True And Livin'

So peep my funk style of rhythm Word life, kid, I'm true and livin [ verse 3 ] Now it's the funkyman, and niggas can't see me When I grab the mic you better play the wall like graffiti Cause whether fast or somethin slow I'm bad like michael jackson, only thing is, I'm f**kin, though Hey yo, so just save it I'm one of the funkiest, plus the underground favorite That got astoundin rhymes That'll make your grandmoms get up when I decide to get down for mines I make your whole platoon nervous Tryin to get live, I bring it to that a*s like f**kin room service What you gonna do when I hunt you down You could have a freak on a ferris wheel, you still couldn't f**k around This is how it goes when finesse raps When brothers be sleepin on a nigga, but I don't stress that It'as the man that be rappin clever That's why I'm gonna shine forever, like paddened leather Have no fear, I kick it simple and so clear F**k making your day, I got some shit for your whole year I don't know why these crews be frontin They can have three u-haul trucks, and still won't be movin nothin I put niggas on curfews, I hurt crews My style is harder than the heel on f**kin church shoes Wanna wear my shoes, you can't fit em In years to come I be true and livin