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escape 2 - generic tha character lyrics

i heard ‘em say that
i could never make a tape as good * as escape the neighborhood
i just play the beat and shook my head like, watch me do it
if that’s true, then when every track is a classic
then, i don’t wanna see you goin’ “oh” or even noddin’ to it (haha)
you better hit pause or mute it, and throw out all my music
if you thought i’d lose it before takin’ my city over
i’ve had this crazy way of followin’ patterns
and groovin’ wit ‘em ever since guitar hero threw me cliffs of dover, yeah
oh yeah, i’m still rockin’ the hoodie black
my mama saw me in the hip*hop aisle, while lookin’ at the cds
like “put it back” (slapped)
but this was destiny, like meant to be, so how the h*ll else could i act?
my older brother burned a couple instrumental tapes
i keep ‘em in the glovebox just in pencil case
i get the urge to freestyle before work
cuz back in 3rd grade, i learned practice makes perfect
windows xp, and i was microsoft wordin’, caps lock
started chalkin’ lyrics on my blacktop
yeah, i was usin’ this music as a way of self*expression
so there’s no way in heaven or h*ll i can stop
my intervention, i became my own therapist
and up till now, i didn’t realize how rare it is
to have that quick escape from reality, the neighborhood
and that’s the whole entire concept of what generic is
here we go, let the snowball roll and roll
stayin’ wide*eyed through the night till i’m ovo
tryna box me in and i’ma give ‘em all the rope the dope
i remember rappin’ back when kobe had the kobe ‘fro
back when i was still watchin’ rollie pollie ollie show
back when i would ride around with mom and play the radio
i would sit in class, writin’ 50 cent lyrics
then i, learned the way he flow, i guess that’s my version of takin’ notes
yeah, now this is what i’m confident in
so i’ma keep rhymin’, and rhymin’, then keep rhymin’ again
cuz hip*hop and i are like two peas in a pod
it’s been this way from the beginning like we’re siamese twins
i do the 9*5pm, then a 5*1am
every night i’m prayin’, so can i get uh amen?
i was puttin’ letters and words together, feelin’ like perfect weather
with the wooden blocks in my playpen
i see the trophy waitin’, my parents taught me patience
but how’m supposed to feel when it’s just out there for the takin’
the only thing i think about, my mind is always racin’
so welcome back to baker, where a tape is always bakin’
this cucible is boring
and 99% of me would rather be inside of the studio recording
the same doubt haunts me when i wake up in the morning
tryna figure out which one of these is more important
cuz i love it when i does it cuz i’m passionate for it
i jump into the driver seat, hit the gas and i floor it
and after all the time i spent, every dollar and cent
just to make a dent, then how could i ever ignore it?
so to the fear inside my soul, i thank you
you gave me time to make do until i found a breakthrough
i made it out the neighborhood…
and now i’m lookin’ out beyond these city limits to that new place i can escape 2

- generic tha character lyrics

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