They say that I'm the one

And you, you are the prototype

You might have the ears of sound

But you already know who they like

You niggas need hugs for real

Somebody to hold you real tight

You niggas need hugs for real

Somebody tell 'em he's the prototype

I am the truth, no lie about it

Bring my testimony when I walk in that booth

Walking the thin line between love and hate, I defend mines

Join them when it comes to their crunch time, I never fold

I love pressure, that's why I apply so much on niggas thinking they better

I am a clutch shooter, I am a sharp shooter

And it's great enough to hear the butterfly moving

Follow me moving through these ghetto streets and school I say fuck retarded sweep

Walk into school the chief right there tried to talk at me

In the midst of Piru and natty Blood beef

Shall we hesitate or walk down

That 10-grade summer we had death right in front of us

Then leave the house without kissing our mamas

The new Jordans came out, but we didn't get them

Cuz the color haunt them to get too much attention

Damn it I liked it thoughs

Pac was talking 'bout the concrete rose

I never seen one till I looked in the mirror

There go, huh huh, that's the flow right there

You should use it, that's what my conscience said then I hopefully abused it, huh

I am the lyrics and the music, y'all rapping note for the beat

I let the instrumentals listen to me

I listen to heat, my ears can hear fire

I pierce through the flame like barbed wire breaking up concrete

And I ain't thinking 'bout no rap beef

Niggas is getting killed throughout the week, that's every day

Catchin' bullets like an umpire

We tried to stay home but still ain't safe

That's baseball tactics, retaliation back and forth like tennis rackets, we used to it

Who can circle 'round the block the fasters

If you can do it, think you know why it becomes a practice

We worked it out like barely total

Cuz shit happens

You niggas need hugs for real

Somebody to hold you real tight

You niggas need hugs for real

Somebody tell 'em he's the prototype

I ain't even rap but let them young boys get ya

Paint a perfect picture like I'm rhyming only scripture

I'm nice, ice water veins, it's pure no filter

Who you get your style from, the same real familiar like I heard it before

But reincarnation is a blind man spirit

So I ain't going for it, na uh

I ain't having it, you getting to board it

Like an unfair mother, my child you gon suffer

To you acknowledge to whom gave you life to knowledge in Zion learning and taking deuce through college

The prototype for the flows you like

I'm surgical Ronald Mike, I cut you up somethin' nice

Get out the pocket, I'm sending them skyrockets right through your minds

Optic popping out your eye sockets, ah

Excites a riot every time I'm rhyming

In accordance with the snare I got impeccable time, Junior

They say that I'm the one

And you, you are the prototype

You might have the ears of sound

But you already know who they like

You niggas need hugs for real

Somebody to hold you real tight

You niggas need hugs for real

Somebody tell 'em he's the prototype