Yo, I ain't the artist,
I'm the canvas
God painting the answer to the cancerous
question of what's real
Cause hell has no fury,
judge has no jury that can stop me
Ain't a label alive that can drop me,
I made up my mind, falling in line
Y 'all need a
DeLorean to travel from
time to catch up
I'm already in the year 2000
and right there
Where
Youthwatch is operational and my
occupation is full time inspirational
Administration, slash songwriter,
non -writer, all -nighter
Who can keep the crowd liver than most?
Yo, I roll with the
Holy
Ghost in the clinic
Them sick
MCs with li quid
Tennessees on the mic
You could bang us through
the speakers of your truck all night
I can't quit, man, I got no choice
Been called a stand -taller,
be the prophet's voice
Let's get down to business
Watch me
Handle it
My crew
Handle it
Tournaments,
my crew handles business
I'm telling you
We stuck to the plan and
we still standin'
Let's get down to business,
come on!
Handlin'!
My crew!
Handlin'!
Gunner rats, my crew handles business,
I'm tellin' you!
We stuck to the plan and
we still standin'
I can list page after page
of names of fallen
MCs
Some I thought were much harder than me,
it's hard to believe
One's love for this can be
discarded with ease
None of my incidents can
make me fall out and leave
Yo, I'm reminded every time that I breathe,
I gotta succeed
I'm movin' with the fuel of a mustard seed I trust my lead,
ain't say in' I never fail
But I'm lost if I end up in hell,
but that ain't me
I see the quitters,
Duke,
Dead
AP
Now be aware they only
aware of where they be
It's hard to walk the straight an
d narrow with these size 15's
But still see my shoe prints
right beside the
King's
My blood spills right be side the
King's I get lightheaded
and I might start to lean
But fear not,
my foundation stays true
Cause I'm leanin' on the cross
and ain't never gon' move
Let's get down to business, watch me
Handle it, my crew, handle it
Tournaments,
my crew handles business
I'm tellin' you
We're stuck to the planet,
we still standin'
Let's get down to business, come on
Handle it, my crew, handle it
Tournaments, my crew handles business
I'm tellin' you
We're stuck to the planet,
we still standin'
Still standin' after twelve long rounds
And I might wobble but
I won't fall down
Cause my feet are steady to the
Lord I am bound
You can stir what you want
but never shake my ground
See race ain't for the swift
it's for him who can endure
So sure
I'ma keep on running till
I hit heaven's door
Though my mind might start trippin'
yo my heart remain pure
And my soul sometime get down
but then my spirit starts to soar
At the core of my being is the giver of life
So
I'ma live my life outstanding
I'ma do this thing right
I'ma rhyme outright amazing
I'ma rise to trail blazing
Go on talking you ain't phasing
See my faith is never wavering
You ain't there when I'm worshipin',
ain't there when I'm prayin'
Ain't the one I'll answer to on
appointed judgment day
When cares of this life, thanks to
God, have gone away
So go pray or go pray,
I'ma still walk this my way
Come on, let's get down to business
Watch me handle it,
my crew handle it
Turnarounds,
my crew handles business
I'm tellin' you, stuck to the planet,
we still standin'
Let's get down to business
Come on, handle it,
my crew handle it
Turnarounds,
my crew handles business
I'm telling you,
we stuck to the plan and we still standing
you
Tunnel Rats 
