The Alchemist, Fashawn - Got It Sewn lyrics

Trendsetter, I’ve been better with impecca-
Ble flows, I be bench pressin’, chin checkin’
My foes, they not impressive
Smith & Wesson how I unload
They shouldn’t question this kid’s method
The Capital F, I done rapped with the best
Check out my aura, my swagger
Sharp as a dagger, yes
You Hatton, I’m Mayweather with rappin’
I’m way better
Keep yappin’, nigga, and see what happen
Picture this be at Futurama, tri-optic
Third eye knowledge shit
Scholars woulda swore I went to college
A million styles and runnin’, profile
I’m stuntin’
Freestylin’ at the barbershop when
I was a youngin’ not nostalgic for me
Spittin’ darts was child play
Mild mannered before I had
A world-renown name now, they like, "’Shawn
Could you give us a bar? You’re our hero"
That hit my heart how could I
Say nah? Let’s move on
Let’s move on, check it out

If I should ever diminish
Hope my soul gets replenished
Like an inmate
How I put so much time on my sentence
Hollywood swingin’ and still my
Mind’s in the trenches
Grindin’ instead of reclinin’
Never crawl when I’m climbin’
Elevatin’ my intellect to a new plateau
Rap slow
So you could comprehend what the mack spoke
My dialect
That of a nigga on the corner spittin’ venom
To anybody who listen, a performer
Who dabbled in the street life
Took it past California
Capitalized, made a killing off my recordings
Catalog almost consist of a
Hundred thousand bars
Y’all still catchin’ up
I see why y’all mad at ‘Shawn
And for the record, was never aiming at Nitty
And without the ‘F’
You couldn’t spell the name of my city
It’s gon’ be a lot colder this October
I’m brainstorming
Nigga, your reign on the top’s over
I got it sewn uh, I got it sewn, yeah

This be that rhythmatic
Uncut for all the addicts
Classic shit for no particular demographic
Universal massacre
Writing lyrics with a dagger
I’m relaxed, prioritizing
Focusing on what matters
I hit ‘em like Democrats
Hit Obama with the blame
Leave it looking like they hit
The projects with a crane
I hit ‘em like Zab Judah
Inspire to stack moolah
Be one of rap’s rulers
Me and my staff movin’
No matter who engineer, just loop it
I’ll rap to it
Chop it, bag it, distribute it
It’s crack music not a boy in a box but
A king on the chessboard i run the game
And my queen the most valuable
Almost on album two
Ain’t even dropped the first
And already I traveled half of the Earth
I lock the verse then I’m clockin’ out
Back to the crib
Can tell I’m eatin’ by this fat on my rib
It’s what it is