Lyrics Chalk it Up - Enoch 7th Prophet

Chakra Music
Papa was a hustler, mama had to carry me
Birth of an MC, born into this industry
Never did they want me, running through the underground

So I had to study Tai Chi just to snatch a crown
One-man army, live stage show assassin
Smashing each planet that I touch, I'm galactic
Problematic to come average, not the average MC

So feel me in your shanana, deep in your spirit, huh
Girl wake your ass up, pass me by like Pharcyde
Whenever I'm in overdrive, staying alive, Tracy Morgan
It's important to be honest when you writing

Chakra Music
I'm a gorilla in the midst of this, raising hell run joe
Grab your crucifix, DMCs, scratching my head
Hard to believe, at the age of 19, I planted my seed in fertile soil,

Pissy staircases, incarcerated scar faces
Coming from the basement, child support cases
Working at KFC, this can't be really me
My boss's is really mean, I had no identity

Graduated with my class in 92 but I didn't walk
Blame Ms Nelson, cause she didn't talk
So I had to chalk it up and walk it out
Mama said come back, I said fuck that and I'm out