tears in my eyes let me get this off my chest
The thought of no success got a nikka chasing death
Doing all these drugs in hopes of OD’ing next, Triple X
He stole this song not only from Freddie, but Madlib as well 