I wrote this for listeners
In my road through life I noticed there’s two kinds of listeners
Remember when I told Id inter-nash on the rap
Half of them would believe it, acknowledge faith is the start
Half of them would trip like I was just escaping real(ity)
(n then) I learnt to zip my lip and not to tellem at all
Like a mother deciding about a son and a comb
I got news the ruder he gets the taller he grows
The nappy headed hair might turn into dreadlocks-ish
I wrote this for people with a deadline to beat
Giving pillow to their head letting the air hold their feet
In their crib with that Eli Sketch vibe on repeat
Casting care to the wind and taking a deep breath
Or whatever else makes a good fellow feel fresh
Let him be mama, coz your teachings grow in his soul
As for the boss, im the best let it ring let him call like…

Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh, that’s all I hear
They talking this and that, but I aint concerned
They talking this and that, but I aint concerned X2

Wrap Phil… good music, you best select
When Im on a track, its nothing less than excellence
But to think that I never beat the obstacles
Is to under estimate the things I’m focused on
So much smoke in the car right before the performance
The kind of situation that is like a carcass to vultures
And they super tripping as if we on a monster crime
Im my mind all the time I know she gonna take a bribe
The promoter sending too many messages bout the fans
They think he lying, the stage is full of bottles and cans
They now wount even give the curtain raiser a chance…
Shem got me with the cops about a dollar is all they want
Now they shaking my hand, telling me gettem whishing me luck
Talking too much but I aint trying to listen to that
I’m trying to listen to fam whenever they needing a hand
Trying to listen to terms to get me stacking the funds like

Aaaaaaaaaahh, that’s all I hear
They talking this and that, but I aint concerned
They talking this and that, but I aint concerned X2

Im trying to drive good vibes with this gift of mine
Though id kill a superman rapper how I script on nights
Eli Sketch, represent, Wrap Phil, J Synth
Nouns pass as verbs coz we do things
My gal asked me if id dumb it down to sell my music
I said I hope deep philosophies may back music
As far as I’m concerned making laid back music
Never let her go no matter what they say about music
On top if the game it’s a whole type of hype
And preety looking visitors all over twitter skype
Good looking hommies from different phases of life
Holla, work, rest, pray and party tonight
Its been a long time, it’s become a small world
Though its almost impossible to meet ya’ll once
So I bring it to your ear, fresh off a page,
If ever u in the crowd and Eli Sketch is on the stage say

Aaaaaaaaaahh, that’s all I hear
They talking this and that, but I aint concerned
They talking this and that, but I aint concerned X2