Hagler

Ladies and gentlemen

Ladies and gentlemen

I banged a lot of shakers

And no I don't spit scratch rap

Just know that my hands exchanged a lot of paper

I lived a lifetime for most of y'all by twenty-one

Same spades game, different player man, plenty come, plenty go

Twenty-four with gleamers on the Benz

Might thicken up your friends, thicken up your hands

Make you feel like Charles Dickens dippin' with your pen

But you can see like Stevie do by lookin' at your kin

Family tell a story: neglect the ones you love the most

Famine for the glory, lookin' like Robert Horry

Tryin' to hit that clutch with three seconds on the clock

Viewin' things rather poorly

Those that went before me

Tried to school me well but the wisdom only bored me

I never lost yet but if I did it would be sorely

Therefore, I implore thee:

Never come before the champion of men

The beginning and the end

We're the enemy of friend Above the Rim like Leon

My blood color neon, my soul aged eons

My first name will be on the Nobel list

For now I settle for a Grammy on a track like this

I used to rap with the Kool G. lisp

Citizenship is British, red snapper, cook the fish

After grub, we hit the club and walk away with medallions

Came a long way but fuck it homey we back again

Whatever when I made it through he worst

I can die as drops in the hurricane, the rain never touches 'em

You got guts runnin' through your veins

Get freedom, the spook that sat by the door

You ain't even seen him cleanin' guns in the back

Serial numbers, they key 'em

They want half, I only need ten for my per diem

And you don't need no fuckin' wrist band to come to meet them

You can say you part of my band: The Grand Union, yeah