[Charlie Clips]
Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Charlie Clips
And Nicki got the world on that Barbie tip
I play Ken, stuntin' that Ferrari whip
All type of chips in my bag; Party Mix
I'm on Lenox with that great ish
If you want that rock, fella—yes, I got that Jay ish
Momma said: "Son, you can make it, you gotta pray, Clips."
But I feel unidentified; spaceship
'Til I blast off, or I blast back
Your guns don't smoke, they sober, hate to pass that
Every time I rap my stock high; NASDAQ
Every track I'm on is illmatic; I'll nass that
Excuse me, I meant Nas
Feelin' like a refugee; Lauryn and Pras
Make a rapper call 911; 'Clef and Blige
Fat boy; I don't bake these rappers, I get 'em fried
Anyone mess with my knots, I get 'em tied
Any rapper said he better than Clips? You know he lied
Well, maybe Jay, um, maybe Em, or maybe Nas
All the other four rappers I know, they all died
Rest in peace Pac, Pun, L and Biggie
I don't really smoke, but for them I'm blowin' the fifty
I dare a hater front on me, I'm unloadin' the SIG:ie
Big guns, make his father run; no Diggy
They lost faith for him, no biggie
And I ain't by myself, got fifty goons with me
Put my boots on, I'm stompin' you so quickly
'Til you under the Timberland; no Missy
Got 'em sayin', "This dun spiffy."
Go on tour, bring the goons and the guns with me
Leave the game, retire a king; Doug Christie
In the booth I'm the truth, the proof? One sixty
They say that I'm number one, I'm more number two
'Cause I'm the shit, flow sick; every line got the flu
That's a light punchline, you really know what I can do
I'm a boar, animal, I should be caught in the zoo
My flow so similar to Henny with that Nuvo
Crowd waitin' around, that's just to hear my new flow
Never gon' lose, I was taught by a cool coach
To shoot, lay off of that bullshit; Kukoč
I did, I'm at the basket, and one
Murderin' the game, they gon' charge me with man one
When I leave this game, give my money to my grandson
If I never have one, give that money to my man's son
Nieces, nephews, godchildren, and some
Now when I flow they say Charlie Clips the damn one
Headed towards the light
So when they ask you where that man from
Tell 'em same borough Big L, Mase and Cam from
Hold up, I think I see somethin' bright
I believe it's my future, so I'm headed towards the light
One of them haters get mad
Well, you tell him that I don't write
When you tell him that I'm nice they reply… (Yeah right!)
Close they eyes so tight, they don't want me in they sight
I be steppin' on they toes, and defeat is so light
They look at your son, Momma, now your boy's so bright
Need a hundred telescopes to catch this star at night
I'm gone, but let me tell you what I've been through
Since seventeen I haven't picked up a pencil
No lie, everything I do is off the mental
Millions of views, you should check out my credentials
A short time I done been up in this game
I set up and arranged and I set up on the train
I felt a lot of love and I even felt the pain
Have my umbrella up so when the game seen a reign I'm ready
No, I don't do this for my wife
I do this for my niggas in the pen servin' life
I do this for my niggas with that pen that's tryin' to write
So, put your Fab voice on for me, because I'm nice!