The Don Cheadle Effect - Skyzoo

Clean-up hitter, I clean up pitchers

But they overlooking when voting who clean up quicker

My aim been the root of the discussion, moving is nothing

But I feel like when I move I’m a little to far in front’em

And when I try and level it, throw the booster steps in it

They right it off like I ain’t jumping down to my neck in it

Yes I understand it, the curse side of the blessing

But you can see the remains of how I was addressing it

Best foot forward, so I guess I was leaping

I stress giving my all, but I guess they don’t see it

Call me the king of the high toss, half of mine is fly gone

The other half is reachable if you reach to the sky for’em

Double meaning, but to me if I supply more

Then I gotta provide ya’ll a blueprint to ride along

Pushed it to the corners of the paper they gave me

Till the only room left on it, is maybe to trace me

I can’t say I didn’t utilize everything that’s true to I

Earned every part of my S.A.G card and I’m using mine

There ain’t a hurdle I can’t jump, a word that I can’t pump

A scene that I can’t script, a role that I can’t run

I kept tipping my hat when I saw them proceed

Cause when you applauded for them, they applauded for me… you get it

So I feel like the fan fav of the fan fav’s

Stubborn in my uttering, like fuck it, I can’t change

And if that should mean, that my marathon is longer

Then I’ll predict it now, marathon or be under

If they don’t get it now, then I guess that they should breeze

The Salvation is tripling the records I release

And the crowd waiting is giving me the reference that I need

To refer you of any doubt towards the rep that I’ve achieved

I 24 times 3 them odded the even

No probable reason, cloud 9 was a weekend

And now it’s been a year since I decided that seeing is believing

So think of my albums as painting ceilings

So whether it’s Traitor or Ocean’s Thirteen

Or maybe Talk to Me & I’m dressed as Petey Greene

Or it’s Hotel Rwanda and I’m fulfilling the need

Or maybe this is Fame & my name is Henry Lee

Or I’m Montell in Traffic or Rain Over Me

Or Rebounding, I’m goat’n it, Meteor Man Gold’n it

Rat Pack tapping it or whatever the focus is

Just know that ain’t nobody penning how I poet it

Best foot forward, so I guess I was leaping

I stress giving my all, but I guess they don’t see it