Beyond The Clouds - Cj Fly

Every time I touch the microphone I cause destruction

Came to bring you back the real I’m tired of all this fuck shit

Either rapping on a homie’s beat or my production

If everything sounding the same we know that’s not productive

What the fuck happen

To all the good rappers

Barely see the authenticity, they all actors

They ain’t ever sold a thing

But they so called trappers

If you ask me the whole damn industry been going backwards

Everybody always tryna prove that they a gangsta

Until they lyrics they was rapping getting used against them

In a court of law, the flaws of our judicial systems

If they get out super quick they gone say you was snitching

Shit ain’t adding up like I’m a mathematician

I could make you disappear like I’m a master magician

I’m ill or don’t need to ask the physician

Didn’t ask what you thinking

Feel the wrath of a kingpin

They know the flow is filthy like a pig pin

Wifey stick around I’ll give a watch to her like Big Ben

Was 6'1 for a minute so I been big

She ain’t ever been to London but still my peng ting

Fuck you niggas thought I would have fell back

I grew up neighbors where they still sell crack

Most of these rapping lying in the raps and these is real facts

I don’t pop pill but I know niggas that do peel caps

They can’t get me like my line was busy

I been boosting ever since I tried the Lizzy

Doing laps around these niggas think I got em dizzy

I got some shooters in the 6 but y’all know I ain’t Drizzy

It’s FLY

So you better act like you know

Put a price on your head

And a tag on your toe

They in for a surprise

Say a prayer for my foes

I got out my contract but I’m still playing for the pros

Nigga