Tekster: Wiz Khalifa. History In The Making.

I?m so incredible wait

Wit no metal to waist

I flow great

And that?ll level ya face

But I?ll still let a nigga have it

You talk greasy but u still a faggot

I front on cowards cause u niggas backwards

I got my money right

Game on top

And it?s been said that I?m the key to put this game on lock

I?m from tha city

Of the triflin? hoods

But when u see me

Gotta smile on my face

Nuttin sweet, it?s just that life is good

Yea, I dodged the hood

Slums came up out that

Rap game about that

To gain pay wit out crack

See I'mma youngin wit too much on my plate

To let some small change have a youngin dumped in a cage

I seen niggas make sells

Niggas get knocked and make bail

And take lives, they worries ain?t jail

Wit no regards for life cause they livin? ain?t well

Who gotta make it to heaven cause they livin? in hell

But me I don?t do much just keep to myself

And stop these cock-suckin? motha-fuckas seekin? my wealth

I was told the world?s cold but I see for my self

And I?m too hot to take the back seat or the shelf

So I?m here

For sum reason though they hate it to death

The love?s gone only hatred is left

Only achin? and stress

A king not be mistaken for less

And this here is for the taking

This is history in the making



Where I?m from it?s kinda hard to trust

Cause the hate?s from most of your own people

They?re fake and they?re all see through

Hate to see a nigga when he?s stackin? his bucks

Rather him be down in the dumps

And out on his luck

But I?ll be damned if my grind stop

My mind tickin? like the time watch

And I?m gon be spittin? ?till the time?s not

Presently there

I touch minds everywhere

And I?ll ride hopin? heaven is near

See the pain in your eyes young wit every stare

I seek peace, but these streets will never be fair

Cause somebody went and took Greg?s life

Son reached

Deceased

No time to blink or think twice damn

Wonder when it gonna be my time

To meet death

I?m stressed need to ease my mind

And unless one of y?all try to see whats mine

Then I?ll eat through your flesh, bones and leave that spine

U see I did the right thing

I stayed up out the gun and knife game

I knew about the pain it might bring

And we all got problems

I chose to smoke blunts just to drown ?em

The top, but I rose from the bottom

And I?m here now

Ain?t no body harming young

My screw?s loose they say somethings wrong wit young

Ya time?s up I?m just warning young

Cause this here?s for the taking,

This is history in the making