All Clear - Exhibition (All Alone) lyrics

[Hook] Get out the way; All Clear's making hits If you were looking for a show or an exhibition, man this is it (x2) [Verse 1] The key factor, I've got the game on lock When it comes to golds, I'm the sharpest crayola in the box And they sayin hey, All Clear? Nah, he can't really rap well Well in terms of colors, I'm solid while these other s**ers are pastel I stay fresh after the due date, man, they way past stale Getting old, growing mold, busy chasing the cash trail And I got a metronomic mind; I never miss a beat Got collections of Rolexes, more Fossils than a museum, and when they ask why It's cause I'm keeping time; I'm feeling fine, trying to settle in and get comfy Dang, Clear, where you at? Well hmm let's see I'm at a place where I'm at peace, still can't believe all this I went from having none to gathering some, then built some more on top of it And I ain't talking bout cash y'all, I'm talking about street cred Went from being ignored to being respected instead That's quite the turnaround huh? Guess you could say that I'm swervin' But nah I've never been partial to slang, no matter how popular or urban I was on the swag train for a while, then politely hopped off Asked for the money from my ticket back and got some cla** at no cost So school's in, the ruling's that I'm on the scene, so no foolin' Don't have to spit obscene to spit obscene, while y'all dudes is truant Excuse me, I'm makin my move, while y'all still remain confused I've got common sense like T-Paine, but no Autotune, y'all bound to lose [Hook] [Verse 2] All these other rappers wanna brag about how they're tough Writing bars about being behind them and getting high, those jet puffs But my clique is cool whip; we're the creme de la creme The main event, we can't pretend to even bear standing next to them They complaining, what happened to the game? Well, I have a suggestion Too many fake rappers stuffing up the lanes like it was congestion Seems like we need to clear it up like Claritin; man I'm scary with the pen Cause when I spit, I influenza crowd to snatch up my pathogens Switch metaphors, if life were pool, I would be the cueball Kicking haters out the gym like I was Tony Lattimore So please don't step up to me, cause I'm telling you, you will get bested I'm still showing development, while your sk**'s growth is arrested And I'm all alone at the top of this game Shouts out to Gorillaz mayne We go ape, this ain't Bro Rape It's more like Inspecor Timespace Or is it Spacetime? Man, I got community, forget the rhyme I may not be a peach but yo, I am sublime This is it, this is it, like I was MJ; y'all can't stop this Got the magic touch to my flow like it was hypnotic So call me Notorious, or don't, you know, I really don't mind The dude left a legacy and I'm just starting mine So if you want then bring it on; I got time I suppose And even if I'm knocked down I'mma rise cause I'm a Phoenix Wright, case closed