[Kareem Justice]I swing a bat like I'm all that
Withstanding at that plate, when I connect
It's like all that, the bullets out the gate
Remove the slate, camera man remind me
How why they secret, it's never hard to find me
I'm in class, studyin' hard to pass
Afterwards, at lunch, I flip in the yard of grass
Bottle holder, since I was pushed in the stroller
My first days of writing, was with the paint roller
In the Pampers when I first heard the beat
Now that my head, choose on the wrong feet
My mother said the child couldn't talk it, but I knew it
My sister said my brother was wild, but goin' through it
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Kids wanna, bounce the ball, ride the bike, you wanna
Play the game, or fly the kite, you wanna
Ball on the court, take the shot, you wanna
Jump in the box, claimin' spots
[Kareem Justice]
Up in the air, from jumpin' out of park swing
Stingin' like a bee that attract the dark things
My rap flow, urban show, ready or on so
Good to go, from the first draft, or on, though
Boldin' the ink and outline the crayon
M.C. flow freeze the beat to play on
My rhyme book is filled with the most creative work
And bringin' the runt, I slide in the dirt
The home team hurt, I reign with the slay
I train under the watchful eyes of experts
Some Justice for your mixtape, that holds weight
Ship it to the DJ's, give 'em smiles like Colgate
They love us so much, they spend 'em on gold plates
More than enough to give 'em somethin' to rotate
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[Kareem Justice]
I never hesitate to drop the verse, I rhyme first
Repeat it so often, it's like well rehearsed
Rap star, drawed throughout the universe
I watch from afar, just to see what they be doing first
Some was at they worst, dyin' of thirst
Others pushed through, like the troops in Iraq, yo, but what did Bush do?
See I don't know one thing about politics
Performing to the beat, is as dirty as my collar gets
The wildest child is gifted and talented
But change your style, but never wanna challenge it
Who tellin' me to rhyme to they melody
I take time with my words, like I'm in the spelling bee
If I don't make the grade, I don't make the record
Once that's accomplished, then my rhymes respected
As long as I stay on track, and then
We can rhyme back to back, whatever
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