"Watch 4 Fineprint (#AnotherACapellaFlow)"

From here on out, it's bars on deck; open season
On all these - armchair critics an' sofa cretins
Aimin' to stop me from livin' life to the fullest like overeatin'
But all they do is - preach to the choir an' quote the deacon
Oldhead flavor, stay fat on track, too dope to squeeze in
Breathtakin', givin' 'em asthma; can't toke for wheezin'
'77 Fairlane ZH theme muzik, gold 150 spoke Sprees spin
As you smoke in the back wit' the black closed Venetians
Keepin' it +kosher+, don't need a YouTube vid wit' Spoken Reasons
A uncontrolled substance thru rhyme, evokin' meanin'
Invoked thru speakin', more muscle gained, now change to another lane
Where I drive them insane wit' the shit I write, no Sutter Cane
Deluxe the pain, damagin' train of thought; MedPlex is a no-go
'Cause I crushed his brain, fragmented the skull-- he's a DedSec logo
Now, run that back in ya' head real quick, digest what I just said
If I ain't one of the illest you heard, then I'm just disgust-ed
I really should have this game sewed up, trussed wit' diamond encrusted thread
But I'll leave that up to the listener, so let the discussion spread
Dig deep in my catalogue, an' if I shall so recommend
Delve into "Please Stand By", "#IWillBeFamous" an' "Legend in the Making", my friend
I have too much proof of purchase, my hardwork paid the cost
To be that boss, so +Call Me King+ or take a major loss
Most think my ego's too big for the position I'm in
But if I don't think highly with the skills I have, I'll never win
It's not gas, it's self-esteem, but it does give me a boost
Like Nitrous Oxide in the tank, that's why I'll laugh my way to the bank
But no delusions of grandeur, just my eyes peeled for any force majeure
That'll damper my plans, 'cause if fate wants to intervene, there's no detour
It's all part of God's plan, I didn't write the handbook
I just follow the instructions laid out, by hook or by crook
Gotta get it by any means, but I'm a opportunist
So I laid in wait for the right time to really do this
An' now's that time, I'm 'bout to shake souls wit' my demo
If these labels don't feel me, guess they didn't get the memo
See, I'm more than just a nigga wit' bars, but I feel compelled
To show each an' e'ryone how I been goin' hard since I heard "Apparently" by my nigga Trell
I can be whatever artist you're lookin' for, just gotta give me that chance
From the Hardcore to the Conscious, to the Romance an' Dance
I refuse to be boxed in, locked in a spot wit' no variation of movement
So keep in mind, to never count me out an' watch for the kid's music

It's Fineprint...