Chickens in the sink Crack on the stove Triple beam for the weight Cut the middle man tryna get 8 white bitches Snorting off the plate coke from Colombia Riding round in the Benz looking like a trap star Flipping raw day and night Tryna get my money right naw I ain't living rite Fucking bitches all night kick 'em out the next day Everyday is pay day Hit me with a half bring it back in two days Living in Califronia by the ocean Condo got em open Long dick stroke em I send 'em to the husband he over there fussing I'm over here fucking no loving Slim pants ripped jeans Jeremy Scott wings Fucking heavily counting up cream Rolling on beans disobedient with trees Tatted from neck to ear bitches they want to stare Macking with hoes as I pose Hand in my draws henny out my pores As I pour hit the blunt too much you on the dash as I pass Different money different days On my hip I got that cake Close your mouth if it ain't about 'caine Over the stove mixing Hitting swishers Red paint tripping blue seat sack tripping Coke I hold tripping I'm pimping hat tilting No limping fuck sipping I'm shitting on you niggas Seven figures go figure Surrounded by white bitches Slipping off wedding rings She do her one two thing Cali with the pool in the back Got these niggas backs Meet me by the border ounce to a key Flying over seas Korean imported extorted these niggas Smoking out the bong Lighting up the spliff Basel on my wrist Bought me a six pop the willy on that bitch She snorting off my dick put her on the strip Flipping my bread triple my spread nigga bring it back Triple my racks bricks in my backpack What up to Troy Ave Still pouring up deuce in the triple cup Purple lean or that yellow tuss Do my thing let my nuts hang Girls come back like boomerangs Pretty flowers whens it spring But fall off when its winter time Sip Henny not wine boy get on your death rhyme Make a milli off one rhyme pass the mic ima shine Got my shit on rewind cold white bitches from the show Mosh Pit better watch the toes airplane on leather floors Tell the pilot where to go dark tints lay low Can't see my new ho double debt like two shows Fuck a nine five cop one mo'ain't fuckin' front do See me in the car bitch going fast If you gotta shorty then smash that Where the licks at Lets hit that Mossberg shotty saying get back Everybody need handouts Niggas hold they fam out Panamera is blacked out Paper chase might pass out Niggas change my peso God love ya' haters You niggas made me greater Ya'll niggas Stuck in the same place Brook ass elavators Magic Johnson scales Playing for the Lakers faster than a Maverick Niggas hustle backwards four five give you static Leave yo' body tragic Set 'dat bitch off White bitch sniff coke look like Kate Moss Smoking on purple Randy Moss Shrimp calamari tomato sauce Never ever thinking of Santa Claus Mama workin' her ass off Put in the new product drop next for Like Penny Hardaway when I got the ball Post in the hood like I'm 8 feet tall Hands on my nuts saying Fuck the Law Everything I spit no cut all raw I heard they talking heard they got jokes Can't understand you my dick in your throat Balls in your mouth and your hands on my coat Don't need you touching me I might go broke Don't need you fucking me you not that dope I got you tight you ain't acting right If you keep on popping its popping outside Give me a reason to scare you tonight Act like yo' ass got some sense I don't wanna tell you again Itty bitty bitches need to mind they fucking business Before they end up in a meeting with the bottom of my temp Itty bitty niggas need to mind they fucking bitches Before I tell your little wifey you as public as connects Send that bitch off You still was trapping out the mall Your gold chain looking fraud Spilled this lean up on my clothes She sucking dick all night When she see me pull up out my car Looking like a million bucks Million dollar baby Feeling like I'm Max B On a yacht I'm wavy Feeling like I'm Max B Your bitch got me so crazy So much money I need a money counter So many drugs I'm bout to overdose Thumbin' through the motherfuckin' damn hundreds Bet I'll tell that bitch suck my dick rub on your clit Benzo all white lookin' like a bowl of grits Fans at my shows wylin' out startin' mosh pits Pourin' up everyday connected to the pharmacist Might pop another pill might sip some more lean Wu-Tang forever keepin' licks and I got the cream My future been bright see the motherfuckin' gleam Put on for my city and I always put on for my team Skyhook on the competition like I'm Kareem Twin to the fifties Fuck niggas that fronted 'Cause I done did it Like the turd I shitted These niggas don't want it But I fuck your bitch With the gold Daytons with the candy paint I'm rollin' that stank I'm sippin' that lean and I'm off that molly On them psychedelics like I'm John Lennon Aye so much money I need a money counter Money counter fuck a bank that's how I feel about it I keep the peace but I keep the piece so we gon' get real violent In my field it get real what you know about it I keep the pole like a streetlight and I won't leave without it I pour a 4 up in my Sprite 'cause I ain't me without it Just the other day goddamn you wasn't feelin' me Now I'm in VIP lookin' like I'm VIP Fuck a nigga Niggas say they on my team but ain't on my team Niggas watchin' niggas plottin' that don't phase me I'm in the Benz with the beans ho what you need Triple C's molly beans I got what you need So much money I need a money counter So many drugs I'm bout to overdose So much money I need a money counter So many drugs I'm bout to overdose Thumbin' through the motherfuckin' damn hundreds So much money I need a money counter So many drugs I'm bout to overdose Sipping on tuss talking slow You already know we druggy with hoes Rollin up blunts counting up doe Gun on my lap middle finger to the po Pop another bean it got me gone Margiela button up got me looking like a Don Fuck that blunt come and hit this bong Crack that Patron purple lean still in my cup White bitches coking slurring thrown Everybody gone Shrooms got me in and out the zone Ridin round slow is how we be 4x4 cocked on the side of me Yeah nigga I hold heat give a pussy nigga cold feet Bumpin that Screw Free Lil Boosie Out ridin round slow wit a bad ass ho Fuck around leave her with the kids all in her mouth Got this bitch licking her fingers and tasting her self Top Floor no bottom shelf Trill Rap Bringing Lil Boosie Back Hit em with the chopper automatic A$AP in the building we ain't going back nigga Look hold up Where my cups at And my homie got the tree bout to puff that Too much lean for the seeds gotta cut back Lookin' on my seams she can tell where the bucks at Can't get enough off that Wait Whats That Purple Hearts Gang A$AP on the Track When the barrel bang know the name eMeX And your girl love the curls so my hats to the back Niggas talk smack Mack to your Adams Apple and its a wrap Get that you don't get that You going get that Click-Clack try that lil homie better get back Y'all on dro but I never piff that But I sip all day when I spit that And its Stacks On Deck but we bang mess wit that Riff Raff Hit it from the back til the chick get whip lash Ridin Round Slow wit the turned up music Windows rolled down but im turned up to it They dont want beef like Ruth Cris Swear me and my homies get ruthless Tell em make ways for the new kids True Shit but pass my cup before I do this When I'm from the trap I play with extensions Yeah I get to whippin' yeah I get to whippin' Twenty no felony I move like a pelican Got henny got actavis my hoes just like Evelynn You say it up front by the way man I tell a bitch And why you ain't sayin' shit 'cause Uzi got hella bandz I'm caught with that uzi extendo on back of them I aim at your face fifty shot make ya ass bellydance I don't give a fuck that means that my thoughts be celibate And you keep on talkin' but my nigga I swear I'm relevant The money the money the money the money I speakin' the money I'm seein' the money I'm smellin' the money Yo bitch all on me she think that she funny I pull out my dick I'm fuckin' that bitch It's all in her tummy And now yo bitch want me got the work now servin' undie I move like I want to on the block movin' the onions I'm whippin I'm flippin' I'm whippin' up pigeon I'm whippin' up chicklets I'm cookin' they chicken I'm servin' a pigeon I got the vision Magnum cal came with extension dead ya ass missin' Shakur with the Rock I kill it I did shit I'm fly everyday like everyday it's Christmas A nigga talk shit put em on the hit list Body in the river now you with the fishes I'm seein' the money I'm gettin' the money For sure ain't shit funny My renegade fresh Like an Easter Sunday Any bitch will fuck look like Beyonce Gone off that lean don't drink Bombay I prolly fuck yo fiancee Yeah man Lil Uzi bomb of the Philly You talk shit spray ya with the semi No Scar face I'm shooting at ya kids Aiming at Ya Snap Hat you Got from lids I don't eat swine i ain't talking to the pigs Nasty bitch Lil kim Feel like I'm BIG Head shot Head Shot Shoot At his Head Free My nigga Shaka Thats doing a bid Counting money getting fly blunt in my ear White shooter on Deck don't fuckin see em If this was belly id be dmx no Smoking blunts getting high blunt in my ear Charles Barkley dunkin on niggas in the air All y'all niggas rap but don't got no career Sippin on lean broke niggas drinkin beer Goofy Niggas No bodies got tatted tears Marino Gang CC all my niggas Here Police Don't know that I'm strapped Sellin dope out the Uber All these beggars and choosers don't Call My Phone Bada bing then im out And if the cops pull put the pills in ya mouth Let em get wet buff ringing em out Reff still trippn Nina singing too loud Nosey ass neighbors putcha neck in the house Betta stay sleep im respected in East Woe break bread go ahead play dead Nigas runnin roun on nubs no head no legs From the moves he so scary I see You ain't who You say thats a fake I.D Addie wit Maggie let it sound off Diego serving egos in the middle of the day Spin Around Thats a muh fucking play Try play real but he counterfeit Stuffed the money in my skinnys but they couldn't fit Bitched out on the lick I don't kiss on these bitches I jus put it in We out This bitch Marino Gang cc Fuckin Niggas Bitches Couting this Muh fucking money Im at The muh fuckin bank daily Taking the money out Putting the money back in . You feel Me Investing Stacking this bread on Y'all bitch ass niggas Fuck Y'all Nothing Y'all niggas don't even got passports Y'all Niggas is local Y'all Goin be forever broke Look At Ya Face Y'all Goin Be stuck in the projects for the rest of my fucking lifz In the muh fuckin uber gettin this muh fuckin money Im still busting Scripts daily Shout out to the pharmacy Uh look at my bitch she lit Look at the sauce it drip Prada look at the kicks Suckin' my dick no kiss Got an outfit can't afford it So many swags in my closet they keep fallin' Bentley my truck got me parallel parking Gun like a blunt we gon' pull up and spark 'em Got a white bitch and she came from Wisconsin Fucked her then eat her then fucked in the morning Stackin' my Acne my pants they keep fallin' Go to Jamaica to swim with the dolphins Out of this world man I feel like a martian Own the whole building I don't need apartments 4 white bitches with me at the garden And another young nigga going harder On a nigga top like a barber Filled with the infantry they wanna get with me Baby is you These bitches they know how I came in These niggas dickriding I know you niggas tender I put your bitch in a blender You got that bitch off of Tinder I know you niggas beginners Bitch I just do it like the night check In the booth 1 2 mic check I do this shit for the right check I know the thrill like that I'm from MD bitch I'm like that Bitch mic check Your baby daddy he tight cap She sent the message through snap cat They send the pussy through Snapchat These niggas skinny they rap snap Pull around you get blasted Bentley my truck got me parallel parking Lambo for the summer Lungs cashed eyes Chinese damn Boof pack like Yung Gleesh damn Wear my jewelry everywhere Where im at you never there Putting diamonds in my ear Soul diesel Backwood You still smoking Blue Dream I stay clean like Listerine My youngins dont deserve to fiend Cash out on that Gucci damn Cash out on that subi damn Cash out on the Vans damn Cashing out on Vlone Eating shrimp and pasta damn Eating on that lobster damn Got it by my lonely now my speakers knocking Pull up with that money ain't no window shopping Broke is not an option know we get it popping Playing with my money then that heater popping Mozarella money like a Rockefeller Hundreds in the sky propelling Hundreds in my ride vanilla Marvin in some hotter weather Ain't no body got it better Hundred million gotta' get it You ain't know I gotta' tell ya' Provolone fetti the dinero the guap Money in the bank money in the shoe box Crop the top off when the weather get hot on a yacht Ball in this bitch like I'm Horton Probably rocking them Jordans 'Cause Coachella performing Got your bitch on camera recording Take a flight to Africa Broke boy we laugh at ya' AK leave a massacre I'm at the bank teller I need all hundreds I need all fifties I don't want your twenties Your money looking funny counterfeit I'm getting the fetti now give me the guap My diamonds is doing the tall walk My diamonds dancing like it's Carlton Banks I wanna be like you uncle Frank Grab the tool the size of a ruler Hit a nigga do it to ya' He got an eyepatch like he Rick the Ruler That's how I'm feeling this cap will go right through ya' Right through ya' jacket he gon' holler Screaming hallelujah Ruger remove ya' nigga that's how we do it dinner man straight from shabooya I want a cougar to give me the moolah Finessing finesse homie that's how I grew up Sit on the stool with the gun and the cooler Set 'dat bitch off White bitch sniff coke look like Kate Moss Smoking on purple Randy Moss Shrimp calamari tomato sauce Never ever thinking of Santa Claus Mama workin' her ass off Put in the new product drop next for Like Penny Hardaway when I got the ball Post in the hood like I'm 8 feet tall Hands on my nuts saying Fuck the Law Everything I spit no cut all raw Flow like PCP in the glass jar Walk in the spot and I set 'dat bitch off I walk in that bitch and the money get tossed Came in that bitch like a boss All of that money gon drop All of that purple gon drop All of this shit like a drop Sorry I cannot be stopped Came in that bitch with the bands Came in that bitch with the guap All of these nigga gon talk All of these bitches gon top Came to this shit with the drop Dirty I'm pourin' that drop Pull up skrt vroom drop These niggas be talkin' a lot Till I come through with the Glock ooh Free all my guys on the rock ooh Pull up and skrt in the drop ooh They don't know the type of time these niggas been on I know I'll knock a nigga out with all my rings on Aye Vlone live and die alone Hop out wit the drum then leave in a ghost Lil bit come on now do not hit my phone I ain't never home baby I'm always gone What the fuck these niggas on What the fuck you want Niggas wanna hate then be on the shit we on I ain't got no time to answer or pick up the phone You ain't talkin guap you ain't on the shit I'm on And I got Medusa on me turn you to stone Baby so bad yeah she turn this dick to stone These niggas want that dank OG wanna be stoned Poppin' that Molly I'm geeked Poppin' that Molly my jaw locked Prada my shoes and my socks Gucci bag where I keep the Glock Drop top pour up Wock Gucci Prada flip flop Grippin' the foreign Bently my coupe Color diamonds fruit loop Ball like swoosh Cut the roof Do you magic like poof My bitch is like a model money like the lotto Hit the gas nitro go throttle Don't call them bitches just a girl they'll swallow They lookin' up to me man I'm their idol Drivin' them whips low Watchin' for the po My eyes low off the good dope Wavy like a boat red beam scope Shorty deep throat givin' niggas hope Poppin' that molly wit lean Favorite color be green Fuckin' bitches all night I swear they don't get clean Your little boyfriend a lame Carti now feel like I'm Wayne Stacking that money don't spend it Outfit lookin' tremendous Niggas be lookin' real timid Runnin' that back like I'm Emmit Some of you eatin' on chitlins Money be blue like I'm crippin I drop off the pack nigga I need the money back ASAP Young nigga came up off of the set I'm with the set I'm with em' shooting State to state nigga back to back Pray I make it back with the sack I don't play about my money That ain't opinion that's a fact Leave em there where the grave at Finna' go get a new Maybach Givenchy Ricardo Tisci made that Channel with the double Cs on it Rob a nigga it's the season for that I do magic like a rabbit in the hat Pull up and air it out in a duffel bag Two raw bricks I'ma double that Stepping in my Givenchy St. Laurent down to the socks Cheese cheddar all of this sauce in the pot I woke up in the Raf Simmons store Tell the boy give me everything in stock I run up onto your block Tell the boy drop like it's hot bitch Yeah know better Chain wetter Ice cold Get a sweater Pull out the foreigns Pull out the choppers you niggas 'gon run I pull out some hunnits In the kitchen wrap it wrap it like mummies So many carats it's rabbit season I'm doing good for my faculty I know that these niggas is mad at me My bitch is bad got an attitude I know that these niggas is mad at me I cut off these niggas like every week And I'm getting lit huh Pockets on fold Feel like Gucci Mane hoe 'Bout to cop a boat huh Why you need a boat huh Too much fucking dope huh Deniro fetti provolone guap Cream Faygo man I feel like Hood Rich Pablo Man You already know man like lets get it man Ya dig what I'm sayin man that's some shit man Big diamonds on deck man ya dig what I'm sayin Pockets so loud that they filled with the guap Man the bank teller know me on my first name Ya dig what I'm sayin ya feel me first name ya dig Pockets so loud that they filled with the guap Pockets so loud that they filled with the guap Ink on the counter so young nigga plot Running from cops I hide dope in my sock That Draco be shooing man I cannot box Look at my bitch she look like a fox Stackin my money invest in the stocks Diamonds I cool off I'm feeling so hot I cannot stop till my car is a foreign Gelato from Califronia it taste like a orange Go to Miami I hop on a boat A nigga so fly but I never sold dope Don't hang with them niggas 'cause they do the most I be like Kanan these niggas be Ghost White model bitch and she play with her nose Got a new Iphone I stored it with hoes Damn I love when be dancing on that pole Foreign my outfit I spoiled her with clothes Yea I had this lesson but no I can't love her These niggas bluffing they know they can't fuck her Diamonds my sister diamond my mother Marino my clothes Marino my covers Loud pack it stink and it smell like some mustard My diamonds they ice as the custard Mixing the lean and it taste like some gushers You smoking a backwood but I been to Russia White model bitch and I met her in Russia Diamonds so cold like I got em from Russia Diamonds be dancing I got em from Usher Dreads in my head man I feel like Busta Rhymes Spizzin on these hoes Fuck on your momma your sister Putting the percs in my system Killing them niggas like Hitler Diamonds so cold he from Denver Fuck around cop me chinchilla My youngins they'll fuck around cripple ya Gaining my knowledge I'm reading my literature Car different colors just like caterpillar Damn I love way that girl Fanta the lean double cup favorite mixture Brown skin bitch man she look like a snicker Flow like I'm Pacquiao Diamonds they rocky now Niggas they copy now bitches they fan me down Didn't wanna fuck now she say that she love me now Never wear hand-me-downs shopping in SoHo innocent that's a no logo Underwear socks and my tee they say Polo Need like ten racks when I'm booked for a show Lobster that pasta I order to go When I eat cereal Versace my bowl Versace my fork Versace my spoon These niggas is jokesters they really cartoons Popping that molly then go to the moon Niggas be they really not goons Spend in the morning then get in the noon The fifty round log and it sweep like a broom I need my money and I need it soon Drive the car fast and a young nigga crashed it Smoke my own blunt little nigga don't pass it Sippin the lean man I got a bad habit Marino my clothes Vlone on these fashion I need my money and I need it soon Popping a perc then I go to the moon I need the money and I need it soon Sticking the lean and I go to the moon I need the money and I need it soon I need the hundreds and I need it soon I need the fifties and I need it soon Popping a perc then I go to the moon I need my money and I need it soon These niggas is they really cartoons Geek'd up off them bars nigga rollin' off another one Pourin' up a four Actavis it got my mind done Pop another Percocet now my body fillin' up Three drugs at one time out of state out of mind Shawty overseas three girls off of me Baby girl get on your knees then brush 'em off like fleas Got another chick that work in the pharmacy So I'm gettin' pints for free no you can't sip with me Xans look like David Lee Came a long way from the reggie and the Made it this far girls want me signin' titties Any day fuck a friend cop a seven-fifty See a bad bitch then I bust a three-sixty Never lackin' 'cause niggas always takin' on me Got my own gun and my shooters rollin' with me Spendin' all my bandz 'cause I can't take 'em with me Party pack for the Xans kush go for fifty Middle finger fuck the law Pimp them sluts break them hoes Drank clean smoking dro' pimped in gold Pimpin' rollies smokin' doja cracking a stroller She pushin' over I tell that hoe no that shit was over My costra nostra there's no one colder she hold a boner From Minnesota Minneapolis I trap a bitch Trafficking weed with shopping sprees that's all she needs Keep a fast life still sippin' lean Counting green no if or buts no in-betweens house three bad bitches in Meechy house My bitch titties is counterfeit But trick niggas love her See her pussy calls money clips Watch out for them jump outs Because police like to hop out Come see what my 'bout Fight the occasional cop-out Might just see my Glock out In the kitchen whipping them pots out Big gwap in my pot house Safe locked I'm stocked out Pimp them sluts break them hoes Drank clean smoking dro' Pimped in gold Pimp them sluts break them hoes Drank clean smoking dro' Pimped in gold You needa start investin' money into me 'Cause I can show how ya to flip it actually You front me 3 hunnid I bring 5 back Now watch me turn that 5 to a fucking rack I started from the bottom you can call me Drizzy I drink a lot of water tryna flush my kidneys 'Cause I got all these percs and this lean in me I made this shit for you so you can lean wit me Real nigga shit all I state is facts Catch me ridin' G in em fucking Cacs Got a pistol make em cock it back All you niggas talkin' shit he gon' straight attack All I got is packs all I keep is work I just caught some tools I'll make it squirt All you niggas talking where the fuck you at All I know is racks crash and fuckin' smack Yeah I'm the one who run it ho Uh ask em niggas bout me I'm good in the trenches and the county nigga You needa start investin' money into me 'Cause I can show how ya to flip it actually You front me 3 hunnid I bring 5 back Now watch me turn that 5 to a fucking rack I started from the bottom you can call me Drizzy I drink a lot of water tryna flush my kidneys 'Cause I got all these percs and this lean in me I made this shit for you so you can lean wit me Drinking all this water tryna flush my kidneys Feel like Max B I will go through Philly Mobbing in this bitch brought my crew with me Sold out shows got me signin' titties I'm on my tour bus city to city I got a squirt right now go for sixty Niggas dressin' like us lookin' silly I'm with my nigga Shotty nigga poppin' wit me I'm hang with goons in Philly still wearin' Dickies Marino Gang we're the new committee In the white house blowing on that sticky All white party with my nigga Diddy You needa start investin' money into me 'Cause I can show how ya to flip it actually You front me 3 hunnid I bring 5 back Now watch me turn that 5 to a fucking rack I started from the bottom you can call me Drizzy I drink a lot of water tryna flush my kidneys 'Cause I got all these percs and this lean in me I made this shit for you so you can lean wit me Get in the pussy I'm in and I'm out My bitch a freak put my dick in her mouth I don't do warmups I make my bitch sign a prenup Rockin' the Raf and Adidas She don't want me no Raf I can't keep her Ain't fit bitch 'cause this is a 2 seater Can't go outside 'cause I ride with a few heaters Fuck a bitch then I kick her out like I'm I'm on the block with the street sweeper Can't go in there 'cause they cook illegal And your hoe pulled up in a beetle My gang doin' shows like the fuckin' Beatles I break a Sharp like a needle bring me my pints 'cause I need em Glock cook a nigga like a fajita On the block bitch I'm smokin' on reefer Fuck on that bitch but I swear I won't eat her Pop one a lean in the 2 liter I need a lambo 2 seater Play with the racks arena cash out I cannot give them free features Prada my sneakers I hit then leap up Pull up in the phantom Turn a hood nigga to a dancer Diamonds like Can't fuck that bitch she smoke cancer stick Might give her dick ayy Pull up with gang in the six Play with new whip Counterfeit coolin' the bitch Walked up in ubers pulled up in trucks Damn shoot out the roof Makin' the work disappear Out like poof Old niggas keep on hatin' Money my conversation Might go to Japan Suckin' my dick no hands All I wanna do is splurge might cop a bird Pull up in a foreign whip nigga his and hers Think I might cop me a Rollie think I might smoke a blunt Matter fact I'm on probation so nigga can't do what he want Think I might go do a show can't even leave the state Might go cop a pound I'm in love with sellin' that weight But you know I keep a fifty clip 'round me Wipe a nigga ass out no Downy Pussy nigga don't even come 'round me I was real as fuck when they found me I was in a church when they found me I'mma pull up to the city from the county All this money add it to my credit card All the me nigga no Xanny bars Walk in the club nigga who the fuck is y'all Run up on me get clipped Chris Bosh I ball like I was Chris Bosh Niggas straight pussy Chris Bosh I'm a young boss lookin' like Rick Ross I'm a young boss lookin' no Rick Ross I fuck that hoe better get lost All white ass Jack Frost Bought my niggas what they want nigga fuck the cost All red car look like lip gloss Cop a foreign whip all I wanna do is splurge Buy my moms what she want all I wanna do is splurge Hey woke up this morning got a face tat Blowin' on that loud that's that kush pack Bust the scripts at the pharmacy gettin Ack Sold out shows got the lines packed Blowin gunk what ya'll doin' man Rockin' with DJ Nick man YG at it what it do We in the fuckin' trenches doin' what we doin' Runnin' around the Blowin' on that gunk Woke up this mornin' got a face tat Ya'll niggas Sippin' this lean can't make a boat of the shit that I did Rollin' the blunts nothing but kush there is no mid High as a plane eyes low floss your friend Instagram flexing niggas killas Momma said slow it down before you eat a dick Poppin' them zans spillin' them bands got shot when I land Whippin' the crack in the of your 'Lac They call me little face tat Money on the table like black-jack Hoes around the corner got the line packed Balenciaga mix it with the Stone You don't know that's designer clothes Rolls Royce on Melrose Might just fuckin' leave it might just fuckin' leave it If I fuck you baby can you keep a secret Sipped a whole pint woke up in the evening Forty cal hit him now his sneakers leanin' Yea gotta watch em 'cause these hoes be cheating Gotta watch em 'cause these hoes be eating dick You know Benji rock out like The Beatles Chop the top off my AMG I'm switching lanes I fell in love with these demons that's all in my brain Xanny bar in my blood stream can't feel no pain Hit Magic City with this 50 I'm gon' make it rain Shoot up his whole block test out my aim They like Addie spit that raw flow To perform in coke and white bitches flow Still spendin' coke and white bitches though Just copped the whip and it go skirt Bitch nigga go to Bloomingdales need a skirt Catch a bitch nigga lacking hop out merked I'm in the streets fuck a nigga's network Chanel store rack out buy mom's a purse They like Addie spit that raw flow To perform in coke and white bitches flow Still spendin' coke and white bitches though Just copped the whip and it go skirt Bitch nigga go to Bloomingdales need a skirt Catch a bitch nigga lacking hop out merked I'm in the streets fuck a nigga's network Chanel store rack out buy mom's a purse Broke niggas always hating now they catch me slipping Murder scene was crazy Like the dope O.G. Backwood blazing Poppin' Xan dirty Fanta feel amazing got a bitch Asian bitches fell in love temptations Sit back be cool and stay patient When your time come boy better take it Rent don't work catch me chilling in a vacant Need a White five-fifty Benz Ronald Reagan From Baltimore where the murder's raising Passing out T's in the morning fiends shaking Don't give a fuck about an internet comment Someday's want to say Fuck this rap shit But real grown men never ever quit Dj Nick son bro we came lit I pimp my own brown work Steady striving hard work pay off at the end Hard work pay off at the end YG's in this bitch Diego Addie I'm a young god muhfucka Might reach the stars muhfucka Bought to buy a fresh car muhfucka Bu-buy muthafucka Always skip at the rucka You wife girls you a sucka Since a youngin never been a lover You fuck me gotta fuck my brothers I'm a young god muthafucka Pull up in a truck that's a Tonka Chain swang I'm a god muthafucka So high up to the stars muthafucka Got bitches like the bars muthafucka I'm a pimp hell nah I don't love 'em I just thug them hell nah I don't trust 'em Love the money 'cause it's all about the money I'm a young god muthafucka Really out shit I'm Ro I be in the trenches with the cocaine Word around time keep blow These niggas already know Shawty got that bitch in the trunk I'mma tear up a nigga block I'mma hit a nigga with the pump Can't wait 'til see my nigga shotgun No limit like I'm Silkk the Shocker No dreads nigga I'm the top shotta Got choppers like Shawty gonna front like she know me Niggas be jealous and phony Niggas be jealous and faking Fucking the bitches like Playboy bunnies Sipping that lean now my nose be running Dropping the top Niggas ain't winning they losing Niggas be sleeping Sippin' fake lean who is you fooling I'm so high bout to touch the sky I'm so high please don't blow my high I'm so high bout to touch the sky I'm so high please don't blow my high Niggas think I'm famous 'Cause I'm getting rap money up the anus I'm Andy Warhol for the raps But I don't do no painting Just got the nickname Satan Grind like Tony Hawk thumbing through the checks But no skating Everybody talking bout cashing out niggas be faking I turn your block to a murder scene Wes Craven You was on the porch we was on the pavement You had a juice now you dried up now nigga you a raisin All these bitches on my dick nigga we hood famous Trapping hard and hitting licks bitch we hood famous Ride the plug and took his bricks so now we hood famous Can't leave the house without my stick nigga Got my hammer and my strap my bitch got a Mac-10 Got the pistol tell my young cock it back Really out shit with a really out bitch She don't talk no shit she don't give me no lip Bout to cop a chopper just to shoot a nigga's block up Hope the feds don't catch me like they did a nigga Tip All these bitches on my dick nigga we hood famous Trapping hard and hitting licks bitch we hood famous Ride the plug and took his bricks so now we hood famous Can't leave the house without my stick nigga Said it's all fun and games how somebody get shot Run up on the scene clear the whole damn block Niggas sign what they had never sign what they got Swear it's all fun and games how somebody get dropped All fun and games how somebody get shot All fun and game til somebody get dropped Tryna' take my niggas off that block Gettin' dope money gettin' shows for the bread Wanna put it put it right in my head Boutta' have a in my life through a kid Free my nigga that's throwin' the bed Came a long way from smokin' the Look at the cup see the lean that's purple Look at the percs of the pill that's pink Cruisin' in traffic blowin' on dank On three drugs at one time Cruisin' the traffic duckin' one time Better get some money fuck door crimes Speaking my music from my rhymes Pops always told me you gotta have a grind It's all fun and games how somebody get hit Run up on the scene clear the whole damn strip Pussy with the percs had a whole damn script But my He gon' see first place no matter what it take All you niggas hatin' but you bitch niggas late All my niggas gettin' cake my head is gettin' weak Time I be shuttin' shit down If you ever smart you wouldn't even come around Money in my pocket that a make you niggas frown Bad bitch around and you know she going down It's all fun and games how somebody get shot And I cleared the whole scene 'cause my chopper hold a lot Yeah famous most infamous you know what I mean Niggas talking about what they did Ain't nobody do shit Everybody talking about numbers Put 'em up y'all know what I mean Yo man come holler at us Let's just say you did Stop lying motherfucker You talking about nigga Ain't nobody trynna hear none of that shit you said That you supposedly did and what happened And what was supposed to happen Ain't none of that shit happen niggas clapping And that's what it is That's what's going on right now Yeah we out here right now Big Baby on the mic And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin' problem If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Hold up bitches simmer down Takin' hella long bitch give it to me now Make that thing pop like a semi or a 9 Ooh baby like it raw with the shimmy Never met a motherfucker fresh like me All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith 'Cause I'm the nigga the nigga like how you figure Gettin' figures and fuckin' bitches She rollin' Swishers brought her bitches I brought my niggas they gettin' bent up off the liquor She love my licorice I let her lick it They say money make a nigga act niggerish But least a nigga rich I be fuckin' broads like I be fuckin' bored Turn a dyke bitch out have her fuckin' boys beast I know you love it when this beat is on Make you think about all of the niggas you've been leadin' on Make me think about all of the rappers I've been feedin' on Got a feelin' that's the same dudes that we speakin' on Oh word Ain't heard my album Who you sleepin' on You should print the lyrics out and have a fuckin' read-along Ain't a fuckin' sing-along 'less you brought the weed along Then ju Then just drop down and get yo' eagle on Or we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles on All that shit you talkin' 'bout is not up for discussion I will pay to make it bigger I don't pay for no reduction If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know then I don't trust it If you comin' for my head then motherfucker get to bustin' Yes Lord I don't really say this often But this long-dick nigga ain't for the long talkin' I'm beast If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Uh yeah ho this the finale My pep talk turn into a pep rally Say she from the hood but she live inside in the valley now Vaca'd in Atlanta then she goin' back to California Got your girl on my line world on my line The irony I fuck 'em at the same damn time She eyein' me like a nigga don't exist Girl I know you want this dick Girl I'm Kendrick Lamar A.K.A. Benz is to me just a car That mean your friends-es need be up to par See my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow kill 'em all dead bodies in the hallway Don't get involved listen what the crystal ball say If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Ah feelin' like a vigilante or a missionary Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols ready Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries Don't be scared nigga is you ready I've been thinkin' 'bout all the O's in my bank account X the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount Ever since this new star fame came about Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out huh Young boy let his gun bang let his nuts hang Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling We outlawed then I bogart any pros that got 'proached at With a toe-tag get broke off in the projects with a skateboard I roll past and I blaze y'all like fuck I hate y'all Let's play ball in a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold I rhyme cold my K hot your 9 cold that bark like K9's on That banana clip straight from the rip I'll make that shirt say RIP I'm on some shit If I'm not the hottest then Hell must have froze over You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was I carry traits of a traumatized soldier Don't look in my face I might snap I might choke ya Spine right out of place give me dap like you 'posed ta Darts at your posters dark nights like this Or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff Barely even conscious talkin' to my conscience Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches I'm on my convict don't drop bars I drop prisons Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms Somehow bypassed the bias The violence and the killin' so given They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance Unfortunately I am not that type of niglet But pass the pot let me skillet Just got back to the block from a 6 o' clock with Jigga And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks And I swear it hurt me soul I try to prevail but when I preach I only hurt their sales Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail But you my nigga wish you the best for real When you mention my name amongst other white rappers Or for that matter any fuckin' rapper fuck it Painter skater musician trailer-park dirt-ditch-diggin' Burger-flippin' eat sleep shittin' human bein' you would be in Trouble to body double or couple me to these others 'Cause comparatively speakin' my reach is beyond the bubble That they put me in my vision's beyond the Hubble's I huddle with Nubians new beginnin' again You in school at ten late Radioactive's goin' gold And so Great Do I give a flying duck If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us Alabama's climbin' up wait no I don't give a Motherfuck your life pussy blood clot Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze And thawed out for a spot date at a Coachella show Yelawolf Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers Moonwalkin' on the sun barefoot with shades on Bitch pussy smell like a penguin Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis Bitch when I say this I mean this Ho I'm the meanest Dick so big it's like from Earth to Venus That molly got me nauseous aw shit no off switch That is my synopsis ostrich's posh shit Hoes on some goth shit stop it You not this Novice regardless heartless and awkward Cryin' tears of vodka prima donna at the concert Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and tonic Just bein' honest tell me isn't that ironic Swiftly I shift the Bimmer 860 A heavy smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me The moon's reflection off the lake hit me You should have stayed with me now many Asian bitches lay with me The face is silky like a tablecloth My shorty gallop in the mornin' on the beach like a Chilean horse Red roses dropped from boxes very often Confetti torchin' drinkin' Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton Outstandin' I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Gramblin' You see us scramblin' sellin' Susan Sarandon The cloud of smoke like the phantom Damn this shit tastes like fantastic uh You see me comin' through in each state Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake Cuffed to my wrist I've got the briefcase The gavel slam I'm a free man try not to eat ham Spit like my last breath casket rap six deep Eyes closed the black is back out come the 'lac with flats Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch All I had was rap when all they had was wack All I wanted was love and all they had was dap Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes a championship win is The aftermath ask LeBron open palm slap a bitch Walk the plank or break a bank I've been in the business of sinkin' ships Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with Resuscitations cost the label I'm taxin' if you want a hit Clear fuck your career bitch I was born here Get the fuck from 'round here that's just my country ways Suckin' on your momma's titty bitchin' while I was choppin' blade Grippin' grain fuckin' hoes candy paint like Everglades Miss me with that rapper chatter take that shit up with my bass I put that on my soul how could you ever doubt me Most rappers hopin' the world end so they won't have to drop another album B. B. King saw the king in me so why can't you In order to come up close you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis too Muddy water flow Dixie rebel past Fuck your Louis flag poppin' benji tags on your wifey's ass That's out of line but in livin' color I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers a true artist I said it must be 'cause a nigga got dough Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold Hoes at my shows they be strippin' off they clothes And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw Party like a cowboy or a rockstar Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off Let's take it to the basis you in the midst of greatness My Martin was a Maison rocked Margielas with no laces Cristal go by the cases wait hold up that was racist I would prefer the Aces ain't no different when you taste it A forty ounce to chase it that's just a understatement I'm early to the party but my 'Rari is the latest Somehow it seems girls in they late teens Remind me your favorite jeans 'cause they naked 'cause you famous Life's a mothafucka ain't it These other rappers ain't us So tell me what your name is I'mma tell it to my stainless You aim it before you bang it let that banger leave you brainless It's just me myself and I and mothafuckas that I came with Miscellaneous niggas wanna hate on me Until I tell 'em to they face they ain't no G Low key niggas mad 'cause I'm smooth puffin' Zig Zags Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitchin' with your bitch ass I said it must be 'cause a nigga got dough Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold Hoes at my shows they be strippin' off they clothes And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw Party like a cowboy or a rockstar Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off Yes I'm the shit tell me do it stink It feel good wakin' up some money in the bank Three model bitches cocaine on the sink And I'm so 'bout it 'bout it I might roll up in a tank 'Cause my chain came from Cuba got a lock up on the link And them red bottom loafers just to complement the mink Eyes chink rollin' up that dank blowin' on that stank What you mean Tell me what you drink I'm on that kissin' pink You could call me Billy Gates got a crib in every state Man on the moon got a condo out in space Open up your legs tell me how it taste And them niggas talkin' shit so tell 'em fuck you Tell that bitch hop up on my dick rolled up on her quick In a six told her suck a dick motorboat her tits I'm the shit niggas mad 'cause I'm smooth puffin' Zig-Zags Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitchin' with your bitch ass I said it must be 'cause a nigga got dough Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold Hoes at my shows they be strippin' off they clothes And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw Party like a cowboy or a rockstar Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off Wake up feeling blessed up pistol on that dresser Ain't afraid to show it I'll expose it if I dress up Riding in that Testarossa nigga catch up Sipping on that syrup 'til I'm messed up like yes sir So now I'm getting change people looking at me strange Like nigga switching lanes never changed still the same We fuck bitches get paper you fuck niggas on papers We walk around with lasers you prolly own some tasers Lame niggas disgrace us they girlfriends want date us Got different hoes I'm pimping hoes you could tell by my paystubs My niggas gettin' right smokin' weed with dirty Sprite Going wild for the night fuck being polite I'm goin' Finna wild out for the weekend me myself and I my three friends Nigga feeling froggy then leap in A$AP niggas finna sneak in Middle finger to the critics me and my nigga Skrillex You know we finna kill it A$AP we the trillest You don't really want that Glock boy You don't really wanna feel them shots boy You a b-boy I'm a block boy I'm a D boy I'm a hot boy Six shots got me feelin' like Pac boy party all night shit don't stop boy Drunk as fuck and I'm ready to fight Wilding for the night fuck being polite boy Wild for the night fuck being polite I'm going It's the weekend and I'm creeping with my niggas Drunk and disrespectful callin' women bitches I don't mean no harm but won't you and your friends Meet us in the cut and we can do the business God my witness that I only wanna kick it And your girl just said they with us So we rolling in them Benzes Won't you pour it up and stop the babysitting She got drunk as fuck and swallowed all my kids Back to the Mac tats on her back Ass so fat hit that from the back When it clap from the back she clappin' it back She flat on her back and it's back to the trap Fuck your pack A$AP where it's at Fuck nigga act get clap lay flat Fuck your dreams leave a punk nigga dreamin' Then you sleep and you won't come back from the nap Benjamin Three-Stack it's a fact she lives in my lap On my Outkast daddy fat bitches on my sack And you know them smokin' bitches rolling reefer got me open Wildin' to the morning with my homies tell 'em where we going Wild for the night fuck being polite I'm going I be that pretty mothafucka Harlem's what I'm reppin' Tell my niggas quit the bitchin' we gon' make it in a second Never disrespected plus I'm well connected With this coke that I imported just important as your president Swagger so impressive and I don't need a necklace But these bitches get impressed when you pull up in that 7 Them 6's them Benzes I gets get the freshest Raf Simons Rick Owens usually what I'm dressed in Blowing blunts rolling doobies up smoking sections Groupies rush hold they boobies up in my direction Quit with all the fronting you ain't 'round my clique for nothing 'Cause our presence is a present just to kick it is a blessing This is the way it goes this is the way we roll 'Cause every day we on our pesos Your bitch just said I'm hot man I told her I agree She gon' really think I'm hot if I told her my degrees Pull up in that hard-top showing off my keys Graduate school of hard-knocks I can show you my degrees Couple A B C's bad bitch double D's Popping E I don't give a F told you I'm a G A.S.A.P. Stevie got it on his sleeve But I got it on my chest my nigga this is what I breathe Inhale exhale cocaine X pills Import export Harlem catching rec still So mami show me how that neck feel Later show me how the rest feel for now just chill This is the way it goes this is the way we roll 'Cause every day we on our pesos 'Cause every day we on our pesos I thought I'd probably die in prison expensive taste in women Ain't had no pot to piss in now my kitchen full of dishes Nose bloody from that sniffin' your heroin addiction Trigger finger itching fuck parental supervision This be that murder business little Timmy got that semi I ain't kidding hide yo kittens hit yo children with that Smith and A bunch of ignant little niglets hard headed never listen Purple sippin' finger twistin' teeth glisten like it's Memphis A bunch of hypocritic Christians the land of no religion My Santa Claus was missing catch you slippin' then it's Christmas Motherfuck a wishlist my ghetto was ambition For my benjis and my Bentley and them bitches now I get them On the road to riches a diamond ring designer jeans Choking on that biscuit till I'm no longer existing I wonder if they miss me as long as I make history Now my soul is feeling empty tell the reaper come and get me Who said you can't live forever lied Of course I'm living forever I'll Forever I'll live long You can't ever deny My force I'm living forever I'll Forever I'll live Riding through your city like that motherfucka mine Or choking on that semi rob a motherfucka blind License plate says wipe me down car from ninety-nine But a nigga sits so pretty call that motherfucker fine Lost your motherfucking mind what's on your mind niggas talking down Never talk to cops make him talk to God when I tote that 9 he ain't talking now Tell 'em watch your spine I mean watch your back Better guide your track better not look back Now stay in line don't step on cracks So you break her back I'm talking 'bout your mom 'Cause there's killers in my town making hits sniffing lines Out committing crimes wait for shit to simmer down Corrupted little minds 8 and 9 finna shine On the grind do you dirty with that shimmy Where they shoot without a purpose services 'n hearses Kids who ain't deserve it can't survive a thing you're worthless Strangers make me nervous who's that peekin' in my window with a pistol to my curtains Pretty nigga rich Flacko be the shit And that bitch know we poppin' so she boppin' on this dick Nigga R.I.P. to Pimp can't forget Little Flip And I take it out to Memphis so shout out to Triple Six Rocking rolling swagging to the max My bitch a fashion killa she be busy popping tags She got a lotta Prada that Dolce and Gabbana I can't forget Escada and that Balenciaga I'm sipping purple syrup come be my Aunt Jemima And if you is a rider we'll go shopping like manana Her attitude Rihanna she get it from her mama She jiggy like Madonna but she trippy like Nirvana 'Cause everything designer her jeans is Helmut Lang Shoes is Alexander Wang and her shirt the newest Donna Karan wearing all the Cartier frames Jean Paul Gaultier 'cause they match with her persona I see your Jil Sanders Oliver Peoples Costume National your Ann Demeuelemeester See Visvim be the sneaker Lanvin or Balmain Goyard by the trunk her Isabel Marant I love your Linda Farrow I adore your Dior Your Damir Doma Vena Cava from the store I crush down with that top down bossy see how I ride 'round Mami in that Tom Ford Papi in that Thom Browne Rick Owens Raf Simons boy she got it by the stock She ball until she fall that means she shop 'til she drop And Versace got a lot but she may never wear it But she save it so our babies will be flyer than their parents Scoop back tees breeze in coupe Smiling is your treasure you're so well put together Bags and links jeans and shoes Spikes and patent leathers different fabrics mixed together Go away together we could get away forever All emotions clashing thrashing someone turn the light out I met my baby expressed my passion on my fashion night out Off again there he go to another dimension my mind Body soul imprisoned my eye prolly goin' ballistic but listen I'm missin' a couple of screws they ain't never do drillin' true You been sippin' away at the truth a double shot of wisdom'll do Do do rollin' through hittin' switches Rolling ditches blowin' kisses to the bitches holdin' biscuits What's the business Beat the system Co-defendants blow the sentence go to prison Go to church and pray the father Lord forgive us And only God can judge me and he don't like no ugly I look so fuckin' good most dykes'll fuck me buddy Yeah I'm a piece of shit I know I plead the fifth I tell her if ya need some dick you can call me The devotion is gettin' hopeless but hold it I'm gettin' close As my soul is I'm seein' ghosts a solo is now a poet Hypnosis overdose on potions adjustin' to the motions And gettin' out all my emotions Uh this type of shit Make a nigga wanna flip September through August This type of shit got 'em bustin' out the clip In the middle of the office And a message to the bosses The Misfits' new outfit is on the bloglist Gorgeous hoes keep on the sayin' that they caused it 'Cause the Porsches get 'em nauseous Plus I ain't even mad yet niggas caught me in a good mood Paparazzi wanna nag a nigga chillin' at the bag check Hope they show me in my good shoes When papa got the brand new bag Flacko got the brand new Raf that's good news Hood dudes usually don't look like you How it feel to get a deal and come back And the whole hood look like you Can't drive bitch I'm legally blind bitch If I live or die it's up to me to decide Shit niggas coppin' guns like they legal to buy The only key to survive and get a piece of the pie Is to agree with a lot or just believe a facade bitch And I'll be fine just-a drinkin' my wine bitch So everyday I spend my time Drinkin' wine feelin' fine Waiting here to find the sign That I can understand yes I am Everyday I spend my time Drinkin' wine feelin' fine Waitin' here to find the sign I don't care if I ever know Here I go here I go here I go I got the love birds chirpin' at the window But I don't need love no more oh no I'll be fine sippin' wine I know I dream about her all day I think about her with her clothes off I'm ridin' 'round with my system bumpin' LSD I look for ways to say I love you But I ain't into makin' love songs Baby I'm just rappin' to this LSD She ain't a stranger to the city life I introduced her to this hippy life Girl I really fuckin' want love sex dream Another quarter to the face system Make no mistakes it's all a leap of faith for love It takes a place in feelin' that you crave doin' love sex dreams It started in Hollywood Dreamin' of sharin' love My tongue at a loss for words 'Cause my feelings just said it all Party just started up Dreamin' of sharin' worlds Held this feeling for way too long I've been gettin' fly because the gimmick's so dope I've been getting high 'cause I figured Lord told me I've been drinking driving now we'll never go home I gon' stay in doubt because the weather's so cold oh It started in Hollywood Dreamin' of sharin' love My tongue at a loss for words 'Cause my feelings just said it all I look for ways to say I love you But I ain't into makin' love songs Baby I'm just rappin' to this LSD Who the jiggy nigga with the gold links Got me reminiscin' 'bout my old day Three 6 suck a nigga dick no foreplay all day Boomin' out the trap through the hallway Tell me what you niggas know about it Auntie sayin' turn it down or she finna call the cops We be plottin' on the ops she the one who got the drop Just a free quick fix of the A and it's okay They gon' take me back to my old ways I was tryna chill poppin' seals ever since I got a deal Kick it with my model chick sip Cris fuck niggas wanna diss Now I gotta let 'em know who's really trill Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye Tell these fuck niggas how you been You been crossin' our minds niggas talk down every now and then On the side who gave em style nine times out of ten It was Flacko Jodye Flacko Jodye Flacko Jodye Flacko Jodye I ain't never lookin' for no handouts Broke ass niggas never helpin' but they hands out Find out where the fuck nigga live then we camp out Screamin' fuck the world never catch me with my pants down Always been a stand up guy I'd rather stand out Raf Simons Stan Smith edition with my bands out I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp nigga hands down If a nigga put his hands on me that's a man down Trick what Pimps up hoes down whoa now Slow down see they runnin' with my old style Grow foul gold smile you ho now thuggin' with my old style It's a shame how they low down Dirty like Adidas on my sneaker feature uh Trappin' through the speaker peep the beeper ringer uh Turnin' off phones just to reach 'em gotta beep 'em I'm a Lord motherfucker better greet him if you see him Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye Tell these fuck niggas how you been You been crossin' our minds niggas talk down every now and then Before the real niggas live fuck niggas won't multiply Back in the buildin' sold crack in the livin' room Niggas toetagged sold gats for a livin' Doo rag keep a red or blue flag in the denim One you be with be the one to shoot at ya in a minute Come to Harlem if you never seen Baghdad First place I seen a nigga sell crack at Where the hustlers don't sleep take cat naps Shorty with the shotty limpin' like he got a bad back Even in my will keep it real thuggin' in my field 'Til the day I peel keep it trill anything I feel Youngins trained to kill aimin' bangin' steel and slangin' krill She shake it all for Satan just to paint her nails and pay her bills I ain't really fuckin' with that Been Trill Swear them niggas booty like Tip Drill Nah I ain't really into throwin' shots But these mothafuckas better give me my props word to Pac We're the reason that these niggas gettin' throwed Reason why you niggas wearin' gold Jail pose in the pictures prayin' fingers to your nose I remember if Pimp was alive he'd tell these hoes and these niggas Even in my will keep it trill to the day I peel When the real niggas die fake niggas gon' multiply When all the real niggas die fake niggas gon' multiply I'm the original Balmain badass nigga I'm the original Margiela madman in the words of A$AP Yams Smack the shit out a nigga in these skinny pants feel me Don't get it fucked up nigga we been jiggy been pretty Still tell a bitch suck my dick swag nigga Fuck with a nigga like me RIP my nigga Pimp C Shit is weak you can keep that Shit I might fuck around and bring the Jeep back No doors on it flexin' with the seat back Boy with the G pack might fuck around and bring the mink back I'm the motherfuckin' Lord of this fashion shit Don't I deserve just to brag a bit Set the blueprint fuck your two cents Number 1 stunner ask Tumblr if I'm accurate My motherfuckin' swag is immaculate Plus I got enough style just to mack your bitch I think back to when pockets packin' lint It's like a nigga got rich on accident Now back to Pimp bitches lie killers never lie Triggers on the side by side bet I'm down to ride Prosper said let's ride to the sky call it catastrophic We don't ever die we just multiply bitch Bloody ink on my pad spelled suicide Michael Jackson even passed 'cause you scrutinized Fuck illuminati lies say I'm lucified Baptised in the gutter motherfucker you decide 'Cause the ride come with doors that be suicide Or the thighs on my whores they be super-sized Good and bad having wars nigga choose a side Now all hail to the Lord like you do to God Who am I Lord Flacko Painting vivid pictures call me Basquiat Picasso Capo Head Hancho now my following's colossal Ain't no boxer Pacquiao but got the chopper todo caso It's like you heard God spoke I seen the ghetto gospel The choir like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low Sister Mary Jane to make me sleep from singing high notes The bible or the rifle goodnight folks Bloody ink on my pen spelled suicide Kurt Cobain even died 'cause you scrutinize It's a fine line between truth and lies Jesus Christ never lied still was crucified That's why I never judge another nigga Life's a bitch but that bitch in love with other niggas 3 to a bed sheets no covers nigga Dirty kitchen no supper in the cupboards nigga Sucker niggas wassup with niggas I grew up with niggas but don't fuck with niggas I don't trust them niggas ain't got no love for niggas Had the gold grills shining like them southern niggas Kept it trilla now the whole world fuckin' with us Meanwhile you treated all of us like other niggas Now your world is in my palm take cover niggas If I shall ever fall Lord pick me up Ever since a baby two deuce in sippy cups Ever since them diapers and my zip-me-ups Now I'm walking on my own y'all wish me luck It's all part of the plan Yeah live through the strugglin' life's a every day I hustle every day in life thinkin' back Takin' packs up the block them older niggas said I couldn't Man fuck 'em niggas I'll be back strapped backpack Bitch I'm flippin' work hand in hand I think they call it track Racin' laps re-up went to waste it pays to make it stack Face the fact there's always niggas out there tryin' to knock the I guess that's why they say we trap don't let niggas hold you back I'm just a kettle from the ghetto with no pot to piss in So who am I to call it Black man black male Black ball black opsy black diamonds glistenin' Attract the pigs and all the rats kitten scratch I went from roaches on my bump to red brooches on the cuff Of my tux chauffeur pullin' up no if and's or buts about him I went to Paris for my trunks hundred thousand spent on Goyard Used 'em once couldn't give a shit damn or fuck about 'em Hit Canal Street vintage gold medallion Smokin' blunts in front of public housin' Wildin' 'til they throw me in them cuffs Mouth full of fronts look like Master P up in my Cartiers Diamonds shinin' in the frames Changed the game and made them say Ain't no limits to this shit life's a flick you're stickin' to the script My life is like a movie they should film me through it Take a pic be sure to frame the shit forever me was always G Way before this famous shit y'all just pretend to do it You say you got them guns but I've never seen you bang You say you got them drugs but I've never seen you slang You say you in that game but I've yet to see you play You say you going hard but nobody feels the same yeah Rap game like the crack game swear it's all the same Whippin' soda through the pot watch it bubble Flexin' muscle hit the block I bet I teach you niggas how to Sellin' coca on the charts watch it double Uh takin' meetings on my bus this shit my mobile office Gettin' head while at my desk this shit my oval office I remember when I got a hundred for recordings Now the sum of my performances just put me on the Forbes list Fuck jiggy I'm flawless fuck pretty I'm gorgeous Your favorite rappers' corpses couldn't measure my importance My mind is out in orbits plus my ego got endorsements Heard the people want that raw shit but y'all be talkin' bullshit You say you got them guns but I've never seen you bang You say you got them drugs but I've never seen you slang You say you in that game but I've yet to see you play You say you going hard but nobody feels the same yeah Clipped-up like I'm paranoid high as hell nigga Fitzroy Put that pussy nigga in a purse You wouldn't be the first cover him with dirt Put him in the ground he was down to Earth Napped up nigga I been down since birth Backpack full of random work With two bad hoes I'll teach you how to jerk Teach you how to jerk swaggin' in my Js Pop me a pill and throw that pussy a rave Nappy chin hairs with the brand new fade Brand new nigga with the brand new venue Sold that bitch out should have made that ho bigger Killing careers make these cupcakes remember My objective is to serve your agenda Biggie and Nas put they ass in a blender Sprinkle some 50 and came out this nigga Equipped with a gat and the dick in your mouth Balls in my hands and your bitch in my house Twisting up weed I'm digging her out Just filling her out Do all that shit you be talking about While you gone Shit Netflix on your couch What this popcorn about Microwave oven while you out there cuffin' You over there lovin' That bitch be my stuffing likelike we really be fucking Brand new shirt to the brand new drawers Brand new socks to the brand new Glock This mothafucka hold fifteen slap that ho in tell the clip get lost Bitch I'm a boss pulled up clean don't you hear the exhaust Got my tie on gripping on my iron who I'm 'bout to fire on Rap game fucked up boy fuck you think I rap for Crack game fucked up boy fuck you think I trap for Riding 'round with that mask on like a Mac attack when that strap on Like a Shaq attack on that backboard clap on clap off Blue pit in my back yard Red nose my bad broad Titan full of that hydro Pretty nigga no catwalk Big burner in your big mouth Pussy niggas suck lead off I pull it up then skirt off vodka shots he Smirnoff 40 ounce of that Cristal Rose that Rick Ross Got it jumping like Kriss Kross Mismatching no jigsaw No horseplay when we quick draw Pussy nigga get a tit job Hands up stick your mans up your time's up the new brand's up Q Do just what I tell you Don't come in any closer and no one will get hurt 'Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two A rebel I be one day on that track with Gunplay Outcast my whole life so I decide to spit like Andre Beef is on my entree gin and juice that's Bombay Driving fast the wrong way I swear life is like a one-way Pussy on a Sunday business on a Monday My new crib came with feng shui and my closet is like a runway Come be my fiancee she fuck me in a Hyundai My rooftop got a lounge just sit around and watch her sunbathe Dinner date for one K shopping date for two K Bougie-ass bitch made me wait to fuck for two days Finally got it today swear to god my mood changed Top off like toupees drop off touche Yeah my mouth is full of gold and I'm a city boy And my outfit was in Vogue I'm a pretty boy Bounce boy Flacko tell 'em holla at a nigga G Riding on my enemies this my ghetto symphony Don't come in any closer Whipping Whitney my mama as a witness Bitches lickin' and locking up my swishas Once she blow my whistle she know it's dismissal Spread the news I'm official now hop out my foreign vessel Before I get aggressive forget it war ready Already tested tears and blood invested Till my cardiac's arrested and my forty ounce is empty Show me what you owe me and a porterhouse with that Black magic on the tires only I Rolling down a lonely mile phony smile Warrants police on me now still tourin' And my chain it may slow me down cheer for Pain in its purest form Don't complain I came to reign from here forward still noid So crib got clear doors Burning planes in my Air Force and all I can see is clear ports Since Rocky spit like Andre I'm gon' kill 'em like Big Boi These rappers is on my entree eat 'em like cookies Chips Ahoy Mm enjoy when I get annoyed know a couple niggas that'll kill for joy Either Gunplay runway trip avoid body get found by a lil' fishin' boy Arnold Schwarzenigga toss a nigga Like codeine mixed with a roid Slow punch make a nigga chin collide That's for talking how fast you could grip a nine Damn look how the hollow tip hit his spine Little motherfuckers that commit the crime These niggas got the sidewalk sipping wine Guess that's why the ground sip the wine Pouring liq so I soak in lift and shine Tip tipped and toe I miss the sky My soul gets cold when my niggas died So and so niggas live and die Beneath shoe soles you will reside Rappers get a mil for these freakin' lies Sign a couple deals for these freakin' lies How many times in your eyes has a nigga died Never Spittin' it like a Beretta nobody do it better nigga All I think about is life nights sipping on Sprite Little codeine nigga get throwed right Two blonde dykes wanna kiss all night I just pray to God that the shit go right Little argument and their fists don't fight Fuck a dog ho and the bitch gon' bite A$AP nigga sip Cris all night So them R. Kelly hoes getting pissed on twice Damn how a young nigga get so nice Young nigga cold like he sitting on ice Fuck broke tryna be rich all life I coulda been a criminal and just rolled dice My nuts hanging my top back Hoes screaming that Pac back Throwing Westside bandana tied A$AP life got a Pac tat Harlem world my whole block strapped Hoes all on my jock strap My whip white but my top black And my bitch white but my cock black Purple drink Got that Tell these hoes all to twerk something Bounce on me bitch hurt something Tell her pop that pussy like it's worth something So shorty she a stunner and daddy he a runner Be that pretty mothafucka you could call me what you wanna 'Cause I'm in love with that ass she in love with the cash So she shaking it fast and then making them stacks And I'm taking it back and I'm taking her back To the house just to bust in her mouth and I'm kicking her out It's A$AP Q where the bread at Fuck around and bring the hush puppies back She fuck me and the homies she was cool with that The block hot so I'm shaded in my bucket hat Pause a little bit I gotta little advice If you fucked her once then you could fuck her twice And don't get head from hoes with overbites Just giving out game nigga show your right Born stunna nigga turn night to bright High as a kite in my Nike Flights Made thirty Racks it was just a flight Flew a bitch out too it was just a night Shorty got the booty make a nigga say Whoa Can I suck your titties tryna see how far I can go Try again and then again and she ain't telling me no Sweetie tell me how you feeling can I feel on you more She said she ain't fucking for free but ain't shit I can't afford Shit I'll pay you for it now bounce that ass on my bungie cord Yeah whoopsie daisy put a good kid in your Section Turn a baby into a lady now here go the keys to my new Mercedes 'Cause shawty she a stripper all you got to do is tip her She like ballers with some money screaming fuck them other niggas Now do A through Z for a G panties go down to her feet Pussy get wetter for me smackin' that ass to the beat give her that Diggity-D Purple drank I still sip purple weed blunt still lit Real nigga real bitch purple swag that trill shit Them candy cars I'm coming down that paint drip I still tip That pimp shit she ain't plan to fuck I pick her up I still hit That's swag bitch Purple swag purple swag I'm in the zone I'm getting throwed That purple swag purple swag that purple smoke up in my clothes That big booty juicy fruity yellow bone I wanna bone I'm getting dome I took her out dick in her mouth she getting on I'm flexing steel I'm flexing still I'm sitting high I'm tipping slow I'm Texas trill Texas trill but in New-York we spit it slow I got these boppas going crazy they see me coming Robitussin quit discussing ASAP tell these niggas something swag Excuse me fuck out my face They say wealth is in the mind not the pocket I learned that from a very wise man Okay excuse me Mr. Bill Collector I got problems My check arrive manana I'ma pay my debt I promise I spent twenty thousand dollars with my partners in Bahamas Another twenty thousand dollars on Rick Owens out in Barneys I said excuse me why the fuck you lookin' What's your problem I swear we gon' have drama if you touch my tailored garments All you see is niggas here so that means it's triggers there What you mean We got weed and codeine and bricks for sale I bet a lot of niggas plottin' so you know I got that heater bruh Drive my side of Harlem catch me ridin' with my nina bruh She got an apple bottom that remind you of Bonita bruh Oh you mean like Q-Tip Now that girl my new bitch Excuse me no I believe the proper term's excuse you I could switch up on you niggas and start shittin' if I choose to That's when the new you becomin' different since they knew you I guess the new me is just gon' take some gettin' used to Excuse me I tell them they're excused What's the word around town tell me what's the latest news And uh who them niggas I tell 'em we them dudes Ain't got time to make excuses bruh we steady making moves And I run the game even when they bend the rules I pay very close attention after that I pay my dues And uh excuse me may I be excused 'Cause I gave this shit my all ain't got nothing left to lose Tell me why these little niggas talking like they killas bruh Nowadays these niggas always caught up in they feelings bruh But I stay hundred 'cause you know I keep it trilla bruh Mobbin like 2Pacalypse or Bishop how I Hit 'Em Up Fill 'em up with lyrics bury all my victims kill 'em Dig 'em up again to say I did it Snitch excuse me mind your business bruh Swear that you could get it girl She a fashion killa huh Killa girl I'm a go-getter she get it girl Who run it my niggas fuck the fussin' they buckin' and bussin' Now niggas slump over Robitussin in public Cup full of purple substance or something My niggas the only thing that move me Excuse me I tell them they're excused What's the word around town tell me what's the latest news And uh who them niggas I tell 'em we them dudes Ain't got time to make excuses bruh we steady making moves And I run the game even when they bend the rules I pay very close attention after that I pay my dues And uh excuse me may I be excused 'Cause I gave this shit my all ain't got nothing left to lose They call me young drug dealer they call me young thug nigga Shouts out to my 'cause niggas finna let it fly for my blood niggas Middle finger up to you fuck niggas if you a trill nigga then fuck with us Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet With a pistol on him prolly wouldn't even pull it Heart made of pudding mean mugging with a hoodie like what's goodie Trying to be the mothafucka that you couldn't knowing you Down to let it fly when I shouldn't All my young niggas they gon' rep it to the fullest Ten gold chains wood grain propane Sell the whole thing from the cellphone rang Niggas got rips in they jeans man I started that Hood by air man I started that Niggas claim they the God of black Well your name is purple I'm the God of that Gave you my back nigga pardon that Fuck that shit I brought mobbing back I brought robbin' back I brought the Garden back Motherfuck black land I brought Harlem back Rolling in my Benzo hoes on the curb a couple of friends Rolling down my window yo what's the word fuck it get in Ride round with these bimbos she give head to my kin folk Shout outs my connect though keep a watch out for them Winslows Hoes gone skeet and the V gone swerve I'mma get by while the world gon' turn I'mma get mine like you gon' get yours Niggas do the least do when the piece got nerve Niggas in the streets want heat get burned Couple young niggas down with my crew who be done and let it fly Yeah this year we finna make a killin' Now the money stack up to the ceilin' All I know is payback all I rep is A$AP Now we finna go off in the buildin' I could really give a fuck about your feelings Used to be a schoolboy and a rude boy too Not a jerk like the New Boyz groovin' like Schoolboy Q nigga I done killed a few boys nigga Down a couple shots turn it up another notch Got a bitch that's in the spot and she faded Yeah corset top with the new ass shots Couple Instagram likes now she famous Nose job workin' on some payments On a new car now she finna trade it Next time you shouldn't've sucked a nigga dick for free Man I swear the smart girls are my favorite You should've sucked the nigga's dick for free Brand new 'Rari finna race it I am not the nigga you should play with This year I turned it into the racist All I wanna see is green faces All I wanna count is green numbers Man that shit is weird lookin' like the Matrix Only took a little bit of patience Shorty she like to pop ass high Popped her way up to first class high she drop it low Then she clap down to the floor Shake that ass girl make that coochie wet Ever seen a crib like this Diamonds in my ear like wrists Lookin' like a mil in that trunk Two-seater got me lookin' all clumped Hit a nigga wig on sight Serve a nigga mom off white I'ma get her so high I'm Christ Nigga ball so hard like Mike I could whip that bitch like Ike I can fuck your bitch off hype Pink ring got bling all bright How a hot nigga rock this ice Clip small but the shit shoot fine Shoot a spine make a nigga recline Start sparkin' a nigga go blind G Rides hoppin out of Nissans Shorty she like to pop ass high Popped her way up to first class high Shake that ass girl make that coochie wet Mr. Pistol Popper Flacko locked and loaded Life's a bitch and she pussy pop know why 'Cause I got her open That pussy soaking fuck is you promoting Yeah you claim you rage you hating like you live in Oakland All my rap town niggas with the roof back Introduce you niggas to the new swag Make you say a nigga blew up too fast Fuck I'm 'sposed to do with all this new ass Fuck I'm 'sposed to do with all this new cash Thousand dollar drawers just to hold my balls All I ever do is let my jewels sag Pac gone but the Juice back Get your popcorn juice snacks It's a movie nigga with a new cast Get the news flash that the truth back This is boom bap mixed with new raps Look at all the niggas that I blew past Hood by Air to the do-rag Nigga make way for the new jacks It's Mr. Pistol Popper screaming Fuck a copper I just bought a crispy choppa finna fuck your block up blocka Even cracked the pavement that's for niggas hating I been impatiently waiting to show you niggas Satan All this talk of Illuminati ain't got a clue about me Bitch I'm Trillmaluminati and got my crew behind me Shooters round me keep them looters round me Keep a tool around me it'll keep you fools from round me Couple of them dudes surround me With a gat with a strap in a backpack When they cap leave you flat better back Nigga pass that finna ash where the hash at Got a Kat Stacks with a ass finna smash that Make 'em catch that A$AP then I pass that I see dead people I need dead people Lord Pretty Flacko bitch I behead people Kneel and kiss the ring all hail the King Long Live A$AP put that on everything They talkin' down on my name don't let 'em run off with the name Man I just run with the gang A$AP boys came with the flame They talkin' down on the gang They wanna rep with the name but this ain't no regular name They tryna run with the name I might pull up with 3 K$ but I do not fuck with no Klans Them boys not flexin' the same I'm done with adjustin' to fame pull up on your set leave a stain I tell her come fuck with the gang I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang it's time to fuck up the whole game Come fuck with the Mob shout out to the Lords and the Gods In love with my bitch 'cause she bi My ice like the stars I tell that bitch Cover your eyes 'Cause fuckin' with me you go blind She losin' her mind we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde Convincin' my bitch to go blonde Was born in the dark I kill you You open my blinds On Yams and that's word to my moms Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat A bunch of shit from a long time ago The bigger they are the harder they fall Like dominos nigga Geronimos When it's my time to go adios vamonos Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos Dealing with life and its highs and lows I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed I guess it's called livin' shit I suppose Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone I still had the vision when I was broke Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes Flyin' out womens to boring shows I pray to God I don't overdose I put New York on the map I put the gang on the flames They gon' remember the name They robbin' boys for the chains I got Goyard by the sack I got the boof by the pack I fucked your boo on her back Them boys not flexing the same I'm done with adjusting to fame pull up on your set leave a stain I tell her come fuck with the gang I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang it's time to fuck up the whole game They tryna front on the gang they gon' remember my name True to truth somehow But never truly lied at all then and now They tryna front on the gang Truth somehow Gang A$AP boys come with the flame In my dreams I'm dying all the time True to truth somehow But never truly lied at all Then I wake it's kaleidoscopic mind But never truly lied at all But never truly lied at all then and now I never meant to hurt you I never meant to lie See me in the hood the gangstas saying wassup Back once again sipping Henn mixed with juice and gin Bitches in couple lady friends countin Benjamins Spinners spin on the twnety-twins that Mercedes-Benz Dividends made a change of plans well that all depends Shout-out my parolees and I smoke that OG Kush mothafuck the police all my niggas rock gold teeth So hood and we so street sipping on that codeine We hustle hard no sleep your bitch loose that's no leash I ain't talking 'bout no money I ain't talking 'bout no cars Talking 'bout no diamonds 'cause that shit is a facade Times is really hard I fucked a couple broads Smoked some purple out the jars let me tell you who we are I be that pretty mothafucka Harlem's what I'm repping Tell 'em quit the bitching we gon' make it in a second Pretty mothafucka Harlem's what I'm repping Pretty nigga in some shit you never hear of Only thing bigger than my ego is my mirror Yeah clothes getting weirder Money get longer pretty nigga pin your hair up The nerve of this dude But I'm cool as a fan forty ounce full of brew I be that pretty mothafucka Harlem's what I'm repping Tell 'em quit the bitching we gon' make it in a second Pretty mothafucka Harlem's what I'm repping Tell 'em quit the bitching we gon' make it in a second See me in the hood the gangstas saying wassup I swear this famous shit just happened overnight For sure these hoes was so uptight but now they so polite All I see is fake love smiles and overbites But I'm pimping nigga Dolemite I remember when I was like ten maybe nine Ricky had a deuce-deuce two shotty pumps with a baby nine Busta had the rhymes Puffy had the Shyne Bone Thugs had Mo Thugs but that was the shit that made me rhyme What's up what's on your mind Hold up I'm feeling fine Locs got me blind thugging like I'm Eazy-E up in his prime Another young nigga with a attitude I guess that's why the crackers kept me after school Roaches on the wall roaches on the dresser Everybody had roaches but our roaches ain't respect us On the park bench playing checkers sipping nectar Girbaud jeans with hologram straps and reflectors We had cookouts and dirt bikes and dice games and fistfights And fish fries and shootouts like one Sig with two rounds And one click left two down that's four kids but one lived Left three dead but one split that one miss that one snitched That's everyday shit we are used to that Add it up do the math with your stupid ass Don't view me as no conscious cat this ain't no conscious rap Fuck the conscious crap my mac'll push your conscience back I do this for my culture penny nickels in the sofa Mommy watching Oprah Daddy in the kitchen whipping soda Cook-connect named Sosa Spanish chick Viola hit it in the chocha With the Testarossa hit Daytona fuck the law we soldiers I'm 'bout it 'bout it nigga ain't shit sweet about me The baddest bitches on the block be even speaking 'bout me I'm so thuggish ruggish bringing ruckus knucking if you bucking Young and thugging bugging showing out in public but you love it I only got one vision that's for kids in every color religion That listen we gotta beat the system stay the fuck out the prisons They try to blind our vision but we all God children we siblings You my brother you my kin fuck the color of your skin Back once again Chilling in the back of the 'Lac with a pass or the gin Finna ask can I pass to her friend Then a nigga smash I'll be damned if I ask her again Gold slabs on the 'Lac when I spin Then it's back to the back of the Benz Lean back in the back with the Henn and a crap Max on the ends spend ends I remember way back when A mothafucka used to have to borrow cash from my friends Friends just to put a snack up in the fridge When I'm on I swear to God to pay you back Now the kids all look up to me Them bitches wanna fuck with me My idols say what's up to me From ugly to comfortably suddenly It all changed man it was just like yesterday Times was so ugly and now I'm comfortable I just only can thank God suddenly Everything changed before my eyes by my surprise Get it text a message I don't know the number Flexin' on these niggas every bone and muscle Steady taking shots but never hurting numbers Even then y'all don't worry nothin' And I'd like to give a shout-out to my niggas with a game plan And shout-outs to all my niggas with escape plans Uh twenty bands rain dance We could either rain check or we can make plans Pockets loaded rocket loaded okay let's rock and roll It's time to go Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels Locked and loaded diamonds glowing chart-climbing on 'em You'd think I'm jumping out the window how I got 'em open Line around the corner line 'em up the block and over Sometimes I even stop the smoking when it's time to focus My shades Dior my pants velour Create explore expand conquer Yeah I sold the pack the loose the hard I listened to X I peeped the bars The snakes the rats the cats the dogs The game's a trap protect your heart I waited in line return refine The new design it's time to shine To shine to shine to shine to shine I hustle I flex the world is mine So please believe allow the greaze These niggas disease don't speak we squeeze I make the devil go weak at the knees You hate you're lame your loss Uh she came I came now what's my name My chain my pants my pants with the chain They know it's me the hat and the shades They heard my voice and they ran to the stage My Vans my braids my mans my babes My girls my ex my hoes that I left The way I stepped out the car that's a flex Give thanks get fresh praise the Lord then finesse bless I came I saw I came I saw I praise the Lord then break the law I take what's mine then take some more It rains it pours it rains it pours What's this I see Niggas tryna act like G's Got A$AP got Fergy with me It's a new day no Black Eyed Peas Mothafucka better blast that shit Niggas drink quarts of the Clicquot Bitches sniff raw of the kilos Flacko makes sales of the perico 'Member I ain't ever have no home Now I got a penthouse and a beach home Back when I was rockin' least I was trappin' off at least like three phones Me and Yams made the plan Then I paid myself and I gave myself advance Way before I became myself I'd like to thank myself because I made myself the man It's like lately I ain't myself I'd rather hang myself before I play myself Know the one that fit the booty all skin tight that's right Frontin' like you did it for the fellas Get all the bitches jealous when you do that shit But my neck is gold the rest is froze Sex and hoes best of both girls and girls perpetual Sippin' slow Texas throwed comma I'm about decimals Chill and get faded I'm surprised that we made it Young niggas know the sky's the limit All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded Chill and get faded shit I'm surprised that we made it Nowadays stress overrated All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded I wanna see you take it all off And she just wanna make it harder And we just end up takin' longer Can't impress with them diamonds though them diamonds Money talk and dogs bark I got a pocket full of stones in my stonewashed Lambo brand new Lambo With tiger stripes on it call that bitch a golf cart I'm outchea I'm so outchea I swear niggas have no idea I swear niggas better wear riot gear 'Cause I appear and pow loud and clear give 'em diarrhea oh I re-up tonight I'mma be up tonight cookin' a key up tonight Niggas de-up I slide to the right throw a three up in time Put a B up let's fight don't get beat up tonight Feet up in my European I ride with me heater inside Like you sneeze you on tight you got beef I got white You got beef I got white I got green I got white I got pink I got pints I got lean I got ice I got needles and pipes I got clean I got right I got mean I got nice That's that Tina and Ike I don't lean on her price I don't cheat on her price Try to cheat on the dice you get beat on the spot I get keys on the spot and I keep it on lock And I keep it up safe what you keep in your safe S'what I spent on my watch and I wave it like Ma$e Bout to redo the face get a see-through AK I eat seafood and steak But girl I'mma treat you like cake til I get a sweet tooth ache But wait let's talk about M's not about them Let's pluck out the stems let's fuck like a nymph She walk out she limp it's dark and we dim yeah We them niggas handcuffing him niggas back up and skim niggas See that we strapped up we cap up your brim nigga Fill my cup up to the rim nigga Tunechi When I'm a man of my word then I got nothing at all So tell me now does it hurt or is it too late I'm a man of my law I gotta keep my weight up but where do I land if I fall But never mind I'm fly you know She the type to seek love and make it everlasting I'm the type to wake up and say you never happened I mean I fucked the girl with hella passion But it's cold how we smashing left her sleeping on a separate mattress I think her body makes for better practice Flacko where your ass been Heard you done with fashion now yo ass is acting I'm tripping off the acid now yo ass is looking massive This ain't the shit equipped with columns from my reckless swagging This that dark house party with this record blasting Rolling spliffs clique beside me fingers Liberace When I seen this bitch in vintage Tommy and some mid Huaraches I'm all alone though mood music makes me bop slower Trippin' on how I shifted pop culture changed hip-hop on ya Smoking like a rasta was my pop's culture I be damned if I die sober I'll be sure to visit Pac for ya When I'm a man of my word then I got nothing at all So tell me now does it hurt or is it too late I'm a man of my law I gotta keep my weight up but where do I land if I fall But never mind I'm fly you know And shout outs my pretty womens in the spot tonight Let em see them fuckin' hands And for the freaks that love the niggas with the Jeeps Lex coupes and the Beamers and the Benz come again When my death calls I pray the Lord accept collect calls 'Cause I be playing with these womens like they sex dolls Call my Prada prior 'cause it's dropping next fall Don't you short the next ball my closet like the Met ball She said I just love it when you speak soft-spoken Up in the magazines with your teeth all golden Took the whole year off just to learn to make beats Dropped the flames on my release and leave the streets all smokin' That touch your soul music I get you higher Grab your lighter fluid might add a preacher and a choir to it I speak the father's music hallelujah Even Montell can't tell you how we do it Sit back and watch me do it When I'm a man of my word then I got nothing at all So tell me now does it hurt or is it too late I'm a man of my law I gotta keep my weight up but where do I land if I fall But never mind I'm fly you know Okay let's get past all the swag trapping and fashion talking You want that take it to gats or keep it in rapping talking They rapping bars it get embarrassed it actually happens often You my son like my last abortion I'm just laughing off it I changed rap I'm fashion forward yeah I'm that important You jack my style she jack me off and y'all both acting awkward Jiggling baby nah go ahead bitch Ain't nothing better than the pretty big forehead bitch Listen close I got some shit to tell you motherfuckers get familliar It's not just model bitches on my genitalia Cinderella's under my umbrella for different weather Niggas taking pictures any time we get together And hope to fly away one day just like some love birds Only one word I'm afraid of is the love word What's up bruh That all depends With friends like you who need friends Sometimes the best advice is no advice Especially when it's your advice Oh Man remember Your man was on stage dressed like a family member Man everything basic to Ye Guevara That means Saint Laurent is my Zara I remember Rochelle ain't wanna fuck me with the polo Ay bitch you missed out #fomo I got one child one child They wanna throw me under a white jail 'Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white male Hallelujah Goddamn how real is this I know them Harlem niggas gon' be feeling this East Coast nigga but how trill is this Still don't give a shit my ignorance is still a bliss Goddamn how real is this I know them Harlem niggas gon' be feeling this East Coast nigga but how trill is this Still don't give a shit my ignorance is still a bliss Stone cold love rose gold slugs I could afford it I imported stone cold drugs Stone cold rolling stone I'm a stoned nigga Write it on my tombstone I was stoned nigga Don't remember me as a wannabe New Orleans nigga Slash lean sipping Tennessee nigga nah Influenced by Houston hear it in my music A trill nigga to the truest show you how to do this My all gold grills give her cold chills Said she's got a coke feel 'cause I'm so trill Two dope boy scales but I sold pills No deal put her on her feet toe nails Them vampires them blood suckers them thirsty killers We 'bout it 'bout it we rowdy that Percy Miller For really real we chilly chill don't sport Chinchilla No bounty hunters I'm bout to killa I'm bout my skrilla Give me the title then give me the cash Fold it then bag it then move to the trap Follow my stash stealing my swag Niggas is wickity wack Like Kriss Kross her lip gloss Slip-ons get slipped off My bitch boss Cristal We smoking then thinking then burning that hash Puff it and pass making it last Walk in my shoes and then cross in my path Game was for grabs making 'em crash Took in a section ain't giving it back Fuck the money fuck the fame this is real life An insight to my trill life Goddamn how real is this I know the whole world gon' be feeling this East Coast nigga but how trill is this Still don't give a shit my ignorance is still a bliss These other niggas so-so they open off my mojo Spanish Sophie with a half a kilo by her cho-cho Blow it out your culo who got dough on the smoke though My partner had cinco now we blowin' on that ocho Bozos love my rose gold purple got me slow-mo Stuntin' like I'm Dorothy but my rubies in my gold though What you think this four for these niggas must be loco Steppin' on these bricks and for your fix so call me Toto Follow me follow me follow me now Now I'mma come through getting down Got a new Cadillac with a diamond in the back Got a bitch and she bad with about a hundred tats Got my goons on deck and we got a hundred straps What you know about that got me swaggin' to the max Everybody know we got the shit and baggages to match Better come correct fuck what the basis is Gold grills like a set of new braces's Why they comment on my set though they lookin' 'cause my neck gold And I let that Tec show hear that echo Let go that magnum special to your threshold Niggas actin' petro like they sexual was metro Bunch of bad bitches fuckin' out on tour Like it through the backdoor give it to her raw Pass the mothafuckin' Swisher pour some mothafuckin' liquor For my mothafuckin' niggas who ain't wit us keep it trilla My gold teeth my french braids getting throwed since tenth grade Wealth is in the mind not the pocket if that's the case then I been paid Herringbone chain my gold frames my Cartiers you small change You bitch made I'm old school like gemstars and switchblades I spit game I get paid a pimp game That pretty muthafucka A$AP is just my nickname 'Cause we shittin' on these niggas and these hoes 'Cause that purp shit I sip up your bitch chose you slipped up I get my dick licked I'm draped out dripped up Top of the top of the line all on my grind purple be easin' my mind We runnin' we runnin' we gunnin' we gunnin' we're gonna hit one at a time Them bad bitches blow kisses by my earlobe A weirdo but I'm rare though All these boppers wanna bop 'em niggas wanna jock 'em Not a red light or a city cop that can stop 'em Going broke is not an option always on that cash flow She used to call me asshole now she drop that ass low Fuck it man I'm past dope sour diesel slash coke A$AP we the last hope fuck it this my fast flow I slow it down I pick it up blue jeans I rip 'em up That's swag bitch you mad bitch see you in my past bitch I'm headed to the future Twelvyy ain't no loser Mixing up that syrup call it Punky Brewster I'm slurring wussup don't tell me to shut up I ain't tryna start shit but man I'm really fucked up I lucked up I see it as a come up I'm on my job man I see you when the sun's up Huh young niggas run everything A$AP to the top and these bitches love everything God bless America my flow is scarier Style wild like my nigga Common after Erykah Your bitch I'm in bed with her head so good Make a nigga feel good to the point I wanna marry her But I be on my pimping shit check out my limp and shit I be getting money getting money can you dig it bitch Hoes get on my pimping ship all aboard all aboard East coast mothafuckas making all the noise all the noise I know you niggas heard of us Raf Simon murderers Fashion killa word to Bigga Bars I never heard of ya Still sipping candy painted whips is what I'm sitting in Kitchen chemist whipping up that shit that get these bitches in New York Nasty flow that's a little bit of crack mixed in with a fifth of Hen Business man middle finger to your fucking business man Great adventure shit rollercoasting take a flick of this Motion picture shit bitch I grind like a skater do Always $trive and Prosper rock what level we gon' take it to I keep two killas with me Keep two bitches with me Two guns with me Y'all know who I be I be that pretty motherfucker man Man this the birth of Pretty Flacko nigga I mean I be that Harlem nigga I be that jiggy nigga get with me bitch Like tell them hoes suck a dick And I continue talking my shit Skinny nigga Pretty Flacko nigga grippin' that chopper Party like a rocker but my niggas wilder than Flocka Whip game proper 'cause I spit to all of these boppas I'm big-bodied partner and you niggas talkin' that tonka I'm as famous as Mozart hoes lark on my go kart Get niggas for the Goyard it cost too much so we bogart We take yours nigga Deebo hoes love that my teeth gold My hair wild my gold fangs my eyes red that's beast mode New hoes I keep those bad bitch by the week oh It's on it's on to the next ho I pray to God that she deep throat I ain't goin' back to bein' broke pussy money and free clothes Can't forget 'bout the weed smoke niggas stick to the G code Comin' down gettin' throwed bitches all up in my zone Thirty-five forty-four niggas know we get the show Pusherman with the kilos iPhone full of freak hoes Fuck you mean we ain't wild We crowd surf at the pre-shows She fuckin' Pretty Flacko she want that Pretty Flacko It's beef I'm splittin' your taco you niggas out of your nachos 'Cause bad bitches man I got those And the rose Lexes man I rock those And I pop hoes got a drop Rolls With a snot nose in my condo She fuckin' Pretty Flacko she want that Pretty Flacko Yeah man that's that motherfucking trill shit that I be talking 'bout Bandanna tied like 2Pac to the side nigga It's that trill wave right here man Get your surfboards ready man That's that Pretty Flacko nigga All I think about is life nights sippin' on Sprite Little codeine nigga get throwed right Two blonde dykes wanna kiss all night I just pray to God that the shit go right Little arguments in the fist don't fight Fuck a dog ho and the bitch gon' bite A$AP nigga sip Cris all night So them R Kelly hoes gettin' pissed on twice Damn how a young nigga get so nice Young nigga cold like he sit on ice Fuck broke tryin' to be rich all life I could've been a criminal and just rolled dice My nuts hangin' my top back Hoes screamin' that Pac back Throwin' Westside bandana tied A$AP life gotta Pac tat Harlem world my whole block strapped Hoes all in my jock strap My whip white but my top black And my bitch white but my cock black Purple drink got that Tell these hoes all to twerk somethin' Bounce on me bitch hurt somethin' Tell her pop that pussy like it's worth somethin' So shawty she a stunna and daddy he a runna Be that pretty mothafucka you could call me what you wanna 'Cause I'm in love with that ass she in love with the cash So she shakin' it fast and then makin' the stacks And I'm takin' it back and I'm takin' her back To the house just to bust in her mouth and I'm kickin' her out How about me and you and you and her Take a ride to make this high On and on and on and on Uh smokin' out pourin' up Purple drink up in my cup Bitches actin' Hollywood In my hood they wanna fuck Purple stuff yellow tuss Yellow stuff look like a bus She look like the type to front But most likely the type to fuck Make a buck catch a nut This shit be that trill livin' Show you how the trill get it Nigga Pimp C gone but he still livin' 'Cause I'm still sippin' and my grill's glistenin' Got me gold grills shinin' and I'm still tippin' 'Cause I'm still pimpin' but it feel different 'Cause it's trill pimpin' nigga deal with it That's all a nigga need that's all a nigga need Got a bitch up on my shoulder got another on my sleeve I said these bitches know my steeze Got them bitches movin' them keys Rollin' the weed duckin' them G's Got a bad bitch from Belize another overseas If she don't wear no weave then her hair down to her knees Got my wifeys smokin' trees my bad bitch on that E But that pussy money weed shit that's all a nigga need How about me and you and you and her Take a ride to make this high On and on and on and on So I say That's all a nigga need Ay I have a message from the Most High that says This nigga kept his soul from the Devil It's true I guess I mean wait a minute now Is your people really that God damn ignorant Church bells and choir sounds tell 'em Quiet down Bow your head the Most High's around cocktails Guys and gals miss me ties and gowns happen now My entire sound is how you tryna sound Stop it now They ask me why I don't go to church no more 'Cause church is the new club and wine is the new bub And lies is the new drugs my sister the next stripper My brother the next victim my usher the next tricker Satan givin' out deals finna own these rappers The game is full of slaves and they mostly rappers You sold your soul first then your homies after Let's show these stupid field niggas they could own they masters Holy smokes I think my pastor was the only folk To own the Rollie Ghost and Rolls Royces with no Holy Ghost And get your shit prepared face your fears all you niggas scared Say your prayers pray you fit upstairs it's our only hope The pastor had a thing for designer glasses Yeah I'm talkin' fancy plates and diamond glasses The ushers keep skimmin' the collection baskets And they tryna dine us with some damn wine and crackers Who's more important than your Lord and Savior Won't let the pearly gates up in this Probably due to all your poor behavior My mental got a couple tips to save ya Just be sure to count it as my only favor thank me later Uh every night I stayed up sayin' prayer made me greater uh Let's savior chasin' green for collard greens and baked potatoes On the table pray for cable hit the label now we major Ha I got my own relationship with God Lord Holy Ghost I'm on my knees I'm on my knees Holy Ghost you're all I need you're all I need Holy Ghost I'm on my knees I'm on my knees Holy Ghost you're all I need you're all I need Holy Ghost I'm on my knees I'm on my knees Don't give a fuck about your man I'm just seeing what it's hitting for How you fronting on the kid though You should fuck with me girl you know what you need girl See I got used to livin' life up on my own yeah In search of love and for a wife to call my own yeah It's all I think about at nights when I'm alone yeah Swear that I can't get no rest in California Swear that life is just a whole bunch of vices Niggas biting off of my shit my dick Stay up in your chick ride stick without a license Tell her hold on like some vice grips Might just call her let her ride with a baller Look up on her face was priceless Wonder what my type is well tonight Mrs. Lightskin With a light mix or a light switch white chick Darkskin complexion and she righteous I take a dyke chick if she like dick I kissed the dyke chick and I liked it Fucking each and every Katy Perry for the night bitch light this Light it light it puff it puff it pass it pass it Bless sit back and relax one time clear your mind 'Bout to send me back to my old ways know what I'm saying Yeah I'm just she making mistakes I've been puffing rolling up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my niggas know the plug A generation's thrown on drugs I swear that bitch Rita Ora got a big mouth Next time I see her might curse the bitch out Kicked the bitch out once 'cause she bitched out spit my kids out Jizzed up all in her mouth and made the bitch bounce Ride with a nigga mane and you know I stay fly like the jigga mane and it figures 'Cause here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man anyways Nowadays everybody's stressed yes Animosity is better off your chest yes Guess everybody want to stay blessed stay fresh Take a nigga threats but I'm up next take debts Light it light it puff it puff it pass it pass it Inhale exhale relieve your mind of stress bless Smoke some one time for your boy A$AP I've been puffing rolling up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my niggas know the plug A generation's thrown on drugs Bitch motherfuckers trying to fake it trill Sneak diss you just to make a bill Now the world won't take you serious When I met you you were painting nails Leave a motherfucker layin' still 'Cause I'm making the order Laugh at the altar pullin' a Lord up Don't get someone sawed up Your brain in a sawdust niggas is washed up I bang out in Florida Shoot in Miami goons out in Georgia Been to New Orleans But still a New Yorker nigga the talk of Town nigga we bossed up Bounce but when you talk to the Lord Of course you're forced to Bow down like a motherfuckin' peasant Still that pretty motherfucker And you know Harlem's what I'm reppin' nigga Gettin' faded hair gettin' braided Sophie sniffed a line of ye Playin' spades bumpin' Jimi Hendrix Purple Haze A forty to the face call my homies from around the way Give me that pussy I'll be on my way But grab the jimmy so the bitch don't get no cash up out me Pretty nigga I'm a jiggy nigga ask about me Fuck niggas talkin' trash about me But you know I toke a gauge it can make any problem go away Talkin' Jay talkin' Ye that mean you niggas talkin' cray Razor blade across your face I fix my face then walk away I guess then there's nothin' more to say Trill nigga to the death whether Hell or the pearly gates I think back to my early days Whippin' and pinchin' that broad dough It's a bit different now switchin' and flippin' that raw flow Substance get me higher reefer and some fire The devil is a liar biased preachers shall retire Jesus walked on water I'm preachin' to the choir Long live A$AP now bow to your Messiah bitch Let the Lords toast with the Lords Toast to the Lords When come Gods come Lords Oh Lord Toast to the Lords As we live this day please pray for us When comes the saints comes the evils brings the Lords I was nine maybe ten then again never mind Press rewind back in time Before rappers droppin' dimes Trap or die choppin' pies With cliches all in they rhymes Now it's Gucci Prada and anything designer Money power the whole enchilada Commas dollas the greens and the guava They serve you to your flock If you disrespect that block Choppas on eavesdroppers Fuck these choppas I'm about it Grindin' like 2Pac or Biggie Poppa Yeah you outer but I'm hotter Car jackin' pistol-packin' Mothafuckin' choppers clappin' Metal jacket automatic magazines head-on traffic Fenders smashin' windows crashin' Pants saggin' fuck your fashion Yeah a nigga run Manhattan Back in Cali's where it happen They fit Gucci Escada and anything designer Groupies poppers they all gonna swallow It was probably the robbers The goons and the goblins They hatin' a lot medulla oblongata From New York to San Andreas And all around the world Going back to Cali Yeah going back to California New York to San Andreas I'm screaming Fuck the world I'm going back to California Yeah going back to Califronia Nigga what's brackin' I'm really out here boolin' on the West Side you know what I'm sayin' West you know what I mean Yeah just seen a Camino know what I mean Just bein' careful out here Lookin' out for the enemies 'Cause you already know how we get down 'cause Fuck killin' these 'cause I'm on the set 'cause We killin' everything anything movin' Shit I'm shootin' at niggas on the sight 'cause You already know yeah I've caught you slippin' y'all can be back nigga He ain't copped that fuck that Blood I had to make that happen with this solo Maserati like Atari With no car keys push to start it New Bugatti two Bugattis Testarossa blue Ferrari Lamborghini system bumpin' Me no worried Rastafari This the hardest supersonic Systematic too retarded New Versace new apartment Bigger closet newer carpet Hit departments cooler garments Set my goal up new accomplish Shootin' targets you the target Movin' targets new accomplice Killed the game and still regardless Beat the charges do the honors This love this love this love won't last forever And this love and this love and this love gon' own our I think my cup is getting muddy oh buddy Is this that punch drunk and love it no buggy Eyes bloody when we out in public I'm hubby she say she love me Wasted money on syrup and honey she think she Duffy Then I became a druggy enhanced my fame and money And for your pain and suffering my karma's waiting for me Expecting payments from me But she won't get a damn thing from me She just might get a band aid from me You swear the Benz and these bands ain't from me How the fuck am I supposed to live How many fucks am I supposed to give How the fuck am I supposed to feel Treated like a bill cut the check and split Tell your new bitch she can suck a dick You the one that was putting up with me You see how these streets corrupted me I gotta conquer everything in front of me Even though I broke your heart how can you turn on me We with the shits on the real I do this shit on the real I like them drinks on the real I fuck your bitch on the real We do this shit on the real keep it real on the real I was just keeping it G she don't spend money at first Say you're in love with me but I know it never gon' work I come through top back hangin' out the Vert Eyes screwed up I'm drinkin' syrup I know that look that you givin' me It's killing you softly mentally I know I'm a scumbag and now your heart broke The night is still young for you to sip and whine I smoked away my brain I think I'm going dumb Cocaine up on my gums I think they're going numb I'm having stomach pains now I'm throwing up 'Cause I'm a microphone fiend give me the bass Give me the beat and let me lean tap the vein let it stream Feel the pain young Martin Luther King with a dream That one day that my team we can make it with this rapping Now we swagging making money in Manhattan trick what's happening They try to intellect with indirection just to test you A rebel until my death it's in my flesh it's in my vessels Fuck the clique you with I'm finna fuck the bitch you next to Fuck a metrosexual suck a dick I'm disrespectful You know the kid get it get-get sick spit Clip spit quick split shit hit kids women Oh that's your girl huh Well I just hit it It's A$AP nigga live with it swag Demons posted all around me I can't beat 'em all alone Thinking 'bout you thinking 'bout you add it to your thoughts These evil thoughts they starting to drown me Lord don't leave me all alone Thinking 'bout you thinking 'bout you add it to your thoughts Demons posted all around me I can't beat 'em all alone Thinking 'bout you thinking 'bout you add it to your thoughts These evil thoughts they starting to drown me Lord don't leave me all alone Thinking 'bout you thinking 'bout you add it to your thoughts I'm a hipster by heart but I can tell you how the streets feel She's all that I need I'm filling your cup up With Sprite and codeine she get me so high But I'm down on my knees was it your desire Your life or that lean Wait a minute 'Cause ain't shit changed just a different day This the kinda pain I just couldn't take away Something like Wayne 'cause you couldn't feel your face Is you in it for the feeling or the taste Wait a minute What's the mothafuckin' problem Me and my niggas mob Throwing up gang signs fuck a goon and a goblin Gold grill shining don't ask me how I got 'em Styrofoam cups with jolly ranchers at the bottom Faded drinking codeine and every fuckin day straight promethazine and Gots to come faded drinking codeine and every fuckin day straight promethazine and Gots to come leaning drinking codeine and every fuckin day straight promethazine and Hey and now I'm blowing hella smoke Talking on my cellaphone and I got that purple on me She sipping on my styrofoam cup Telling me she wanna bone but I ain't got no condoms on me She claiming I'm a Pimp C 'Cause I'm sipping big mo when I'm on that screw juice She sip it 'til it's empty Purple on the mustache now it's time to screw you And I wanna chop and screw you girl Moving like it's turtle time feeling like the world is my mine And I be on my Fergenstein I stay on my money grind and I'm going outta my mind Flying through the purple sky And I'm in a different world and you kinda look like Jasmine Guy And I'm kissing on that pink juice sipping on that pimp juice Faded drinking codeine and every fuckin day straight promethazine and Gots to come faded drinking codeine and every fuckin day straight promethazine and Faded drinking codeine and every fuckin day straight promethazine and Gots to come leaning drinking codeine and every fuckin day straight promethazine and This is music for the villains sophisticated children A$AP in the house now we're finna run the building Working never chilling 'til I get a million To the ceiling now my niggas gunning for a billion They ask me how I'm living I say I'm gold grilling Niggas acting different mothafuck a friendship These bitches is persistent talking 'bout I'm distant Lost my mind a long time ago to find it need forensics For instance I get-get my dick licked Red bone complexion like a piglet kiss-kiss Fuck Ace we sip Cris a 40 'cause I'm getting it Drip-drip the thought of it is ignorant isn't it I'm ticklish stunting is my business Swagging on you hoes and I'm shitting on you niglets So little homie peep game 'Cause these other rappers lame and don't care to do the same Well let me tell you 'bout a nigga like me I be smoking choking black locing with the OE She wanna take a dick ride we slide Straight to the telly shaking her jelly with my dick inside Hit it in motion in slow motion hit it Nigga she's open nigga I'm poking split it With it get it right there in the bed Open up your legs let me beat that pussy red Fuck what you said I'mma still do me Groupies be sucking and fucking porno movie Do we have a problem in here Look a nigga in the eye as I notice the fear I am severe my style is hella sharp like a spear All I do is sit back and think with a forty beer And you gotta feel the funk While the bass plays loud booming all in your damn trunk I get so high I touch the sky 'til I can't even function I get so high I fuck around and wanna leave the function The only thing that's on my mind is I'm gon' leave with something But it's nothing and we roll one with the 'tussin and we gon' get It's about to go down drunker than a bitch Afterparty with my niggas slumber party with your bitch Let it get the mix everyday we gettin' gettin' lit That Purrp purp and I get lit 'methazine tell 'em sip this A 50 box of them Swishers gold slabs on them 6's In the back seat full of bitches tryna hit licks we gon' get lit Young niggas mayne young nigga out here Niggas staying in the trap nigga Niggas mad how a young nigga out here Tryin to do his thing mayne you know pimp thing Young player out here in these streets mayne Tryna make this shit happen dawg Young niggas ain't never understand How we stay so throwed in this hoe nigga Niggas so throwed like we don't know no better nigga We disobedient nigga Mama wanna grab the switch Just light the candle on the nightstand sitting by the lotion I got her open got her floating off this purple potion Just take a hit no time to quit because you gotta smoke this I gotta focus when I pour it 'cause it's kinda potent No diamonds on it I chunk the deuce I'm coming down and I be ridin Young nigga from the southside of H-Town Fat Tony up in this bitch fuckin' with A$AP Rocky in this bitch Out in New-York Harlem in this bitch You know how young niggas connect from state to state Feeling great nigga puttin' it in ya face nigga Out in the morning making this shit happen dawg Young niggas ain't never understand How we stay so throwed in this hoe nigga Niggas so throwed like we don't know no better nigga We disobedient nigga Mama wanna grab the switch Coming down coming live We use to wear rugged boots now it's all tailored suits Audemars Piguets for my criminal recruits Champagne flutes bumpin' rhythm and the blues My partner made bad moves he might end up in the news Or end up in the tombs or living in the boondocks Riding by the rules I'll abide by it soon See the situation we sophisticated goons I know you live by the gun then you die by it too Niggas call me prophecy swagging and philosophies White on white wagon call that motherfucker Socrates Rat ass niggas fighting for a block of cheese Catch me out in China stunting yea I'm about my guapanese My shoe game serious so serious Wapanese Niggas say I'm blessed my bad I forgot to sneeze There your reasons go bitch I got some tissues for your issues tell 'em blow this It's the gold teeth French braids call me Project Pat With the stocking cap Jason mask on probably strapped It's the Rocky cat turn my swag on holla back Throw a dollar at her suck my dick 'Cause they hatin on my clid-dick 'Cause we made it when we did it hate it 'cause they didn't My mama always told me keep your mind on your money Boy you better pay attention Ride with the pretty nigga hoopty no chauffeur Paint lookin like a drippin smoothy no coaster The game's full of posers big dog bulldozer Pop up on 'em like toasters wake 'em up like Folgers 'Cause Heaven need a villain like Hell need a newer idol You could bet the crib and car just renew the title For now I'm pimpin' like them Do or Die dudes Smoking killa but my doors still suicidal It will hit you on the head You don't even gotta hate me now babe Just as sheeps get led ohh You could see where I'm going ohh How you gonna feel now You know what they say Really you know that we don't come how we get down Everyone say that Rocky ahead They rollin do what he said no they can't get it wrong Make my money walk straight ahead now They countin' every day down waitin' on me long You know your way Where you headin' now Me I want everything it won't take me long Make my money walk straight ahead now They countin' every day down waitin' on me long You know your way Where you headin' now Me I want everything it won't take me long Smoking rolling reefer up I adjust the tweakers up Break it break it down break it down so I can beat it up Where the welcome back Where the welcome mat My sneaker tough This is for my old head go on turn your speakers up Rocky where you been I been tryna make my ends meet So I can cop that Bathing Ape or Jeremy Scott or ten Deep Bottles full of Rose riding in the Benz jeep Blowing money fast now I'm finna think I'm Big Meech I met with my old head we sat for a while We rolled a couple swishers we chat for a while I said I'm just on my grind I come to Houston all the time He said what's been goin' down in your New York state of mind Fine you ever got days you feel like giving up Like how you gon' eat when this gig is up When the chips is down and the jig is up But I don't give a fuck roll another swisher up 'Cause I just came here down South so I could get these pounds out And move my mother nice somewhere closer than a town house And my beats banging kicking harder than a roundhouse I spoke with my old head and this is what I found out Life is just a bitch a bitch is like a ho Hoes want the money but money come and goes Friends turn to foes If you listen when ya old head talkin' you'll be straight Now my old head old age bald head rogaine Code red codeine nose red cocaine Pimpin bitches since lemon chicken shrimp lo mein Gold chains afros platforms soul train And he told me 'bout that rapping trapping in the old days And I'm so high I could fuck around and grow wings And we sipping on something purpler than Soul Plane We sip slow swing tip foes and chrome wings Told me I should head home and do my own thang Then I heard my phone rang hold up that's my old dame Pick it up I hit you back miss me and I miss you back She said Harlem miss you too and they can't wait to get you back You should come on home leave the drugs alone and stick to rap Just don't come back flossin 'cause that type of shit'll get you clapped Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace Uh Schwarzenegger I straight slaughter niggas I'm offin' niggas screaming off with niggas' heads They all surrender better call for niggas Come at all you niggas heads talk 'em off a ledge I'm arguing with 'em I'm done talking with 'em I order coffins for 'em call the coroner for 'em Get a comforter for 'em I did all you niggas' beds I want all you niggas dead You want oil nigga money royalness and bread Royalties instead of rollies for your boys but loyalty is dead Now I'm only up again Kick a man while he's down Looks dead can't be safe to say it Everybody's getting punished Looking down to sell with you how have you been Probably an undercover had them undercovers with you People buying and selling for you I'll only sell with you if you're blind to sell Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace Rep my block quick to draw on all you niggas if there's beef Blow your spot better pray to Lord this shit don't hit the streets Tired of these rappers tired of these jackers Tired of these dances by these fucking backpackers And I'm sick of all these hipsters I'm sick of phony niggas I'm sticking to these bitches 'cause I'm sick of all these sisters I'm sick and tired of tryna survive I'm sick tired of my environment I'm sick and tired of feeling deprived I'm one of a kind when in my climate I'm sick and tired of your facade and all of your lying and all your diamonds Basically I'm tired of feeling sick and tired A$AP born in money makin' Manhattan Every nigga on my block wanna be a Main Attrakion Shout my nigga Squadda shout my nigga Mondre If you disrespect them niggas then I'm polishin' the nine And I'm coming to your casa for your madre and padre Comprende Most of these niggas been gay or they strange They say I sound like Andre mixed with Kanye little bit of Max Little bit of Wiz little bit of that little bit of this get off my dick I'm in your hood you ain't got no ticket I'mma down to Earth nigga we could kick it Take a hit with me take a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene I'm probably mixing lean Chilling with my niggas with my team Come and take a sip with me take a sip with me Once again Mister Back Selling Crack It's an honor keeping real nigga music on the map Street raps new face sampled with no credits Doubting myself 'cause I don't think the world can relate To my surprise everyone does so have faith Half of the other side don't live it they push play The young illest alive Harlem world to the Bay It feels good waking up to money in the bank 'Cause last year it was shoe box and lint I only write raps just to give you niggas hints Every verse a gift as you smoke like a chimney My album coming November that's twenty years of memory And that's assuming I'mma live that long If I don't don't cry 'cause I ain't live that wrong Just an artist in a purest form I live that song An artist in the purest form I live that song Bambino I'm in your hood you ain't got no ticket I'mma down to Earth nigga we could kick it Take a hit with me take a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene I'm probably mixing lean Chilling with my niggas with my team Come and take a sip with me take a sip with me Why fuss I'd rather fuck Treat her like my enemy I just wanna bust 7 deuce waiting on the bus Before the boys bend the corner tryna make a bust Tryouts I'm tryna make the bucks Purple and the green got me on stuck So I two-step move my foot and keep it pushing Always bouncing back got it keep the cushion And that's something fat like eating all the pudding A$AP we got it slap bruh good looking Fuck That ASAP where I come from Weed in my pocket coke in his tongues Buying swisher sweets no more honey buns Fresh white tee bright like the sun Only nigga round here rocking I'm in your hood you ain't got no ticket I'mma down to Earth nigga we could kick it Take a hit with me take a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene I'm probably mixing lean Chilling with my niggas with my team Come and take a sip with me take a sip with me This go out to all the rappers this go out to the little darlings The little kids running around in the schoolyards I love you Keep it good keep it good kids 'cause you know I love you I'mma always love you forever Back in this bitch mothafucka yeah it's me SpaceGhostPurrp and I put your bitch to sleep Me and my twin at it again with this phonk Sipping on gin living in sin lean in the trunk My fucking brain is purple nigga It be that pretty mothafucka sipping that throwed Gripping my pistol my chrome Hidden to hit you then splitting your wig into something I spit it and flip it like Bone Niggas ain't ready for the flow switch Only Harlem nigga on his Bone shit Won't you see a nigga getting throwed bitch Two middle fingers to the show bitch 'Cause they selfish in the show biz 'Cause they shelf kids and it's hopeless Career dying quicker than a goldfish I be the fly young fella Maison Martin Margiela Bitches Cinderellas under my umbrella I go and tell her All hell here bitch it's Satan talking Told her to take it off give her the D she take the offense Skinny nigga balling trip but never falling Who said to make it rain Bitch I make it pouring I'm a cake-o-saurus go study my nature Big chain on me like Treach from Naughty by Nature Fuck what you saying no way a hater don't faze a gangster Brought up in danger all about paper smoking on purple Bitch I'm Dangerous Nasty Crazy nineties Baby momma I made it Up to the sky goodbye to the pavement hoes get caught in amazement I'm stuck in my ways so fuck 'em up I fuck 'em and duck 'em for days What more can I say I'm chasing this paper that's purple nigga Get money addict I'mma get Money tattooed Money in the attics money in the stashes Money in the cabinets stuffed in the mattress Safe full of guns more money up in that shit Maison Martin Margiela three strap sneakers Riding with a leacher student and a teacher It's money over bitches no room for a skeezer Thinking of a Lambo Bathing Ape camo Play with the money turn Rocky into Rambo Patience is a virtue life is a handful Friends they'll hurt you learned that from my grandfolks Me under a lamp post while I got my hands closed Haze to my brains like eggs got it scrambled Yeah I feel Rihanna and I understand Hov What you think I rap for To push a fucking Land Rove Now I'm looking back when you said I shouldn't rap Some slept on me other niggas took a nap Now I'm in the basement probably cooking crack Gave you teaspoons full but instead you took a cap They say Tyga and Diggy but Rocky been Jiggy Curren$y from the Wiz ain't enough to get me home Can't really hate when they compare me to Drake But I'm fly like I never left You's a lie like fly without the letter F If hip hop is dead fuck it let it rest Reincarnated through me when she resurrect High top boots like Pac in a Juice scene No it ain't a movie diamonds in by new gleam Dead tone 'cause the redbones is my new thing Nigga I do things let the coupe sing Niggas say I'm insane Saddam Hussein Niggas still jokers me I'm on my Bruce Wayne Fly kicks my shit yeah I'm on that Liu Kang I ain't bragging but I do this my shoes is Bermudas I'm bougie in that Gucci but my nudies is my newest And your foolishness and rumors I give two shits I only hear the money save the bullshit Swag is the coolest my bitch is the rudest My jeweler is Jewish and my wrist is the bluest And I get it poppin on the block like Whoo Kid ASAP standing on the block like the new kids Love on the low love everywhere I go And I can't face that all I need is right where I belong My ears are ringing my palms are shaking my heart is racing Somebody's mama's heart is aching can't take it partly fainted Found his body parts in awkward places Like apartments basements Garbage vacant lots garages spaces Harlem's far too spacious Sometimes I wish I could get away and charter spaceships To get away from my inhuman race with hearts of Satans Kick off my Maison Martin's lay on back like Martha Mason Smoke away my iron lung 'til later die at seventy-one There's someone's journey in the streets Who gotta keep a piece peace As I lay me down to sleep I pray to God I rest in peace I pray to Lord my soul to keep Gentrification split the nation that I once was raised in I don't recall no friendly neighbors face on my upraising Back in my younger days or razor blades with gangs Who bang and never stood a chance Them boys don't dance but left 'em Harlem shaking On the pavement and my generation fucked and my society Very trippy pages in my diary It's the irony how LSD inspired me to reach the higher me Used to never give a damn now I don't give a fuck entirely I think my pride died in me somewhere inside of me It's gotta be awhole 'nother side of me If you seen the shit that I'd have seen in twenty-six years of living That's how many fucks I'd give Love on the low love everywhere I go And I can't face that all I need is right where I belong I lay down now There's someone's journey in the streets Who gotta keep a piece peace I lay down now As I lay me down to sleep I pray to God I rest in peace Love on the low love everywhere I go And I can't face that all I need is right where I belong I thought you said you'd never leave I think back as I took a puff Know what happens every time you leave Always come back 'cause you wanna fuck Always come back 'cause you wanna fuss Holdin' back ain't no turnin' back when you fall in love Know what happens every time you speed Always fall flat 'cause you wanna rush So we could take it slow Separate the highs from the lows Separate the evens from the odds I just hope you put me back together when I come apart I come apart and you keep it together I come apart and I can't stand the pressure In all your grace and favor for me I cannot compare I come apart this can't last forever Can't last forever I woke up today high Felt a little less pressure from you And I'm here to say I Maybe even learned a lesson from you If you find a way to fight the pain which we endure If you fly away then rest assured I come apart and you keep it together I come apart and I can't stand the pressure In all your grace and favor for me I cannot compare I come apart this can't last forever Can't last forever You're the eye but I'm tearing all the time Always there to catch me but I'm never coming down Reconstructing all the pieces I left in my way I guess you know in control Chaos I create I come apart You made a bet with me now you're in debt with me Made my bed lied in it then you slept with me It's ruthless she the closest thing next to me The truth is that she blew it and you left with me Especially hard to express to me European attitude but born in West Philly She just have a smokin' 'gina where the Wet Willies I come apart I'm in her heart on her left titty I come apart and you keep it together I come apart and I can't stand the pressure In all your grace and favor for me I cannot compare I come apart this can't last forever Can't last forever They tryna front on the gang Ayy anybody ever took the time to ask Rocky what A$AP mean to him Well if so he'll probably tell you Always Striving and Prospering She losin' her mind we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde Convincin' my bitch to go blonde I Was born in the dark I kill you to open my blinds On Yams and that's word to my moms Margiela Madman with cases I'm still tryna beat A bunch of shit from a long time ago The bigger they are the harder they fall Like dominos nigga Geronimos When it's my time to go adios vamonos Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos Dealing with life and its highs and lows I'm just pimpin' like I'm supposed I guess it's called livin' shit I suppose Ain't talkin' 'bout spending or buyin' clothes I'm 'bout my business but I'm alone I still had the vision when I was broke Fuckin' on bitches and foreign hoes Flyin' out womens to boring shows I pray to God I don't overdose I put A$AP on my tat I put New York on the map I put the gang on the flames They gon' remember the name They robbin' boys for the chains I got Goyard by the sack I got the boof by the pack I fucked your boo on her back Them boys not flexing the same I'm done with adjusting to fame pull up on your set leave a stain I tell her come fuck with the gang I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang it's time to fuck up the whole game I'm free as a bird I wanted this shit my whole life But had all this stress on my mind Until I realized things pan out when it's right In the meantime I'ma grind I think of them days when I was so young on my plight Party and bullshit and play Was up in the city the one that's surrounded by lights Wanted to burn it away Get out of his lane got no time don't need no advice Except for my momma Ride for my daughter she's all I need She got her father as I grow Hell yeah I did it I'm on a roll Thought I'd be up with my nigga no I'm just gettin' warmed up let's start the show I'm schoolin' these niggas so in the zone and I'm rigged to blow A$AP and Cud Life forever though And I'm flossin' and bossin' these silly hoes Learned the codes serve up the magic for all of those Kids that ain't had someone on they own Hang on the words you each have your song Grab on and hold on won't steer you wrong Sing along sing along hmm Them boys not flexing the same I'm done with adjusting to fame pull up on your set leave a stain I tell her come fuck with the gang I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang it's time to fuck up the whole game They tryna front on the gang they gon' remember my name True to truth somehow But never truly lied at all then and now They tryna front on the gang Gang A$AP boys come with the flame But never truly lied at all then and now True to truth somehow But never truly lied at all then and now I never meant to hurt you I never meant to lie I've been fuckin' busy I've been busy fuckin' I've been all kinds of busy or sorta kinda busy Like shorty is we fuckin' Well if not then fuck it Apologies to the fam we thought we ducked 'em Said I was in a rush but I was busy rushin' It's busy shit busy that busy this And I need a minute See this what that voice in your head says When you try to get peace of mind Spendin' time spinnin' out toward a desire that wasn't pure Born before the virus was cured pitch perfect violins on the floor Fast forward linings on my skull This the type of design I could afford Fast forward bands out Got they hands out like they acknowledgin' the Fuhrer Rewind Nas track 6 rewind dance crazes Read my mind freed my mind feed my mind makes sense Just like mirrors on the wall just like sittin' on me Raw in mirrors seen it all could make two a piece of mind Flickin' ash pourin' a half don't pour in a glass Pour it in foam that's white like eggshells in my omelette My earlobes they yellow like the yolk is runnin' Brain on drugs I still ain't got no peace of mind fuck Roof lost on the Wraith roof lost on the way Freeway no Rozay brute force Brut champagne Tell the front desk to cut new keys Reserved in the Mercer for two years in two suites Took out the bed like it's fuck sleep I'll smack a bitch like it's hot hands Fired the label like fuck brands Comfortable low nigga fuck Xans Comfortable slow who the fuck ran Nothin' is sweet nothin' in tank sweet it's just a tank P Salt on a slug soda on slugged teeth chewing on nothing You're tweakin' or somethin' you're reachin' for somethin' You're speakin' speak up then you're thinkin' you're overthinkin' One blink and I'm precummin' That could turn every no one into someone I just need peace of mind for my purity You make my heart desire pure just tell me Memories burn the roaches Cheer Hennessy for my old heads Amphetamines for the dosage Keepin' me up and focused Jewelry cloth my gold caps New-York throwback like the old Fab Lost in the Google Maps in your iMac think my phone tapped Hold up hold that thought Nigga pour up soda nigga hold that cough tryna hold back The call had dropped when the FaceTime paused don't call back Can't cope when your heart broke Soft-spoken roll somethin' cop somethin' Narco Saint life Joan of Arc bro ring barcode Two of everything should have been to blame when Noah's Ark broke Two more drinks of everything before the bar closed Face-to-face with my demons at a barstool Haven't checked on my niece in weeks Months past and months in between since me and my sister would speak Not a call or visit in weeks lost nothin' since the September last Seen her September man it feels like Lose someone every release it feels like the curse is in me Press is gone and I grief I share with you my peace So big you are shining like the star With your head in the clouds 'til somebody shoot you down Hands on the ground back against the wall Tell me who you call when no one else around The future will be televised haters getting genocide My niggas is hella fly you over accessorize Dead alive it's in my repertoire forever ever high I never lie never tell a lie I would testify Set aside dreams I'm a king ask Coretta Scott Cute faced fat ass and a nice set of thighs Everybody knows me shit still ain't got no cash Bitch hit that flash quick post my bad habits Fuck you and your Instagram match a gram Mando Royal blue foams getting head in the red Lambo Bitch I'm hard and my loop concrete too much Bossip if you ask me Almost fucked fame but she came with money I got two bad bitches haters wanna take em from me Tryin' to get on in this industry acting like you're ruthy However whatever they seeing on the box Everybody spit everybody hot everybody's an artist everybody not In a minute I'mma lose my cool Sprewell Like fuck coach I'm cutthroat so what goes Do you head for the year they say might be the end Better look within Glitz and the glamors we pose for the cameras Ghetto niggas with me they pose with the hammers Ghetto girls with me pink toes in the sandals No dirty laundry get your nose out my hamper Clothes in my hamper that bathing ape camouflage Brands from Japan you would think I was a samurai Drop-crotch Jeremy Scott pants bitch it's Hammer Time Getting dirty money but I keep my hand sanitized Life is what you need won't you take a Z feel the breeze Smoke the sour diese' hit that shit and please act at ease What you wanna be like the Black Eyed Peas all these steezs Stars that's Hollywood won't you rest in peace So big you are shining like the star With your head in the clouds 'til somebody shoot you down Hands on the ground back against the wall Tell me who you call when no one else around Everyday was like a beef to me Little nigga said he'd make it hot You don't wanna draw heat with me I got niggas that'll run up in your spot Cooly nigga you don't really want beef I'm Biggaveli I could do this in my sleep My bitch now tryna comfort me And baby I wonder baby I wonder Uh buccaneers of rugged gear nigga fuck a fair One since year one I've been thuggin' here yeah uh Whole shit is ours you in awe please don't get involved This is war walk around a frame with blaze up in this jawn Behind prison walls niggas lickin' balls pause Different 'cause stricted laws Damn if I don't break up in the mall prison yard prison guard No principal detention on your friends and all Commissary missing like your sibling's paw Uncle Tom please don't make my sentence long Granted what I did was wrong Pigs don't show remorse if you admit it all Missing ma hope that she don't miss the call Admitted that she'll never visit Like the hard headed never listen Lord So tell me how the fuck I'm supposed to eat If the richer's getting richer the poor's growing weak My brother died up in the streets may he rest in peace Niggas got heat like Pusha T get it cheap Flacko how you been where you at I've been kickin' back Relax place down my favorite thinking cap scratch my nigga neck Hitta chit and chat this and that A$AP diplomats I'm missing Max wish that they could bring the nigga Bigga back And I wonder laying in my bed Am I still too young Am I still too young And I hold back thoughts running through my head Did I fuck it up Did I fuck it up It's like I lace up my boots and call my troops lately Traded all my hoodie rap for all my suits lately I'm twenty-six but I've been living in my youth lately Pull my wisdom but I still spit it like my tooth ache me Duck shots motherfuck cops what's up blood clots All I gots my words and my balls and my one cock Pause buckshots fly my young buck died Passed away from a stray from some fake tough guy Now this the kind of story that should make doves cry Fuck that this the story that should make thugs cry Dry your eyes older sis held 'em close watch 'em twitch Gave 'em kiss in the midst of all of this Ain't too late to pause or skip And I wonder laying in my bed Am I still too young Am I still too young And I hold back thoughts running through my head Did I fuck it up Did I fuck it up I'm Biggaveli I could do this in my sleep Baby I wonder baby I wonder And I wonder as I'm laying in my bed Am I still too young Am I still too young And I hold back thoughts running through my head Did I fuck it up Did I fuck it up And I wonder as I'm laying down in bed Am I still too young Am I still too young And I hold back thoughts running through my head Did I fuck it up Did I fuck it up Sorry guys People think you're stuck up but we're all super good friends It's only natural I suppose but we're all super good friends Um I get the feeling that you're admired but um I'm above average I got so much beef I could barely sleep Paranoia got me losin' all my Z's all day Good lord momma prayin' on her knees all day If you still frontin' when I up it I'mma squeeze Bad company's bad for your company Mac and the ski mask in case you come for me Got the Mac and the ski mask in case you come for me When I say I got beef they don't want no beef When they say they got beef they don't wanna eat If he said he wants smoke they don't want no steam Had a bachelors degree Ph.D. while sellin' speed Fix the face then fix the weave now workin' on her self-esteem Hit up Bloc yo' this Flock nigga where you at Pin the drop uh my new map location be the block on the app Ice on my neck and it's froze Santa's reindeer You got bad bitches hella hoes it's the same here You bad company lil' bro you can't hang here That nigga lookin' at me he owe me some money Hit 'em with the Tommy now that nigga crumpin' Why these niggas playin' games They don't want no problems with me My shooters got good aim you know I brought them shottas with me Might have hit a bad stain they say that someone top was missin' Them niggas were opposition They move wrong so I shot them bitches Dark shades too much smoke I could barely see the fumes Actin' brand new like I don't see you when I do Who them folks Who want smoke You too close give me room Phoney folks play it close do the most don't they Bad company that's bad for your company Mad cow disease now you in a ton of beef Black Mac tucked underneath my new blue dungarees Flintstone bust down color Murakami Fruity pebble bezel Wilma Betty Fred and Barney Bad bitch from outta town I think she model Abercrombie Wrist game Lucky Charmy told my jeweler Leprechaun me I'mma come clean I got hella beef Paranoia got me rollin' up my sleeves okay Niggas hatin' 'cause I'm uppin' up the fees Whole team got V's on they tees all day I got so much beef I could barely sleep Paranoia got me losin' all my Z's all day Good lord momma prayin' on her knees all day If you still frontin' when I up it I'mma squeeze I'm above average The hustle continues Gettin' money is gettin' money is Put your mind to something you want Gettin' money is gettin' money is It come true Gettin' money is I thought you knew Gettin' money is I thought y'all knew Gettin' money is It's what I do Gettin' money is I remember all the nights On different corners spittin' pitchin' water Now I'm richer off the shit I thought of From the home of the richest ballers I'm Richard Porter mixed with Mr. Porter This picture all the jiggy shit I ordered I went to France and almost got deported The fans is screaming when I hit the border I visit Nice like it's my sister's daughter Vision broad I thought of all the different kids and all Poor without a sip of water time to get my shit in order And do somethin' different gettin' tired of the same old shit When I'm spittin' lines 'bout the section lines I sit you kids who listen for us I see prison for us until we pull back that's a true fact Get money yeah I do that thought you knew that Gettin' money is I thought you knew Gettin' money is I thought y'all knew Gettin' money is It's what I do Gettin' money is Candy low slider I'm a soul survivor Keep a Sweet in my visor bitch I'm keepin' it liver Than the average Joe I think fast talk slow He think he want a war but he don't really wanna go Need to get me some head from Sheryl Crow A helluva blow from a millionaire snow You can waste your time chillin Now I'm puttin' em on the spot I give a ho the blues I'm touchin' on her cot I put her on the block You think I'm startin' over bitch I ain't never stop Poppin' the trunk and testin' the pills I'm the best still in this game I'm rich bitch like Rick James Got a group of hoes in MIA get a condo in Biscayne The Louis store I drop bands the Gucci store I drop bands Prada store I went HAM my left wrist it cost a Lam' Your girlfriend a groupie like Trident she wanna chew me Hell naw I ain't cuffin' 'em I'm a dog just like Snoopy And when I leave the mall it's sold out erryday shoppin' Taylor Gang blowin' money gold on wrist watches Guns in a plastic bag we takin' off bitch pack your bags Bitch I came from having nothin' damn right I have to brag Try me and I'll pop your ass stupid nigga get a body bag All I talk is money ho rich niggas don't lollygag Gettin' money is the main reason most people wake up The root of why most relationships is startin' break ups While niggas get haircuts and bitches do makeup While we take their penitentiary chances we shake up It's an everyday struggle for the almighty dollar Some is in the streets and some is workin' blue collar Real up in your field and man it make you wanna holler Say your prayer for a player amen inshallah Been like that ain't a damn thing change Money on mind the red of my brain Candy paint is gonna drip that stain Lean on left the grip of my grain See ain't a damn thing change but the weather So If you ain't breakin' bread then we can't even sit together Gettin' money is Show up when it's closing Turn up then I go in With me myself and I And just a couple of my brohans 'Cause I don't need no homeland Security my own man That means I am a grown man Want beef and then we go HAM Like whoa damn that old man She twerkin' it with no hands These other niggas hatin' They remind me of my old friends Golden and I'm glowin' My shoes is Ricky Owen My business ain't the only thing her nose in People takin' pictures I ain't even posin' Couple famous niggas make these bitches slow dance Reality she sweatin' me Her fantasy is sexin' me Just for standin' next to me Will make you a celebrity Don't get too close too close I might come on to you Don't get too close too close I'm warnin' you 'Cause if we fuck tonight Tomorrow you'll be famous Just the standin' next to me Will make you a celebrity 'Cause if we fuck tonight Tomorrow you'll be famous Same bitch in my Vanquish Ass in my Aston lane switch When the paint drip when I blast past Swag on a champagne drip Let it splash on 'em Bang this I ain't pay shit You spent your last on 'em Life is so ghetto fab call me Paul Cain That's the reason why I'm with her These other bitches bitter I'm the quickest picker-upper I will hit her then I'll quit her Then I give her to my niggas I'm no kidder split her kitty litter Finger in her shitter Then forget her like we never did her Reality she sweatin' me Her fantasy is sexin' me Just for standin' next to me Will make you a celebrity Don't get too close too close I might come on to you Don't get too close too close I'm warnin' you 'Cause if we fuck tonight Tomorrow you'll be famous Just the standin' next to me Will make you a celebrity 'Cause if we fuck tonight Tomorrow you'll be famous Frozen coke land snowman My business ain't the only thing her nose in Went from ex-pretty boy crook slash dope man To handin' out hundred dollar bills to the doorman Now somebody please let the hoes in Now somebody please let my bros in Boy you won't believe how my foes end Overnight celebrities they party 'til the show ends Don't get too close too close I might come on to you 'Cause if we fuck tonight Tomorrow you'll be famous Just the standin' next to me Will make you a celebrity 'Cause if we fuck tonight Tomorrow you'll be famous Fuck home fuck sleep come clean zonin' Can't forget that I'm golden can't forget where I'm going Fuck popo police enemies fake homies Can't forget that I'm a OG better act like you know it Blunt smoke weed codeine cough Tell that bitch that I'm awesome better back the fuck up off me Coco Celine Tiffany she flossy Ain't concerned with who bought these Can't forget that she bossy When y'all was buying surfboards trying to ride the wave I was cooking up another fucking tidal wave Had to get entitled motherfuckers out the way Had to take another title sorry for the wait Barely ever took a break on fashion like my time need More hours in a day I apologize if I'm late Tap the vein whoa barely look like I'm awake Darker shades bluer veins bluer money in the bankroll Fuck home fuck sleep come clean zonin' Can't forget that I'm golden can't forget where I'm going Fuck popo police enemies fake homies Can't forget that I'm a OG better act like you know it I remember I was poor and When I was young and living homeless Now I rock the Ricky Owens Eyes lookin' like they rollin' Got new bags under my eyelids New bags up in my closets New bags like I went shoppin' New bags on new bags Mind's better at seeing two now Needing up on my downtime Hit the waves with the new sound House tunes but its screwed down Take a sec to thank the Lord 'nother one to call my folks Hit my momma on the phone she says Son you the boss Focus don't get caught up in the moment Can't forget that I'm golden don't forget that I'm chosen Fuck home fuck sleep come clean zonin' Can't forget that I'm golden can't forget where I'm going Fuck popo police enemies fake homies Can't forget that I'm a OG better act like you know it They called me a witch burned me like saffron My matter is golden a child of the odyssey My touch is righteous like virus my Midas He told me when I'm present I'm chosen So hold me tight I swear I'm golden Fuck home fuck sleep come clean zonin' Can't forget that I'm golden can't forget where I'm going Fuck popo police enemies fake homies Can't forget that I'm a OG better act like you know it Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home War Lords we all Lords but we your Lords Tryna find home next stop is the Waldorf Past the racism and fake-ism Type of hate that make you feel worse than a rape victim Raw dogs you other niggas mad soft mad I rap my ass off They throwin' mad salt 'til I go bath salt On wax spitting heat to melt the wax off I'm Mr. Miyagi in Issey Miyake Asshole flow fuck name brands past logos Now I'm onto grand raps hands so low uh It's like my fashion style is the life saver Guess she wasn't satisfied with titties that Christ gave her Bragging that her new ass shots is a life changer Head so good on that girl that I might pay her or nah Super laid back cat opposite of fat black Al Capone Tell them lil' niggas Flacko home Uhh Father Lord forgive me as I load up the semi Roll through the city that chose to resent me Hold it don't load it reload it on plenty Any foe or a that ever voted against me dissed me Pissed me off then tried to hold it against me Or wish we off the worst of luck that ever hated Never hesitated the designated all of the wrong that they did me Is stored in my memory all of the thoughts that I thought of Means more for my enemies Sippin' holy water like it's bore from my kidneys Load the smoke like a chimney make a toast for the memories Make a toast for the henny it's the best for the remedies Energy synergy frienemies industries Finna get advantage on him and his nemesis bitches been sniffing If I ain't the greatest bitch I'm one of em How in the fuck could you front on em My old ho beefing my ex won't be friends Bronson told me not to eat ham rest in peace Yams We gon' take it uptown one time We gon' take em back home show em how me do They call me Pretty Flacko ladies and gentlemen I'd like to introduce Pretty Flacko Sr Magnum spectacular black man megalas Shine amethyst fly champion it's like that again What's happening Mathematics master blin' Flacko season all day erryday Ask me how it's going I tell em on and on and on and on and You led me out to Arizona steady flowing staying golden Sand cover ready rover Flacko glowing in that Owens That's how it's going Huh awareness to the areas familiar with the routes Travellin' man moving through places Space and time in a country called Earth Nah'mean These tacky ass muh'fuckers be in the pictures Wearing all types of motherfuckin' red and green stripes Over accessorizing out this motherfucker We from Harlem we gave y'all motherfuckers this wave Grab y'all surfboards 'cause y'all got your boogie boards right now fucker Y'all just gon' keep watching us at the beach shore With your motherfuckin' khakis rolled up With your chancletas in your hand And we just gon' keep surfing on this motherfucker Straight up It's ya' boy A$AP Yams Yamborghini Yo Rock man let these motherfuckers know what it is Out this motherfucker A$AP bitch Uh my mic sounds nice check one My mic sounds nice check two My mic sounds nice check one Stoned-stoned when I'm in my zoney-zone Smokin' on the homegrown feeling like I'm all alone Used to go to Kingdome Rucker Park with Tony Tone Listenin' to Bone feelin's in my bone I can tell it I could give a fuck about a list ya heard I could give a fuck about a diss ya heard I could give a fuck about your clique ya heard Shut the fuck up before I rock your bitch ya heard My mama named me my papa gave me cock to take a piss with To fuck ya bitch with life is different for me for instance The type of niggas spray his kids in some chicks He wouldn't raise his kids with that type of twisted sick shit What you say nigga Time's out Let's start over with this conversation You sound super crazy right now And I got my two kids listenin' You said what I could give a fuck about your clique ya heard Shut the fuck up before I rock your bitch ya heard People really think I'm an asshole I say anything Truthfully I just say what I really think Like I'm too fresh man to me you're under-class-man Fuck around and really come through in a murse on ya Who else you know design ya stage and do your merch over And if you lame do your verse over I changed the game like I'm Kurt Warner I run the game like I'm Time Warner This ain't no Teen Choice Awards slime slide on ya And make your home for mama's fried roasting And Beams and leans Mercedes tomatoes Had keys and grams just me and Yams And Stevie rest in peace Pickin' off the last collard greens stress up outta me Now we sellin' out the Coliseum for the dynasty Tell them boys who got it locked and got the key You gotta see behind the scenes we're in the streets Peep my repertoire Uptown espionage Stoned-stoned when I'm in my zoney-zone Smokin' on the homegrown feeling like I'm all alone Used to go to Kingdome Rucker Park with Tony Tone Listenin' to Bone feelin's in my bone I can tell it I could give a fuck about a list ya heard I could give a fuck about a diss ya heard I could give a fuck about your clique ya heard Shut the fuck up before I rock your bitch ya heard Uh Ayo we don't give a fuck about none of that shit This is Harlem motherfuckers The fuck you think Mob A$AP same gang Tone Wop I ain't scared Real niggas put the clip in and let it go Real niggas wanna run real Homeboy you ain't know Had a bitch suckin' on a lollipop at the bus stop Green Glock red Glock What the blood clot Niggas know not what nigga want not yeah From the Fort Knox this ain't Fortnite Nigga get your shit rocked nigga And my pictures like a mugshot And all my bitches got butt shots Eh buck shots left this man dead in the damn lot In the kitchen pourin' up the Wock Boom motherfucker drop Eh yeah buck shots everybody in this bitch got a mugshot Push up now we on your block Bitch I'm off the bean and the damn Wock Oh got them bullets aimin' at your head top AK-47 try to run up and we send shots Walkin' with my chains out on a opp block I'm with Drippy Drew don't try run up you get dropped off Oh yeah off Pull up flexin' with the top down I'm with gang with some baddies on a yacht now yeah Bought a brand new Mulsanne Gucci down now Nigga you ain't in my lane you a clown now yeah Keep the semi tucked nigga what you want now yeah Bought a brand new gun it's gon' catch you up yeah Raf Simons on my feet I stay feet up yeah Watch me pull up to the scene nigga T'd up oh yeah Because you treat me like shit I paid for the bed and never even slept in it I paid for that crib I never stepped foot in And now somebody else is eating all the pudding Things change now my dashboard wooden All black Benz like a young Doc Gooden Dark shades 'cause I'm stone crazy Girl we grown stop playing on my phone baby All your childish attempts to make me angry fall short Which only fuels the rage you have because you have nothing Understandable I'm shining brilliant with five Brazilians There were times I used to hide my feelings Now I'm butt naked in the Lamborghini And motherfuckers can't see me Wait 'til this chick see me on TV I make the shit look easy Who would've thought I hit you right back So many women wanna call me baby And you wonder why the fuck that I ain't call you lately Some would say that I'm the symbol for sex and uh Others would hate but I don't give 'em no breath Go on a date I'm at the crib with the chef and uh that's me And you could order whatever The specialty is white snake and underwear sauce You could probably catch me somewhere where the sun is next And I understand that's only 'cause I'm popular I'm getting topped off in the front row of the opera As Bocelli sings the celly rings I gotta go you'll never know how good it feels to lay in bed with king I'm not exactly flawless but I'm gorgeous just like a horse is I know the thought of me succeeding makes a lot of people nauseous Still I'm on the back of the boat taking pictures with the swordfish Why you always all on my back Why you gotta do me like that Why you gotta act like a bitch when I'm with you Baby girl I'm blue I hope you get a paper cut on your tongue From a razor in a paper cup I hope every soda you drink already shaken up I hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun I hope your titties all saggy in your early twenties I hope there's always snow in your driveway I hope you never get off Fridays And you work at a Friday's that's always busy on Fridays I hope you win the lottery and lose your ticket I hope it's Ben and Socrates poop all up in your kitchen I hope the zipper on your jacket get stuck And your headphones short and your charger don't work And you spill shit on your shirt I hope your tears don't hurt and I can smile in your face Cut my losses how Delilah changed my locks to a fade I hope you happy I hope you happy I hope you ruined this shit for a reason I hope you happy Uh yeah uh opportunity be knockin' let a motherfucker in Opportunity be knockin' you gotta let a motherfucker in I kiss my mother on the cheek tell her that I love her You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing I got it covered Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy Ma you know I'm still your little baby All my life I was a fuck-up now I pull the truck up Same bitch stuck up now she wanna suck us See me hangin' out the window screamin'out No more tough luck a different cloth is what I'm cut from Baby oh my lord The cops chasin' Bronson in an all-white Ford Shit I'm on that all-night tour Bitch I'm alright but I'm off that raw I'm in a robe dancin' salsa on the top floor You would swear I'm Puerto Rican but I'm not lord Hot hoes every city that we go singin' All I do is eat oysters And speak six languages in three voices It's Adriatic Summers on a sail boat Don't even try to call I'm not available for nothin' Unless it's stupid paper hop out the Studebaker With Anita Baker uh Opportunity be knockin' you gotta let a motherfucker in I kiss my mother on the cheek tell her that I love her You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing I got it covered Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy Ma you know I'm still your little baby Uh I feel so alive I think I shit myself I should kiss myself I'm starin' at the man inside the mirror The reflection shows a wolf though Goddamn I'm still cute ho All my women play the flute Saw me plate some melon and prosciutt' Left handed make the Fender cry Count money with a reverend's smile the Devil's eye Half-Cherokee and Gemini uh Motherfuckers'll dump heat from Jump Street And turn your chest plate to lunch meat I'm in a Humvee lookin' like a young me Now these motherfuckers all wanna be chubby I switch the season now the hair's curled Tan skin I need a bad girl 'Cause James Brown said It's A Man's World In a Transam' Twirl the burner handle made of pearl That's just Daddy's Little Girl Opportunity be knockin' you gotta let a motherfucker in I kiss my mother on the cheek tell her that I love her You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing I got it covered Why you think I'm out here actin' crazy Ma you know I'm still your little baby Praise the lord I was born to drive boat Feeling like Slash in front of the chapel I'm leaned back with the Les Paul Shit I smoke is like cholesterol Spilled dressin' on the vest at the festival The best of all had a midget Puerto Rican at my beck and call Best believe that there was neck involved Fucked around and almost wrecked the Saab Uh we took acid for ten days straight up in the mountains Started running with the stallions Playing frisbee in the West Indies did the tango with my kidneys Eyes open now I know just who my kids need Rockin' very loose pants yeah Buried a million in the sand by the clock tower Before I die take a hot shower Ride the Harley into the sunset By chance I seen her in the lobby of the Ritz With her man the one that swings a hockey stick I was wearing all white and my hair was looking precious Shit I might cop a chest and a dresser A little machine to make espresso I heard your bitch still wears Ecko Hide drugs behind the box of De Cecco Live from the Expo it's me I wear the wolf in the winter steer the coupe from the center Who gives a fuck I'm a sinner I had dreams of fuckin' Keri Hilson in my Duncans Woke up naked at the Hilton with a bitch that look like Seal's cousin Bite the eel by the dozen Bite the eel by the dozen Pump the bass in the trunk shit rattled like a baby hand Except this toy cost eighty grand And I'm crazy tan from all the places that I've been Just from writing words with a pen Tell the pilot Land the plane on Roosevelt and Main Put a jacuzzi on the seven train And lay John Coltrane play with that cocaine face I know your crabs from that Old Bay taste The brass band was seven pieces my bitch's name is Peaches We got twin Mac elevens with the features Shit you barely got sneaker money So much dick in their mouths that's why these motherfuckers speaking funny You need to speak clearer dear 'cause I can't hear ya The Magic Johnson of the game These lames don't want to play with me Smile on your face but I really know you hatin' me I know you mad 'cause I'm sick and it's plain to see Ride the Harley into the sunset La musica de Harry Fraud Smoke something biatch Blow a kiss to my dick wash my body with the sponge Feed me Flavorices put the chronic in my lungs Tailor me a leather suit on some Jodeci shit Bi-coastal man we both will be rich Leave the party with your daughter In the morning do karate in the water Hear sounds of samurais Rockin shorts in the winter don't fuck with splinters Roll with sinners yeah a bunch of winners catered lunch and dinners Why my drug jar look so empty Long knife that's in the event Somebody try to get me then to Heaven they'll be sent Oh off the strength caviar and Porsche taste All the beans are gettin' Boston baked On thin ice I skate across the lake Smoke premium cabbage Blow a kiss to my dick wash my body with the sponge Tailor me a leather suit on some Jodeci shit Bi-coastal man we both will be rich Poppin' hood in Transco Towers Prowler prowling Gucci towels and bathroom vials Nouns owls Aston Martins Sparkin' one in valet parkin' loan sharkin' Hopin' that my days-don't-get-darkened Cheetah skin outside the parka Propaganda propels us ostrich feathers Security guards with 9 berettas pullin' up Volkswagen jettas Causin' storms in sunny weather in sunny whether in sunny weather Hopin' that my days get hopin' hopin' days get days get better Sign my name with the feather tap dance under the full moon Smoke and drinking liquor for the fam that left us too soon Just keep it truckin' searching all the nooks and crannies No english muffin streets are filled with crooks and trannies Emerald green paper that I split up with my posse One hand driving 3 gram smoking 2 fiend sucking tea bag soaking Strength of a retard the drugs are even stronger Shorty loved the longitude dealer bring a quarter through Over fishing make the snapper less affordable I hate when stupid bitches ask me questions that's rhetorical Do you want to have sex Well bitch it's obvious Her name was Jeta from the former Yugoslavia She grew a bush like a baby plant Still I ate it just think of it as bucatin' and razor clams Smuggle cheeses in a baby bag And then I serve at a private tasting I got no time for wasting Just dick is placed in the slit no type of conversation Fuck fucked my last word up 'cause I don't give a shit man I meant to say prime rib carved at the fucking carving station Yo my mind is locked up my conscious rocked up In an alley with a fiend getting his cock sucked Plus she wearing a wedding dress a special day She said she finally met a Fuck Yo my mind is locked up my conscious rocked up In an alley with a fiend getting his cock sucked And she wearing a wedding dress a special day She said she finally met a man to take her breath away Well naturally I'm jealous because I'm lonely At times my only friends in life are drugs and the cannoli My dad was right I should have listened when he told me A walking contradiction wounds inflicted on me solely Ocean avenue the family straight from Kosovo That was years ago mum look how your son has bloomed I hum a tune and then I'm hotter than the sun in June And I'm just living my life but feel I'm drifting Demons on the doorstep lungs that feel constricted Or maybe I should see a shrink and get prescripted Or take the hand of God but shit I think i'll keep my distance I think I'm frightened and I didn't even know it But yo that was a thought and I'm subconsciously a poet It's perfect timing and I hope that I don't blow it I pop the bottle of the moet yo here's to me Late nights I'm trying to stay up out of the orange skips Great white sharks the magnum with tarnished tip Twenty-seven years I never met an honest bitch Slice their faces like Kitana and shit Through my nasal blow the smoke Basil on the boat Hookers on the half shell hundred dollar pants Wind breaker jacket flapping like a falcon from a westward wind Play the kitchen like a mexican next of kin Patrick Swayze We out Better slow down baby I'm out here wildin' Better slow down baby yeah shit is crazy You need to slow down baby My whole team cash and load out baby I'm a hero in my home town baby Stop talking just go down baby Shit on my chest shoot colors like a care bear All year see me tan hopping out the van You wasn't there now you tryna show face Fuck around be a cold case Chrome skates on an old day Remote control chains promote dough for the veins Poke chicks hoes with vogue legs Eat steaks off a gold plate stoned listening to Coldplay Long knife by the spinal built like a rhino Push the 635 to the finals Pearl white like what you sniffin' in your sinus The finest vaginas demolished by my dick One year from Queens to the top Cream of the crop serve a fiend out my sock Five minutes till they lean like the drop Now they spinning through the furnace like the scene from The Rock Hide spinach like a doomsday prepper Every Sunday in my Tuesday leather Now my beard look like Uday and Qusay Play the pool on a cool day A lot of people with their hands out now Got these motherfuckers mad 'cause I'mma stand out now You never let the hammer off you got the soft hands I hear you singing for the boss man dog I'm from a lost land spill coke on the heater Drop a little sauce on the beater Zero to sixty in a Porsche like a cheetah New York I'm like Jeter light Caesar No hypebeaster rock a nice sneaker You get drugs for a good price My price cheaper guaranteed My trunk snapping like a tambourine Bodying these pussies with a camera team You better slow down baby You need to slow down baby I'm a hero in my home town baby White leather to the knee we in the tropics Left hand is switching speeds I'm in the cockpit Straight from Flushing man we known for using chopsticks Problems getting dealt with never pop shit Hit you with the dropkick Marty Jannetty Know I hit you with the dropkick Marty Jannetty Know I hit you with that dropkick Marty Jannetty Rock this Shawn Kemp kamikaze Burning cheese Saganaki Greek shit whole team sick Hoe bitches from Cleveland on my dick because I rap Fuck it make it clap Throw the money in the air then pick it up I'll take that back bitch Homie hold me down Homie throw me phony pounds The scent of dollars like some crispy garlic golden brown Addicted but ain't nothing prescripted Baby clams from Montauk mix it up with the linguistics Bitch I'm high White leather to the knee we in the tropics Left hand is switching speeds I'm in the cockpit Straight from Flushing man we known for using chopsticks Problems getting dealt with never pop shit Hit you with the dropkick Marty Jannetty Know I hit you with the dropkick Marty Jannetty Know I hit you with that dropkick Marty Jannetty Uh know I hit you with that hot shit Straight up off the block roll up pot shit Niggas just don't wanna go to school Act like they are but they not sick Money all up in my pocket putting diamonds in everything See me out I look rich as fuck clothes smelling like Mary Jane Ride coastal been on every plane Say these guys close but these guys loco When they see me they non-vocal High as fuck I need bifocals Kush got me moving slo-mo Steak and eggs in my dojo It's some Gs in there Need some weed I'm there All these cars I own ain't no keys in there Tapping young niggas out rolling weed out an ounce Now I got a bigger crib Repping what I live about My hair long my weed strong so they staring My weed strong my money long I ain't caring White leather to the knee we in the tropics Left hand is switching speeds I'm in the cockpit Straight from Flushing man we known for using chopsticks Problems getting dealt with never pop shit Hit you with the dropkick Marty Jannetty Know I hit you with the dropkick Marty Jannetty What up love I need a hug 'cause drugs be takin' over Shorty couldn't take it no more she went loca No stranger to a rum and soda I met the ho while she was slumped over Shit I've been good though I can't complain I could probably cop a half a plane Drinking juice just like Jack LaLanne now I'mma strike it rich any day now Uh you know I gotta get a plate now Virtuoso on a keyboard I rep the eastern seaboard jeez Lord Don't sneeze on my shit 'cause for shiz I'mma flip ya Pedicured foot slide in the slipper Tryna do the remix with Pitbull Tell the pilot land at Schiphol Play the violin with dimples Life's ironic and it's simple Smoke good fuck eat drink Drive nice car wear all green mink First time I whacked off was a Penthouse Roses in the bath at the penthouse Billy Joel at the garden Choke a pussy with his tie knot it's my block Chuck Knoblauch spicy coconut curry from the Thai spot I'm in a hurry dumb jewelry The verdict read from a hung jury The doctor said that I was hung early Skull curly Larry and Moe I'll marry a ho Only if the bitch look like Mari' Monroe Twisted off the Jenkem watching Iron Chef The secret ingredient was lion's neck No don't hurt me again Please don't hurt me again No don't hurt me again There's no hit records on a demo No don't hurt me again There's no hit records on a demo Catch me hoppin' out the limo Smoke good fuck eat drink Been on the honor roll sculptures of my body out in Nagano My shawty features like Madonna- I ain't like that one Yo line for line Straight up lambs on the arm Giambi lenses Ken Caminiti Bosworth Been on the honor roll sculptures of my body out in Nagano My shawty features like Madonna Lo designer Bending these young Lola Fellanas over Baste the breast with the juices Under the influence of fly shit I glide like Ovechkin Disqus hoody puff hibiscus balance be the crispest Baby girl you're wylin if you sniff this You gotta take a piss test piss right through your fishnets Robert Moses State Park lamb in the sand Strictly cop and go's until we laid in the Galapagos Eating tacos higher than a opera note We never ride Civics the Mont Blanc scripted lyrics It's like avant garde to the critics I throw you in that armbar with the quickness Either you with me or bitch you on the shit list Bitch please picture me in Sicily The hard bottoms gators is slippery I just had an epiphany And now I'm shittin' on your whole steez ridiculously 45. fire at ya attire to break your armor up like fine china I hit the diner the Carolina Pass the lighter to the passenger in the spyder Vagina splash like apple cider So fuck your little 2 cents blue benz bitches jump like Harold Miner I'm in the recliner we traced like eye liner And I escape like MacGyver And lay up with a case of vodka Get cake and prosper Ate steak and lobster to Frank Sinatra Air you out leave your face for pasta Get laced and dip the jakes in the grey Boxster Ladies identify gangsters' posture I'm feeling like J Hoffa Fuck yall eat a fat dick with the monster Smoking that Barbara Walters wax Same fucking outfit twenty days in a row I don't give a shit You only came around 'cause you thought I had some money for you You got it fucked up That's for the kids And If there's anything left I'll cop a crib And If there's anything left after that I'll cop a six How you think I got the art displayed on the dinner plates First course was from the Finger Lakes Last course cinnamon ginger cake She gave me head during the Laker game I got her tatted trying to erase her name No I caught her cheating her pussy didn't feel the same She was probably with one of the Broncos Or LeBron so I blew her car up Soon as she try to start it up nah I can't talk about that though Your chance is thin like the moustache of Puerto Ricans Shooting guns with my daughter on the weekend Smoke the budder same color as The Weeknd Stashed under the sole of the sneaker The facial reminiscent of a lion Fuck around I'll send you back to zion And I ain't even trying Swing the wood wheel like lumberjacks I remember back when they wouldn't spend a stack on my rap Now they want to wipe my ass in the crack after I shat And I just had corn beef hash Yeah It's me Motherfucking Big Body I'm back for the fucking sequel man You know I had come and to spice this shit the fuck up Mr. Fuckin Sazon himself I'm over here fucking wiling A lot of shit done motherfucking changed now Motherfuckers done came up Whole lot of different motherfucking moves are being made You know what time it motherfucking is So my lifestyle done changed a little bit All types of shit The motherfucking crib is renovated man All types of fly shit I got the new fucking marble floor man That shit is imported We just flew that shit in from Connecticut Motherfuckers is out here spinning stupid shit But you know me man Same motherfucking body I'm out here wiling like I never changed man This the same motherfucker you know me man The last car on the fucking A train man I fucking live this shit Pockets was always swole Sometimes a little low but I get them back up man Fill them up like the fucking gas tank Shout-outs to my fucking brother man Action Bronson man We out here man We motherfucking out here man Not enough to say man But a motherfucking few more things that's what to say Shit is fucking crazy man I'm out here smoking good man Fucking pocket fucking stupid fucking blunt pack with that up-town piff Shouts to all my motherfucking Dominicans out there in the Heights You already know man Nah I don't even want a motherfucking ounce B Give me motherfucking forty dimes That's how I want it In a brown fucking bag Yeah tato Papi that's how we doing it big fucking style man And I want that Chimi sauce dripping all over my fucking arm That's how I do it man Wipe it with the fucking hundred dollar bill I'm out here wiling man My name Big Fucking Body Shouts to motherfucking Albania Shouts to East New York Shouts to Lindenwood Shouts to motherfucking Flushing Shouts to the motherfucking Bronx man All fucking day I'm out here wiling man We've been the best since I stepped in Bring a hooker to the muthafuckin Jets Inn In the sack break her back like a Redskin Need the dough like I'm trying to get the bread thin Tree to make the head spin Every season play the corner like I'm Revis Light Caesar heavy bearded like I'm Jesus New York City Queens borough be the backdrop I bring it back to all the benches need a blacktop Big things see me moving like a Sasquatch Money I'm in pursuit cuchillo inside the boot Bitches are on display give brain inside the coupe Shift gears that's with the left Which means I'm on the right get paid By any means you hold it say goodnight kid Two fingers hold the potion when I'm smoking Slow motion snatch a snapper out the ocean In my lungs go the drugs like the red chief Red leaf lettuce blood money on the bench seat Twelve courses laid up on the long table Aged wine got me spinning like a dreidel For fly women use a condom 'cause it's fatal Hazel eyed bitched always blazing up the basil The red razor cut the features in your facial Creep in Corona bumping Fernando Villalona Puffing cheeba in the street by the chimi corner Tu ne tappa me muthafuckas are sloppy Captain of the rap you talking to papi Up in Niagara Falls make your wifey suck a Bag of balls it's sick just like a Magic cough Same person on camera or when the muthafuckin' camera off Hash straight from the desert can knock A camel off Sheep straight out of school Let the hammers off Whole cliques roll thick no shit Piss drunk and they smoke sticks Not a word of English but They hold the four-fifths Nike jumpsuit sandals the whole shit Young kids walking around got the Desi in hand Never speak to fuzz Tap out the reefer show him how To use his sneakers 'cause Roasted peppers sweet tomatoes heirloom We on the beach fresh Ceviche We in Cancun fly girly curly Hair is getting read through We in the shower give me head shampoo Swimming trunk shoe accentuate the ankle Eyes blue put the children's money in the Banco Giuseppe Franco take the cash and tango I'm straight stoned thank you Bye peace one fuck you Yeah fucking throw up on the floor shit Get the cleaning lady My bad Hey yo In only one year considered as a veteran Top of the line the whip look like tropical lime Off the boat cousin Glock by the spine Do a murder seven thirty then they flying at nine Shit Handspring half twist into the Buick You say you're doing shit but never do it I say I'm doing shit and then I do it Never going back to work in labor Fuck that your little chain you better tuck that Uh vultures flying over the carcass Bitches blowing on my dick like a cartridge Throw some grass up aim a little east of the target My brain was sculpted at Harvard Never mention all the crime I been a part of Serve like Ivan Lendl up in the rental The cheese been assembled They receiving health benefits and dental The lamb was laced with fennel Left hand then shift the right foot touched the pedal From now on I'm just the symbol Hundred dollar drugs smoke out the window Paper plates I never had a license Could always catch me smoking spices Triple lindy out the Jeep land into a split Get up in the spin doggie I'm the shit You're staying broke like Maury with the hip Huh catch me on Maury with my bitch Fuck with me The whip gymnast Jump out the car into the river Don't splash on the dive Straightforward money cash on the side If you catch him I want that bastard alive My bitch's ass is like an apple You bitches see me look astonished Your boy is ill with the phonics Since Gary Payton had the pill for the Sonics You're still a novice And to be brutally honest your shit is garbage Dog I've been a scholar My shoes are still alive from Lake Victoria Fuck the order up leave you stretched in the corridor I got my aura up hoes that drive me in foreign truck One is riding me the other one is rolling up Pray to science they don't pull me over If they do then the fun is over Whether young or older motherfucker's been a musket holder Just sprinkle cheese on top of me and let it get crusted over Straight from the depths of Queens Leave you sleeping on the mezzanine Like you Lincoln then switch into a desert scene Often heard but this motherfucker seldom seen I'm throwing blows while you waiting for the bell to ring Drug smoking Raisins make the pasta sweet Slumped over when the barrel and your posture meet Stay lean like some motherfucking ostrich meat You full of shit it's time to get a colonoscopy Scissor kicks dick suck from Miss Elizabeth Lex Luger arms 4 in the morning in the dark with the computer on Wasting my time my thoughts are paced untastable grace replaced in my mind Born to shine like the eyes on a cat Same cat fuck around put the knife in your back This is nothing we live and let die and roam the land And you bluffing You lifted the cards and showed your hand pussy Take my nuts out your mouth Let me breathe for a minute please Your life is cheap like a hooker in the Philippines About to be a huge star and I'm still in Queens You're on the shelf like a figurine Drugs infested my mind But I'm destined to shine Spit the shit to keep these motherfuckers pressing rewind Thousands of pounds of pressure pressed on your spine Live divine free the mind lead the blind read the signs Hands up like you stepping in the party No you getting robbed motherfucker with the shotty Said you pottyd Make your body do an ollie Then dig your shorty out 'cause I geeked her up on molly Have her eating dick no need for seasoning If seven dudes are in the room then she's pleasing them Like a trooper Hit her in the pooper Throw her in the shower Then I take her out to Lupa I'm kinky I'll hit it even if it's stinky Put em in the shower make the pussy brand new Ran through Give 'em money what I can't do Stuff her lunchbox and burn her with the candle Don't get me pissed off fuck around rip your tits off Still getting head even if my dick's soft Rising quick no Fleischman's I'm in the endzone with one leg up posing like Heisman Throwing like Theismann sway foot With the Village Leader smoking a pipe with seven wise-men I eat the biggest piece of chicken at the table Let 'em know I'm hungry Polo on the rugby The forty-four long surely got a trusty home Trying to live American DreamsDusty Rhodes Get it together Justin got to get it together fam Let's go fucking pussy Yeah fuck the back talk Save all that pussy shit for the cat walk Now write your name hundred times on the blackboard Just a white man excelling in a Black sport like I'm Pistol Pete You already know you a goner when I kiss your cheek Lift your feet like when your sister sweeps Fine dining drink water out the crystal creek Straight from Queens rocking leathers like I'm Mr. Cheeks Yo I'm a wild freak hit shorty where the child sleep While her mother make soup with the cow feet Shoulder pads and a leather Beau Brummell Hopping out the limo at the old Tunnel Fuck sex on the beach I want head in the streets Spread bed on the feet Lead on your cheek the cadillac from seventy-three Aqua marine with a popular fiend uhh Big Bird Farrington alumnus Mouth like a pussy she gum dick You see me in the green velour facial conquistador Then I order up a feast for four If you see me in a leather know it's reaching the floor Linen flapping in the wind 'cause of the breezy shore yeah Spinal tap you spitting gynecology rap Eat your pussy with a plastic bag covering that Brothers will clap leave you hovered or jacked If there's chicken in the building know I'm smothering that This tool I got will loosen up your stool a lot Ginger ale laying in a Knicks cup Pay thirty dollars for a dick suck Pay a hundred dollars for the joints I rolled Oyster bowls chilling in the cloisters I love Black girls boisterous Shorty's on the arm like a koi fish On a herby white dude with the yellow fever Yellow sneakers see through yellow beeper Banging seven gram rocks and finishing them Because that's how I roll I have one speed I have one gear When our eyes first met was like the fourth day in July When you kissed my lips I knew one day you'd be mine Watch my shorty take a shower I want the good loving Six ducks in a wood burning oven Georgia Southern her alma mater She raised out in Queens but moved out to Colorado Looney Tunes Taz on the shirt Fuck swag got pizzazz Two jags Cincinnati Zubaz Du rag Bay Terrace pool pass Talked to Skip schooled me on the ponies Next year catch me posing at the Tonys Grow the money like a Cocha tree American flags hang on walls that hide money Put my arm through the Picasso Kept a fortress crib got the Tex-Mex motif wolves howling Two stallions pull the buggy Clydesdale Crack the Bud guzzle humidors Uncle Moozy with the Mitsubishi Uncle Jimmy with the funny money flossing out in AC Randy Quaid with the turtleneck Erma with the jungle juice man feet Beamer tan seats Smack the taco out your mouth green couch Sittin' first class feelin' like shit though Starin' out the window with the mind of a schizo Thinkin' if I jump will I feel it when I hit the ground Fuck that I want the crown off anybody head I wouldn't care if everybody's dead It's why I keep the pump shotty layin' in the bed Have a fuckin' sleepover with my weapons My Rambo knife is eatin' nuggets with my nine Shit I made this out of nothin' Damn these ladies love me out in London Laurenivici served the granulated onion My mind is locked in a contaminated dungeon Dog what the fuck is with your mother She got one leg longer than the other One eye through the shutter Made the transition from weed to butter like spring to summer I nearly lost my mind I nearly lost my brain Dealin' with this motherfuckin' pain so bad So bad I'm so glad I nearly lost my mind My past life I was a Rabbi Now I live the fast life Drugs on standby in the circle by the campfire Telling stories of yesteryear Pull out the pocket mirror just to check my hair Hit it with the comb again The rap Dennis the Menace with Dennis Rodman's in Venice inventive She took a bump and started dancing like Elaine Benes The big chain sway like I'm playing tennis One man team about to win the pennant Now you can tell by my pendant that I'm protected Pull me in the room and ask if its resin I said no they sent me on my way with blessings I trained a dolphin to let the slammer off like Dolph Lundgren That's if your mouth running You'll get your cow something I'm rare like a fucking Asian playing hockey My ocean view is due to Papi Bitches call me Rodney Bought my bitch a present hope I don't spoil it Face to face toilets Toyota with the spoiler Ace of Base boiling I play ball like Billy Hoyle Now I need a Sidney Dean to help me start this brothel in the Philippines I stay in Flushing like I'm Dillon Gee You ain't gotta open up the comic book to figure who the villain be It's me doing perfect dives in the Sicilian sea You know I like my bitch with a Brazilian V Bumping Bobby Brown Cry when I'm not around She always hold it down pound under the seat In that all white Jeep Sleep that's if you wanna I be schwitzing in the sauna Its better than the piggys blitzing on the corner Come in the crib every night and I kiss my daughter Same lips spit on the lawyer Dropkicks out the drop-top 6 Don't make your fucking kid become a hostage I got this Stay in the water like the Loch Ness Shirtless rocking a locket Drugs in my pocket It's all for a profit Aim it and pop it drive in a range in my boxers Lay in the tropics my girl pussy red like a lobster Orgies at Hofstra My bank account is like a Polish doctor My heart is cold I sing a soldiers opera My drugs as strong as Arnold They found her dead in the gold Impala Hanging backwards out the chopper The room smell like Nag Champa Most my crew a bunch of armed robbers Yeah I rhyme sick like I play with shit I've driven every flavored whip there is to get Feel like I dip that cigarette in wet stuff I should be on that Sped Ed bus layin' on the bed with a red head slut These mother fuckers praying that I don't make it I'm on the balcony stoned and naked playing Sega No money nothing to say to ya I push the limo to the stadium Me and Spike had to switch seats 'Cause he kept spilling Henny all on my bitch feet Expensive bracelets where my forearms and my fists meet Down in Mexico eating chilis No emotions lotions on the bed sheets I saw her walking 'cause I'm stalking on the dead streets Trying to purchase where the shoulders and the head meet She had a tight pink dress her pussy was a weapon Said she was a daughter of a Reverend Well thank god I don't believe in heaven Butt cheeks sculpted like a horse's hind Shit man I think that I just crossed the line Annual abortion time Yeah she got the tat straight from West 4th Hereditary cancer almost took her breast off And over 6 months she said she had a chest cough Well I'm not a doctor but I know that's not a good sign Matter of time 'til she placed and laced in a wood pine For years she was the hood slime Now no longer having a good time Under earth she burst into a sudden birth Oh shit the facial of my cousin Murph Strange occurrences alignment with the sun and earth yeah As baby turtles break the sand just to figure out the meaning Instinctively they heading towards the water 'cause they need it Forever cycles stay the same they feel it like a fiend's wrist Mustard straight from Russia that they brought in on a steam ship My mustache like a Colonel Take a haters facial and I treat it like a urinal A bit disturbed confessions in a journal I'm sickened by my thoughts so it's tossed in the inferno Statik Selektah Playing through the broken ankles man Never sit down 'cause I'mma stand up Book a ticket to the tropics 'cause I'm through with all the shit That I'm living every day in the mirror saying why me Hide my eyes 'cause I'm sickened with the image Of using marijuana sipping vintage for the time being My skills set is very serious in fact Spit a wild rap carve a steak right off the cow's back Throw it on the grill I'm cooking in a suit Same shit that's on the grill gave me leather for the boot If they make me take the stand then I'm lying through my teeth though Ask to swear to God but in that I don't believe though My man Stevie Mo playing safety for Toledo Hustle 'til my fingers staying cheesy like a cheeto Drug roll precise like a hooker with the dice Butcher with the knife you get tooken for your life So much to say it's so little time and shitty Killer Queens the borough New York be the city Coming crazy out your mouth will get your split up like a philly Running through the maze like I'm Willie you gotta feel me I'm moving forward 'cause nothing's gonna be the same Eyes blurry from the smoke I can't see the lane Swerving heavy bottle in my lap I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat Somebody save me 'cause I don't wanna go to jail I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale But I'm here stuck inside my thoughts I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts My life is like a movie Blizzard with the shottie Hookah house on Roosie chilling in the lobby Yes I'm living gnarly the forty ounce of Barley Open up cigars and fill 'em with a bunch of Marley Double cut porterhouse straight from Luger's Ruger for intruders hand to hand made by the duelers Ginger ale in Knicks glasses your style is piss mothafucka Time to flip the mattress kick it swift as Cassius My mind is stronger than Mariusz Pudzianows Obvious to see I'm a star straight off the couch You rapping with a blouse you get slapped up side the mouth By the Zangief look-a-like Bronson always cooking right Spray the vinegar to tighten up a yummy Smoking got me squinting like the sky is high and sunny Attachment on the nozzle make the iron fire funny Never stop until my body diving in a pile of money I'm always smoking like a gunshot You know the fuzzy light green call it Dunlop flow nun's twat Many hours one man standing one spot From the morning to the mothafuckin' sun drop 'Cause I'm one with the Earth eyes red Mothafucka I've been blunted since birth age 9 Mom dukes kept the gun in the purse next to the hair spray Fuck tomorrow money coming in the fast way Yeahthrough the eyes of a G Through the eyes of a G see me in the all white Eclipse A husband pay me ten stacks to fuck his bitch Hand up her ass like a Muppet baby it's crazy While she do a buck-eighty in a mustard Mercedes I move the mustard from Russia to Haiti Forty-fives will kiss your neck like the touch from a lady Fuck with my lunch and then the pump leaves you under the daisies You know your bitch is just another cocksucker with rabies I'm signing autographs in Spanish I live with Michael Jackson's anguish Hop in the Vanquish and vanish off the manor in a strange manner Aim the hammer at your dame's bladder like it ain't matter I smoke 'til I got down syndrome Tan gators brown linen Multi-color money seven different kinds of cheeses My silhouette resembles Jesus in all seasons Take a ginger shot doing concentration curls with the cinderblocks Doing squats hope the ox don't drop out Don't make me have to slap the fire out your pop's mouth Through the eyes of a G 'Cause I get bored with niggas talking 'bout Who they used to be what they used to do My homie headed to court not for a two-on-two Ironically I'll have you know we do it for the sport Or at least to keep a little gold in this uniform I'm abnormal like a unicorn that you could get on Cows jump over moons when my nouns and verbs move Etiquette of a veteran still getting checks You get a F for your efforts we never trade techs I tried to keep the peace but now I gotta keep the piece I speak in synchronistic frequency with triggers squeezing And one day I'll drop to my knee and repent to Jesus 'Til then I'm humping my lust demons for no reason Know you broke my heart woman When you said goodbye to me You say goodbye to me bitch you better break North Before you six South and I'll be sitting in that big house Just let me sharpen my knives thrown on the apron X's mark the steak and the salad crumbled with bacon And bleu cheese caramel complexion's on two knees Or two skis carving up the Alps is what this dude needs I'm Rick the Model Martel to cartel Live fast and eat the big tuna like Billy Parcells No more child's play kid you with the big boys Fuck an economy size we want that big Royce My family's sayin' that I rhyme with fury Only focus on them hundred bill faces and suitcases That'll bribe a jury grind the curry never shine the jewelry Pussy like an eighty-six style you know it's fine and furry Spark the bark in the park you know lumberyard You ain't never in the limelight undercard Bronsolini in the sky thunder rod Commandante of this rap shit your Mossad killer The second stanza even deadly than the first From the birth I've been enlisted to plant seeds in the earth That's soon road to a valley that feeds civilization I'm walking the torrid land though I'm seeking my vindication from My bad I'll keep it fifth grade keep the switchblade Hilfiger sailin' apparel and plus a crisp fade First day class the Agassis are black and white My older cousin puffing pot bitch pass the pipe Now I'm a certified user more like abuser Slice and dice the music I'm fluid like the yakuza I'm Sanders whether Deion or Barry find candy Though I smoke until my eyes are the shape of Tia Carrere My team we work as a unit nobody hide the ball up Great intuition and vision no time to hit the mall up Just a taste of the life like a September call up Johnnie Walker in our tall cup getting torn up Listen I'm steel fisted with the iron lung Heavy metal ballads out the guitar with lion's run Praise the son that can stand on his own two Smoke on the big blunt take a sip of this home-brew She had the sweetest scent I ever smelt a woman have Skin would glisten like reflections off the blueish Jag She had a Jewish dad and a Jamaican maid Started hanging with strippers and dropping the zippers And selling the pussy for paper to play Crusty feet like she hiking for days and live in the mountains At the park she piss in the fountain shit on the Michigan towel She quick to split up an owl She loves some dick in her bowels Dabble in crystal polish the pistol powder her sniffles with flour Straight flieshman In the private part of her pussy pocket Randomly pussy farting Sold at the hookers auction Left as a crooked orphan Wrapped in the sports section Box score fake black rubber cock in the top drawer what Yo so many unfamiliar faces that have come and gone You're a constant fucked you in the school closet We were young then experimental periods Laid a towel 'cause I fucked you on your period Stole my mothers car crashed it by the Burger King Young love but we thought it was eternity Raw sex never thought about paternity But now this cunt is trying to murder me Abusing me physically and verbally Said my dick was too small I went and got the surgery just to show it off This ain't real shit baby I'm just going off Clear the mind fuck it so I wrote a song Night life I'm destined for the bright lights Knife fights at the bar with some white dykes She hold me down break a bottle on the bitch head We always end up in a situation She throwing diapers out the window at me Called the cops said I beat her face Beat the case now I shiver at a sweet embrace I rap now bitches sucking like a vacuum On the bed stay bent like a smack spoon Bubble butt thicker than the double dutch In the van leave her tied up in bumblefuck Cold tired and I mean it I thought we'd grow to old farts in Phoenix Well now you see me 'lo scarves and a ski knit But I've been here since the beginning like a prefix But I'mma to do what I gotta do Trying to make this french dough like a Pâte à Choux Over your head after sex shorty hold me in bed Smoking Ethiopian red The son goes a single teardrop fallopians bled Nowadays you catch the hooker sniffing coke in the shed It's a damn shame I'm just chilling eating lamb brain I keep the weiner on display for the campaign I'm just doing what I had to do Tryna Drop me in the ground but I'm not going To the top till I fall just like Owen Heartbreak drowned sorrows in a large steak Fuck that sitting-down rap type shit man I stand up 'cause I'm a motherfucking man And I'm motherfucking hot I'm on the third floor your class was in the basement You know what that means you got a hint of retardation Well me too I'm fully-blown just like the flow though Spit the silky shit that's ankle-length like a kimono Uh sharp instruments to rock like a fossil Shotty for the haters that's trimmed off at the nostrils Well me and Docker eating dinner at the brothel Never sniff that blanco that's word to OJ's Bronco Cop a Dutch and break it open overfill it I'm rollin' in the car it may be shaky never spill it though 'Cause when I rhyme I feel possessed by El Espirito Encounters of a Third Kind X-Rays on the visual Ginger ale and hot sauce two things I live by I'm such a chill guy but fuck around and yes you will die Green DeVille right green drugs but hold the serum Rub the things together then you clear 'em flatline The prosciutto olives from Tunisia Drums are hittin' hard because they chopped up like a cleaver And yes I'm smokin' all the reefer The night creeper I love the pussy really tight that's with a light Caesar Can it be that I'm the Golden Child the chosen one The piggies saying freeze but every time they did I chose to run Takin' that attachment on the nozzle like a soldier's gun Hide behind the boulder silver bullet through you shoulder son Crack the pepper over thin crust that's handmade I'm stayin' strapped just like the Air Raid Yo take a taste of my nuts Know they sweet just like the candy Dick is the same color as Band-Aid understand me I built this building they came and then I conquered Two hour flights to Heathrow up in the Concorde Fermented grapes up in my glass that bear the same name I'm working hard because that's what I need to maintain Killer Queens is on the rise so understand me Ain't never stoppin' 'til there's a Grammy in a room for my family Also known as a den Post and toast with Lauren Posing for pictures kicking scriptures that form up a phlegm Uh let me take a little break fam I'm fucking straight out of surgery man I need a little break When I come back in I'mma come back in hard though I promise you that I'm diving in like Louganis I'm aiming right for that anus Trying to give her a payment to rent the pussy like Avis My rhymes are seasoned for flavor Fuck with shorties that's in shape they got the V like they're Vader Ah ha Animal Style flippin' like a flipjack You heard the cat rap like animal's fear from a rat got Ankle length that's suede the jacket Do the Chatatimmy Shimmy like a crackhead No one compare to me lampin' with my tangerine I'm fiend out so I'm bangin' on the tambourine Yo bring the drugs and call me when you on the corner And I'mma send the doja down in case they run up on ya Your style is celibate I'm elegant trust My style is liver and I'm ivory like a elephant tusk Swirl the wine inside the glass that got the delicate musk Shoe be pointy at the toe closin' down the show Poison be the flow got the boysenberry blow Finish on the women That mean the bitch from Finland Her tits are bonkers Chilling in her chanclas Rollers in her hair I'm running through it Larry Csonka You don't even know who fucking Larry Csonka is man Get the fuck off my wee-wee Pussy Jungle Rule can't be no fool Twisting joints like a contortionist Laid in the Porsche My father driving Days been sunny since I started rhyming No denying me I'm known to keep a fresh foot like podiatry Nobody high as me Green Timbs in Vegas I'm like Steve Wynn At the same time fellatio from three twins Those are triplets I've been wilding since the Rabbi snipped it Then they laughed and ate brisket fuck On my behalf he had a meeting at the Neptune Had little daddy hide the heater in the restroom Guns drawn like my bath by my lady friend Mesothelioma money drop Mercedes-Benz And I ain't never left you know I'm still here Spit the shit to bring a cripple out the wheelchair Bite a bitch like George Whipple in the stair case Long as she got big nipples and a tan face Devil is on the loose no coop Foul living like Sandusky and Paterno I've been husky motherfuckers couldn't touch me 'Lo rugby with an Asian model so ugly Facially I'm like a young John Kennedy Take the money cop 5 dimes 2 chicken sandwiches 9 limes For the Canada Dry pose for the cameras by the banister In the summer rock the vest set Salmon Kani Flex the three-quarter cream Fi's We're summer seam G's steamed red snapper Vietnamese Catch a case get a Jewish lawyer beat it with cheese Fuck the beef 'cause it don't go together read em and weep It's very easy make you disappear now kid Make your paper but you need to stay grounded Eyes wide like a chick that got the dick in the butt We're out here trying to get the money baby live it up Talk about me if you please but I must be Hercules I must be Hercules So give me that reason I told you I loved you already bitch what the fuck Shawl neck on the drunk lawyer Coke shits in the toilet Turkey sandwich in aluminium foil The game been fixed I don't play that shit I aim that shit If she looking at another mother fucker than you leave that bitch I don't play that shit Left hand is steering In a Amadu Diablo Shit I got the urge to get a earring Image in the rearview mirror like Timothy Leary Don't even come near me I keep it thug with a gun near me Your boy been eating on the run clearly Clear the run-way So much drugs what would a nun say And its Sunday Shit I don't really give a fuck All I really want to do is see my people up Up to no good again She threw the condom told me put it in I nutted in like three strokes Shit now that's no way to rep the East Coast Every day I'm walking with my head up Don't let up 'cause it's a set-up Like Albanian marriage go from Haiti to Paris The bath was ninety degrees Tapping Heinies with ease Bitch please I'm the bee's knees Peep the landscape You can catch me in the trees like the shit for the pancakes Yo pass me the ball fool You better fuckin' pick me ya Straight the fuck up I roof this shit Fuckin' three-sixty on this pussy I don't give a fuck I'll kick this motherfucking ball over the fence I know you see me on the TV lookin' like a hunk of beef When I smile your baby mama shit her dungarees Somebody get the kid a deal he sound like me But nah dunny don't get down like me The falcon flies back to the glove when I whistle Don't try to put me in the box like a tissue 'Cause I push you in the box with a pink suit Fuck around and have some squid ink soup bitch Uh you ain't a legend like Yanni I'm so Queens like a Roy Wilkins T-shirt With one arm shredded and one arm missing Dog I was born with Allah's vision I learned quick I couldn't follow suit 'Cause the Devil put the pork inside the dollar soup Now I'm sittin' in first class with a hard dick Listenin' to German guitar riffs what a life I was made like the beginning of Jurassic Park When they took the fucking blood from the mosquito with a dope needle Then they shot it in a wild lion I popped out holdin' an iron with a visor on Yo the videos are like a Jewish summer camp promo Your ideas lack Adobo Yo silk cinder blocks cinnamon socks On the low like a whip without shocks I bag bitches in flocks Representative for everything official Ya'll niggas can't live so it's officially an issue Waterproof penmanship padded on a rugby Hammer in the hamper 'case a nigga try to thug me I'm a idol my wave is tidal forget survival Treat the last record I broke just like a rival Uh I'm New York before it turned into a bike lane Never had a light fame split the pipe cane It was written but I wrote it Put religion right on my neck and then I froze it Laurenovitch yeah Location a drug infested area Brooklyn New York What am I doing Standing on an unidentified corner With a Latin individual corn rows foamposites All sorts of a felony in his waist But who are you She only loves me when I'm naked That's right I built this shit Drop that shit Let me begin baby my name is Drake All I see is C-notes silk shirts at the casino It's time to take those leather pants off this ain't no dance off I know your hands soft you're on the menu like the lamb broth This is a grown man's sport And dog I leave a motherfucker laid out on the handball court I never brag and boast I'm fire out the dragon's nose My words pronounced just like a camel toe And every whip in the garage laced Keep that thing in the guitar case bait the cops into a car chase Crash the mother fucking Jeep into the venue You better pray to God it's straight to Heaven where they send you Ah why the fuck would I have a bodyguard If I look just like the mother fucking bodyguard Baby hair curls on my forehead leave your whore dead Hop out that four times four door and draw lead I'm underground and I need more bread And I need more head from some bitches straight from Morehead State your business 'cause I'm busy tanning naked My joint is shaking while I'm wearing bracelets Uh your words are tasteless your taste is basic My taste in Asics will lead your fucking spaceship into Matrix This place I made is quite spacious And dog I'm not the one to fucking play with Five-fifty pounds in the Laredo they gotta get there today though Ain't no time for tryna lay low bay bro If you can't do it all you gotta do is say no I'll take it from there Ace is on Grand ready to work it Displayed a smirk like Mr. Perfect Under the bridge behind the van in the cab I made the drop off Thank science that nothing popped off since I was young had a lust for foreign vehicles and things My father wore the ring when he pushed me in the swing Plus he pushed that red thing I wanted to be like him so bad Wear the same shoes that he stepped in of course I need paper I want to ride the one-seater like speed racer In the Jetta smoking a one sheet in the green acres Listening to bullshit music thinking how I'm gonna do this I'm from a place called the jungle where the living is rough It had me low for a while now I'm picking it up Holding the spot straight sticking it ripping it up I dropped ninety-nine problems switching and not giving a fuck So what you what you want Got your bitch nigga gripping her butt Her and my dick taking pics nigga flicking it up My click is wassup get buck if you want You end up dumped chump in the pond lake in a truck in New York There's no ducking me the Bada$$ time but no fuckery Won't find a chick who got a dime or take a single buck from me These hoes be loving me I keep it so G Respecting where I be nigga check your OG My rap flow imperial fad flows Well here it go my visions is linear when I'm ripping the video It's a lyrical miracle when I enter your stereo The rarest breeds sick like venereal diseases Killing to live fighting for something Too bad we don't know what it is What you think all of this cash for Trying to put stamps on my passport Man I'm just scheming on new hoes I already forgot about my last broad It's like the world we live in was only designed for I know you want from the first time you seen me in the movie Hanging on the shoulder of a villain She could flatten a village You know I'm usually chilling out with Bruce Willis Somehow you and my man met first I was still stealing the money outta my gram-gram's purse Running the streets letting the blam-blam work Back then we smoked nickels of dirt Nowadays it ain't shit to drop a grip on dessert And you wanna tell the feds about some shit and it hurts Fuck it so be it you 'bout to know Jesus Turn this motherfucker back into a fetus Phone's tapped so speak Swedish when you call the crib Rich forever motherfucker I was born to live Die happy knowing that my family's straight I hope they didn't see the numbers on that Camry plate I been a grown man since I had a baby dick These motherfuckers ain't saying shit Close my eyes spray the whip hit your rib twice Now your kids gotta deal with this shit 'cause this is life Yeah and I'm fucking here now It's fucking Body What the fuck I'm doing Whole bunch a shit I'm out there wilding Got a fucking fifty-year-old Puerto Rican with me He don't even know my name But he gon' stab something for me He know what time it is No watch on the wrist Fuck outta here man Smack the shit outta you then slap your son five Your own family loves me more than you Salute me every time Every time I come to your fucking crib it better be a plate wrapped up on the stove motherfucker 'Cause you know I'm coming to eat Fuck that I don't even want firsts I want my seconds first That's right I eat right out the motherfucking pot Fuck a spoon I been eating hand to hand my whole life I motivate myself motherfucker Anytime I need to think about some shit man I just go back and close my motherfucking eyes man And go back to the sorrow Fuck outta here man My whole life is a fucking discography b You stupid Quadruple platinum Oops what's that Another one Am I rapping or what I can't hear the headphones yeah Front flips off the roof like a stunt double My shorty doing kegels for her cunt muscle Keep her shaped up The M3 all green fly like a strange duck My dad was right when he said I was a deranged fuck Now every meal is calamari and boudin blanc Saddam Hussein guns Held by nuns who do drugs while beige hard bottoms slide on the new rug Pinky up The joint thicker than Pinky's butt Just as stinky Nick Van Exel with the handle Helsinki Eggs Rothko The handmade suit cloth hang out the sports coat Twenty three and a half feet on the sports boat Brown vest made of suede on my torso Close my eyes inhale deep sail free Blind fury hoppin' out the braille jeep Serve me snails to eat Why's it feel like my life is moving fast yo Get your own don't worry about my cash flow I need a chick to hide the hammer in her asshole I need that first class dough It's me Big Body who the fuck else You gotta pardon my absence man I just came back off of vacay man Just spent the whole fucking weekend up in Orchard Beach Living the fucking life I was out there Wildin Had your moms on the motherfucking boogie board Doing all types of stunts But now I'm back though Ain't shit changed Just came back check my motherfucking emails Got more motherfucking deals on the table Don't even know what the fuck to do now I'm relyin' on Viacom to keep my lights and fire on Made a deal with Lucifer said give me the universe It hurts kind of like losing your first love I saw the bright lights and started doing the worst drugs Now I'm backtracking and hash rappin' with Action Throwing hand grenades at paddywagons in passing Old fashioned soul grabber snorting all the coke up The type of shit to turn a World War into a Polka Polo'd up the double RL icon Steppin' out the limo tuxedos made of python Listening to Lionel Richie fuckin with the lights on Rice on the table have us going all night long Rooftops sippin on some red wine Start to realize I've been trippin shit its just fine So I read a passage out the Bible as I take a bath Dry off Hit the Colosseum on Jamaica Ave Bout to say fuck it and form a union March up to city hall and protest pollution I got a brand new car I got a jazz guitar Thank you a lot for coming it means a lot to me Steer the yacht with my knee plenty of botany Damn bad chick on top of me pornography And I know she only want me for my guapery It's the first time ever Yo fuck this jacket I turn this shit to eighty-five napkins Since Jeter's done I'm now the captain Trust you me Gotham's safer now But there's always a new joker in town Ready to smoke you with that pound But when he shoots it the flag says bang and everybody laughs He must be up and off the molly tab I'm by the bar lookin' Swedish in the trenchcoat stupid The only one drinkin' mango lassi in the bullpen My lips are sealed like the singer with bad skin My need for speed made the Jag spin Dog I'll resurrect Freaky Tah to do my ad-libs Overseas I prolly got mad kids That I don't even know about you better slow down baby I'm still young fuck it gotta use it while it works Nothin' lasts forever or does it Fuck it Shout out to my cousins all of 'em I got a brand new car I got a jazz guitar I'll take it back to playin' handball and smokin' on the park benches Dippin' cabs and hoppin' fences Laughin' all the way back to the buildin' runnin' Got to the door twist the key elevator waitin' for me Hundred got upstairs and fixed eleven bowls of Crispix Grabbed a Snapple out the bin no one's an even match for the kid Legs are made of stone the back of a bridge In goal line situations I'll tackle the fridge Peace to Mike Ditka fifty on the light fixture Right side shifter fight fixer twist your sister And I ain't talkin' 'bout the hair band mothafucka I can't even get this fuckin' right are you kidding me I'm ashamed of myself I'm sorry Fly Mary in to sing to that cow before we slaughtered it And then I ordered it Don't say a word to me You already committed perjury A bunch of lies and sneaks and I don't play that You know better you better save that Laid by the pool my legs gettin' massaged by a professional Strictly business nothin' sexual Seasonal vegetables lookin' exceptional You ain't think I was hot then now you wanna hum on my testicles I'm from a dirty borough where that Sun don't come out But when the moon come and the goons come the crew runs Like a big Jamaican I stand adjacent My time gon' come I'm headed to the top Like I never wore makeup and I'm ready for the spotlight You know I got my hoodie on and it's such a hot night Shit I'm straight from Queens catch me in the limo like it's prom night Don't say a word to me You already committed perjury A bunch of lies and sneaks and I don't play that You know better you better save that This that do a hundred in the rental in the rain With the jammy a day before I have to go to Spain Livin' on the edge different colored women in my bed Different colored linens on my leg My mother said I better win or else she'll fuck me up Ma we did it I love you lucky slut Since I was young I had the husky gut But I'm gorgeous got money in the pouch just like a tourist Swerve in a Skylark big piece of the pie chart Bitch this is fine art I gets my shine on You lyin' dog you never even put the iron on You drive a Scion you ain't ridin' dog Me I'm cell built grab your chest Still get hit with right hands from left field My life is a kaleidoscope She makes me feel just like I'm high on dope I never calm down shoot the gun without puttin' my son down Don't say a word to me You already committed perjury A bunch of lies and sneaks and I don't play that You know better you better save that You should have been known who the fuck this was Just by my fuckin' tongue Big fuckin' Body Bes You know I'm all over everything now You know me you might see my face stamped on a bag of dope Out here gettin' filthy 'cause you know I got that in my pocket You know me I go home and change up I get fresh to fight Just caught a new fuckin' case But it's alright though I got this stupid mothafuckin' lawyer I know your type though The type of mothafucka wear a three piece suit to go to court shook to death And you there for smokin' weed Piece of shit get the fuck outta here Look baby don't play me play lotto okay you gotta try to cum okay I'm a nice girl dont play me out I know its not everything baby but I'm out here working and I gotta pay up Cindy she not herself unless she smoking crack 7 times she got stabbed in the back By a regular john she dealt with many times before Thats what she gets for being a whore though She walked the streets patent leather mini skirt With the zipper damn I know her kitty hurt Ten hour shifts she thinking' bout retiring She'll suck a Jewish lawyer or an African cabby Bitch get my motherfucking drink bitch Quarter filled in the fuckin sniffter dont put it in the rock glass again please You fucking stupid bitch treat you like garbage kick you in ya fuckin ass Come here bitch put your breath on my pinky ring bitch Get my motherfucking drink bitch As I ride inside my ninety-two Seville Windows half down so I can see my bitches in the field Best believe they bringing daddy money How you think I copped the caddy dummy Tryna get this Puff Daddy money The name silk but all my bitches call me montel Spit the marvel with the soft top not the hard shell Three shades of green suit hat and matching lizards 8 bitches look like they straight from the Alaskan blizzard Bitch get my money 'fo I kill ya You know the life you chose But know you wanna be a mother The kid will be retarded you can add him to his brother Do the world a favor line your pussy up with rubber Now you done made me spill my henny on my pinky ring My nails are filed Perfect though right you see me shinin Now get the fuck up out my car and sell ya joint We gettin luchey this is hookers at the point Dos en el morning rocking sweatpants ya know what up Slowly approaching animals in motion Pussy safari twenty for a lay Ten for a blowjob but free for some free base Before I purchase I wanna peek at the turkey Make sure that its perky so it won't turn my dick to jerky Open the door soon as she sat down she took a bump She caught the rush then made a hooker grunt Let's talk about me I'm always on the road Got a little dick many of the secrets I behold Name is dano born in the Bronx half Puerto Rican Drive a truck hooked on dope cook a soul Was once a prospect for the twin now im on a mission Cryin naked shootin dope up in the kitchen Falling asleep right on the shitter Word to Roberto Clemente dog I'm still a hitter yeah Fuck the light at the end of the tunnel 'Cause I'm living for today trying not to drown in a bottle Death all around me drugs seem to numb me Mental's getting sicker the Devil's getting comfy Acupuncture with the smoke like I'm Mason Storm Legs crossed like a Buddhist smoking Buddha Angry tuna chilling getting brain from Uma Used to lose now everybody kangaroos Hop off the schnitzel see me on Kissena Smoke the marijueena always been the same guy Whether balling on a yacht or hauling from the cops I'm flooring on the Fox 'til I'm swelled up in a box All you gotta do is see me when you see me I'm burning bitches from the TV like a CD So you could nibble on my pee-pee We out in Fiji From having money on my mind to having money in my pocket Bone marrow roasted Spread it on the rosemary bread lightly toasted Drizzle with the vinaigrette Stuffed Duchess and it's pulling like a cigarette Until I'm tan skinned bitches saying that I'm handsome 'Bout to be up on the screen like Ted Danson Suede loincloth never fall off Mr. Wonderful Paul Orndorff Leather jacket knee length Peace to people getting money in the eighties with the freebase First time you get a free taste That's the start of a career chase I'm eating cheese plate Skirt steak shaved straight up off the diaphragm Muay Thai title fights out in Thailand I spit the fly shit accompanied by fly bank Use the flows that have me diving up in thighs tan Purple rain no Prince summer solstice Dope body but her pussy's like an old fish The antipasti is a cold dish Yo I'm focused catch me out in London speaking Polish When I'm alone Smoking weed sitting by the window in my home Often thinking why the fuck is it I'm not in Rome If I had a little motivation money and a hot body I see it now Bronson the heart-throbby No more pigging out binging on the late night No more sneaking juice in the syringe to get the game tight No more pack of hot dogs on my neck right by the fade right Forty pounds to go and then you hookers getting laid right I'm eating salad but I'm leaving off the croutons 'Cause ever since a youth your dog's huskier Savings on the cookies mommy clipping out the coupons Passing out from over-eating sleeping on the futon Lock the refrigerator there's no controlling me Steak and chocolate got they muthafuckin hold on me Ain't trying to be laid in a box roses on me Bronsolino running 5 miles for the glory You motherfucker you fuck you From philly cheesesteaks lobsters on the barbeque I'm getting twisted eating chicken with a prostitute An hour later eat the burger with my drug dealer Then add the butter to the fudge to make the fudge realer Every five minutes look in the fridges as if magic happened Sneak a cookie rip the bag and fix the plastic wrapping I don't want know one to know that I took it 'Cause I'm an over-eater Life is a smorgasbord to me and I'ma over do it I wanna wear Italian clothing but it just don't cut it Not the type that show the package with the crystal studded The shit they model in Milan that's looking crispy custom 5 and 6 bitches lickin' my dick twitches Serve up a facial Mister Belding bitches dismiss 'em For now I'll take what I can get till this shit switches Whatever fuck you stupid bitch Peace to the Drums of Heaven Peace to beef ribs Extended lunch time I eat enough for three kids Go on a diet then fall off because I'm weak kid Since I was young I'm eatin' candy on the sneak tip My day is based upon fine drugs cholesterol Though at my height and weight im probably still the best at ball I'm tatted up I have no shame to show the chest at all I bet I have your lady humming on my testicles Yeah Bronsolino Bout to be fuckin summer time in the winter Shirtless Ayo you ready Yeah I'm ready right the fast life Getting twisted almost every night my mind is deeper Than the voice featured on Barry White I'm not the marry type I make her sit in vinegar to get the candy tight I'm flattered at all the chatter and comparisons To the great soon to see me right on Madison Bally sneakers trying to stay up out the vat of sins I tout the tacky shit I'm like a wild Iraqi Outdoors with my sport vest leather on the shoulder Hold the rifle in place knife in your face I'm out the world just like a lightning in space The ice sculptures on the table going nice with the plates of grapes This is madness certified madness Rapping like a bandit serving my advantage Singlehandedly slam you to the canvas Marijuana leaves are getting wrapped just like a bandage Fuck the love I want the money and the pussy Brazilian bitches names tatted on their tushie You're a man dressed as a woman call him Tootsie I'm in the corner with a hooker playing footsie Phone in my hands at all times like I'm a pimp fuck shrimp We eat steak wine and cheese plate Bronsonline the name is ringing out in each state Play it cool or taste the weapon time to meet fate My feet slide just like a hockey player Eating yakitori getting hammered in the sake lair She Sucks happy ending shower Wifey making dinner I'll be home about an hour Crush the sour dutches from the Netherlands My rolling skills is undefeated yo you'll never win I bring the devil in Bronson known for his benevolence Polo fitted with a leather grip I wash my dick in the sink right when I wake up Twisted from the night before raw inside a frightening whore Hop in the whip and go for breakfast Fried eggs and prime steak that's straight from out of Texas Damn I'm living reckless smoking all day just like the brisket My beard is golden brown just like a biscuit Everyday I'm thinking should I risk it add another number to statistics Or use the breast milk to eat my Crispix I'll feed her coke for a dick suck Put a fucking roman candle up in this bitch butt Now it's on the computer got the pussy moister than Bermuda Pop a hole right through her throat that's no joke 'cause I'mma shoot her Yo three verses ain't enough anymore these days man Fuck This shit is rawer than a tuna on a plate for eighty dollars Or the sex that I be having though I hate my baby momma It's always drama she got too much time on her hands Watching Tyra steady planning a plot on your man My eyes are open like an owl though Animosity trying to get the paper sour dough But if I die before the hour go Just place the Ballys on my feet and smoke my body like a pharaoh ho Egyptian fixtures patties by the colliseum Guns from Russia I turn 'em to a ballerina Cop the work then they bagging coke Transporting interstate Carolina to Tobacco Road To the knee or to the ankle where the jacket go Master flow work now so I got cash to blow When I'm older leather on a rugby shoulder I'm top dogging if I'm lying may they slump me over Thirty thousand for the DNA swab don't quit your day job You batty boys ain't even on my radar Order breasts of veal at Walt Frazier's Dog my women come in all flavors fold paper Lord save us Complete a drug deal in a rental rented from AVIS Best believe my motherfucking Timberlands pounding the pavement Dog I lay with hoes I smoke butter the same color as Jalen Rose Stand on the balcony naked just screaming Fuck it I made it Every meal I eat steak to make a statement Patrick Bateman thirty Mexicans in the basement let's get it shaking The whole block's smelling like bacon My shorty keep it real take a shit out the car window Hide money in a Nintendo Got a degree in dental Cook like she down in the delta Wrestled the gator for the foot display River monsters Dog the Bounty Hunter Open bally stuntin' this is Southern Califronia summer bitch It be the novelist bare-handed choke a hippopotamus I need to go to Drug-Dealing Anonymous Cheerio ship-flip like Rey Mysterio Me laid up with big money be the scenario Out the watch flew a canary it's cuckoo Let my man who just came home throw a party where you poo-poo Uh that is not a nice thought Get locked up in the afternoon I make it out by Night Court Long as I don't see that world I got the lawyer on retainer like a teenage girl Eating chicken parmesean in the holding cell My feet up hittin' my G-Pen yeah you know me well Quadruple-black coupe smacks for if you act stupid No love here motherfuckers I clap Cupid jump in the black Buick Then make a sharp right My mother wrist is so cut look like a shark bite And when I play the guitar I'm always on acid She said I look like David Justice when she see me floating in the Maxima It's me Peel the top off the can of Pellegrino Lost my money at the tables but I got it back in Cee-lo I'm trying to have the bank account with all the Zero's Rolling Camaros Jose Canseco was my hero Swing the bat like I swing the 'Lac Snap my fingers and they bring the crab Wave my hand and they bring the bag For your body motherfucker 'cause you old news And then you see me fucking skip away in boat shoes Fucko amethyst on the knuckle On the arm something Spanish with a bubble Uh it's big trouble in Little China All of the china hidden inside of a big vergina Uh I'll pile drive her through the bed Hit the strip get my motherfucking bread don't you say a word bitch I need the gators just to match the vest Have my apprentice put the stainless to a bastard's chest Come out the sweatsuit Do a triple back flip into the red coupe Comehold my dick while I take a piss Shake it off put it back in my boxer shorts Ride in the drop top lobster Porsche Inside the joint I got some pasta sauce Uh stalking the street just to put the fork in the beef Coffins are cheap seats are very soft in the Jeep The lights hit me at the club my skin was like a chicken And now my leather to the ankle by my Pippen This feels crazy and I hoping I don't blow it That goes to show I'm still a human under all this glow Needless to say I'm exceeding while you pussies bleeding I guess your weight was not in season It's always me yeah uh Yeah beautiful magnifique straight up ah-ha No time for struggle 'cause we shining today Look out the window see me flying away It's a proven fact money make the world go round And a couple sweet words'll make your girl go down On the whole team 'cause you weren't taking care of business See me in a Bimmer see you in a Civic uh No time for struggle 'cause we shining today Look out the window see me flying away When I step up in the party yes I'm letting my nuts hang Tryna fuck a groupie bitch right on the hood of the Mustang From a place where they bust things hailing from Flushing Peace to Bloodstain Beamer custame On a California king where the thug lay The joint longer than Mutombo finger my features etch Shorty sniffin' lines like a sketch Tell her that I need my slippers fetched I need a wifey tongue longer than Kakey Shoot the gun right when I whistle plus she never will snake me Do a split on my dick If I'm sick she'll even clean me if I shit in my pants So I'm taking her to France with me Doing math like an Asian student I've been a truant three language fluent Blueish on the Buick Reddish on the hue of the cheeks on my booby Her body smoking like a dooby The joint rolled like a croissant mad butter Golden brown If I end up in the can then who gon' hold me down Probably no one They like it when you hot when you not They tell you eat a cock off the springboard I dive into the drop Gold watch like I just retired No socks in the loafer 'cause it's tacky At least I'm not up in Pataki's You catch me higher than a Shaq knee See me swerving side to side like Mutombo finger The bundle bringer guns are subtle Hear them clapping like the end of the huddle I might be big as a bear but nothing to cuddle Hop in the shuttle land in Russia It's a proven fact money make the world go round And a couple sweet words'll make your girl go down On the whole team 'cause you weren't taking care of business See me in a Bimmer see you in a Civic uh Guy Oh man would you tell these motherfuckers what it is please I gotta tell them what it is Guy Yeah I'm asking you to do me that favor Wilding the street that's what I'm about Guy What kind of bitch you like Man a bitch with a case on her rocket I need a bitch that's nice with knives I need a fucking wife You man put that weed back Guy How many dope fiends you've been locked up with Yo put that put that back put that back Guy How many dope fiends you've been locked up with Put that back put it back put it back I mean it Guy How many dope fiends have you been locked up with I've been locked up with the most wildest fucking dopeheads wild enough they don't even know they do dope Anywhere I go you know you're goin' with me Bobby and Whitney without the sniffin' Dog your bitch look like Eddie Griffin I'm three wheelin' keep the Chevy tippin' Big bearded Buddha bangin' bitches in Bermuda Barry Bonds barracuda Chattanooga Back alley shooter black Balley booter Catch me jumpin' out the plane like a black puma Stoned pump Depeche Mode Man all I see is red snow Left my man with a headstone on Edgecombe He was goin' for the glory in the end zone Am I gonna sell my soul That depends ho Man the vehicle's a rental speak gentle Stab your father while he's pissin' in the men's room Just can't seem to get you off of my mind All that seems we're goin' nowhere Only in America And I just can't seem to get you off my mind The best things in life are free All that seems we're goin' nowhere New-York city what the fuck is goin' on These mothafuckas won't play my song They sayin' that we soft they sayin' that we fell off They sayin' that these other fuckers better than us you gotta be kiddin' A bunch of pussies when you piss you gotta be sittin' You tie your hair in a bun and shirt in a knot You got the urge to suck the cock of Serge Ibaka Pictures of naked rappers hangin' in your locker You and your father never played catch he taught you how to twerk Since I've been on the Earth I've been lightin' up And I've been all around the world twistin' dykes and purp Shit light the earth The best things in life are free Orlando Magic warm-up suits and black Shaqs Ninety-five younger Bronson on the fast track To blast gat now I'm looking past that I want the cash stack higher than the NASDAQ I put the work in the downtime I'm cooking lamb A thousand Dutches in the air like it's a reefer jam Or risk the forest where the motherfucking rest your team be Peking duck and large liver goose carver Swiss Bally's smoke cigar just like a new father You know the motto jacket to the knee I can't help if I'm a fiend I had to tap into the beat Lord Spark a seance 'cause everybody lifted I'm like the strainer with the fucking powder being sifted up This is Queens Day alleys where the fiends play Yo cuff the Guess on the construction take it easy This for my people making sales until they back hurt See the beast on the creep they let the Mac squirt Bitch on the backs that do the dippies on the bikes and Loud pipes and rocking leathers like a wild Viking My man who just came home and some are going up Fiends up in the alley sippin Balley fucking throwing up Keep your mind straight focus on the prize Always diving into thighs blowing smoke into the skies Bronsonelli the problem we got the party reeking Never see us starving all my people hardly speaking When it's time though we form into a single file Spray the fucking ballcourt without hitting a single child Hop in the Beamer Pigeon popping the nina Getting top in a steamer scoping rock in a Tina Hooker that type of looker eat the pussy from the back Take the children to the school baking cookies serving packs all day Know the verbal is Oscar-winning You cop a squat to piss in only focused on them rocks that glisten Suppositories in the ass of you the green Fila with a Horsey how this motherfucking bastard do Bet the crib that you ain't fucking with this grown man I'll E. Honda a thousand slap you with the whole hand Sex a dime herbally a blessed time Check the rhyme motherfucker better recognize The eyes slanted from the origami I roll a quarter of the water Near the border where you oughta find me The Tamborine Man pumping while the Tyson burning Air Tech Challenge clay court checks balance Stay endorsing that weak shit my team spit That mean shit like stepping in some fiend's shit Now you sick to your stomach because you stunted Word got fronted another motherfucking jerk confronted Post pattern Lonnie threw the loaf at 'em Flushing motherfucker keep a toast up by the gold Saturn Little doulas on the block we tell 'em go stab 'em Relieve him of his shoes it's easier to toe tag 'em' Carhartt sets and Horseys like the Preakness Bronson love a freak bitch dining on that Greek dish Cash inside the case and now the judges want to play ball Since the last time I seen you boo I been around the world Drugs is gettin' twirled while driving something absurd Something you never seen gold and forest green Leanin' growl like a demon the tires smoking when I'm leaving Playing poker on the river boat Hid the ace long rifle in my bitch's coat Flip off the balcony knife to the throat ice in the coke Coke on the table wild n' out in Roanoke They had the freshwater bass served five styles Flix with Ellen DeGeneres rockin' Perry Ellis Been a degenerate cutting ribbons with senators Knock on my door with balloons and that big check I'm not surprised though still dippin the five-0 It's all about survival me and Supplies man alive on arrival I got the drugs rolled perfect The gold turkish Flow furnished I been a earner just call me earnest Leave the logistics to attorneys but if its money it concerns me Yo wake the fuck up tell my bitch to pull the truck up Had the marijuana rolled up bitch this shouldn't be a hold up So much paper it don't fold up grab the plastic it won't mold up I'm on the boat smoking gold dust I marry ya niece cash me out in Paris for fleece Shoot the back of ya knees Gary Sinise Speaking Arabic in Greece Grown men turn the keys to cheese as I water ski Belize I seen a lot but I ain't seen it all Dreams to ball but I ain't talking bout Seton Hall Hot red Lamborghini special seat and all Plus the doors open up like a season whore Now you motherfuckers are sour wishin' you had the vision Could've been doing division stay in the coupe like a pigeon Apartment is getting close to the roof ya boy is risen Greek men jump off the back of the boat for dinner Barehanded snatch up a octopus I'm a winner Grill it hit it with olive oil and lemon Then kiss my fingers efharisto that was delicious Catch me on Venice Beach working on my base no blonde streak Swimming trunk thirty grands in arm's reach I'm on the boat in the water like a swan's feet To show respect you kiss both sides of the Don's cheek Call my homie tell him meet me down in Lido Beach for lunch Placido Polanco crib his bitch was black She started purring I kissed the cat Aristocrat wrist dancing like a disco bass In the holster same shit color as Sisqo's hair Cheat off a Chinese kid just like a school test I'm on the hunt for loot jump out the chunky coupe Hold on wait till it thunder here's the gun to shoot Beige leather to the calf where my math at You gonna babysit my joint Then pussy pass that I'm getting paper regardless I'm never facing no charges I got your honor under the armpit The gavel slam and I walk Hammer dances on the porch downtown gallivanting with a horse Two different drugs to choose I need the third thing Oriental style shirt Flapping in the wind like a bird's wing I need that good green ugh motherfucker need that good green I got the face like a grown lion my people hold iron Predict the weather by the wind like an old Mayan Hold my son up show him to the kingdom While all his blood brothers became drug runners in England Made in Queens Handball courts and forties Shorties smoking blunts spades in the corner We moving white like David Spade in the sauna All the money chronological it look like callaloo Provide the crew designer suits exotic food Erotic nude and polished shoes impala smooth Roll up looking like Sinbad with the earring Lightskin sucking my penis while I'm steering Fuckin' standin' like the Notre Dame logo right now Just leave this shit man If I choose the right horse Never take the night off Ever since I came out Fold a wire hanger through your nose take your brain out Hey now on the stage I'm like great balls of fire One more year I'll be on Lake George retired Big steak like a Jeep tire Season up some biceps and throw 'em in the deep fryer I'm sick like feedin' squirrels the summer in a bubble jacket If this was ninety-six I def' had The Tunnel packed in Big beard like I'm lumberjackin' Mash the pedal of the eight fifty sound like the thunder crackin' I'm in a club with a condom on Microphone attached to my head so I can dance my little heart out Don't make me bring the white guitar out Like the one in Wayne's World that was shinin' in the window Since thirteen I been a nympho uhh Fuck That's Delicious on box set Me and my mans smokin' on big drugs and feasting on the ox leg Stand in the store with twenty Ahmed's Bazookas on shoulders hundred pounds of C4 in a stroller I just dropped a million kroner I'm a stoner You lack culture I'm a psychedelic image of a black vulture Trapped inside a past soldier uhh I just blew my motherfuckin' high man I been high since I was this big motherfucker And when I die make sure you spread my blood on a BMW Albanian style I wanna die by machine gun I mean man I made million off molasses yesterday I'm only rhymin 'cause I'm nice I don't even give a shit no more Look at the game say bitch I deserve you Here forever that's my word boo I know my words slurring now but when I sober up I just called to see how the fuck you've been holding up I know you heard your boy's been hopping out the Rover truck Long remove from when I rode the bus Now I'm diving up in Polish sluts With the gorgeous butts And she love it when I throw her in the Cobra clutch Window half down Smoke trickle out Stripper vixen out the blouse Put the pickle in the pouch No more sushi style reserved for the past days Big joints filled with hash in my ashtrays We still fam' though we chose different pathways I heard you're sniffing Cleaning plates like the Cascade Death's the only thing that's certain Once was the cash fades Fuck it I'm getting money til my last days Your number changed and I ain't recognized the ringtone So pardon for the unannounced The rain you know I've been gone Flip the fucking beat up I was looped around the planet In the coupe with the cannon With the car and the camera Paparazzi never flashed The days are way beyond us Fact they never flash and I'm below the surface honest Never blast my way out I stroll out pull by Under the nose of anybody that knows not Check-in's out of courtesy 'cause these are not requirements Wait until our time is up iron and the niacin Boomer Esiason flying out the Lion's den This is weird science inside a siren's blend I hit the solid ten water just a little splashing Loop it up and bring it back man 'cause this is Action With the team money be the dream I take it multicolor baby it ain't gotta be green On the other side of earth with the queen I'm from Queens Shit 3 different types of forks for a Monday lunch Tamarind punch higher than a javelin jump Italian sluts my whole battalion is nuts We rock medallions and such Don't even step within six feet of my presence Leave you open like the desert Def Leopard Fresh pepper Did I mention steer the whip with one arm like Jim Abbott Chocolate sauce over thin rabbit If these opportunities arose before we would've been had it Shorty sniffing haddock in the attic I been an addict in these streets in my pants I've even shatted Then sat in it sadly Two things about to cop a few rings And eat paper thin slices of the Blue Ling Shoot eagles on a Jack Nicklaus course Porsche with the triple exhaust Seats soft like a midget's cough I never thought that this could be my life Russian mistress and Parisian wife Always seasoned rice the animals you find in the jungle on the table sculpted in ice Throw the dice Leg drop after a big boot Dive out the chopper in the water uh No splash Olympic shit Ayo the spliff look like a shrimp when it shit Smoke the shark Greg Norman shit me and Robert Horry in a foreign whip Motherfucka I was born to live And born to fuck a lot of pussy without spawning kids You said that I was worthless Sure enough the toxins came up to the surface I'll take your oxygen I'm perfect Better bring your iron to the skirmish Step on heads of serpents smoke detergent Robert Downey Jr. rotate image Old money in the bag look like sauteed spinach bitch Manicurin' like a China spin out the beamer at the arena Bitches spot me like a cheetah Wild life wild nights with your wife Now who the one that be turnin' the wheel in the old Deville Step in the field suckas know I'm real Long sword down the leg so I stand still Red beard so I resemble Jim the Anvil Neidhart ride dirty in the five sharp Hand skills Jean Claude fine art Put my head right through the Monet ole All the drugs I smoke my lungs are probably coal gray Ice on the Rolly dykes on the pole play Gravitatin' towards the money 'cause it brings me joy Only thing next to my baby girl and baby boy Drop Mercedes toy With your moms butt naked cookin' eggs like Ving Rhames in Baby Boy You know the outcome you ain't about none Smoke 'til my mouth numb Hold the chopsticks at the top you know I'm upper class Grab the sizzle beef with my teeth Hop in the vehicle lit the keef Back in the streets it's me Smokin' blueberry like a muffin Yo I'm the one your lady lovin' Just tell that bitch I need a scrubbin' And don't forget the chicken in the oven Never burn a dinner spend cake on cheese Red mirror lenses in the gray Oakleys Flip out the plane with a cape on skis Girl I really love it when you're dancin' on me Dancin' on me dancin' dancin' on me No time flat I'm gonna be on TV With a big batty gal skin tropical I'm doin' all the things you never seen possible Daddy did the three-piece and mommy brought the cloak out Nowadays you can catch me out in So Cal Spendin' five stacks in a week in the grow house Now I'm highed up makin' popcorn Flip the bag this side up Then sit back on the couch And let me put my penis in your mouth 'Cause girl I really want some head tonight You can find us in the garden like Spike on any night Encrusted in some ice that look bluish in the light Spanish on the mistress Jewish on the wife Shootin' like a Piston aim for proper distance Live from London number crunchin' Drivin' gloves with some Asian bitches rubbin' me with sponges Expensive lunches wages off of hunches I bet the dogs and if I win it then the paper yours Pack your bag wash your pussy then leave Meet me at the airport the plane is leaving at 3 She said alright blew smoke through my nose It's the talented younger stallion no Pinocchio nose Please stop your shit's all hype dude Meanwhile the wrist all spiteful Just be real that shit's not like you Man you know these things go through a cycle Straight from Queens rock fatigue all weather Fila three-quarter cream feet all leather Never sing the blues man my team mo' better We blow cheddar au four feta City lights shine bright on my complexion Self-reflection red hands flashing at the intersection Life is green-lit one star no script Supporting actors fresh peaches no pit I love my people considered as my brothers Came from different mothers came up in the same struggle Some estranged some deep up in the game still Money separate believe you know the fame will Ayo macerate the fruit tap it over angel's food Yeah we gettin' loot Timberland the boot Kush is by prescription prolific in the kitchen People on my dick because I'm vicious with the diction House shoes and some khakis on the west Hit the beach up twist the Cheech up let the beat thump Never fuckin' with the crab that's pre-lumped Makin' bitches sign a pre-nup Chocolate with the mean rump Serve some cream stuff shit to make the fiends jump Crispy greenery tropical the scenery Believe you me this shit ain't always what it seem to be I'm feastin' dolo down in Eataly I'm in the street like a hooker's feet I'm known to sit on leather I'm smokin' hash and marijuana 'cause it go together Three in the morning we on the corner rockin' Polo sweater It might be the illest track I ever wrote I'm sippin' something I gotta sip before I rap Medication in the plastic bag I'm a man motherfucker you're a half a fag My chest is hairy like the Cubans rocking silk In the eighties on Miami beach You're just a rabbit that be captured by the falcons feet I hunt for the meat see me we can thump in the street Fuck around leave you slumped in your seat 'Cause we're coming from Queens every platter is Zagat rated Caramelized up bulls are getting castrated Hold up hold up someone pass the weed to me Fuck a routine I'm switching up the scenery Boats with decks strictly using throats for sex Yoga stretch open pussy like a sofa bed Key lime spear fishing off the Yucatan Grab a barracuda higher than a parachuter Pair of shooters Anthony and Harper Caciocavalli dog I'm sharper than the archer I'm an artisan down for bi-partisan 'Cause everyone getting paid see me with the freshest fade Charles Oakley gecko belts and durangos I fuck good and make big seeds like a mango NFL ready sculpted for the clay court Simple spaghetti shifting in the gray sport Suck my dick bitch real good Mother fuck a kid Action Bronsolino suck my balls No disrespect ma I'm tryna eat the pussy Lift your legs over you head so I can taste the tushy King Thrust is what they call me at the hooker house Hundreds pounds of pressure right in a hookers mouth Put it in from behind its the salad I toss She ride me like a maniac Best believe the bitch a brainiac She known to keep a fresh shaven cat Milk chocolate and her eyes like the sun Keep a loaded twenty-two inside her thighs and her buns Her pussy lips are tight just like the box of a nun She'll have a fiend itchy and scratchy for rock in the slums Boosting in the boostiere I give my favorite Goose away just to get a closer look at how the juices spray Fucking tired can't go no more My raps are marinated days ahead Jalapeno cream cheese on the raisin bread That's for breakfast I've got a death wish you never catch Bronsolino in a necklace I'm on the block like tetris Caddy green Northstar engine Muthafucka you knocked my teeth out Hey Sticks come on Big willy I'm fuckin' whores Since a youngin' grabbed the pistol skipped the chores Hit the weed and said It's on Got with my older Loc's they threw your boy a zone Before my mom could smell the scent that shit was gone Movin' on to bigger things now don't call my phone Carry chrome I think them boys after me But I shoot fast like athletes Number one Magic flipper I'm Anfernee Oops threw a couple at your coupe Mr. Hard-top don't fuckin' lose your roof Empty most of the clip shit only got one sin Where's Waldo at Put this bitch to his lens Got the dimes all wrapped on his block like you're still friends Still low from the po-po no L's in the Volvo Caught a statuatory rape 'cause the steak wasn't mature I'm laid out by the lake you lay with inflatable mates I lace my shoes tight and ready for the paper chase I like my girls with African bodies and Asian face Only pink pills placed in my dressing room Pineapple juice roast turkey If I want I got a bitch to suck a thirty dick circle Then hop up in a cab this just to serve a bitch purple Come back make rice for the fellas Every single person rockin' leather Cheddar attatched my mental is hatched from the medicine cabinet Rock a shirt got the pattern of the wilderness habitat I make kids NFL ready Yours are twenty-three wearin' bibs slurping spaghetti Your family cancer took her tits off Don't even look us in the eye Spit the shit to make a lesbian cry dyke See me wiggle the Porsche keys Grapes crackers gorgeous cheese Shifting gears left handed at mighty morphin' speeds She suck me off while I torch the weed She throw the drug in her butt She hasn't shit for days She chill with dykes from the state right where the Mystic play You got a nice white dick That's what the sistas say Hit the switch then I switch the lane Dipped 66 in grey Lines laying on my shoulder Olive green loafs covering my toes up Loud cover my clothes with that five wagon coke I'm doper than a salsa singer's nose Smoke somethin' Cinderella Ballerina import important passports Money cools the heart but can't be too rude Mind frame and attitude of a young Uncle Scrooge You roody poo's get abused Hulk Hogan Ultimate Warrior The eggs get boiled Clash of the Titans Conan the Destroyer Turn tables with the young Clark Gable Different mind fables Syrup pours like maple I'm watching cable Plus my building marble housing structure Prescription deductible That Ultramagnetic Rhyme force like a lama spit Electrifying Just like a Blanka hit They duckin' like the Gaza strip No worries got it covered like Islamic chicks I promise to body every beat The hunger is bottomless So peep game But they fronted so you know that we can't follow it It gets deep and you can tell the way That she swallows dick My brain is a lethal weapon Tongue projects them hollow tips The vision so vivid Feeling like you might've lived it But you didn't You bit it the minute that we delivered it Just admit it get the Medikit Break it into two like subject and predicate Coppa for president Yeah good hoodie shorty got the good pussy Sniff coke off a crisp hundred Stay blunted silk pants sip France Chicks dance I stand in the pimp stance West coast laid back feel the breeze Burnin' trees in diplomas earn degrees In the winter mockneck circle ski Wanna party pop that purpley Oh shit happens in the building Scrape the women hide the children Give a bitch rimshot like a Zildjian Me and Mildred eating like a pilgrim Huh yo Tommy Lasorda Dodge bullets dive into the water True lies diamonds at the porter Shoot like Terry Porter pimpin' with your Asian daughter I'm always ready for a minor bid Not for long 'cause I need me some vagina kid Tryna catch strange soup in the silk Well-built with the coupe in the kilt I need some mouth from a woman I couldn't get it so I took it though I shouldn't Sick shit like Ferrara with the footage Stick shift in Ferrari oh my goodness Hood bitch sweatpants good tits Big bitch make me want to tackle her Fuck around Urlacher her Enough of that I'mma shoot dice abusin' the wall 'Til I cruise on the shore barbecues on the four Mad drugs on the table and I'm doing 'em all And I'm never gon' fall Last time we locked eyes slapped hands with the kid Now you rambling kid you should have handled that shit When you see me motherfucker better handle your biz Better handle your biz Put the flame to his sneakers I'm a pyro Barrel revolutions got us spinning like a gyro The suitcase is filled with filo Here's a side-note Fuck around leave you on the side road Five stars on the dinner plate Pardon 'em see me studded like Cardamom Play your part 'cause you don't really want no part of 'em Take the key out the ignition shouldn't have started 'em Joints twisted like a sprained foot Red beard big blue eyes a strange look It's like I'm chopping down trees Jump out the chopper on skis maltese I'm stunned by the mountains and the sunrise Stash work in the mattress where your son lies Enter the casket under dirt and the guns cry I'm going out blazing squeezing at the one time You ain't a boss you just playin' boss Pop him in his head pray on his corpse Knee on his neck and his sternum Askin' for forgiveness when I'm done I'mma burn him You dancin' with the demons I know you see the European leanin' And the chain and watch gleamin' And you thinkin' this a dreamin' Welcome to the nightmare Blunts the Delorean This shit'll travel light-years But you gon' end up right here My rap style is impeccable Standing still in the mirror but seein' my reflection move Phantom no vehicle ghost no vehicle A Ouija board it ain't weed what the fuck I need it for And what the fuck you got me heated for Real cool nigga show you what the heat is for Ghost and Bronson shoot like Bronson Cook you like Swanson now look at your conscience All I want to do is buy boots ride coupe hide loot Uh flick chives in the soup Stick knives where you poop Backflips off the ledge hang-glide off the roof Land on one leg see me all up on the front page Holding a pump gauge ready to dump aim At your nuts like the mouth of a whore Somersault Cadillac on the door I been gorgeous good friends with the florist Transportin' work in the Sequoia Now the chandeliers inside the foyer feet wrapped in snake The rug gotta hibernate jacket tryna find a mate Choke a duck lay it on the plate Snap my fingers for the waiter come and pour the grapes What's the word baby Only vision out my home window Suede kicks shootin' ball at the park Thousand on the free throw you just a Webelow I'm a full-grown human half my leg covered in Ewings You know a pussy gettin' ruined to the point where it doesn't even work Taz and Bugs Bunny on the shirt Hop up in the Jag and skirt While I show you how the magic work Take a bastard lay him down in dirt Aim at your apple with the archery Chef with the tweezers place the parsley for me Person in the travel car seat's a G I'm gettin' V while you home beatin' meat Can I sense I'm a stud Drink the blood of the snake Burn a fake at the stake Drinkin' grapes with the steak Make a cake for your wake Jamaican dancers on your face rockin' 8's To the back with the hat lean back in the 'llac Crack the window hear the soldier styles and that in back Ain't no Cat in the Hat just a cat that can rap This is Bronson representing Flushing Queens on the map Heavyweight primate with a Harvard mind Blunts filled with the citrus mixed with orange lime Pussy drip when the thought of Action come to mind Born to ride winter spring summer shine Bonafide eyes wide run and hide You don't want the revolution to be televised Terrorfied from the Arab mountain death camps With the iron burning hot give you chest stamps Phone calls with the cloth over the mouthpiece With or without leaf burn about an ounce chief To the neck like a razor for the stubble Raised inside the struggle blazin in the huddle yeah Dig a hole throw the lamb in it Left the slippers in the sand motherfuckers couldn't stand in it It's Barry Horowitz rap I pat myself on the back Don't fake the funk on a nasty dunk Shaq I attack Close the window to your soul weed inside my lungs burn These old suckers gettin placed into a young urn Specialized like the little bus Use my chubby little finger first to stimulate the clitoris King Kong ain't got shit on us I'm out here gettin it for real while you motherfuckers filibust' Weed in my finger flicker I'm on a solo mission Started at pole position eyes on the long division As it burn my thumb I roll another one Quite persistant that's why they call me my mother's son Shoot the cold gift leave your ho stiff Make your ho sniff Hootie and the Blowfish Obey the coke king 'Cause every motherfucker in rockin loaded I'm on that old shit Five minute beats one take raps No false stories of my gunplay stats Drugs sit beside me blunts stay fat Hand-craft the music rhymes stay acoustic Pies and Thighs on my mind all the time roll the lime Fuck rap I was class with my bus pass Early nineties Tom Selleck with the moustache Your eyes are blind to the diamond in the rough Needle in the hay charismatic character far from amateur Spider senses so I'm scanning the parameter Straight from scrubs so my uncle is a janitor Love my Mother hate a motherfucker hate a piece of shit hate a cocksucker Stand beside me motherfucker you're my brother Came from different pussies but we share the same supper Five minute beats one take raps No false stories of my gunplay stats Drugs sit beside me blunts stay fat Blunts stay fat blunts stay fat West Palm Beach betting on a dog race Bitch with me big titties and a small waist Pistol noise shiftin' in a Hitler toy Kick shit young Ruud van Nistelrooy Eating brisket chilling at the bris Knuckles like I punch walls metal in the fist Smoking seven kinds of pepper and shit Veteran shit give Melissa Etheridge a dick Stroke pussy like a cat lover My kids are mixed that means they got a black Mother And their Father's a G Strictly Oolong on the tea the shirt straight from nineteen ninety-three man with the ski Peace to lo-lives Brooklyn smart crew Queens Sharp tooth fiends in the chartreuse jeans Old Girbaud shit pockets in the front Waist thirty-three odd sizes out of Marshalls Five minute beats one take raps No false stories of my gunplay stats Drugs sit beside me blunts stay fat Blunts stay fat blunts stay fat Kid Queens shit Blue Chips shit Yeah here I am again Big Fuckin' Body it's me We done came a long fucking way from stealing out the supermarket man I'm out here oh my god We out here so fuckin' heavy man Mr. Motherfuckin' Marvelous Himself But enough about me man and more about myself We out here all types of big situations on the table man And I'm just pulling my chair up man Let me put my motherfucking paper plates up man I had the most fuckin' tunas in the house Rice game soup game ridiculous man I had all a dat man Soap deodorant on stack Two buckets under the bed man You must be outchea motherfuckin' mind man Platinum in the street You must be out your fuckin' head Do me a favor with that light the candle Is that the Hawaiian Rayman Aight I get the same one every single time I don't understand this At the piano with a glass of pino All red silk like I'm nino Custom made shit I weight one hundred forty kilos Sneeze on my hundreds of hoes on their knees blow from Montego The way my hair look you swear my name was Rodrigo Lay low if you can't do it then just say no If you ain't built to play this game then you get halo'd I put a lot of fiends in k-holes I'm just a bastard with a bad habit Bad back in a black Volkswagen Rabbit Black magic woman put a spell on me Fuck around and win a spelling bee I could walk under ladders still win the lotto Ten minutes flat built a boat in a bottle Roy Rogers bathroom sniffin' coke with a model Told her to Google me shit I might paint the Cougar green All this lechuga in my jeans I still see Freddy Kruger in my dreams Ain't nothin' moving but the cream Shit know I do it for team I just wanna hear em announce your name that's all I care about My knee is It's not bad these past few days That's all I care about Took a meeting up at Paramount Typecast as a romantic lead I'm classically trained for drug dealing But I wasn't good at drug dealing So I flipped shit rug ceiling Or got 5 quarters for the store Fuck knows what I'm saying anymore mane my mind is shot been working so motherfuckin' hard So I'm bout to light this motherfuckin' dab up Til the next time peace This my mothafuckin' game man I don't give a fuck what nobody says no more No more playing the sidelines Albanian style rock leathers in the sand I'll shoot my cousin for nothing dominant man Go visit fam with no problems on some normal shit Straight from Skopje Macedonia the floral lit Licorice liquor one cube a touch of water Watch it mix turn white like the Duchess' daughter I'm in the corner puffing Ganja with the musky odor Destination back of your throat cup of soda This is Bigelow Queens to Asbury Park connect Figaro My uniform Carhartt sweats and Gore-tex athletic horses on my chest and on my short sets The Leslie Nielsen of the weed and the words Naked gun the serial is scratched off Armed like Rocket in his prime blast off Push your seat back The Rickey Henderson of rap Jets hat underneath a little blubber lie the 6 pack Summer time I cop the musket with the kick back Then sit back stand up eyes low hit that This happens continuously throughout the night Now my eyes are like diamonds that's looking blue-ish in the light Like a prism shooting out hope honor and optimism Never stop it till we're coastal on the aqua mission Reach my hand in the water and grab a tuna Silhouette you see reflection of light right off the Mezzaluna That's a half moon wavy like my man's fade The European carry-all Color tan suede Handmade hand blades carve up your features I'm a creature Fiends get washed up like turtles on the beaches It's mating season make the verbal for your speakers Marijuana like the pussy I keep it crudo That's raw now I declare war You in the women's league I show you how a man score Look at my beard and my body like a grizzly I'm shoulder pressing 3 plates Still drinking vintage out the bottle with the cheese plate The Derek Harper with the low Caesar flow fever More than likely digging in your ho's beaver Drug smoke to my neck just like a turkey Dough dirty make your brother do a curtsy no mercy Van Buren cop Hershey Square Tyson and I'm in the mountains eating rare bison Clam chowder you ain't fucking with this man-power Straight from Queens where we're known to make your plans sour On and on push it through we won Never stop till the day we there I smoke drugs as if it's cigarettes Popping like a giga pet See my silhouette right behind me bitches pirouette That's a dance move it's origin is French I'm chilling in the park with several warrants on the bench Suspended license Over four years that's three cars after 'Cause I'm like a mush everything is a disaster Put 'em in the bathroom 'cause that'll be the answer Let 'em know I'm sick and every flow is like a cancer Catch a rooster cut his fucking nuts off Serve 'em for a hundred dollars sesame and plum sauce Try to dip the bill the Mexicans'll let the guns off Or cut you with a pleasure similar to getting nuts off Your whore told me that your putz soft Plus she caught you in the basement with a tranny getting sucked off Wheres your morals Your genitals are floral Like it in the back just like a fucking epidural Me I'm like a caveman raised from out the mountains Oriental bathhouses laying on the couches Cop a rub-and-tug until I'm spraying like a fountain Take a hundred out my pocket lay it on the counter Peace arrivederci bouncing towards the exit Asian lady crying because I left her fucking legs split Dookie blunt of regs 'til I'm pookie in the face Queens the kid's a star like a Mookie on the base The flows water like rafting on the Congo Take a hit of drugs and I'm passing like I'm Rondo Motherfuckers sweeter than when Omar kisses 'Naldo Get it straight sick so I simmer up the caldo de pollo Look in my eyes you know I'm royal Hustle up some money like Sidney and Billy Hoyle Puerto Rican shorty features like she's Rosie Titties like a motherfucking pocket full of posies Obama copped me the sandwich I dipped the cops like I'm Sanders For minor work get your momma murked napkin covered designer shirts 'Cause we eating like some animals to say the least Bronsolin' bust a nut right in your favorite niece Smoke in my lungs when I'm driving on the fast lane Steering with my knees and I'm rolling almost wrecked the car Squatting twelve plates all I do is set the bar Call your father your a doula coulda stacked the bar Making dough baking bread just like the French Hustle until we're living right sleeping on the benches Swinging for the fences helicopter chauffeur Cyclops catch you with the lasers and the lenses Arnold Palmer on the graphic in the beverage Everything I do myself I'm using that for leverage About to rape the game 'til this motherfucker hemorrhage Moat around the crib and garages full of Benzes I'm like a young Bill Kazmaier swollen from the juice Primobolan in my hemoglobin chiefin' on the spruce Rocking all white silk shorts just stop at the knee Stay saucy like a pasta with the broccoli who's stopping me You gotta be out of your mind I'm an anomaly Salt and pepper beard distinguished look just like I'm Connery Escape the rocks see me rollin' through the furnace If I make it to the top it's 'cause this motherfucker earned it Well since I'm high straight polenta from the pot On some bad lieutenant shit show me how you suck a cock Pocket full of Mozza catch me fucking with some lesbians I love chocolate just like Colagaro from Flushing out to Kosovo My family pedigree picnics with Berettas Filas on the slippers windbreaker pants and sweaters Very clever ancient blood line gettin' cheddar Cobblestone the streets shifting manual in Benzes Neighbor with the hoxha him and all his shit offends So we gather up the lamb he sacrifice it properly Stuff and twist with cabbage leaves smoke exotically Control the whip with one hand listen to Hendrix Loaded magnum chrome tucked by the appendix Every sentence like the Machu Picchu descendants When I rhyme I'm always on time perfect attendance I'm living splendid blowing sticky in a rented The olive oil virgin first press it's never blended kid I'm straight raw like Carpaccio I'm just a heartthrob straight off the screen just like DiCaprio Fuck your feedback respect the moustache You're like a forty dolla holla from Guadalajara Respect the moustache Motherfuckers ain't promised tomorrow Roll the drugs just like I'm Morimoto hold my nuts in my hand That's when I pose for photo doggy I'm often dolo 'Cause I'm an only child plus I love the silence Just me and my thoughts one hand grip the hooptie wheel Soon you'll see me in the Coupe Deville Eating stupid veal steady aimin' shoot to kill Walk with a cane but no I'm not a pimp Pinkie in the air martini glasses full of shrimp pussy Me and my mother drivin' to the grocery store Me ridin' shotgun with my window rolled down She smoked cigarettes and gets what she gets by Hustlin' harder rollers and a nightgown Me and my father driving to the football game Me ridin' shotgun my window rolled down He sipped Cognac and kept us all laughin' I was much happier when he was around When he was around Zen he was around Miss lady You could have been born a little later but I don't care So what if your head sports a couple of grey hairs Same here and actually I think that's funky Miss lady It looks to me like you need a little juice in your life So call me when that big ole house gets lonelyfied And I'll teleport from here to there You show me how it's supposed to be done I'll make sure you have young fun High's the cost of living I take what I have been given Pastor say be strong Ain't that much time left I've got to funk you now Lord be havin' mercy on my soul I'm havin' the impression that my life gonna be a bowl of cherries But it's very hard for me to cope Got tired of being broke This ATLien ain't' got no time to sit and mope Made up my mind while ya'll made up yo beds On a cold wooden floor is where I lay my head Never thought I'd make it this far Still battlin' in this racial war Tryin' to find solutions to the situation I'm facin' Only thing that's free is my flow that yall be chasin' Lettin' my niggas know before I go I drop that knowledge like dropping books Let's stop the crooks from robbing of your brains and such You enter my hood you won't be findin' much Hope that when I'm gone ya'll remember this What we stood for fuck that fame and that glitz It's beginning to look a lot like the ending Got to be more careful know what corners you be bendin' Revelations getting impatient I pray there's a god at the end of all this Life is short take more baths Children of the cornbread I've never been to afrika Sorry I forgot to call you back Obviously oblivious How good a friend are you Big girls are beautiful to me Fruit snack addict Umm you still on yo' pyramid Across cultures darker people suffer most Ok hand over the cure and stop playing I've never had fackbook twitter or instagram Everything is temporary The year was 1975 That night crickets cried They knew what was going down Three girls travel a long country road And one said she thinks it's time This baby wants to come right now I was scufflin' going to school I was scufflin' working at night And you know what yeah I truly believe And that's why I tell a lot of parents Single parents don't tell me what God can't do I made sure you had I never felt like you should be deprived of anything If a man didn't want to take care of his child You move on and that's what I did yeah I moved on He always wanted to be a father But he never took care of you He ain't have no money He ain't have nothin' How can you care about somebody And you never give the welfare of them And I knew I had to go that road by myself Its about to get bananas in here Hey look at that ape over that baby Now go down low don't stop now swang like orangutang Now take it slow go on an walk now and watch him do his thing But just don't tap the glass Black or blue purple or yellow The world is like a coloring book To get the whole picture each other it took I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds We started out so cute in our baby pictures That mommy shot for our daddy so that he wouldn't forget you He forgot anyway but hey one day hell remember If not hes human Im human you human well forgive him God gives him his ultimatum can't see how momma hates him Hes such a cool a-s guy then wonder why she date him Im only 8 Im not old enough guess its complicated Two parent dwellings expelling have got so underrated I only say this in cadence so it dont get negated I was gon save it for later but later look like maybe This crazy lady named Kesha is guessing my Mercedes Would be all new and through but its the nineteen eighties But now that we are cool she sippin Irish Baileys She say Stacks youre true blue I call her Kesha she like it because its hood to her I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds You can't imagine the immensity of the fuck Im not giving About your money and man servant at the mansion you live in And I dont wanna go places where all my ladies can't get in Just grab a bottle some boys and lets take it back to my basement And get sleazy sick of all your lines so cheesy Sorry daddy but Im not that easy Im not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it and work it Imma take it back to where my man and my girls is Sleazy get sleazy get sleazy get sleazy 'cause imma get I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont mean to critique on your seduction technique But your moneys not impressing me its kinda weak That you really think youre gonna get my rocks off Get my top and socks off by showing me the dollars in your drop box Me and all my friends we dont buy bottles we bring em We take the drinks from the tables when you get up and leave em And I dont care if you stare and you call us scummy 'Cause we ain't after your affection and sure as hell not your money honey I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I dont need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I dont need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds Ah Li'l D welcome to Soul Stack Records So I hear you like to be a star Well the price of fame is not cheap I hope you got what it takes But all we want is your soul give it to me All we want is your soul give it to me Soul Shawty I got that Lil' D make a beat make it hop back Like a Rabbit Volkswag or a Cadillac I'ma show you how to do a record contract You earn it the old fashioned way I'm already gold in the hood past the plate and I'm Sellin' million records I can't wait and I'm Gonna do whatever it takes to 'til I'm straight got soul sell it You see all these people out here on this street Eddie See they got blues I'm talking 'bout they poor They broke they hungry that's blues Well the blues can live in Buckhead too I know it's just a richer shade of blue But it's still blue I can feel it listen He got everything he want But everything he need money don't buy Now if that ain't blues I'll say listen oh They look at you All they see is dollar sign Now if that ain't blues I'll say listen A rich shade of blue Okay you snappin' A rich shade of blue Well I'm just playing what I feel and it sure feels good I see I'ma have to bring you down to Bankhead more often 'Cause you goin' off A rich shade of blue Or we can take it to Buckhead and do it Peachtree style A rich shade of blue Everybody fall down sometime yeah just like that Oh but you gotta get back to the place where they know your face And they don't mind if you cry sometimes They listen 'cause they cry too I guess it ain't where you from it's where you at It's my birthday and I'm having the best worst time of my life A rich shade of blue Man we stand out on this corner any longer You gon' make me rich Love is in the air Te quiero mi quieres Te adoro I confess I love you do you love me I adore you can't you see Darlin' to me you are fantastic For you I will swim the entire Panama Canal And you will be my girl I will dance the flamenco with a flamingo In the streets of Miami all night long Until you hear my song Yes I know call me crazy Call me insane as long as you call me life without music's Like life without love Man if we had no music what would we dance to What would we sing to How would them babies learn their ABC's And birds would have nothing to sing Life without music This is terrible We wouldn't even whistle And we wouldn't have a heartbeat 'Cause we wouldn't know what a beat was Life without music Man we wouldn't even have no ring tones Shawty the phone wouldn't even ring It would just vibrate At least nobody will be able to download your songs She's got a point We'll go have to do something 'bout this I'm so cool I could be an Eskimo Even in the summer at my house it snows Ooh I'm always chillin' like it's forty below I'm so hot I'm cold cool kitty Cool kitty I'm a cool cat Meet me at the corner of cool and ice Where all the girls hang out you know the spots The cars are fast and the motors are loud If I were you I would be in the crowd Oh Peanut we love you baby Do I watch cartoons Require something to browse it Talk what you heard pay your penny That means I could throwdown oh yeah and free your body When we come to your town oh yeah Jump up and touch the sky Fall till you hit the dance floor oh yeah I promise if you give it all you got Every time they want more Yeah more yeah more yeah Jump up and touch the sky Fall hit the dance floor oh yeah I promise if you give it all you got Every time they want more Yeah more yeah more yeah Ooh wait we got this thing pumpin' like That's better than throwin' up I'm Eddie and with my heart I love you or what I'm Kim and I'm Kam I'm on the turntables and I make the keyboard jam I'm Philly Phil and I play bass So I got that bottom bow your bottom You know who I am I'm Tamika And with this here guitar I'm a superstar Hey all people I'm Madison and I'm a No Madison you're supposed to let them know what instrument you play Oh um I play violin and I think we're comin' to the end bye I would find you ninja styler Alright Westley Funkaneers today we go to war I want you to man your instruments Hello Well lady your instruments whatever You know what I'm talking about Because we have a big problem on our hands And I say before we let this blob take over our city We funk him outta town Ya'll ready Blob you goin' down But the war continues Thanks to every last one of you courageous Funkaneers Atlanta can sleep tight tonight Because you faced your problems head on You didn't run away from 'em And that's how true players do it They get straight to it at ease soldiers Ran into a night owl rollin' White Owls Girl it's been awhile since I hit a White Owl I'm with it though she a centerfold Big ol' blunt look like tentacles She strip in Europe Interpol Don't remember her in her clothes I fucked her friend damn they was close Let's reunite let's get em close Hit 'em twice in a row hit a flight and I'm ghost That's the last time I seen her though She be gettin' too eager ho Stamp it like it's my visa Cheefin' off of these berries When the world gets heavy and it hurts to carry I'm her Midnight Mercenary Fiend She take me to a place that I never would discover Might never have another so I had to fuck her Reach into my pockets damn I ain't got a rubber See my nigga Ron like L. Ron Hubbard he be outta space Say he got a case of straps at the back of the hotel cupboard Check by the safe she say Boy you got it made Do you got a cape I ain't with the games ma do I gotta wait I'm quite impatient intoxication got me feelin' like procreating Girl I'm the baker you surely caking Stand back catch my amazing graces Photo finish and fornication Do you believe in love What's your drug What's your drug Take it all the way from the beginning Now comes the question of which intro do you use Do you use this intro or the other intro I was talkin' on But then that lets people know I had more than one take So maybe we should just not use this and use the other intro So people would think I just took it straight through You'd be surprised how many truths you can hide in flows I'm listenin' to this beat with my eyelids closed Thoughts keep flashin' and I keep laughin I never thought that I would fuck Irish hoes Maybe Asian bitches or Caucasian bitches Remember when I got to New York I was lost Because all I ever saw was Jamaican bitches I ain't barely know what Jamrock was Lil' country nigga God damn I was To you niggas talkin online until you make it this high Then you could never understand this buzz well Maybe if you put yourself in the shoes Of a nigga comin' straight out the South No gold grill just a east coast feel And a set of crooked teeth in his mouth Make them hoes bounce that can't get enough Niggas say I made it I ain't make it enough Man hang that nigga you a real lame ass nigga If you ain't got my tape in your truck Cole uhm world don't you forget that I think I lost my mind round the same time I lost my six pack But no sit-ups for me long as my dick still get up for me Long as a ho still give up for me She usually charge but she get us for free Scared of the days you'll be seeing me 'Cause my girl do not play coach DNP That's something for the hoop fans Just copped her the coupe man No drop top but a slot on the roof that can slide out And get a little sun while you ride out Ced on the beat let me vibe out Writin' rhymes out momma made it happen Could've been a lawyer but I made it rappin' He made it rappin' now at the shows he the main attraction Another shot of Henny so I'm faded askin' How long do this drug called fame be lastin' I'm on my night job my niggas riding my city understand us See a hundred bandits each put a hundred bands up They can't call us bandits no more Same hood same corner store But them same old hoes ain't wearing panties no more I'm on my night job slim waist with them fat thighs Never been baptized but she soak me all in her holy water I'm one of five she the only daughter she ain't used to sharing I ain't used to caring let's play truth or dare 'Cause lately my lifestyle's like dynamite I'mma go lights out like Dyna might Smoke one that I might I'm on my night job Always knew how to play these cards of mine Fuck rap we seen harder times Jump back like Vinny Carter prime I'm on my night job y'all niggas jivin' I'm back up in position Earnhardt I'mma catch some nigga slippin' Burn hard on a track and get to whippin' I'm on my night job why is it always blacks that get detention For my nigga with the pass to get the flip in Boy that trap is a accurate description I'm on my night job finally got Bassy off the corner I'm on my night job flew the posse out to Rome and Nigga word to Selassie I'm zonin' Got old niggas tryna bite 'cause they can't capture The feeling from days before the game passed 'em Niggas out here lookin' like a bunch of Dame Dashes Nicorette that's patchwork That ain't better than your last work Cigarette let the ash burn Omen said don't worry 'bout the last word Too high to riot that's my best excuse for being lazy Being an artist that's the best excuse for being crazy I've been so infatuated went to Clark and graduated Now she on my face time and my nigga she just masturbated Fuck a album release party I'm out in the streets shawty How many rappers I killed counted at least forty Nah I ain't God but shawty down on her knees for me I'm horny like that Coltrane album A Love Supreme that's cold-fame album Lately I've been dancing like a Soul Train album Lately silly making songs talkin' 'bout how they hate me They've been loving me this whole time My only adversary was my own mind Killed my ego now I'm snappin' like it's ten years ago With a gold mine of inspiration for y'all Fuck your co-sign that nigga can't fuck with Cole neither Don't ask for a feature we bring a whole liter of ether To eat ya we got heat for niggas keep reachin' If these bullets was heat seeking They wouldn't even reach you niggas I'm on my way my nigga just made bail My nigga just made bail Great health cheers to that Do this shit for Queens got my ears to that They hate us but not more they hate theyselves I guess that they gotta motivate theyselves We can never correlate you will never see my plane Right in front of you but your vision is so plain I see it more vivid seen it all did it Round these fake fucks still keep it authentic granted Give or take fucks how your measures rate us Damnit you'll never understand it And even though I'm so lit I've seen the cards handed and I replayed mine Hell yeah I'm on tilt But I'm never off handed gotta keep good time Free your mind and everything'll follow won't you My nigga just made bail Listen when you get a blessin you don't ask why You just pass forward and fast forward All my niggas from the hood got a passport And them girls already know we ain't ask for it Said she from the hood but her ass foreign Drive a Malibu but her gas foreign Her aspirations I can't relate with But I'm like a ghost 'cause my ass tourin Burn holes in all my clothes But I got merch and this cash for it Glass floors and no ceilings How I wish we could both feel it For all the ones gone 'cause I miss your breathing Any y'all saw came any y'all part Gotta race cars Penny my thoughts nah this shit premium Bas Free your mind and everything'll follow won't you My nigga just made bail And everything'll follow got to Free your mind and everything'll follow gotta Free your mind and everything'll Cole My nigga just made bail Tell the good Lord we gon raise hell We gon pop off like a fake nail Take the top off and get ill get ill get My nigga just made bail Tell the fuckin mayor he got hate mail Less shakedowns and more Shakespeare Please all these niggas don't care Prepare for the new shit that Cole is the truth shit Nigga this is Lu shit nigga this is Bas shit Meaning this some true shit telling you shit Bout the crew how we do shit who sick And tell my niggas in the two-six in the coupe I'mma kick back smoke a pool stick This for my new chick tryin get fit say she too thick Ain't no such thing as too thick what you wanna be a toothpick What you wanna get your cooch licked Well I'm tryna get my flute played If we the new slaves I am Frederick Douglass of rhetoric ahead the of the others You motherfuckas better get free This for that insecure girl your name I won't mention On Instagram straight flickin' Bitch you a nipple slip away from strippin' Might as well get your clientele up you a pioneer Them girls fuck for free I'm never buying there Save that shit for the D.R I rock crowns and these niggas rock tiaras or tiaras 'Cause I'm Pete Carroll left college and I fucked the pros up Guess it ain't luck when the luck just shows up Like every verse on the spot shit is never rehearsed You heard it first Bas My I swear to God Cole world We doin' it out here in the UK fool Y'all ain't ready I got Bas the Genius over there I got DJ Dummy downstairs I swear to God we doing this shit We gon' take on the world Free your mind and everything'll follow won't you won't you They putting prices on heads silver or lead I pray the scores settle before the devil notice you dead Got me smoking the potent my eyes open and Otis they red Thoughts of my eye roam and words that I hoped I had said That aunty sippin on we missin ya Even tho you gone your thought alone can lift us up This is us Got some niggas never call me 'less they need something My niggas know that I love 'em Give 'em roses while they can smell 'em 'Cause ain't no tellin' who'll be here tomorrow Used to borrow your digital scale Flippin' them sales But now it's digital dash while you're still in the past Boy trust me when I tell you the picture got much bigger The swishers and dutch fill up Bitches in lust with us Momma would dissapprove losing my way Lost in the sauce this bolognese is so amazing Had a talk and she remark you so engaging Running game it's all the same I'm growing jaded Had a couple things in common like Lonnie Lynn But I'm too faded for conversatin' I'm sittin' here contemplatin' how to win Time keeps slipping away Another day another love song hey Cousin in jail again asking me for bail again Close when I was twelve but I was much frailer then He was like sixteen a nigga from the gutter and Years ago his favorite uncle had married my mother and Here we are runnin' through the Ville like dumb and dumber and For that summer man I swear I wish you was my brother then Well time passed and we fell off 'cause you moved back home Little did you know Jermaine done grew a new back bone Niggas thought he wouldn't make it 'til he proved that wrong Twelve years later on the radio that Who Dat song Your homeboy bumps the Warm Up now you buggin' And niggas looking at you like you lying but you wasn't Next thing I know you blowing up my line all a sudden And I'm showing love saying yo look what I did Man nobody coming from here ever did this shit this big Same niggas showed you how to rap now you don't know how to act Boy I'm at the bottom you could pull a nigga out of that Put me in a video yo put me on your hottest track Bring me on the road with you And I'm strapped up if them niggas act up See you headed to the top you need to let me catch up I'll see you when I see you Harsh as it seems to say I wouldn't want to be you Bail you out for your daughter and I pray to God A nigga never pull your card or she won't ever get to see you Got a whole tank of dopamine flush it You're only as low as you think fuck it Your never as low as you think man your never as low as you think A moment of silence with words that he heard on the phone Strapped up just like a Platoon won't find no Oliver Stone He had four brothers when he was sixteen and my nigga now all of them gone I break a pound of that loud I smoke it all on my own Look I'm at work like fuck it man I might flip and tell my manager to suck it man Whats two hundred dollars a week Got aunties got my brother my sister my father my mother And this mop ain't the only thing right in this bucket man But back to mopping like fuck it man Know I got a lot things coming man I know a lot of niggas doubt but they don't understand that Ain't no limits to what God can prove They told me this life wasn't logical and I showed my niggas it was possible Like fuck an obstacle 'cause this wasn't even in the plan And now I notice what I got to do And I'm not just going to shine I'ma blind you too Shit 'cause I ain't rich enough I mean my father got a whip but ain't sick enough My mother need treatment like she ain't been sick enough My cousin need treatment like she ain't been sick enough My God I mean before I die give me everything required to die knowing I did enough And my niggas well they can never drink enough Let me get a couple bottles get 'em liquored up Young kings in the city so we feast like the royals sleepless The city the only teacher the snakes in retreat Don't retreat thats a coil Straight from police they will seek and destroy you Nigga no pirates homie I got lockships I go Loch Ness on these fuck niggas can't fuck with us They all boxed in might circle round and dump shots in See Cole he might pop in and go beast mode The new East Coasts them Queens niggas to them Ville niggas gone speak for it Niggas know it I feel at home in like every city My bitch body like Heaven pick me I'm winning nigga I'm winning nigga I'm A moment of silence with words that he heard on the phone Strapped up just like a Platoon Won't find no Oliver Stone he had four brothers when he was sixteen and my nigga now all of them gone I break a pound of that loud I smoke it all on my own Never mix soil in blood but I still call them my own I call them my own I know that's my own I've been doing the wrong drugs all along Good things don't happen to good people People never change Pupils dilate my frame Make my vision so exquisite While my cousin dead and gone I can't wait to go and visit Father time don't deny me I just need a couple minutes Exercise my better nature I've been holding up these bridges Nigga's always take advantage Olive branches start to splinter Giving way withering turning colder than the winter And my city but the center feels no pity this for me this for me I'm just reaping what I sow And I've been sewing for my nigga's in the snow Let them know that I be sewing Never slow to know your pain I'll be back before you know it Left the town a drug dealer Came back a fucking poet Let me grow I need to leave this shit alone I've been doing the wrong drugs all along Niggas'll sell you any dream where I'm from That ain't molly my nigga that was methylone Lone Last week I bought a testing kit I wish they made em for people The way these nigga's be actin they should be cast in a sequel Nigga's phony they only give you dap just to reach you I know ain't the first homie to have to tackle these issues Hov told me D'evils Got the best of him then they get the best of me now Without a Reasonable Doubt When nigga's acting irrational hard to reason it out I had to kick down the doors I had to leave a few out Door mat I need to leave this shit alone I've been doing the wrong drugs all along Niggas'll sell you any dream where I'm from That ain't molly my nigga that was methylone 'Lone That's ok My bitches know I'm a fiend But that's ok They just love me for me I need to leave this shit alone I've been doing the wrong drugs all along Niggas'll sell you any dream where I'm from That ain't molly my nigga that was methylone 'Lone I need to leave this shit alone I've been doing the wrong drugs all along Niggas'll sell you any dream where I'm from That ain't molly my nigga that was methylone 'Lone Said I'm calling all my niggas with me riding Dressing room like we keep bitches on the rider Bus full of white girls singing Akinyele Momma I think I just met me a Madonna Everything glowing ain't a diamond I know everything glowing ain't a diamond Girl you shining But I ain't felt love in a long time and I told you that when we woke up I guess that might have been the wrong time My best pick up line is young nigga with money I ain't playing My best pick up line is young nigga with money Killing these niggas I got a feeling these niggas is out to get me but trust me I got 'em Straight out the borough my city love me we thorough My nigga you don't want none of them problems She acting crazy she calling me baby I just be feeding them bitches the bottles She live in way up in Harlem but she come to me when I call her And she all about her fashion she be working for Vogue Me I'm all about my stacking I be working the road But them clouds never get old Them clouds never get old So focused on make the dopest song Got this chick open on got her lit on patron Got her ticked off 'cause I got no tick for her I got no time but I got some dick for her now She was lit I was milk Girl don't let that milk spoil You got some friends that stress you He ain't loyal I got some friends don't let 'em think for you now Pull up the whip for you now here go the town I am no pimp but I am a player You not with the shits I'll talk to you later I'm playing girl I got a thing for you now But I ain't felt love in a long time and I told you that when we woke up I guess that might have been the wrong time My best pick up line is young nigga with money I ain't playing Throwing fishing nets in the ocean to cash Good catch here's to hoping it last nigga And bring them hoes back to the pad from the show But only if they know how to act nigga Don't ever get stuck on your laurels like All of them stuck in the past niggas Shit it's how I got past niggas Said I'm calling all my niggas with me riding Dressing room like we keep bitches on the ride up Bus full of white girls singing Akinyele Momma I think I just met me a Madonna We ain't buyin' none of that None of that Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You niggas been rippin' us off You niggas just talking the most like Pockets is full of the hope homie Tell 'em we came for the dope only For the dope only Benjamin Franklins them folks owe me Word to Soulo my nigga I got the loud and it's lit Went to college a bit Pissed off my scholarship quick Now I'm back in the town I'm back in the town A nigga been searching for purpose there's nothin' around Back in there makin' my old moves wrong move Play the game and nigga no rules poor you You could probably lose your soul too dancing with the devil The seeds were planted back in the days I guess I learned my lesson 'Cause now a nigga at London on tilt With the G's ballin' like we watch film If you talking Queens nigga please Them niggas reaching we sould put em on stilts I know we cool and all but cool it y'all they pullin' off him My nigga who are y'all Don't get my crew involved Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You niggas been rippin' us off You niggas just talking the most like housewives Pockets is full of the hope homie Tell 'em we came for the dope only For the dope only Benjamin Franklins them folks owe me And we ain't about none of that shit Millions soldiers get a re-deployment 'Cause ain't no leader here that we appointed We the only one's that matter now Fuck your style this ain't dappered down Wear my own shit still hittin' bitches like it's batter round Call me spring training I've been whiling but I'm maintaining Dawg whole borough watch me Fiends boys from the block But we got hoes in the lobby A tree grows from the concrete Like he rose to the top Cocky them boys finna flop But not me your boy been alive Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You niggas been rippin' us off You niggas just talking the most like Pockets is full of the hope homie Tell 'em we came for the dope only Benjamin Franklins them folks owe me And we ain't buyin' none of that shit You niggas just talking the most like Housewives Lately I got this feeling My niggas is meant to get it It's written up in the stars Made it from slimmer odds when only God was with us Fuck it nigga we did it been picking the game apart My response for critics is spitting it from the heart Ain't no frontin' involved They feel it I'm 'bout to make niggas fold Something in the water got me floating like the work across the border Girl I wonder how we making it home I'm no angel I got an angle Back to the crib bitch I'm tryna get you naked and bone She's no angel but with the blow she's a snow angel The dangers of taking her home She said You caught my eye and my ears You speak sincere write precise Cross your t's and dot your i's See my fears and read my mind If lawyers steal and doctors lie What'sreally left for you and I Trust shit I don't know too much about it We can take this leap of faith I don't wanna feel the bottom no Girl I don't wanna feel the bottom And I just called up my mama she missing her son I've been pulling all-nighters and missing the sun I heard it gets addicted to some The bigger the light the quicker they come They exit your life just as quick as they come I'm numb to it like a brick to the gums I get to it just as quick as it comes As quick as it comes now I wish niggas wasn't so addicted to power I wish heaven had visiting hours I wish we could hit the Ave like we used to Dime nickel twenty bag like we used to Ride with my dawgs moving cross the States Die by my word that's an author's fate So how your shoulders holding up fine great I got the weight of the world on mine I'm straight Now pay your dues til your dues paid Play your role til your role change nigga rotate 'Rari or Jaguar switching forth lanes Call me for NASCAR Bassy a track star Gassin' the track like I'm running propane Lapping these niggas and jealousy's a bitch Made it out the city look around I brought all my niggas with me And I gotta thank God for the felonies we missed Gotta thanks mom dukes gotta thanks pops too They say anything possible My squad like apostles believe in me Don't know how to quit that's a fiend to me Yeah my niggas flood proof Pray for the rain gotta deal with mud too Gotta deal with slugs who Lay six feet try to get above you My niggas flood proof Pray for the rain gotta deal with mud too Gotta deal with slugs who Lay six feet try to get above you And hug you they sing your praises They wear their faces backwards Still I see 'em acting Just the walking reenactment Ain't nothin' real about 'em Niggas talk about us Spill they're heart up out us They spill they're hearts But what's her name again We talking 'bout lames again Won't pretend I'm entertained I'm going through the changes I'm still the same Everybody feel you don't feel your pain Go on go on still I hold on to you 'Cause I don't wanna feel the bottom no I don't wanna feel the bottom Said I don't wanna feel the bottom no I don't wanna feel the bottom I guess the lights that been shining a lot brighter Let's have a drink with the girls from the videos If I wasn't preoccupied self-absorbed yourself alone I left you with I got the world Still felt alone and ever since been lost in the stars Missing on what Heaven sent godly I'm faulty I'm fraud maybe Probably was the reason that your dog hate me But fuck that bitch like the law baby Girl I'm just playing but I'm off though We should grab a drink before we link up at the crossroad Pick it all apart I guess the lights that been shining a lot brighter Let's have a drink with the girls from the videos I must have been through this one 'til my past life I see the pitfalls dodging the difficult Can't remember last night a nigga under Xans My haters I lost sight can't see 'em under Bans My niggas yell let's ride they see I got a plan Me I understand I just understand it I pray to God when I see how far we've come Tears of joy I think we could drown the sun And let that marijuana twist up Put me right up in the lineup never been sub I'm next up never mind when we get snubbed They getting Michael Jordan Harold Miner mixed up We gone show 'em that Dreamville this year We gone show 'em that when the people come together ain't no holding back And that's the only fact I been holding back tears for these young black souls lost in the past year Some by the law they ain't even flash steel Some by they own dogs most by their own fears And you can watch it all young nigga stand still Fuck a line in the sand I put a line on the dot and leave you right where you stand and I'm just trying to understand Rolling down the slippery slope stay on point I tippy toe it Won't you smile it gives me hope Pray that you forgive me for it Rolling down the slippery slope stay on point I tippy toe it Won't you smile it gives me hope Pray that you forgive me for it Been there before lust in my eye Times in the past Drowning my sorrows my fears speaking louder In my head getting louder I'm holding on tight darling The roots to places I found I'm closing my eyes closed Now I'm back with you in my mind I want you to be girlfriend Reached into my mind for reflection The truth is obscuring my perception So take a hit on this shit feel the resin on our fingertips Schedule that freely you can pick a day We can roll em up and roll em up So I can watch everything ricochet Six months since I last seen you Clip blunts in them ash trays While we speak up on them past days You know I still have faith It's been ten months since I last seen you Schedule that freely you can pick a day We can roll em up and roll em up Sit back and watch everything ricochet Schedule that freely you can pick a day We can roll one up and roll one up So I can watch everything ricochet Innocence lost it's never retained It's never the same it's never the same Leave this world with some inspiration I'll take the bait before a pure of gold Come to grips with your intuition Hear the whispers of your soul Steer you down the road you're on It's all your own Innocence lost it's never retained It's never the same it's never the same Leave this world with some inspiration I'll take the bait before a pure of gold Come to grips with your intuition Hear the whispers of your soul Steer you down the road you're on It's all your own Got them speakers in my ride I like to keep 'em bumpin' I'm hustling chasing dreams In hopes that I could become something I threw a party she say Bassy thank you but it's nothin' 'Cause I had to keep it jumpin' Ya a'int Blake Griffin but I know that you be jumpin' Poker face stiffin' but I know that you be bluffin' No I don't be cuffin' all these ducks be gettin' ends Rubber duck etcaeterin' and I'm the pain I left to make and can't be ya crutch and meta Piffy lined up fired up in the dutch Or the EZ Widers slide up six speed Like clutch the city on me I'm clutch No Worries they depending on me I'm clutch Toast up mimosas at thirty thousand feet Henny in hand land can make it out my seat Michelin man making grip up out the street Grab The D cup on the freak played that bitch and press repeat J-Walkin' thru time zones I'm on that trip Got yo piece of the pie and you pawn that shit I'm takin' all that shit until I own that sis College shit get mind blown I'm on that quick She got expensive addiction and a nose that's rich Nothin' betta than brown dough that's on that stick A lil' hashish shiish baby If you roll it up with some keif Super Mook Super Mook chasin paper 'bout my loose leaf Rollin papers yeah I do chief Meditatin' like I'm Bruce Lee at the Carter like I'm Tunechi Riddin' thru the borough while this cutie feed me sushi Salmon avocado and an order of the cuchie Charles De Gaulle to JFK Brods givin up the draws like I'm JFK Guess I'm flawed after all ain't nobody perfect Do it all just to ball and the shit is worth it It's like that now Quick fuck that let me get back I'm in L.A. but my Jays got sand from Dubai I'm getting brains all day like I'm Magna Cum Laude 'Cause while you boys planked I was getting more stamps Now my passport shitting on your whole camp Fuck ya Instagram that monkeys do delivery that instant gram Damn put them ones up for them ones that's above us 'cause we miss them man And to the niggas stuck up in the can And slam a cage up in ya body put cha body up in a different plan Different plain Same hustle different game They don't love you if they always wanted you to stay the same Slidin' through the 'jects now I'm slidin' through the W with different dames That's a W nigga figure that shit is game I just keep doubling figures until my niggas ain't Pedelin' pills and kaine 'Cause in the streets or the industry man them presidents still the same I never lose sight Got an eye on her thighs and an eye on horizons Too much at stake got no time for a date Unless that date is with fate got my eyes on the prize and Its too occupant you want a slice but it's too hot just pie it You want a steak but it's too high to buy it Me I be too high I'm too high I'm too high I'm too high for games and I'm too high for liars Fuck TSA 'cause I'm too high for flying Fuck NSA 'cause them satellites too high they do all the spying Fuck all the leaders that's too high off power They do all the lying and treat us like prisoners I mean who is the enemy here You are or I am but you are not real enough power Despite all the dirt that you're doing You do all in hiding but I am no better I can see all of your terrors Still remain in quiet and wonder in private and silence Like if I just speak on it would the people go buy it Fuck it just do it for self I am demand and supplier I trial by fire I am the man But I'm too high to riot I'm too high to riot I'm just too high to riot Bas you in the city Baby nah I'm on the road Fiends Pockets full of money left them all on the floor Probably should have claimed all the hoes that I fucked on my customs declarations Check the faces all through my crew it's like every race So to call me racist is so fucking baseless But until your nation apologize I fuck a European bitch for every African nation they colonize And Add us some commas there to follow my dollars sign And boost up my bottom line And you don't want to hear it fine they used to make it a crime to fuck white women But damn better give me a lot of time Free love whole world mixed up fuck boy you out of time So what could brown do for you UPS nigga I done flew up out the nest nigga The world bigger than the block man thats why they killed Pac Couldn't stop us we still looking for the rest nigga It's just me you Jack and Ginger Mary's here my dear No need to ask I'll bring her pour me a glass I'm in my zone And if it's mine that's you honey Stick together like new money Hit Dubai on that dune buggy Catch some rays like it's Tampa Bay And I know what drives you crazy On how I switch daily From love is so amazing To love is so enslaving Yet all you have is patience Fight for us as if life is love If love is gone it's dead life in us I repent all my sins Always trynna put knife in us I hear my devil's enticing but They run amok every night They ain't nothin' but some pressure 'cause Pressure bust Promise for the two of us I never rush It's just me you Jack and Ginger Mary's here my dear No need to ask I'll bring her pour me a glass And she was like Lauryn Hill tell him I was trynna be a player still on my Bill Bellamy But she couldn't understand 'Cause everytime we go out we go out with a bang She just want a taste Fill up with regrets now you get em by the text Bitch you never wear the smiley face ok You can tell me bout it or you can tell it to the ace 'Cause we never let it go to waste Don't you ever let me go to waste Black star so we couldn't burn out Like black cards we ain't gettin' turned down My God gon' get the word out That's laughter my bitch got ass like NASA That line prolly only makes sense to me That's fine I'm the shit to me Why you so dramatic Mama told me you were getting sicker Daily she'd call me say it's my name You were calling I mean I was your favorite I was named after your father you were the sweetest aunt Never had kids of your own but you made me your own Busy on the road I couldn't make it back home You couldn't make it that long I'll never forgive my self I think I love just the hurting fact I think I love when you hurt me back Til we under the dirt I keep you close Yeah under my shirt I keep you tucked to the side I'm Mr. Jekyl I got something to hide I fancy love but I get stuck off of pride I hope you understand I got a list of daily lovers Succumb to the beast or become it live from the belly of it Just trying to survive I'm searching for any others Lets get together make the whole world believe us New world allegiance fiends living our dreams out Nigga believe it Seen the world three times nigga believe it They out here selling peace signs you niggas believed it I don't My behaviors unbecoming My neighbors look at me funny like I should move out Nigga you get a new house This shit ain't easy Multiple choices I had turned into voices I have No where to run I'm moving forward and forging the path filling the loneliness path Nigga this shit ain't easy So spare me the front and the fake You ain't put shit in the pot fuck is you touching the plate General guidelines to ride by Can't kill my vibe you couldn't find mine Come to New York City I'm in the skyline with a fine dime And nigga we ain't fine dining Hit the Halal stand for cheap plates Hit the high line that's a cheap date I ain't worthy fuck it who is Do what you do girl fuck it you lit Hundred niggas yelling New York back I'm in Queens to Harlem the Garden I rap And I'm only hearing New York clap Bout to move out to Califronia got a little thing out the valley And this one girl at hollywood hookah I wish I knew to show her how to maneuver Truth through the city like a presidential motorcade On my way so the motherfuckers don't shake Never mind I'm just smoking that grade A Running with the same niggas since grade eight You ain't never seen no strange ones appear My niggas been the same ones for years I don't do it for the peers I do it for the fam Man all of my angles are clear Other day yo I was shopping on Rodeo Got a call from my nigga Cheyo Said the hood hot bro Gotta get away yo Losing niggas like every day Told 'em eighteen months I'ma get a tour bus Coming up and we never looking back Need a rut to the cuts that bleeds deep Three ducks in the truck like chirp chirp Life is what you make of it's play-doh This year this year man goes back to the moon If you coming to my city wanna know the deets I'm the embassy I'm the one to see Yeah baby yeah baby From over here but I took it over there baby Riding in the drop let your hair crazy Climbing to the top going stair crazy Crazy how the game opened up A nigga ain't been home for some months But when I get home I be posted up Do it for the city til the coast is us From a city where a nigga turn a penny to a twenty But when the penny turns friends turn to enemies As semis turn urns into memories Make shots nigga burn like the Hennessy The city got problems the city's so godless I watch it all burn like it's heresy Witchcraft for your bitchass which craft is you gift at I live in the moment the moment is timeless I hear all your talk but you're so unaccomplished Opinions are nonsense And I ain't got time for opinions to process These days I'm inspired by me and nothing else Bottles of tequila and some weed and nothing else You know my niggas with me and no one else I ain't pressing you can hold them hoes sudden death Got golden goals Fuck a penny for your thoughts nigga anyhow I just called my nigga Ron he brought the Henny out Got them things in the Kool-Aid in this motherfucker Like a gang of Gorillas in this motherfucker That's a closed book when she with me got your bitch open And she don't get mook when she with me got your bitch smokin' Be alert be alert be alert be alert be alert be alert No tats but my passport got plenty How many these nights do I got in me Couldn't really tell blind every day the same time Picture every face drawn on got on a for sale sign Me I gotta stay sharp can't afford a stale mind See I'm 'bout my bread motherfucker And I can't afford a stale mind My city grimy that Rollie shiny well you can't afford to tell time And they gotta take squats on the jail time 'Cause nobody got guap for the bail bonds And they had to get street 'cause college ain't cheap and Mama gon' eat if we gotta pop heat so be it Puttin' in work Soviet and that shit work you see it Put your latest work in a hearse and I send it to the dirt Lil nigga that's where your CD is CC 'em Ah put 'em on alert me I make art 'cause it's from the heart Love me 'til I'm gone when I die you gon' have to hit a fuckin' museum to see it Bas That's a closed book when she with me got your bitch open And she don't get mook when she with me got your bitch smokin' Be alert be alert be alert be alert be alert be alert Yeah you know the models on the coupe But you don't even know what's in your food Nigga Google it be alert be alert Be alert be alert be alert be alert Put your young ass in debt Now they got hands on your handsome check You in check nigga be alert Be alert be alert be alert be alert Be alert be alert be alert be alert Yeah whole country at war And you don't even know what for 'cause we only want more Be alert be alert be alert be alert be alert You never thought I'd make it this far did you You always had to make it hard for me But I'm a motherfuckin' star bitch didn't you know Can't you hear that applause for me My brother Ib told me some niggas just wanna be safe And some niggas just wanna be great Which one are you Let's go make history today Let's go make history today Boy use your brain only your heart can lead You'll figure your way man this shit ain't for me to say I come I love until my heart can't bleed I'm on the road I guess it ain't meant for me to stay Hey world your favorite movie is on it's called Attack On Niggas The fathers that didn't pass they all stacked in prisons But that shit don't get a pass no that shit don't get a grant Might as well go fill a bag Ridin' around no tinted glass Why I can't have tinted glass 'Cause that 'cause suspicion Cops flash like cinemax don't lack ammunition Might as well go get a gap might as well go give it back Don't know if they'll get it right but I know that we'll get it last Might as well go spend a rack at a black owned business Had my mind on hoes now I'm back on business that's real Back to what's important I'mma build with you 'Cause you're here for me and I'm here with you I'm here with yo You never thought I'd make it this far did you You always had to make it hard for me But I'm a motherfuckin' star bitch didn't you know Can't you hear that applause for me Ceelo with the G's Put the paper down rake the leaves Piece of little weed Nigga break it down pick the seeds Fiend roll a swisher please No promethazine got amphetamines Got me on a devil lean Sahara to the Gobi niggas know me to be hot as water Not livin' for tomorrow got no time to borrow Bitch I rep my borough Yeah trust me Queens know Fuck a knight in shining armor play for team No Daughters Trust me she blows Stop makin' demands bitch stay in your pocket She eyein' my grands bitch stay out my pocket She eyein' my man go ahead bitch rock it We get it and split it I never could knock it I look at the bar and I bet I could top it Hundred racks just to drive off a lot though Scenic route just to dodge all the potholes Twenty racks at retail isn't it 'Cause the devil's in the details isn't it Ceelo with the G's Put the paper down rake the leaves Here's a lil' weed Nigga break it down pick the seeds Fiend roll a swisher please 'Cause the mook it give me epiphany When hoes try to play me like tympani Like Mighty Kong show me finer homes And designer stones I want Tiffany's Told her find a clone I know I'm kind of stoned No trick bitch you can't get wit' me 'Cause I found my zone Had to put on a form a good fit for me I seldom see myself in dreams I live this shit no issues wit' my self-esteem Tunnel vision hear every station Yo television I failed to mention Frail attention in school dog Failed attention that rude boy Fire lit by my crew boy To acquire shit that I'm due boy Fall back or pass through Matter fact that nigga that gassed you was ass too Son we gon' last like tattoos Ho nigga get a glass shoe why You can try it but you can't high tie it That shit weak and you can't fight fire I've been wired for days out in London town I just lock shit down but I ain't got priors Feelin' like the best nigga ain't that biased Fuck try it straight to the head but I ain't Lem Bias From the ground up to them telephone wires I hold down my city since Boys on Da Block They gave me the key I done blown all the locks Called a committee Queens in this bitch I hit all the spots I brought all them with me Never been petty don't got the time to be harboring envy I'm Fendi with mine Gucci bitch I got the plug I got whatever you need but I ain't got no love Got something to say I don't hear it I can't understand Your chatter don't make it across the Atlantic and I'm out in Europe I'm wit' all my niggas I never take this shit for granted The cards have been handed deuces is wild Deuces is power deuces like two hundred twenty two thou Deuces for love Cut it though deuces I'm out I hope you figure it out Shine black man melanin gold I hope you never get old Keep your youthful spirit I know the world do fear it You're the tip of the spear And with our dyin' breaths I bet the world gon' hear it look I been saving money for my taxes Bassy keep on jumpin' through these brackets I got twenty bitches coming back to the crib I make sure my niggas got some racks what you need They gon' shoot through niggas like it's practice I just make the money run some laps Every time I pass go see the cash grow We don't even act cordial we assholes Bitches in my lasso is that so That's word to my last hoe I'm that cold Runnin' through the town a black soul My past froze twenty-nine times over Look I have seen more than my time Lived 9 lives for about twenty cats over I told ya Everything you've done I done overdid I'm over it Nigga Dreamville the whole coast how we shouldered it Them boys stale like toast when it's overdid I hope they quit for real But if they don't I got a million joints I got the flow in pocket the emoji rocket how I'm outta here A lot of em' sound like they in a talent show So I give 'em something to remember like the Alamo Tally-ho A high Joker like a Spades game Keeping both eyes open wide rain man Crew high on that fuck your life drank man We slide in the bucket like paint Never gave a fuck what you might think Ran up in the club 'til they sent the lights in Had to tell the owner please let the lights dim Five more minutes see me a nice slim Thick bitch with the you me and my grin Tell her bring the crew you me and my friends See where the night end with the right guy Trust me and my kin speak with the right pen Creep like the lightning in the night sky Go deep Janet Jackson we back to back in Black SUV's black tints would you look at that I'm booby-trapped in your fluid black skin No groupie action your bougie accent You're truly classic girl we outta here Queens nigga with the Fiends nigga Got the bean waitin' in the pocket ooh I asked P what's poppin' He said we are nigga trips to Dr nigga Got the borough jumpin' like it's J.R. Smith Got no interest what you say y'all did Smokin' blunts 'cause that's the way I live Niggas dyin' front of their shorty wives And their brother's ride on the other side Every death is like a hundred lives Flatlined from the black nine I could feel the pressure multiplying Make you feel like ain't no hope in trying But we always trying All this blood I bet it float to sea and wash out 'Cause they don't want you to see but watch out Nigga watch out See I want you to see I've been through so many things Things ain't always what they seem Hope you get the message I hope you figure it out Now I'm right where I belong Had to let it go All the pain I was holding on Now I get the message I had to figure it out You got to feel the music do you understand It takes you higher and higher I been chasing the truth But I've been waiting for you Never had a day worth planning 'Cause every damn day is outlandish I holla'd at Wave Bandana My nigga is so high outlandish I said we can hit the hood spot My niggas do spray they canvas Or we can hit the good spot But Imma have to change appearance I went to buy a cardigan I seen you at the mall and then My nigga was on your friend They been steady two years now But I never called again And you ain't never fall off So can I get on again Breeze through the city baby You would think I'm on to win I think I was born to spend I heard you was dancing girl I think you were born to bend I think I was born again when I found that pen mothafuckin' right I been chasing the truth But I've been waiting for you Never had a day worth planning 'Cause every damn day is outlandish I'm going over sees outlandish A nigga so high outlandish Man I'm like a fly on the wall And these four walls heard it all I could hit a feline in your voice But them words won't hurt at all 'Cause these broads gone leave til the morning Champagne form bubbles in my bong All I need is the love of my crew Fuck you my borough know I'm on Never been to work with a briefcase But I'm still in each state So my Momma text and said be safe Saw one from my ex it said be great First thought like she fake What you want hundred replays This shit is dead like Enyce Dear Nefertiti I'm sure your'e a Goddess or 'Cause damn they look large them titties She always on them up is when they go down All she know is turn up girl slow down Slow down girl slow down Body type Mya face more Aaliyah Stacked used to run track Til she tore her knee up Me I'm from Queens And we up my last shit crack Bitch I'm back with the re-up Already caught the vibes But I don't got the time Girl I'm saying you should know I be lying if I said I was surprised when you said you had to go Met her out in France and her ass meaner In them Euro hotels with the Ass Cleaners Long ways from them days when we had peanuts Looked back we just laugh like damn we up She said let's go Back to the bathroom to do some blow Said you was sprinting you really shouldn't do that blow no more Said I do what I do it ain't enough for a vote Shit I done seen it's like ether to me You don't know how I roll so you speechless to me You niggas don't get it you got it so good I'm developing penis envy Pause No Venus in me give a fuck if you niggas from Mars You need to chill I see the Coke in your jaw You getting too aggy You still got about half a gram in that baggy I'm gone take care of this tab And I'll probably just hail you a cabby I been chasing the truth But I've been waiting for you I swear it feel like I swear it feel like I swear it feel like a quarter to midnight Riding in Dis 5 Bumping my own shit bumping my own shit Pedal to the floor I ain't braking no more And we get paid that's off words And I been made ho that's my word Ho that's my word I ain't hitting you back i'm done with you hoes Money growing farms gotta get your figures up Gotta grow an arm before you pull your niggas up Spend it on a bond money you was savin' up And all they could respond is you never gave enough Everything gratuitous You don't want a pot to piss you want a pool to piss Never taking it for granted like i'm new to this Keep my waitress heavy handed fuck my stewardess Who is this sick nigga Jealousy a trait saved for you bitch niggas So wait bitch hold up get a hold of this nigga Just got out the meeting and they talking big figures But i'ma need more money than these drop a brick niggas Convos and commas convos and K's If that's what you talking ho convos for days Sky so big got condos in space Let's save the world all in good taste And we get paid that's off words And I been made ho that's my word Ho that's my word I ain't hitting you back i'm done with you hoes I got us a worth that's the truest of it A bird lose itself worth that's the Louie of it Why so materialistic life will pass you egotistic It's how the universe work that's the beauty of it Seen you from the first twerk that's the booty of it Lately been so hedonistic give me ass don't need no friendship Living life all my tickets copped one way And these bitches all in my runway As of late I drink and smoke everyday Hesitate just another shot you never take Riding down the block in the Rari Tryna' squeeze two hoes besides me Six at the club turned twelve at the hotel You would think these hoes Saimese And they got hommies bodies And they roll l's if I let them ride shotty 'Cause that's all it would take Let's save the world all in good taste And we get paid that's off words And I been made ho that's my word Ho that's my word I ain't hitting you back i'm done with you hoes Me I'm too fly y'all sweet y'all niggas fruit flies Y'all speak y'all niggas hoopla y'all weak y'all hoop ride I must be the coldest walk up in the room And ya bitch old i'm looking for some new's I must be the coldest walk up in the room And ya bitch old i'm looking for some new's Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You niggas been rippin' us off You niggas just talking the most like Pockets is full of the hope from the quotes I never wrote Tell em' me and my bro Doe Burger came for the dope only Benjamin Franklin them folks owe me Bassy told you my nigga I got the loud and it's lit Went to college a bit but ain't pay off all my tuition Now I'm back in the town from rapping for crowds A nigga been searching for purpose And guess what I found Pastor Black Lip join my diocese Warn the people sleeping on the legion I'm a Dreamvillain talking major keys Think DJ Khaled playing Mavis Beacon Soulo found the loud and lit it back woods Back to back it's like I'm mad at Meek Burning brain cells with my nigga that just made bail like last week Still ducking strays in the plies like submissive bitches With my dogs at the top and we in heat fuck all ya'll 'til I'm in the box Six feet underneath the gravel casket made of 47 karat gold Hear the trumpets blow Jesus banging the gavel Soulo hold up let me get it back Had to run the borough bring the city back Got the power in my head Been a year since I fit in fitted caps Go and tell them niggas that Bas brought the East back eat that Niggas play my album and repeat that Niggas play your album hear them weak raps And delete that's soft shit Need some wheatgrass Better boss up awh fuck Got your bitch starstruck all fuss Got five figures in my offers My how the times have changed I might leave tour and go buy the Range I see the snakes I see the fakes I see 'em straight through designer frames I just got crib out in L.A I get my pick at the thots but she can not stay If she had her way she'd be picking the locks Got a shower big enough to dance in With your favorite singer and the dancers In the party in the back booming Rep the city like I'm Pat Ewing Fiends high as bald eagles And my product all legal Word to Soulo my nigga I got the loud and it's lit Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You niggas been rippin' us off Like I do my Saint Laurents She can't wait to take 'em off Complimenting my expensive jeans Turn your housewife to a thot-ty Thought a bitch cadance made a thizz face All these niggas do is copy wait what We ain't buying none of that shit that shit For the birds and the fact is you just a gnat to a pterodactyl However unbalanced that is this ain't about status We cease and desisting y'all the teachers dismissing ya'll Insisting you give it up Cole World codeine in my cup Fiends Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You niggas been rippin' us off You niggas just talking the most like Pockets is full of the hope homie Tell 'em we came for the dope only For the dope only Benjamin Franklins them folks owe me And we ain't buyin' none of that shit You niggas just talking the most like Housewives Word to Soulo my nigga I got the loud and it's lit Went to college a bit Pissed off my scholarship quick Now I'm back in the town I'm back in the town A nigga been searching for purpose There's nothin' around Do you feel the vibe Faded on the Henny Imma need the Champagne Mayor of my city I don't even campaign We never say sorry fuck the authorities I get stamps from customs you get them from the club man check your priorities I think he'll be fine And Ash out in Dubai and Gwelly my Nigga I ain't seen him in a minute so he probably got a new ride And Gunna One Hunna and Reg gettin' fed Reminiscing on the Q Ride I'm talking about the bus They talk about the city now they talk about us Man I be on my grind til I'm on the Mount Rush and Ced just got bread cop a ounce puff Don't care Nigga next year charge it to the budget Fuck it Last Winter You got a fatty honey I could build a tent on it Bring ya girls too whole clique roll it Ride around the city no tints on it Get money throw around like dick to these hoes Stick to the code you murky water But you only like hip to the toes I'm hip to it this how you get to it You ready Get to it take another hit to the heady We never say sorry fuck the authorities I get stamps from customs you get them from the club man check your priorities Nigga Fuck lions tigers and a bear too Imma plant a money tree and to bear fruit Ced on the beat this is year two bitch all of my dreams just seem so lucid Man what is life I don't know but I love this life Last Winter Four hundred nights She a freak in them sheets all one at night But don't tell you Niggas never see me Black Santa in Santarelli Paris France I be no L's Living out of Hotels but oh well 'Cause this shit so pays so well And we run it 'cause the Niggas wanna front play dumb but they know well Bring it back Them bitches wanna front play dumb bet they know well She ain't heard from me So what do you do Your job Nah I mean your passion if you have one It could pass you better grab one And what do they do My squad fiends Niggas stay on it See this nigga roll it Go on and light it But you gotta pass to me Besides my shit get tied up 'Cause I don't really pass three And I ain't pass it yet But could you ash it please I'm still smoking that shit You fuckin' with Master Chief But I ain't Halo But I'm okay though Got food got a horse in the stable Got a move are you able But I miss the days come chicks to play Play a game of spades These days is ace of spades But half these bitches fakes Zonin' but I'm wide alert Phone in I gotta buy some work Oh got that granddaddy purp I say man that'll work Got some OG I mix em up If you're up hello hater I can't see you my vision blurred I love my bitches all my bitches It's me and them not his and hers We be smoking we be drinkin' We be fuckin' tell her quick Would you please stop saying we 'Cause we mean nothing celibate Sure I'm bout it adamant I'm straight up nigga don't you be fronting let's do it I'm really not that mean But my thoughts is so cruel Little nigga don't you get involved I'm so ahead of ya'll I just ball I'm old school Bet that bitch fresh right now I don't step press right now What you want me to say to you Guess I'm impatient so I want sex right now You won't get face trig don't be so basic I just want you here right now Fiending I rep it Queen to Houston Texas London Essex I know this ain't my town But I'm in this bitch right now fiendin' Let's do it there Or we could do it here But when we done it's a love souvenir 2 white girls and they both Beckys Got me livin' like the nigga on the Dos Equis I was born ready my first home was Paris Now I roam New York where the chrome is heavy Get too hyper boy that shit will have you quick Have you walkin' round your crib with bags of shit some nasty shit If you take the tumble come back up that happen quick Got me jumpin' out the booth like did that just happen quick Met her at my show damn that just happened quick Arrogant nigga fuck it I could probably build a pyramid Bearded like the Pharaoh but I'm Nubian truly him This ain't no shallow pool boo I hope you swim shit What's your problem with me don't know how to relate I'm just findin' my way so get out of my way Last Winter hot bitches and cold brews Old flings but oh well they old news Here I am rollin' up another bud God damn higher than a muthafuck Let me take you to the places you fiendin' to go 'Cause niggas talk about it but I seen it before yeah I seen it before yeah I seen it before I see through you niggas I got laser eyes Don't you patronize That shit don't get me I am not your dawg Nigga don't pet me Screamin' fuck the law 'cause they won't let me Let me be just let me be free Smokin's Os with the fiends no sesame seeds Got scholars parolees whatever between They fuckin' with me they fuck with the fiends Super Mookin' mutt I blow an O a day These bitches latch on like a stowaway She get on my last nerve I tell her go away I fuck her once that bitch is a throw away Mook a half a P I need to mook a half a P I'm 'bout to mook a half a P I really think so Mook a half a P I need to mook a half a P I'm 'bout to mook a half a P I really think so Here I am rollin' up another bud God damn higher than a muthafuck Let me take you to the places you fiendin' to go 'Cause niggas talk about it but I seen it before yeah I seen it before yeah I seen it before 2 white girls and they both Beckys Got me livin' like the nigga on the Dos Equis If Ogee got them bangers than I go forever with flows On a blank canvas Bas so incredibly dope Giving light to my dreams I couldn't measure the scope Turn that white into green that's Incredible Hulk Man I'm so fly I see the heavens approaching The Pearl in them Gates I'm burning a stogie than pearling a jay My memory fades that's cool 'cause every day is a memory made The Judge a crook he throw the book at every case So we celebrate life that's for every occasion I ran out of patience I can't be complacent When niggas a take a limb and leave you with casings My car it barely start it need a new AC My star ripped out my heart and told me replace it My job it never call I need me some wages And you well you just need me to make it You say you want me to have the world Hit it in the mornin' or the evenin' if that pussy good I'm probably never leaving love do you still believe in love No it ain't real Damn not even us She been down so long she gotta even up Nevermind my intentions of Rari's and mentions You see them hoes like it and now you get defensive You prying in my mentions and I can feel the tension You'd rather me a real job suit ay' a pension You feel I be a new guy as soon as it sets in I feel I'm losing you bout' every second Don't you get apprehensive we served a sentence together I know you down forever Aware of what I got I couldn't replace it You want me for me see the glory and base it I love you for it 'cause you can't even fake it A heart on the fringe you don't want me to make it You don't want me to make it It's you world I'm out in Boca Raton I'm sipping Roca Patron I got this chick on the phone Talking 'bout life and how I just ain't for her I been inclined to agree 'Cause all I been doin' is me Now I can't be your one baby girl nah But I play the two or the three now Give her the dick and I'm gone I'm like a ticking time bomb I'm on the road grind time for the dough it's my time She cheer me on pom poms She good for the soul she good for the mind She help me get found TomTom She help me eat clean balsamic She might end up meeting my mama Let's take it back like western time zones Used to call you up to share my milestones Now you hear my voice and sound annoyed Might as well be talking to the dial tone I been living dreams it ain't what it seems Splitting at the seam when it Splitting at the seam when it come to you I'm out in Boca Raton I'm sipping Roca Patron I got this chick on the phone Talking 'bout life and how I just ain't for her I been inclined to agree 'Cause all I been doin' is me Now I can't be your one baby girl nah But I play the two or the three now I flew out to Boca Raton Had to meet my nigga Bas He took a break from the road Decided to party with Cozz Had to get away from the cold The Winter was killing my vibe Just got off the phone with J. Cole Told him that I'm with the guys Look in my eye I'm seeing life through Versace Dippin' in Mazi 'bout to eat Hibachi Sippin' 'til I'm sloppy Fuck her 'til she knock knees I put a hurting on her nani Anaconda through her body Got her screaming Godly Dale boom dale She a work of art like a Salvador Dali It's like a Prada robbery Nothing but designer we can go shopping You want the Zonda or 'Rari We could get both so you know this shit poppin' Feeling like Tommy In Belly when Keisha and him got it popping Put her head in my Tommy Boca Raton I ain't leavin' this party I can't help the way you think when I'm not with you I'm not with the way you think when I'm not with you Baby we know just what we got Only we know just what we got I can't help the way you think when I'm not with you I'm not with the way you think when I'm not with you Baby we know just what we got Only we know just what we got I'm out in Boca Raton I'm sipping Roca Patron I got this chick on the phone Talking 'bout life and how I just ain't for her I been inclined to agree 'Cause all I been doin' is me Now I can't be your one baby girl nah But I play the two or the three now This a true flame this ain't butane Who changed when you called Who came Still do never falter You know I rock with you like Gibraltar Ain't no pressure how 'bout me and you make a movie in memories Remember now that's forever Gotta love the way we put it all together Lord knows I love the way He put you all together You are stellar and I'm a champion Clique full of real niggas living way up in the hills nigga My next door neighbor's a Hilfiger Big gate cops can't come thru Got chicks down for the one-two Got one thing she the one to Lord how many of my dreams gon' come true With you I could be patient Limousine that's a little tad much for you Ain't no need put some weed in that blunt for you We go deep girl we go deeper I can tell when it mean that much to you Don't front when you see me in the city and your friends they talk about me Talking down about me how they say I ain't committed What the fuck they know about me Told you everything there is to know about me still you doubt me I got niggas in the state and the county and the city All my niggas that escaped hundred grands to Sallie May let me get the record straight We gon' see some better days facts Bassy Bas the Basquiat of rap then basket my pain and left on my needs Peel on these scars appealing to bars It's something I need to function not me It's nothing I need nothing like you so that's what I need Looking for you and you and I need it got justice side You to my dreams you were my angel viewing my demons You are now in all of my sins I pray you're undo All that I been I pray it come through I pray it come too I pray it come true With you I could be patient Limousine that's a little tad much for you Ain't no need put some weed in that blunt for you We go deep girl we go deeper I can tell when it mean that much to you She fuck 'wit the team 'cause she love her some ballers Opportunity rings and I'm finna call her Got a backpack 'cause I don't know where I'll be tomorrow I'm blowin' up spots bitch I got heat I used to have quaps That's a quarter on the block fuck the cops That's the order from a boss march on the court House donors on the lawn tell 'em that we miss Trayvon Mean it sincerely vision not twenty on twenty but I see through ya shit clearly TV couldn't really impair me fear tactics don't scare me Don't need no designer clothes but I'll take them designer drugs Need a different kind of love Aladdin love Jasmine Me I'd rather fly the rug I just wanna smoke in peace ride through the open streets I love my city and will do court but beefs claim lives like the open sea I still love my city if I die I couldn't find a better location I don't go on vacation I don't go on vacation Unofficial off the record it's impressive what you done to me Mr. Hilton Mr. Westend but I fuck her like the DoubleTree Lord I am just a 2 legged dog everything I do for my dawgs Take another step and we will teach a lesson Paramedics do get involved Everybody in ya crew is a fraud everybody in my crew is a boss 'Cause everyone agree you ain't gettin' shit for free Boy you gotta pay ya dues to the 'cause All them hoes choosin' and hawkin' It's my house take ya shoes when you walk in And these hoes make appointments now Me and my city like Christopher Walken Vacation my vision is so clear my vision is so clear Nigga so off couldn't hit a tee-ball And you a grown nigga like 6 feet tall Walked the line and he got chalked ball so hard that he got lost Look at that lead on the wall all of my team gonna ball We gon' leave 3hun of y'all lookin' Neanderthals That look like y'all before a nigga evolved Hope not hit her with the dope dick and my crib's the dope spot I ain't got time for appointments that don't flock And bitches that come back to my crib and don't pop And niggas that smoke all my shit and don't cop I see you muthafuckas My vision is so clear I see you motherfuckers Don't shit come between us How we play dirty but step out the cleanest G shit bitch learn the meaning From here to Medina I bag all the model chics Call em Athena 'cause they are some Godesses My politics don't got no policies just livin life everyday no apologies Apologies for the delay I was up in the stars rollin up on astrology Economies in disarray but a couple mixtapes gon put me in ecology Ecology that's green nigga Global Warming that's me nigga Heatin up They ain't keepin up Had a taste I ain't eat enough Hoes fast like they let a whole day pass without eatin none If the magnum rung Hemdi's the one If them hoes open I'll leave with them Should I tell my story Or should I show my scars This is Hemdi and Bas this is avant garde Niggas swear they smart till they ass get snatched thru the fog I got a couple bitches think they slick but far from espionage Me and 3 bitches that's just a collage I'm an artist of a rare kind you just a facade The quiet sun metamorphosis I have just evolved My horizon bright and I box thru life like Cus was involved Muhammad Ali the Iron Mike-ness If I lay somethin' down and it's war time nigga no women no kids that kill is righteous Got blood on my glasses give me a second to wipe it Lets proceed when it touch white folks I guess that's when it becomes a crisis But we still in the ghetto where we chase money and hoes The OG's said Thank you young fella I guess nobody had the courage to write this And we drive foreign cars But the evil drives us And we ride on each other so easy 'Cause the demons ride us You in a hot air balloon You could be around the moon You eat a pound of the shrooms You'll never be higher than I am You could mook all of the keef You could blow all of the schneef You go as high as you reach You'll never be higher than I am This is what I always wanted Could never have done many thing Where you quick taking me I might tumble I'm trying will somebody make you just shut up about it Can we settle down baby I'm wired nigga on molly and Red Bull Party with the fiends you know ain't no party in civil 2 devils on my shoulders and I'm just caught in the middle Got decisions to make the decision's been made I swear these bitches screaming YOLO fore they sniff the yola Feeling like a Porsche 4 door used to feel like Corollas My niggas still moving the yola till they fill the quota Popo on em like they just paroled And fuck the help they never showed em So we outchea get it by any means I'm on fire no lying them boys remind me of anti-freeze And my engine keep running I'm supplying the energy Ain't a thing you great a sin I'm high on the canope Looking out for my niggas keep an eye on my enemies Bitch I'm just where I plan to be So fuck what you say This a new CBA your favorite rapper's been amnestied Don't pretend to be classy ho 'Cause I prefer nasty hoes Test driving broads ho I'm a car show Pockets all stinch if I see them narcos Prolly gonna pinch nerf a nigga in the stick The prison's like the man it should have gave us bar codes Heart cold like it's waiting to be transplanted Band wagon feeling guess I'm grant standing Got them hoes on all 4's guess they can't stand it Shouts to oak shades shouts to bandanna And when we hit the pound that bitch black and blue I spend a condo in the club two bottles won't do no I check the homies and I breeze And chickens hit my phone up say they only wanna please Some niggas actin phony 'cause they only want a piece I'll be it I see through I never deceive you Since my niggas facin probation we gon smoke they faces off Wish that we can smoke and smoke until we burn them cases off I'm not too proud about not much to smile about It's like they never took them fuckin braces off Gunshots but ain't no fuckin races start Either play your part and play it apart or play it raw hole in 1 Few hunned yards you a superstar groupies heart But yo lady got the truest heart I'm on the verge of greatness patience is the only virtue But for the moment I'll be overindulging I see Gracious faces greener passes gold chains purple fumes Couple niggas still breathing but to me R.I.P Til that hole is big enough for you to fit in I don't need credit I don't need a fuckin credit limit Me and my team travel like we never learn to pivot And spend it in cities where bitches numbers be like twenty-one digits How I'm supposed to dial that when I'm high as that hah How was such a chilly breeze flowin from yo eye and flash I thought fire breed new life but niggas is dying fast I'm on a pill think I love this bitch that's how real it feel Sniffin out a Benjamin that's the cleanest bill Poisons infiltrate my regiment and even still I ain't numb and under this I could feel it still Sniffin out a Benjamin that's the cleanest bill Poisons infiltrate my regiment and even still I ain't numb and under this I could feel it still Why the police pull me over wanna see ID and registration Them papers don't show you my dedication I done came up like David Blaine Y'all niggas don't know bout levitation It's for the takin' shots up no hesitation No head fakes I ain't never waitin' Me and mines these are bonds that ain't never breakin' Building blocks 'til the ceiling pops Y'all killin' time that's record pacing Dreamville shit record breakin' Been cookin' up since my parent's basement I'm still cookin' these records blazin' you hear this shit I don't see you niggas I just see myself on some mirror shit Re-decide before I pull your blinds Ain't no seeing eyes on my pyramid Joke nigga you serious startin' shit but I finish it like a period And you still a bitch like a period and that's real I'm looking at my receipt like goddamn it that's my receipt She do it with no hands but damn it she wide receive Super Mookin fiends bitch we the new elite Locally overseas been so well received This is life like 3 strikes of felonies 3 times ahead of niggas don't know a better nigga I need a sweater with some gold lettering A tour with thirty busses that my niggas go hammer in And we could through all the litigation we ain't settling Callin' all the pots black but we ain't kettling Standing at the door won't you let us in Kick it down going places we ain't never been You tryna find a torch and we just laugh at your misfortune Staring out the window 'cause this life is in full motion Make a movie out the B roll the action keep you focused Fuck your token of appreciate I need payment Nothing say thanks like a whole bunch of O's And some pretty little hoes when anything goes and I'mma shoot my shot if she open I said I'mma shoot my shot if she open Uh I've been lookin' at you all damn night You the cookie I've been lookin' for my whole damn life Bitches early this a long ass night Shorty bust it and suck it and all that right yeah She was on that white all last night Did it off me man she skied my pipe That pedico make her need that diaper Shittin' on the game bitch I need that diaper I'm afflicted sick like flu though I'm the future like Pluto All my niggas like kudos All my bitches got culo You can grab it and have it Never thirsty I'm cool ho she let me thrash it like Pujols Up at bat with elementary mathematics I need at least two hoes and give me at least two hoes That's fifty-six or fifty-seven pending on your connect and how much that nigga respect it 'Cause check it to a fiend It's more than a gram you understand Ain't enough snow in the sand you understand Bitch don't jump in the lake it's all sharks My nigga it's money to be made I want parts Strange highs no day jobs new address Old vice new temptress Settle down one day this is practice Where every coach is a model or an actress Fiend I just wanna meet some lawyer bitches Fuck that I just wanna meet some loyal bitches So like Christmas Eve I just toy with bitches Got hoes on beans like they Goya bitches But you won't see my shoes wet What you sayin ain't paid my due yet Well fuck boi I be on the road still puttin work in the Duet Fuck nigga can you hear it Me and your bitch gon sing a duet No hero to them hoagies 'Cause hoes get loose like bogies If my nigga ask for it he could have her I could only have two left Broads all look from afar see the same view Could accept who you are till they change you Can't lose what you ain't choose Ironic I was just lookin for a lighter but I found you now lets go What we about to get into Stuff that's illegal in America but legal here A bunch of weed smoking and bitches Embarrassing the family name Let these niggas know Bas got sicker flows Ride low eyes closed hydro piccolo And them bitches know Bas got thicker dough Fly you Cairo eyes low poconos Poke a ho next week I skip a ho try you by you all I'm in it for Never hit it raw less I hit it raw Why you lie you know you slippin for Never lie never front never cheat But I chief hella blunts every month every week Every day every hour she mookin fiends thourpees Purple beats or sour keys My speakers get you off yo keester form a crowd and scream Fuck you too the coward leave So fly I shit stars Play chicks like guitars or sitars Big fry I large them girls make you hard we menage My mind got sick bars Your mind on those cars you retard Who tryna pull over my car damn Fuckin boys Cool it serge 'cause I just reviewed my laws and you a fraud Ask the bitches in the kennel tell em who the dog Bas And them mookin fiends is who the squad who are yall Who them broads We fucked em all Check my fresh I'm fly as shit MJ flyin on my kicks Bad chick lyin on my dick I'm never lyin bout how I live I always stay high as shit And always make dollars bitch Always make these dollars what I ball got screwed on scholarship I'm steady poppin bottles with these models and these college chicks And I never politic I spit that tree and slide them thick Jota from Chi City but New-York City's where I fuckin live Jota fucked your bitch Yo sister mom and auntie shit Super mookin fiends that's my team I'm fadin faders part that weed Roll up the blunts fam roll up the trees We fiends we do this every week Every week's like every day These rappers deserve severance pay 'Cause they lame the fiends spit flame Now watch me pearl this paper plane Spark it fuck a narc bitch I'm a shark bitch Eatin up little fishes and bitches These rappers is six feet ditches Wannabe hoes tell you just wish it Wannabe hoes top bitch just listen Fuck hoes and crush J's Smoke haze and get paid I'm on that shit every day I see the game like Tron so I play the snake niggas only wanna drop yo name when you made it Fuck yo dough shout out to my nigga Dre the man Nitty got a blitty and that thing straight sadist Ridin round the city with her bitty inflated That's blowin my phone I know that same chick you dated Got me going like ocho loco I know that drink is invigorating Fat shots to the underrated That's me I brag Ogee beats boom like Iraq Fly as shit don't you hijack You will see my goons fly past All black Jag all black mask You threw white rags why Damn you are quite fag I just flew I feel a slight lag On these tracks miles ahead you twice lap Ego bruised you come through With ice packs I come through I'm on my Dubai swag My Dubai swag my Dubai swag All these bitches on me 'cause I We gon leave the party ain't gonna I'm the homie so he's next that's tax bitch I still remember the cold of last winter the struggle was heavy Cole was like I was just playin' your shit you know Salaam Remi He fucked with your tape he was impressed just as soon as I played it I was so geeked I turned to the fiends like nigga we made it He told me just got an offer for you it came through it was No ID Then we pulled up to the club in a truck but a nigga had no ID He went online on his phone just to Google and show em my faces My nigga when they let us in that bitch I was like nigga we made it Shout out to Dion he tried to put me on I mean it I'm gracious But we had a dream build a home for the team so man we couldn't take it But just see you later man Cole hit me up and say Interscope paid us I asked how much and he was like nigga we made it The very next day nigga I hit the bank and I emptied my savings Oh what a feeling to put this shit simply its simply amazing Spoke to my pops he said damn I miss Paris I need a vacation I sent him two tickets for him and the misses like nigga we made it Tell mom I love her We gon make it baby no discussions Bas is nasty spit disgusting Gunna and five hundreds know a nigga hustling Got a twenty Fuck it cop the buds and eat some Ruffles Far as mook We gon need a duffle Do it by the book Nigga we don't need a duffle No police no more trouble But I'm troubled got a homie who ain't heed the warning till they slugged em Now we miss em and we love em Yea we love em Lord I just wanna see his face I browse the profile page of my homie slain I saw a post from a lady and this is what it say I cried when you passed away I still cry today Although I loved you dearly I couldn't make you stay Live the Land of the Free but we missin' the brave They tell me Remember me when you hittin' the stage In the darkness of night I'm just missin' the days That's why I spit on this mic like I was kissin' the grave I used to know this girl she was the Devil in disguise One look in her eyes You would turn to gelatin She only fuck with rappers if you ain't one you irrelevant Only fucks with athletes if you ain't one then she take off like a track meet When I rap she know exactly what I'm saying And when a nigga ball she know exactly what I'm playing now If we go to eat she look at me till I'm paying now You're a groupie Say it loud say it proud Bitch you lazy or you just a fool Shout out to Misha had her baby and still finished school I'm a believer One day I'ma sit on a stool On top the world and remember I used to sit on a stoop Never swerve in the coupe When it's work in the coupe Now I pirate the game tryin' to earn me some loot Stop being Nazi you better serve me my soup But this ain't Seinfeld I flip that like some clientele Rhyme a few bars so I could buy a new car And then I kick a few flows so I could pimp a few hoes Rhyme a few bars so I could buy a new car And then I kick a few flows so I could pimp a few hoes Let the hecklers heckle I am still puttin' up shots like the Heckle and Koch I won't set foot in the box I am the chef on the double shift I just be cooking a lot I got a zip and its rar He taught us his breathing Don't fall off your high horse ain't Christopher Reevin' Ain't nobody grieving nobody missing Married the game but she nobody misses Can't blame the guns why don't nobody miss Bring back my niggas now nobody missed Back to the subject your body miss is like nobody maybe you Godbody Tell me are you Artemis or you are remissed Don't sell yourself short 'cause you are the shit a true art 'cause you are legit Nonstop see me all seasons Of that plane movie I'm like Liam Neeson Bitch I don't need no reason between me and you It's all for the taking you workin' Naw you just working on bitches that fake like they ain't But they all for the taking too My last shit's dope and my drop finna kill more niggas like Taken 2 I've been making moves what the fuck you doing You line up for sneakers they line up for me Get your head up straight boy your lineup funny Just another story in the game But every story ain't the same But if you change can you change back It's a shame that I came back But my niggas wouldn't let me hold no weight They said Bas you gonna make it get us out this fuckin' place Anywhere we wanna take it Tokyo Makow Make hoes make french toast and bow Dinner at Del Frisco's Houses in every zip code I'm headin' out to Califronia nigga you should see my rent though I'm fuckin' with the vibes this shit a different tempo I never need a mink coat we makin' strides But I swear this shit is never simple I'm trying to keep my lady She never had a baby I know she got the kid though I sent more and pondered how to do that 'Cause I ain't too good at love but I know how to do raps Write it like MJ playing the twenty-three Wiser my age I've been graying since twenty-three Everyday it's like twenty beats I feast 'Cause everything on my plate the fiends they just relate We ain't even there but bitch look what we made New York New York my city that is my state My niggas going to court for ballin' love of the sport Supply and demand let's call it love of the snort Let's call it love of the snort and all of the sort It push me harder and farther My father pushin' seventy don't want him dying a martyr for me For his guidance I'll be grinding till he's off of his feet I pray it all come from me This shit is all for the fam the rest is all for the team fiends Never once slide type clique Never untie hit the ground like a bus ride Shake the town like a mudslide Queens shit fiend shit Queen bitch roll blunts seamstress To my real bitches and my real G's salute thee Ironic I was just looking for a lighter but I found you Now let's go and fuck the night up Let's go and fuck the night up Ain't no bruise if you sticking moves As far as I see it I mean it Calm a spade a spader a dog a dog shit yea ho I be it Uh I got green on my mind A fiend I need to get mine She say your dough my glow a little greener than mine But your soul ain't cleaner than mine If you looking for a diamond gotta find it Go deep in the mines And my game fucked with a bitch brain I can go so deep in her mind Couldn't keep her I'm fine nothing lasts forever My whole life patched together And life ain't a fucking joke But we smoke fuck and still laugh together I said cool it girl you know life is short Uh or whatever You say you wrong boy see mind in a long war since forever Yo what exit is this We probably gotta take it to the last stop Yeah I don't know I just made that up But I always figured like Amsterdam last stop 'Cause it says that on shit That last train we were on was going straight to Belgium I mean look ask somebody I guess That waffle we had earlier was . Shit was good as hell How far is Amsterdam do you know It's about fifty-five minutes Fifty-five minutes from here Alright thank you Amazonian queen Could you be what you seem Amazonian queen Vines in the ravine Swing down from your throne and bow down to your king What a life we chose nothing but hoes The good ones few and far between getting hard to see 'em Come on Eileen could you be my visine I'm in need of your light could you be my high beam Only for a few nights I ain't quite what I seem In your city couple times a year you know what I mean Yea you know what I mean Bitch you know what I mean Girl you know what I mean I don't move keys but I got room keys All the salty women leaving on a sour note All the sweet ones end up chiefing on my dab of smoke Only evening that's in question we was laid up at the Weston Keep some candles that be scented until it does Fuck you think the towels for For the loud gotta dampen the sound yea Gotta dampen the sound yea Quarter water raised me From a boy to a man Like the shore to the sand nigga I'm just tryna be free I got a plan that you wouldn't understand Inmates to the man now the BC's See this is Attica for the soul Revolution barricade all the doors Let 'em know my soul ain't for sale And won't be concealed in no type of cell A cubical the resistance different than a cuticle shit is beautiful When they try and break ya but they couldn't graze ya 'Cause you high up in the sky Nigga why you admiring the pie Come get you a slice before these muhfuckas eat it all But life ain't cake full of trials and tribulate But we good 'cause we beat 'em all My maker hold my fate and I know we got a date So I'm good if I don't see tomorrow I'm scrapin' up the plates stuffin' life in my face Just in case I never see tomorrow Just in case I gotta see the morgue Well in that case I hope I see Allah And ask him why he had to take Amir Man I really miss ya it's been too many years I see you and your sisters I see you and your kids I see my aunt crying man she spilled too many tears But know this fuck showbiz If I make it anywhere your kids already there And boy you know we think about you every year Every month every week every night in my sleep I hope you come and visit like you do my pops Man I just wanna kick it like we used to Allah please give a nigga blues clues Why you take him Why you spare me 'Cause I remember clearly Sounds in my ears of them bullets flying near me Look girl I see the sun is comin' up What the fuck is up Girl you trynna cut a rug or what If you trynna front bitch I ain't the one I ain't the one Don't be trynna stunt got some bud and one vanilla dutch Roll another blunt mooked Got you slow-mo so even if we rush by the time I cut It'll be feelin' like a couple months but it's only what Ten minutes in this rented truck Girl I only want ten minutes in this rented truck Got them windows foggin' hazy baby Wildin' I'm an eighties baby Super mookin' fiend we found nirvana like that naked baby Danica Patrick way she strip this chick is racy Girl yo ass is crazy if you think I'm wifin' you This some shit I'd write for you She hit that pole in my basement she rollin' she wasted She face bout an eighth of that space shit and went ape shit Don't pace it don't chase it That's straight lick it burn slow She role play my teacher and I can't wait to learn nigga I role play big turn up Obey that's G shit We smoking Js of that juicy fruit that Juicy J that three-six White T's first class flights and Nike kicks believe this Waves on tsunami she likely get seasick I red tail that fly boy Michael Phelp in the cloud boy In the sea of that loud boy altitude is all altoids Fresh bitch like breath mints Whilin up in the section The monkey's roll and that kush to go Bottles up in this section She dolled up I'm soda Red cup that I hold up Break the milk but wait hold up Fuck I do with my roll up I want this shit and I want you too I know this shit sound cynical But can I skip the skit and get into you Baby can you strip and get in the pool Life is so yummy when your problems taste like honey Every day so sunny when I'm pound cakin this money 2 hands on full grip take this shit to the bank She said boy you takin my breath away Girl get a oxygen tank Damn caught you fallin but my feet were out of bounds Sooner or later you gon reach some solid ground Who the fuck said chilvery dead Girl why you quit givin me head Makin me call Lewinski You fuckin up like Hilary did I know that I belongs to you I wonder if I'll ever be found Caught between the life and the lights and uh Oh maybe we can figure this out I figure it's ahead of where the crown I found The hardest form of troublesome 'Cause we always come undone yea we always Yea we always I had a 5 year plan But in twenty-four months bitch I got it all done Twenty-four blunts of the skunk toast the glass to winners Drinking 'til I vomit scallops I guess that was dinner I'm blown got my shades on But it's funny right 'cause this life Never been this bright Don't be foolish boy it's always more to it Stuck between a rock and a boiling pot Lead a whole block leading all for doctors What you on I'mma put us on I ain't talkin' pebbles when I tell em that I'm stoned Oh so fade bitch I'm oh so faded Shine like my life gold plated Hungry like it's Budapest Shawty who da best Roll the mook let me do the rest yeah Ride around on volks holler at my folks Got a lot of smoke pockets on halitos' Stinky green stinky green let me set the scene Flee the scene and my weapon clean fiend That's my story and I'm sticking to it This ain't Amsterdam but we go Dutch Trick you could pay for your own lunch You clearly have the wrong one I mean you clearly must be on one un uh You wanna see me lately see me when it's all done Sorry hun it was all fun um Living out my dreams I don't need to sleep Going offroad I don't need a Jeep I'm a leader sky beaming I seen it had a vision Purple drapes high ceilings purple haze high ceilings I just keep on getting better I amaze high ceilings I Never cap like the snapple fact matter fact Make em double back every fuckin' track Here kitty catacomb dead to me Breakfast in bed honeycombs and some head for me Put me in a song what she said to me Ride around on volks holler at my folks Got a lot of smoke pockets on halitos' Stinky green sticky green let me set the scene Flee the scene and my weapon clean fiend That's my story and I'm sticking to it Another day another flight Another city what a fuckin' night Damn baby drop that ass twerk it right Fifteen stamps in a month that was somethin' light Like work like way Life's good scratch that life' great She's cool got that nice cake Thanksgiving plate baby I'll scrape Thicker than a snicker fuck it i'll wait She said her date so out dated They say nothin' is free but she do it for me Shorty poppin' some E then she poppin' for me And she rollin'. Yea she rollin' Them niggas with me Yea my niggas believe Everything that we need they gon get it through me And we rollin'. Yea we rollin' Why you niggas trippin' like you licking toads On another level and them bitches know So niggas want my seat I'm like that's a rope Kill the noise bitch I'm a professional She know it's comin' I'm the next to blow Got her signin' all the fuckin' checks with an axonal All I do is look yea my shit is exceptional You slippin' boy you f'in low I'm shinin' got fluorescent glow Nigga climb up to my pedestal You was lookin' good right here never muckin' boo ras Smokin' good around here Late day three sixty-five that's a round year My trip sixteen zips that's a pound there My chick fantastic bust it down there Her lips so thick yea they pucker down there They say nothin' is free but she do it for me Shorty poppin' some E then she poppin' for me I'm the maestro you up in the stands You should clap your hands when I orchestrate Running ice so put it in my hands I'll take you to the land that the coaches pray for Dreamville my team so ill that all make heat and we all get paid for it Rock stages and back stage it was your dream girl she gone wait for us Two years ago Cole told me bro you gonna blow just wait for it So I hone my craft wasn't a forward of cash Put my heart of wax I was made for it Then I wrote a track and he fucked with that And we shot a vid and he paid for it It's that organic me and rappers me and them not the same story I traveled the atlas before I was rapping The king was what my parents raised for Lost in the traffic but my city Started trap just to pay for it A pair of new kicks hoes stay at my wrist Didn't impress all them chicks that I craved for Now I don't even need to say shit Bitch need I say more This my personal life this a personal right You can turn from the light then shine on niggas like a baby at birth Just peeped this first bit of life Can't block it where the E clips I'm too kush for you I'm too kush for you Smoke dank nigga glowin' in the dark Miss calls like I don't wanna talk All these snake ass niggas in the grass man Thinkin' all these dog ass hoes wanna bark All that talk'll make a nigga leave It's gettin' late I'm thinkin' hit the beach girl Get naked you can take a leap here Let's be clear real nigga shit Every day a nigga cold now I froze now I'm torn down whoa no Not lookin' for a hold down to slow down just go down low Got some money I can thrown down We can go a couple more rounds We can do it with the roof up but I'm 'bout to make it pour down I'm throwed now like third down and 17 Super Mookin Fiends You know the team carry I got my city on Brooklyn to Queens They was lookin' for more till they looked into me I just got in and out niggas done had it for a minute man Why they still lookin' like rookies to me I've been committed and all my nigga tryna make a million Give you my opinion Fuck with the team I found a bean in my pocket wooh Might pop it in a bit and left came back God damn i'm poppin' in this bitch Still all these bitches get is stick from me RIP that nigga Chivalry Shout out God to my nigga Shigitty dawg Will week nigga every minute we ball Get it regardless Fucking the game I hit it the hardest It won't be the same I give you my word I never do promises unless I deliver Life's a bitch but ain't no living unless I forgive her That's bottles after bottles all this stress on my liver I don't ever watch the news They don't ever do no articles about the stress on my niggas We the best in the business I'm their Captain-Lieutenant Cole he caught a jet and rolled He just point ahead to roll niggas slept for a minute Now its over for these hoes claimed the city for my own Listen when the story told they gone tear they gone cheer Pass it pass it now I'm blasted Ash it ash it stupid bastard My eyes lower than a casket My piff greener than the Packers My chicks meaner then the ratchet My hydro I call it drastic That's that shit have a nigga on a trip Get a grip counter grip Grab a bitch pound a bitch Hittin' licks pounds of piff I don't ever feel these rapper I can tell they counterfeit Hop up on the mountain pits And them hoes they know The Feinds is mooking by the O's Burn and stick it light the flame Super mook glad you came Mooking haze everyday face Slid up on a base safe Sorry copper I don't take the bait snake I just move the weight cake While I'm out of state I go on a date Then I will penetrate I don't make mistakes Feel I'm 'bout to break I let her decide my fate She treat me like a shake weight wait Count money burn celebratory blunts Gotta get it 'cause you only gonna live it once Tryna own it I ain't fuckin' with the rented ones Jamaica Queens but I take it where it's really from The sentence of the kush ascended from the kush All you mook hoes do a bear shit in the woods And them hoes they know The Feinds is mooking by the O's Burn and stick it light the flame Super mook glad you came hoes That's it that's it now I'm blasted They wanna cage you in a wood box Tell you money make the world stop I wish the motherfuckers would stop I wish I coulda went to Woodstock Whole clique piff flame Make a broke nigga feel like a rich man Like a rich man like a rich man They wanna cage you in a wood box Tell you money make the world stop I wish the motherfuckers would stop I wish I coulda went to Woodstock Whole clique piff flame Make a broke nigga feel like a rich man Like a rich man like a rich man I'm super mook And them hoes they know The Feinds is mooking by the O's Burn and stick it light the flame Super mook glad you came A thousand dollars on one drink later That bottle from my niggas Drop knowledge on these hoes Coke bottle from the figure Top model when she pose Bird brain always talking so what's so Give a fuck about your past please be more current Try to make waves you gone need more current You should get you one of these Heart bigger than a picture couldn't fit it on my sleeve Hard regale got check couldn't get me on my knees Hard liquor good sex couldn't get you bitch to leave Damn I never said I'm the greatest but I only get greater Sixty cities off six teens just half for you later I just laugh on my haters you gonna have to excuse You gone need a jujitsu to cut through half of my layers I am like the rap Himalayas you can die at the peak It's such a beautiful sky You would die for a peak I always saw it on a bigger scale than the most niggas I try tell 'em but you can't tell most niggas Since I've been high I could always see high Like a bee hive buzzing did it whip my nigga Really we like cousins annd if you see life frontin' Gun it and chase that bitch but when you take that risk It's a double xord my nigga hit the feds while he had to make that flip I put the paper to lyrics make sure my crew full That something useful Make sure you make it the fruit fall You want eat as much shit as you choose to Shout out to by nigga Ron Gilmore Nigga was like you need to rap on this beat So I was like you know I'm going to rap on this beat Listen up I'm gone like ET No prone alloy all white GT Waking up early morning not easy Bas is a fiend snort 'til at least 3 Coming up watch me peak White home with a loan this not DC but I be the president Run the confederate of the generous Well bitches never sell a bit Trying to get in my city better sell a bit Sell a bit sell 'Piff nigga sell a brick Sell tricks up make your stretch boy New Jigster that's my next toy Going like Wall Street after exploits Off that bomb weed that I explore Calmly board the next plane at the airport Where I'm going Who knows Anywhere it ain't snowing with two hoes Penthouse condo with two floors Dipping through minor coke and two doors New ports shit they ain't hotter than me Kick up my feet like an G' Wake up my bed makes itself Bake up inhale take deep breath So high I can never find a fucking thing But I always find my fucking bling Riding on the rings Saturn swagger got me all rapping out of pattern Smoking good give your bitch wood like a tavern If they could bet them niggas would Doesn't matter 'cause they can't serve them hoes They ain't on a platter took my bank Eminem nigga Marshall Mathers That's a couple milli' hoe stuntin' like a video Burning on the piccolo green New York City Fiend City colder than the ghoster Streets like a cobra until you get bitten you probably wouldn't even know what I mean They ask but they never know what I seen So busy trying to scheme a nigga forgot to dream I'm dreamin' lucid Chess not checkers ya'll niggas stupid Bet's not check 'cause ya'll niggas foolish Bas serve 'em hot ya'll at the Damn revenge is a dish best served cold So I wish that to them assholes Yeah wave goodbye to my last goals Set sight on the flag poles My nigga just roll one let the storm settle Feel like a lightning storm and I'm on metal Feel like this life is a long walk thru nights to long coats with knives and nigga we all cattle Crabs in a bucket this is a small barrel Magnum blast yo ass with a long barrel Boy meet the devil Tell him come off you apparel For that pearly white ice your life is in peril The needle ain't sterile The wound is infected Broke as a joke So the wounded neglected This ain't a joke tho it's foolish to mess with a man on the edge Shit that's just a death wish You in some shit now Float in the septic Pitch em your goals but the throw intercepted Your niggas is grimey Your ho is deceptive Highway to life and theres only one exit But fuck it I veer off a road that is less followed The orchestra led and the guests followed The trumpets blow leave your chest hollow Violins play your sins on the strings and it sing it go How come everywhere I go I see a liquor store How come that nigga a vet but yet that nigga broke How come a nigga gotta die for you remember me How come the middle of July feel like Decemeber See the summer time is killing season Kiss my momma every day boy I'm barely breathing Bunch of heathens round me rather see me under cement Paranoia but this mook will keep me off the deep end So much beef in these city streets I pray you go vegan War torn from war stories man where do we begin Niggas is carbon dioxide just waitin to seep in While you sleepin leave your brain matter splattered and leaking Find a pastor a deacon rabbi or imam Tryna fly my way to heaven but this turbulence is strong My momma taught me right My city taught me wrong They say I'm on my way I pray it won't be long Need sunshine leave the city unwind Shine so hard God the city leave son blind The city is unkind The city get no sleep I rummage her underworld The city is so deep And it preach Haters form like ice after winter storms Never play along bag a chick girl let's make a porn Make a sandwich bitch Make a marriage strip go south like you on a van with Split like the grams me and my man get gotta feed the fam understand this 8 balls underhand pitch snitch crawl under sand ditch Paint a perfect picture would you be my canvas my name is in the scripture my makin' to plan this I planned it outstanding good things come to those who wait But hey I want that cake right now take a bitch on a sober date What I look like hit the gate and board a flight cloud it formed You are now in the right crowd when you hear that weak shit tell them niggas pipe down Fiend bitch get her beak wet mirror wipe down She show me the secrets she'll show you the night gown Husband slash life clown Like Drake bitch Thank me Later New York Yankee fuck you hater Big crib mad trees don't see my neighbor just see that paper Yeah she's a stand up chick but shit I layed her I layed her yeah she's a stand up chick but shit I layed her I layed her I thank god for the blizzard we snowed in Girl you lookin' like you rode in on a piff cloud Was it frozen and where the piff now are you holdin' 'Cause I damn sure is lil' mama newsflash this shit potent Lil' mama leave ya baggage at the door please check yo shit 'Cause that's yo biz lil' mama me and you Well we here for another reason It's December but i'm feelin' like another season 'Cause the flowers in June gon' sing a love tune And a howl at the moon tell her bring ya love soon Sharper than a harpoon yeah shorty wetter than a monsoon Yeah I read your colors like a cartoon But this purple say we depart soon gone Can we take a little trip We'll be gone couple hours We don't need a private jet Shorty get up on this dower You take me high like a seaside tidal wave Final days we spend 'em confined inside a cave With a moat of Hennessy marijuana blaze Liquor flowin' in the sleet whole 'lotta haze Whole 'lotta chicks wanna take ya place though You the only one I could never replace though They might replicate yo style Can't replicate yo smile you on hold Ain't no doubt could you wait here for a while Could you be the one that's always gon' look out for me See them birds on my arm and know it's falconry 'Cause you elevate me higher than a balcony But when you high girl you always start to doubtin' me Why I know that kush is paranoia Type of shit to make 'em look and think they never saw ya I ain't toyin' wit ya girl I'm tryna tell ya I'll be ya Ray Liotta now that's a good fella Can we take a little trip We'll be gone couple hours We don't need a private jet Shorty get up on this dower We super mooked high I look in ya eyes And ask you if you down to take a ride yeah Stroll up on a prairie house and steal the pie from 'em No need to roll another one 'cause you a fly woman Kind woman divine woman But if you disrespect Genghis Khan woman I'm pullin' for you 'cause you marathon runnin' Life is so cruel you had better times honey but It's always stormy before the beautiful day And sometimes you corny in the cutest of ways And a bit annoying 'cause you blew all my haze but it's cool Now you horny 'cause you blew all my haze Got me in a daze girl yeah 'cause ya strength make me brave girl Take a gaze I know it's dark but me and you Could never get estranged world Can we take a little trip We'll be gone couple hours We don't need a private jet Shorty get up on this dower Yo I got slugs for snitches no love for bitches Puttin' thugs in ditches when my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet known to get a priest wet I never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat Is Big L slow Hell no Bitches get fucked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough I'm known for yokin' Japs And beatin' them with smokin' gats Leavin' token Blacks with broken backs and open caps So with that bullshit step to the rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one 'Cause in a street brawl I strike men like lightnin' You seen what happened in my last fight friend Aight then I beat kids with lead pipes I leave trails of dead mic's Where I'm from niggas jewels get ran like red lights Old folks get mugged and raided crimes are drug-related And we live by the street rules that thugs created Clowns get smoked about a thousand folks Sellin' pounds of coke Front in this town and get a Tec-9 stuck down your throat I'm tellin' you shit is about to get drastic soon I'm quick to blast a goon And break a mothafucker like a plastic spoon I got the looks that make your hottie stare I keep a shotty near It's that nigga with notty hair who Gotti fear Tracks I'm known to roast until the microphone is ghost Props I own the most I'm leavin' niggas comatose Front and get your brain pinched Big L will have your whole gang lynched I started smokin' dust and been insane since This rap shit was a great gift The other night some snake riffed and got a hot lead facelift All through high school I had braids I kept mad blades Stabbin' teachers to death that gave me bad grades I cook the mic like a beef steak 'cause my technique's great And I'm the nigga police hate in each state 'Cause I'm the neighborhood lamper Punk brother vamper fuck around You'll find my silk boxers in your mother's hamper Cops drop when my Glock makes a pow sound I'm from a wild town You know my style clown so bow down Brothers can beg and borrow still feel sorrow When Jay Z like Zorro get in that ass better luck tomorrow I'm too much nigga so never should you rush You need slow down or get yo' ass tore down Check it out I'm too cocky to stop me you gotta kill me And when I'm gone you can still feel me on the real B The shit is eternal I rock the heavens well Even if they won't let me in Heaven I raise hell 'Til it's Heaven recognize the black cat with the nine lives Get up off me nigga it's bad luck to cross me I'm poppin' Crystal shootin' game like missiles As projected all hoes affected by this style I mack like Goldie go back like the oldie But the goody pullin' pop bitches wearin' hoodies They don't be knowin' the way I be flowin' When I be goin' I be runnin' the track like Jesse Owens I disrupt the natural scheme The way that you do things with a swing And have 'em rockin' like You say never you run if ever you come It's never you run so fast in your life to never have won Come on and ride the rhythm I produce like jizm Just like the gods I start with knowledge And follow with wisdom For greater understandin' I'm landin' blows And knockin' sense into those that oppose me Enticin' when slicin' through tracks You're screamin' Jesus Christ he's back And God knows he can rap Me and L put rhythm on the map so give him his dap And me I just take mine Gimme those gimme this gimme that You never see me stressed in a Mercedes On the prize my greedy eyes can't see no less Jigga incredible even my thoughts is federal Like kidnapping extortion and corruption So you know beatin' me will never come Like a nun or tomorrow I'm too thorough nigga I make moves 'cause bowels to move When I'm creepin' through your way With a thousand little dudes Armed with a piece like Islam I make your eyes rise like yeast Surprise I feel no fear when facing y'all Bet your lyrics jump off the track like racing cars Emcee's tryin' to be the best And even in dyin' couldn't be this def I see no reason to stop cheesin' And we can get down and split the wealth That's when I found I could do it myself I get up Ayo my crew be deliverin' hot lead when gats are clenched Rappers I jack and lynch nobody can fuck with the way I be killin' them shits in rap events Big L is the nigga you expect To catch wreck on any cassette deck I'm so ahead of my time my parents haven't met yet I'm feelin' like Billy Bathgate My rap style is past great I love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake I probly got your mommy strung Niggas hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung My clan plans to get Giuliani hung Never had a gassed head got loot 'cause I stash bread Try to tax and I'ma beat your faggot-ass half-dead I stomp white cops 'til they life stops for a low price hops 'Cause my blood is colder than an ice box 'Cause my crew'll kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor And every time my Mac-11 bucks I'm killin' at least seven ducks I never was a follower of Reverend Butts The bitch type I dislike I'm rougher than a fist fight All chicks ain't shit ain't no such thing as Ms. Right So we can never be a couple hun Fuck love All I got for hoes is hard dick and bubble gum And clown MC's I be attackin' quick I'm on some rappin' shit and some car-jackin' shit I ran up on this nigga name Mac in a black Ac' And put the gat to his cap click-clack Sorry Jack but get up out of that My nine works great so make a mistake and hesitate I can't wait to demonstrate this nickel plate He didn't listen to what I was speakin' he started reachin' So I left him sleepin' with his temple leakin' As soon as I grab it I eat it up like a savage And no I don't have it I get it together like a marriage I'm seekin' all rappers I'm on my P's and Q's and carrots Y'all don't understand well Goddamn don't you know my status I'm flowin' the fattest No need to explain my name the only thing that matters For suckers who bite me they find I'm a bit much to swallow You're thinkin' that's hollow The rhythm is too rrugged to follow Let me take a little breath goddamn The kid is a wizard I'm definitely destined to make eight digits Met up with L on the road to riches As soon as I step up nah whenever I'm in the Uh whatever I touch whatever I clutch You know I'm gonna end ya Uh the nigga don't play hey the nigga don't play hey What you niggas gonna do to the man I see you brought your little crew and I'm still comin' with velocity Ain't none of these clowns standin' their ground With the crown prince of the underground Sounds like I'm ready to catch wreck now The heats on sweat now Jay-Z's on be gone to the next town Punk jump up and get beat down Check it out check it out check it out Ladies be comin' out of their seats now Shit I got crazy skills it's a pity the way I'm rippin' Rugged rhythm through the city I got rhythm I hit 'em with rhythm I Hit 'em and split 'em I did 'em I get rid of them guys Baby with crazy ease watch Jay-Z get crazy G's Ayo you better flee hops or get your head flown three blocks L keep rappers' hearts pumpin' like Reeboks And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts Some brothers'd still be virgins if the crack never came out I got the wild style always been a foul child I'm known to have a hottie open I keep the shotty smokin' Front and get half the bones in your body broken And when it comes to gettin' nookie I'm not a rookie I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopi I run with sturdy cliques I'm never hittin' dirty chicks Got thirty-five bodies buddy don't make it thirty-six Step to this you're good as gone Word is bond I leave mics torn when I put it on Nobody can take nothin' from Big L but a loss chief The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth I'm known to gas a hottie and blast a shotty Got more cash than Gotti you better ask somebody Big L is a crazy brother and I'm a lady lover A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother I push a slick Benz I'm known to hit skins And get ends and commit sins with sick friends 'Cause I'm a money getter also a honey hitter You think you nice as me Haha you's a funny nigga I flows so one of my shows wouldn't be clever to miss I'm leavin' competitors pissed To tell you the truth it gets no better than this I'm catchin' wreck to the break of dawn In this song yo it's a must that I put it on Some boys see me gun nozzle and take a we fi joke Boy you gwan dead before you see me gun smoke See me gun nozzle and take me fi joke You gwan dead from a me you provoke I drink Moët not Beck's beer I stay dressed in slick gear Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean I see you when I get there And it's a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to Palm Beach I'm puttin' rappers in the wheelchair Big L is the villain you still fear 'Cause I be hangin' in Harlem and shit is for real here If you battle L you picked the wrong head I smash mics like cornbread You can't kill me I was born dead And I'm known to pull steel trigs and kill pigs I run with ill kids and real nigs who peel wigs My rap's steady slammin' I keep a heavy cannon It's a new sheriff in town and it ain't Reggie Hammond Peace to my peoples the Children of the Corn 'Cause we put it on adios ghost I'm gone Fuck all the glamours and glitz I plan to get rich I'm from New York and never was a fan of the Knicks And I'm all about expanding my chips You mad 'cause I was in the van with your bitch With both hands on her tits Corleone hold the throne that you know in your heart I got style plus the way that I be flowing is sharp A while back I used to hustle selling blow in the park Counting G stacks and rocking ice that glow in the dark Forever hottie hunting trigger temper I'm quick to body something You looking at me like I'm probably fronting I fuck around and throw three in your chest and flee to my rest I'm older and smarter this is me at my best I stopped hanging around y'all 'cause niggas like you Be praying on my downfall hoping I flop Hoping I stop you probably even hope I get locked Or be on the street corner with a pipe smoking the rock I got more riches than you fuck more bitches than you Only thing I haven't got is more stitches than you Fucking punk you ain't a leader what nobody followed you You was never shit your mother should have swallowed you You on some tag-along flunky yes man shit Do me a favor please get off the next man dick And if you think I can't fuck with whoever put your money up Put your jewels up no fuck it put your honey up Put your raggedy house up nigga or shut your mouth up Before I buck lead and make a lot of blood shed Turn your tux red I'm far from broke got enough bread And mad hoes ask Beavis I get nothing Butthead My game is vicious and cruel fucking chicks is a rule If my girl think I'm loyal then that bitch is a fool How come You can listen to my first album And tell where a lot of niggas got they whole style from So what you acting for You ain't half as raw you need to practice more Somebody tell this nigga something before I crack his jaw You running with boys I'm running with men I'ma be ripping the mics until I'm a hundred and ten I throw slugs at idiots no love for city cops I sport a pretty watch eight-hundred and fifty rocks I'm making wonderful figures I don't fuck with none of you niggas I might pull out this gun on your niggas And rob every last one of you niggas Aight let me kick some more shit one more time Aight check it out yeah check it out Yeah check it out yeah check it out Uhh check it out aight check it out Aight we gone hit it like this check it out Yo check it yo my shit is hot like jerk chicken I should rob you but with that cheap shit you ain't worth stickin' I've got a left hook that be leaving guys knocked out Keep fronting and I'ma choke you till your eyes pop out I was taught that if a nigga swing you have to swing right back Battle Corleone why do a stupid thing like that Yo I'm not in the mood son so don't push me tonight Plus I fucked your little sister and that pussy was right That pussy was tight gripping my dick like a pair of pliers You fucking snitch right now you prolly wearing wires It's not a joke so as soon as he laugh I'ma strip him naked and stick a long broom in his ass Leave him heart-broken make him quit rap and start smokin' My album is done so no there ain't no parts open I'm not a sweet stud I'm a street thug That's quick to beat a nigga like a cheap rug till he leak blood You sure soft watched you fall off might slide your whore off Then call all off and tear your jaw off My life is far out I got star clout Every week bring a different car out Go to clubs and buy the bar out You ain't a player put that cigar out Take that suit off before I shoot off and tear your roof off Leave your clothes bloody-red like the nose of Rudolph I rocked many stages and never got booed off I might let this gat burst put you in a big black hearse For that wack verse should have tried these other cats first 'Cause none of y'all niggas can fuck with me And if your man wanna join I got McGruff with me We puff much izzy I do shit that only tough men do And them cats you with fuck them too I'll buck them too You got fucked upstate you cupcake How many dicks can your butt take I ran through every bitch in my path I was fuckin' chicks in the ass when I was six-and-a-half Yo I'm a take you out your misery And after this nigga put you in the social study book 'cause you're history Follow me tell me if you feel me I think niggas is tryin' to kill me Picturin' pistols spittin' hollow points till they drill me Keepin' it real and even if I do conceal My criminal thoughts preoccupied with keepin' steel See niggas is false sittin' in court turned snitches That used to be real but now they're petrified bitches I'm tryin' to be strong they sendin' armies out to bomb me Listen to Ron the only DJ that can calm me Constantly armed my firepower keep me warm I'm trapped in the storm and fuck the world till I'm gone Bitches be warned word is bond you'll get torn I'm bustin' on Giuliani he rubbin' my niggas wrong And then it's on before I leave picture me I'm spittin' at punk bitches and hustlin' to be free Watch me set it niggas don't want it you can get it Bet it make these jealous niggas mad I said it This Thug Life nigga we don't cater to you hoes Fuck with me have a hundred motherfuckers at yo' do' I'm hard Jehovah said I'm barred from the pearly gates Fuck Him I didn't wanna go to heaven anyway But my momma got me on my knees with my hands gripped Hail Mary fuck her I never knew her I'd probably screw her and dump her body in the sewer Our father my pops stuck up dope spots big black and mean With the fifth by the Gabardine What you expected from his next of kin I'm loco bro but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin' The lesson from the Mac-10 is depressin' Niggas keep stressin' the same motherfuckin' question How many shots does it take to make my heart stop And my body start to shake Ron G stop the break I be that young pretty fly smooth glorious kid A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G I'll Roc-a-Fella like Shawn Carter With more game than Ron Harper The bomb sparker rapper slash charm robber While y'all be on the corners bummy and high I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy You wish you was in a position that I'm in Hot rhymin' diamonds shinin' autograph signin' My lifestyle is far out Every week bring a different car out I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out Uh 'cause I keep cream I'm large on the street scene Every time I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream That nigga who hold it down for Uptown And listen real closely how I break this slang shit down And if you got robbed you got stuck If you got shot you got bucked And if you got double-crossed you got fucked And if you got punched that mean you got snuffed A bull scare is a strong bluff I know you like the way I'm freaking it I talk with slang and I'mma never stop speaking it That's just the way that I talk yo Yo yo a burglary is a jook Mobb Deep already explained the meanin' of shook If you caught a felony you caught a F If you got killed you got left If you got the dragon you got bad breath If you got AIDS you got the germ If a chick gave you a disease then you got burned I know you like the way I'm freaking it I talk with slang and I'mma never stop speaking it The iron horse is the train And champagne is bubbly A deuce is a honey that's ugly If your girl is fine she's a dime A suit is a vine Jewelry is shine If you in love that make you blind Genuine is real A face card is a hundred dollar bill A very hard long stare is a grill If you sneaking to go see a girl that mean you creeping To guerrilla mean to use physical force I talk with slang and I'mma never stop speaking it Follow me tell me if you feel me I think niggas is tryin' to kill me Picturin' pistols spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me Keepin' it real and even if I do conceal My criminal thoughts preoccupied with keepin' steel See niggas is false sittin' in court turned snitches That used to be real but now they petrified bitches I'm tryin' to be strong they sendin' armies out to bomb me Listen to Ron the only DJ that can calm me Constantly armed my firepower keep me warm I'm trapped in the storm and fuck the world 'til I'm gone Bitches be warned word is bond you'll get torn I'm bustin' on Giuliani he rubbin' my niggas wrong And then it's on before I leave picture me I'm spittin' at punk bitches and hustlin' to be free Watch me set it niggas don't want it you can get it Bet it make these jealous niggas mad I said it This thug life nigga we don't cater to you hoes Fuck with me and have I be that young pretty fly smooth glorious kid I'll rock a fella like Shawn Carter With more game than Ron Harper The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber While y'all be on the corners bummy and high I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy You wish you was in a position that I'm in Hot rhymin' diamonds shinin' autograph signin' My lifestyle is far out Every week bring a different car out I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out huh 'Cause I keep cream I'm large on the street scene Every time I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream That nigga who hold it down for Uptown On this underground real shit nigga it's the heat nigga Now rewind this motherfucker You know you can't help it Deadly combination bwoy It's the number one crew in the area Gettin' men lynched and when tensed I'm killin' infants for ten cents 'Cause I'm a street genius with a unique penis Got fly chicks on my dick that don't even speak English I'm makin' ducks shed much tears I buck queers I don't have it all upstairs but who the fuck cares I'm grabbin' brews takin' fast swiggas I get cash and stash figures and harass them bitch ass niggas After you your man'll get scarred next And if your squad flex I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz Fillin' niggas with so much lead they can use they dick for a pencil I'm known for snatchin' purses and bombin' churches I get more pussy by accident than most niggas get on purpose I got drug spots from New York to Canada Now it's the dictator who's style is greater It's the man with more wild flavors than motherfuckin' now and laters And rappers I hit 'em well They automatically go to heaven fuckin' with me 'cause I give 'em hell So don't try to front troop When your style is played out just like an Oshkosh jumpsuit I'm out to collect figures I'm on some Wu-Tang shit so protect your fucking neck nigga Not a role model I'm a bad figure When it comes to rap I got skills out the ass nigga I got it locked like a warden Rap without Finesse is like the NBA without Jordan So all ya new jacks kickin' wack raps It's a fact that I'll be on your fuckin' back like a knapsack It ain't shit you can tell me Because bitches still gel me without a motherfuckin' LP It's the number one crew in the area Yo I got a death wish That's why I talk so much fuckin' shit I want these bitch motherfuckers to try to flip So I can fill up this clip And stick the gun between they lips like a cigarette And let 'em smoke the four fifth Ah fool ah goodbye no need to try to lie or cry It's time for motherfuckers to die Because to me death is like sex And if my brain was a deck of cards I'd be missing a whole deck Strap up a Mac and motherfuckers are runnin' like rats The blind bats are fuckin' crazed cats 'Cause the Microphone Nut's loose And you're wonderin' how the fuck did this madman get cut loose From twenty-five consecutive twenty-five to life bids For murderin' up some fuckin' white kids These were the kids of the prison guards Then I startin' killin' squads of prison guards in the prison yard One two everybody's through The Microphone Nut flew over the prison walls without a clue And now I'm back to haunt shit and talk shit Whoever flaunt shit I leave 'em unconscious I run through ya with a maneuver and German luger Please show me where the crack is at While they quarter crack the sack I crack they backs like Cracker Jacks So I'm the one you should run from Because the Microphone Nut is like a motherfuckin' stun gun The way I rock no way you could stop I shock pop and drop when Jay gets hot When I'm in the zone better hold ya own 'Cause I like to break when I finish a poem No way you can get up when I get down I shake rattle and roll and wreck shit like none And beat a nigga ass half silly on the one Fuckin' A fuckin' Jay ill with skill So ladies step up I get around like a wheel I'm never chokin' off chronic skills are bionic Bitches are screaming like Onyx Respect that I'll peel a punks cap back and sign it Creep through your block fuck a Glock I step Through your neighborhood armed with nothing but a rep I'm giving these ladies something they can feel 'cause I'm real It's the number one crew in the area Known for sendin' garbage MCs to the graveyard Yo you step up and you'll get played like the small fry I'm throwin' niggas off the roof said you wanna be the Fall Guy So mess around you'll be a dead man I get hype tonight's the night like Redman Nuff respect to Big L who get wreck Chiggidy check yourself 'cause I ain't workin' with a full deck I'm lethal eatin' people Not Jeffery Dahmer I'm the sequel head or gut like Illegal I'm leavin' caps in your back fool I rip tracks wanna say peace to hip hop A nigga disagree bring it on and get dropped I get wreck I'm Party Arty so hit the deck The kid with the Tec smokin' niggas like cigarettes Now some ask me how I'm gettin' jewels I say big up big up it's a stick up stick up Nigga we ghost man a punk I let it roast and leave your pussy ass comatose I'm shootin' up like the west is Fuck suggestions I'll blow out a niggas intestines Better dip fast quick fast or you won't last One blast will put your ass in a body cast And I be killin' for rep get ill in a sec Nine mil on your neck blood spill is still in effect Constantly comittin' grand larceny Arsony niggas don't want no parts of me Never past up a fast buck ask the last duck His jewels was truck he got his ass stuck So what the fuck is you sayin' hops I'm wanted for slayin' cops Who's ever around when I be sprayin' drops But I ain't givin' a fuck who gets hit Niggas coppin' pleas but I ain't tryin' to hear shit I'll burn you faggot niggas like toast If you die and come back I shoot your spirit Now your ass is just a holy ghost You tried to play me to the left You better put a target on your head 'Cause you're marked for death The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it Sendin' poems to have them faggots Diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart L's the nigga that crime follows I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles I beat chumps 'til they head splits Then break 'em like bread sticks I sex chicks I'll even fuck a dead bitch Always sprayin' with my nine because I be stayin' vexed Some nigga named Dex was in the projects layin' threats I jumped out the Lincoln left him stinkin' Put his brains in the street Now you can see what he was just thinkin' I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale Satan said I'm learnin' well Big L's gonna burn in Hell Front and get scarred 'cause your rap style ain't even hard I run with a heathen squad and none of us believe in God I got styles you can't copy bitch Every Sunday a nun lay from my gun spray Fuck Carlito we doin' shit the Devil Son's way Every minute my style switches up They said a real man won't hit a girl Well I ain't real 'cause I beat bitches up I use words that's ill L got nerves of steel I'm cool but every now and then I get a urge to kill I'm takin lives for a great price I'm the type to snap in Heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest The Big L's mad stressed 'cause Hell is my address I'm on some satanic shit strictly Little kids be wakin' up cryin' No bitch I'm off duty I'm breakin' hottie hearts niggas drop when my shotty sparks It ain't no food in my fridge just body parts I keep the gear fresh I keep the braids rugged I never wear rubbers bitch if I get AIDS fuck it A beef with me you better prevent it 'cause in a minute I'll jump out a tinted rented and leave a nigga body dented And my swoll knob your main girl cold-slobbed And gave a blow job to my whole mob with no prob' Ayo crazy bitches slept with L Then they niggas got mad and tried to step to L But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special ed So I suggest you spread pretzelhead 'Fore I turn your white sweatsuit red Where no man can withstand or hold his own Ayo spark up the phillies and pass the stout Make it quick money grip or your ass is out In a street brawl I strike men quicker than lightning You seen what happened in my last fight friend a'ight then L's a clever threat a lyricist who never sweat Comparing yourself to me is like a Benz to a Chevrolette And clown rappers I'm bound to slay I'm saying hi to all the cuties from around the way Yeah 'cause I got all of them sprung Jack My girls are like boomerangs No matter how far I throw them they come back I'm coming straight out the New-York City I'm down with Diggin In The Crates and I'm MVP Yo it's a must that I get papes Peace to all the DJ's who gave me love on they mixtapes And once again the man's back with a dance track So here's your chance Jack to get loose and let your hands clap I got juice like Boku mad crews I broke through Brothers be mad 'cause I hit more chicks than they spoke to And everytime I'm jammed I always find a loophole I got a crime record longer than Manute Bol And my raps are unbelievable like aliens and flying saucers No more iron horses 'cause I'm buying Porsches Coming straight out the New-York City Battles I lose none I make crews run I get fools done got ten fingers but only use one I run up like Machine Gun Kelly with a black skully Put one in your belly leave you smelly then take your Pelle I'm the neighborhood lamper punani vamper Mess around you'll find my silk boxers in your Mommy's hamper And nowadays girls want you for your money I'm like Hev I got nothing but love for you honey And since I'm looking slick and my pockets are thick I need surgery to get chicks removed from my Yo once again it's the Big L that kid who got much props From killin' corrupt cops with motherfuckin' buck shots So don't step to this 'cause I got a live crew You might be kinda big but they make coffins yo' size too I was taught wise I'm known to extort guys This ain't Califronia it's Harlem nigga we do walkbys No one can match me tax me or wax me If you want me to write you some raps G just ask me 'Cause on the shelf is where your LP cold stood Because it was no good that shit ain't even go wood I'm not the type to take sluts out I just fuck they guts out Get my nuts out then break the fuck out Me being a virgin that's idiotic 'Cause if Big L got the AIDS every cutie in the city got it Once a nigga tried to stick me for six G's And I put more holes in his ass than swiss cheese Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black I steal lives like a stone thief so leave me alone chief Or catch a buck shot to your domepiece I must warn I got it goin' on word is bond Ducks be gettin' thrown off platforms like P.M. Dawn I'm catchin' bodies like a villain's supposed to And I squeeze triggers not just on niggas but hoes too So don't try to test me 'cause I can't stand testers Fuck around I'll introduce you to your ancestors Step to this and get left with a face full of tears pal But man you've been rappin' for years now And ain't made a hit yet you flop in a split sec In the shower's the only time you get your dick wet I roll with scary crews I come out of wars barely bruised I'm puttin' motherfuckers on the Daily News I was a gangsta from the gitgo Leavin' fags in bodybags with tags on they big toe Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black Yo ever since I was young I ripped mics and I killed beats And I'm known to milk freaks and hit em on silk sheets No dame can give me a bad name I got mad fame I'm quick to put a slug in a fag brain I be placin' snitches inside lakes and ditches And if I catch AIDS then I'mma start rapin' bitches I'm all about makin' papes kid I killed my mother with a shovel just like Norman Bates did My old man in the past stuck me up without a mask Then his ass cold dashed with my cash fast Fifty G's is what the creep stole so the next day Knocked on his door and shot his granny through the peephole That's the type of shit I'm on word is bond Got it goin' on from the break of dawns to the early morn' You know my style I'm wild comin' straight out of Harlem pal It's Big L the motherfucking problem child Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black This goes out to all y'all bitchass niggas So if your mother ain't ready for a funeral don't fuck with me 'Cause I know a good way to get your family together And I ain't talkin' bout a reunion motherfucker Yo I'm bout to sign out but before I go I gotta say peace to the NFL crew you know who you are And all y'all niggas talkin' that gun shit And won't bust a rhyme stop fakin' the funk Word I'm bout to get up out of here Yo I'm out B yo peace man I gotta get this money So all y'all niggas on my hitlist get your suits ready Ayo Showbiz man I had this bugged out dream last night that I was the Devil's son B I was doin' some ill shit 'Cause I'm the only son of the motherfuckin' Devil It's a fact I'm livin' foul black Niggas should have known I was sick From the shit I did a while back 'Cause bein' bad I couldn't stop When I was in preschool I beat a kid to death with a wooden block Faggot niggas I was backslappin' I realized that every time I got mad somethin' bad happened A nigga hit me with a can of beer then he ran in fear Later they found him hangin' from a chandelier Enemies I be buckin' quick My moms know who I am 'Cause she know who she was fuckin' with When I catch fits my mom picks up the crucifix And I kill chumps for the cheapest price I'm rollin' with Satan not Jesus Christ Enemies I got several done I'm straight from hell the motherfuckin' Devil's son When I was twelve I went to hell for snuffin' Jesus I'm wavin' automatic guns at nuns It's Big L and I'm all about takin' funds I'm a stone villain known for killin' and rapin' nuns Ayo I even kill handicapped and crippled bitches Look at my scalp real close and you'll see triple sixes There's no doubt I'm all about a dollar I just signed a lifetime contract with the funeral parlor This kid that owed me dough I didn't take his life Instead I tied him up and made him watch me rape his wife One nigga cold tried to diss me and that shit is risky The nigga took a swung but he missed me So I popped off now the chump's knocked off I spit in his mothafuckin' face and then bopped off Once a hottie shot me with a shotty I died but then I came back to life in another body The way I'm livin' is dead wrong I'm a devil from Hell without the tail or the red horns Killin' is fun I'm number one with a gun Front and get done 'cause you can't run from the Devil's Son When I was twelve I went to hell for snuffin' Jesus I'm wavin' automatic guns at nuns The Big L is strictly gun-play I run through church and pistol-whip the priest every Sunday Once I put out the crazy order I sent niggas to kill Tom his mom and his baby daughter I'm livin' up to my extortion image I be stalkin' Lennox Catchin' more bodies than abortion clinics A kid tried to take L out Shot me in the chest with a nine I just laughed and spit the shell out Next I took his gun then he dropped to his knees with ease I made him freeze he begged me please not to squeeze But I ain't the type to fuss I just snipe and bust Click clack bang another nigga bites the dust Shorts I'm takin' none Misbehave and get sent to the grave by the Devil's Son The motherfuckin' Devil's Son is definitely in effect Givin' a shout-out to all the murderers thieves Armed robbers serial killers psychos lunatics Crackheads mental patients mental retards And a special shout-out to all the niggas with AIDS When I was twelve I went to hell for snuffin' Jesus I'm wavin' automatic guns at nuns They don't give a damn who gets killed Just as long as the dice keep rollin The hoes keep hoeing and the money keeps flowin My name is L and I'm from a part of town where clowns Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds And if you're soft don't go through it when it gets dark 'Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax They're sneakier than alley cats That's why I carry gats Yo I'm a muthafuckin' fugitive Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle that I choose to live Because to me it's all about a buck I used to have a partner in crime by the name of Chuck We stormed the city shooting shit up like Frank Nitti We robbed kids and split the dough fifty-fifty One day we stuck a dice game on the avenue and split the cash Then I murdered his ass and took his half Because I'm all about ends and skins When you got those you don't need no muthafuckin friends If I catch you on a late night black you're getting stuck jack My moms told me to get a job fuck that Ayo picture me getting a job Taking orders from Bob selling corn on the cob Yo how the hell I'mma make ends meet Making about a hundred dollars a week Man I rather do another hit I want clean clothes mean hoes and all that other shit Yo I admit I'm a sucker A low down dirty sneaky double-crossin connivin' muthafucka Breaking in cribs with a crowbar I used to wait until it gets dark And tell a nigga to strip I wanna see some birthmarks Like a ninja dressed in black with a ski mask I take all the funds then I run down the street fast I vicked this nigga named Eugene took his brand new ring 'Cause sticking up's an everyday routine Once I was cruising in a beat-up ride Saw this nigga named Clyde And snuck up on him from the blind side I told him give up the dough before you get smoked Oh you're broke now you're dead broke The Big L was cold crazy A top-notch crook snatching pocketbooks from old ladies I don't care I'll do anything to get a buck Even rob a Miller truck 'cause I don't give a fuck Some say I'm ruthless some say I'm grim Once a burglar broke into my house and I robbed him Plenty and many brains I bust 'Cause I was livin' the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous All of us from Harlem That's living the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous This goes out to my brothers Whitey Ty Speeder Ru Dog Herb McGruff E-Jet G Love Doc Ring Slice and Rich Dice And I gotta say rest in peace to Mate the Skate Dog And my man Kerry peace Now what kinda life is that for a fucking child Word to mother fuck all that stupid shit Controversial not commercial nigga Yo my crew is in the house Terra Herb McGruff Buddah Bless Big Twan Killa Cam Trooper J and Mike Boogie And I'mma set it like this Aiyo folks who quote what I wrote get choked You better surrender before you get smoked You niggas be thinkin this kid is a joke I put chumps to rest fast when my Smith-Weston blast So just dash or trespass and get your chest smashed Rap New York rules I sport jewels and extort crews Don't get me pissed I got a short fuse I go bezerk when I put in work or do dirt jerk So stay alert no smirk 'cause these knuckles hurt I'm from the alley not the valley I'm hotter than Califronia wicked like Harry And fuck Sally I rather marry Halle I revive crowds with live styles Don't hang with jive pals Adios ghost I'm 5 thous' Well I'm flave and I was down with the crime wave Now it's time saved yo 'cause now I'm a rhyme slave In the nineties I sold cracks collected some dough stacks Hold gats a joker got his soul taxed Innovated rappers you know who made it Tell the Terra to rotate it his raps are gold-plated This nigga Terra is past butter sharp like a glass cutter Ass brother I leave your rhyme trash gutter I'm more rare the MC in this warfare Put you in a morgue where it's too late for that Lord prayer Power struck Terra drops the follow-up Sour luck niggas gotten props to swallow nuts For those that don't know yo I'm Herb McGruff I'm on some murder stuff and when I talk every verb is rough Front on this and get beat bad With big bats that bruise break bones then wind up bloody in a bodybag MC's are live but I'm mad liver Aiyo my rhymes are more funky than a African cab driver Step to this and get sliced with ease ate up like rice and peas Yo I'm nice with these Ask the nigga in my last bout He thought I just was on some gun shit I had to knock his ass out Microphones I gotta tear Peace to Big L straight from hell I'm the fuck up outta here Aiyo it's time to get drastic but God bless the fantastic Herb passed it now I melt the mic like it's plastic I rag crews 'cause I'm bad news In a mad mood I'm serving brothers quicker than fast food Step to this and get your body blown 'Cause I'm no maricon for poems I slide the hotties home Here's some advice I'm mad nice Aiyo I'm quick to lick the mag twice and cold take a fag's life My swellin melon got niggas jealin Aiyo fuck bribes I'm takin niggas lives like a felon Yo I bust chumps like a Glock when I drops in The top ten is rocked when it's locked in I just abuse the flow don't need a fuse to blow Bruise the groove slow when I rhyme I just kill the show I got lines that's deeper than a jail bid Been no frail kids get nailed and read braille when they fail dig Yeah ain't I nasty too nasty to trash me Bash me aiyo that's dead so don't ask me You'd get bumped off if beef ever jumped off I never come soft I gotta pump that sawed-off But when I let slugs out you will get rubbed out For dissin you come up missing like a cub scout Rappers be funny like Fletch 'cause they sections say they slaughter son Talk about nines and tecs and never shot a watergun But Killa Kam I get erratic when it comes to static There you have it a trigger fanatic with a automatic Increase the peace that cease 'cause once I release My crew from the east we leavin at least Twenty police deceased it's the beast on attack So make tracks I break backs I jack with def gats and black macs On Lenox Avenue ain't no light looks you fight crooks Left and right hooks if you front get your life took I'm having nail-sharp pains in my brain like a Hellraiser I'm blazin trails from jail cells so a trailblazer Who find crime and fill the nine with nothin but lead In backyard alleys but I call em crackyard valleys And I pack more rallies than riots back in Cali And people wanna know the reason why I blow my fuse I'm in a daze and I'm so confused From seein heads shake so many times the lead make And Mike Boogie's next up and keep my head straight I should never rhyme 'cause every time I step into a contest Kids evacuate the premises like it's a bomb threat 'Cause they know when I start droppin' poems That I be knockin' domes poppin' bones and sendin' niggas hoppin' home Word to God it's kinda hard for a fag to touch this So if you're coming to see me nigga bring a cast and crutches And niggas I don't need a gun for you none of you 'Cause I can kill you dead with the lead from my Number 2 And it's death in every paragraph And niggas learn when I burn their motherfuckin' ass to ash No need to question am I nice 'cause it's a fact friend I shoot the gift like Santa Claus with a Mac-10 And niggas ain't half as nice so they get sacrificed And sent to the afterlife they ain't no match for Mike Now I'm bout to skate in a rush just finished makin' it tough Peace to Big L aiyo 8 is enough I gotta say peace to D-Whiz and Short Man Brothers that was there since the beginning Peace to Mase Murder and the B.B.O. Crew And all the other crews that's representin in Harlem You know what I'm sayin And last but not least Coming at you once again in nine-five And I dedicate this one to all my peoples from Uptown and everywhere Yo where I'm from it ain't cookies and cream There's a lot of peer pressure growin' up as a young teen You never know when you gonna get wet 'Cause mad clowns be catchin' wreck with a Tec just to get a rep Instead of cool friends they'd rather hang with male thugs Instead of goin' to school they'd rather sell drugs It's best to go the right route and not the wrong one Because it's gonna catch up with you in the long run Brothers be on the corners actin' stupid gettin' lifted They life is twisted and most of them are quite gifted In other words they got talent But they'd rather sell cracks and bust gats And run the streets actin' violent To them it's all about hittin' skins and makin' some easy green 'Cause that's all they show you on the TV screen All they care about is a buck or bustin' a sweet nut They don't give a 'cause they street struck Before the rap contract I was sellin' crack Stay strapped with a Mac I was into all of that I started rappin' and got nice as hell If it wasn't for this I might be doin' life in jail And some of my peeps are still in the game selling 'caine If that's what you gotta do to maintain Go 'head and do your thang But with the cash profit make an investment And try not to go to the grave like the rest went 'Cause you can be rich with crazy loot own a house and nine cars What good is that if you're dead or behind bars And yo it's not even funny I've seen a lot of my peers give up their careers For some fast money They could've been boxers ballplayers or rap singers Instead they bank robbers and crack slingers Ayo they used to be legit kids now they corrupt They had dreams but gave 'em up 'cause they street struck You better listen to 'cause being street struck'll get you nothin' but a bullet or jail time I still chill with my peeps in the streets But most of the time I'm in the crib Writing rhymes to some dope beats Or either calling up some freaks to bone But word up I try to leave the streets alone But it's crazy hard kid in other words it's spooky The streets be callin' me like the crack be callin' Pookie It ain't a dumb joke listen to this young folk 'Cause where I'm from you can choke from the gun smoke Stay off the corners that might be your best plan Before you catch a bullet that was meant for the next man Or end up with a deep cut Or relaxin' on a hospital bed from bein' street struck Ayo take it from me the Big L 'cause I been through it all you know what I'm sayin' Stay off them corners you'll stay out of trouble And I gotta say rest in peace to all the casualties of the streets I'm outta here Let me get to the point real quick When your pockets are thick mad chicks be on a brother's tip When ya sporting jewels and driving in a groovy car All the ho's gonna sweat you like a movie star To get in your pockets that's what them girls wanna do But if you not rich them chicks gonna front on you No matter how strong your rap You only knock boots when you got loot and you on the map 'Cause if you broke you'll get a whack slut If you got dough you get a ho with a fat butt With fresh gear long hair and a cute face And if you live alone she's gonna pack her suit case and move in Then you start losing all your bucks Soon you broke as a joke and out of luck Then she takes off and breaks off your ho's gone so long dear I'm outta here a good relationships been torn 'Cause when you on top everything's okay But when you broke you gets no play Girls of the nineties ain't nothing but crooks It's all about what's in your pockets not how you look That's why you can't talk to just any whore Leaving brothers for the next man 'cause he's got a penny more They want a drug dealer not a scholar Some girls barely speak but always asking for a dollar And if you pushing a fresh Benz they'll be your best friends Yeah as long as you collect ends You think she's all yours but as soon as your dough go Your ho go now you solo But when you was makin' papes selling jumbos You bought dumb clothes for all of them bum ho's And you was taking em to the movies every weekend Now that you dead broke the girls stopped speaking 'Cause nowadays girls want you to trip The only thing they can get from Big L is a big 'Cause when you on top everything's okay But when you broke you gets no play I tell it how it is 'cause I'm a bold figure And I hate a money hungry girl gold-digger It ain't even funny Some girls don't even know me asking me can they get some money I'm looking nothing like your poppa I wouldn't give a chick ten cent to put cheese on a Whopper They wanna know why I'm so fly A girl ask me for a ring and I put one around her whole eye Chicks used to diss but now they wanna kiss Yo Showbiz I'ma break it down like this It's like that y'all and that's a fact y'all I hit hoes from the back and don't give a jack y'all It's Big L y'all I'm living swell y'all I do my thing that's why my name ring bells y'all If you don't got endz they act like they never saw you Crooked corrupted criminal crime boss with cream Cocaine hustler blowing out the brains of busters Be in my mansion chillin' inhalin' the ganja smoke Counting mad cream weighin' tons of coke Guarded by thugs and Rottweilers I flood the streets with drugs and clock dollars Niggas get plugged when my Glock hollers Skunk smokers Philly and Owl ripper Cristal sipper I've been a willy for a while nigga 'Gruff got hoes the man with all the nachos Expensive hot clothes drop top Rolls East coast West coast fiends overdose 'Gruff get the cream with my team and I'm ghost This money be temptin' me to jump out the MPV Empty three clips of hollow tips with no sympathy Since fourteen I sold morphine for more green Kept dope in a Nautica coat under the drawsting And watched out for cops squad cars and Beemers And laundry ninas flee the country to Argentina Laid back in the beach coastin' with commuters Smokin' the buddahs on the cruiseline boat to Aruba For a while yo pump the vowel so I can pile dough Then become a Harlem kingpin just like Alpo' Get paid so I can lay low in San Diego With yayo so I can ship it out whenever I say so Yo Makin' this money is the American Dream East Coast to West Coast you know what I mean Whether it's Uptown Downtown you pick the scene You gots to get your own scheme We ain't splittin' this cream Yo I'mma run hysterically till they bury me Count numerically hills of Beverly More grands than cherokee president like Eric B. and Rakim Drug game I'm top ten locked in Right now its not an option And those who creep got the Mac in the heat They got the five-inch screens in the back of the seat And now they got this daddy raggin' Last year had me saggin' wasn't ready When Heavy was back tossed me in the paddywagon But ain't nobody out here stoppin' love 'Cause we was twelve years old in the Cotton Club poppin' bub' So all the fame without the fortune goddamn you wrong Killa kid Cameron surviving in the Amazon Yo I leave you dazed and froze With all kinds of amazing flows Money surrounded I counted While bathing with Asian hoes Back home niggas is after me I'm back to sea sippin' daquiris Coke factory fiends baggin' up crack for me From cutting up rocks to investing in stocks Nautica yachts and knots busting outta my socks Now that Bloods play the chub All the ladies love me they hate who made me hubby Behind my back they say my baby's ugly Each night I sleep with freaks with Lamborghini jeeps Neighbors be sneaking peeks how my semen leaks between the sheets Mess up my loot I cut your collars Juan 'Cause these is modern times and the only thing I see is dollar signs Check it To be seen clean in the mean Beam Is every team's dream Big L's a cream fiend With more green than Springsteen You know I'm crazy quick to smack a groupie I'm known to mack a hoochie Harlem kids is known for felonies Be yellin 'freeze ' we stash cheese And keep a pocket full of centuries Ayo I'm set for the rest of my life Some clown that laid the threat 'cause I had sex with his wife I stuck my tool to his brain said act a fool and get slain Nigga yo' bitch chose me you know the rules to the game Ayo I'm serious I'm not the type to joke a lot Dressed in all black never seen in polka dots No other write rhymes like these I'm cool as a light breeze I'm playin' rappers out like striped Lees I'm smoother than velvet my lyrics are well-written I don't roll with punks I only roll with live guys I had beef with this thief named Randolph Now he's in a casket dressed up with his hands crossed So you better leave L alone Before I reach out and touch you but not with a telephone Yo I'm the brother that you never even thought of beatin' Black white or Puerto Rican I'm gonna slaughter each and Every crab MC that runs up When a battle comes up give me two thumbs up I damage all opponents as soon as the bell rings The crown is still mine 'cause I drop ill rhymes A lot of rappers talk that murder shit and couldn't kill time One two one two crews I run through Fuck karate Big L practice Gun Fu 'Cause I'm a MC assassinator I grab the mag and leave a nag leakin' like activator Step to this and get shanked up I knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went bankrupt And I entertain well because of my brain cells I'm naughty and stop callin' me shorty my name's L My raps are hotter than the Bahamas MC's be talkin' about breakin' jaws when they couldn't break a promise With Big L you can't swing long So get behind me and sing 'cause every hero got a theme song The Big L's back to attack with a phat rap Matter of fact black I'm puttin' Harlem on the map Wassup 'cause I'm a stiggy star Breakin' 'em up and then takin' they heart You better believe that Big L is the man that be rippin' the microphones apart I'm undefeated that's the stone truth 'Cause battlin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone booth I take lives with no pride I just committed a homicide A punk brother died 'cause he tried To take my cash but he didn't last I pulled out fast He tried to bash then I blast on his monkey ass I make a lot of dough I'm quick to spot a foe Even if my grandma violate she gotta go When I was young I played with guns not a kiddy toy 'Cause I'm a rough rugged gangsta not a pretty boy Facts on tracks I recite well Everybody wanna be like Mike but Mike wanna be like L I drive up and down Harlem blocks iced-out watch Knots in my socks cops think I'm selling rocks Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk but I'm sober They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova Listen Columbo you're mad because your money come slow And what you make in a year I make in one show Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride Call me all kind of names try to hurt my pride You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat pockets dumb fat I'm through with that illegal life I'm staying legit I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit I walk around with six thou' without a pistol my whole clique's wild I'm rich pal no more sticks I'm making hits now I drink Cristal I'm through breaking laws I don't sell coke any more I do tours So get that flashlight out of my face To bring me down them Jakes will do whatever it takes Word up them Federals got my phone and my house tapped Praying that I fall for the mousetrap I doubt that Why do I end up in so much shit I done came way too far to be calling it quits Jake wanna lock me up even though I'm legit They can't stand to see a young brother' pockets get thick Aiyo enough's enough Federals try to set me up Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust Plus they want a nigga's soul but they know Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know For sure death before dishonor I left the streets alone Since Tone deceased it almost killed his mama So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing Pursuing my dream till there's enough cream to start my own union And show these kids how legit it is Shit is real I used to steal but now I own several businesses So where's your witness that you claim to have Saying that I'm taking half extorting New York and not paying tax I'm laid back playing the role laying the low But it's the same old Joe so don't get KO'd Hey yo I'm gonna fry for what I never did Or catch a heavy bid why don't they just let a nigga live What would you do if a vicious enemy Suddenly started coming at you Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you Yo I'm straight loco to hell with you and your broke ho You ain't a big dog you more like Toto you got no dough I smoke 'dro mixed with cocoa strong as bolo Chips from here to Acapulco While y'all buck for legs I buck for heads I even buck celebs nigga fuck the feds My underground niggas y'all can shine with me Got my own label now so y'all can sign with me Y'all can take me from the bottom and climb with me That's fine with me that's how it was designed to be Gats we bust backs we crush Only hot tracks we lust crazy stacks we clutch And we need plaques to touch that say platinum plus 'Cause half of you niggas that's rappin' now is wack to us And cats still wonder can they get as hot as he been That probably depends let me show you how to begin Bang chicks in Marriotts down to Quality Inns Hit the bar spend cash like Monopoly ends Plushed out rock gators and exotical skins Come in the hood flippin the chicken and broccoli Timbs Niggas come in the game block they shot at the rim That ain't in you the fuck you gon' possibly win Keep a steady grip make cream just like Ready Whip Heavy with styles that's the deadliest Cats on that petty shit watch how much lead he get You tryin to go places chasin Oasis About nothin gettin low wages Drink Hennessy with no chasers Right hook is like Joe Frasier's I'm the bodacious body parts are big and like Schwarzenegger's Smokin' Garcia Vega tryin to get the larger paper If you block the cash we lockin ass I'mma put it in your chest like a Stockton pass Only out to earn figures like we please But I don't mind to burn niggas like CDs Now exhibit styles I kick with it Pardon me but I'm fuckin sick with it Gats we bust Only hot tracks we lust And we need plaques to touch 'Cause half of you niggas that's rappin' now My nigga C-Town my big brother Big Lee holding it down Flamboyant baby for life We taking over coming to a theater near you Check it out come on check it Make sure my mic is loud and my production is tight Better watch me 'round your girl if you ain't fuckin' her right You damn playa haters never want to see me blow Flamboyant Entertainment CEO Yo the spotlight is mine it ain't his no more When Lee come home niggas can't live no more And I'm straight keep a Harlem World mindstate I never lounge where you find Jake Suprise niggas like a blind date L rhyme great And I'mma increase the crime rate for old time's sake Run with me and I'm a make you a star When me and my crew hit the clubs we go straight to the bar Leave 'em empty I cruise through Harlem in an BMW Never pay for parties say my name and I'm in free Selling niggas that wet shit right out the jar shit I'm dumb hot I'll wreck you and your young flock Keep the gun cock represent one block We quick to put a bullet in a stranger's dome I'm known to kick a rough rhyme and rock much shine Yo I'm out I done took up enough time A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother Corleone is too advanced for y'all Big L I'm a pimped-out nigga for real Big L Corleone is too advanced for y'all Yo it's Corleone and Queen's Most We bust 'til your whole team ghost Everywhere we go we must bring toast Forever poppin' the chrome always droppin' a poem I can write it or recite it off the top of the dome However you want it is How I'm gonna give it to you Big L style They brought it back to the streets 'cause that shit sell now So pal back up a bit give me some elbow space I represent Harlem World not Melrose Place So I'ma lace the jewels up with nice baguettes Flamboyent is the label that writes the checks Y'all niggas better stop fronting 'cause I might get vexed And I'ma run up on y'all and slice yours necks With the machette pockets heavy Slang more cane than Eddie I represent uno tres nueve Time is money so I stay late I'm quick to slide a playmate I gotta represent it somebody gotta do it 'cause I'm the most valuable poet when it comes to this shit and I'ma prove it right now check it out My clique is quick to put a bullet in a stranger's dome You should have known not to roam through the Danger Zone In Harlem is where the thugs rest in a slug fest We sending faggots all the way to heaven like Doug Fresh Big L grew up in the slums of greed known for drawing guns with speed And selling tons of weed 'cause I got sons to feed And it's a must that my toast smokes I'm not like most folks Fuck tens and twenties I carry ghost-notes And it's a must that I commence to slaying Any faggot MC who goes against the grain I'mma smoke Pataki ass and Rudolph Giuli' like a wooley I keep a tooly for any moolie who act fooly So if a nigga disrespect L to hell is where I'mma send em' After I skin em' and spit some venom in em' I run with intruders looters and sharpshooters Who spark buddahs and fuck thick bitches with large hooters Yo I'm the nigga that be jumping on your stereo When I walk the streets the bitches be tapping they friends like there he go Never had rules to follow none of my jewels are hollow Try to tax mines and you'll be on the news tomorrow 'Cause I never was the type to start beefs But I spark creeps on dark streets and stop they heart beats To hell with silly games I play survival sports Sometimes I be in the crib stressed the fuck out with suicidal thoughts All my life I've been a lady bruiser a wrong chooser School refuser drug abuser born loser Clothes bummy nose runny it wasn't funny A little dummy who tried to kill his mother for insurance money Now me and the devil is on the same team I'mma hit the mainstream with ill raps that's poison like gangrene I'm better than every rapper that you thought was raw Peace to all of my peoples out in Baltimore I'm not a coward and fronting on me I won't allow it I'm high powered fucking freak bitches like Adina Howard Front and get your belly torn I keep a Pelle on I'm fucking with Grey Poupon and Dom Perignon On the ave I pump rocks quick to give a chump knots You ain't tough the only thing you shooting is jump shots My style is hard like strong lumber Cute chicks get the dick ugly bitches get the wrong number Hey yo the streets love me man And I love the streets So I know ya ain't think I was comin' with some fruitcake shit Ya know me better than that Ayo I should have been out I'm deadly when I pull the pen out Keep frontin' I'mma try yo' chin out I knocked a lot of men out I left 'em on the floor spittin' phlegm out It's either that or I'mma squeeze the gat and pop ten out You see Corleone ice spinnin' jigged out white linen And if a bitch don't like me she must like women Every time I come around you see your wife grinnin' Don't be mad 'cause yo' career's in the ninth innin' It's over now nigga leave the game I'm from the danger zone where emcees get slain Where thugs'll never hesitate to squeeze the flame Where niggas be takin' drugs just to ease the pain When I was OT yo bitch wrote me First day home I dived in it Left her thighs dented Now that bitch be pagin' me every five minutes Emcees I squash and disgrace it's all about the Benjis So why your bills got Washington's face A lot of cats be frontin' Mad singles wit' a fifty on top L tryin' to have the city on lock Peace to Biggie and Pac 'cause they were really hot Rap game heavy hitters it's a shame they no longer wit' us Niggas wanna be L ladies wanna see L Word up man them niggas is hungry They ready to bite a nigga arm off All my wolves in the house are you live or what See Harlem 'bout to get it all eyes on us Only ghetto niggas shine who gon' rise wit' us And the first cat who act we gon' size 'em up Ayo I hear a lot of bitch in your talk See a lot of switch in your walk Only thugs get rich in New York Because they sick of all this drag queen shit Your wife's missin' I'm the nigga she was last seen wit' Me and Ron hit it up on some tag team shit A buncha niggas got smoked for the cash Used to ride Greyhounds wit' dime hoes who stuff the coke in they ass Crazy beef's got provoked in the past lot of wigs got split A lot of innocent kids got hit Harlem World be the place of my birth believe me son We breed the smoothest niggas on the face of the earth Mics I steadily smoke rhymes cleverly wrote As long as I can rock a crowd I'mma never be broke Some hoes treated me like a bum nerve when I was unheard Now I'm icey I ain't gotta say one word you dumb bird I push whips while you walk all day And I hate when strange niggas wanna talk all day Clown ass shit hate to be around that shit You don't know me just say whatsup gimme a pound that's it When I was at the steak house pullin' cake out You was at some cheap Chinese shit gettin' take out How you make out you took the fake route you oughta break out You couldn't get a bitch before you put your tape out You know the game plan C-Town that's my main man We never bring luggage we go shopping when the plane lands Still run with the same clan used to be a Kane fan Everything I rock is name brand L'll make your dame swallow Your ice don't shine and your chain hollow While you front in clubs for hours with the same bottle Takin midget sips I run with the richest clicks Tap the thickest chicks plus drop the slickest hits You know nothing about L so don't doubt L What's this motherfucking rap game without L That's like jewels without ice That's like China without rice Or the Holy Bible without Christ Or the Bulls without Mike Or crackheads without pipes The Village without dykes Or hockey games without fights Don't touch the mic if you unable to spit Flamboyant is the label I'm with motherfucker There are too many MC's who are overrated You ask me they wasn't even supposed to make it In the rap biz they don't know what rap is So give it up become a actor or a actress Or a producer 'cause you fail to use the Mic right so take flight before I bruise ya For sayin those bull crap wack raps on wax You need to get smacked sit back and rip that contract Hey yo I'm serious Big L ain't playin games I should get foul and buck wild and start sayin names But deep down inside you know who you are Your rhymes are not up to par you fake superstar And that really gets on my nerve When a rapper gets the credit that he don't deserve Goin platinum and don't have no soul Some rappers are mad nice and don't even go gold I don't like the way it's goin down Because it should be the other way around I don't understand it How MC's take this rap game for granted MC's what's goin on I don't understand man how rappers cold transform One minute you're hardcore and raw That's what you was known for but not no more You changed you rearranged You're not the same your raps are plain That explain why you lost your fame Used to be on top then you fell like rain drops You turned pop now you no longer gain props Who's fault is that Nobody's but your own black Used to make fat tracks jack but now you're stone wack So MC's don't ever step out your range Remain the same And only change with the time Unless you get dropped like a dime Go for yours like I'm goin for mine But if you're rough stay rough if you're dap stay dapper And never try to look or even sound like another rapper Just fulfill your own needs Some rappers wore gold chains and now they're wearin beads This is how it should be done I'm not the one and my raps is strong like rum But some MC's grab the mic and sound dumb Plus slum Rap skills they have none And I wonder how the hell they records sell They raps are stale and frail They're false like fairy tales Your technique and everything you speak's weak You got a little airplay because of your beats Your fame and your name but your lyrics are lame black Step to this and get ran over like train tracks Your raps border wack and you went on tour with that Crap don't understand it 'cause rhyme skills you lack I got more soul that Nike Airs givin MC's nightmares Rappers be frontin hard and rhymes they don't write theirs But still call themselves MC's Please how could that be Some people was born in heaven With a silver spoon in they mouth And had everything handed to them on a silver platter And never had to work hard for nothing Then there are some people that was born in the opposite world Of those that was born in heaven which is called hell And had to work hard for everything they got And never had nothing handed to them and never will I'm only at the age of ten And life already seems to me like it's heading for a dead end 'Cause my Moms be smoking mad crack My Pops went out for a fast snack and never brought his ass back Nobody knows how I feel it's quite ill 'Cause I had to steal to fill my stomach with a nice meal Too ashamed to walk the streets Wearing the same cheap sneaks and dirty outfits for weeks Even my holidays got damaged 'Cause on Christmas I asked Santa for a father and a hot sandwich I just can't take it Five years passed by now I'm at the age of fifteen No more fun and games it's time to get cream 'Cause I'm about to burst it's like my life was cursed I went to church prayed everyday and it still got worse Soon I ran into a couple of guns Started stalking the streets late robbing suckers for funds Now everyday I creep with the heat ain't nothing sweet I rob for meat If I don't steal I don't eat Then I lost control and started going too far Robbed this brother named Umar then got snatched by the blue car Where I grew up it was a living Hell Then I started to realize I'm better off in a prison cell Now I can sleep now I can eat Can't hit skins but I wasn't hitting skins when I was in the street Doing time was full of stress G All the fightings and stabbings and men finding men sexy One tried to test me didn't find it humorous Beat him with a pillowcase filled with cans of tuna fish My time came to a cease I'm back on the streets again I hope I don't get snatched by the beast again But it's getting crazy hectic 'cause I'm broke get up naked And can't get a job 'cause of my jail record Before you know it I was robbing them same ducks I even started robbing homeless folks for their change cups My whole life was deserted Either I'ma go back to jail or get murdered but do I deserve it All I tried to do was live the one life that I got But it seems like I can't get a fair shot I just can't take it And every day I ask myself 'How will I make it ' Word up man it's real rough out here man In the ghetto all you can wish for is a better tomorrow It ain't getting no better it's only getting worse word up Hah in the streets and in jail Yeah yo it's your man Big L I got my man Tommy Gibbs and Corleone with me Aiyyo I just left the studio and it's about two in the morn' Just finished doin a song Now I'm ready for sleep But first I want spaghetti to eat And there's a good Italian restaurant right up the street So I jump in the Jeep stash the heat under the seat Then I got a beep my voice is hoarse barely can speak I called back on the cell Told me to listen well as he started to yell Now I'm in the Range Switchin lanes doin a buck 'n change I can't wait to touch them lames and them fuckin dames I reach the destination Grab the heat without no hesitation These niggas fuckin up my reputation I saw Corleone holdin the chrome Ice-grill lookin like he had a license to kill And he had somebody else with 'em playin the cut Lookin like he can't wait to start sprayin shit up Oh I didn't recognize you with your hat down Son you ready We got this whole shit mapped out I hope you ain't scared there's no time to back out We gon' take the back route And pull the gats out and throw the mask on We ain't leavin til everyone's dead and all the cash gone We gon' get our laugh on when we through But right now we got a job to do So let's do it I stepped to the desk clerk Put the gat to her dress-shirt Told her listen up before she get hurt I took the steps now I'm out of breath I gotta stop smokin Them cigarettes gon' be the 'cause of my death My heart beatin fast now 'cause it's about to pop off Saw the door let the Glock off tore the lock off Took a deep breath then ran inside at a quick pace I felt disgraced I should have shot that bitch in the face Then my other two niggas ran in each had a cannon Ready to take care what we been plannin These two crab cats we know they hustle upstate We know they got stacks 'Cause they don't fuck with nothin but weight We got the cuffs and the duct tape and put it to use Then told 'em when this is over we'll be lettin 'em loose And then I kicked Mike in his face to watch his head jerk back He gave me the address then I ran outside But first I took the keys to his van outside And when I got there I found fifty ki's in a stash A hundred pounds of grass and two million in cash I was dumb glad the shit didn't fit in one bag So I got three filled 'em all up to the T I put the bags in the van then I locked the truck When I got back Corle' done popped them punks Now that's four bodies Two outta-towners and two hotties And after that we ain't sleep for three days We hit the PJ's split the money three ways Now we all laughin hard gettin nice and weeded Celebratin nigga heist completed Yo on the scene is the brother that's big I'm not a little kid I'm a nig who don't dig a muthafuckin pig 'Cause to me they ain't nothin but harassers That misuse they badges to whip niggas' asses Then one day they slow rolled through the hood With the Smith Wesson cocked 2 deep up to no good They say that my skin was black so they attacked Threw me on the back and stuck a gat to my fuckin cap One murdered my man like it was okay For the life he ended he got suspended with no pay But if a man woulda took the cop life he woulda got life And never again see the street lights and that's trife Around my way they shot many teens And them cops better stop or I'mma stop em by any means The Big L won't hesitate to cold diss em And if you ask me muthafuck the whole system There are too many young black brothers doin life bids 'Cause justice means 'just us white kids' So take heed to the rhymes I kick I'm about to flip 'cause I'm fed up with that bullshit Whether it's the hot warm cool or the cold season Pigs be fuckin with a nigga for no reason You're just gettin home from work And gotta get searched and treated like dirt by a fuckin jerk Niggas in the streets got tough luck First they get cuffed up Then get roughed up and that's fucked up This every day not every other week Listen when this brother speak Muthafuck turnin the other cheek Or you'll be layin' in a pine box Bad enough they got Smith Wesson now them clowns gettin nine Glocks I'm not only fed up with the cops I'm also fed up with them punk-ass cab drivers who don't stop They don't care if it's snowin First they slow down then they see your skin is brown then they keep goin 'Cause I wasn't white the cab took flight But I caught him at the light And put a bullet right through his windpipe I keep a tool with a full clip the trigger I pull quick 'Cause I'm fed up with that bullshit Big L Yea yeah Flamboyant Entertainment Yo y'all fellas like to stress them chicks Impress them chicks spend money to dress them chicks I sex them chicks and send them home Corleone is known to be stoned When I bone I'm rubbered up in case that shit full blown The other night around eight Went to the ATM took a thou' out Then later on I had to wild out In the club knock some coward and his pal out Then afterwards went to the restroom pissed Cristal out Now I'm thinkin which chick number I could dial out 'Cause it's L the Harlem pimp baby for real I got more dimes than that Sprint lady And that's ill playa haters be givin me harsh looks But I'm tryin to sell records like Garth Brooks So eff 'em all when it's cold I throw the skelly on Illegal chips keep my celly on If it ain't Cristal boo I guess it's Perignon If the girl's too tight I throw some jelly on Yo try to tax and watch the nine mill burst I've been off the scene over three years And cats is still thirst to hear Big L drop an ill verse So all you unsigned cats that want to battle Get a deal first I sport the bulletproof fitted hat That attitude you better get rid of that Wherever you floss is where you gon' get it at What I stay strapped I go to sleep with my steel Makin figures while you broke cats keepin it real L is rap's most livest cat I'm gettin stacks while you askin people I rob fags in the staircase no mask bare-faced The one police wouldn't dare chase Keep my gear laced do I walk around without papes No way pal Word up my money longer than the OJ trial Yeah Harlem world keep holdin it down for Big L Nigga long overdue niggas wanna know Yo what the hell y'all can tell Spit Not shit I did a flick and bounced on L's shit Well shit expect me to go platinum That's the only reason why I'm rappin And since L passed niggas expect me to make it happen With no release date I sell in each state I'm the type to drive to Philly for a cheesesteak So what I'm a Harlem king doin my thing My name ring chains and dames what the fame bring After platinum it's the same thing And niggas'll never learn Til I pull the steel and make they lover burn You don't get another turn game's over Here's my flamethrower Rearrange your Rover Harlem soldier Wait til I get older and we won't stop I thought Mase told ya Nigga Stan he do what he gotta And these haters can't do me nada Be in Nevada with a lot of enchilada Yo move the fuck back A bring the heat when I touch tracks These niggas beef then wanna chill Fuck that These rap niggas with the mills we deduct that I asked all my ghetto cats where my love at Now where the brews and the drugs at Corrupt cats kept slug hats Asked the feds where the bugs at Puff with the dread 'cause I puff black High til I die and you can trust that All I wanna know is the club packed I see the haters sweatin shorty but I dug that She put my nutsac back where her lungs at little ho And them niggas who owe give up that Huh it's me and Corle' like Eddie and Nolte Go ahead and provoke me Heard you rap wanna rhyme Better be dope B Y'all the ill written still fuckin like Bill Clinton Aiyyo I heard your single you better make a whole new song If they said that shit is hot then they told you wrong Clown niggas you ain't got a chance at all Big L Corleone too advanced for y'all I make moves and boss all across the world So don't be upset if I toss your girl I got cheddar to blow pockets never get low Bitches sweat me wherever I go Nautica sweats with the fresh Gortex Jewels with baguettes swingin like the Mets Throwin the dice and takin all side bets Never bummy sip rummy get money When I hit honies she felt the dick in her tummy Yo all of y'all weak people fall back Goin back to back where they brawl at Swing and walk with tall bats Leavin' big holes with small gats Have 'em all fallin where the wall at Yo from the spot to the cellblocks Hot as hell blocks where shells pop Where they sell rock to cop the SL drop Hood bitches in nail shops no good snitches that tell cops People find bodies in lobbies you can smell shots Niggas turn stale on the Rock until they bail drop New York livin got a nigga four-fifth liftin' Send you as a gift to the mortician If you forfeit livin my fortune is forbidden I say it one time before spittin Then I leave your forehead drippin I laid low then came back for more bread grippin More thread flippin More head from chickens it's time to turn the ape loose Bust out the cage and let the gauge loose Blow the feathers out of your Northface goose It's G. Rap comin back with a click of brave troops Have y'all niggas runnin for homebase like Babe Ruth Have you holdin holes in your body like you play flute Lay you down til you get found up in the sprayed Coupe Prepare for the takeover give you the face makeover The seedier row and sheet draped over Be found on the block with the street taped over Or comin out of deep coma your speech made slower Corona Queens shakedown I'm comin with the nickel-plate pound To trade rounds with all you fake clowns get down in the unsafe town Lacin it down black guerilla fams kid we takin the crown It's Flamboyant y'all Me and my man was cruisin through the streets and everything was flowin nice The corner's crowded niggas must be rollin dice I parked the ride so my nigga Iroc can crash the lye spot And I'mma gamble until he come back why not The game was mad packed mad cats pockets was fat They playin cee-lo my dick get hard when I see dough I bets nothin less than a G yo you know my steelo First I was losin then I started throwin headcrack After headcrack got my bread back jumped in my red Ac' I'm waitin for my nigga to come out of the spot I see niggas startin to plot and I'm far from my block My man was hungry so I dropped him off at Mickey D's Now I'm alone headin home to rest my dome Spotted some niggas trailin so I picked up the phone Called Bones I said Yo son I'm on the run Need your help before I get done Meet me downstairs bring your big gun I don't believe this This nigga said he can't make it 'Cause some bitch is in his house butt-naked And then he hung up And this supposed to be my man and he don't give a fuck That duck sold me out just to get a nut what I'm cruisin fast and they still behind me The same nigga who I won the money from and his grimy crimey It's about to get real hasty Grabbed the steel took it off safety 'Cause I refuse to let these niggas waste me I started to cruise fast then stopped short and made 'em crash And now them fags is all bloody from the shattered glass And one of them had passed when his face smashed the dash I was injured too leakin with a deep gash I ain't panicked I was quite calm Couldn't use the right arm so I grabbed the gat with the left Walked up to the car the creep was stuck in the seat Looked at him shook my head then started buckin my heat It's over now 'cause both of these motherfuckers asleep I think I'm dyin I'm feelin weak out on my feet But before I got some medical help I had to catch a cab first That's where Bones live walked in the buildin staggerin Lookin tore down shot his door down and beat his whore down From the look in my eye he knew he would die Started to cry stuck the gat to his head and said Why Then he offered me all of his cheese Then dropped to his knees and begged me please not to squeeze Then his brains got blast out he's ass-out then I dashed out Into the streets covered with blood about to pass out The hospital's up a couple of blocks I'm on my way but Damn here comes a couple of cops I pulled out And started blowin they started blowin back I'm goin all out I ain't holdin back I been to jail once and I ain't goin back I kept shootin one shot caught a cop dead in his top The other pig ducked behind a big truck I was bleedin real bad and couldn't stop it But still had the fifty thou' profit in my pockets The coast was clear so I jetted to a park that was near Seen kids playin everywhere then threw the cash in the air I watched all of them run for they share And all I can do was stare I got weak and fell on my rear Now I can hear the sirens that means here comes the Jakes But it's too late I'm knockin on the pearly gates Yeah casualties of a dice game Never gamble with snakes Let that be a lesson to ya Yeah it's Corleone y'all Yeah it's Flamboyant y'all Big L y'all Flamboyant baby yeah It's time to make power moves and get the chedda And buy the real nice things that makes life better No foolish acts moves must be clever I'm down for whatever I gotta blow son it's now or never I walk through the ruggedest blocks with jewels flooded with rocks Hustlin' on hot corners that be smothered with cops I must warn my Harlem crew roll strong Word bond we leave mics torn Y'all brothers slept too long now it's on L Corleone will never flop records are forever hot Front on me you better not I keep the Barreta cocked This goes out to my people's up town Downtown mid town across town and outta town You see me flossin often at all the club sites At the bars buyin Cristals like they bud lights My style is hard like strong lumber Dime pieces get the digits chicken heads get the wrong number Yo I announce facts When I get busy over bounce tracks Droppin lethal raps on wax so I can count stacks I keep a heavy knot got a spot on every block Honeys that's very hot get slid to the Marriott Now I'm back and all the ladies still cheer for me Whatever I write is gonna be tight Cos if makin' hits is wrong I don't wanna be right Never the less the East is were my crew rest We bust caps that go through vests We only do what we do best And that's cripplin' you brittle men Since you wanna play rough then say hello to my little friend I like drop tops when it's hot I like Lands when it's snowy Bank account is fat like Joey I'm not very religious you wouldn't call me holy Spark up the you know what pop the moey L stay flossin Presidential Rolly Y'all brothers know me I step in parties with minks and fly links Shorties hittin me with eyewinks as I buy drinks And every girl I got looks like a model If you ever see me with a chicken then she must of a hit the lotto Uptown is my home and where I roam I stand alone Big L Corleone got it sewn Sellin' weight in and outta state to generate cake The one jakes hate Got homicide runnin' out of yellow tape I pack toast with infra red scopes I turn crews to dead folks If y'all fellas is playas I'm the head coach Word up son It's time to blow Stack that dough create a better life for me and my fam knaa i mean I've seen the ghetto all my life its time i see some different Get the picture The big picture When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a fuck about you A hardcore life I chose to explore Therefore I lived raw and went to war with the law My only picture was a mug shot slugs what thugs got Pockets swellin' hot from sellin' tops on the drug spot Gs was clocked fat knots went in the socks And cops who tried to stop shop got knocked when I popped the Glock Shit was ran right by me and my man Mike 'Cause I choose to use a gun don't mean that I can't fight 'Cause we could put the guns down and go one round With the hands my man I ain't the one you'll get done clown I can inverse my style 'cause I'm versatile Quick to burst a child I'm livin' worse than foul I pack two tecs in case your crew flex I wet up the set in a sec and yell Who's next To feel the wrath of a psychopath shoots it up like Shaft Turn your staff into a bloodbath then laugh You'll get smashed like a deli snack you're softer than jelly jack I attack in black with a gat and a skully hat On one three ninth street Malcolm X boulevard It's full of hard brothers that's thick and quick to pull a card I tell facts when the beat start Listen here sweetheart the Big L is street smart I fuck ducks and they crews up make 'em give the jewels up For those who refuse I squeeze the uz and light them fools up I had beef with this nigga named Randolph Now he's in a casket dressed up with his hands crossed A beat down from Big L that's what all pranksters get Like Al Yankovic I'm on some real gangster shit I'm never fuckin' with no handicapped or crippled bitches Look at my scalp real close and you'll see triple sixes Crimes I committed I'm a villain admit it I'm the type to murder you then tell your moms I'm the kid who did it Peace and love is somethin' that I don't rhyme about Fuck what you heard you know what I'm about It's the man with the rough flow Some niggas don't like me but I don't give a fuck though 'Cause I'm in command y'all I'm smackin' niggas up like Puerto Ricans play handball I ain't the funny type To joke around I gotta get my motherfuckin' money right 'Cause I got the right game Definitely the wrong man to invite to a dice game I'm rolling numbers with no practice I'm snatchin' up the dough like motherfuckers owe taxes 'Cause I got strategy I'm rollin' head crack trips and makin' all the brothers mad at me Word I'm taxin' shit I'm shittin' on niggas like I just had a laxative Tryin' to earn props I ain't the one to see You clowns'll fuck around and get played like a drum machine Ya gotta find a better way I'll pull ya card your file shit plus your resume 'Cause I don't play clown I gotta get mine that's why my face stay frown I don't smile don't try to pull my file I'll lay your ass like tile you know my motherfuckin' style So just slow down 'cause y'all can't throw down And y'all can't accept that a nigga's makin' dough now And I'm livin' better troop And I'm makin' more noise than a fuckin' heavy metal group I'm a cool man a brother with a smooth plan That's why I'm seein' more papers than a newsstand So peep it don't try to run around or speak it Point blank I keep my whereabouts secret While niggas are packin' steel actin' ill I'm on the D.L. with a female and I'm stackin' bills How I'm livin' Everything is well 'Cause a nigga like me yo I'm ringin' bells Without doubt I got clout Yo fuck that shit yo you know what I'm about You better flee hops or get your head flown three blocks L be keepin' niggas hearts pumpin' like Reeboks It's the nigga that bitches suck and sweat Faggots I buck and wet Disrespect and I'm a break your fuckin' neck I'm known to put a cap in a duck face I spray guns fuck mace I'm a nutcase from a rough place It's called Uptown Front and get bucked down Walk through with jewels on that ass'll get stuck clown I got styles you can't copy bitch It's the triple six in the mix I'm the devil's son like my song said I smash niggas like cornbread You can't kill me I was born dead I wet shit up like a floodage Me and my crew peel caps and carry gats like it's luggage I'm nowhere near trash so step to the rear fast Before I have your queer ass cryin' like tear gas Every day I gain clout and my game sprout Some niggas'll still be virgins if crack never came out The Big L's hard to kill when my squad gets ill You better guard your grill before you get scarred for real Big L is a large boss Known for puttin' more holes in a nigga body than a golf course I'm crazy quick to knock a duck off I'll pull out then buck off And tear a nigga grill right the fuck off You'll get smoked like a Phillie fast 'cause your shit is really trash Fuck around I'll swing on ya silly ass It's Big L the crime converter Sayin' peace to all the niggas in jail doin' time for murder I wreck the mic plus the whole stage Rockin' cornrow braids I'm killin' muthafuckers like old age Known to have a hottie open I keep a shotty smokin' Front and get half the bones in ya body broken I never false teach so listen as the boss preach I only rock leathers by Marc Buchanan and North Beach I'm makin' rap hits I snap flicks at mack chicks Just the slim ones you won't see L with no fat bitch Yo I'm the nigga that they call A.W.O.L Punks I slay all on my spare time I play ball In the playgrounds I spray clowns with trey pounds Makin' gs from transportin' kis on Greyhounds My shit is kickin' like a sensei I'm smoother than Ben Gay I'm outtie like M.J So Herb McGruff My mellow my nigga Get on the mic and pull the MC trigger Yo I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches Putting thugs in ditches when my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet Known to get a priest wet I never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat Bitches get fucked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough I'm known for yoking jacks And beating them with smoking gats Leaving token Blacks with broken backs and open caps So with that bullshit step to the rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one 'Cause in a street brawl I strike men like lightning You see what happened in my last fight friend I beat kids with lead pipes I leave a trail of dead mic's Where I'm from niggas jewels get ran like red lights Old folks get mugged and raided Crimes are drug related And we live by the street rules that thugs created Clowns get smoked about a thousand volts For selling pounds of coke Front in this town and get a nine stuck down your throat I'm telling you shit is about to get drastic soon I'm quick to blast a goon And break a motherfucker like a plastic spoon I got the looks that make your hotty stare I keep a shotty near It's the nigga with knotty hair who Gotti fear Tracks I'm know to roast Until the microphone is ghost Props I own the most I'm leaving niggas comatose Front and get your brain pinched Big L will have your whole gang lynched I started smoking dust and been insane since This rap shit was a great gift The other night some snake riffed And got a hot lead face lift All through high school I had braids I kept mad blades Stabbing teachers to death that gave me bad grades I cook the mic like a beef steak 'Cause my technique's great And I'm the nigga police hate in each state 'Cause I'm the neighborhood lamper Punk brother vamper Fuck around you'll find my silk boxers in your mother's hamper Cops drop when my Glock makes a pow sound I'm from a whyle town You know my style clown so bow down Brothers can beg and borrow Still feel sorrow When Jay-Z like Zorro get in that ass Better luck tomorrow I'm too much nigga so never should you rush You need slow down or get your ass tore down Check it out I'm too cocky To stop me you gotta kill me And when I'm gone you can still feel me The shit is eternal I rock the Heavens well Even if they won't let me in Heaven I raise hell till its Heaven Recognize the black cat with the nine lives Get up off me nigga its bad luck to cross me I'm poppin Crystal shooting game like missiles As projected all ho's affected by this style I mack like Goldie go back like the oldies They don't be knowing the way I be flowing I be running the track like Jesse Owens I disrupt the natural scheme The way that you do things wit a swing and have em rocking like You say never you run if ever you come It's never you run so fast in your life to never have won Come on and ride the rhythm I be producing like jizm Just like the gods I start with knowledge and follow with wisdom For greater understanding I'm landing blows and Knocking sense into those that oppose me ha Enticin when slicing through tracks And God knows he can rap Me and L put rhythm on the map So give him his dap And me I just take mine Gimme those gimme this gimme that fuck that You never see me stressed in a BMW On the prize my greedy eyes can't see no less Jigga incredible Even my thoughts is federal Like kidnapping extortion and corruption So you know beatin me will never come Like a nun or tomorrow I'm too thorough nigga I make moves 'cause bowels to move When I'm creeping through your hood with a thousand little dudes We're the peace like Islam I make your eyes rise like yeast Surprise I feel no fear when facing y'all Betcha lyrics jump off the track like racing cars Emcee's trying to be the best And even in dying couldn't be this def I see no reason to stop cheesin And we can get down and split the wealth That's when I found I could do it myself I'm from a place where them niggas don't talk no shit Where them wigs get split where the guns forever click Where the track stars come to warm up for a race So much respect I can lay dough on the floor Walk away and come back without cats runnin off I'm a model ho's wet dream in her sleep Performin X-rated fuck scenes me goin deep O.C. the Starchild let your cameras record I'm like a man bein honored at the Grammy awards Knuckle gaze crumblin your glass jaw Supreme figure drink liquor what team thicker Flamboyant forever this is how it goes Pray we don't clap your way when the gats explode Where I'm from dudes get sliced 'cause crews is trife And you might lose your life for your jewels and ice I'ma slide to the telly and abuse your wife If I got one rubber I'ma use it twice I give young fools advice about the rules of heist Dimes I'm willin to hit I stay drillin a chick They all know I ain't shit but they still on my dick And I never walk the streets without the vest and the chrome 'Cause all my jewels be Rocky like Sylvester Stallone I blast the tech at your dome to leave you restin alone Go home and puff a fat bag of sess 'til I'm gone You got this nigga frontin like he the main event When his album ain't even last long it came and went I'm like Gotti to him I throw the shotty to him Hoodied down with the mac Boogie Down where it's at Fuck around hear the sound of the gats Wanna clown we react fuck that Do you know what you do when you fool with Joey Crack I'm coke on the streets I'm open for beef I'm hoping you reach so we can go with the heat I'm like a nigga that you just can't kill Niggas spittin that hot shit but just ain't real Uhh it's like you muh'fuckers frontin for me Nuttin to see when I'm the one you wantin to be Lovin the stee' come through plush in the V Got niggas mad 'cause they payin' while we fuckin for free Make Trizz a household live what I told I only speak that true shit that I know Besides y'all don't want it with us A hundred or plus killers that be livin to bust Yo Remi so crazy rhymes be blazing Styles just switch like hips on gay men Trips to the Caymans rich and famous Rhymes so hot my spit be flaming Benz be rimmed up doo be pinned up Bitch talk slick whole crew get hemmed up My shit drastic all type of tactics Rip shit flip shit spit shit backwards Screw you don't let the pretty face fool you I kick shit like kung-fu and I jam like guns do You got one I want two like water I run through Psycho make you wanna change your whole mic flow Floss it givin bitches lyrical abortions Stay cautioned my first shit was just a lil portion I come back with more shit playback some raw shit You can't rock so I'mma take your spot make you forfeit Calling to see how that joint know what I'm sayin' came out Hey yo fellas Keep our eye open watch out Cos females be playing a whole lot of games like these Aiyyo fellas you gotta be careful today Watch out for games that these females play 'Cause some break the rules and some don't play fair You might get caught out there if you're not aware I know this lady by the name of Katie If you broke she's shady You got cash she's ready to have your baby The type of female the fellas stress Stay fresh to death well dressed In Chanel Guess nothing less Body got more curves than an S I smoked the boots like Cess And I confess the sex was the best Within a week she had keys to my res I done mad her my main squeeze and gave her G's to invest Then one day I overheard her talking to friends Saying how she didn't like me all she want is the ends Yo honey was sheisty Had me thinking she was wifey tricking ridiculous Given her dues that was icey I said it's over And what I gave you you can have that It wasn't even her it was myself I was mad at Letting that dame use me for my name and my fame That's lame but it's a shame how I fell for the game A year ago I did a show for some dough Puffed a bag of hydro then broke out on the low And on my way out it was a female on my trail Who followed me from the stage to the Benz I asked honey her name she replied Monique Soft and sweet from her head to feet hotter than heat Jump in the passenger seat let's go get somethin to eat She said I was that Roc-a-Fella she'd been dyin to meet I tried to hit it first night she said she wasn't a freak Yeah right it's all good so I waited a week Then one night to my crib she decided to creep Knocked on a nigga door and woke me outta my sleep I let her in before you know it we was doin our thang I drove her home and said tomorrow give me a ring It was about a month later when she gave me a call With some bogus ass story that was off the wall Claimin she's pregnant with my child I think that's quite foul How is that I wore a Lifestyle Let me find out this gonna rock the clubs All the thugs at the bar poppin' bubs Dime pieces shake that ass show me love This goes out to all of the above Let me find out this gonna rock the clubs All the thugs at the bar poppin' bubs Dime pieces shake that ass show me love This goes out to all of the above I be that playa with the big street buzz who all the freaks love Braided hair light moustache a little peach fuzz That slim guy all my life been fly Yo I was destined to be a star honey Plus I rock jewels that cost car money And cats like you never got rocks on Rappin' bout Roleys and got a Swatch on Playa hatas don't wanna see me blow Flamboyant Entertainment C.E.O Ya'll still envy me 'cause I'm MVP Cruise through Harlem in a bulletproof MPV Man you fuck around and get plugged like MTV My style is rough like strong lumber Cute chicks get the dick ugly bitches get the wrong number I stay droppin' like April showers Give me her address so I can send Rachel flowers And I'm rap most livest cat Gettin' stacks while you asking niggas Do you want fries with that Try to tax me and watch the nine mil' burst I've been off the scene over two years and ya'll still thrist To hear L drop a ill verse And all you unsigned rappers that wanna battle get a deal first I'm quick to smoke an ounce with my thugs This be that party shit that make you bounce in the clubs I defeat creeps with techniques on elite beats Always front row never sittin' in the cheap seats Boo I got too much cash for that I never date rape I get too much ass for that And do I walk around the streets broke Word up my money longer than the O.J. trial Yo my Harlem World playas ya'll can shine with me Got my own label now so ya'll can sign with me Ya'll can take it from the bottom and climb with me It's fine with me that's how it was designed to be I'm in charge of all Just threw a party at the Taj Mahal 'Cause The Mirage is small We gonna build like construction real hot production No playa hatin' just congratulatin' And I'm known to taste a chick Take her to my Harlem hideout and lace her quick And believe me I know the right place to lick As long as I got a face ya'll got a place to sit I'm a true Don from here to Huston Strong like a Yukon No more jelly strictly Grey Poupon Pretty ladies wanna see L Fellas wanna be L If I go to jail you'll wear shirts saying Free L I'm comin through y'all with the Glock buckin' Ya whole block duckin' Every bitch that I'm fuckin' with now is cock-suckin' It's like I'm allergic to not fuckin' Ya niggas is faggots like Rock Hudson and Boy George I destroy frauds with one verse Nigga we could knuckle up Or we could let the guns burst L is the type to murder your son first To get my point across Since y'all wanna chit or chat with the coppers Y'all might as well join The Force Where I'm from believe me Snitches get killed Niggas be hustlin' daily Tryna fuck more bitches than Wilt Takin pictures in silk gator'd up Passport dated up hair braided up I fucked ya bitch But I ain't rape the slut she gave it up I runnin' with Wop you runnin' wit' me We runnin' together We get drunk and blunted together But don't front the guns is under the leather Ready to ill Ready to kill ready to peel Steppin to Corle' you better be real 'Cause none of my niggas be lettin' me chill My crew be deliverin' hot lead When gats are clenched rappers I clap and lynch Nobody can fuck with the way I be killin' up shit in rap events It's like soon as I pick up a mic and start flowin' The people yell I'm rugged as hell brothers can tell That none of y'all niggas is fuckin' with L When I'm that nigga ya expect To catch wreck on any cassette deck I'm so ahead of my time My parents haven't met yet A yo check it out We about to make this shit real hot We got Big L Herb McGruff and Ron G the mix king The niggas that hold it down for Uptown Check it out Bust it I walk around with six thou' sippin' on Cristal My whole clicks wild I'm rich pal no more sticks I'm makin' hits now What I recite you takin' hours to write So if you bite just tell your man what kind of flowers you like I'm about as ridiculous as bankrolls clothes and hostin' shows Smokin foes and strokin' hoes in the Poconos I roll wit intruders looters and sharp shooters Who spark Budhas And fuck thick bitches wit large hooters I grew up in the slums of greed Known for Drawin guns with speed or Sellin' tons a weed 'cause I got sons to feed Harlem's where the thugs rest in the slug fest We sendin faggots all the way to heaven like Doug Fresh I only roll wit big willie ass niggas So motherfuck all them little silly ass niggas I chew punks like chew sticks known for droppin' new hits I know you want me ho if I was you I'd want me too bitch L is that nigga you expect to catch wreck on any cassette deck I'm so ahead of my time my parents haven't met yet So Herb McGruff my mellow my man Word up get on the mic' and do the best you can Yo it's me livin' in the lap of luxury Never ending funds my niggas got the guns Hon's wigglin' shakin' they buns That's how it runs money makin' in tons Mansion swimmin' pool you know the rules Champagne and brews flossin' my jewels City zone mad game like pretty Tone Hard as stone all Gruff cars got phones Like Mob style smoking cigars and bones Who be that Hundred dollar bills crispy Versace suit slightly out to blaze and Gator morry sliding through the party mad pissy Champagne cooler filled wit Mo Don and Cristy Eyes low from the dutch and hydro When bubbly get low what the fuck we buy mo' I'm universal girls love Herb's style Every now and then mix my herb wit' Tical I run wit real niggas who live life foul My clans off the hook y'all soft and shook Now look we never talk lives get took Straight up crook Gruff can never live by the book Yeah and ya don't stop Yo this Mase the newest and youngest member Of the Bad Boy click Representing on this new Ron G shit Yeah kid Harlem on the rise You don't really want a problem with us guys I got my man Killa Kam wit me We blowin' this shit down on the mic Represent kid for the New-York City Yo you know me I be OT low key Icy rollie puff on the O.Z Hoes think I'm cute Now I got the loot stay in hot pursuit My people see dough legal Puerto Rico Watchin' for the police yo Yo I can stay on the red we always shake the feds Send ki's taped to there legs Bonnie and Noani became my Sugar Mammi They hit me off wit mad loot plus the good punani Now I'm mackin' Movado like I got half of the lotto And be in Monte Carlo sippin' Remy out the bottle Parle wit moms Alize in my palms Stay calm send drug money to my baby moms I don't know what it is or what they seen me wit But these Moschino chicks want Casino chips Mad bitches lickin' down my stomach like I'm Luke While you wit' your team flippin' bricks to get your green I whip the mean triple beam deluxe wit the wings But real life that I could die over this cream I ain't tryin' to be seen in jail with five to fifteen So I change my ways start carryin' the Qu'ran Follow the man that they call Louis Farrakhan Soon as I stop dealin' drugs is a career A thug appeared hit me wit a slug from the rear It's fucked up but that what happens When you dwell in these streets Only two ways out the game Go to jail or be deceased nigga We's about to crush this cats out for justice Crack yeah we crush this gats yeah we bust this You got me i'm everybody wise copy Without the Versace girls still flock me And watch me five zero always tryna knock me and lock But they know that they can't stop me Perfect me check me rolling in the sexy Edible sexible running from these federals Catch me They never will Cam too incredible respectable Pad locks dead cops mad rocks from mad blocks Dead cops now we getting mad props Creamy white girl saying that I'm dreamy In made bikini claim they wanna see me Used to ride the Beamy me and Muscolini Bought em size jeanys when he came from the greens Mud shed when i'm in the Beam over bloodshed Ride right cash jay go get our assay from Tucker's hookers Yeah they should look this but when it's time pay They gonn' say they shook us Like Sandra Conda four pair of farmers And mad ganja took her On my dick and another bitch fonder But I wear two hats I don't wanna catch the monster Get me hit me Motorola flippy Wildness since bits ya'll cat's are kittens Fuck them other cats I'm running with my own wolfpack Keep frontin' like you's a thug and get your dome pushed back 'Cause you don't get down that tough shit you talk is profound you's a clown Fuck around come uptown and get found I keep a pocket full none of you niggas can touch my funds I don't fight no more all I do is bust my guns While you home relaxed I'm squeezing macs Bustin' off caps those coward cats will go to platinum plaques get taxed And I do jooks and sling pies to make cream rise It's all about these green guys front your whole team dies How I'm livin' so far swell you can't scar L Headed a cartel selling more cakes than Carvel And I'm labeled a kind thug police got my line bugged Hope I see a grave from old age and not a nine slug I'm quick to bust a mean nut in some teen slut Big L is clean-cut with more jewels than King Tut My clique is quick to put a bullet in a stranger's dome You should have known not to roam through the Danger Zone In Harlem is where the thugs rest in a slug fest I'm sending faggots all the way to heaven like Doug Fresh Big L grew up in the slums with greed known for drawing guns with speed And selling tons of weed 'cause I got sons to feed It's a must that my toast smokes I'm not like most folks Fuck tens and twenties I carry ghost notes And it's a must that I commence to slain Any faggot MC who goes against the grain I'mma smoke Pataki ass and Rudolph Giuli' like a wooly I keep a tooly for any muli who act fooly So if a nigga disrespect L to hell is where I'mma send 'em After I skin 'em and spit some venom in 'em I run with intruders looters and sharpshooters Who spark buddhas and fuck thick bitches with large hooters I'm the nigga that be jumping on your stereo So when I walk the streets the bitches be tapping they friends like there he go I never had rules to follow none of my jewels are hollow Try to take mines and you'll be on the news tomorrow 'Cause I never was the type to start beefs But I spark creeps on dark streets and stop they heart beats To hell with silly games I play survival sports Sometimes I be in the crib stressed the fuck out with suicidal thoughts All my life I been a lady bruiser a wrong chooser School refuser drug abuser born loser Clothes bummy nose runny it wasn't funny A little dummy who tried to kill his mother for insurance money Now me and the devil is on the same team I'mma hit the mainstream with ill raps that's poison like gangrene I'm better than every rapper that you thought was raw Peace to all of my peoples out in Baltimore I'm not a coward so fronting on me I won't allow it I'm high powered fucking freak bitches like Adina Howard Front get your belly torn I keep a Pelle on I'm fucking with Grey Poupon and Dom Perignon 'Cause on the Avenue I pump rocks quick to give a chump knots You ain't tough the only thing you shooting is jump shots My style is hard like strong lumber cute chicks get the dick And ugly bitches get the wrong number I should have used a rubber before I went up in it And then ya monkey ass won't be sittin in a clinic Ayyo one hot summer night after ballin hard I went to the phone booth with my callin card And called up Joel yeah you know L I told her come to the crib yo mother fuck a hotel She said she was gonna come at ten The bitch came but one problem she brought a friend You know I'm not a rude brother yo But I let Joel in and slammed the door on that other ho So we was sittin in the livin room kickin it And all I thought about was stickin it She was mean 'cause you know I wouldn't fuck wit a sleazy ho Yo we was coolin watching some TV show I was crackin sex jokes tryin to get the puss' And this bitch was kickin scripts beatin round the bush Talkin bout rhyme for me L man fuck rhyming 'Cause my dick is hard enough to cut diamonds I said I hope you ain't tryin to dick tease 'Cause Big L's quick to tell a bitch leave My game started fuckin wit her head soon Next thing ya know we went straight to the bedroom I knocked the boots from New York to Santa Fe And that bitch burnt me like a gamma ray Ayyo I took it to the neighborhood clinic Because she gave me gonorrhea Yo I'mma kill that bitch the next time that I see her One afternoon I was cruising on the Westside Bumpin my system lounging back in a fresh ride Hoes be hotter than a sauna So I put the system on max and bumped my shit on the corner I saw this girl walkin by who was hype as hell She was mad point-blank she was right for L But she tried to play me like a statue black I ain't ask you that She said in order to be with me you gotta be rich You won't be able to switch I said Fuck you bitch Another girl walked by I called her Ayyo game I kicked well I said honey my names Lamont but I'm known as Big L I was looking smooth with the jewelry Ayyo my pockets was extra thick Yeah I bagged that ho well Took her to the triple M movies meal and motel And when it comes to this I'm a professor I didn't molest her I caressed her undressed her then sexed her But I must be getting bolder 'Cause I didn't put a helmet on my mother fucking soldier I started stickin up quick And the next time I took a leak A motherfuckin flame shot out my dick I drink Moet not Beck's beer I stay dressed in slick gear Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean I see you when I get there And it's a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to Palm Beach I'm puttin rappers in the wheelchair Big L is the villain You still fear 'cause I be hangin in Harlem and my shit is for real here If you battle L you picked the wrong head I smash mics like cornbread you can't kill me I was born dead And I'm known to pull steel trigs and kill pigs I run with ill kids and real nigs who peel wigs My rap's steady slammin I keep a heavy cannon It's a new sherriff in town and it ain't Reggie Hammond Now shit's constantly hot on my block it never fails to be gunshots Can't explain a mother's pain when her son drops Black male slipping in hail when will we prevail Fearing jail but crack sales got me living well And the system's suicidal with this Thug's Life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life God help me 'cause I'm starving can't get a job So I resort to violent robberies my life is hard Can't sleep 'cause all the dirt make my heart hurt Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers Mislead from childhood where I went astray Till this day I still pray for a better way Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke From the start I felt the racism 'cause I'm dark Couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent Hit the bar and played the star everywhere I went In my heart I felt alone out here on my own I close my eyes and picture home Aiyyo you betta flee Hobbes or get your head flown three blocks L keep rapper's hearts pumpin like Reeboks And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts Some brothers'd still be vergins if the crack never came out I got the wild style always been a foul child My guns go boom-boom and yo' guns go wow-pow I'm known to have a hottie open I keep the shottie smokin Front and get half the bones in your body broken And when it comes to gettin nookie I'm not a rookie I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie I run with sturdy clicks I'm never hittin dirty chicks Got thirty-five bodies Buddy don't make it thirty-six I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell another rock to sell People look at you like youse the user Selling drugs to all the losers mad buddha abuser But they don't know about your stress-filled day Baby on the way mad bills to pay That's why you drink Tanqueray so you can reminisce And wish you wasn't livin so devilish shit I remember I was just like you Smokin blunts with my crew flippin over sixty-two's I got paid that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out no doubt Then I figured out nicks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power move Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves For chumps tryin to stop my flow And what they don't know will show on the autopsy Went to see Papi to cop me a brick Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it Smoking mad Newports 'cause I'm due in court For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport New York Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man You better have your gat in hand 'cause man Uh I learnt the game I know what I want and I'm in it The time is now it's gonna be up in a minute You look a bitch in the eye you could tell if he tinted These fake rappers gettin by with these hell of a gimmicks They act like it's all love only love is your money So when it's over bitch are you a thug or a dummy I'm neither but I been hot so long it feels like I got a lifetime fever And I ain't gotta spit I could cough and still eat ya And fuck rap I make mills of reefer I'm a man first tired of punchin niggaz so I'mma shoot niggaz 'cause my hands hurt And God is great guard ya space One hand wash the other both wash the face And I head crack so much it's hard to ace Smith Wesson revolver flow its hard to trace what Nigga I can see the coke in your nose This ain't a movie even he got his head blown on the globe And I was just about to find God But now that Mase is back I think I'd much rather find a menage And everybody talkin crazy how they're spit But we know this investigatin and they ain't spray shit Now we killin them hard niggas who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book Got bitches on top of the Phantom And the pinky got bling like the ring around Saturn Cook coke crack niggas fiend for that And you already know the x is where the team be at I be puffin' blunts in the house hittin' stunts on the couch This year crazy cats gon' get punched in they mouth When your wife see me she don't know how to act So don't be mad when I blow out her back For real Your whole crew's a buncha poo butts made a few bucks J'd a few sluts then ya'll started runnin' your lips a little too much Got chedda to blow pockets never get low Chickens sweat me wherever I go Me and O.C. be in the Lex' Cartier specs Nautica sweats Gore-Tex with Presidentials on full of baguettes I done sold coke sold crack sold smoke sold smack Now I wanna gold plaque can I get a soul clap Some cats be col' wack You got the lye Well brother roll that And if it won't get me high then hold that I'mma cop me a six and cruise through the block with your trick I'mma keep droppin' them hits it won't stop 'til I'm rich Any mic I hold in the grip of my palm I wave it over the crowd dictating shit like Genghis Khan Nonchalantly deliver the flow like drug traffic Scolding bringing somatic to this rap shit Master the art so now I just flaunt it Born to live a life and die but 'til then I'mma keep on writing slick rhymes with the pen I take the cherry from a beat like a virgin havin' innocent Bust my nut bring rhyme to life like Genesis Poetical renaissance endeavors are flawless Tearing it up when it comes to me picking up this cordless One of New York's finest On this trip I coincide with Beatminerz Bringing out the best in me We formulatin' like a recipe Water and dough we sho' 'nuff Bestow my presence Then I'm divine like the seven Keeping it tight 'cause what I suffice is raw nigga On the Blackout Rap show with my man Phat Phillie We about to get into a verse like this My cash flow was low I was low on dough Used to try to talk to fly girls and they was like No I knew that all of that'd change once I started to blow Now my pockets are bloated because I exploded Stay devoted dropped a hot album now I'm loaded I hang with fly stars buy cars for fifty-thou' The New York City child thug with a pretty smile I love this rap game that's why I married it It's a big load but somebody gots to carry it At one point I was about to give up Then got offered a record deal and my eyes lit up In nineteen ninety-two boo my dream came true First I got the fame then the cream came through Word up I used to rhyme all the time I used to sell cracks now I sell tracks Listen up 'cause when L raps he tell facts I'm the type of cat to lay wack MCs to rest I was told to work hard to achieve success Words of wisdom from my father He said L when things ain't going so well Don't give up try harder And never be afraid to make mistakes And don't spend your cash foolishly save your papes 'Cause good things come to those who wait they turn Stay concerned 'cause it's a lotta papes to earn And help those that's less fortunate than you And stay true to whatever you do until you're through O.C.'s illin' I will never ever bore you To rock like I do it takes certain zest I'm truly untouchable like Elliot Ness See my word and verse is fly One moment tranquil then the next minute it goes with the strength to kill I can rock a party right all night just trust me Not an MC out there who can touch me Anywhere I go young ladies they rush me When I'm on the mic no way in hell you can hush me My mere presence will leave you in awe And when I'm through you too will call me papa Now is the time to settle this vendetta Slicin' MCs like a Swiss-cheese shredda If you don't like Swiss then I cut you like chedda Thick slow and quick great pain it will inflict The beat's on time and the cuts all click Elegant never meant I loves to invent If you heard me say I rock this is what I meant I don't shriek I speak I could never be weak I got the crowd overwhelmed with my rap mystique I'm shrewd never booed I wear the MC crown When I step in the place MCs they bow down Suckas I will smash they're not fit for the class Yo when we get on the mic they break out like a rash 'Cause my sonic atomic MCs get moronic Chillin' with Big L we like It's bionic Charismatic emphatic bass has no static Strungin' off the rhyme like a cocaine addict Nothing but cheers call O.C. the leader Def rhyme writer fake MC defeater Girlfriend said you're sweet but I'm sweeter I'll slay any MC in this rappin' arena Colossal not a fossil MCs are quite docile Teach what I'm preaching you can call me an apostle Tall not short dog and this is the sport I'm a soldier with the mic and I'm guarding my fort And MCs are no bigger than my big toe And I get higher rating than The Cosby Show When I recite my rhyme just for you my friend Big L jump on this mic and flow once again Check it out bust it Yo it's L the Harlem pimp baby I got more dimes than that Sprint lady Playa hatas be giving me harsh looks But I'm tryin' to sell records like Garth Brooks Yo it's L the Harlem pimp baby just like I said Right now I'm going off the top of the head It's me and O.C. we be low-key Chillin' in the cribs iced-out Roley Chillin' with my man his name is Phat Phillie I'm about to get illy L is a willy The Blackout Rap Show I'm cool like my man Fat Joe Chew MCs like tobacco Who's the fatso No not O MC pro-rap I can rip the show With my man Big L that's right we representin' Name is O.C. I'll put my foot indent in Inside your butt like a slut on the call Mics I storm My man Big E is on the back of the side MCs pull away before I crash your ride Check it out check it out O.C. I got your back bro And we chillin' on the show called the Blackout Rap show It's like that y'all O.C. and L could never be wack y'all Check it out every time I flow it's a sensation Check it out like I'mma set it off then you gonna set it off next Watch how we flex Right now we tourin' all over the world MCs just dissin' your girl Takin' MCs to schools and we ain't no fool Right now we gonna make this the very last line Ay yo Rookie is a game that a fool plays I'm sitting here reminiscing about my school days Ay yo I used to go mad fresh Scoop the chick stupid prick get the digits and the address Yo they was jocking 'cause I was clockin fast cash I slid a chick everyday after last class Strictly a sex thing let me explain I hit 'em up get 'em up and put 'em on the next train My trademark was black glasses I cut the whack classes Then slide off with some cutie pies with fat Yo all the fellas was amazed By the way I was macking females in my school days Ay yo the school I went to a whole bunch rhymed That's why it was battles everyday at lunch time A brother battled me once it was plain whack I played him so bad he left school and never came back And in the lunchroom it was a Big L thing I made so much noise that you couldn't hear the bell ring One of us froze then dozed to the top I rose And got props when I rocked the school talent shows My opponents got scarred fast That's why when they see me they do the hundred yard dash I left emcees and they whole crew phased Yea that's how I did it in my school days When I first got inside high school I wasn't known I roamed alone but I held my own I was a freshman in other words a new jack You see how it's all about me now All the girls scream wow whenever I freestyle When I roll the whole crews on the scenery So those who envy me can't do a thing to me I used to move alone now my crew's fat I went from a new jack to a new mack that's true black I'm cutting rappers like souffles I came off like toupees Yea that's how I did it in my school days I be a Harlem World party pleaser That's where I rest at killin tracks is what I'm best at Jealousy I expect that I don't stress that I want a cutie with some tight jeans on that I can scheme on Treat her nice take her out and trick some cream on TV screens all over the U.S. I'm seen on It ain't all about me I'm tryin to put my team on Because it's good to have a crew to lean on mics I fiend on You think you can do it like this Dream on I'ma chrome my rims and ice my chain Fly clothes and pretty hoes is the price of fame Yo you know the game plan C-Town that's my main man We never bring luggage we go shoppin when the plane lands Still run with the same clan used to be a Kane fan Everything I rock is name brand L'll make ya dame swallow Your ice don't shine and your chain hollow While you front in clubs for hours with the same bottle Takin midget sips I run with the richest cliques Tap the thickest chicks plus drop the slickest hits You know nuttin about L so don't doubt L What's this motherfuckin rap game without L Yo that's like jewels without ice That's like china without rice Or the Holy Bible without Christ Or the Bulls without Mike Or crackheads without pipes The Village without dykes Or hockey games without fights Don't touch the mic if you unable to spit Flamboyant is the label I'm with I'm straight loco to hell with you and your broke ho You ain't a big dog you more like Toto you got no dough I smoke 'dro mixed with cocoa strong as bolo Chips from here to Acapulco While y'all buck for legs I buck for heads I even buck celebs nigga fuck the feds I stay sweatin out a bitch perm I love it when a girl ass is fat and they tits firm I take all the dough my chicks earn I watched Corleone do it now it's Chris turn Act illy get smacked silly with the mac-milli You see me on MTV and Rap City Keep frontin I'mma step out mask on with the tec out Squeeze shots and make you check out My underground niggas y'all can shine with me Got my own label now so y'all can sign with me Y'all can take me from the bottom and climb with me That's fine with me that's how it was designed to be I be that young teen with dumb cream I refuse to be unheard or unseen I shine like the sunbeam All you niggas better come clean before my gun scream Rap's a fun thing only roll with one team Flamboyant Entertainment that's who I came with I pack a nine and once I aim it I got to flame it Push a blue eight got props from here to Kuwait And while your crew hate you hear me on Big L new tape They call me C-Town I snatch mics like a rebound Pack a three-pound that's my prerog' like B. Brown I rip shows in large arenas like the Garden or Meadowlands Got nuttin but love for all my ghetto fans The Danger Zone is where pies get cut where all the guys get stuck Try to front we gon' size you up Like Corleone'll grab the chrome and throw five in your gut Aiyyo gats we bust Only hot tracks we lust And we need plaques to touch 'Cause half of you niggas that's rappin now Y'all thought this was over with This ain't over with you Yo what's the deal miss I'm sayin tho' let me know somethin right now Y'know we been dancin all night I been buyin you drinks all night and shit You goin home with a nigga or what Tell me somethin Uhh Whattup miss who you hidin wit Who you slidin wit Who you ridin wit Rent a room at the best 'tel I make it last 'cause I sex well Henn Rock and Alize I get drunk off Whattup miss Get wit a real man and cut that punk off E'rythang gon' be alright I been watchin you watch me all night I asked honey her name and she told me Celeste She had big breasts honey had me harder than a Spanish test We on the dancefloor gettin our boogie on I see the haters watchin me with they hoodies on Tryin to peep the ice under the sleeve Took her to Ema G's got some eggs and cheese Grits fishcakes and orange juice freshly squeezed When she finished her meal I said What's the deal For real you goin home or you tryin to chill She got close whispered somethin slow in my ear And it ain't hard to tell where we goin from here I ain't on that hatin stuff I was feelin shorty then the bitch told me she was datin Puff I'm a average nigga then she said she was in the 6 My relationship with that nigga called Jigga I'mma compete with that I'm a corner nigga sellin crack Guess I gotta be a ballplayin nigga to bone Da Brat One bitch I ain't even wanna fuck She runnin around all open off Kurupt The ho I thought was gon' be real easy Told me she got a man and he's some beatmakin nigga named Stevie What's wrong with these hoes I'mma fly nigga I don't wanna go flip Mo' to Rah Digga Or Miss Lopez bitch no feds She used to be in the Bronx rockin Pro Keds With some Dominican 'dro heads ridin on top this On the back titties all out Is yo' game rusty Around yo' dame never trust me 'Cause soon as you blink I'mma slide her off then bust three And I only lay pipe to dimes A lot of niggas I know are takin care of kids that might be mines I love to go low I'm freaky like that I never get caught creepin 'cause I'm sneaky like that uhh It ain't my fault your girl be ho-hoppin And matter of fact the last time you gave her loot to go shoppin Honey picked me up some dope shirts It's because of me why she's walkin crooked and her throat hurts I hate to wait 'cause I'm not on the patient tip Just hit me off we don't need a relationship And when you mention my name it ring a bell Ask any female nobody do it like L I met this chick Rhonda who pushed the black Honda Took her to the crib and bombed her with this big brown anaconda Check it a year ago I did a show for some dough Puffed a bag of hydro then broke out on the low And on my way out it was a female on my trail Who followed me from the stage to the Benz I asked honey her name she replied Monique Soft and sweet from her head to feet hotter than heat Jump in the passenger seat let's go get something to eat She said I was that Roc-a-Fella she'd been dying to meet I tried to hit it first night she said she wasn't a freak Yeah right it's all good so I waited a week Then one night to my crib she decided to creep Knocked on a nigga door and woke me outta my sleep I let her in before you know it we was doing our thang I drove her home and said tomorrow give me a ring It was about a month later when she gave me a call With some bogus ass story that was off the wall Claiming she's pregnant with my child I think that's quite foul How is that I wore a Lifestyle Aiyyo fellas you gotta be careful today Watch out for games that these females play 'Cause some break the rules and some don't play fair You might get caught out there if you're not aware I'm in the breed of the bad guy Get caught in a mad lie come in your crib mad high Think about me with the smile on your face Think about me with my hand on your waist And think about me with your hair in your face Even caught a case fuckin witchu Had said some ol' slick shit that had forced me to hit you Had you set up livin swell how you gon' fuck my man L Like we don't cross paths in these New York streets But that's good 'cause he's my man and we both shine And to say we don't love these hoes is a old line Honey just save some space in it so you can hold mine Her whole spine be twisted Things she did and how she kissed it I kinda missed it think back on how we dissed it Now we two-fisted she ain't never resisted Left it red and blistered shakin I could slam it if it wasn't no money makin Games these girls nowadays they play many Techniques for getting your loot they got plenty Suck the skin off your dick just for some ice and shit In the beginning they're polite actin all nice and shit But honey got plans to be pushing your Land When she got you she goes and fucks your man Understand you gotta lay down the law A lot of broads is fraud they'll set you up Baby Pah Some'll try to get you stuck up some'll fake pregnancy Most are after the dough and the fame basically Yo you can't make a ho a housewife kid Pick the wrong chick could be a lifetime bid A lot of cats be beefing over these honeys Not me I keep it moving they ain't getting jack from me Mack these freaks for your own enjoyment And one love to L we gon' stay Flamboyant Yo son you better watch these little fast-ass Little fancy-pants bitches with the thongs Heh that's my word Yo rest in peace to my man Big L uhh Peace to the God Sadat X My crew be deliverin hot lead when gats are clenched Rappers I jack and lynch Nobody can fuck with the way I be killing the shit in rap events Big L is the nigga you expect To catch wreck in any cassette deck I'm so ahead of my time my parents haven't met yet I'm feeling like Billy Bathgate My rap style is past great I love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake I probably got your mommy strung Niggas hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung My clan plans to get Guillianni hung Never had a gassed head Got loot 'cause I stash bread Try to tax and I'mma beat your fagot ass half-dead I stomp white cops till the life stops For a low price hops 'Cause my blood is colder than an ice box 'Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor And every time a mack eleven bucks I'm killing at least seven ducks I never was a follower of Reverend Butts The bitch type I dislike I'm rougher than a fist fight All chicks ain't shit ain't no such thing as Ms. Right So we can never be a couple hun Fuck love all I got for ho's is hard dick and bubble gum And clown emcee's I be attacking quick I'm on some rappin shit and some car jackin shit I ran up on this nigga name Mac in a black ac And put the gat to his cap click-clack Sorry jack but get up out of that My Smith Wesson works great so make a mistake and hesitate I can't wait to demonstrate this nickel plate He didn't listen to what I was speakin He started reaching So I left him sleepin with his temple leaking Aight back to my man Jay-Z As soon as I grab it I eat it up like a savage And no I don't have it I get it together like a marriage I'm seeking all rappers I'm on my p's and q's and carrots Y'all don't understand well goddamn don't you know my status I'm flowing the fattest that is I'm the baddest No need to explain my name the only thing that matters For suckers who bite me they find I'm a bit much to swallow Your thinking that's hollow the rhythm is too rugged to follow Let me take a little breathgod damn The kid is a wizard I'm definitely destined to make eight digits Met up with L on the road to riches As soon as I step up nah whenever I'm in the uh Whatever I touch whatever I clutch You know I'm gonna end ya uh The nigga don't play hey the nigga don't play hey Niggas are do ducking I'm boo buckin fuck it I'm whyle I see you brought your little crew and I'm still comin with velocity check it out Ain't none of the clowns fuckin around Ain't none of clowns standing their ground With the crowned prince of the underground Sounds like I'm ready to catch wreck now The heats on sweat now Jay-Z's on be gone to the next town Punk jump up and get beat down Check it out check it out check it out Ladies be comin out of their seats now Shit I got crazy skills It's a pity the way I'm ripping rugged rhythm through the city I got rhythm I hit em with rhythm I Hit em and split em I did em I get rid of them guys Talkin' about the lyrics that he have are hot Step to this and get lit like a candle troop Rhymes I hook up MCs I cook up Like Campbell's Soup I throw rhymes like a quarterback Front and you'll get bust an' dust and crushed Bum rushed and all of that Rhymes never sound whack 'Cause I got 'em down pat Your rulin' time is over So gimme your crown jack I get hype fast And mines are heavy like a big brick Rappers catch a fit quick When I start to kick shit And I record my battles on a camcorder So I can sit back and watch me manslaughter MCs that tried to get wit' me hops That's why they all got tooken out like a Bensi box The crown is still mine 'cause I kick ill rhymes A lotta rappers talk that murder shit and couldn't kill time Or beat eggs or whip cream I'm smoother than Vaseline And I'm a stone cold rappin' fiend A lot of new jacks are comin' out but that's cool 'Cause I'm the principal of the new school I recite hype rhymes that shine like rainbows I pick up the microphone and play MCs like game shows And suckas are coppin' pleas while I'm clockin' gs Try stoppin' these lyrics nigga please 'Cause my rhymes are ill like a kid with a bad cold Your style is mad old you're small as a tadpole This is a giant here an MC rap pioneer Before you battle me chief go throw on your riot gear I'm hardcore comin' outta wars jus' barely bruised Makin' MCs go on strike like the daily news But there aren't gonna be any comebacks Sayin' them bum raps your lyrics are dumb whack I wreck shows and explode like a landmine 'Cause L kicks the deadliest shit known to mankind Front on me you'll be history like last week 'Cause rappers be frontin' hard and booty like ass cheeks I'm hotter than Florida I gets raw with a mic Slammin' niggas like the Ultimate Warrior The subject the predicate L kicks better shit Couldn't get passed me if your homeboy set a pick Try to play me out like a cub scout Better get the fuck out my face Or get placed in a casket It'll be a tragic incident What a coincidence My rhymes are infinite like math And I go to work in a suit fool 'Cause I'm the principal of the new school The lyrics that I'm kickin' are like lethal weapons Every time that I pick up a mic I see you steppin' 'Cause you want no parts of the L Hear the sound of my voice ya start bitin' your fingernails 'Cause you're petro and my lyrics are death so Could you win a battle against me Heck no I just cruise and get smooth on the rap tip Go ahead bite my lyrics and get a fat lip Or a broken jaw you'll get more than a beatin' troop Fuck around you'll be eatin' soup 'Cause I'm a brother who likes to party hard Nice with my hands so I don't need a bodyguard MCs be walkin' the streets jus' col' frontin' Step to this and get beat like you stole somethin' 'Cause I'm not the man to be step to I won't let you ruin my reputation across the whole nation Rappers that be basin' I'm choppin' like Jason I kick so much flavor you should call me the flavor man Here take my autograph 'cause you're a major fan Of the L 'cause you like the way I'm kickin' flavor Hot as an oven but cool as a refrigerator MCs be bitin' my lyrics like a stone thief Believe me chief you want no beef So give those lyrics back to the right owner Or get beat until ya fall in a coma And physical contact you don't want that So gimme what's mine and there'll be no harm jack 'Cause where I'm from we don't like that thief shit And I'm the last rapper who you wanna beef wit' 'Cause chumps I overrule I'm invincible and the principal of the new school Yo while we hold gats you hold knives And when you sold eighth's we sold pies And when you rode bikes we drove 5's There's no comparison son s'just embarrasing I'm runnin' wit some of da baddest men in the whole New York We hold the fort while you crab cats is holdin tips Playa hatin pushin stolen whips We at da dice game rollin trips out of town throwin bricks Taking over cooking up coke with baking soda You betta spread wit them thirty dollar kicks on Or get whipped on knocked out cold and pissed on L is a heavyweighter wit steady paper You da type to go to jail for a petty caper Then come home on good behavior Talkin bout u no longa hard now 'cause u a man of god now Yo its amazing L is blazing always been Before i put da braids in i use to let the waves spin What u be sayin dont impress me at all And them chicks u be jayin dont be sexy at all Word life everything that i recite stand out Go head and front so i can try this right hand out Across yo jaw L neva lost a war No respect for them cowards who enforce tha law You got sumthin to say then cough it out 'Cause cowards be wantin beef but when u pull out the heat They ready to talk it out What is there to talk about u was just frontin Now it ain't nuttin ain't that suttin I should start bussing anyway And put one of u punks in da ground Ya'll cowards be killin me wit ya'll faces frown jumpin around Like u scaring L not even 'cause I'mma be a thug until i stop breathin Plus I'm runnin with a smooth ass crew that'd shoot at u You wanna knuckle up whateva we can do that too Ya'll fellas like to stress them chicks impress them chicks Spend money to dress them chicks i sex them chicks Then send them home corleone is known to be stoned When i bone i rubber duck in case that chick full blown The other night around 8pm pockets crazy slim Took a thou' out later on i had to wild out In da club knock some coward and his pal out Then afterwards went to the restroom pissed Cristal out Now im thinkin what chick number i can dial out 'Cause its L the harlem pimp baby for real I got more dimes then that sprint lady and thats ill Playa haters be givin me harsh looks but im tryna sell records like Garth Brooks So f em all when its cold i throw the skelly on Illegal chips keep my celly on mega ice is what im heavy on If it ain't Cristal boo i guess its Perignon If the na-na's too tight i throw some jelly on Yo try to tax and watch the 9 mil burst I've been off the scene over 3 years and cats is still thirst They hear Big L drop a ill verse so all you unsigned cats that wanna battle get a deal first I sport da bulletproof fitted-hat that attitude you betta get rid of that Whereava u floss is where u gon get it at I stay strapped i go to sleep wit my steel Makin figures while u broke cats keepin it real I rob fags in da staircase no mask bare face The one police wouldn't dare chase keep my gear laced Do I walk around without papes No way pal Word up my money longer than the OJ trial Aiyyo I should have been out I'm deadly when I pull the pen out Keep frontin' almost tried yo' chin out I knocked a lot of men out I left em on the floor spittin' phlegm out It's either that or I'mma squeeze the gat and pop ten out You see Corleone ice spinnin' jigged out white linen And if a bitch don't like me she must like women Everytime I come around you see your wife grinnin' Don't be mad 'cause your career's in the ninth inning It's over now nigga leave the game I'm from the Danger Zone where MC's get slain Where thugs that never hesitate to squeeze the flame Where niggas be takin' drugs just to ease the pain Hustlers flip cokey fourty-eight Hours like Nick Nolte When I was OT your bitch wrote me First day home I dived in it left her thighs dented Now that bitch be pagin' me every five minutes MC's I squash and disgrace It's all about the Benji's so why your bills got Washington's face A lot of cats be frontin' mad singles wit a fifty on top L tryin' to have the city on lock Peace to Biggie and Pac 'cause they really were hot Rap game heavy hitters it's a shame they no longer wit us Niggas wanna be L ladies wanna see L Aiyyo I hear a lot of bitch in your talk See a lot of switch in your walk Only thugs get rich in New York Because they sick of all this drag queen shit Your wife missin' I'm the nigga see was last seen wit Me and Ron hit it up on some tag team shit A bunch of niggas got smoked for the cash Used to ride Greyhounds wit dimes hoes who stuffed the coke in they ass Crazy beefs got provoked in the past lot of wigs got split A lot of innocent kids got hit Harlem World be the place of my birth Believe me son we breed the smoothest niggas on the face of the earth Mics I steadily smoke rhymes cleverly wrote As long as I can rock a crowd I'mma never be broke Some hoes treated me like a bumb nerd when I was unheard Now I'm icey I ain't gotta say one word you dumb bird I push whips while you walk all day And I hate when strange niggas wanna talk all day Clown ass shit hate to be around that shit When I was at the steakhouse pullin' cake out You was at some cheap Chinese shit gettin' take out How you make out you take the fake route You oughta break out You couldn't get a bitch before you put your tape out what Yo I be that smooth cat you never seen rollin' with clowns One of the few from Uptown that's holdin' it down Bitches be on me like I'm welfare Even rich whores that live in Bel Air Is this Big L Yeah hell yeah Word up I use a chrome gat to push domes back Watch how you talk when you call me Feds got my phone tapped This rap game I put my life in it Chain got mega ice in it Push an Infinite chrome rims light-tinted And you can see pal it's all about me now Twenty G's a show bitch three thou' just to freestyle I made this cheese it didn't grow on trees Can you hold somethin' Sure you can hold on these Yo I'm fat like a old Cray-on smooth as Rayon L is who the ladies stay on baby play on I stay jeweled up pockets swelled up From banks I held up Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck I never catch cold feet when I hold heat We roll deep in the triple black dark-tinted jeep I catch a fag three o'clock in the morn' On the block all alone And put a Glock to his dome Tell him Give it up quick you nitwit don't try to get slick Or I'mma let this four-fifth spit and leave your shit split Prick it ain't nothin' decent about me A true thug for real you can ask the precinct about me A rap junky don't try to play me like some flunky Jewels be chunky pockets lumpy attitude grumpy And mad niggas be frontin' a lot Poppin' mad shit tryin' to be somethin' they not Your faggot ass better stick to dancin' Don't even look at me I might break your jaw just for glancin' I'm sick like Manson In nineteen ninety-seven Harlem kids is blowin' And we don't trick we'll let a bitch starve 'til her ribs is showin' Word check it out check it out check it out MCs get taught a lesson When the mic is in my possession Rap's my profession L is nice no question It's a fact I stay geared It shouldn't be weird That I'm feared 'cause my raps are rougher than a nappy beard I cook rappers like a chef I'm Def like Jef right to left My raps are badder than morning breath With niggas deaths I'm the number one suspect 'Cause I catch much wreck 'specially when I'm upset Suckers I'm a stiggedystar breaking them up and then taking they heart You better believe that Big L is the man that be ripping the microphones apart I hold the forty right because I'm the naughty type When I strike the mic niggas be like shorty hype I'm smoother than Velvet my lyrics is well writ' You saying L's this and L's that get off L's dick Rhymes I create a knock out ya gold tooth Battling me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone booth I wreck mics and drop the cool speeches Nowadays rappers think they motherfuckin' schoolteachers One two one two rappers I run through Fuck Karate I practice Gun-Fu The Big L is an assassinator I grab the Mag and leave a fag leakin' like activator I'm the nigga that you never even thought of beatin' Black white or Puerto Rican I'm gonna slaughter each and Every crab MC that runs up When a battle comes up give me two thumbs up What's up boo how you do I've been watching you and you don't have a clue and this ain't nothin new Come to the crib I got a beautiful view And a heart-shaped water bed made for two Uhuh I do my thing when it's humping time So all you cuties that wanna bump and grind jump in line Let me zoom in the boom like Wreckx When I'm through your nets Cos I'm a fiend when it comes to sex Of course you knew that I'd give you the world but trick my ends I don't do that I'm ready to get my flirt on One honey with the skirt on She got knees that I would love to put some dirt on Come here shorty let's drink a forty and get naughty Go get your crew I'll go get mine and let's make it an orgy And if you wanna be my girl just forget it It's just room to hit it So all my ladies are you with me where you at Let me hit it from the back and tell you if it's good or wack When I'm all alone I call honey's on the phone And Tell 'em come see me but if we ain't gonna bone then keep your ass home I used to mate with this honey Kate The sex was great Her shape would make a sweet playa turn straight When you mention my name it rings a bell Ask any female nobody does it like L That's why the ladies wanna meet me discreetly Cos I'm freaky and love to go deep sea Fishing I be caressing em' strickly sexing em' You know my style I'm Down with O.P.P. like Treach and em' I get the woman loose quicker than gin and juice Sometimes I wanna jiggy to sporting gators and linen suits And if you wanna be my girl just forget it I'm not with it It's just room to hit it Around your girl you shouldn't trust me Cos soon as you turn your back I'mma slide her off then bust three And I only lay pipe to dimes A lot of brothers I know are taking care of kids that might be mines I love to go low I'm freaky like that I even hit my mans girl 'cause I'm sneaky like that It ain't my fault your girl me ho-hoppin' And matter fact the last time you gave her loot to go shopping She picked me up some dope shirts It's because of me why she's walking crooked and her throat hurts I hait to wait 'cause I'm not on a patient tip Just hit me off we don't need a relationship I practice safe-sex so I keep the latex Looking through the Rolodex to see who I'mma slay next And if you wanna be my girl just forget it It's just room to hit it Yo I'm the one who made you get on the dance floor And shake 'til your pants tore so party people clap your hands for The one they call Big L I'm hot as hell I'm livin' swell My name's ringin' bells can't ya tell So grab the Moët and take a sip I stay lookin' dip mics I rip but don't flip We on the party tip I get so loose on tracks that I produce MCs be frontin' mad hard but got no juice I'm not the type that strikes out when I pull mics out Violate L and it's lights out And if you got no skills on the mic you oughta dash 'Cause rappers that're sorta trash the Big L slaughter fast I'm gettin' high rates in all states makin' papes with the crew called Diggin' in the Crates I'm a rap crowd amazer microphone dazer Big L is the man with the unexpected flava Once again it's the man with the flava Big L is the man with the unexpected flava Now when I'm on the stage microphones I lock tight The Big L rock right when I'm in the spotlight Yo I'm a young dapper rapper that dress well Foes I expel the ladies wanna sex L Because my raps are real raw I'm hard as a steel door with skills most MCs'll kill for I'm known for grabbin' the mic and then droppin' a raw rhyme Big L's the greatest of all times so gimme my props I want all mines Battles I refuse to lose I chose to cruise smooth like the blues I never hear boos 'cause I abuse In nineteen ninety-three I'm blowin' up like dynamite And don't think I can't fight because I'm kinda light L's a teenage poet that men fear Chief to be sincere you got no wins here I play MCs like a game of Sega 'Cause I'm poetic and this is the unexpected flava Once again it's the man with the flava Big L is the man with the unexpected flava Once again it's the man with the flava Big L is the man with the unexpected flava Now I'm gonna kick flave 'til the microphone's broke And I'm known to do the wild thing like Tone-Loc I screw whores I do tours I'm smooth like Lou Rawls I write raps that hurt MCs like blue balls In all zip codes the Big L rip shows You couldn't touch this if you was on your tip toes I live in the ghetto and rap is my route out Now I'm on wax givin' my crew a shout out Since I'm paid I could knock any ho' boots But L wasn't so cute when I had no loot Now I'm lookin' slick and my pockets are thick I need surgery to get chicks removed from my dick Ayyo my cards I'm playin' well Picture that a rapper slayin' L No way in hell My rap skills are sharp like a razor but don't sweat it This is the unexpected flava Once again it's the man with the flava Big L is the man with the unexpected flava Once again it's the man with the flava Big L is the man with the unexpected flava I got some new shit for y'all to play to ya know This is the frosted flakes right here This is the Lord Finesse beat Aight I guess it will work it will work You can get jiggy with that Yeah let me see check it out You can ball with this About to get into some shit Yo fuck all the glamours and glitz I plan to get rich I'm from New York and never was a fan of the Knicks And I'm all about expandin my chips You mad 'cause I was in the van with your bitch With both hands on her tits Corleone hold the throne that you know in your heart I got style plus the way that I be flowin is sharp A while back I used to hustle sellin blow in the park Countin G stacks and rockin ice that glow in the dark Forever hottie huntin trigger temper I'm quick to body somethin You lookin at me like I'm probably frontin I fuck around and throw three in your chest and flee to my rest I'm older and smarter this is me at my best I stopped hangin around y'all 'cause niggas like you Be prayin on my downfall hopin I flop Hopin I stop you probably even hope I get locked Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock I got more riches than you fuck more bitches than you Only thing I haven't got is more stitches than you Fuckin punk you ain't a leader what nobody followed you You was never shit your mother should have swallowed you You on some tagalong flunkie yes man shit Do me a favor please get off the next man dick And if you think I can't fuck with whoever put your money up Put your jewels up no fuck it put your honey up Put your raggedy house up nigga or shut your mouth up Before I buck lead and make a lot of blood shed Turn your tux red I'm far from broke got enough bread And mad hoes ask Beavis I get nuttin Butt-head My game is vicious and cool Fuckin chicks is a rule If my girl think I'm loyal then that bitch is a fool How come you can listen to my first album And tell where a lot of niggas got they whole style from So what you actin for You ain't half as raw you need to practice more Somebody tell this nigga sum'un before I crack his jaw You runnin with boys I'm runnin with men I'mma be rippin the mics until I'm a hundred and ten I throw slugs at idi-ots no love for city cops I sport a pretty watch eight-hundred and fifty rocks I'm makin wonderful figures I don't fuck with none of you niggas I might pull out this gun on your niggas And rob every last one of you niggas Aight let me kick some more shit one more time Aight we gone hit it like this check it out Yo check it yo my shit is hot like jerk chicken I should rob you But with that cheap shit you ain't worth stickin' I've got a left hook that be leavin' guys knocked out Keep frontin' and I'm a choke you till your eyes pop out I was taught that if a nigga swing You swing right back Battle Corleone why do a stupid thing like that Yo I'm not in the mood son so don't push me tonight Plus I fucked your little sister and that pussy was right That pussy was tight grippin' my dick like a pair of pliers You fuckin' snitch right now you prolly wearin' wires It's not a joke so as soon as he laugh I'm a strip him naked and stick a long broom in his ass Leave him heart-broken make him quit rap and start smokin' My album is done so no it ain't no parts open I'm not a sweet stud I'm a street thug That's quick to beat a nigga like a cheap rug till he leak blood You sure soft watched you fall off might slide your whore off Then call all off and tear your jaw off My life is far out I got star clout Every week bring a different car out go to clubs and buy the bar out You ain't a player put that cigar out Take that suit off before I shoot off and tear your roof off Leave your clothes bloody-red like the nose of Rudolph I rocked many stages and never got booed off I might let this gat burst put you in a big black hearse For that wack verse should have tried these other cats first 'Cause none of y'all niggas can fuck with me And if your man wanna join I got McGruff with me I do shit that only tough men do And them cats you with fuck them too I'll buck them too Be careful what you rush into you lame-ass nigga No dough always on the train-ass nigga You got fucked upstate you cupcake How many dicks can your butt take I ran through every bitch in my path I was fuckin' chicks in the ass when I was six-and-a-half Yo I'm a take you out your misery And after this nigga put you in the social study book 'cause you're History I used to be a rich nigga selling much crack To make a long story short I fell off like a hub cap My operation got shut off I can't slide a slut off I gotta beat my dick to get a nut off 'Cause when a convo is struck up Bitches act stuck up my luck sucks everything is fucked up To get cash I gotta beg 'Cause every time I reach in my pocket all I feel is my damn leg Its about time that I feel cash gotta get it right now gotta get it real fast 'Cause all I got left is 2 mack tens a army jacket a ski mask a hoodie and some black Tims I'm about to get extra ill so I went to my crib got booted up and got dressed to kill The first place that I hit was the corner store I pulled out and told everybody to get on the floor I took the cash and I jetted One kid tried to set it I bet he regret it 'cause because he got wetted Robberies I did well when you look in the dictionary under villain you'll see a photo of Big L Fuck a job punks is gettin robbed and scarred 'Cause times is hard on the boulevard Yo I was robbing people on a regular basis in many different places and all types of races I robbed gangstas I robbed ducks I didn't care who I stuck as long as I got a buck what the fuck When niggas see me they take flight I'll even rob Jehovah if I catch him right on a late night Keep a vest G don't try to test me A red neck police chief tried to arrest me Ayo that wasn't a smart cop Because I put 2 in his chest and his motherfucking heart stopped Its a must I commit crimes 'Cause I gotta get mine its hard times and all I see are dollar signs Why should I work for another sucker When I can do robberies and make G's like a motherfucker Fuck a job punks is getting robbed and scarred 'Cause times is hard on the boulevard Yo I was goin out just like a crusader would I robbed everything that moved in the neighborhood Yo I was even robbing chicks I did mad sticks I needed more dough so I started taking hits Blastin ducks with the shotty The trigger I squeeze with ease I got paid fifty g's per body In a year I killed eighty eight So I made about fuck it I was crazy straight Fuck a job punks is getting robbed and starved 'Cause times is hard on the boulevard This goes out to all the wolves Hah in the streets and in jail Yeah yo it's your man Big L I got my man Tommy Gibbs and Corleone with me Check it out uhh bust it Aiyyo I just left the studio and it's about two in the morn' Just finished doin a song Now I'm ready for sleep But first I want spaghetti to eat And it's a good Italian restaurant right up the street So I jumped in the Jeep stash the heat under the seat Then I got a beep my voice is hoarse barely can speak I called back on the cell it's Corle' mad as hell Told me to listen well as he started to yell I control the microphone like a robot My lyrics are so hot props I got a whole lot 'Cause wit' a pen and some paper this man makes Rhymes that're so damn great with flavor like pancakes I'm kickin' rhymes like a game of kickball I'm rough like a brick wall MCs take a big fall For tryin' to get with this I'm too swift with this A microphone murderer full with magnificence A def rapper and also a swell one In a battle I cook MCs well done My hits are consecutive I'm a lyrical executive Bite my rhymes and I won't let you live So to be safe on the microphone homes Recite your own poems or get your dome flown Or put in a boot camp L is the new champ I'm not the type to go out like a food stamp I'm throwin' rhymes like a pitcher throws a curve ball And I'm a serve all punks that try to brawl So stop sleepin' on me don't even doze hops Or I'm a heat you up and eat you up like Stove Top Stuffin' I'm bum rushin' shorts I'm takin' none My rhymes weigh a ton I'm not fakin' son You're the one who's fakin' tryin' to be a duplicate Can't kick stupid shit tell you the truth you should quit Rappin' start snappin' 'cause all you is a joke Battle L and get smoked Yo I overthrow ya and have ya screamin' like a rollercoaster Guzzle you down like a small cup of Coca-Cola I'm goin' through MCs like a ransack Your rhymes are rusty g you can't fuck with me That's why you're hidin' in protective custody L's not the one and I keep MCs runnin' I hurt 'em like bunions make 'em cry like onions I'm a lyrical fighter and I'm brighter than Einstein Try to bite my lines and you'll get a size nine Foot put in your ass for bein' a crook Hit with a vital hook and get your title took Yeah I'm a pass it to my man Now check it out I'm a get paid for the nineteen nineties I don't care who likes me or who stands behind me The man to peep far from weak so don't sleep From stage to streets I still go one deep So save that off the wall bullshit ya get had son Fuck around grab the mic and catch a bad one I come correct and strapped to bust a ill rap Me take a loss to who Ya oughta kill that Back up slack up give a brother some head room Hype on the mic amazin' in the bedroom Girls like me 'cause I'm straight and don't sidestep I do shit Jack LaLanne ain't tried yet Ask any female bet you she'll say I'm good That's why I'm Finesse porn star of the neighborhood Yeah 'cause I kick slicker raps It's Lord Finesse so bow and tip your hat And make way 'cause I get plenty say And those who don't like me I don't give a shit anyway 'Cause when it comes to lyrics I always find somethin' That make brothers press the rewind button I'm a get mine tell me what you're gonna do 'Cause ya couldn't see me if ya wanted to Get who you want shit you could call the cops But for now I'm gettin' all my props I reign terror whatever's clever I'm cooler than The Mack and Shaft put together So chill don't try to get ill dummy Me get stomped by who Be for real money I'm not havin' it so go on and get your best group You'll see why they call me Lord Finesse troop I eat 'em like sandwiches send 'em home in bandages Gimme that mic I'll show you what doin' damage is Nice swift and deeper than quicksand I'm takin' out opponents like a hit man I get the crowd hype like a sorta drug It's Lord Finesse who the fuck you thought it was I lounge and chill but still could get ill I'm live and real with skill beyond skill Pull girls like a lasso keep the crazy cash flow A nigga beat me on the mic Don't be an asshole I'm indestructible so bring in a substitute What's up with a battle Yo I can't fuck with you I'm intellectual gettin' the best of you I eat MCs like the food at a festival Drop science and math stand tall like a giraffe Completin' thetask breakin' rappers in half Puttin' suckers out of it yeah I talk a lot of shit But when it comes to rhymes I deserve a fuckin' scholarship Won't front or perp the role I get the most of hoes I'm so cool I've got pussy on remote control Whether you're a virgin or a bad lookin' hot sister I'm baggin' up bitches like a shoplifter So Lord Finesse is not the one to fool I was gettin' sex since they first invented Underoos So set it off no time to rehearse the rappin' It's Lord Finesse so prepare for the worst to happen Mics get ripped up good times get tucked Throw your hands in the air suckers keep your lips shut 'Cause ya'll wanna waste time sayin' them fake rhymes Gimme my respect and props or I'm a take mine 'Cause I ain't nothin' to play with And fuckin' with me ya need more than a first aid kit So it's better that ya chill and max with me I'm sendin' out warnin's quicker than a fax machine I get funky and kick it so let's get wit' it Opponents who think they can hang y'all can forget it I sit and write rhymes makin' up hype lines Achievin' shit you couldn't do in a lifetime So don't care me and compare me to those other brothers I'm Lord Finesse and I'm one bad ass muthafucker I'm doin' MCs as ya hire 'em Bustin' they ass and make 'em sign up for retirement Without doubt I'm a brother with all the clout Whoever said I'm whack what the fuck is they talkin' about Yeah you don't stop so L my man my brother Tear shit up you bad muthafucker Yo I'm the microphone murderer And I'm known for bustin' mad caps I was in rag tracks with rhymes that backslap 'Causin' a nightmare I don't fight fair Niggas playin' hard rock hopin' they might scare You're tryin' to take your idol's title You on some bugged shit I keep the women fiendin' and screamin' for my smooth shit My rhymes are mad thick and yours is thin as a pool stick Fuck it bust it I like it rough and rugged Your style is wick whack and played out like nugget Bracelets face this you can't erase this escape this Break this take this 'cause I bake this I get so loose on beats that I produce Niggas be frontin' crazy hard and got no juice They softer than paper plates the lyrics I make is great A few sheets of loose leaf and a Erasermate Is all I need to write rhymes that are extra fly Mics I wreck and fry rappers I petrify Pack a fo' fif' with eight shots With one you get popped And now you're locked in a box dead with no props I'm not jokin' there's no time for snappin' Niggas that be yappin' I'm puttin' caps in So base up or get sprayed up to the waist up You'll get found faced up police can't trace up Fingerprints why Because I leave no evidence Big L's the name one three nine is the residence peace You don't want zero problems big fella Ooh watch me come and put the hinges in their hands Countin' Benjis while we meetin' make 'em shake my other hand Milly rockin' scoopin' all the blessings out my lap Bitch I know you tried to cheat you should have never took a nap hey Fuck wrong with you What you were thinkin' Fuck you thought it was You talk that talk that make a lame ass nigga fall in love Not me though bitch you can keep those Bruh I'm at your head like Craig did Deebo Don't tweak bro it's never sweet ho My shooters come for free so You old Petey Pablo take your shirt off Wave 'round your head like a helicopter I ain't put enough weed in the blunt All you do is smoke tobacco Where the hell you get them from Yeezy said he ain't make them My niggas chasin' bounty hunters And gettin' chased by their baby mommas My first tat was on my stomach Got a pocket full of money And a mind full of ideas Some of this shit may sound weird Inside of the Maybach Look like it came out of Ikea Run shit like diarrhea Big yacht no power steering I got problems bigger than these boys My deposits they be on steroids Lord free the Carter niggas need the Carter Sacrificin' everything I feel like Jesus Carter Hold up I got this sewed up my soda poured up My woes up I'm flippin' those bucks they doing toe tucks I rolled up and let the smoke puff I lay down toes up Hold up get too choked up when I think of old stuff Move on put my goons on they kidnap newborns In the streets my face a coupon Her pussy too warm All these bitches come to do harm Just bought a new charm Fuck the watch I buy a new arm you lukewarm I'm Uncle Luke with the hoes Pretty bitches centerfolds Tippy toes around my crib in they robes just their robes Half a milli' in the safe another in the pillowcase Codeine got me movin' slower than a caterpillar race Fuck wrong with you What you were thinkin' What you thought it was I just popped five Percocets and only caught a buzz And if that label try to stop me There gon' be some crazy Weezy fans waitin' in the lobby Okie dokie alkie keep it lowkey like Thor lil bro Or he'll go blow the loudy saudy of sour Saudi Wiley up off peyote wilding like that coyote If I sip any Henny my belly just might be outie I just opened up the pack in an hour I'll ash my lucky Tonight she just yelling fuck me Two weeks she'll be yelling fuck me Used to like orange cassette tapes with Timmy Tommy and Chuckie And Chuck E. Cheese's pizzas Jesus pieces sing Jesus love me Put Visine inside my eyes so my grandma would fucking hug me Oh generation above me I know you still remember me My afro look just like daddy's y'all taught me how to go hunting I will smoke a little something but I don't inhale Everywhere that I go everywhere they be asking how's it going Say the going's well go figure Victor's light skinned Jesus got me feeling like Colin Powell all praise to the God Check check mate check me take me to the bedroom Like she know me well I mean normally You see Norma Jean wouldn't kick it with Farmer Phil But these kids these days they get so high Burn trees smoke chlorophyll 'til they can't feel shit Elevated train and the craziest thing Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill miseducated my dick delegated Rap Bill Bellamy they said I should have never made it Probably should have been dead or in jail Deadbeat dad enough of that jazz Asshole absinthe up in that glass Are we there yet Ice cubes in a bong Rip brain dead take a tug and then pass I could make a flow pitter patter with a patter pitter juicy Used to be in a jalabiya and a kufi Trying hard not to be addicted to a groupie I ended up on an album cover in a Coogi You see I be still a God but a goofy You be flowing about drugs and a Uzi That's the new principle sometimes I'mma be about some hoes Sometimes I'mma wanna make a movie And when it come to rapping fast I'm the Higgs Boson And though my style freakish I could still break your body down to five pieces like I did Voltron 'Cause I'm addicted to the craft and I be off a OG Know me I'm the Obi-Wan Kenobi of the dope see Never scared of mean spirits methamphetamine lyrics Cooler like I'm offa codeine low key Don't be so judgmental even though I'm reminiscing If I don't know what I miss is I'ma end up figuring out that it's home And my mother and my grandmother cocoa butter kisses This is just a testament to the ones that raised me The ones that I praise and I'm thanking I need 'em but the chronic all up in my clothes And I wanna get a hug and I can't 'cause I'm stanking Young Rascal Flatts young ass kid ass could rap Fuck all the faculty tobacco-packing acrobat Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of Jack and Fourths of weed I'm back to pack on hands With young Cletus to pat my back Real nigga with a nose ring that's right Just here to rap them songs Rag on my hair wrap weed in Vegas rockin' Vagabonds Sang a song oh you don't know What Well I still bang with you Hang with you sip drank with you As long as I can sang with you like Niggas please be focused that Bino you know this He rep the home of Sosas you know I'm from that Zone 6 You know I rep that Stone shit you know your hood is so clit As God as my witness this Will Smith spit real shit I'm going to be that CG busy gettin' where the weed at Bought your girl some new kneepads You're fuckin' with the Fifi bag My stars egad she said this my favorite song Now she on the floor droppin' like it's hot You blast this shit in Abercrombie when your work is finished Your mom won't play it in the car 'cause it's got cursing in it Two-step white dude's Harlem Shake Why you laughing 'Cause you Harlem Shake I was never fake I was just too good to be true That's acid rap we killed the track You had your chance and 'Bino too Foolies glad I'm home Even my haters kinda glad I'm on Rest In Peace to my Vagabond Rapper song singer suspended subpoena For misdemeanors dreamer Held back ass is lowkey still a senior And I still shake up BO Squad praying for my BroBois City on the come up shout that nigga Sosa Shout my nigga Fat Trel shout my nigga Joseph Playing Buenos Aires while they sleepin' buenas noches Wonder if I wrote this 'cause it's so crisp The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice I could win an Oscar Russian accent husky Acid addict costly avid actor Kevin Costner God give me one sentence more Maybe I just gotta get suspended more Hashtag it get mentions for it Make you love it get it trending more And then act humble Hear some bull that some dude mumble Wantin' to jump dude but let that nigga punk you Knowin' bitch niggas wanna bring guns to the rumbles IGH But I love y'all souls don't let the juice spill Pac Blue pill pop 'til you feel good enough to pop The popped bitch in the blue heels yop That one drown in the juice nigga Hunnid proof get found in a youth nigga Stop with all the tryna' introduce nigga Everybody know you dude you the new nigga I ain't really been myself since Rod passed I ain't even really need that shop class I ain't really been weak since pop's smashed I'm a genius a mothafuckin pop smash Hit sensei master Jack and Lindsey Wiley Kembe Jugo you never tasted paper Tripped racing yaself tryna' chase the paper I just faced a Veggie And you love being Kobe when you make the layer 'Til you realize everybody in the world fuckin' hates the Lakers And then everybody wanna sip 'Til the juice spill everybody wanna bib And then everybody wanna dip Told you I ain't worried I ain't scared of the booth All you can do is spit a verse of the truth Merge the mixture with the purest and the fruits And the thirst just the worst it's the curse of the juice And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows and chauffeurs with road rage Still the same damn ad-lib IGH old ways Still got a letterman no practice Still got a burner man no lacking Still outtin' Jams nigga no Jackson No Jordan and we toe-tagging I'll take you to land where the lake made of sand And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance And the money ain't yours Now it's just a red pill Got a blue and a hand full of Advils I'm the new Nitty fuck it Nitty the old me So I'mma tell the buyer what Nitty told me You a lame and your bitch break down my weed sometimes See my face in the streets in the tweets And a Reader or a RedEye if you read Sun-Times She got blisters on her knees she's a fiend for the D Even though I only beat one time One time it was one two times It was two plus me equals threesome time Shouts out to Nate I jackball and I bop I flex Got neck from all these thots I sex Rastafari them shottas yes House safari mi casa yes Poppy fields of that popeye She came to party she popped a Molly Said Come to papa she said yes Papa yes I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip Paranoia on my mind got my mind on the fritz But a lot of niggas dyin' so my 9 with the shits Move to the neighborhood I bet they don't stay for good watch Somebody'll steal daddy's Rollie call it the neighborhood watch Pray for a safer hood when my paper good watch Still getting ID'd for Swishers Still with the Save Money militia Trapped in the middle of the map with a little-bitty rock and a little bit of rap That with a literary knack and a little shitty Mac and like literally jack They murking kids they murder kids here Why you think they don't talk about it They deserted us here Where the fuck is Matt Lauer at Somebody get Katie Couric in here Probably scared of all the refugees look like we had a fuckin' hurricane here They'll be shooting whether it's dark or not I mean the days is pretty dark a lot Down here it's easier to find a gun than it is to find a fucking parking spot No love for the opposition specifically a cop position 'Cause they've never been in our position Getting violations for the nation correlating you dry snitchin' It just got warm out this the shit I've been warned 'bout I hope that it storm in the mornin' I hope that it's pourin' out I hate crowded beaches I hate the sound of fireworks And I ponder what's worse between knowing it's over and dyin' first 'Cause everybody dies in the summer Wanna say your goodbyes tell them while it's spring I heard everybody's dying in the summer So pray to God for a little more spring I know you scared You should ask us if we scared too If you was there Then we'd just knew you cared too We don't do the same drugs no more 'cause she don't do the same drugs no more When did you change Wendy you've aged I thought you'd never grow up I thought you'd never Window closed Wendy got old I was too late I was too late A shadow of what I once was Where did you go Why would you stay You must have lost your marbles You always were so forgetful In a hurry don't wait up I was too late I was too late A shadow of what I once was 'Cause we don't we don't do what we say we're gonna You were always perfect and I was only practice Don't you miss the days stranger Don't you miss the days Don't you miss the danger Don't forget the happy thoughts All you need is happy thoughts The past tense past bed time Way back then when everything we read was real And everything we said rhymed Wide eyed kids being kids Why did you stop What did you do to your hair Where did you go to end up right back here When did you start to forget how to fly It's so natural Just like Juicy Fruit Works like a magic trick I'm gon' praise Him praise Him 'til I'm gone When the praises go up the blessings come down It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap I don't make songs for free I make 'em for freedom Don't believe in kings believe in the Kingdom Chisel me into stone prayer whistle me into song air Dying laughing with Krillin saying something 'bout blonde hair Jesus' black life ain't matter I know I talked to his daddy Said you the man of the house now look out for your family He has ordered my steps gave me a sword with a crest And gave Donnie a trumpet in case I get shortness of breath They booked the nicest hotels on the fifty-nineth floor With the big wide windows with the suicide doors Ain't no blood on my money ain't no Twitter in Heaven I know them drugs isn't close ain't no visitin' Heaven I know the difference in blessings and worldly possessions Like my ex girl getting pregnant And her becoming my everything I'm at war with my wrongs I'm writing four different songs I never forged it or forfeited I'm a force to be reconciled They want four minute songs You need a four hour praise dance performed every morn I'm feeling shortness of breath so Nico grab you a horn Hit Jericho with a buzzer beater to end a quarter Watch brick and mortar fall like dripping water ugh Damn I'm in so deep girl Probably 'cause you're empty You can't even speak Damn your mouth so minty Ooh your mama hate me Daddy wouldn't let you if he ever met me If he ever met you Put that shit behind us And put this in your sinus Mine is all up in my gums Minus all that shit it's lined with You been scratchin' you been fiendin' I'mma fix you I'mma fuck you I'mma get rid of them demons I blessed myself inside your arms one day Swear to God there I was when the dress And the silver buttons fade away Miss Mary Mattress geriatrics Fuck me into open caskets I wanna die with this I wanna stop seeing my psychiatrist The empty bottled loneliness this happiness you seek The masochism that you preach Practice back flips tragic actress On a movie with no screen When the only time he loves me is naked in my dreams Kicked off my shoes tripped acid in the rain Wore my jacket as a cape and my umbrella as a cane The richest man rocks the snatch-less necklace Spineless bitches in backless dresses Wore my feelings on my sleeveless My weed seedless my trees leafless I miss my diagonal grilled cheeses And back when Mike Jackson was still Jesus Before I believed in not believing in Yeah I inhaled who believed in me not breathing in Cigarette stained smile all covered in sin My big homie died young just turned older than him I seen it happen I seen it happen I see it always He still be screaming I see his demons in empty hallways I trip to make the fall shorter Fall quarter was just a tall order And I'm hungry I'm just not that thirsty As of late all my verses seem not so versey And all my words just mean controversy Stressin' pullin' my hair out hoping I don't get picked All this medicine in me hoping I don't get sick Making all of this money hoping I don't get rich 'Cause niggas still getting bodied for foams Sometimes the truth don't rhyme Sometime the lies get millions of views Funerals for little girls is that appealing to you From your cubicle desktop what a beautiful view I think love is beautiful too Building forts from broken dams what a hoover could do For future hoopers dead from Rugers Shooting through the empty alley Could've threw him an alley-oop Helping him do good in school Damn that acid burn when it clean ya I still miss being a senior And performing at all those open mic events Eyes closed eyes closed seeing arenas And I still get jealous of Vic And Vic's still jealous of me But if you touch my brother All that anti-violence shit goes out the window along with you And the rest of your team Smoking cigarettes to look cooler I only stop by to look through ya And I'm only getting greedier And I'm still Mr. Youmedia And I still can't find Talent And I'm still choosing classmates that wouldn't fuck Mom still thinks I should go back to school And Justin still thinks I'm good enough And Mama Jan still don't take her meds And I still be asking God to show his face I am a new man I am sanctified Oh I am holy I have been baptized I have been born again I am the White Light Rain don't go away I got my city doing front flips When every father mayor rapper jump ship I guess that's why they call it where I stay Clean up the streets so my daughter can have somewhere to play I'm the blueprint to a real man Some of these niggas toss they tassel for a deal man I ain't goin' to hell or to Hillman I got caught up with a little Xan Can't stop me but it slow me though Yeah a nigga famous you don't know me though But every DJ still play me though Damn man I don't even need a radio And my new shit sound like a rodeo 'Til they fuck around and sign me to OVO I just might share my next one with Keef Got the industry in disbelief they be asking for beef This what it sound like when God split an atom with me I even had Steve giving out apples for free I ain't change my number since the seventh grade This for my day one ten years seven days A week niggas never tired on they Kevin Gates And if they rest in peace they bunny hopping heaven's gates It's too many young angels on the southside Got us scared to let our grandmommas outside You gon' make me take the campers way downtown You gon' make me turn my BM to my housewife I just had a growth spurt It done took so long my tippy toes hurt You can keep the nose ring I don't have to soul search I'm still at my old church only ever sold merch Grandma say I'm Kosher momma say I'm culture I got angels all around me they keep me surrounded City so damn great I feel like Alexand' Wear your halo like a hat that's like the latest fashion We used to roll at the Rink we used to roll at the Rink I used to talk way too much you used to know everything You couldn't stand me I couldn't stand you You said I'm steady playin' but you steady playin' too Your big brother foot work your play sister Juke The Rink was the place but in that space and time I was too young for you As you were for me too worried 'bout Frooties and Chews 'Til I found out all the shawdy's with cooties was cute and realized what booties could do We never rolled at the Rink we would just go to the Rink You ain't buy tokens no more you just hip roll at the Rink You had a nigga I couldn't stand him I mean it's just dancing it's harmless as fuck Then I put my waist through your hips and your legs in my arms just to harness you up Then we hit the floor all the kiddies stop skating To see grown folks do what grown folks do when they grown and they dating We gon' get it poppin' we gon' get it jukin' We gon' throw a party and we ain't gotta do shit You came with your best friend came up for the weekend Rollin' with the parties so tell me what you thinkin' So we gon' have a juke jam we gon' have a juke jam We can have a party just listening to music Like we used to do I'll get close to you I remember you you used to I remember you 'cause Who smokin' in my car it's that nigga Chano I just got back with 'Bino I got a bitch but she know Her friends done did the Dino that's that Chicago lingo Flamin' hots with cheese and a Kiwi Mistic My dick won't even call her 'cause she left all that lipstick Niggas be on dirt that's why I stay on petty I know that bangers jam that's why my hands stay ready Flip the candy yum that's the fucking bombest Lean all on the square that's a fuckin' rhombus I don't even talk to them on the phone again Who's sneaking in the club that's that young sir rapper Smoke all out the window cops could eat a dick If you ain't the hitter you just might be the lick Flame on flame on I'm your bitch's ringtone She like when I rap raps but better when I sing songs No Drake but I get my Trey on killin' in the hood like Trayvon Shoppin' like I got a coupon savin' like I got a cape on Cookin' crack in my apron dressed like a nigga had 8 proms Tell shorty I may change and I made it and I napalm Trippy shit to watch drugs while on the clock Acid on the face that's a work of art Throw it back like you tryna hurt somethin' I'm so def I ain't ever heard nothin' My name Herb take herb smoke herb How 'bout you No dap but I'll take a pound or two No doubt like Gwen Stefani's group Look let me put my mouth where you potty boo Them niggas pissed need potty training They movement shit that's a potty train She ain't left yet but she probably came We kicked it then I score soccer game She was a phony goalie I got great aim though don't insult me I'll give it to ya straight this is what she told me My name Soulo 'cause I'm the one and only She only got you as a nigga on the side That's a nigga on the side of a side bitch homie Then we got out a Dodge like them Dukes of Hazzard Music and tabs of Lucy take your chance with this rapper Hey this ain't no intro this the entree Hit that intro with Kanye and sound like Andre Tryna turn my baby mama to my fiancee She like music she from Houston like Auntie Yonce Man my daughter couldn't have a better mother If she ever find another he better love her Man I swear my life is perfect I could merch it If I die I'll prolly cry at my own service igh-igh It was a dream you could not mess with the Beam This is like this many rings Y'all know wha' mean This for the kids of the king of all kings This is the holiest thing This is the beat that played under the Word This is the sheep that ain't like what it heard I get my word from the sermon I do not talk to the serpent That's the holistic discernment Daddy said I'm so determined Told me these goofies can't hurt me I just might make me some earl tea I was baptized like real early I might give satan a swirlie Wish I could tell you it's ready Tell you it's ready today They don't give nothin' away You gotta fight for your way And that don't take nothin' away 'Cause at the end of the day Music is all we got Come on big fella you drunk big fella Two sips and now you wanna trip big fella You not a drinker I can see it all in your leg big fella You wobbly big fella you finna fall Sit down you drunk big fella All night I been drinking all night I been drinking all night I been drinking All night I been drinking all night I been drinking all night I been drinking hey All night I been drinking all night I been drinking all night I been drinking Everybody outside everybody outside When I pull up outside all night no Everybody high five everybody wanna smile Everybody wanna lie that's nice no Oh now you wanna chill oh now you wanna build Oh now you got the bill that's cool though Oh now you got the gas oh now you wanna laugh Oh now you need a cab that's true though All you do is talk I ain't got shit to say Can't no one get in my car I don't even valet Long discussions oh you my cousin No you wasn't you just wanna ride You just wanna talk about politics Chicago shit and rocket ships Shut up Start dancing ho All night I been drinking all night You just went and spilt fries in the seat It's fried on the seat come ride on the seat ay Last girl she'll lie on the seat she'll fart on the seat Now she jog in the streets say I don't trust no one faking like a fan asking for a pic You should use your phone call a Uber You a goofy if you think I don't know you need a Lyft Is you is or is you ain't got gas money So back up back up I need space Now I need you to slow down it's not a race Now I can't really hear what you gotta say now Shut up Start dancing ho All night I been drinking all night Ladies loving my music is like some sex shit Niggas trying to grip up my mic like it's a dick Run around the corner to pick up the new shit Toss this in the deck so niggas can catch rep What's good is good And what's good is evil And what's good gangstas And what's good people And why's God's phone die every time that I call on Him If his son had a Twitter wonder if I would follow Him Swallow them synonyms like cinnamon Cinnabon Keep all them sentiments down to a minimum Studious Gluteus Maxim models is sending him Pics of they genitalia tallied up ten of 'em I slurped too many pain-kills down I'm off a lot I got a lot off days but it ain't often that I'm off the clock Ya kna wha mean I got the Chicago Blues We invented rock before the Stones got through We just aiming back 'cause the cops shot you Ain't no knuckling up 'em young 'cause it just not cool Nice to see you Father New Year Middle finger Uncle Samuel Shooting death with weighted dice And hitting stains on birthday candles 'Cause they help me beat my demon's ass Everybody's somebody's everything I used to tell hoes I was dark light or off white But I'd fight if a nigga said that I talk white And both my parents was black But they saw it fit that I talk right With my drawers hid but My hard head stayed in the clouds like a lost kite But gravity had me up in a submission hold Like I'm dancing with the Devil with two left feet and I'm pigeon toed In two small point ballet shoes with a missing sole And two missing toes But it's love like Cupid kissing a mistletoe Nice to see you Father New Year Middle finger Uncle Samuel Shooting death with weighted dice And hitting stains on birthday candles Like Cassius ducking the draft and now the fight is over The type to love from a distance not the type that told her Spent three days on the rap trash it and type it over With babies on the block under arms like fighting odors Coppers and quotas Hold ya head like 2Pac had taught Obviously they are on a come up With better chances tobogganing in the fucking summer Concoctions for the bad days and a condom for the good ones All odds against us we tryna get lucky Doper than Lucky You're ending happy that's only a tugging Like Satan masturbating shit come hot But y'all still love me ugh How father time a deadbeat Maybe I'm adopted That'll explain why all of my shit been so timeless IGH Even better than I was the last time baby Even better than I was the last time Rap just make me anxious and acid made me crazy Them squares just made me looser and that wax just made me lazy And I still make this song and I'ma make another If you ever actually hit me better watch out for my brother Better bet I'd take that deal gotta watch out for my mother Get a watch with all that glitters come in clutters different colors Did a ton of drugs and did better than all my Alma mater Motherfucker money dance hundreds zan gallon lean Make a joke 'bout Leno's hair then piggy back on Fallon's spleen Balancing on sporadicity and fucking pure joy Nightly searches for a bed and I just came off tour with Troy But I can't complain I got some motherfucking bitches How many lab partners have I fucked since I got suspended Mr. Bennett you done did it you did it you did it You did a good ass job you did a good ass job Flip a bird pigeon plane it's a word it's a shame But God I'm good swear I couldn't be better Kicking dirt on the shirts of the lames Keep my work out in Texas that's just me flexing my lungs See them showing they teeth that's just them flapping they gums If they bite and I'm snapping clap clap collapsing they lungs Call me Chancelor The Rapper Magical word please say 'Kadabra Replay the replays Green Bay the Packers Cremate your teammates and freebase the ashes Matches to gas leaks dusted dusk 'til dawn It's just us and trust ya bottom bitch my stuff the fucking bomb I'm the motherfucking fucker fuck a niggas fucking dumb This your favorite fucking album I ain't even fucking done Socks on concrete Jolly Rancher kids I was talkin' back and now I gotta stay at grandma's crib Bunch of tank-top nappy headed bike-stealin' Chatham boys None of my niggas ain't had no dad None of my niggas ain't have no choice JJ Mikey Lil Derek and them Seventy-nineth street was America then Ice cream truck and the beauty supply Blockbuster movies and Harold's again We were still catchin' lightnin' bugs When the plague hit the backyard Had to come in at dark 'cause the big shortys act hard Okay now day camp at Grand Crossing First day nigga's shootin' Summer school get to losin' students But the CPD getting new recruitment Our summer don't get no shine no more Our summer die our summertime don't got no time no more Oh I used to kill 'em with the long hair Mama hair salon doin' perms out the armchair Dad was workin' late he treat the crib like it's a timeshare I would mow some lawns Fold my ones like a lawn chair Now I'm the same way overtime all the time every night hey Ready my blessin' now I'm ready how I wait Never let a friendship get in my way Never let a blog get in my way Make the whole song do whatever I say Some of my homegirls got lost in the paperwork They was good friends but I faked the flirt 'Cause if it ain't work can't make it work It's been a minute since I called on a friend Fucked up and fucked all my friends 'Cause you're my friend All my friends You're my friend May the Lord give your journey mercy May you be successful grant you favor And bring you back safely I love you When I was so young before I could remember I would always treat my gang like family members Even when I changed a nigga never changed up I always bring my friends my friends my friends my friends up When I was so young before I could remember I would always treat my gang like family members Even when I changed a nigga never changed up I always bring my friends my friends my friends my friends up If this is my last shit my last shit Uhh it definitely be mad important Ey man that sound like a Prince song Somebody pray for the god oh lord I wonder what Michael's on Son jammin' to his shit Rappin' trappin' trippin' 'cid And sniffing glue and chewing Vicodin Shoulda died yelling YOLO was a lie And you a liar wonder why you wanna die so young You and I look just alike And I'm afraid that this one right here Might be last time that I write a song Lot of niggas wanna go out with a bang But I ain't tryna go out at all So I ain't tryna go out at all Got a lot of ideas still to throw out the door Last Chance joint gotta be a dance joint From an introspective drugged out standpoint Throw bands joint wanna hold hands joint Old school for my own old man joint This part right here right now Right here this part my shit I play this so loud in the car I forget to park my whip I lean back then spark my shit I turn up I talk my shit Hope you love all of my shit I hope you love all of my shit Why toss my filter when she saving my life The same shit that kills us always feels so right That's why I pray to the dealer God know who he be Truth be told he juiced me Introduced me to the lucy leaf I seen the light I lost my lighter Bic flick kick the habit and the bucket fuck your supplier Lies Levis on fire Flyer on the wall I'm brighter In the darkness of the night This part right here right now Right here this part my shit I play this so loud in the car I forget to park my whip I lean back then spark my shit I turn up I talk my shit Hope you love all of my shit I hope you love all of my shit I'm still a chain smoking Name dropping Good looking Muh' fucking Motha shut your mouth Brain broken Frank Ocean listening Stain hitting satin woodgrain gripping Paint dripping Motha shut your mouth I speak of promised lands Soil as soft as momma's hands Running water standing still Endless fields of daffodils and chamomile Rice under black beans Walked into Apple with cracked screens And told prophetic stories of freedom Found warmth in a Black queen for when I get cold Like Nat King I'm doing the dad thing I speak of wondrous unfamiliar lessons from childhood Make you remember how to smile good I'm pre-currency post-language anti-label Pro-famous I'm Broadway Joe Namath Kanye's best prodigy He ain't signed me but he proud of me I got some ideas that you gotta see Make a vid with shawty and they ship it like the Odyssey They never seen a rapper practice modesty I never practice I only perform I don't even warn I don't eat it warm I won't be reborn I speak to God in public I speak to God in public He keep my rhymes in couplets He think the new shit jam I think we mutual fans I used to dance to Michael I used to dance in high school I used to pass out music I still pass out music The people's champ must be everything the people can't be I'm getting artsy-fartsy house full of some Hebru Brantleys You must've missed the come up I must be all I can be Call me Mister Mufasa I had to master stampedes I made it through made it through made it through And everything I gave to you I gave to you I gave to you You got it you got it you got it it's coming So are you ready And we back and we back and we back They ain't teaching taxes in school It don't even matter I was acting a fool But who would think the raps would turn into racks Scars on my head I'm the boy who lived The boy love playing when the boy too sick Reclining on a prayer I'm declining to help I've been lying to my body can't rely on myself oh no Last year got addicted to Xans Started forgetting my name and started missing my chance L.A. for four months end up leaving right back I'm in love with my city bitch I sleep in my hat I felt hogtied ever since my dog died He lived to eighty-four damn that's a long ride I know he up there he just sit and he wait I'll be racing up the stairs I'mma get to the gate singing Hey Gimme the water gimme the water I need the kind from Space Jam Get this money get this budget to day camp Me and my girl plan to stay to the end Hope there never come a day where we be better as friends We in a marathon we could build a marriage on Arguments as parents digging deeper than a baritone I've been getting blocked just trying to make songs with friends Labels told me to my face that they own my friends I got the power I could poke Lucifer with crucifix I cannot scrap the stupid shit I stand up like I'm Ludacris I know some folks that talk so much you'd think they drive an Uber whip Lord rain down on me so I can move on water Like children at the altar like God inside my house You made a church out of feathers so when she fly to the Father She know the choir gon' follow and all the offering paid She gave my name away to your holy house She like my blessings in disguise she likes her Jesus mountain high So He can watch her lonely child I know my God I know my God seen His breaks and His edges Are jagged for giving that pain to His city in gold Like everything is everything Like all them days He prayed with me Like emptiness was tamed in me And all that was left was His love God is better than the world's best thing God is better than the best thing that the world has to offer Magnify lift it on high Spit a Spotify to qualify a spot on His side I cannot modify or ratify my momma made me apple pies Lullabies and alibis the book don't end with Malachi Devil will win employee of the month by the dozen 'Til one score and three years from the third when he doesn't My village raised 'em a child come through the crib and it's bustin' You meet anyone from my city they gon' say that we cousins Shabach barak edify Electrify the enemy like Hedwig till he petrifies I don't believe in science I believe in signs Don't believe in signing I seen dollar signs color white collar crime Good God the gift of freedom Hosanna Santa invoked And woke up slaves from Southampton to Chatham Manor My dream girl's behind me feel like I'm James Early The type of worship make Jesus come back a day early With the faith of a pumpkin-seed-sized mustard seed Hear for I will speak noble things as entrusted me Only righteous I might just shrug at the skullduggery I couldn't stand to see another rapper lose custody Exalt glorify descend upon the earth with swords And fortify the borders where your shortage lie I used to hide from God ducked down in the slums like Snake I was lost in the jungle like Simba after the death of Mufasa No hog no meerkat Hakuna matata by day But I spent my night time fighting tears back I prayed and prayed and left messages But never got no hear back or so it seemed A mustard seed was all I needed to sow a dream I build the ark to gently Row my boat down Noah's stream Sometimes the path I took to reach My petty goals was so extreme I was so far down in the mud Couldn't even let my light shine But you was always there When I needed to phone a friend or use a life line From a lofty height we wage war On the poltergeist with the exalted Christ Spark the dark with the pulse of light Strike a corpse with a pulse of life I spit on the Tidal it's tidal waves I spit on the Apple and kill a worm A fire in Califronia will swallow a valley For every African village burned Jay Elect would've never made it Oh son of man Who was the angel in Revelations With a foot on water and a foot on land Who was the angel that rode a Harley From the project to the house of Parliament And opened the book in the Devil's chamber And put the true name of the Lord in it Old Jerusalem New Jerusalem Comes like this beast with a ball of fire They poisoned the scriptures And gave us the pictures of false messiahs it was all a lie Mystery babylon tumbling down Satan's establishment crumbling down This is the year that I come for the crown Bury my enemies under the ground We just been smoking a bowl What the fuck is going on When did we buy a bowl We just been smoking a bowl We don't got no time to roll I'm always out on the road She don't got time for a whole Little bit of time that we have We used to purchase a half It don't be no time to smoke I'm always throwing on clothes She always throwing a fit We don't got no time for no sex I just put milk in the bowl She don't be cooking at all She just put weed in the bowl She don't have time for herself She putting points on the board yes You know she carry her own You know she carry a child She wake up at crack of dawn She don't be cracking a smile So when she packing the bowl I grab her I tell her Truth being told we used to movies and bowl We used to Netflix and roll I used to pass her the smoke She used to laugh at my jokes You pat my back when I choke Wish we were stuck in our ways We way too young to get old We stuck together like oowops We smoke to Fetty sing ZooWap Traphouse 3 Guwop I should have knew when I grew up It would be no time at all We went from White Owls to Raws We went from joints to a bowl She need a second to breathe We need an actual smoke sesh I don't have time to finesse I put some ice on your neck But I ain't holding you back I spend my time on the road Super ain't saving no hoes I don't have time to patrol Let me break these bales right down for a second When it touch down ooh I got to lay back the roof I got her breakin' the new rules She can't be taking no calls When she involved with a boss Please don't get lost in the sauce She been like this from the door Told me her mom was a whore I gave her percs for myself I give her a perc for esteem I'm tryna crown me a queen You hear the chains when they cling I take the molly its clean I push the whip with the wings I gotta be overseas I gotta be on the pedal I push it down to the floor I got designer galore I keep some Goyard and gars I smoke out all of my cars You smell the weed in the air You smell the smoke in the seats You went and had our child You didn't abandon the D You got me twisted at least Introducin' Chance the Ruthless trip 'shrooms and lucy Dreams is lucid loosely based on music swallow my mucus Hope your pussy get herpes and yo' ass get lupus Shoes might boot cha and a suit might suit cha They be on bullshit but they really don't do shit They use of allusion could confuse Confucius Nasty ashy cigarette ashing 'til my voice get raspy Last week suspended last night kissed Va$htie Parleyed with Ashley always in the hallway So I never been classy Acid melts through plastic I spit fired Pad my palette talkin' paper if this was work I'd get higher Pardon my mishaps burp and get murdered Fart and get bitch-slapped like bourbon mixed with Jack Lickety-split look it He slipped on a shell From peelin' banana splits back give me my Kit-Kat Don't break me off shit batch fack is you mean bitch Zan with that lean bitch zan with that lean bitch Zen with that chakra I eat it like Idi Amin Ya kna wha' mean hit me back when that mean shit With my hair slicked back I look like Rick Pitino Three Japanese dykes in my El Camino Lettin' trees blow oh I rep the East Coast I got a team of hoes like Pat Summitt I look like Arnold Schwarzenegger in a black hummer I splash summer like a fast brother with a number on his back Ain't no fumblin' in fact I'm back acid in my hat Shoot then pass the gat It's at the bottom of the river in a plastic bag My new shorty got a gymnastic back She had the cleft palate I ordered chef's salad She had the club foot with that little arm I couldn't help but laugh she ordered Chicken Parm I had the full Bulls warm-up with the Pippens on Suck my motherfucking dick It's the young Randy Velarde Queens baby blow me Chance the motherfuckin' Rapper Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how the lips taste All I can hear is the third ayy We don't know none of your words ayy I love my women real tall ayy Type that can really play ball ayy You buy my hat at the park ayy Think I might really play ball ayy I got a link in my bio My bitch do the salsa like pico de gallo They gotta ask if they may Cinco de Mayo How can they call themselves bosses When they got so many bosses You gotta see what your boss say I get it straight out the faucet I ain't felt like this since the third Drought third Carter drop Told my momma third grade I'd be in the third Barbershop And yeah my momma got real worried when she heard college drop But now I call the shots I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still cares about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Bad little mama she gettin' it Obama She sting like a bumble bee hot as the sauna She shine like a Rollie got that from her momma Can't see me can't be me I'm ridin' like a panda That booty gon' roll and it's outta control And these bitches gon' fuck off respect and that loyalty All my bitches lovin' me and they spoil me Rub me down with that lotion babe oil me Drinking Actavis baby I'm showin' me In that choppa I see your perimeter Change the culture 'cause my ring is a solar Wait one minute I told you Yeah I would like to know you Yeah you lucky like clovers Yeah the clothes no good Mama I do it The racks I pursue it Just look at me baby I came from the sewers They love all the slime ball Like they fuck all these cats on your slime dog I got me some rings like I'm Bruce Bowen I'm ballin' on you like I'm Chris Paul I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Am I the only one who really care about cover art Growing up I ain't have my brother 'Cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start I ain't know what that mean I bumped heads with my dean Dropped out and hit the scene Now I'm stunting like bling Time and time again they told me no They told me I wouldn't go 'Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes Well maybe that shit was my interest Now I spend more than they make at my dentist After one night the folks thought I was finished I pinned my name to the game like a seamstress Oh bitch I bite like a gator Fuck them reviews that they put in the paper Did what I wanted didn't care about a hater Delivered my tape to the world as a caterer Oh they fuck with me 'cause I'm different New sound new appearance Bitch it's Boat from the 6 Give a fuck about a bitch Walk out my hand on my dick I'm the shit 'Member sittin' in class the first time listening to Dilla Everything's good Rubbin' on yo chin sippin gin Margiela brand chinchilla Everything's good My manager backpack packed with packs of cigarillos And some fruit snacks and some killers Phone numbers on speed dial call them save monkey guerillas Everything's good I ain't really that good at goodbyes I ain't really that bad at leaving I ain't really always been a good guy I used to be thirsty thievin' Runnin through purses even persons leave 'em hurtin' bleedin I ain't really help the helpless I used to be worse than worthless Now I'm worth hooks and verses I'm good like books in churches Harolds and Hooks and Churches Everything's Good See my name when you Google search it Use a card when I make a purchase Everything's Good But I knew I was fly when I was just a caterpillar That I'd make it even if I never make a milla When I meet my maker he gon' make sure that we chillin' And everything's good I ain't really that good at goodnight I ain't really that bad at sleepin' With bad bitches put them aside I used to be thirsty creeping Now I'm out working evenings birthdays even Tuesdays Wednesdays Thursdays weekends rehearsing verses murdering merch and events Damn it feel good to be a gangsta And it feel good for me to thank you Put money back in your bank account Off of songs I barely could think up 'Cause a lot of songs niggas gon' make up Make sense but they never gon' make a sound And I'm better than I was the last time crescendo Thanks Justin lending them pencils Mr. Menzies Mensa Chris Minto The time I beat Chris on Nintendo Remember jacket shoppin' after listening to Thriller Remember the first time you heard this through Everything's good Here's a tab of acid for your ear You're the plastic I'm the passion and the magic in the air The flabbergasted avalanche of ambulances near The labyrinth of Pan's Lab is adamantly here No assignments book of rhyming and I'm drawing doodles I should rhyme with Ramen Noodles Ramadan I'm the don of the diamond jewels Fond of finding a way to kindly tell these toddlers toodles I'm a kamikaze and I'm a kinda cuckoo I could write a fucking book non kamasutral You niggas goofies it's a conflict that is kinda crucial Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling I'm a neutral But I'ma let the bull pass like matadors Versus a Minotaur verse is a metaphor Metamorphoses and I'ma fuckin animorph Remember I used to bang with the bad ones 'Til my grandmama told on her grandson Mama said that I was way too handsome To be throwing the hand's son breaking walls like Samson But I'ma throw a tantrum 'til I'm on every Samsung Sanyo and handheld and handgun Please put ya lighter's up 'til life is up and light it up And slice a cut the night is young it's nice enough The nicest blunt the nicest stuff My niggas out here trapping a lot I know you think you on hiding Reggie sacks in your socks I hang with niggas whole jab in the jock Only the goofies though choking on a doobie though My eyes do be low two be rolled remember days of the Rufio Remember the Days of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man Brrang dang to Lil' B and bang a-rang to Peter Pan I burned too many brain cells down To be worried bout my brain cells Light a joint or spliff it if you classy Split a swisha witcha nigga if you ask me Ain't no questions hit it vividly and pass me Don't answer about your problems Or your issues or your Ashleys It's a quarter to imminent ten minutes to infinite Cinnamon tone women and feminine's getting intimate All broads is frivolous homies could get they dividends Is he illiterate literal syndicate Illegitimate idiot gangbanger affiliate Sick twisted prick sick sadistic Son of a biscuit man fuck this shit IGH I burned too many brain cells down What's better than tripping is falling in love What's better than Letterman Leno Fallon and all the above What's better than popping bottles trying to ball in the club Is the first caveman pops with his son ball and a club What's better than paper is ballin' it up What's better than followers is actually fallin' in love What's better than frolicking follies fallin' in mud Rolling in green pastures wanderin' followin' love What's better than eating is feeding your fam What's better than meetings is missing meetings to meet with your fam What's better than leaning and needing a Xan Is hitting your zan dreaming a dream could mean leaving the land What's better than yelling is hollerin' love What's better than rhymes nickels dimes and dollars and dubs Is dialing up your darling just for callin' her up It ain't nothing better than fallin' in love That's love that's love that's love that's love Charlie Bartlett John Bender Class Switcher Time Bender Chance Bennett a peculiar name Graduation night teachers Ferris Bueller'd my name You made a mixtape Good job I hope you get a good job We was all outcasts only listened to Good Mob I performed at fun fair fun fact I'm never going back to school been there done that They see my little ten Day tape and my dumb raps Don't call it impossible if you really want that They send my ass to summer school don't call it a comeback I just came to beat a bully's ass and get my lunch back Chano y tequila you know you know you don't want that I rap my songs in Spanglish I wrap my weed in blunt wraps Wrapped up in this one line I hope that shit get unwrapped As if niggas was getting signed off of a line off one rap Yo Vic remember when they called us some freshmen niggas rapping Now I ain't gonna be a freshman and I'm rapping I should've learned a lesson from all of this shit happening I just look over to Justin for refreshments of the Captain It's sipping when it's weak sauce it's shots if it's cracking Sip it when we tear up and chug it if we laughing Fuck it if we're fucked up I never thought of Chatham Until the day they said I would have to chat without em And I'm just in the studio hoping that it sounds right Here's a brighter bulb for your limelight And this is your night homie shine bright This for everybody's fucking prom night Uh yo this prom shit feel like the Grammy's yo These pictures Granny took gonna make me ask where'd Granny go So pass the Sanyo to Auntie Jo And snap a couple candid's of the family get some cameos You can change the clocks but you can't change hours I'm waiting on the day Spring can't bring flowers Let me ask for minutes from dad for those campaign hours And pour these thirsty hoes a couple champagne showers And hop up in that limo the hood going dummy The hood fucking love me the hood think we lovely So go and pop some bubbly this right here's to loyalty This to a moment's glimpse at royalty This is for my momma Jan who spoiled me Look what we've accomplished Time flies watches look like magnets on a compass Before we dip Gladys said a prayer over the limo Bumping ten Day with the Angels with Jesus shopping my demo And rode up out of Chatham the whole hood clapping And damn it would be crazy if any of this shit had happened But it didn't I missed prom I missed it to spin I did a show at akin and I would do it again Look at look at your business tux all night airplane Go and get your racist on all white everything I'm on my paper now put that on my heading I ain't even write this down I don't write errthing I know y'all don't like everything She want a night she can call her wedding Giving Eskimo kisses with some Eskimo bitches Nose diving going all night sledding 'Cause honestly I've always loved the way that you could throw up Rest up on my shoulder float up flying lotus You deserve a warm towel you deserve a soda You deserve a quiet room you deserve a sofa You deserve a Ferrari and a matching tiara And a hand to wipe away all that running mascara But I want to thank you for this prom night Thank you for this prom night I really enjoyed my prom night To be with you tonight Turn the radio up and we can have a good time Got me feeling like J.J. on Good Times Back when Thelma had that ass off the fam good My sister said she likes my raps 'cause it sounds good Told me not to cut corners use to cut quarters Sitting in the room on the phone cooking up orders Till my pops popped me off that was family matters Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping Sammy Adams Now I'm rollin' iPhone Stolen Mama whip with 5 of my guys 4 holdin' Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden Got big shoes to fill like try go bowling Til we strike out we just hoping we don't strike out 4th quarter how you gon go and take Mike out Summertime Chi I had to pull the bike out Riding getting nice 'cause it's nice out Let's land in the land where the Famo stay Grind all day til the fam okay It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray For the fam of my friends when my mans go away Don't wake up don't wake up don't wake up too fast Don't make up your mind you should flake on that class Sing all you want just don't Drake on they ass Shore you got drive don't turn fake on they ass Good morning good raps good morrow good luck Tonight you could blow tomorrow you suck Bizarro my carro I borrowed from Chuck No money for the meter when I'm parkin' em Gassed than a bitch no car with him Market him tell him that he's buzzing like a game of operation with Parkinsons Young kid rappers kidnappers Young whipper snapper that will whip past ya Will get at you come get at you Wanna break ya off Come Kit-Kat you Now the team work make the dream work Go ahead and send an application if you need work If it need hurt then I'mma bring hurt How you finna see the clouds if you never seen dirt Now you finna play it loud listen how it's goin down Didn't know the name before bet you niggas know it now Got some titties at the cribby and the Savemoney with me and we going in Going all out for them hoes again Now I'm fin to bring the fucking flow and bend it back And show it's more to this than rap Love my parents for supporting 'cause they know I'm finna crack Know my niggas got my back got some niggas selling packs But I'm tryin' to get em cheese so I can get em out the trap Now my figures getting fat a lot of hoes be tryin' to jack But I got her on my lap All she do is make it clap I believe that if I fly prolly end up somewhere in paradise I believe that if I fly I'll prolly end up somewhere in paradise Chancelor the rapper Chatham the hood Santa to children had to bag up the goods They say I'm savin' my city say I'm stayin' for good Told your ass since day one I don't like labels or titles I'm a rascally rabbit I know that tricks is for addicts That need fixes for habits in love with carrots and cabbage I'm a savage established bad bitch magnet I'm magic Your majesty I'm majestic I think my message is massive Think you passive aggressive I think you passed up your prime Think you passed up your chance to be Chance Now pass it to A-Rappers I should have rhymed it with rhyme Ain't we been here before Ain't my principal told me that I can't rap at that show Then I rapped at that show simple as that Got a complex from Complex off of the simplest raps And it goes like this Fannin' the fire hands is up higher Cannot believe it damn I'm a rider Ridin' on twenties twenty years prior I couldn't buy a Forget it you get it God is so awesome devil's a liar Take 'em to church but I need a choir Blow out your speakers roll some more loud That's the sound of the reefer I think my parents is proud Thank my fans in the bleachers Think my teachers need features I think I'm walkin' with Jesus I knew my feet wouldn't drown I been close to the edge I been trippin' and stuff Somebody slipped me a mickey But I ain't giving a fuck Really a milli How 'bout six billion more Or I'm outie like how'd he cut that umbilical cord As I smoke herb in this Uber suburban dressed in an Urban Outfitters Shirt and burgundy pair of Jordans I asked the acid if words were worth worryin' over Her explanation seemed agitated She said let me answer your question With some questions questionin' yours Like why the devil can't get you And why these labels can't catch you And why'd he make you so special why did he bless you Think about it I woke up this mornin' Gotta smile when I say that shit I woke up this mornin' Fannin' the fire hands is up higher Cannot believe it damn I'm a rider Ridin' on twenties twenty years prior I couldn't buy a Forget it you get it God is so awesome devil's a liar Take 'em to church but I need a choir I believe I believe there's somewhere out there for us all there's a paradise I believe that if I die I'll see my homies somewhere in paradise Fannin' the fire hands is up higher Cannot believe it damn I'm a rider Ridin' on twenties twenty years prior I couldn't buy a Forget it you get it God is so awesome devil's a liar Take 'em to church but I need a choir I still got orange and white cassette tapes Tents where my neighbor came to spectate Niggas that's tough now used to get little in the dark It's all cool now we're all little kids at heart Accident prone Chance y'all remember 'bout The time I cracked my head open at Auntie Linda's House From diapers to outfits to castles to Elmos From Santas to Grandmas to Gameboys and cellphones Rocked your world fourth grade talent show Jada and Justin's birthday magic show Games of tips taking niggas to school Two quarters and I'll bust your ass at pool on bull Round here we lose best friends like every week I like to think we playin a long game of hide and go seek And one day maybe I'ma find Terrance and I could lead them Kids of the Kingdom singing about freedom Heads down eyes shut time to play Seven Up Heads bowed hands clutched bottles gone Heavens up Smiles come through though my eyes might cry When they reminisce over you my God Let's take it back like Indian givers To Indian burns and Jiminy Crickets To the smell of Pillsbury on biscuit mornings To puffy wintercoats and Christmas mornings I used to chill with the kids next door And SpongeBob came around 'bout four And then I'd hang with Bart's guys Around the bend was Smart Guy Flipping through the picture books Checking through my archives Remember the old days the ones you'll never get back At the end of parties passing around gift bags Now we blow entire O's at one kick back Misfits and mismatch that get off like wrist slaps uhh Heads down eyes shut time to play Seven Up Heads bowed hands clutched bottles gone Heavens up Smiles come through though my eyes might cry When they reminisce over you my God Remember Jeepers and Odyssey Fun World Young pimpin' like you oughta see one girl Mama Jann mama Charlie and my mama Lisa Booster seat used to boost my kitty Connie's Pizza And every year we made a Christmas list And Auntie Linda cooked a Christmas dish And all of our grandparents made a Christmas wish Heads down eyes shut time to play Seven Up Heads bowed hands clutched bottles gone Heavens up Smiles come through though my eyes might cry When they reminisce over you my God I said 'Hey Ma' don't go stretching your wallet These niggas gotta pay me for taking a year from college Go on get ya nails polished stylist for your eyelids And a pilot for your mileage for them frequent flights to your island Ms. Brown and Ms. Pollock little boy done grown up Little voice done blown up middle-class that bonus Hey Ma Hey Mama Jan God just gave me another chance Rod just gave me another line probably gave me another fan Since Kanye was a three-old Down the street from D. Rose was practicing his free-throws Shout out to that Gulf Shrimp shout out to King Gyro Shout out that Ms. Moody auntie Toni them my heroes We gon' get this paper You gon' see us laid up Monica and Ava thanks for all the favors Got my money saved up We gon' get this paper You gon' see us laid up Monica and Ava thanks for all the favors Got my money saved up Hey Ma hey Ma I know I never did behave a lot Never got good grades a lot And turned your hairs to grays a lot And go in stores and take a lot And never shopped but saved a lot So you ain't gotta shop at Save A Lot And you ain't gotta worry about Chase a lot They playing with your checks your shit 'Cause they gonna take your pay or not Que Sera gotta dance fuck them niggas you smarter than We just gonna beg your pardon them Save Money my patna dem I'm part of them It's part of me This Save Mula Bo squad I'm riding around my side of town Hot boxing no cops around I had the tux I had the gown Just had a show just had to bounce So she just gonna throw her steps on And haters gonna throw that epsom And we just gonna throw a party And I'm gonna just throw my teflon 'Cause family be that blood though And I ain't even flexin But twin bro be that Victor And Big 'Cause be that Chef Sean We gon' get this paper You gon' see us laid up Monica and Ava thanks for all the favors Got my money saved up We gon' get this paper You gon' see us laid up Monica and Ava thanks for all the favors Got my money saved up I got suspended you got suspended Fans all in the stands they hands for Mr. Bennett That racket over the net give me my tennis Shoes give me a minute I can't be tardy My class is already started they told my mom I'm retarded But that ten Day done in one night Honda from a Hyundai No tassel in the spring but after summer I'm alumni They took my nigga one night and I was standing right there An inch away from Heaven a million songs from right here A step away from South by a swing away from Cali A hook away from verses I'm a dad away from rapping So at the school they arrested him Back seat squad car nestled in Shouts to the bitch nigga Heselton Wit' his Big Show body ass wrestlin' So far so good so special and No stars good jobs or excellents And I'm still so fucking non-echelon you got suspended you not gon' finish you look familiar you look like Kenneth Damn they gon' resent it you representin' I hate my bed I hate my home I hate my job I hate the wife I hate the kids I hate the dog I hate the sun I hate the rain I hate the clouds I hate the TV hate the dinner hate the couch I hate the car I hate the bus I hate the road I hate the bar I hate to drink I hate to smoke I hate a stranger hate his boss I hate his friend I hate the womb I needed room I ate my twin I hate my hands handshakes pancakes milkshakes Child-resistant locks on the pill case I hate inflation hate the store I hate to choose I hate the war I hate the poor I hate the news I hate the late I can't be early hate to wait I hate my lovers 'cause the way they suffocate I fuck to hurt it hurt to date I hate to date I fuck to hate I hate to love I hate to hate I hate to lose I hate to try I hate to win I hate to cruise I hate to fly I hate to swim I hate the optimistic smirks on the face of children I hate the government and those who deface its buildings I hate artists hate creatives I hate bright people I hate darkness I hate racists I hate white people I hate small speakers I hate loud speakers I hate great concerts I don't like crowds neither I hate money I hate change I hate hope I hate funny I hate strange I hate dope I hate charities and parodies and tragedies I hate carrots peas asparagus Virtually all vegetables circuses all festivals Texts that are oversexual motion because it's perpetual I hate schedules calendars reminders 'cause they just remind us That tomorrow gon' be just as timeless No weapon formed against me shall prosper My sword look just like Michael's He lent it to me this a house of God I'm just leasing he rent it to me This sentence he penned it too That's a Gmail he sent it to me I can send you his contact hit him if you in combat Hit him if you in traffic even if there ain't no static That's my G he got me shinin' My hair he made it tangled My seed don't need no lining A halo fits on an angel And if the shoe fits I'll tie his and let the kiddie rap Finally give the city back and ask God for a piggy-back Up on his shoulders I notice I'm within earshot Thanks for makin' us in your image You got a good sense of hubris Sparring is training Chain snatching the slaves But a rap song is a match in a cave Dim lit wet wick wicked wrath in its way Drunk off of light lies laughing Claiming asylum while shying in shade I can't stay silent I go violent when my violets is gray And my roses is black Fuck the pharaohs and pharisees Moses is back I don't need to see a Sphinx to know they noses was black I don't know one temptation that had Otis' back Sparring is training this a jumping jack I'm the scariest jack in the pumpkin patch Float like my jumper wet sting like a bumblebee I swing like a lumber jack go back when I'm up at bat They tried to label me a non-rapper I'm an independent contractor Card cracker sparring is training without the training wheels You made it you made it you made it yeah you made a deal You played it straight hated graduated waited You still a waiter still Mice will always find out ways to steal Picture me fifth of Hennessy and the swisher sweet Fake identity 'til a plug named Trinity shook me Said one plus one make three and you finna see You ain't as grown as you finna be You got them young nigga tendencies I let the light in beside him I stand like angel Sparring is training for an apathetic halo Apologetic non religious consequential fable Like good is good the love in me is goodly or godly The Bible say mistakes is necessary So I Mississippi monologue to granny house My soloist is sold out to attentive God Cornbread on my table when I say my prayers On airs to stairs where shadiness is time to rest or manifest Sparring is training I know they think me bumblebee But bet I sting no die Sparring is training Jacob wrestled with God in the desert 'til he broke him And he blessed him and he rescued his heart I struggle with love I juggle my loves I cuddle and coddle ship wreckin' bottle I huddle in hugs Sparring is training bra Ramses watching raining frogs A tandem unicycle with two pilots in different maps You giving back Tit for tat Synagogue and bottle caps A body in the underpass says where's my Jesus Pledge allegiance to the money now We runnin down to kiddie parks where darker kids be casualty Like come with me to the museum Excuse them they know of what they do Sparring is training don't let Denzel Training Day you Sensei could catch a fade too We be onnat elegant hella melanin And now you know Noname ain't never for none Boom bap and you don't stop I told you that was gonna be fun though Fuck with me y'all I mean either way you stuck with me y'all I'm coming at these rap niggas first And for most that's unluckily y'all Better know it Just a mustard seed dog that I ever really needed Nigga's just tryna see Jesus Sipping water like it come with different cheeses All of your opinions facetious it's feces I got a thesis or slick dissertation Our entire species is young and impatient and passive All at the same damn time why Chi to kill them with kindness Hit them with the Visine try to cure the blindness Couple coffee beans for the sinus Folgers the best part of waking up Is the alignment of self with God and that isn't for a selfish heart My intention was to flood the scene I don't ever really hug the scene Y'all know I been submarine with this shit Little more Actavis how I lean with this shit Black as hell still the cream of this crop With dream no king just Ving Rhames with six shots It's the dawn of the dead and I feel so alive And the free been in here you can tell by my mind like You just a grown ass kid who the fuck do you think you is The sun is only half way risen you haven't come out your crib You just a grown ass boy get up out of here with all that noise You ain't ever gonna find no joy playin' yourself like a toy you just a You just a grown ass kid who the fuck do you think you is The sun is only half way up you steady talking that shit You just a grown ass boy get up out of here with all that noise You ain't ever gonna find no joy playin' yourself like a toy you just a Lazy male complaining about how in high school he could but his lazy Ay be clear this my daddy house you just the uncle from Jay-Z Boy get your biggrown ass on Old ass home broke ass drinking up all the milk But can't do no laundry 'cause romance is on the way Watch your tone folk talking to grown folk Yeah get that bass out your voice you were sounding like Tone Loc Now watch how I move different chapters Decisions missions visit pastors Everybody finally can say it out loud My favorite rapper a Christian rapper And he got fate in his faith in his soul And a tape and a cape and that drape from out west To the lake and it cover his face like a Bape And I hate when I wait but it never come late From tobacco back roads to bus seat back rows A Black boy black rose back rolls Men grow just as surely as mountains peak and plateaus plateau ya kna wha' mean You just a grown ass kid who the fuck do you think you is The sun is only half way risen you haven't come out your crib You just a grown ass boy get up out of here with all that noise You ain't ever gonna find no joy playin' yourself like a toy Kinda crazy how it fall up in your lap right Shit was determined in a past life If you ask nicely mad nice Even with mad lights you couldn't see the boy Up in class like I'm only half right they ain't believe the boy Wave when you pass them moments you should bask in Wonder if the Lord's on my side let me ask him or ask her I don't need a password don't ask about my past word Living until my last words wondering if this music got the slash in Don't forget the cash and mix in with the passion oh If I don't feel the love then I'mma pass end Shit is everlasting I'mma have a blast and uh I'mma have a good day I'mma stay zonin' I might get high as shit or I might stay sober Might roll a J and I might just pass it Might hit the Bay and I might trip acid They tried to treat us like some bummy little sneakers When you dream make sure that you dream big You could be cool and an Uber driver The next minute you in Aruba you scuba divin' I hope they sell you the truth and that you survivin' Don't do how they gon' scrutinize 'em And looking at the youth tryna euthanize 'em If it was up to you they would nuke the projects Get up off that bed big fella You a grown boy big fella You need your diaper change big fella You still catching a bus nigga and living at mom's crib big fella You been tryna get money You only got ten singles in your pocket big fella Get up now big fella find you a job Still playing Xbox you ain't even got an Xbox One Go find you a job today right now big fella The sun is almost gone big fella Get up now big fella Get up big fella What is you doing You been sleeping all day big fella You ain't even got no pillows or no cover or no sheets on your bed big fella It's time to find another hustle big fella That scamming ain't cutting it big fella Get up now Get up get up get up big fella Happy Holidays She could say in her voice in her way that she love me With her eyes with her smile with her belt with her hands with her money I am the thesis of her prayers Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers Only ones she love as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma You singing too but your grandma ain't my grandma Mine's is hand made pan fried sun dried Southside and beat the devil by a landslide Praying with her hands tied president of my fan club saying to her Something told me I should bring my butt to church You gotta move it slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday candy Come on in this house 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion it's gonna rain I come to church for the candy your peppermints is the truth I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you You look so good with that hat on had to match with the shoes Came and dressed in the satin I came and sat in your pew I come to Christmas for dinner fifty rolls on my plate Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place I like my love with a budget I like my hugs with a scent You smell like light gas water electricity rent You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired Singin his praises daily basis so I gotta try it You're my dreamcatcher dream team captain Matter fact I ain't seen you in a minute let me take my butt to church Mama you know Mama you know its gonna rain Father you know Promised you said it would rain finally I'm home You left on the light when I left on the flight but I made it alright I've been waiting all week I've been waiting all night Jason Van Dyke Had to say something on Saturday See you at Church on Sunday Open Mike coming on Monday I wonder what the internet gonna say Then the third tape slide down the chimney Via Kirsten Kinsley Lisa Kenny Taylor Wendy Austin win the Emmy Mama Jan too I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up Or change language and subject change up Her boy's a long way from red dogs and green rangers Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water But people don't hear ghosts so how they gon' play me Money saved me so I'ma do the same thing You droppin pounds gettin small on some sick shit Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift You better not miss this overdose dope and mixes Let ya throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it Dropping tapes 'til I losted count coughing out blood Dropping weight like I lost an ounce Throwing words and tossing nouns New-York traveling I'm Boston bound bossing 'round homies And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down Notes to spit to Harlem crowns Surfing through the Harlem crowds At the crib I'm falling down Yeah I'm steady crawling 'round I'm calling out to God Your little angels falling down Save me from my darkened cloud Reach your hands and arms around Well it's been a long time long time now Since I've seen you smile And I'll gamble away my fright And I'll gamble away my time And in a year a year or so This will slip into the sea Well it's been a long time long time now Since I've seen you smile This is six blunt rotation music This is just got off six month probation music This is steppin' on the beach When you're too drunk to feel a beat This that laughing in a condo Throwin' shit down in the street This that shouts to the Ave shouts to the lab Shouts to the clucks shouts to the strags This for every math class that I ever had So fuck you if I failed and fuck you if I passed For shitty summaries and bummers in the past 'Cause some of our teachers act as if summer was for class Some of us is seeing summer some of us have passed Some of us ain't seeing summer some of us have passed So I'm just glad to say I'm sippin' rum up out a glass 'Cause some of us is only sippin' some up off the grav And heaven's gates look a lot like prison from the Ave And I just want to roll with my windows down Another weekend full of blunts and brews Too comfortable yelling Fuck the school Ain't seen the world before noon in like a month or two Blunts to the face bottles to the dome Niggas never need no cup Livin' out dreams never givin' hopes up Ridin' with them Vill niggas never givin' no fucks In the game tryna get our feel tryna get a deal Tryna get a million Just ridin' around with my niggas and them Real white nigga man mean real appeal We go all out 'til we fall out Niggas get called out then hauled out With the windows down we like to smoke all out Drink 'til I fall out fuck is you tahm bout boy The Village is my brothers It's me Mikey Kembe trappin' Hella love for Chance The Rapper We know ten Day is a classic on God And I just want to roll with my windows down This is for sand in my shoes shout out to Oak Street For the free train rides shout out to Polk Street To the ice cream man you just on hella dirt How you don't see us can't hear us you Helen Keller But I'mma save my dollars for Mary Jane and embellish her Inhalin' her smellin' her maybe sellin' her You niggas got cold feet shouts to Luke Helliker But that's my homie my dude be droppin' hella verses Man we out this jam see how new guys do But its still save money like a coupon So you can catch me off of the Ave gettin' my stoop on And I just want to roll with my windows down You are very special You're special too Everyone is special This I know is true When I look at you It's just me and la cucaracha tonight Cold pizza with the hot Sriracha tonight Apple TV Comcast don't know what to watch-a tonight Shoulda had ya when I had ya now I wish I gotcha tonight If you ain't on shit if you tryna smoke You can hit my line I guess I'll file the cabinets fix the disha washa Feed the fishes twist a swisha while I mix the pasta Tube socks white briefs gold wrista watcha On the sofa posted perfect selfie picture posture This is not the castle this is just the casa tonight Ain't no Nala so my Simba ain't gon' be Mufasa tonight Only dust and shadows comin' from la cucaracha tonight But if you eva in the hood like Mr. Rogers hit my Stupid ass student true I got truants in Spanish Beats by Inglish rap Chanish Fluent can't fly got flew in I'm foolin' Adidas influence Nike I do's it Coolin' with Mikey low-key I rock Mags on my bike Tay like he chuck Hockey I puck Rockie I fresh Ooh he got two weeks ten with the foolie Doobie sawbuck school be too huff Caleb my nigga Fresco my nigga Said this ain't no game ain't shit here funny You got me fucked up fucking with my money Wavy so wavy trendin' I'm trendy Bending these pennies mommy done gave me Business so savvy savey no spendy Drifty so empty city so windy Master champ Chancelor TrapMan the Chance or Vance the bag handler Bagger Vance Pants is baggy Vans rancid band of bad bandits Abandoned bandanas banned from band practice Sentence so gavel wordplay so scrabble Chance to split atoms slit Adams apples Adamant Chano rat a tat vandals Had to have at em' as an example This ain't no game ain't shit here funny You got me fucked up fucking with my money Said this ain't no game ain't shit here funny You got me fucked up fucking with my money This ain't no game ain't shit here funny You got me fucked up fucking with my money Said this ain't no game ain't shit here funny You got me fucked up fucking with my money Handful of hundreds real big Bentley Hublot nigga get some business Whole lotta hoes nigga get your women heh Stuff 'er with the pole come and get your women nigga Big business talk shit Wendy Williams ooh Catch 'em at the club sipping fuck around they missing hold on hold on Big pimping iced out my crew now my mission complete Pimp C I ain't doing that I'ma fuck her on the sheets yeah And all my niggas loyal like Bun B hold on Fuck you thought till we die hold on hold on hol' on Fuck around and set the bitch off like Queen Latifah Hold on hold on yeah going all out 'bout my dog like Scooby And a nigga trap door swinging like busy bee Two tone wire bag double R park it on the streets yeah hold on Two tone wire bag big tires tear up the streets rwar Looking at your kid I might be the papi Sixty-five pointers in the Cuban sheesh Diamonds on the backside tearing up my skin sheesh Uh your old man tryna do it like me sheesh I got money on my card Put some money on they books that's a yard I declare war on the beast for my God sheesh Gross 3 mil' off the new hat If I could go back I'd make a two cap Love me in my city like Cusack Get a little beat and I'll loop that Get a little money I'll oop that Split it with my niggas in the group chat Left for a minute then I flew back Now I can't ride with the roof back Tell 'em I don't play around with other people's kids Got an office in the steakhouse Gotta bid for the ribs Got a meeting at the Ritz Gave a crib to my rib 'Cause she leaving where I live but I see her in a min Got a Michael prayer card for the good luck ay Bra push up when I pull up ay Got a little money from the tour yeah Spend it all on baby pull ups ay Big old Bentley bitch I mix the Henny with the Simply Lemonade exterior Lorenzos under Bentleys Put you in the friend zone if you start acting too friendly Bought a baby Benzo and some Kenzo just for Kensli Wake up real early but I eat late Go and hit the streets with that briefcase Time to shake down another cheap skate You could tell he's lying cheesecake Make a nigga bitch tap out Then put twenty-four's on a real big body Bitch said nigga need to stop got hundred racks on me Can't fit in my pocket I'm a street nigga I'ma eat me some soup I'ma let my bitch eat pasta Told y'all niggas ain't stopping Black card in my wallet I'ma feed my partner I was at one of my shows feeling like Cam'ron with the pink Margielas We was tryna beat a murder capital riding around the town with the pink Beretta When I got in touch with the money me and shawty fucked around and filled my schedule Momma just sent me a picture got Indian in my family through my God damn nana Young nigga fucked 'round dropped out school learned it all through the ID channel Young nigga fucked around and ran out of bullets in the Smith Wesson got to get a banana These young niggas go brazy done got that money they still might pop So many blue faces on me right now young nigga still gamble Thirty-five racks for the factories I steal mammals I ain't no rapper nigga I geolog' I'm a big dog no pedigree I eat racks Boomerang your bitch sweet she coming back Treat me like you know who I am Bitch I know who I am In the real world we just people with ideas That shit cray that shit dead That shit fake plastic head Cassius Clay at his head atta boy atta kid I'ma need a napkin cook 'em up And he gon' need a Aspirin hook him up Niggas was busy scrappin' put 'em up I was too busy rapping good as fuck Niggas don't act like grown ups When niggas don't get to grow up Niggas don't wanna throw hands That's what made me wanna throw up But these young gunners ain't nothin' but young stunners And niggas see you as come ups so niggas just wanna run up Niggas asking what up I said on my soul I'm a hundred My niggas stay in the low end The others stay in the hundreds My daddy throw me the hands My momma told me to love 'em My neighbors told me they hunting I hope I make it through summer They stole one of my niggas I should have seen that one coming My priest told me it's angels my niggas told me its nothing I'm thinking about my nigga he thinking before he die I'm going to war with fate and I'm going to war with God I'm burning up all the papers 'cause all the reporters lied I call him my lil homie he brought him a Smith Wesson Brown boys are dying and none of 'em were for business And all of em' love they mommas and all of they mommas miss 'em And this shit is just stupid this shit is fucking senseless The news shouldn't support it this shit is getting expensive I don't know why I sleep with my eyes wide Hoping that I find you And I don't know why I sleep with my eyes wide Hoping that I find you And hoping that I find you I been hoping that I find you Nigga fuck you talm bout Fuck you talk bout Nigga fuck you talm bout Fuck you fuck you nigga Fuck you talm fuck you talm bout Nigga fuck you talm bout Nigga fuck this whole school and everything you tahm 'bout Don't ask me for no I.D. bitch I fucking signed out Bitch I've been suspended bitch I've been on timeout Waking up in grind mode and sleeping in a grindhouse So please don't hit my line 'bout the party trying to find out What time that shit going to start Or when it end or who gone come out Or if I walked the stage I've been on stage since I could rhyme out Shows and shows and tapes Of trying to get my fucking lines out So please don't take my pen out my book out my pick out My hair my fucking big mouth you dick head you dipped out Of class and now you shit out of luck who fucking slick now And with them rhymes you written down I hope you get a mix down With a diss track from Ms. Rownd And my dick sack in this bitch mouth Give a five-hive to my teacher face And my principal that fist pound And now you gotta switch gowns We caught you little rascal We got you throwing tantrums When you could've thrown a tassel ahh Nigga you're a weakling why you talking dealing You ain't nothing but my seedling I'll hang you from the ceiling And leave yo' little ass leaking and leave yo' body stinking Dude yo' ass been drinking Or you just wasn't thinking I hear you're pockets jingling And all these goofies mad though And I ain't even mad yo I'll stab you with a screwdriver That shit ain't even rhyme nigga I'm fucked up out my mind nigga That's where they try an' find a nigga Feeling froggy Better timid up Harsh feelings gone put 'em in a blunt 'Cause niggas don't wanna get bended up Stay talking but don't send it up Used to send it up for my skinner lunch Save money niggas really won't spend a buck Gimme that cash that ben what up Pockets keep that denim I get sad when I look at the stars They so pretty you can't tell 'em apart You think they close but really we far And really they ain't even that much closer to God It's much harder to sin naked I walked past apple trees and didn't take it I thought about stone mattresses thin blankets Really long winters spent in a windbreaker I'm a temptation door-knocker down there on Lower Wacker I'm a rich excuse for a father you just can't tour a toddler She turnin' 2 she don't need diapers she just need her papa I really need a break could really use a nap My daughter barely recognize me when I lose the hat You go so far you hit a point where you can't Uber back The other day I told a hummingbird he too relaxed I did my worst I did the work I had to skip the label I go to church they want a flick I want to flip the table I knew the worth before the birth when it was just a stable And now it's just a fable and it's just as fatal First world problems that niggas make up Have a dream and then never wake up When so much turns to too much Have a dream and then never wake up The day is on its way it couldn't wait no more Here it comes here it comes yeah Ready or not ready or not The day is on its way it couldn't wait no more Here it comes here it comes Ready or not here it comes I think my little cousins want they cousin back The automatic quarterback that doesn't rap They know I used to drive to Hammond for the Roman candles Lied about coming back the last straw that broke the camel It ain't really fun to hang out with me no more We can't go to River East to hang at the beach no more It's messed up I made it this way and my feet so sore But it's all downhill from here I could teach snowboards I miss my mom I miss my time I miss my prime In high school I missed my prom I ditched my date I missed my beat Kissed my teeth kicked my feet hooped and hollered Now I just sip my tea sit my ass on my ass Send my tweet fold my arms twist my weed If I hadn't heard the news I would've known what he say But the recliner on my chair is like an emergency brake you know First world problems that niggas make up Have a dream and then never wake up When so much turns to too much Have a dream and then never wake up I still ain't get my Grammys in the mail yet I just want my mama happy like a toy sale And to stay connected to the world like a long-ass voicemail I hear the seams snappin' and I'm the team captain No more knee slappin' or shoe shinin' or shoe signin' 'Til the dream happens I'm just gon' keep rappin' And y'all just keep clappin' and keep actin' like Flint got clean water and y'all don't got teen daughters And black friends and gay cousins y'all just gon' say nothin' Know that the day comin' knees bowed tongues confessin' The last ones gettin' first dibs on blessings Now these the first world problems that niggas make up Keep on playin' we gon' shake this shit up Keep on tellin' us we makin' it up The American Dream may you never wake up The day is on its way it couldn't wait no more Here it comes ready or not ready or not Ready or not ready or not ready or not The day is on its way it will not wait another day The day is on its way I cannot wait here it's to stay I'm off the nog I'm off the Loko I'm off that local I'm on that global I often had dreams of being locked in my momma's Volvo Watching the garage burn down I'm off the codo I'm off the top I'm off some pot I'm off Ciroc I'm off a lot they gave me ten Days off That's an awful lot I was off campus but the officer Told the office that he saw me from the parking lot But it's all good I'm off that I'm just finna off his ass off of the Ave while rocking all black Dip off and hide the garbage bags in the dip spot Just to make sure that I don't get caught Buying hella bug spray making sure I get off They told me go on and rock it I told them that it's lift off How all my homies get caught picked off by a dick cop Why you allowing hiccups why you just didn't slip off And now I'm at the precinct and I'm off of my square Having a white cop beat me while he offers me squares You gon' torture me yeah Well that's awfully fair All for nothing tryna tweak me like you offering years Bitch I ain't scared I'm already here Tell ya partners and ya friends the next coffin is theirs Guess what bitch I'm from internal affairs Looking for crooked cops to tweak so I can offer 'em years Young black boy how he got the labels scared You gon' set a bad example for the average bear You a Yogi you should idle while in child's position I be like naw these my sons this prenatal care I'mma show em how to make it here and make it fair Take it there they could kill me and I ain't gon' care You is just an ankle weight lighter than some angel cake Sweeter than some maple syrup easier than Ableton Make a plate and make a player Make em play it Just don't count your sheep before they hatch You chickens before your eggs Eat your dinner before you say your prayer I'm back up in this bitch Young tactician just got my taxes finished Beat the tortoise by a hair in a Ford Taurus On a spare with a wax finish There's a lot of metaphors you just lack vision You just bad business All your shit been lower case Lower class lower key I'm the only minor minority in priority Sippin' gin and tonic while I plot upon authority Author of my horoscope feeling like the oracle Ain't no rules nigga I'm back up in this bitch She working that thing she know she got it Lil mama so bad you know she naughty Her do it so slow now watch her take it She giving a show now watch her break it Can't nobody do it like you do True mama sip a little bit of the screw juice Or a little bit of that Special K And throw it in the bowl like fruit loops Hola mami chula Mami hol'up mami slow up 'Scuse my French my lingo but I no hable cinco Her girlfriends say they bout it you know that I'm bilingual And Chano gonna mingle I'm off a couple pintos The bad hoes out on Saturday it's church on domingo So while they out her frontin' go on back it for your mans 'Cause even when your friends actin' funny you gon' dance like Break it down She working that thing she know she got it Lil mama so bad you know she naughty Her do it so slow now watch her take it She giving a show now watch her break it Bust it bust it wide open I been hopin' hopin' shorty goin' goin' She from lowend oh and went to Kenwood Me too Nah I'm lyin' she say she got somebody bitch me too I hope that this shit do work out man 'Cause this that new 'New Workout Plan' And I'm that dude you heard bout And I hope that get your shirt off and if not Keep on dancin' babe all I need is that preview Put you on the floor and show them niggas how to freak you Slow whine slow grind On time you can take your own time But if I can't hit your ass on time Gotta hit me online you can't hit my phone line She working that thing she know she got it Lil mama so bad you know she naughty Her do it so slow now watch her take it She giving a show now watch her break it I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up Or change language and subject change up Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water But people don't hear ghost so how they gon' play me Money saved me so I'ma do the same thing You droppin' pounds gettin' small on some sick shit Like how you got the drive but don't know how to use a stick shift You better not miss this overdose dope and mix this Let your throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it Dropping tapes 'til I lost the count Coughing out blood Dropping weight like I lost an ounce Throwing words and tossing nouns New-York traveling I'm Boston bound bossing 'round homies And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down Notes to spit to Harlem crowds Surfing through the Harlem crowds At the crib I'm falling down I'm on the floor crawling 'round I'm calling out to God Your little angel's falling down Save me from my darkened cloud Reach your hands and arms around It's been a really really long time Since a goof ass nigga done tried me Label niggas wanna sign me And lame ol' nigga wanna buy me Food and weed and drink and shit Just as long as you inkin shit Sometimes I can't pay for food 'Cause sometimes I can't think of shit Where's your head at Where's your head at Singing my shit like you just said that Wanging my shit like where'd you hear that Young ass nigga where you headed Long time to get famous Life's whatever you make it just thank God that we made it Shawty she got the body She did the molly Probably gonna do the squaddy Right after papi Sloppy she extra choppy Just did the potty I love that bitch the perfect thottie The perfect thottie Shawty she got the body She did the molly Probably gonna do the squaddy Right after papi Sloppy she extra choppy Just did the potty I love that bitch the perfect thottie The perfect thottie You are the prototype I love you like you love your photo likes When you post your life Some of these hoes just wanna Instagram me You out here trying to win you an Instagrammy Instant pancakes in the morning Aunt Jemima try to Andre Benjamin me I'm sorry Ms. Jackson but your daughter do dicks Wouldn't be my old bitch if you taught her new tricks But she does the one thing with her tongue ring When she bust like a gun range I had a couple pics record her out her panties But that's just chump change She the type of bitch that loves to say she's mixed You know who you is and you know what it is I love you with your black ass You helpless thing wish you gave me more head And have way more self esteem But I wish she gave me way more head Way more then I ever gave a fuck about your self esteem Shawty she got the body She did the molly Probably gonna do the squaddy Right after papi Sloppy she extra choppy Just did the potty I love that bitch the perfect thottie The perfect thottie Shawty she got the body She did the molly Probably gonna do the squaddy Right after papi Sloppy she extra choppy Just did the potty I love that bitch the perfect thottie The perfect thottie Got it locked I got lots of keys Fuck nigga don't start with me Oh my god oh my god I'm a novelty At least that's what she said when she swallowed menovelty Your bitches had the ball my bitches pass the ball And this dick is a gift for that love degree hey Heard you graduating girl congratulations This ain't prom but can I take you home as if your fam was waiting At the front door with that Smith Wesson cocked Shawty she got the body She did the molly Probably gonna do the squaddy Right after papi Sloppy she extra choppy Just did the potty I love that bitch the perfect thottie The perfect thottie Heads bowed for the curly haired sons of Abraham Dear Father guide all my brothers away from Sam If they ever get caught let's hope they shake that jam Shake that jam Chance The Rapper song singer senior bong steamer Light up hot wheels locked up wrong steamer Dreamer long Beemers our neighbors their lawns greener We wrestle with envy then act up John Cena Chancellor Bennett referred to as word chemist The bourbon and slurred sentences is turning up burning bridges Cigarette stained smile all covered in sin My big homie died young just turned older than him Getting hyped up off them bad bitches on it Getting knocked up off a nigga bad luck Getting scared now with them IRS audits All the tax money that I didn't add up That I didn't get yet but they think that I got it Keep a long shirt so they think that I got it And if they all dummy and a nigga get bodied It was really ill I know a nigga held up Hell yeah I'll always get a pic with y'all niggas Word to my fans all six of y'all niggas I seen all the tweets and the tips from y'all niggas Got hands for them niggas that pick on y'all niggas Loving your love an album to come I bet that you love it comes out in a month Chance the astounding class clown That turned out to amount into something I count my blessings too often My best friends on one hand My sheep when I'm done here Gotta get up get up I count my blessings too often My best friends on one hand My sheep when I'm done here Gotta get up get up Knock knock said the fist to the world Shine sun through the mist and debris Bang bang said the fist to the young Silence from the lips of the free Say something important say something important Make money the end of the week But that shit coming soon I'm getting hungry Might sell out in a couple of weeks But my crib they buckin' And they just called Buddy that's lil bro Even though last time we spoke We was arguing but we still stay close Ask God to watch the squad On God battle niggas to the death alright Fuck your squad and the whole facade I ain't never scared of where a nigga reside Extra mild sauce on the side extra mileage on the ride Express I'mma grab my chain 'Cause it's extra violence all on the nine Ten days that's an awful lot Eleven squares in like fifteen minutes Sixteens when that album comes Spit twelve real quick for a listening picnic igh I count my blessings too often My best friends on one hand My sheep when I'm done here Gotta get up get up I count my blessings too often My best friends on one hand My sheep when I'm done here Gotta get up get up Heads bowed for the curly haired sons of Abraham Dear father guide all my brothers away from Sam If they ever get caught let's hope they shake that jam Shake that jam Heads bowed for the curly haired sons of Abraham Dear father guide all my brothers away from Sam If they ever get caught let's hope they shake that jam Everyday when you're walking down the street Everybody that you meet Has an original point of view It's a simple message And it comes from the heart Believe in yourself For that's the place to start And I said Hey What a wonderful kind of day We can learn to work and play Get along with each other Listen to your heart Listen to the beat Listen to the rhythm The rhythm of the street Open up your eyes Open up your ears Get together and make things better By working together I'm gonna get by when the going get rough I'm gonna love life 'til I'm done growing up And when I go down I'mma go down swinging My eyes still smiling And my heart still singing Yolo nigga yolo everything Yolo car yolo car radio Look me up in the yolo pages nigga igh Hey Ya When the fuck you gonna grow up When that money gonna show up Thought that ten Day shit would blow up Got you stressed ripping your 'fro up Smokin' squares fuckin' your throat up And a nigga from your iPod in the party and they know ya And your teachers wanna claim ya they critically acclaim ya Used to criticize your mistakes You the reason for the mishaps and should keep coming up missing You're a top dog you the top dog They can't even catch up you so hot dog And it feels good and it feels dope You still steal shit 'cause you still broke And you really wanna drop really really hot Shit that they really wanna cop but they wouldn't give a fuck If you won a Grammy if you end up in the Hall of Rock Then you end up in a hole from a hammy to the top Got ninety-nine problems got a hundred to the drugs I should finish up this verse but you know I don't give a fuck Shouts out my juice bitch my cup runneth over Bout now them suits fit my cuffs button golden So bitch suck my dick igh bitch suck my dack I been riding 'round in that steamer with that steamer in my lap I swear I used to give a fuck but now I give a fuck less What do I think of success What do you think of fuck fest You ever had a foursome You ever been a suspect You ever passed the fuck out You ever failed a drug test I learned from getting bumped that bumping Ye could make it be okay All that jumping dunking shit can't make a 3 go way I been up inside the stu' for fucking three whole days Yelling Fuck the cops it ain't nothing to box So somebody pour me another shot like shots We need time You reach into the bowl of car keys Are you fucking happy now Grab his wrist and wriggle past me As Jenny licks her lips Time to teach a young dog tricks And how to bow Remember when you couldn't hurt me We reached a breaking point As you lit your joint and we crossed the severn bridge For the addy and your cold out splow me out She know my favorite flavor skittles She know everything we argue 'bout Where everything in our crib at And every time you walk up out She know whenever we fighting and whenever we cool But my favorite thing she know is that she'll never be you She know she'll never have her song She know she'll never have my son She know she'll never have your pain she'll never have to have a hunch She know everyone that I lie about heard every freaking word She know everything you wonder bout and it hurt her even worse Who'd you rather be All and all gold is not reality Real is what you lays on me How's everybody doing We were all that matters family's all that matters This is just business see you right after Nothing comes before ya nothing else matters All of this is for ya you are all that matters I dance around the darkness down on Billie Jean Road If I ain't toured then we still'd be broke Thought I got the formula bon appetite I got a beat in case my baby baba ever leak Wise beyond my years but way behind my peak You gotta eat this a step to my princess Point of interest fourth and inches Hallelujah the kid grew up the crowd cheered the child Booya mic drop I walk home I got the baddest chick on the planet She ain't mixed but folks be askin' if she half Hispanic She complain about the baby weight but I ain't panicked Since she got pregnant she been showin' crack like bad mechanics I rub her feet I put in work like I was Robyn Fenty The only chick that I hold as much is probably Kinsley I sit with her and watch Black Ink and Being Mary She stand about six feet she used to hoop at 'Lane I tried to stick her the other day and got my ankle sprained I fell deep tried to leave but you know the way that you learn best Is leavin' out the garage and get hit with that U-turn text So if you got a girl and she sexy and she grown Stay your ass at home before you end up all alone Leave the toilet seat down always keep your phone Ask my girlfriend she got her own ringtone and she was singing I've got a lady a lady friend And that lady is my friend I've got I've got a lady for a friend I'm your buddy I'm your little bro I'm a stuffed animal I'm a cuddle not a dildo I'm a love anecdote Was I always taller than ya Will I always call ya back I'mma always wrongly answer Always almost caught ya trap Few compliments and a tear wipe I'm the best man you're not marrying And you know they ask about you What's up with your lady You just a black man in this world You just a barcode ayy You just a black man in this world Drivin' expensive foreigns ayy You just a big dawg yeah I kenneled him in the backyard No probably ain't life to a dog I wake up feeling like you won't play right I used to know but now that shit don't feel right It made me put away my pride so long You made a nigga wait for some so long You make it hard for boy like that to go on I'm wishing I could make this mine oh How'd it get so scandalous but stay woke No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas Hold up wait a minute all good just a week ago Crew at my house and we party every weekend so On the radio that's my favorite song Make me bounce around like I don't know like I won't be here long Now the thrill is gone got no patience 'cause I'm not a doctor Girl why is you lying girl why you Mufasa Yeah mi casa su casa got it stripping like Gaza Got so high off volcanoes now the flow is so lava Yeah we spit that saliva iPhone got message from Viber Either the head is so hydra or we let bygones be bygones Got a house full of homies why I feel so the opposite Incompetent ain't the half of it Saturdays we're Young Lavish-ing Saddest shit is I'm bad as it Beans they took from the cabinet Sorry I'm just scared of the future No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas I'll be right by your side till the last days I used to care what people thought but now I care more I mean nobody out here's got it figured out So therefore I've lost all hope of a happy ending Depending on whether or not it's worth it so insecure no one's perfect We spend it with no shame we blow that like Coltrane We in here like Rogaine or leave it like Cobain And when I'm long gone whole crew sing a swan song 'Cause we all just ticking time bombs got a Lambo like LeBron's mom And no matter where all of my friends go Emily Fam and Lorenzo All of them people my kinfolk at least I think so can't tell 'Cause when them checks clear they're not here 'Cause they don't care it's kinda sad but I'm laughing whatever happens Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin Labrador yapping I'm glad that it happened I mean it Between us I think there's something special and if I lose my mental Just hold my hand even if you don't understand hold up Watching haters wonder why Gambino got the game locked Half-Thai thickie all she wanna do is Bangkok Got her hair done French braids now she A$AP I'm chilling real nigga feeling Rich kid asshole paint me as a villain Still spitting that cash flow I got a penthouse on both coasts it's pH balance Real nigga I rep those why though 'cause I said so Hip deep in the Pepto I got five on her like Ben Folds I got more tail than that PetCo you faker than some Sweet'N Low Yeah you got some silverware but really are you eating though Are you eating though Nigga are you eating though Breakfast lunch and dinner's for beginners you ain't even know Never catching cases why they faces look so homo Watch a hater hate me wanna play me like a piano My architect know Japanese your girl she jocking these No hands like soccer teams and y'all fuck boys like Socrates You niggas ain't copping these niggas ain't looking like me Nah I ain't checking I.D. but I bounce 'em with no problem I'm winnin' yeah yeah I'm winnin' Rich kid asshole paint me as a villain Don't be mad 'cause I'm doing me better than you doing you Better than you doing you fuck it what you gon' do Different color my passport Instagram my stack load Hashtag my day wear and your girl drank my day care And I'm born rich life ain't fair yeah It's silver spoon coon ho rich forever a million was not the quota My father owned half the building and did it with no diploma Year off got no rules tripping off of them toadstools More green than my Whole Foods and I'm too fly Jeff Goldblum Got a glass house in the Palisade White hood white hood ok Furniture custom you shop at IKEA Show Maserati you whipping a Kia Spending this money it's longer than Nia Live like a Coppola me and Sofia Waking up broke man wouldn't wanna be ya Friends with the dopeman help a nigga rise Bring a girlfriend man trouble when I see her Oh I got my cool on I'm winning so they had to dump the Gatorade And I don't give a fuck about my family name Don't be mad 'cause I'm doing me better than you doing you Better than you doing you fuck it what you gon' do Okay it's Childish Gambino homegirl drop it like the NASDAQ Move white girls like there's coke up my asscrack Move black girls 'cause man fuck it I'll do either I love pussy I love bitches dude I should be runnin' PETA In Adidas with some short shorts all over me My green is where it's supposed to be your green is in my grocery This Asian dude I stole his girl and now he got that Kogi beef My dick is like an accent mark it's all about the over Es Hot like a parked car I sound weird like nigga with a hard R Fly like the logo on my cousin's four hundred forty Eatin' Oreos like these white girls that blow me Vodka for my ladies whiskey for a grown man Hangin' in the islands lookin' for Earl like Toejam I made the beat retarded so I'm callin' it a slow jam Butcher and I know it man kill beef go ham These rappers are afraid of him Gambino is a call girl fuck you pay me Brand new whip for these niggas like slavery Told me I was awful and that shit did not faze me Tell me how I suck again my memory is hazy Or you can fuckin' kiss my ass Human Centipede You wanna see my girl I ain't that dumb You wanna see my girl Check Maxim Man why does every black actor gotta rap I don't know all I know is I'm the best one It's a bonfire turn the lights out I'm burnin' everything you muthafuckas talk about It's a bonfire turn the lights out I'm burnin' everything you muthafuckas talk about You know these rapper dudes talk shit start killin' Fuck that got goons like an archvillain I'm from the South ain't got no accent don't know why So this rap is child's play I do my name like Princess Di Yeah they say they want the realness rap about my real life Told me I should just quit Rap's stepfather yeah you hate me but you will respect I put in work ask Ludwig Put my soul on the track like shoes did Played this for my cousin now he can't even think straight Black and white music Now nigga that's a mixtape Shoutout to my blerds they represent the realness Shoutout to Gambino Girls my dick is in the building I know you hate me 'cause your little cousin play me out I like black girls who nerdy but when they dance they be sayin' Chillin' with a Filipina at your local Jollibee Yeah I'm in her ass like sodomy So if you see my hand under the table don't bother me I don't talk soft that's that other guy The shit I'm doin' this year Insanity Made the beat then murdered it Casey Anthony These rappers don't know what to do 'Cause all I did was act me like a Looney Tune And I'll give you all of me until there's nothing left I swear this summer will be summer Camp bitch I wanted you to know That I am ready to go heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around can't speak I can't speak I know what your boy like Skinny tie and a cuff type He go and make breakfast You walk around naked I might just text you Turn your phone over when it's all over No settling down my text go to your screen You know better than that I come around when you least expect me I'm sitting at the bar when your glass is empty You thinking that this song's coming on to tempt me I need to be alone like the way you left me You start calling you start crying I come over I'm inside you I can't find you the girl that I once had But the sex that we have isn't half bad The text say that It's not fair And I'm flirtin' with this new girl And I'm callin' if it don't work So we fuck till we come to conclusions All the things that we thought we were losing I'm a ghost and you know this That's why we broke up in the first place I wanted you to know that I am ready to go heartbeat I wanted you to know whenever you are around I can't speak It's late night Thursday I know that you heard me But you don't want the same thing Well two can play that game So I'm chilling with my girlfriend But she not my real girlfriend She got a key to my place but She's not my real girlfriend Say the wrong thing and wrong girls come runnin' I'm paranoid that these girls want something from me And it's hard to make a dime go one hundred And my dude freakin' out over a worse fate She on time but she late for they first date 'Cause he went and tried out a new condom Slipped off in a threesome good problems Askin' him if she wanna play games With the Super Smash Brothers but none of them you I miss the sex when you kiss whenever you through Sixty-nine is the only dinner for two I was wrong but would you have listened to you I got a heart but the artichoke Is the only thing girls want when you in that smoke So we're done This the real shit We used to hold hands like field trips I'm a jerk but your dude is a real dick I read his post on your wall and I feel sick He ain't cool he ball and all that But he just a fake nigga who blog in all caps You couldn't wait to date I'm going straight for your thighs like the cake you ate I give a fuck about the niggas that you say you ate You know that I'm the best when I'm a-fake-tionate I'm the best that you had face it J and Keyshia are related racist I give you money then you burn me then you made off She ain't a killer but she'd fucking blow your head off I know he wondering What the fuck you hiding That we dated like raps about Bin Laden Are we dating or are we fucking Are we best friends Are we something In between that I wish we never fucked and I mean that Alright Gambino is a mastermind fuck a bitch to pass the time Mass appeal orange rind smoke your green I'm spendin' mine The beat is witches brew but beware this shit is potent E.E. cummin' on her face now that's poetry in motion Yeah Gambino make it work I'm the boss move somethin' Yeah this cool fuckin' suits me swag two button Yeah these girls be actin' crazy when they're dancin' Black Swan I ain't fuckin' at the club put your clothes back on Yeah this beat is a disasternine eleven this track Rappers wanna battle me I have to mail their heads back And my clique make that dinero so it's time to meet the fuckers I am runnin' this bitch you are just a dog walker Leavin' with your girl when we last seen each other Yeah you fuckin' with the baddest like we tag team Rihanna Fly girl on her knees she don't wanna come near me Yeah my dick is too big there's a big bang theory Got her picture in my iPhone what do y'all think While y'all niggas masturbate I'm in that Ariel Pink If I am just a rapper man you could've fooled me I'm the shit when these dudes talk they talkin' bull me ah Alright I'm down with the black girls of every single culture Filipino Armenian girls on my sofa Yeah I like a white girl sometimes we get together Need a thick chick though So it's black and yellow black and yellow Love is a trip but fuckin' is a sport Are there Asian girls here Minority report Put your team on the map Blake Griffin on the court Niggas bitin' off my tracks need a knife and a fork We the illest need a nurse here's the check grab your purse Unless we fuckin' then I'll pay for all the food on the Earth man I got some pussy that was insane So insane it's an enemy of Batman I'm dominant niggas call me faggot 'cause they closeted I'm hot as shit comin' out the backside of a rocket ship It's monster shit you dudes are the opposite of Loch Nesses Respond to this we can squash the beef right now like sausages Chillin' with my n-words say it like a white kid Yes your booty's big as hers say that to my white bitch So she don't get embarrassed my dick is made of carrots Bunnies wantin' to be fed it I meant honeys oh forget it I have worked all winter I will not fail summer In the back of a bush like Gavin Rossdale's drummer Yeah my stinger's in her flower I hope she let me pollinate Workin' hard as shit yeah this beat is made from concentrate Nigga can't you tell that my sample of Adele Was so hot I got these hood niggas blowin' up my cell Swag out the ass I'm the man fuck chico Took the G out your waffle all you got left is your ego Think about it for a second Man we eatin' where's your breakfast Man you hungry have this sandwich Got my wallet cheese and lettuce An elephant never forgets so my dick remembers everything Green inside your wallet is that pussy open sesame Runnin' the game fuck am I sayin' Runnin' the Earth give me a month Told all you niggas I'm in it to win it 'Cause havin' an Emmy just wasn't enough You get sloppy drunk I stay whiskey neat My clique should be cancelled Freaks and Geeks Got some brand-new music I need y'all to turn it up and let me know what you think Rich kid but he act like a gentleman Last one didn't end like it should've been Two dates and he still wanna get it in And they're saying it's because of the Internet Try her once and it's on to the next chick And we can do the same thing if you wanna have at it When your thoughts can't breathe and you thinking asthmatic And you wanna be a mom and I wasn't mad at it I was thinking 'bout me I'd be really bad at it 'Cause I'm thinking 'bout me weeks in Dubai Fourth of July house in Kauai yeah we can try I took off my nine to five But you still don't have the time to kiss me just hit me And if I left you all alone would you still pick up the phone It's iffy you miss me I got furniture to move And we'll both be thirty soon In Oakland in Oakland The only one I know is you so the fuck I'm supposed to do In Oakland in Oakland All she needed was some At a Clippers game on the courtside Watch a nigga shoot like a four-five They mad at me too I got more fire When these bitches see you Go home Roger Tia and Tamara in my bed I'm a smart guy I ain't fucking with you niggas like apartheid Hits on my list check my archive I'm something so immaculate instead of asking what's happening Rather blast a Jackson 5 in the back of an Acura Acting blacker than a Bernie Mac two Charlie Murphys and Akon The girls that you brought man where are they from Where are they from We were playing PlayStation Why you standing there Say some Girl say some no this ain't a vacation This is my house my house all she needed was some When I ball I'ma ball King James nigga Uncle Ben in my hand make change nigga And I'm out of this world like Tang nigga That's a space bar man I hate y'all You only come around When you wanna play pool or my hot tub Ice cream paint job in the garage I had a menage and murdered the vag' But afterwards it was awkward as fuck 'Cause I'm nervous as fuck and could not get it up I need a minute cold water to the face I couldn't finish got the Uber from her place On my porch smoking vapor hit with the Sunday paper Listening to the neighbors I watch these haters take they shots like they were alcoholics If I'm a faggot spell it right I got way more than two G's Nigga I'm amazing I'm a phenom I'm assassin I'mma kill y'all And this shit's closed now 'cause I ball too hard And I'm cumming on her face have I gone too far I don't know who cares I don't love that broad And it's funny how these fake niggas always act hard I'm a black star in a black car with a black card They wanna knock me out They tryin nigga Realest motherfucker in the game like Tron nigga Forget these white girls I need some variation Especially if she very Asian She got an ugly friend Roll solo Can I stay at your place No hobo Not my fault man these ladies love me She's an overachiever 'cause all she do is succeed I'm on my ballin' each and every day You see me babe You see me babe Send me naked pics I'mma Tumbl that I'm the shit been the shit fuck a humble brag Yeah we pushin' that and her pussycat I got swag out my ass so I'm usin' that Texting with Olivia Munn hopefully she'll give me some Or some Rosie Jones man Hoes is hoes is hoes man Racks on racks on racks man All I got is tracks man Sorry for my accent but I've been practicin' Everywhere ya go niggas blastin' that Gambino Met this fly Latino Hope that she eighteen though If she not I'll say that I got deep throat in Heathrow Told me I was shit but that shit couldn't stop me Nigga still hungry black Kobayashi When I talk about you I hear who's this like Horton I was born for this shit you a rappin' abortion Can we hear the N-word one day and not get upset Can we try something new and not be suspect I don't really know we fucked up bad You don't wanna see my dudes when they get mad I got a bunch of jackanapes at the back of me That'll lacerate anyone in the back of a matinee And laugh while they masturbatin' all over your beaten body Sick Boi forever that Suburban Illuminati Can't stand it backhanded They wanna see us falling apart You know that I love you So let me into you Let me into your heart This is the end of us Sleeping with the moon and the stars I know where you've been You can see the sun Let me into your heart Oh this ain't no bullshit I really love you girl Girl you really got a hold on me So this isn't just puppy love I'm in love when we are smokin' that Girl you really got a hold woo And now that's it's over I'll never be sober I couldn't believe but now I'm so high Girl what's your problem 'Cause I know it's hard sometimes baby just give it some time Oh honey now girl we can solve them If you just give me some time I can open up your mind If you let it shine you can free your mind Girl if it's done right Well you know it's got to be something wonderful to me Oh honey now girl give it one night If you just give it a chance loving you is not my plan 'Cause I know one day you'll see All the things that we can be Rec League I ain't paying to ball Y'all B-string like a broke guitar And I still put it down like the family dog Yeah I murder some murder one Explain it all Ferguson We ain't gotta sing the same old love song Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on Yeah what you saying to it Old money look no money don't do it Make 'em turn around in their lane like a U-line And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty what's the rationale They wanna smoke niggas when they black and mild Blue dream by the bouquet 'Til I'm blue-faced on a Tuesday Can I have some #NiggasBeLike And I said what I felt no re-write Nah nah they can't hold me I double dare you I'm Marc Summers I scorch winters I burn autumns Gut niggas so Kurt Vonne Elle Varner got a crush on her I gotta wait in line for that Ain't nobody got time for that Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with that Too true like it's 2 Chainz Blue blood like he both gangs Where we were kinda thing When we were coming down they said it was too soon When we were coming down they left us all alone We're headed nowhere I know you've been around I feel you in and out How are you Do you sleep Are you with me We used to be unspoken Now everything is broken I'm a good son You're a good son Arlanda hotel to the bar Young girl with an accent with her back bent Ass out to the whole world We can vibe out for tonight Stepping outside for a light No coke and I just smoke vapor no papers Slow poke and I don't know 'bout photos Let's go though How old are you Saying that you never date older dudes That's why I never wanna say no to you The coldest dude to hold a groove with no kids The coldest dude who can't hold his goose I'ma walk out wanna walk too What about dude Fuck him I just really wanna feel something It took me like five minutes to figure out What the voices those were on the phone But I figured it out Is it real 'cause you're online I'm a freaky bitch And I am a freaky bitch Heathen it's a struggle just to keep breathing Existential asthmatic puff puff pass addict Craftmatic making moves but they sleeping on me We can kick it like it's FIFA homie nevertheless I got that fresh like it was Crest grind 'cause I'm stressed I never understood the hate on a nigga preference When every marriage is a same sex marriage Same sex everyday monotonous Lost God never pray Forgotten us lost love never say just like our parents Too much power ain't enough power Brain splattered like I've fallen off a watch tower And anybody can walk into any Denny's And wait 'til I'm walking in it with a gun that they 3D printed and finish it Kinison said if you gonna miss Heaven Why do it by two inches Old money and new bitches Old money and new bitches Getting next level in a hotel Ain't shit that we don't need nigga oh well Fuck outta here dog wassup wassup Don't don't try to jump me Don't try to jump me fool You got it I ain't even wanna fight homies Worldstar before rap you already know that So Fresh Prince they about to bring the show back Listening to Kilo weekend cost a kilo Hair so long I'm about to bring the fro back Girlfriend actin' all wishy-washy It's your birthday make it earthquake Fell in love with a nigga like a mermaid That's a first date uhh Nobody think about it worst case uhh Best case we the front page uhh Ten thousands on the first day uhh Yeah mothafucka take your phone out To record this ain't nobody can ignore this I'm more or less a moral-less individual Making movies with criminals tryin' to get them residuals When it all go crazy When I hear that action I'ma be Scorsese My nigga hold it horizontal man be a professional Damn my nigga be a professional what you doing man My girl ain't bad she more like evil When I'm lookin' in the mirror how fly's this negro She on Hollywood and Vine thinkin' that she Hollywood on Vine Makin' movies with her friends all the time Showin' off her ass that's a net twerk But I saw through it like a wet shirt Drive slow 'cause you might swerve off it Still eat and the hate so salty Put shrooms in my roommate's coffee And got more likes than a white girl talking More hits than a fight comp Where they fight cops 'til they stop when I heard shots Watching dude drop from a Glock Let me flash on 'em we all big brother now Lil' sis let her run around Money talking you know the sound So CG but a nigga stay real Though I'm fly I'm ill I'm running shit Rappers used to laugh like I tripped and fell 'Cause I don't stunt a gold cross like I Christian bail Yeah they starin' at me jealous 'cause I do shows bigger But your looks don't help like an old gold digger Uncool but lyrically I'm a stone cold killer So it's gfour hundreds blows to these Truffaut niggas Yeah now that's the line of the century Niggas missed it too busy they lyin' 'bout penitentiary Man you ain't been there nigga you been scared And I'm still living single like Synclaire Lovin' white dudes who call me white and then try to hate When I wasn't white enough to use your pool when I was 8 Stone Mountain you raised me well I'm stared at by Confederates but hard as hell Tight jeans penny loafers but I still drink a four dime Staying on my me shit but hated on by both sides I'm just a kid who blowing up with my father's name How many gold plaques you want inside your dining room I said I want a full house They said You got it dude All these haters See you later All that I could do But you dont even feel me though Got flow I could make a cripple crip walk Niggas' breath stank all they do is shit talk People want a real man I made 'em wait this long Maybe if he bombs he'll quit and keep actin' And save paper like your aunt does with McDonald napkins How'd it happen Honesty did it See all of my competition at the bodies exhibit Yeah I bodied the limits and I deaded them fakers Motherfuck if you hate it cremated them haters So my studio be a funeral Yeah this is our year oh you didn't know Uh yeah I'm killin' you step inside the lion's den Man I'm hov if the 'O' was an 'I' instead On stage with my family in front of me I am what I am everything I wanna be All these haters See you later All that I could do But you dont even feel me though I know you know I know you got that power That power This is on a bus back from camp I'm thirteen and so are you Before I left for camp I imagined it would be me and three or four other dudes I hadn't met yet running around all summer getting into trouble It turned out it would be me and just one girl That's you And we're still at camp as long as we're on the bus And not at the pickup point where our parents would be waiting for us We're still wearing our orange camp t-shirts We still smell like pineneedles I like you and you like me and I more-than-like you But I don't know if you do or don't more-than-like me You've never said so I haven't been saying anything all summer Content to enjoy the small miracle of a girl choosing to talk to me And choosing to do so again the next day and so on A girl who's smart and funny and who if I say something dumb for a laugh Is willing to say something two or three times as dumb to make me laugh But who also gets weird and wise sometimes in a way I could never be A girl who reads books that no one's assigned to her Whose curly brown hair has a line running through it From where she put a tie to hold it up while it was still wet Back in the real world we don't go to the same school And unless one of our families moves to a dramatically different neighborhood We won't go to the same high school So this is kind of it for us Unless I say something And it might especially be it for us if I actually do say something The sun's gone down and the bus is quiet A lot of kids are asleep We're talking in whispers about a tree we saw at a rest stop That looks like a kid we know And all of a sudden I'm telling you And I keep telling you and it all comes out of me and it keeps coming And your face is there and gone and there and gone As we pass underneath the orange lamps that line the sides of the highway And there's no expression on it And I think just after a point I'm just talking to lengthen the time I don't know exactly what you mean by it but it seems vaguely positive And I would leave in order not to spoil the moment But there's nowhere to go because we're on a bus So I pretend like I'm asleep and before long I really am I wake up the bus isn't moving anymore The domed lights that line the center aisle are all on I turn and you're not there Then again a lot of kids aren't in their seats anymore We're parked at the pick-up point which is in the parking lot of a Methodist church The bus is half empty You might be in your dad's car by now Your bags and things piled high in the trunk The girls in the back of the bus are shrieking and laughing and taking their sweet time Disembarking as I swing my legs out into the aisle to get up off the bus Just as one of them reaches my row It used to be our row on our way off It's Michelle a girl who got suspended from third grade for a week After throwing rocks at my head Adolescence is doing her a ton of favors body-wise She stops and looks down at me And her head is blasted from behind by the dome light so I can't really see her face Then her and the girls clogging the aisles behind her all laugh And then she turns and leads them off the bus I didn't know you were friends with them I find my dad in the parking lot He drives me back to our house and camp is over So is summer even though there's two weeks until school starts This isn't a story about how girls are evil or how love is bad This is a story about how I learned something and I'm not saying this thing is true or not I'm just saying it's what I learned I told you something It was just for you and you told everybody So I learned cut out the middle man make it all for everybody always Everybody can't turn around and tell everybody already knows I told them But this means there isn't a place in my life for you or someone like you Is it sad Sure But it's a sadness I chose I wish I could say this was a story about how I got on the bus a boy And got off a man more cynical hardened and mature and shit But that's not true The truth is I got on the bus a boy And I never got off the bus I still haven't flied Man made the Web you don't need a name Man made of faults I ain't too ashamed Every thought I had put it in a box Everybody see it just before the cops Rick Rolling these niggas they mad 'cause they don't know any better Real deep hope they dig a nigga before they bury me Even though we were told to go where they wouldn't go Hella slow that's that dial up watch it pile up fly We are the dreams of our parents lost in the future Who hide the deepest desires and wear a mask Door open we were smoking in the hotel The vapors went through the hallway the manager pissed as hell I mean where's the line between Donnie G and Gambino He hang with girls like he Lena but needed some time to re-up Tequila in the cantina thirty dollars I swallowed You been doing this for too long That Camp was a million years ago sing me a different song Whether you're trolling or controlling just a reminder You think you get it you don't it's that Andrew Auernheimer I'm gone and now I'm back Give a fuck or give 'em hell just not a chance to react Tyler Durden this burden hurting they said there was curtains Certain demise look in his eyes the pain inadvertent I could've stayed where I was and have a life you'd be proud of But I'd rather chase things never thought of It was all love saying Go hard Making dope it's a trap Ackbar backfired Panic dreams so it seems we're meant to die Had to get some stuff off my chest I vaporized High on my own it took time to realize Because the internet mistakes are forever But if we fuck up on this journey at least we're together Man I wish I could go back and tell that kid it's make-believe Make 'em believe in themselves people who needed my help Feelings I felt keeling myself no one's ever been this lost I just get the information retweet it or say it sucks I just got the motivation your talent's just bunch of luck Hard work and dedication but lately it's run amok Waking up in these places I don't remember Texts from people I never met doors left open I don't know who I am anymore Still on the beat though Still in the game but he moves with a cheat code Slowest connection ever my life inside a computer Them bands that'll make 'em dance my wallet's Lollapalooza The violence first-person shooter First person to move first person to speak My mils aren't meek they scream in the streets Losing my frame of reference these pieces of shit for breakfast Funny the day you're born that's really your death sentence I met this girl at a dinner we conversating She beautiful in the face but her voice is truly amazing Plus she write her own shit becoming so close knit Smoke up and talk in the evening she helping me focus No Anna Nicole Smith she getting hers Niggas take her props like a musical live and learn She say she feel alone all the time I'm similar I meet her in my dreams on the moon I visit her Every night I text her I wanna solve the world I think I need your help She text me How you gon' trust somebody when you don't trust yourself I mean she right though forty-five like a light-bulb And I could've died like my iPhone but I kept going like a psycho And I took chance like a dice roll dropping jewels like it's puberty Never forget this feeling never gon' reach a million Eventually all my followers realize they don't need a leader Stay on your own shit fuck what these clones think Just remember that you the shit but act like it don't stink We were childish but had to grow up When you spitting real shit eventually you throw up Realities like allergies I'm afraid to go nuts Life's the biggest troll but the joke is on us Yeah the joke's you showed up A New York nine's an everywhere else six Timewise the opposite goes for chicks I'm in a taxi texting with my best friend He's sleeping with this girl that he met up on West End He's lucky she's a career woman no kids Most girls see the clothes and try and gold dig Most hoes poke holes in Trojans Most people don't fuck and hit the lotto but my folks did I'm a mess That don't rhyme with shit it's just true Don't bring your girlfriend here it's just you When I'm depressed you're someone I run to But I guess meet me at Pianos They cross-fadin' off of Nanos Ugh on that hipster shit And you's a hipster bitch Yo but not in the lame way Like you ain't workin' on a screenplay Like your baby daddy ain't a DJ Like she listenin' to old Freeway 'Cause everybody listens to Biggie but she different Right that's why your friends need wristbands Fuck you Can I have this dance We could pretend if you want to like We in love and started datin' at your art school 'Cause either way we both lyin' more than half of the time Except for when I'm home workin' on your graphic design Every time we see each other I'm takin' you home Our relationship has gotten Sylvester Stallone But me writin' a verse would be the only way they buyin' a bar White boys used to trip and send me over a gin But they busy showin' off each other Indian friend She got ironic tattoos on her back That ain't ironic bitch I love Rugrats Watchin' lames handle they fame They bang any broad with bangs In a band with an animal name Hannibal came drinkin' a handle of Jameson Anallin' anyone is the plan for the evening I'm kidding stop Girl cryin' on Ludlow She still look good though Love is Eastside who are you to hate You ain't see me at the show I was super great Hotel penthouse go on and let it ruminate City never sleeps so I guess I'm never slept on Did everything I could then I kept goin' Face down in the brown grass Shame on my brown ass Birds in the trees as we run through And if I'm dead to the world what you gon' do Shots fired rewind please girl be mine Email denied talk to me baby Before I go crazy might do it maybe We were so Jay Z and Beyonce my aunt say keep the sex game picante The Aunt May and Mary Jane that I was hitting on To make me try and forget that there was something wrong Love is Russian roulette I had the safety on We popped pills at the Coachella Hold my head in the weeds man I can't tell her The fear that I feel man it might kill her Man it might kill her it's the prep school mic killa' With the drums and the groove so it feel Dilla I don't care what he say I'ma get my platinum back like I'm a half ton gorilla You can hang with homie on the low But your boy so weak like a week ago But we ain't speaking though We ain't speaking we ain't speaking though Tuesday afternoon I ain't got shit to do But fall in love with you Love me better kiss me back Listen more oh I hope you understand 'Cause everywhere I go Everything I see I just hope you understand Alright it's Childish baby Mr. talk about his dick again Nerdy-ass black kid whatever man I'm sick of him That well-spoken token who ain't been heard The only white rapper who's allowed to say the N-word I buy a bunch of 'em and put it on my black card Now I got some street cred use it 'til it's maxed out I got a girl on my arm dude show respect Something crazy and Asian Virginia Tech She too fine I do dimes If not that I'm walking out with two fives Change my ID for the cops it's not enough yet Black male in short shorts I'm double suspect Ballin' since eighty-three half of 'em say he gay Maybe that's the reason I like Lady What-babies-say I'm a problem I'm lame as fuck homie But I rap like these niggas ain't got shit on me Fuck the cool kids not Chuck Inglish But people who think that hatin on me makes them distinguished You better shut your mouth before I fuck it You really hate my lyrics now or Kid Cudi's Nigga Runnin this thing money insane Busy getting brain like Krang Nigga got signed it's an anomaly No cosign trigonometry Man these niggas hate me Man fuck you niggafuck you nigga They real black like won't show up on your camera phone They real black like turn the flash on your camera on They real black take shit turn it into gold I'm real black I survive when the pressure on Upper echelon bit my lip when I'm kissin' her Clash of the Titans baby your tits is titular Listenin to some Kiss FM she wanna hear Nicki Minaj Super Bass super face inside a garage It's not a massage spa rap with a happy ending Old niggas wanna assassinate me It's a shame these kids was supposed to save rap Fuck that boat shoes and a wave cap He don't give back how the fuck a nigga say that Summer in November I gave everyone a Maybach Comin' on that payback comin' on that mace took I'm comin' on that real shit I'm comin' on her Facebook Fuck a backpacker with a rhino's dick I do me like a gyno chick Runnin this thing money insane Busy getting brain like Krang In the woods got these niggas usin' Mapquest Man fuck these backpackers Fuck these backpackers I had a dream I was flying over all of us There were so many pretty people so many pretty faces I talked to some birds I fell in love again And none of this ever ended Everything just kept going and going and going And even when you laughed you cried And even when you were sad you were really happy 'Cause you were here and I got to meet every star Every planet everything that made me And we all kissed and became the same Who would have thought this We almost lost it When you lie inside darkness it's hard to see And we sleep in tradition keep 'em off in the distance To tell you that I haven't been We are all cold water Why try at all Why bother Just hold me close my darling Who would have dreamed this You couldn't mean this It would be some type of meanness to where you are 'Cause I don't know where to go And no one else seems to know We are all night's fallen Why try at all Dark calling So we're left alone no one left to call upon Be still now broken bones as I travel on Just hold me close my darling So we're left alone no one left to call upon Be still now broken bones as I travel on Just hold me close my darling Oh we gon' have a party All my friends will be there We drink all the vodka There's music everywhere Now wait a minute Do you like to party 'Cause if you don't Don't come over here We got smoking Drinking fucking I wanna show you what it is Thought I was done but that wasn't the case Got a new stack that I threw in your face Got a new girl and she look Mila Kunis Infinity pool and a statue that's Buddhist Got bottles and bottles and bottles of Grino Saw I was rich now they fucking with 'Bino Brown leather bag the vacation Messina The boat in the harbor I rule the marina Ten grands for the drinks now they say I'm insane It's been that for a minute now Hedi Slimane I been black lucrative since Danity Kane Who came back for a minute now everything changed High as a kite lime in the light Y'all niggas might whine every night I ain't invite all these people to my mothafuckin' house Let 'em speak I know I'm meek but the mills louder Watch the throne kings kill when the prince feels power It's the real deal Holyfield holy shit holy grail Silver spoon coon young buffoon yeah they know me well I'm makin' moves couldn't lose doin' Parker Lewis Hot on my own self-immolate I could be a Buddhist Hot on my own check your tone check your stance homie You don't even like me you just trynna get my fans homie So nerdy but the flow wordy Brain-freezin' with the flow slurpie Ice cold but you know I burn cash like I had herpes Not true but I'm that dirty Niggas quit bein' hot man cold turkey While I'm out in Kauai man soul searchin' And these niggas be afraid and I'm so certain 'Cause they don't know what to do when the world's broken A lot of people try and go and talk shit but your girl stops me on the street Like it's stop and frisk and a bunch of fags wanna talk a lot of shit But that's cool 'cause in the real world they really don't exist It's all because the internet Chance made millions Haim made millions Dan made millions Kendrick made millions I would too if I wasn't in my feelings You know 'cause like people say money's not everything But money you need money to do what you wanna do Like money is power honesty is power truth is power But at the same time they tell you like Ain't nothin' more important than the mula You ain't really eatin' boy you gotta get your food up We so steady eatin' baby you already know that The way I'm droppin' new shit I'm sittin' on the toilet Every night I tour that moment But we don't take pictures when you're rich you just see it again The only thing they really worry about is me and the pen Wrote some shit on Instagram I'm just bein' honest They tried to give your boy pills like I'm bein' violent They tried to give your boy pills just to keep him silent Keep tellin' people the truth you could be iconic Try to stay inside I don't really like appearances I try to stay inside but they still got something to say It's deeper than that Calico inside the handbag I'm keepin' the cat I got some niggas in reserve like I'm deep in Iraq And I'm deepening rap and it's deeper than rap This is deeper than rap Yo let the beat play until the cake part comes in I like that part I like that part a lot Cash rules everything around me Yeah I like this Black and white yo that's a zebra cake Pancakes wedding cakes That's all I wanted Rainbows sunshine everywhere we go I thought I told you 'bout it You don't leave home without it She on my back about it How could you ever question They know better to mention The Budget truck ain't just enough to make her pay attention The who what why and where they sport the flyest pairs She got the nicest hair and she know life is better with this nigga It's crazy how the world look different It's crazy how the girls look different The colors and the sounds so vivid You never catch your boy pimpin' Me sittin' on the sidewalk now that don't sound right But as long as I look fly by prom night He slangs his yay through the corridors Every day twenty grands yep at the very least for sure And they say there's no way I should stay with someone like you but I tell them no There's no way I could stray Gotta stay with someone like you 'Cause I know one day You could take me away far away I know you could pay All the money you made there'll be plenty of sunshine When the world was discerned with this and that I was young didn't know to hold it back Now we here and the world is something else We could leave any day you call for help We were gods nobody was above me That A on my chest like adultery That A on my chest put your fist up That A on my chest like a chipmunk Breathe in breathe out nevermind It was time number nine lies Feline with a deathwish No name on the guest list Hold on we were destined See now I don't wanna see an era See now I just wanna live forever and ever Maybe it's the last night Yeah break free from all of the insides They godless denied us But we don't give a about the next day We were never here never know if the world change Common sense the consequences Retweet the truth then regret the mentions We are the wireless survivors of things gone Slaves to the unnamed never live long Live and die by the line never know fear Even I won't survive is it unfair Is it unfair 'Cause I don't care When I step on that ant on the grass Progress the only thing that will last Only God will survive To be alone is alive See now I don't wanna see an era See now I just wanna live forever and ever Maybe it's the last night She got that body oh me oh my Who the fuck Gambino this nigga on your TiVo My hotel cost a kilo banking like a free throw Fuck y'all we A-Team y'all plan B like Walgreens Cop that shit and paint it black niggas want they summer back Beans in my hand girl in the car She still with her man but she seeing me tomorrow Homegirl on that Master P watch us ball like referees Unnecessary roughness We just trying to function Used to sport them Filas 'cause my cousin pack them heaters We don't wife 'em like Khalifa we just party then we leave 'em Tell 'em that we hittin' we don't really see 'em My girl look best when she only wear a fitted Four thou' on my fit that's unnecessary Skiing in Japan that's unnecessary Molly on my rider that's unnecessary 'Bino spit the fire that ain't even necessary That's unnecessary that's unnecessary Roll out on a plane that's unnecessary 'Tussin and champagne nigga that ain't even necessary They said don't buy the belt and I got it They said don't get the Rollie and I bought it Nigga I'm balling My fucking mixtape can get you through college Getting them dollars Showing my pearly white teeth I'm a nigga that's flawless Came a long way from dumping out Impalas Same gun and pants different ski mask from coppers All of this copper Knock knock who could it be Niggas know I got it on lock Yawk yawk bitch rappers better move before them niggas get dropped Mr. Flop boy you got your label hot I'm the hardest out you's a table cloth Unnecessary balling I was carted off Been fucking with my side bitch so much my main bitch can't stand it Hunned racks in three months man this shit is outstanding Seen a dollar go to stupid racks billion trillion Nigga that's what I call building Pushing in that bulletproof that's unnecessary Stunting in the mall that's unnecessary Condo on my arm that ain't even necessary That's unnecessary that's unnecessary Ibiza for a day that's unnecessary Shows a hundred grands nigga that ain't even necessary I did a song about Eminem Soulja Boy did one right after 3 eyes these guys ain't seeing me I'm the devil with angel wings Pilot Talk currency Stole the show burglary I love that flow but I got more Open condoms in condos Open bottles of Moet White with white girls in Eugene We used to call hoes on three-way And take 'em out to the movies And now we just do it our way She driving stick in the driveway Just popped a molly with Miley She do shrooms every blue moon Hundred million trillion muthafuckin' racks nigga Pinot grigio the lean'll go in that nigga Now that's unnecessary Been a legend since elementary Ayo Bino tell these niggas I ain't no joke She don't need speak she ain't giving no throat You are under my control Suspend the L's but I'm on a roll Grade A honor roll Mayday Soul What the fuck do y'all niggas really want I went with realness instead But all the real niggas I know either crazy or dead Yeah I dropped the free EP for these other kids to feel a lot Niggas keep asking on whether this dude's for real or not I'm not trying to come hard I'm trying to come me That's why these older songs that I used to make I'd release free What's the point of rap if you can't be yourself huh That's why I come first like my cell phone I'm a role model I am not these other guys I rap about my dick and talk about what girls is fly I know it's dumb that's the fucking reason I'm doing it So why does everyone have a problem with talking stupid shit 'Cause sometimes that stupid shit is real shit Like when you make out with your best friend's baby sis You know the one with short hair you used to babysit You with a different girl like each and every fucking night And kiss her while she's sleeping and sneak out the front to catch a flight That's not life dude It's just making up for fucks I missed in high school I keep it wrapped until I meet the right one 'Cause I ain't Mumford I ain't tryin' to have sons All I wanted was some more like Ashton I ain't the coolest but I know I got passion I really wanna do her right and it doesn't matter We've got all the shine we need to find Am I serious I don't even know Are you hearing this This shit is laughable I ain't trying I'm doing these other rappers are foolish Is there room in the game for a lame who rhymes Who wears short shorts and makes jokes sometimes So I guess we gon' see I ain't Curren$y but if there ain't money in my name please murder me Sometimes I feel like I ain't supposed to be here Sometimes I wake up I don't want to be here My mom loved to text me Psalm verses She don't look at me like I'm the same person I used to be the sweet one but things change And I don't want her missing a son like Bon's last name And all my uncles alcoholics shame on me I drink whiskey till I'm grounded no TV I wanna go inside the club with no gold piece And walk in with no I.D. and No I.D No matter how far the hood seems We all still got hood dreams I always wanted to get picked on the cool team But alone is exactly how I should be I've been grindin' my whole life nigga Stuntin' on the low so they feel better Damn why they hatin' on a real nigga East side Atlanta where they kill niggas I was in a coma but I stayed with you I'll be right by your side radio play me that new Smith Wesson Bino won't die illest rapper alive See what's up with Fredo when I'm out in the Chi Murder everything I touch but I don't know why And he can get the business your girlfriend love me Turn it up who is this Shots at your fitted Are we not young God is this not black excellence I could lie to you people but my soul too sensitive Threat to the throne man I'ma murder this You are such a poser you ain't ever heard of this Shots at you fake boys walkin' 'round in turtlenecks And the hair so homeless record labels want us Bino well read like Octobers Hit me on my Snapchat hit me on my Nextel Chirp Run up on them boys get murked Nigga sit down he can't stand me Curly black hair bright pink panties Blush on the vanity tanner with her ass out We don't have to love each other she just wanna cash out Stone Mountain bitch run it off a mixtape This is for my niggas up in Onyx getting shitfaced He just dropped a mixtape she got so excited Took her to a Clippers game and niggas ain't invited Drugs on the rider need to clean my act up Man I thought he was an actor Thought he was a fuckin' joke when I wrote them fuckin' notes Everything I do is dope I hope you niggas overdose I hope you niggas hear the truth so honest in my interviews Royalty I run the crew we them boys Yo I've been grindin' my whole life nigga Nah I'm talkin' 'bout I'm just sayin' I'm grindin' my whole life nigga Nah know I'm talkin' 'bout Yo I got some more I got some more yeah yeah Let me see Imma try and go in uh uhm Mothafuckin' right we the niggas huffin' OG In the club tryna keep it lowkey She was all on my D then we fell out of it 'Cause I'm never really there and she tired of it Real nigga shit real love real pain real intimate These niggas so scared I'm killin' it So serious gave the wrong young niggas money They gave the wrong young niggas money Gave the wrong young niggas money Schoolin' these niggas got so many zeros they think I'm a dummy Unlike these other niggas man I'm really from Atlanta This dark-skinned art student with light-skinned advantage I'm ahead of my time online messiah Who spits so much fire that you a God damned liar If you say he ain't hot numbers don't lie Niggas do though when they say he ain't cold Niggas need to learn code man I'm sick with the Python Mothafucka I'm ill born just to die that's the human curse The world in my words spit a universe I know they hate a nigga down in Spin Mag Worst album best song how you spin that The best part is that they love Chance But our fans are the same you should fuck with your man And I wonder what they'd say if that EP drop His verse was wack his verse was hot I'm on my jock 'cause I don't need these hoes They're all the same so I don't need these clothes Same white shirt with his nappy ass hair bitch do I look like I care Nah in the end they will notice that we've been God I watched these niggas switch jerseys when your team lost And yet it's bitch move nigga make the show 6 figures Then you fly to Kauai for a week off And his girl's body lookin' like a centaur They do what they can I do what I want Let's move it along the point of this song I think you doin' fine all the time drop a fuckin' bomb nigga Vietnam On my mom with my hand to God So my hand's on my fuckin' chest but you didn't notice Niggas hang around like we didn't notice Niggas can't help me but they want a selfie 'Cause their girl is a fan and they really love us Know behind closed doors You fuck with the kid or you still not sure Be a man about it Don't talk your shit and shake hands about it Be a man I doubt it I don't know I've been grindin' my life Why I'm looking so fly I'm just being me In my girl clutch White girls so twelve never really searched Smoke cars swear to god She need a bigger purse Royalty I'm the boss we ain't gotta work Lay it out on the island She Hawaiian wonder if she let me slide in The OG making noise like a firetruck I'mma show you how to do this Didn't mean to make you nervous The booty lookin' retro You can be the moon to me And I can be your spotlight And if you think I'm ballin' You should have seen me last night last night Down under surfin' on the Gold Coast I'm looking for the truth in a blunt And I ain't got a home So baby if you feel like you wanna leave I ain't afraid to drop a couple skymiles The game ain't easy We both deserve a little bit of timeout One more time Yeah nigga it's me again I'm still around I guess I win You hear me in your sister's room like all the time Gambino Girl forever on that bracelet that she bought online 'Cause I'm taking all your city like I'm Carmen San Diego I'm smoking I'm on fire I am blazin' don't get hurt To my white dudes it's a concert To my black nerds this is church From that NEw-York University dorm to The Emory Everyone hated me I'm more hip hop than you'll ever be You lookin dumb as hell man for ever sleepin' on him Your girl is not around she busy sleepin on him Will he fail Now that's the wrong conversation Terry Gross on the mic I'm the talk of the nation uh Black rock like a fuckin' Breaking Bad episode Somethin' for these black kids to call they own So when you skatin' in your driveway you not alone She stay down like that new coat that I bought her And the fly Rihanna girls be drinkin' my coconut water And I'm lookin' at her butt Thats that a twenty on twenty hindsight My shit be Jackson Jordan Bolton Keaton Tyson 5 Mikes Donald Glover no relation Always workin' no vacation They couldn't feel me no vocation Murder verses the only motive was motivation Money equals freedom I've wanted this since a three-year-old I've seen it all like I'm John Mayer's penis hole Bein' me that's something that's so unusual I've seen the future and the future go Why these other rappers do shit stupid While they be sleepin' I be onto that new shit Can't you hear me callin' out your name Oh can't you hear me callin' out your name It seems like they all want me to fail But I'm not going back Please tell me you don't want me to fail 'Cause I'm not going back I could've been a tragedy That's why these fake niggas who call me pussy are mad at me 'Cause they ain't have the smarts or the heart Ain't you read the fucking book Things Fall Apart I was never gonna stay the same All I ever really wanted was to change the game Spent the year kicking ass and taking names Try to tell it to your heart Taylor Dayne Mama told me I was special when them test scores came in Calling me the new Will Smith that's Jaden Calling me a faggot when I'm rapping that's hating I need to slow down what the fuck is y'all saying Step inside the party y'all niggas is mood killers My lifestyle simple live easy and Bruce Willis I'm the boss Michael Scott y'all bitches is just Phyllis Set the world on fire y'all motherfuckers is chillin' what is this That's why these fuckin' MCs want their asses back Don't you know that I'm a rapist Ask a track Whiskey sippin' wanna drink the whole bottle But these smart middle-class black kids need a role model Fuckin' hate me that's what I'm used to Suck a dick we the shit Metamucil God damn man there's gotta be a better way Than taking all these drugs so I can stay awake Like I'm Jessie in this bitch I'm so excited There's a party at the top you ain't invited But it's lame and all the bitches is fake You think about your old girl and how breaking up's a mistake Black dudes assume I'm closeted or kinda gay White people confused like girl on Glee and Gabourey IAmDonald is a full-time job These niggas want me to fail so they can write me off It seems like they all want me to fail But I'm not going back Dirty girls love my dick they're cockroaches Jewish girls eat my meat it's not kosher Relax black chick I think that I have offended thee Got nothing against the sisters I just don't think they're into me I am not a thug even if it's what they pretend to be I am just myself so let's say my worst enemy Yeah bitch cut the swag with a fucking knife I come hard like my life keep her pussy tight It's cool though it's all good You want a dude who keep it real and stay hood I'm sorry babe but I act me I don't act Black whatever that be I'm just happy these girls seem into me now Yeah they're looking for some animal style With this lettuce cheese bread-making sandwiches That's why you niggas fail like all of your parents' marriages Ran into Rashida Jones told me that she heard my song When I called her mixed like the crowd at my last show She said to write her something nice on the next track But she cute so I wrote her ass a whole rap Man I threw that shit away it felt dumb Believe me it was bad we're better off you're welcome I worked hard on that song like day and night That whole song made this one verse crazy right I guess it all goes somewhere you know that Like that bullshit you talked before Culdesac Couldn't see me as Spider-Man but now I'm spittin' venom Now you payin' attention pick your fucking face up When I wanna be a superhero I just wake up Renaissance man with a Hollywood buzz I refuse to go back to not liking who I was because Fake love these fake dreams These fake sounds All the things that we felt Your voice was screaming too loud I know what you're ready to be But it isn't with me So I'm ready to leave you alone I don't really wanna fight like this I don't ever wanna lose your kiss All I ever wanted was someone to hold onto I just wanna be your girl Everything you haven't heard Plus I just wanna be with you Extra bright I want y'all to see this Turn on the lights in here baby Know what I mean want you to see everything Hollering at this Japanese girl Asian mommy But is it too soon for Japanese girls Too tsunami Is it racist if I say she tastes like edamame Was I supposed to stay uncool Please remind me Yeah it's Cheezy ho I'm so cheesy ho my swag's got high cholesterol I know y'all girls I met them all You're her ex-man like Cannonball I ain't got shit to say to ya I'm known for bad behavior Man I went to the W from Double Tree Makin' out with girls who black and yellow like a bumblebee Can I live up to all this hype they have for me It's hard to tell But these girls I'm kissin' chase the blues away like Gargamel I'm back in the game coach put me in T-Pain flow all I do is win With a glass full of Macallan to mess me up And the cash we can throw at them unless we fuck After this I hit the highway I'm headin' west like I'm fuckin' blowin' Kanye Read the fuckin' news Huey Lewis nigga Donald Glover you don't have to call me Childish Except for when I'm flirting with your half-Latino stylist Photoshoot beach house playin' Beach House free wireless So I can post these pictures on my website of her smilin' I kissed this girl I've liked since back when I was just a sophomore What the fuck has changed Is it swagger Is it money I still dress the fuckin' same and my nose is still as ugly As the day you fuckin' met me They tellin' me I'm the rapper for these white kids 'Cause black kids can't possibly like the same shit I wanna bring you back to the studio try and get your number These black girls with natural hair who keep up with their tumblrs I like it when you tweet me you smell like baby lotion I wanna suck your breasts and finger blast to Frank Ocean Her pussy tastes like vanilla tasty ho Clown niggas then I kill 'em Gacy flow It's crazy how these labels and these blogs are on my dick I'm Pryor in his last years comedian who's sick Fuck but I am sick seriously I don't feel so good 'Cause I don't get sleep and I'm always travelin' And I don't go home and my friends don't call 'Cause I turned off my phone I've made mistakes I bumped my head Inside of this girl inside of my bed Whatever man I'm just havin' fun I'm sorry that I fucked her but now you know that she's not the one I'm doin' you a favor like every time I rhyme or write a script or do a movie There's a million ways to shine choose one Instead of what you're doing tonight Turn on the lights in here baby Extra bright I want y'all to see this Turn on the lights in here baby Know what I mean want you to see everything Now when they see us on the streets All they wanna do is take pics Skateboardin' down at Washington Square Lookin' for quarters Maybe afford a falafel for dinner ugh I'm so broke man scholarship apologin' Facebook messages from college kids who hollerin' Girls say we love you we go to your show You gotta do a show so we can come and molest you This rap stuff is magic I used to get called Oreo and Faggot I used to get more laughs when I got laughed at Oh you got a mixtape That's fantastic But everybody thought it was jokes though They half right the joke is I got flow so don't act like You ain't sittin' there with your friends like it can't be I know Donald Glover he weak man he campy I'm still knocked down but I up the ante Me and hip-hop that black Sid and Nancy let 'em know It's hard to make Hov the footsteps you followin' Especially when your niggas look like Carlton The pretty girls usin' skin so soft Only be likin' black dudes with their hats broke off Nigga you act too soft Fuck you I'm from the projects My mom was just workin' to give me options No live shows 'cause I can't find sponsors For the only black kid at a Sufjan concert Yeah so whatcha gonna do man You won't speak to the hood man If I was given one chance I think I could man These black kids want somethin' new I swear it Somethin' they wanna say but couldn't 'cause they embarrassed All I do is make the stuff I would've liked Reference things I wanna watch reference girls I wanna bite Now I'm firefly like a burning kite And you's a fake fuck like a fleshlight Even dudes who like me straight lookin' at me crazy Like how the hell he drop a EP and meet Jay-Z Girls used to tell me I ain't cool enough Now text me pics sayin' You could tear this up I don't really like shades big rims or jewelry But gettin' time of day from a model is new to me Bein' me isn't as hard as it used to be Now everyone sing the chorus man you do it so beautifully I guess I'm fucking now I'm getting used to it It's 'cause I shine and I ain't gotta use a crucifix Fuck the fussing and fighting and arguing to this and that I never text her back I know it's comin' quick wishin' I could fast forward Tell these nice girls they're the reason that I'm an asshole Omega to alpha male because of that dollar bill When I worked the mail room I ain't have a shot in hell I called her ass for two months and heard shit from her These girls couldn't care less when the chips under The chips are up and on my shoulder you heard me I take it out on girls who don't even deserve it The girls I tried to hit last year I still might Karma's a bitch who doesn't suck but I still like If we were kids I had the black K-swiss and reebok If we were kids I wouldn't act like this but we not You made a mistake These dudes man you bathing in apes Finding you is like finding Asians I hate But they say I got a fetish nah I'm skipping all of it Black or white girls always come with a set of politics That's all I was saying I'm a proud man They wanna holla when they see your name on SoundScan Her name Mercedes but she push a brown Focus And she's doing coke in front of me but act like I don't notice She see what she wanna see So I make her take Plan B in front of me Women talk shit on men like all day But it's Pete Wentz goes both ways They too busy stabbing hoes like OJ They too busy trapping pros like Kobe The only thing I put before me is do re If you had told me the truth we'd be ok Childish Gambino got that swagger All these pussy niggas 'round here don't matter All that I know is that I wanna dance with ya Move in closer before I'm gonna kiss ya Know that you know me don't act stupid You seem different tired of these groupies I'm on fire won't find figga Got big shots saying That's that nigga Hovy with glasses Weezy but geeky Girls in the lobby tryin' to meet me I ain't afraid to say it yeah I love these hoes And their glasses and their jacket and their hipster clothes Yes I'm always on tour what you mad at that for Slamming that thing like a Cadillac door I love fast women Jackie Joyner-Kersee Have your cake and eat it baby it's your birthday Mama you are with the right man Juno Tell me what you wanna do I will make it happen Yes I'm drinking whiskey baby I am gone tonight NBC is not the only thing I'm coming on tonight Gross why the fuck I say these things It isn't over haven't heard the chubby lady sing Everybody love me call a nigga Raymond These weak niggas always in your face like Raybans Yes I bring the heat girl fire for fireman Baby I'm your hero Donald for Spiderman I'm in love with you but this is not tennis And baby stay stacked like she bad at Tetris Rude boy I Rihanna that vagina Tell your boy good luck tryin' to find ya find ya Words that I made up you say my name like Picking out my fro with my fist comb I got a tab at the Stone baby this long My little brother was having a little trouble I hope that he doesn't care that it's in this song Koreatown lunchin' talking 'bout how to run things He said Atlanta wanted something Waka Jeezy and Future got the streets locked down Copycats making sure Tip keep that crown I'm fucking 'round with the truth went to see The Roots Quest brought me back on stage in a suit I went hard 'cause niggas say that I'm soft Even Black thought I maimed it a little hard I gotta be honest Feeling like the other stuff is kinda behind us Making jokes here and there done got us some dollars I'm tryna show the whole world what it is and it ain't a game He said homie stay the course ain't shit changed Weird night and everybody was tipsy Hanging out with Questlove reminiscing 'bout Whitney That reminds me I sent a long text message to my mom and pop I got the same speech when I left thirty Rock Shout out to my nigga Lud shout out to my nigga Swank For hanging at the crib and telling me what you think Speak from your heart and never compromise what you feel is real And never let these white people tell you how to feel Never let anybody tell you how to feel I wanted what they had back in the fourth grade Family vacas you know I did it all Just to see my little sis by a waterfall My great granddad bought his own freedom Walk barefoot to Virginia to start his own peanut farm So don't be alarmed man I'm royalty More swag pull back on the punchlines Starving every track means lunch time I'm a star how could I not shine Fuck boys chase hype and scrat chicks DG Lover ain't nothing to fuck with Dick-money ain't nothing to fuck with And what's a leader if he isn't reluctant Too bad for y'all I'm blasting off I'm not Asher Roth I don't sleep on my bread Dick riders stay close I might flash a ball Sometimes all this shit make a nigga feel guilty I used to sleep with them roaches Back of my mind though I hope the show gets cancelled Maybe then I can focus Hawaii touch down go ahead baby put your shades on East Side East Side to the gravestone Brown liquor but my girl in Bed-Stuy Nigga you got Drive like a sale at Best Buy Hold up hold up we can do better Put my voice on the track man that shit is much wetter At the studio at eight Hit the booth then eat nigga we ain't them nigga we ain't them Drop a line it's your Facebook status Said that shit about a week ago you still mad at us If there's something on your chest nigga let it out Whenever you need my hand I'll hold you down oh It's what they used to yell back in seventh grade My momma said she'd get me that new jacket When the cost go down Hit the office stole some Tommy Hill from lost and found Not bad for a family of foster child Lookin' fly man I'm flossin' now But them niggas saw through me Are you serious What is this Took the jacket off third period ellipsis Listening to Sky Is the Limit on my Walkman Thinking if Biggie can make it through it man then I can Dope-boy swag I always wanted that But my persona was always more of that Arthur Ashe But no love for the son of a commuter who was a radio head And okay at them computers at the post office It's funny how you smoke niggas then you start coffins All my people need throat lozenge My fear is dead ambition drove the hearse But niggas got me feelin' I ain't black enough to go to church Culture shock at barber shops 'cause I ain't hood enough We all look the same to the cops ain't that good enough The black experience is black and serious 'Cause being black my experience is no one hearin' us White kids get to wear whatever hat they want When it comes to black kids one size fits all The reason that they say I'm nothin' what they seen or heard's The same reason Will Smith always opposite Latino girls They only see you how they wanna see you 'Til you make them see you in some other way I'm trippin' off the other day 'Cause God knows what these white kids say and do You're not not racist 'cause The Wire's in your Netflix queue Subtle racism it's hard to pin it 'Cause you'd only understand if you were me for just a minute This one kid said somethin' that was really bad He said I wasn't really black because I had a dad I think that's kinda sad Mostly 'cause a lot of black kids think they should agree with that If you're a father you should stick around if you could 'cause even if you're bad at it you could Tiger Woods We warriors we all need senseis Change everything that we've done so far I mean just the way that we see each other I won't stop until they say James Franco is the white Donald Glover Yeah these niggas wanted Cookie but instead I gave 'em Loch Ness Sick Boi for life my swag is in a hospice Aimin' for the throne Jay and Ye said to watch that They ask me what I'm doin' and I said I'm stealin' rock back First off let me say I'm drunk off of shitty wine So I'll probably use the B word a couple times I used to love your fucking mouth you had enough of mine But what's the reason for you never gave me any sign When we were making out you kind of act like it was nothing Like you were doing it to prove you could do it or something You know I'm fine with getting fucked by girls who are my friends You fucked me in a different way I guess it all depends Texting on my day off Hey babe what's going on It's funny how I see you with these bad boys you hanging on I told ya I'm a soldier need a girl scout to tag-a-long Face down ass up that's the way you left me I thought there was a spark but we were missing Lisa Leslie You know it's fucking childish to write a song to get me I'm always fucking childish you knew that when you met me You ain't that fine bitch what the fuck you heard I love these shitty ass chicks I guess I'll never learn I hate it when you think you really getting something good And you don't listen to your dudes when you really should I got so many fucking girls I can't even count 'em There's probably six or seven girls who think this song's about them Never kiss in public but at home I am affectionate Fucking bitches left and right my dick is ambidextrous I know you probably texting this lyric to your friends Saying This nigga think he all that He fucking sucked in bed I think we both know that I worked that ass I hope your dude can keep it stretched yoga class I'm trying hard not to use a specific reference But you'll probably know that it's you after the first sentence So let me quit while I'm ahead like a penis tip If I never was in love with you I hope you know I'm meaning it 3 a.m. stare at the ceiling murder the feeling Spider crawl in the corner brown recluse So appropriate cornucopia so be it say I'm over it Look at my feet I put my sneakers in the trunk Pass a Fatburger through Atwater village Laugh for a minute couldn't cry for the life of me Park by the bridge sit on the hood Look at the cars stare at my hands look at the moon I can't find it it's gone what's wrong Didn't respond when I texted you last night Don't go gotta know please don't run away I'm a murderer what does that change Man is a star bound to a body inside of me Twenty million degrees burn a man to his knees Late at night in a hurry bought a McFlurry And half of an apple pie when I'm laughing I'm satisfied When I'm dying I'm still alive strange position I'm in a good mood so good I'mma kill that spider In spite of the kinda things that they told me Alone don't mean that you lonely Alone means you finally get it admit it Go home lock up the door fold up the clothes Watch cartoons for an hour turn off the lights Look at the recluse look at the recluse 'Bino will you be my baby daddy yup I'm too fresh man the world ain't never had me yup I'm too fresh man y'all ain't never gave me that Stone Mountain ain't no doubting and these niggas won't hold me back They wasn't hating him anyway My roommate exercise man he moving that heavyweight My girl ain't down to ride couldn't deal with my day to day I'm at my Grandma's house man like I don't know what to say Maybe I'm sorry but sorry don't pay the rent I promise to pay you back and I don't know where he at But tell him he missing out his grandson is cool as fuck And tell me who be standing when them other ones giving up Let's keep it spontaneous I don't need that rehearsal More flow man than Progressive commercials Get with the program 'cause the plus loan ain't putting us on I got month long before I take the bus home I know this music shit ain't shit And all these random niggas in my house make you anxious And I ain't never told you that our love would be painless But I was so in love with you I thought we could make it Damn I wasn't in it damn we wasn't finished Damn I got us tickets damn we went to Venice Prioritize on our lives and made you into a business That's why you wasn't surprised when I had made my decision Gotta make it 'cause if not I'm a failure my wallet Azalea And my brother still moving ain't no shit I can tell him Trying to keep him out of trouble but the cops is wilding It's nice to have a felon when the boys get violent The Mexicans tried to jump me at the club Funny thing was I thought they were stepping to show me love Grandma's couch my biggest fear and fantasy When I ain't in her arms all I'm making is enemies Here I'm screaming obscenities at a nigga Wanted to live bigger than me Them Edenwald projects was eatin' our concept Of anyone walking out what is you talking about Gun Hill Road made them summers feel cold On the same train that my parents met on Twenty years later and my thoughts still ghetto High off of pressure man that's a stiletto Got your own couch now but you don't feel better 'Cause if not I'm a failure There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever Pitch and it's bringing me out the dark Finally I can see you crystal clear Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare See how I'll leave with every piece of you Don't underestimate the things that I will do There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch and it's Bringing me out the dark The scars of your love remind me of us They keep Me thinking that we almost had it all The scars of your love they leave me I can't help feeling We could have had it all You had my heart inside of your hands We could have had it all You had my heart inside of your hands Baby I have no story to be told But I've heard one on you and I'm gonna make your head burn Think of me in the depths of your despair Make a home down there as mine sure won't be shared The scars of your love remind me of us They keep me thinking that we almost had it all The scars of your love they leave me breathless I can't help feeling we could've had it Swag You think that I keep fucking other girls you know I'm not Come back to me like hipsters to Blogspot Let me kiss you on your neck and make your heart stop I'll give your new dude a fat lip Pharcyde I wrote another song I'm not where I belong My eyes water when I see hers catalogue I never thought you were a cheater that was all I need to get ahold of my head jacking off You ran back to them grody-ass indie dudes James Perse cardigans scuffed-up tennis shoes Wow girl that's what you really wanted huh A Michael Cera knockoff I guess I wasn't white enough You said I wasn't capable of loving you I never was A twenty-something nigga touring the world with hella buzz I'm saying that my life's swell cortizone Fuck Macaulay Culkin never going home alone iPhone photos show 'em just to mock you Read your Twitter messages too proud to block you You know that his glasses fake That's why I'm dating girls now whose asses ain't Damn Donald why you gotta be so mean I'm a nice guy that's why you broke up with me You probably in the club dancing to this right now Play it cool text me when you walk out It's just childish I know it's your first I will try to be gentle Worst rapper to ever spit on an open mic Worst rapper to ever get on so many likes Worst rapper to ever blow up and over night Young black and gifted but he still in America Heard the flow was getting better is he sleeping with Erykah They passing me they demos these rappers I think it's funny 'Cause they tryna get my demo young white kids with money I promise worst rapper iTunes most played It's just me and both Macs self made self paid Headlines saying he leaving to be a rapper I drive until it's dirty please somebody call the Brinks truck That OG I might so Avengers keep it lowkey Well I'm sitting on top of the world There's only one second secure But I can't get it back My life is a sham no time to react breathe Find solace in the fact my ball bigger Pause like dog fingers Give a fuck 'bout y'all niggas Get the point like ball kickers I do shit eat good need a toothpick Your girl play my music So that's thumbs down to your new shit Buddha stance in a forest on the ayahuasca I'm as high as copters binoculars Looking down on my confidence Truly honest man I wish there was more of us freaking out I wet the bed the first night on my tour bus God damn what're you doing man I can't name a lot of rappers that you better than He hates women and himself I won't give him the chance Tear myself down first to make 'em pay in advance Heard a lot of y'all talking behind his back When he walking out Me and Fam in the corner what are they talking 'bout The same dudes who laughing after you go Be the same dudes emailing asking you 'bout your show Me and my homies making flicks Me and my homies making beats Me and my homies making hits Me and my homies hit the spot roll with us gold diggers I don't really like those niggas Childish like goldfishes We saw this kid get shot up by the cops in Atlanta They shot through his Phantom And tandem cannons were blamming him He was standing there like twenty seconds before Now he gasping for air bullet holes inside of his dome What's the point I don't know Why am I here Why am I alive Why do you care Living real everyday what was your undoing Khalifa's first name now there's urine on him Damn 'Bino why you gotta do it to em New shit new shit alert never fake There's levels to the shit like a wedding cake My new girls so pretty that the world shine My new girls getting kissed by the coast line My new girl so pretty we can bovine Worst rapper ever how I'm giving out a cosign Chance The Rapper yeah that nigga crazy Big brother little brother lifestyle wavy I don't wanna be alone 'Cause ya know somewhere inside I cannot find The feeling I got from you No somewhere inside I cannot find The feeling I got from you oh Hard for a Pitchfork soft for a Roc-a-Fella Music was my side chick but now we're moving in together Always felt misunderstood I guess I have to tolerate My swag Jehovah Witness dude it never take a holiday Jeans brown leather jacket on Thick Filipino chick homemade bracelet Her booty make her just a rapper she ain't gotta say shit I'm someone they admire Set the game ablaze I'm an arcade fire Laughed at my rise like my motion was funny Yes ashy to classy my lotion is money The ride is easy when the dollar's there to grease the wheels Now everybody tell me what to do and how to feel It seems the more I try to connect with the world I am feeling more alone than I ever have felt before I wanna pick up the phone ask my dad how to handle it But what will happen when my dad's not there to answer it I try to clear my mind of thoughts that only slow me down Like when these niggas called me faggot and we homies now But we are not homies I just keep you around 'Cause all your talkin' is the noise I need to kill the sound Of all these voices tellin' me no one can help me out We are alone I'm just the only one to figure out You are the bestest I will obey you These words I wrote for you when you were fuckin' other dudes The only thing I need from you now is some solitude Actions over words girls will be girls that's all it proves I used to be this guy sittin' with an open heart Now my computer screen's the only place I feel a spark I don't fuck with fake bitches Except for when I fuck with fake bitches Of these girls who wouldn't talk to me a year ago Chick askin' for money she get zero though Here I go again talkin' money women and clothes and cars right You could switch all of my words out with Plies' right People sayin' we're the same please come from under me We are just some rappers got no luxury of subtlety No subjects when we're rappin' we say it like we hear it I put it on a track and I hope you get the spirit 'cause I don't wanna be alone 'Cause ya know somewhere inside I cannot find The feeling I got from you No somewhere inside I cannot find The feeling I got from you Y'all better watch out 'Cause big trouble's on the mic now I knock all of your lights out With my verse y'all be cursed explodin' like some fireworks You step to me and you're gonna get creamed Corn all up in your teeth you reek You're the opposite of chic ya freak Your rhymes are like antiques nobody wants 'em They throw 'em all away Rhymin' from the get go like your brain is on delay Matter of fact yo you better get a checkup Go ask your doctor why you be so ugly from the neck up A hug can be the most wonderful thing Two arms wrapped around you like a mother's wing But we're so selfish when we are blue Doesn't a hug deserve a hug too Yeah Crew's comin' at ya Say it twice don't forget it y'all better catch up To where we're at You're behind the times can't compete with our dope rhymes So you better say your goodbyes We got Francois Blitz Comet the Jersey kid on the beats You know we rocks it Demolition the dopest girl on the mic And Alpha Dog I bark the truth my verses be all nice and tight The crew shines brighter than a Quasar But you're bizarre Yes you sir are a loser So cover up that freakish dome and head back home and take your poems Hey Mordecry or I mean Mordecai Didn't mean to diss you please don't run away and hide Saw you sobbin' at that movie A Very Happy Bride Here I'll pass you a tissue try and have some male pride 'Cause the ladies don't like your sensitive side Like Margaret for example but I guess that's implied She won't get with you she just won't get with you Not gonna get with you Never gonna get with you What is this place this magical field It's wide and it's open nothing's concealed It's scenic and peaceful for us to enjoy Why this is the park Good show old boy A place of great beauty for plenty to use It inspires us all so go spread the news To man woman child or begging cowboy This is the park Good show old boy The key to this place puts a smile on your face It is the people that it does employ Why this is the park Good show old boy Mordecai Rigby Friends don't let down other friends You guys are losers Your attitude is unappealing some would say quite rude Your shoes are colorful Come on tough guy why are you tongue-tied Watch out everybody looks like grandpa's 'bout to cry Weathering a righteous storm the rainiest of days Friends stick together through thick and thin always We're sorry Pops we were acting like fools We hope you can forgive us for being complete tools Your poems aren't lame they're really works of art If we're gonna win this battle we gotta do it from the heart Beauty is in the center of all that you see Simple yet complex and fully textured And beauty be a part of all that you be For you are the best rhymers that I've ever heard Why you talkin' 'bout beauty man Don't understand what that's got to do with you fool You guys are like spoiled hams in a can Super bland expiration date's overdue The canning of meat is quite a sweet treat So thanks for comparing us so Your words are inspiring ideas so concrete You really put on quite a show Okay hold up you wanna talk words and verbs But your face is distracting so ugly it bugs me Take care of that mess and sweep it under the rug please So trust me you're only taking matters from bad to worse Only solution is to turn around and reverse A gift to us new perspective on things Life looking different from where you stand true So much to discover so spread your wings And take flight for a birds-eye view Okay this be gettin' serious You guys are delirious are you hearin' this Talkin' 'bout positive things but you ain't got no game And it's plain to see your strange to me 'cause we be Shining like diamonds y'all be petty cash Nice mustache conquistadors be wanting it back In fact what are you A rat a squirrel some kind of fat meerkat who thinks he's rad And look at that your bird friend's dropping words absurd again Useless bits of rhymes that expose the nerd in him You think Alpha Dog is gonna lay down and let you win Head be all inflated I guess just like a giant blimp It's been some time since I felt this way Challenged by such worthy opponents Your rhyme-scheme is good but you're missing a few components You may say things that hurt or some that will sting But for you it's all just posturing Look inside and be true to some real feelings And the world will be yours I'm assuring So I thank you good sirs for this great contest It's certainly been lots of fun But there's nothing you can say to put me to rest So really I've already won Now that we have found this love baby I can't explain my feel oh Now that we have found this love baby I've never felt this real oh Loving you is all I know baby You make me feel so high oh no I just wanna feel your love baby You know I'm down to ride When your song is on and your hand's in mine And I'm holding you tight make it feel good Let me hold it down I'm so glad we found It's whenever you like make it feel good Now that we have found this love baby These haters can't say shit oh I know sometimes it's hard when I'm so far Let's go somewhere far away baby Where we don't need no phone oh 'Cause now that we have found this love baby When your song is on and your hand's in mine And I'm holding you tight make it feel good Let me hold it down I'm so glad we found It's whenever you like make it feel good I used to walk on the beach at night The best time was when well me and you We got all our friends and we got a tent We slept in it Not the whole night but just enough time Magic happened nothing was born luckily It's up to me but Then we left The times have changed The pleasures that I feel They say you never say never it's real Electric eels in the water we should probably not go deep I like to stare at you and look at you when you sleep I'd like to write a poem for you leave it for you in your room Under the moon romance Hold on brother I used to dream every night now I never dream at all I'm hopin' that it's 'cause I'm livin' everything I want I used to wake up in a bed between my mom and aunt Playing with this Land Before Time toy from Pizza Hut My dad works nights putting on a stone face He's saving up so we can get our own place In the projects man that sounds fancy to me They called me fat nose my mom say You handsome to me Mrs. Glover ma'am your son is so advanced But he's acting up in class and keeps peeing in his pants And I just wanna fit in but nobody was helping me out They talking hood shit and I ain't know what that was about 'Cause hood shit and black shit is super different So I'm talking hood shit and cool it now like New Edition Mom and dad wouldn't listen They left the Bronx so I wouldn't be that All their friends in New-York deal crack It's weird you think that they'd be proud of 'em But when you leave the hood They think that you look down on 'em The truth is we still struggle on a different plane Seven dollars an hour with vouchers it's all the same Facebook messaging hopin' that could patch up shit Yeah Dad lost his job mama worked at Mrs. Winner's Gun pulled in her face she still made dinner Workin' two jobs so I can get into that white school And I hate it there They all make fun of my clothes and wanna touch my hair And my uncle on that stuff that got my grandma shook Drug dealers roughed him up and stole his address book He's supposed to pay 'em back He owe 'em money but his bank account is zero So my momma made us sleep with Phillips heads Under the pillow like that would do somethin' But she's got six kids she's gotta do somethin' She don't want me in a lifestyle like my cousin And he mad 'cause his father ain't around He lookin' at me now like Why you so fuckin lucky I had a father too But he ain't around so I'mma take it out on you We used to say I love you now we only think that shit It feels weird that you're the person I took sink baths with Street took you over I want my cousin back The world sayin' what you are Because you're young and black don't believe 'em You're still that kid who kept the older boys From teasin' for some reason There's a world we can visit if we go outside Can you hear me now Oh help us Lord There's a bottom to the top of a moment You won't always be around Catch a nigga coming quickly behind you People want you underground Do you misbehave Haunt you to your grave I'm going to eat you alive Please don't find me rude But I don't eat fast food So don't run too fast She make a movie with her friends Put it up in a minute Everybody say it now Ain't no loop at the minute Everybody saying I'ma show you what it done But enough for a finish Pay attention you listen You keep losing your mind How you want to loop this shit But looking like a Vine But they no pay for no privilege Now she broke in Koreatown In the condo you rented Better get your percentage She must've fucking lost her mind yeah He want to move to California He want to hang with DC Fly All the people all around and the follower people I go make a girlfriend giggle Make her feel so official make it Serena Vista Supernova new residual making money a little Make the smoker illegal Make the living illegal Make the laughing illegal Make it snap for a people When you make a movie now Know you making no difference It's a tickle on the mind 'Fore me finish your sentence So go pimp a like on Vine But don't pay for the privilege Now you broke in Koreatown In the condo you rented Better get your percentage Oh you broke in Koreatown In that condo you rented Better get your percentage In California she must've fucking lost her mind yeah He want to move to California He want to hang with DC Fly Small chick with a fat ass Did I say that out loud Let me back track I know my game ain't that bad Have you ever made out with a Gap ad And girls want what they can't have So I don't text back when the screen flash You love me You mean cash Need a friend you can fuck I can be that Crush girls now couldn't last year Oh you like me now Well that's weird Last year you were chillin' with Lil Wayne Now you wanna pretend like my feelings is still the same My work is my playtime I need you to understand and to stay fine Do this and I just might wife you Let me poke you ma Raichu Fuck your life I don't really think I drank enough tonight Looking at you make me wanna fuck for life Lame ass dudes gon' suck tonight But so are these girls am I wrong or right Girl do somethin' to me Y'all girls have never been good for me Watch a nigga take over mutiny I wanna fuck with the lights on Hey girl let a python slide on Stay sick infect me Lysol I'm on the edge they hoping that I might fall I make it work I'm running with a new crew And we do dope shit you ain't used to For me by me fuck Fubu This girl never heard of me go and check YouTube I got a house with a dope view But enough about high school I'm getting laid or I'm getting lied to You number one in The Pack Based God Should I say something dumb to give us something to fight about Never mind lights out I want the lights turned on Show me how you do it Show me what you doing I don't wanna lose Have them lights turned on show me what you doing Show me what you do to me Talking on Twitter see where to go next She look like the Social Network chick Except for her ass is twice as thick man Just wanna bite that shit Where the fuck did my license went I must've left it at the other place I rent a loft downtown with a ton of space Yeah we doing stupid shit have stories when I'm older But I don't wanna see pictures of us on Vulture Never thought about a year ago I'm chillin' out with the friends at the Super Bowl Things change like a motherfuck That's why I wild out keep the city up Uh I talk a lot about the girls in my songs But you are different from the girls in my songs Stop talking 'bout the girls in my songs If you don't like it I can just take you home More green than the top of these tree trunks Leave your boyfriend here 'cause he bunk By the way what's your name 'cause we drunk I want the lights turned on Show me how you do it Show me what you doing I don't wanna lose Have them lights turned on show me what you doing I want the lights turned on Show me how you do it Show me what you doing I don't wanna lose Have them lights turned on show me what you doing I want the lights turned on Show me how you do it Show me what you doing I don't wanna lose Have them lights turned on show me what you doing Show me what you do to me One time I was at the beach And we were looking at the stars And this girl was laying next to me And the blanket that we had was had stars on it as well So it looked liked we were just floating in an abyss Honestly when I see her face I just smile I guess I mean our cars came and the lights were on so we could see what the waves look like I'll be waiting here on the sand I remember that first night You were wearing a power ranger black T-shirt So was I a different color so was Moey and his brother Not as pure so insecure The times have changed But really we just looked up at the stars For a couple hours turned off all the lights on the cars The world was ours it was yours and it was mine The time flew by like it was prime time and I'm inside of Life you shouldn't be my wife you should just be with me On this beautiful night Maybe we can make things right Maybe we can do it without any spite It's just for tonight and we hope it doesn't end So we drive back to our homes chilling with our friends Balling like Jabari Parker they say I look like him If we met bet it would be awkward break out the Sudafed 'Cause the flow cold like a SoCo This that call yo grandma you ain't ready yet Verbal mania imma show you the illest get my cousin to kill it Had a flow but you steal it I'm in the mood so we ball out Got the top down in the back we could fall out We could fall out nigga we could fall out Your girlfriend push a Prius she giving me that genius Mensa we that Tony Danza Wine on the rug man you know that shit expensive I'm on that Willy Wonka green so Blanka Vape so good and the pot like lobster Nigga imma monster fuck it I'm a monstar Man I got this beat I'm going ham like a cop car That's unless you see me pulling up on the boulevard Turn them flashing lights at least you know who you really are We are becoming god I guess this ending's the best for me But I can't leave you behind You know that I never wanted to see what's on your mind Yo it's kinda hard not to like get fucking cheesy on this shit But does that even matter My nigga Jaden Smith dropping jewels and niggas don't believe him 'cause he's Jaden Smith But it's all about packaging right Real shit though good and bad is all relative man It really is a lot of niggas is sheep We don't even know what we like anymore We just know what the most hype is Shit do you really like that shit you like Or you like the way they gave it to you Pepsi Coca-Cola same thing Dave Chapelle said that the one that taste the best Was the one that was paying him the most at the time That's all that happens with us man We some weak niggas man all of us Followers sheeps plural made that shit up Apologin' ain't no real word my nigga We know this but he knows more 'cause he broke the rules that don't even fucking exist man Funny thing is man is like as a futurist And I can call myself a futurist Nobody is even going to give a fuck until I'm gone So does it even matter Yes it does Investing time on writing lies slightly truth without a clue I met my higher self pissing off the roofs of drunken goofs He said keep the mic smelly like a rotten tooth And all your fears forgotten when the Cap is in the booth I'm an angel in an agony of flame Feathers growing at the mention of my name reinvention of my shame I'm a slave to the darkness of my innermost cave And all these words I hold tighter than a glowstick at a rave nigga Dance around the camp fire buttnaked blowing trees Could give a single fuck if somebody sees I'm free Red V bleed out a scarlet letter kill a king And I'll sitting ready for whatever weather the seasons sing Picking up expensive habits chasing after little rabbits Hope they lead me to a place of magic Sad at all the times I never thought I had it Losing all these memories and y'all doubt it matters Mouth to a Pellegrino bottle color of envy Who the fuck is Gambino I hand a waitress a benji To act like she never met me I'm saying though They want the game changed when your shit on the radio Fruit was so hanging low I didn't even bother She tryna land Obama's man she get it from her mama I don't blame her I tame her give her something to visualize On my couch watching American Dad Man those new Celine bags are so to die for I'm in that Porsche on Prozac them suicide doors Watch her walk as the death becomes her 'Cause Mrs. Tarantino kill bills no wonder My heaven is the present so maybe this is it Pray to God every night to make me believe he exists Drink a fifth of vodka I don't need no sponsor Heard a preacher holler make him hold these souls Little hands little feet Tiny heart tiny beat Oh thinkin' 'bout the time we spent falling in love together I don't wanna leave you I don't wanna deceive you But oh when mama cries from daddy's lies Oh my please don't take him away mama Don't take him away oh 'Cause I've had my time oh Don't take my baby boy Don't take my pride and joy I hope I stay close I hope I stay close All the pain all the tears Many nights many years This love for me is fading You waited but I never came home to you I've never lied about us We were never supposed to be together When you see me with some other one And they know your son Oh please don't take him away You say you won't but you will yes you will 'Cause I've had my time oh Don't take my baby boy Don't take my pride and joy I hope I stay close I hope I stay close There was a time before you And there will be a time after you Though these bodies are not our own Walk tall little one walk tall Let me hold you let me hold you Hangin' out with Kilo Kish smokin' on that keisha I'mma need that visa I'm working on everything that I'm touching man I'm bussin' two white Russians drinking themselves But it's still ain't nothing yo It's East side if you can't tell North Decatur and Glendale So fuck you all if you don't like me good Put that on my partner man I wish a nigga would I say we ain't playing man I hope that's understood I'm in my zone though fucking round Eating my mamas salmon but skipping on the risotto Girl said that she need the follow tweet her and she'll do any Man I'm trying to stay off readin' em makes me angry On the back on the tour bus recording the two of us Stacks at the Apple store man this ballin' is new to us Trying to make amends bailing on all my friends Niggas went to the club sent a beat to Gucci instead Man I'm feelin' right my nigga Fam yelling don't stop And half my crew is always faded on some lowtop Stopped drinking for the most part My only vices all our pictures on my laptop Screaming at me saying I ain't what you really want Christina's parents baby all I make is Milians We got the shows we got the paper but I want respect So tell them haters we ain't quitting yet One love the thing that hasn't changed My parents lost their job it's so cold in the A Now that I'm one percent I send most of it home I want to stunt but she need to pay off her student loans And everybody saying Get it while you hitting man Dude is so stupid popping anything they hand me On that parking lot pimping and politicking in Miami In that home of the D where they sell that cake batter Heard a voice in the back hate from all the fake rappers That I shitted on shitted on Shitted on shitted on Rap your soul dude let the mic blaze Show 'em A-Town East Side all day I put it on I put it on Life is somethin' and love is at a climax I ain't even started Was it stupid I departed Man probably but now we do the things we always wanted I'm proud of me 'cause I am undoubtedly a force to be reckoned with Please somebody cum laude me Graduated anticipated the hatred and doubted me Not a prodigy just a hard worker from the Dean's List But most these rappers doin' so-so like a seamstress Late ass nights come from long days Doin' all the right things in the wrong ways Doin' all the wrong shit for the right reasons Sprinklin' midnight game call it night seasoning Haters get salty give 'em cholesterol Trill O.G mop up the floor with the best of y'all Then dry that bitch off with the rest of y'all And catch a flight to Rio de Janero for la festival Yeah and that's word to fit a baldy Ball hard like it's cement inside of my Spalding And I'll break your face with a no look pass Now back to your parking lot pimp with yo little hook ass I use harsh words 'cause these are hard times And trill-ass people nowadays they're such a hard find So it's one eye open if I could peep 'em And one on the scope so if they frontin' I can sleep 'em Man my flow is so parabolic The energy'll blow you over even if you're brolic Goddamn it now that's one for the Googlers That fell sleep on they desk and never step their noodle up Takin' lames out never been new to us The hardest part of this shit is figurin' which of you to bust Rest in peace to them niggas who was dead wrong Toni Braxton to them niggas that's a sad song Cry a river Timberlake the whole industry Record the whole album in my living room in Italy Niggas who wasn't feelin' me secretly want a handout Keep your mouth shut I can probably help your man out Drop a new stack all lames get to steppin' Drop a new track all blogs go to heaven Kill the web man these niggas need they hits up Kiss her neck add a dime to the tip cup She is not a slut fuck a dude who says so Just because she's fuckin' doesn't mean she ain't a lady Kill the whole stage I never needed a mic check Semen on my spacebar fuckin' tired of Skype sex Runnin' with a new breed me and Bun B This hip-hop nation that big country Nigga please We ain't stop for no one Wu-Tang Generator name I'm a shogun Wu-Tang Generator name watch him smoke one Talk a lot of shit but none of them will approach him Gambino got first position the game is ballet So graceful drive he don't need a valet So angel fly as I wanna be Mercy somebody show these niggas can't hurt me But you're still the same There's somethin' inside you It's hard to explain They're talking about you boy But you're still the same I'm afraid of the future I'm afraid my parents won't live long enough to see my kids I'm afraid my show will fail I'm scared my girl will get pregnant at not the exact time we want I'm scared I'll never reach my potential I'm afraid she's still in love with that dude I feel like I'm letting everyone down I'm afraid people hate who I really am I'm afraid I hate who I really am I'm scared people will find out what I masturbate to I'm afraid I'm here for nothing I feel that this will feel pretentious I'm scared I'll never grow out of Bro Rape I'm afraid people think I hate my race I'm afraid people think I hate women I hate people can say anything I hate caring what people think I'm afraid there's someone better for you or me I'm afraid this is all an accident I'm scared I'll be Tyrese I'm afraid Dan Harmon hates me I'm scared I won't know anything ever again I'm scared I never knew anything I'm afraid I'll regret this I'm afraid this doesn't matter at all I didn't leave Community to rap I don't wanna rap I wanted to be on my own I've been sick this year I've seen a bunch of people die this year This is the first time I've felt helpless I take her round the corner then I gave the ho a bonus Bitches wanna bone us we ain't cubic zirconia But I will never own 'em so to me them bitches loners Bank roll thick like that neck on Sabonis But I will never trick you just get dick and balonis Take that tenderoni and now she ride my pony And cheese came with it like a snatch of pepperoni You a she nigga run you back like a repeat Too high can't come down Fandango my mandingo we should do a movie Groupies lookin' like the Yakuza in my Jacuzzi Excuse me I'm on that ooey my pockets are life with Louis Euros is different colors my wallet look like a Coogi He who speakin' the least is Chief Keefin' the peace Leavin' seeds in yo niece prayin' that she ain't late Sprayin' like that nine now that shit my namesake 'Bino you so nasty ass like an ashtray Smokin' Flying Lotus used to be Jehovah's I'm in yo girl and now she feeling Polish like pierogies They hopin' that they smoke us N'aw man never that Trippin' off that earwax Danny Brown and D-Stacks Ill pandemic man that shit be everywhere Midas is your highness and you Haribo like Gummi bears Why I'm fly like a cockpit you don't fly like a ostrich Stupid shit like a mosh pit can't believe this is Toxic I ain't lovin' these fake hoes room smellin' like 8 Swishers Room service like NBA I'm ballin' nigga All them niggas fallin' like Autumn nigga Talkin' shit I saw them niggas now their daughter want a picture Rough ain't it Fuck famous Niggas too real got the most haters Wrote a story so Stephen Curry how it feel to be golden Why was I chosen Hanalei Bay with my bae what can I say I did it my timin' was perfect I'm comin' they know it Becomin' the last great American poet The flow Lindsay Lohan Tired nigga retire nigga My word is art like a hieroglyphic What island is this Cabernet I can smell her talk She wanna swim but can barely walk She 'fraid of sharks she'd hate my lawyer Atlanta Georgia got somethin' for yah I'm doin' somethin' stay wit' it I sport the Oakland A fitted 'Cause it's moneyball and I'm throwin' funny But all the kids'll go get it God dammit I'm ill I got one question for the haters is your girl on the pill They can't let a nigga live 'cause the life is better Eighty-five everyday why'd I bring this sweater I fell asleep on the beach tiny pink umbrella Fell out of my drink she yellin' What we doin' tonight Fifty grands their first week you ain't doin' it right Young Bino best friends with the show promoters Good year my career is floatin' it's all me 'Cause I stay real the worst pain niggas don't feel 'Cause they ain't feel a nigga tried to kill a nigga But he still went stupid Silver stones on her and the game so clueless These niggas ain't us Hopin' that I diss you back so I can make you famous I'm just tired of haters The AK goin' off sound like cicadas We the clique all day man I'm so Decatur Me and Fam backstage yeah I know you hate us But you gotta pay us Let 'em speak at my peak in the game for a minute But I don't know how All these light skinned niggas came back in style Ye lied to us pretty girls at my concerts Flow so cold so you know it was my verse Stank attitude but I like the way she diddy bop Puffin' white O's body bang somethin' Nitty Scott They want the old Bino so they try to rewind The new Bino too ahead of his time In a couple of years they'll have to say I birthed a couple careers Chances are I get your boy a couple of ears you know it To love you all the time I don't have words for this part But I know it should sound like this To love you all the time Runnin' through the moment as the sun goes down And all I ever wanted was to hear that sound I stunt hard I make it work yeah Childish Gambino lame niggas never heard of it Sick Boi is the crew fuck these niggas with a dirty dick When these mothafuckas gonna understand I'm serious I'm hard in the paint like I fuck her on her period James Dean swag leather jacket white t-shirt Rolled up sleeves nigga lookin' like a greaser Word is born baby my dictionary's in labor Listen to the Culdesac and know that was an ultimatum man Why nobody wanna admit they like me just a little bit Won't be on the freshmen list guess I'll just keep spittin' shit Never be the rapper with six hundred dollar shades No iced-out chain Rod Lavers all day I was hopin' they would see me just for me dope rhymer They do me like my first house no co-signer See you usin' qualifiers you don't even know Even though I was rappin' back when Lance had chemo ho Even flow Pearl Jammin' niggas can't leave me alone I keep a bone for these girls who liked me back when green was low Feel me though my thoughts Runnin' through the moment as the sun goes down And all I ever wanted was to hear that sound But it's all for you to prove it keep on movin' keep on usin' My shine my shine my shine Gambeezy make it work somethin' let me check the syntax Don't add an eezy to my name 'cause it has never been that Aladdin on you fuckers prince of the game from street rat Dudes fall off too steep like tea bags Steady movin' don't worry about where I'mma be 'Cause I'mma be on these tracks like indie girls on Amelie Honesty I'm rappin' 'bout everything I go through Everything I'm sayin' I'm super sayin' like Goku Fuck nerdcore fuck backpack Fuck rap cool I make cool rap I make music for wack blacks to blast back In fact I swear the track I lie on's my last track Running through the moment as the sun goes down And all I ever wanted was to hear that sound But it's all for you to prove it keep on movin' keep on usin' My shine my shine my shine Ooh take me higher Running through the moment as the sun goes down And all I ever wanted was to hear that sound But it's all for you to prove it keep on movin' keep on usin' My shine my shine my shine Ooh take me higher I never knew a love like this Gotta be somethin' for me to write this Queen I ain't seen you in a minute Wrote this letter and finally decide to send it Signed sealed delivered for us to grow together Love has no limit let's spend it slow forever I know your heart is weathered by what studs did to you I ain't gon' assault them 'cause I probably did it too Because of you feelings I handle with care Some niggas recognize the light But they can't handle the glare You know I ain't the type to walk around with matchin' shirts If relationship is effort I will match your work I want to be the one to make you happiest And hurt you the most They say the end is near it's important that we close To the most high Regardless of what happen on Him let's rely There are times When you'll need someone I will be by your side There is a light that shines Special for you and me It's important we communicate And tune the fate of this union to the right pitch I never call you my bitch or even my boo There's so much in a name and so much more in you Few understand the union of woman and man And sex and a tingle is where they assume that it land But that's fly by night for you and the sky I write For in these cold Chi night's moon you my light If Heaven had a height you would be that tall Ghetto to coffee shop through you I see that all Let's stick to understandin' and we won't fall For better or worse times I hope to me you call So I pray every day more than anything Friends will stay as we begin to lay This foundation for a family love ain't simple Why can't it be anything worth havin' you work at annually Granted we known each other for some time It don't take a whole day to recognize sunshine It's kind of fresh you listen to more than hip-hop And I can catch you in the mix from beauty to thrift shop Plus you shit pop when it's time to Thinkin' you fresh suggestin' beats I should rhyme to At times when I'm lost I try to find you You know to give me space when it's time to My heart's dictionary defines you it's love and happiness Truthfully it's hard tryin' to practice abstinence The time we committed love it was real good Had to be for me to arrive and it still feel good I know the sex ain't gon' keep you But as my equal it's how I must treat you As my reflection in light I'ma lead you And whatever's right I'ma feed you Yo I tell you the rest when I see you peace There are times When you'll need someone I will be by your side There is a light that shines special for you and me I'll take my chances Before they pass You need to look at the other side You'll agree and to the beat Com Sense'll be the sure shot come on I met this girl when I was ten years old And what I loved most she had so much soul She was old school when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me On the regular not a church girl she was secular Not about the money those studs was checkin' her But I respected her she hit me in the heart A few New York niggas had did her in the park But she was there for me and I was there for her Pull out a chair for her turn on the air for her And just cool out cool out and listen to her Sittin' on a bone wishin' that I could do her Eventually if it was meant to be then it would be 'Cause we related physically and mentally And she was fun then I'd be geeked when she'd come around Slim was fresh joe when she was underground Original pure untampered a down sister Boy I tell you I miss her Now periodically I would see Ol' girl at the clubs and at the house parties She didn't have a body but she started gettin' thick quick Did a couple of videos and became Afrocentric Out goes the weave in goes the braids beads medallions She was on that tip about stoppin' the violence About my people she was teachin' me By not preachin' to me but speakin' to me In a method that was leisurely so easily I approach She dug my rap that's how we got close But then she broke to the West Coast and that was cool 'Cause around the same time I went away to school And I'm a man of expandin' so why should I stand in her way She probably get her money in L.A. And she did stud she got big pub but what was foul She said that the pro-black was goin' out of style She said Afrocentricity was of the past So she got into rap hip-house bass and jazz Now black music is black music and it's all good I wasn't salty she was with the boys in the hood 'Cause that was good for her she was becomin' well-rounded I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit Just havin' fun not worried about anyone And you could tell by how her titties hung I might've failed to mention that this chick was creative Once the man got to her he altered her native Told her if she got an image and a gimmick That she could make money and she did it like a dummy Now I see her in commercials she's universal She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle Now she be in the burbs lookin' rock and dressin' hippie And on some dumb shit when she comes to the city Talkin' bout poppin' Glocks servin' rocks and hittin' switches Now she's a gangsta rollin' with gangsta bitches Always smokin' blunts and gettin' drunk Tellin' me sad stories now she only fucks with the funk Stressin' how hardcore and real she is She was really the realest before she got into showbiz I did her not just to say that I did it But I'm committed but so many niggas hit it That she's just not the same lettin' all these groupies do her I see niggas slammin' her and takin' her to the sewer But I'ma take her back hopin' that the shit stop 'Cause who I'm talkin' about y'all is hip-hop I used to love her went and fucked up all the shit y'all Hands to the Heavens no man no weapon Formed against yes glory is destined Every day women and men become legends Sins that go against our skin become blessings The movement is a rhythm to us Freedom is like religion to us Justice is juxtapositionin' us Justice for all just ain't specific enough One son died his spirit is revisitin' us True and livin' livin' in us resistance is us That's why Rosa sat on the bus That's why we walk through Ferguson with our hands up When it go down we woman and man up They say Stay down and we stand up Shots we on the ground the camera panned up King pointed to the mountain top and we ran up One day when the glory comes It will be ours it will be ours One day when the war is won We will be sure we will be sure Now the war is not over victory isn't won But we'll fight on to the finish and when it's all done We'll cry glory Selma is now for every man woman and child Even Jesus got his crown in front of a crowd They marched with the torch we gon' run with it now Never look back we done gone hundreds of miles From dark roads he rose to become a hero Facin' the league of justice his power was the people Enemy is lethal a king became regal Saw the face of Jim Crow under a bald eagle The biggest weapon is to stay peaceful We sing our music is the cuts that we bleed through Somewhere in the dream we had an epiphany Now we right the wrongs in history No one can win the war individually It takes the wisdom of the elders and young people's energy Welcome to the story we call victory The comin' of the Lord my eyes have seen the glory When the war is won when it's all said and done We'll cry glory oh glory My motto is Chicago bitch Everybody know you sweet what the problem is Don't play dumb I'm the one that acknowledged it Son of a bitch I imagine what your father is Acting all hard when he hardly like that You gon' mess around and make me catch a body like that 'Cause every song you make Joe is really ho music I heard you said you wasn't a bitch because you sing You a bitch because you cling like a bitch that's eighteen Can't say my name but rap about a nigga's wife You so black and white trying to live a nigga's life I'm taking too long with this amateur guy You ain't wet nobody nigga you Canada dry Soft nigga Make no mistake I'm talking to Drake It's the remix Rick Ross Common and that ass nigga No man-to-man don't hide behind them other niggas Nah this man-to-man You can't run behind them man This is some real man shit right here Say my name say my name If no one is around you If you ain't running game Say my name say my name You acting kinda shady Why the sudden change Say my name say my name If no one is around you If you ain't running game Say my name say my name You acting kinda shady Better say my name How beautiful love can be On the streets love is hard to see It's a place I got to be Loving you is loving me How beautiful love can be On the streets love is hard to see Gotta reach that frequency Loving you is loving me Yeah you know what love is Even found it on the ground where the thugs live My man had to dig deep to find his Couldn't sleep 'cause on the real he had five kids Live nig's real niggas express and taste it At crap games black dames and big faces Cases in court fam' showing love and support You and your baby's mom thought that love was a sport As men we were taught to hold it in That's why we don't know how 'til we're older men If love is a place I'ma go again At least now I know to go within At times it can take ya for a spin Heartbreak hotel then you're home again I've seen love make a nigga soul pretend Like a story that he don't want to end How beautiful love can be On the streets love is hard to see It's a place I got to be Loving you is loving me How beautiful love can be On the streets love is hard to see Gotta reach that frequency Loving you is loving me It's all love where we come from In the hood love we was told to run from That same hood where the guns sung We holla love hoping it'd become one Crack got so many lives undone From lack of love many hide some run I knew this girl with a son who dreamt of acting in plays Demonstration with her man had her trapped in a maze Trying to find herself again much of that she'd have gave Love can free us to it some of us react as a slave Funny we love 'em more when they're relaxed in a grave Wonder if a thug is raw is he actin' afraid Everybody loves sun why do I attract shade Heard of the love of money but compassion it pays Talk about it with my youth so she'd understand What it is to be loved by a man How beautiful love can be On the streets love is hard to see It's a place I got to be Loving you is loving me How beautiful love can be On the streets love is hard to see Gotta reach that frequency Loving you is loving me Some say that I'm a dreamer 'cause I talk about it often Seen the hardest nigga soften wit' his homie in a coffin We walk and stand in fall in it With the right companion we all in it Mary sang a song about it having broad limits In the game of life it's the scrimmage Reminiscing on letters I wrote in my small days A letter to the people love always Yeah How beautiful love can be On the streets love is hard to see It's a place I got to be Loving you is loving me How beautiful love can be On the streets love is hard to see Gotta reach that frequency Loving you is loving me And on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy now She was a bad hoe The type at the club niggas would grab her Fantasized when I had her In the bathroom sweatin' with her ass up The body of a dancer We had chemistry 'cause she was a Cancer Thought forever it would last for But forever move faster so I had to Still I gotta pause When I think about her in them draws And she liked it raw Like rain when she came it poured And like a car that I can't afford I would want it then want some more The positions our frames explored let me know She was secure back for more I wanna And on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy now Freaky like the daughter of a pastor Said I was bait for her to master Little red corvette now she was faster Wet dreams la Mer cream the bathroom We make love and then laughter And anyway I wanted I could have her Said there were some girls that did attract her A new chapter she was after so I said let's go to a place that you wanna be Get what you want from her and me Free love I wanna see Hot sex in the third degree You gettin' served while servin' me Dirty words encourage me to rock steady And on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy now You know they be asking 'bout Common where he at What that man doing now I'm doing what I do hip-hop yeah that's what I do How can I say this fuck it I'm the greatest I am the A-list for all these great debaters Aw yeah we put them things in the air When I drop a single it's really like a pair Of Air Jordans important to the culture If you ain't true to it callate la boca Get my drink on like a coaster Post up on the wall that Mike used to live off Hip-hop Master Cleansin' I'mma get my shit off Rollin' in a Maserati Gran with the lid off I bit all like a monster live nigga this is my encore Encore encore I rhyme for the commoners My name synonymous with prominence I'm to Hip-Hop what Obama is to politics Y'all niggas man you soft muthafuckers Yeah my man muthafucker Then come around my crib You know where I'm from Some ho ass niggas Singing all around me man la la la You ain't muthafucking Frank Sinatra Uh lil' bitch Yeah this the raw right here This the raw right here nigga Sweet motherfucker Sweet ass bitch motherfucker I'm the franchise so I rock my own chain No I said give 'em that eighties cocaine Somethin' raw something pure so I stayed in that vein The hero that he know that he cold Like when it's below in the G.O. wipe ya feet off in the Regal I'm king observe the throne and the dream I have it supreme like mathematics Yeah a breath of fresh air for you asthmatic rap addicts Pro black magic this is semi-automatic Rap we won't jam in traffic The game need direction I'm here to map it Uh some people say that they be missing creativity But when it come to hip-hop it begins and ends with me Sweet You know man you should know where I come from You should know who I am nigga You should never wanna go against me You know man you too soft for that man I be seeing you man I see it in your eyes man You ain't the type of nigga that could go against me You get in my presence you gon' feel like a little ho You ain't a man yet you tryna be somebody else Man be yourself man you come around my crib you get your shit took Huh Wherever you go you probably be overseas in Europe and get yo shit took You's a ho you know you sweet Ain't nothing you can do man people see that man Broads be seeing you sweet Done wit' you muthafuckas it's over for you It's over for you It's over sweet muthafucka Mr. Blue Sky please tell us Aston Martin king Luther with dreams The young Denzel the way I move through scenes I'm like a preacher that once was a fiend A story of change that came with wings Pretty as the skyline the sky is my eyeline Son of the most so from up high I shine Suited in Prada stay mellow like lala Young fresh with dollars ladies go gaga I'm the top of the class Black Wall Street so my stock will never crash Given what I ask pure religion and cash From the windows that open I'm raising my glass Daylight beams night life schemes This is my inception I'm writing my dreams Immortal view of a star doing what I'm born to do I see the blue sky see the Lord's coming through Ohh in the sky we'll find the light Ohh ain't too high we'll shine at night Now we in the skies blue skies And we going higher that's right It all started with a dream I wanted to be The Lord put the blessing upon the MC O to the M dreams were spoken to him That's when I knew my flows would overflow to the rim Open my eyes yes sir this is what I'm made for To go hard in the paint like D. Wade or D. Rose from the same streets that we rose International heroes at world primos Red carpet magic taking pictures with the president Told him for health care my music is the medicine My name holds weight I am never hesitant Different state resident this is hood elegance Classic pursuing my passion Fashion now I'm Oscar party crashing Immortal view of a star doing what I'm born to do I see the blue sky see the Lord's coming through Silhouettes of dreams that we had high huh Even now it don't seem so bad ma Close my eyes to see things in front of me I'm gone now imagine what I'm gonna be Dirty to worthy now I'm all wordy My broad up in Paris looking all purty Immortal view of a star doing what I'm born to do I see the blue sky see the Lord's coming through I had these dreams in my head of an endless sphere I could see it from my window Wouldn't take that long to get me there Keep running til' I can go Remember the beautiful things that life could give me Crazy how I'm the one Could've been anywhere but I'm sitting in the air With the wheels up staring at the sun Ohh in the sky we'll find the light Ohh until high we'll shine at night Now we in the skies blue skies And we going higher that's right I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left I'm talking Malcolm Coltrane my man Yusef Through death grew conception new breath and resurrection For moms new steps in a direction Everything a nigga do may not be what he might say Chicago nights they stay on the mind But I write many lives they lay on these lines Wavin' signs of the times many say the grind's on the mind Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wanna rhyme Bush pushing lies killers immortalized We got arms but won't reach for the skies Waiting for the Lord to rise I look into my daughter's eyes And realize I'ma learn through her The Messiah might even return through her If I'ma do it I gotta change the world through her Furs and a Benz Gramps wantin 'em Demons and old friends Pops they hauntin' him The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun Where drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones Walk like warriors we were never told to run Explored the world to return to where my soul begun Never looking back or too far in front of me The present is a gift and I just want to be Ghetto dreams I want a bitch that look good and cook good Cinderella fancy but she still look hood Butt naked in the kitchen flipping pancakes Plus she trickin' off the dough that her man makes We got our own handshake her titties ain't fake Fucking in the car 'cause we just can't wait To get home early in the morn' getting stoned Pretty with her eyes low money by her Bible The type of bitch that B.I.G. said he would die for Is the type that I ride and stay alive for Tats on her back looking all tribal She know shoes like she know survival Well put together she weathered the storm Seen her brother die so forever she's strong Hear Beyonce's song and she gotta perform Whether fucking or fighting we getting it on I don't even say shit she can feel it Eye talk's the realest toenails acrylic Ass is a weapon and it's hard to conceal it Baby in one arm the other is a skillet Fried chicken macaroni raised on the back of Stony Ghetto Prince she's my Apollonia Like chick that had the back of Tony Montana Reminded me a me of my of my mama Knowing the drama like she know when to joke Steal a nigga's squares not wanting me to smoke I poke my head out of Benzes My tweets is the streets that I know who my friends is Endless love for the money power and clothes My ghetto housewife watch reality shows She might get to snapping if the cabinets ain't closed When the cameras start snapping she's ready to pose I notice all my flaws when it comes to writing rhymes Subject matter be changing too quickly at times So I keep it strictly 'bout dimes and stick to the story Call me a pro in the pussy category Had explicit experiences I shouldn't mention For me getting women turned from sport to addiction Powerful women playing the roles of submission Lawyers on leashes congresswomen inflictin' Pain onto my game wanted and I'm sadistic They liked it they dyked it devices twisted 'til I get a nice chick to get me on some nice shit Crib raising kids Labrador behind the white fence But I'm still single looking for Cleopatra African Queen yo look at me I'm a bachelor Y'all niggas in trouble keep your girls behind closed doors Cross your fingers be happy I haven't chose yours She love glamour bought her Vera Wang sandals Valentino bags is my etiquette my manors Half hood half class photographers' cameras Caught us out there the spotlight hope she can handle this She can join me red carpet at my next non-profit Events having sponsored by some alcohol product Jumping out a Bentley with some fresh red bottoms You live your dream with me when you were just in the projects Yeah It's been a long time comin' from the hood You know what they say Kanye Slow motion better than no motion I walked in the crib got two kids And my baby mama late So I had to did what I had to did 'Cause I had to get I'm up all night getting my money right Until the blue and whites Now the money comin' slow but a least a nigga know Slow motion better than You love to hear the story again and again About these young brothers from the City of Wind Like juice and gin in the city we blend Amongst the hustle titties and skin fifties and rims Y'all know the Sprewells and trucks that's detailed Heartless females that wanna ride in 'em Felt the Southside venom in raw hides and denim Pimp minds collide with 'em a system that tries victims We livin' in my man in the fast lane pivotin' On the block white is selling like Eminem On the block it jump off like Kim and 'em On the block it's hot you can feel it in your skin and then Shorties get the game but no instructions to assemblin' Eyes bright it seems like the fight is dim in them Call my man cuzo like I'm kin to him He tryin' to stay straight the streets is bendin' him I walked in the crib got two kids And my baby mama late So I had to did what I had to did 'Cause I had to get I'm up all night getting my money right Until the blue and whites Now the money comin' slow but a least a nigga know Slow motion better than It's all good in the hood like rats in gyms Throwbacks and Timbs blacks and rims Whether on ball courts or tires of all sorts We never fall short with us it's all Force like Air 1's Some waves some air guns the days of the fair one is over for Cats is colder than four below with self I go toe to toe Wondering if it's for the art or for the dough Though I know to grow a nigga gotta learn to let go Though I know the dough I got to bring back to the ghetto Arrows on tarot cards pointin' to the grind Po' livin' in more prisons pointin' to my mind shine the light up Clench my fists tight holdin' the right up Freedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighter Situations and jaws get tighter My man trying to get his weight and height up c'mon I walked in the crib got two kids And my baby mama late So I had to did what I had to did 'Cause I had to get I'm up all night getting my money right Until the blue and whites Now the money comin' slow but a least a nigga know Slow motion better than I know I could make it right If I could just swallow my pride But I can't run away or put my gun away You can't front on me I no I can't let it ride See I can't run away or put my gun away You can't front on me I break bread with thieves and pastors OG's and masters Emcees and actors that seize and capture Moments like the camcorder You ain't killin' it yo that's manslaughter Though paper can't change a man's aura It can feed a man's daughter I stand for the blue collar on the side makin' a few dollars Like Sam Jack they maneuver through drama like Ferrari Testas Armani dressers Exquisite thick bitches that body bless us Rest assured we getting festive in Miami now Told my nigga Ye I'm about to win the Grammys now Getting Johnny Cash old white folks know me now Standing close to the mic like I'm Kobe now We celebrate with shots of the hate because we got love It's the pop life a lot of faces pop up Known to tear the club and the block up Going through the airport with more lye than an opera Knew crooks who move books like Harry Potter Get cleaners to get it cleaner A legend like John Lennon I'm a dreamer Tried to fuck the world she only let me finger Mind trips to Medina to visit the redeemer A hero I'll drop out like Hiroshima Off sangria with two broads at La Esquina Still opening roads for Omoye and Amina And build skyscrapers Walking on water building my faith up Niggas with no heart I'm the pacemaker Get the beat from No I feel the pulse of the Chi Survival of the fit with hope in they eye Taking notes from the sky to fly above understanding They notes from the most high so I gotta land them Career ain't random make anthems streets chant them Rock roles like a phantom Mad hoes like they throwing tantrums I tell them I need space like Richard Branson Dancing with wolves and stars getting full at bars And then pass out like a pamphlet Never taking Grants for granted It's Common I'm high above standard Fly nigga keep my feet planted To rock the planet I don't stop for panic Maybe I'm a hopeless Hip-Hop romantic yeah I'm a dreamer He introduced me I stepped to the podium Said peace gave thanks to the holy one Put my water up thought about my daughter for a second The youth the living resurrection Reflections of the sun glaring through the window Now the audience staring at my mental Feeling like the world the world is at my fingers 'Bout to speak to an auditorium full of dreamers Kinda took me back to when I first had a dream To be like the king that sang Billie Jean Now it's gold records and I'm on silver screens At the mountaintop you still gotta dream To the dreamers If I dream you're here And you dream I'm there We'll be nowhere near You should just come here If I wake you up Only difference is You can live the dream Just believe in it Once you find your shoulders dropping And your speech gets slow and hazy You better change your way of being Before you found your brain got lazy You can build a better future when you join the winning team If you desire a bright tomorrow you must build a brighter dream Dare to let your dreams reach beyond you Know that history holds more than it seems We are here alive today because our ancestors dared to dream From Africa they lay in the bilge of slave ships And stood half naked on auction blocks From eastern-Europe they crowded in vessels overloaded with immigrants And were mis-named on Ellis island From South America and Mexico from Asia they labored in sweat shops From all over the world they came to America Many shivering in rags and still they dared to dream Let us dream for today and for tomorrow Let us dare to dream I was rollin' around in my mind it occurred What if God was a her Would I treat her the same Would I still be runnin' game on her In what type of ways would I want her Would I want her for her mind or her heavenly body Couldn't be out gettin' bogus with someone so godly If I was wit' her would I still be wantin' my ex The lies the greed the weed the sex Wouldn't be ashamed to give her part of my check Wearin' her cross I mean the heart on my neck Her I would reflect on the streets of the Chi' Ride wit' her 'cause I know for me she'd die Through good and bad call on her like I'm chirpin' her Couldn't be jealous 'cause other brothers worship her Walk this earth for her glory I'm grateful To be in her presence I try to stay faithful Faithful to the end I'd like to be her very best friend He worked with her she was his lady's best friend Even if they don't try some ladies test men And this was a test that was bigger than him Some believe its the nature that is given to men He had a good gig a wife a kid a decent home One reason or another couldn't find peace at home She asked Why do men always have to stray He said I'm bad but not as bad as Eric Benet I used to take 'em out to eat but they wasn't really eatin' Mighta got a little head but I wasn't really cheatin' It's hard when your lady don't believe what you say And what you did in the past you gotta live with today She asked if they could spend the night together He thought and said I'm tryin' to get my life together Went home to his lady these were his confessions Faithful to the end I'm gonna be I'm gonna be I'm gonna be so faithful I'm gonna be I'm gonna be so faithful A bitch nigga with an attitude named Cube Stepped to the Com with a feud Now what the fuck I look like dissing a whole coast You ain't made shit dope since America's Most Wanted deceased from the Midwest to the East On the dick of the East for your first release Your lease is up at the crib house niggas get evicted In videos with white boys talking you get wicked Natural born killa nigga you natural born God Read rich got the nerve to say you rob Hyprocrite I'm filling out your death certificate Slinging bean pies and St Ide's in the same sentence Shoulda repented on the sixteenth of October Get some beats besides George Clinton to rock over Rap career is over better off acting What trouble I see you're managing WC and Wack ten You backed into a four corner hustla Lying on your dick said you was fuckin her Use higher learning don't take my words out of 'text Went from gangsta to Islam to the dick of Das EFX It'll take the nation of millions to hold me back From giving you mouth shots or hit with the pipe Ralph got Chris Tucker ain't around it's your Friday it was good I wasn't salty she was with the Boyz N the Hood I see the bitch in you when you don't speak your mind The bitch in you looking me in my eyes lying I see the bitch in you simply hard you trying The bitch in you for sho' it's coming out The ump of this rap shit Cube I'm calling out I break in and smack niggas that's in the Slaughterhouse This ain't no East coast West coast none of the above I'm from Chi I went to Califronia niggas gave me love There's a thin line between the fake and the real Grafted ass nigga I see through your glass shield Had skills once upon a time on this project yo I'm a have to wreck a Ho'shea I heard a hor say you're her favorite rapper so I had to slap her uh And violate you a Muslim drinking brew Your nigga ain't no Mac-10 he's a twenty-two I seen you you ain't say shit in ATL Cube I like that diamond charm I might cuff it then sell It out like you sold Kam and Threat A year ago you wasn't talking shit about the West Guess you knew your shit was done plus the one got you cable Hoo bangin' you ain't banging shit but the table And the circle mad ain't got no choice but to fight Ain't none of y'all motherfuckers got a chance on the mic Anytime you come out joe I'ma talk about you Until you let that bitch in you walk up out you Any last words before I hit the switch From the immortal words of one a bitch is a bitch I see the bitch in you when you don't speak your mind The bitch in you looking me in my eyes lying I see the bitch in you simply hard you trying The bitch in you for sho' it's coming out Yeah it's for the people This is street radio for unsung heroes Riding in they regal trying to stay legal My daughter found Nemo I found the new primo Ye' you know how we do we do it for the people And the struggles of the brothas and the folks With lovers under dope experiment to discover hopes Scuffle for notes the rougher I wrote times was harder Went from rocky starter to a voice of a martyr Why white folks focus on dogs and yoga While people on the low end trying to ball and get over Lyrics are like liquor for the fallen soldiers From the bounce to the ounce it's all our culture Everyday we hustlin' trying get them custom rims Law we ain't trusting them thick broads we lust in them Sick and tired of punching it I look on the bus at them When I see them struggling I think how I'm touching them This is street radio for unsung heroes Riding in they regal trying to stay legal My daughter found Nemo I found the new primo Ye' you know how we do we do it for the people The people said that I was sharp on TV At the Grammy's though they tried to India.Arie me Got back stage and I bumped into Stevie He said no matter what the people gon' see me Can't leave rap alone the streets need me Hunger in they eyes is what seems to feed me Inside peace mixed with beast seem to breed me Nobody believe until I believe me Now I'm on the rise doing business with my guys Visions realize music affected lives A gift from the skies to be recognized I'm keeping my eyes on the people that's the prize From Englewood to a single hood in Botswana I see the I in We my nigga yours is my drama Standing in front of the judge with no honor My raps ignite the people like Obama The karma of the streets is needs and takes Sometimes we find peace in beats and breaks Put the bang in the back so the seats can shake Rebel Cadillac music for the people's sake Are we living in a dream world Are your eyes still green girl I know your sick and tired of arguing But you can't keep it bottled in Jealousy we got to swallow it Your heart and mind baby follow it Smile happiness you could model it And when you feel opposite I just want you to know Your whole being is beautiful I'ma do the best I can do 'Cause I'm my best when I'm with you Come close to me baby Let your love hold you I know this world is crazy What's it without you Put down your bags love I know in the past love Has been sort of hard on you But I see the God in you I just want to nurture it Though this love may hurt a bit We dealing wit this water love You even give my daughter love I want to build a tribe wit you Protect and provide for you Truth is I can't hide from you May have to die with you I know what you're thinking you're on my mind You're right you're right you're right You promise so fast you just might take flight Hope your not tired tonight You help me to discovery me I just want you to put trust in me I kind of laugh when you cuss at me The aftermath is you touching me It's destiny that we connected girl You and I we can affect the world I'm tired of the fast lane I want you to have my last name I know what you're thinking you're on my mind You're right you're right you're right You promise so fast you just might take flight Hope your not tired tonight Memories on corners with the fo's and the mo's Walk to the store for the rose talking straightforward to hoes Got uncles that smoke and some put blow up they nose To cope with the lows the wind is cold and it blows In their socks and their soles niggas holding they rolls Corners leave souls opened and closed hoping for mo' With nowhere to go niggas rolling in droves They shoot the wrong way 'cause they ain't knowin' their goals The streets ain't safe 'cause they ain't knowing the code By the foes I was told either focus or fold Got cousins with flows hope they open some doors So we can cop clothes and roll in a Rolls Now I roll in a Olds with windows that don't roll Down the roads where cars get broken and stole These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove The world is cold the block is hot as a stove We overstated we underrated we educated The corner was our time when time stood still and Gators and snakeskins in Yellow and pink and collared blue Profiles glorifying them Street lights and deep nights cats trying to eat right Riding no-seat-bikes with work to feed hypes So they can keep sweet Nike's they head and they feet right Desires of street life cars and weed types It's hard to breathe nights days are thief-like The beasts roam the streets the police is Greek-like Game at its peak we speak and believe hype Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right It's steep life coming up where niggas is sheep-like Rappers and hoopers we strive to be like G's with three stripes seeds that need light Cheese and recite needs and BE strife The corner where struggle and greed fight We write songs about wrong 'cause it's hard to see right Look to the sky hoping it will bleed light Reality's a bitch and I heard that she bites I wish I could give you this feeling I wish I could give this feeling On the corners niggas rob or kill And dying just to make a living huh The corner was our magic our music our politics Fires raised as tribal dances and war cries Broke out on different corners Power to the people Black church services murderers Arabs serving burgers As cats with gold permanents move they bags as herbalists The dirt isn't just fertile it's people working and earning this The curb getters go where the cash flow and the current is It's so hot that niggas burn to live The furnace is where the money moving the determined live We talk shit play lotto and buy German beers It's so black packed with action that's affirmative I wish I could give you this feeling I wish I could give this feeling On the corners niggas rob or kill And dying just to make a living huh The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar our Stonehenge Our Taj Mahal our monument Our testimonial to freedom to peace and to love Down on the corner Once the love was strong 'Cause the pain came down like a storm I remained holding on 'Cause I want you 'cause I want you I want you I want you I've been thinking bout I've been thinking bout I've been thinking bout you lately Thoughts take me to when we were close Addicted to your love feel I need another dose I know it's a feeling that should be long gone Things seem to come up when I hear our song Golden brown girl it seemed so long Since I heard your voice where did the king go wrong Emotions that they linger on I guess 'cause I never knew a love so strong So many hot girls I need your warm The taste of your mouth girl I need your warm Good food and love I need your warm This here was made before we were born A dreamer so I'm a keep dreaming on It's kind of like 'The Breakup' with Jen and Vince Vaughn Once the love was strong 'Cause the pain came down like a storm I remained holding on 'Cause I want you 'cause I want you I want you I want you 'Til what you got is gone Yeah I like such and such yo a lot but the feeling's not as strong We were like 2 birds that were able to fly I try to pick the right words to say to the sky Some days I would try but wasn't able to cry I never been good at saying goodbye I take a deep breath when the times is hard When I reminisce over you my God I spent many years trying to be the heartthrob I guess it's only right that I got my heart robbed The scent of a room that reminds me of you A hint of perfume it reminds me of you Take a look at the moon it reminds me of you Hope the stars and the gods align me and you Once the love was strong We do what we do and we do what we live I love this way 'cause I got it as a kid With so much to give from it I never hid The love that I wrote on the mirror it got smeared My friends say it was a change for the better But I say girl you changed my forever Relationships they can be as strange as the weather The revolution will not be televised Yeah it's Common Sense with DJ Premier We gonna help y'all see clear It's real hip-hop music from the soul y'all Yeah check it yo The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levels It's unseen or heard a king with words Can't knock the hustle but I've seen street dreams deferred Dark spots in my mind where the scene occured Some say I'm too deep I'm in too deep to sleep Through me Muhammad will forever speak Greet brothers with handshakes in ghetto landscapes Where a man is determined by how much a man make Cop Cognacs and spit old raps with young cats With cigarettes in their ear niggerish they appear Under the Fubu is a guru that's untapped Want to be in the rap race but ain't ran one lap Ran so far from the streets that you can't come back You tripping with nowhere to unpack forgot that This is rap for real something you feel And you know yes you know that it's rap for the black people In front of two-inches glass and Arabs I order fries Inspiration when I write I see my daughter's eyes I'm the truth across the table from corporate lies Immortalized by the realness I bring to it If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music My music you either fight fuck or dream to it My life is one big rhyme I try to scheme through it Through my shell never knew what the divine would bring to it I'd be lying if I said I didn't want millions More than money saved I wanna save children Dealing with alcoholism and afrocentricity A complex man drawn off of simplicity Reality is frisking me This industry will make you lose intensity The Common Sense in me remembers the basement I'm Morpheus in this hip-hop Matrix exposing fake shit This is rap for real something you feel Somedays I take the L to gel with the real world Got on at eighty-seven sat by this little girl She recited raps I forgot where they was from In 'em she was saying how she made brothers cum I start thinking how many souls hip-hop has affected How many dead folks this art resurrected How many nations this culture connected Who am I to judge one's perspective Though some of that shit y'all pop true it I ain't relating If I don't like it I don't like it that don't mean that I'm hating I just want to innovate and stimulate minds Travel the world and penetrate the times Escape through rhythms in search of peace and wisdom Raps are smoke signals letting the streets know I'm with 'em For now I appreciate this moment in time Ball players and actors be knowing my rhymes it's like She walk into the court her knees buckle Saying for a man to survive he needn't hustle Seen and been through struggle her whole life Made a transition from being his ho to his wife Stifling the night upend the ATF bust in Her daddy was a hustla so she love them Looked at the jury how can they judge him she screamed Before you lock my love away before you lock my love away Please let me testify Fear in her chest her face in tears Had her man's back he was facing years In her name though the place was his They tryna take everything except the kids For years she been through stumbling fights While he tryna hustle that white Up all night wondering if he's alive Seeing him tried she bubbled inside and screamed Before you lock my love away before you lock my love away Please let me testify The judge yelled for order the court Reporter making her words shorter His lawyer sat next to him She could see how the trial was affecting him It hurt for her eyes to connect with him Using her lies for protecting him They arrested him for murder and gun possession As they read back her confession she screamed Before you lock my love away before you lock my love away Please let me testify The court awaited as the foreman got the verdict from the bailiff Emotional outbursts tears and smeared makeup He stated he was guilty on all charges She's shaking looking like she took it the hardest A spin artist she brought her face up laughing That's when the prosecutor realized what happened All that speaking her mind testifying and crying When this bitch did the crime the queenpin Before you lock my love away before you lock my love away Please let me testify You accuse me of a you accuse me of a you accuse Please let me testify please let me testify Night blows stoves don't work hoes at work A warrior so I wear 'em on my shirt Wish I was free as Che was I spend a day buzzed Trippin' on heights wishin' for Nikes in different flavors The age of Kane and Big Daddy short-body Caddies Uncles named Larry that never really grabbed me My mother gave birth but she really never had me Left to the hood to play daddy With weight so they weigh they status on the streets License plates that say they motto This is Chicago in the heyday Similar to Good Times I guess that I was JJ A skinny nigga young girls with Penny figures So many niggas stacked upon each other It's the black upon each other that we love so much Wonder how many of us these drugs gonna touch Used to gangbang ain't really thug that much Rather have some thick broads and a dutch to clutch Went to school in Baton Rouge for a couple of years My college career got downed with a couple of beers Came back home now I gotta pay back loans Same nigga same block same shit they on Only thing different quicker they click that chrome In my defense yo I had to hit that zone Man to man I'm good workin' with my hands My generation never understood workin' for the man And of being broke I ain't a fan Now I stand in the same spot as my old man My life I planned not to be on this corner I still wanna see California But this is my world It's your world Life and death flow around us Four pounds and pounds of bird from out of towners It's hard to stay grounded We stay high that's why old folks down us Lost nobody found us the force that surrounds us Ain't with us they get us on the ground and hit us We paint pictures of the chains under their names and scriptures Removed from Earth only to return through birth Knew this girl sellin' her body wish she knew what it was worth Between God and trash lookin' in every car that pass With a walk that suggests head to milk niggas she was breastfed She know dairy so she say cheese to get bread In the area where it's more weaves and less dreads Kinda scary amongst thieves Said it was her toes but I could tell her soul hurt She was cold turk growin' up she got to know hurt Very well in a world where self hate is overt Her stepfather thought he was Ike so her mother he strike She's got to like like-minded niggas who liked crimes and figures Doin' white lines and liquor see hard times had kicked her In the ass it used to be thicker Life is fast some choose to be quicker I remember in high school she had a passion to sing Now she see herself in a casket in dreams These are the children of crack and rap blacks that lack Self-esteem yo we forgot the dream On our Jeffersons y'all but we forgot the theme In the Chi we even rootin' for a garbage team This queen never seen herself on this Corner She still wanna see California But this is her world It's your world kids I wanna be a pediatrician I wanna be a governor I want to be a artist I wanna be a veterinarian I wanna be a model I wanna be a doctor I wanna be a ballet dancer I wanna be a football player I wanna be a astronaut I wanna be a obstetrician I wanna be a doctor I wanna be a nurse I wanna be a fashion designer I want to be a gym teacher I wanna be a architect I want to be a duck I wanna be a wrestler I wanna be a dancer I wanna be the first African-American female president I wanna be a police officer I wanna be a rock star I wanna be a gymnastics teacher I wanna be a captain of a police station I wanna be a drummer I wanna be an actress I wanna be a superstar Be grateful for life be grateful to life Be you be mom's mean pie Be little black Sambo with bad hair Be a four star ghetto general be no one except I Be a strong academic student be an A student in Sociology Be food for thought to the growin mind be the author of your own horoscope Be invited be long-living be forgiving be not forgetful Be a proud run only to return to fight another day Be peaceful if possible but justice at any rate Be high when you low be on time but know when to go Be cautious of the road to college taking a detour through Vietnam or the Middle East Be absent of wars at any past or present fought amongst themselves Be visual of foreclosure over your shoulder while beggin A nation built on free labor for reparation Be a cartographer A map maker be able to find Afro-American land Search thoroughly it may be close to black land Be the owner of more land than is set aside for wild life Be cupid to world government Be found among the truth lost tribe Be at full strength when walking through the valley Be not foolish as temporary king of the mountain top Be a brilliant soul sparkling in the galaxy while walking on earth Be loved by God as much as God loved Gandhi and Martin Luther King We say the facts and if they lie We comin' back for them They might say but they don't know They say a nigga lost his mind But in the scheme of things I never lost a rhyme The thin line between love and hatred I'm the black pill in the Matrix the saturated life They say life is what you make it So I wait quick on a spaceship so I can take it As high as the stakes get when paper get low Little Com I make righteous bitches get low The richest man ain't necessarily the nigga with dough My niggas couldn't tell it was me like Jamie in Ray Paintin a day wit focused crime broads and good wine I stood mine for forever and a day so goodbye They never could say tell 'em J Ahh The sweet taste of victory Go head and breathe it in like antihistamine Fuck you expect I've got a history Groupie love now gotta be them wheels Haters back down gotta be that steel I know they can't wait till ya outta ya deal Look how they did D'Angelo ask em how do it feel My best friends worry bout me 'Cause they know when you famous And you had made cash The media aims at us And you be up so high If you ever fall off it feel like a plane crash But God don't ever give me nothin I can't handle So please don't ever give me records I can't sample So I could vacate where it ain't no channels But it's quite ok for a gangsta to wear sandals They say because of the fame and stardom I'm somewhere in between the church and insane asylum I guess it's messin with my health then And this verse so crazy when I finish I'm just going to check myself in again I write just to free minds from Stony to Rikers Amongst the lifeless in a world crazy as Mike is On my paper whether its weed or Isis They say life is a game so I play hard Writin for my life 'cause I'm scared of a day job Play my cards right they say I went too left They showed me strange love like I was Mr. F Played chess in this game of pawns and knights They say my life is comparable to Christ's The way I sacrificed and resurrected twice I do dirt in search of a clear mind Money talk somebody's gonna hear mine Grind early before nine thirty Got the nine and the thirty Kiss of death you heard me My world ain't worldly any time could be my time I get high but still ain't seen Chicago skyline In my prime stakes is high 'cause it's beef Out here in these streets Everybody tryna eat off the same plate Dead presidents we want the same face And to think me and the president we from the same place Four-hundred and twenty-one murders ain't tryna be of the same fate If I die and go to heaven will I make it through the main gate Second row of the church with my hood on My homie used to rap he was about to get put on At his funeral listening to this church song His family yelling and screaming I hurt for 'em A cold world that's why we pack heaters Listening to this preacher as he tryna reach us I'mma need to go back I gots to get 'em Back and forth in these streets that's the rhythm Revenge is supposed to be the Lord's but I use my own accord When I seen him on the porch cost my man his life I can't afford not to hit him Shots ripping through his True Religion denim These streets was my religion I stood over him his life is over then Now these keys got me locked up with older men Thought these was the keys for me to roll a Benz They ended up being the keys for my life to end My money ain't straight my fam ain't straight Ain't wanna push kis heaven couldn't wait I was hurtin' couldn't get no work You created me from dust that's why I did dirt You said that the last shall be first Now I'm in a hearse what's this cash really worth My whole life I had to worry about eatin' I ain't have time to think about what I believe in When the days of the kingdom for Chicago gon' come I'm coming back like the Prodigal Son and I got a son And I don't want my waves following him the streets swallowing him And I don't want no hollows in him his momma said she see his father in him Hope it's the good things 'til life was over is when I understood things Standing at the gates 'cause I know you've forgiven what I've done I'm your son do I have the keys to get in Sweet Lord Jesus tell the polices to let a nigga breathe My sinning father see got a shipment by the seas See my niggas tryna eat whatever's on your plate Save some for me the worst things in life come sitting six feet Tryna hop the gate to heaven 'cause I couldn't get a key But these niggas play for keeps and I gotta hold my own Tryna watch my back 'cause these stripes ain't free We still wading in the water cocaine blunts marinating in the water Leina took a puff and then she gave it to my father Used to take the bullets out so I could play with the revolver Satan serenading ever since I was a toddler Tell 'em talk is cheap niggas living for the dollar So in God we trust leave the praying to my momma though Another motherfucker out of control Just walking my soles low lit up with the abuse They wasn't for show I promise every pistol was used See I was waking up afraid to see my name on the news Broad day bare faced giving niggas the blues Nigga who you They know me on the streets where I grew If you ain't from around here you get gunned down here Make the best from the least on the quest for them keys To the kingdom We were from different cities on the same block Grew up in different circles in the same spot Like raindrops we fall in love giving our all Showing her ring off like a player at the ball I recall the walls that I had up Attracted to women for things that didn't matter Ka-clow boom pop Sound of my heart when it drop The night that I met her it might be forever I hear people saying that they like us together I ain't afraid to gamble when life is getting better With you I admit I had issues Like ebony your essence your pedigree your presence It's more than clothes can say for you When I shop I gotta spend more than a day for you I pray for you and us that we imbue through lust And accrue the trust let's shake off the dust From the cloth Oh you're worried about when people stop and stare That's just a tear on those beautiful clothes you wear Cut from the same cloth you just want to wear But that's just a tear because girl I can get you fresh This is tailor-made love fit like a snug Anything we can bear so let's have some cubs You were there when my 'cause passed away Not only does love but life hatches day I appreciate the hugs and the days I breed with you Strong seeds I can see with you the good word I read with you Looking at things that we've been through Things that seem simple I know when to go hard and when to be gentle Sentimental laughs and expressions Let's stay in the present no time for second guessing You said it's this cloth that makes you feel naked The truth we address it that's so unexpected Yeah that's the thread that helps us move ahead Your hunger for affection will always be fed Thank God we never sped and let love take its course 'Cause what's inside of us no need to outsource The cloth Hey lover we can cover each other Through the coldest nights tight never smother It's two things that seems to hold us together God is our tailor and forever Over the global my vocals be travelin' unravelin' my abdomen It's slime that's babblin' grammatics that are masculine I grab the men verbally badgering broads I wish that Madelyne was back on Video LP I went against all odds and got a even steven Proceed to read and not believin' everything I'm readin' But my brain was bleedin' needin' feedin' and exercise I didn't seek the best of buys it's a lie to textualize I analyze where I rest my eyes And chastise the best of guys with punchlines I'm Nestle when it's crunch-time For your mind like one time If poetry was pussy I'd be sunshine 'Cause I deliver like the Sun-Times Confined in the dumb rhymes I combine I'm hype like I'm unsigned my diet I un-swine Eating beef sometimes I try to cut back on that shit This rap shit is truly outta control My style is too developed to be arrested It's the freestyle so now it's out on parole They tried to hold my soul in a holding cell so I would sell I bonded with a break and had enough to make bail A mister fell on his knee for the jury I asked No for his ID and the judge thought there was two of me Motion for a recess to retest my fingerprints They relinquished Sense 'cause I was guilty in a sense I ride the rhythm like a Schwinn bike when in dim light I use insight to enlight devices hit the skin tight Words of wisdom wail from my windpipe imagination's in flight I send light like Ben's kite I've been bright Get open like on gym nights and in fights I send rights Don't hook with skins my friends like I spend nights up in dykes In spite I've been indicted as a freak of all trades I bathe in bass lines rinse in riffs dry in drums Come from a tribe of bums hooked on Negro and mums Had to halt with the malt liquor 'Cause off the malt liquor I fought niggas Now my speech and thoughts quicker Cruise the Southside streets with no heat and no sticker Family's got my back and we don't get no thicker Bros' got my back and we don't now check it I'm a ho but not a ho nigga ain't scared of no nigga When it's my turn to go I gotta go And I'm gone with the storm Everybody home ain't nobody gone And I got all my niggas around It feel good don't it Getting hood on it And I got all my niggas around I got a couple minutes in town A couple hundred bitches around So baby go on and get us a round 'Cause I got all my niggas around let's celebrate We partying yeah got body and Exotic broads lobbying Spanish Somalian Fly we live it 'til we die We living in the night looking in the eye On our paper 'til we get it like Dubai Chi niggas stand up plastic cups Girls with the drastic butts that ask for bucks It don't stop here Bottles of Veuve pop here And we gonna get around like 2Pac's here Celebrate like it's new year Some bomb broads coming type nuclear Yeah it's so ridiculous Lit the medicinal passed it give-and-go In my Paul Smith like an alcoholic My guys I used to hoop with is now who I ball with This raw bitch came in looking flawless Tonight she'll be giving conscious headlights Beaming from the Beemer that her momma bought her I got to act right for her like I'm an author Look where drama brought us look where karma brought us Married to the game like Usher we was caught up Now we got some rap broads we can call up You niggas come around keep the wall up Smoke blowing out thinking of tomorrow and the simple things Hustlers from the go how far we done came Ah another night we love the night For the life getting bugged tonight Wait 'til I get my money right Told you it's gonna be on like the business that we lean on Put my team on get our heat on Ah I knew her when she strip her name was Chardonnay My niggas move work even on a holiday We come from porches and alleyways I'm the big ticket don't need no one to validate We ain't gotta wait It's a toast to you and me Bills ain't so bad celebrate that Party in the yard 'til the lights come on Ain't nobody crying We've come so far been climbing Now the clouds they passed us by C'mon and raise your glass up high Southern leaves southern trees we hung from Barren souls heroic songs unsung Forgive them Father they know this knot is undone Tied with the rope that my grandmother died Pride of the pilgrims affect lives of millions Since slave days separating fathers from children Institution ain't just a building But a method of having black and brown bodies fill them We ain't seen as human beings with feelings Will the U.S. ever be us Lord willing For now we know the new Jim Crow They stop search and arrest our souls Police and policies patrol philosophies of control A cruel hand taking hold We let go to free them so we can free us America's moment to come to Jesus The caged birds sings for freedom to ring Black bodies being lost in the American dream Blood of black being a pastoral scene Slavery's still alive check Amendment thirteen bitch Now whips and chains are subliminal Instead of 'nigga' they use the word 'criminal' Sweet land of liberty incarcerated country Shot me with your ray-gun And now you want to trump me Prison is a business America's the company Investing in injustice fear and long suffering We staring in the face of hate again The same hate they say will make America great again No consolation prize for the dehumanized For America to rise it's a matter of Black Lives And we gonna free them so we can free us America's moment to come to Jesus These are the words of a believer Achiever leader of the globe Feeding souls of those in need I bleed the blood of the struggle Walking over troubled puddles Hustles in my chest no hustle no progress Extremities of life and it's process Birth of a son death of another With love I caress both mothers And told 'em who's in control is the one that's above us I walk where money talks and love stutters Body language of a nation going through changes The young become dangerous pain gets spent into anger Anger gets sent through the chamber It's tough when your own look like strangers We are the sons of gangsters and stone rangers If he could how would Ernie Barnes paint us Look at the picture hard not to blame us But time forgives in the Chi where the young die often Do they end up in a coffin because we haven't taught them Is it what we talking we really ain't walking Dues hustlers pay how much did it cost 'em Find myself on the same corner that we lost 'em Real talking in they ear like a walkman Thoughts spin around the corner to the world When I see them I see my baby girl Believe The lord lives among us the younguns hunger Become a means to get it by any ways necessary under pressure children feeling lesser With the steel up on the dresser killin' will aggressors Destiny's children survivors soldiers In front of buildings they eyes look older Hard to see blessings in the violent culture Face against weapons sirens holsters That ain't the way that Langston Hughes wrote us Soul controllers on the shoulders of Moses and Noah We go from being Precious to Oprah Cultivated to overcome ever since we came overseas Today and the way that you can see we determined Solar keeps burning shawty's know to keep learning Lesson's in our life are like stripes that we earning Took gramps' advice that Christ is returning Like a thief in the night I write the beacons of light For those of us in dark alleys and parched valleys Street hits spark rallies of the conscience conquerors of a contest That seems beyond us even through the unseen I know that God watches From one King's dream he was able to Barack us The prophets nothing can stop us Walk up in the thing got my campaign poppin' Headed to the door and ain't a damn thing knockin' Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin' I wrote this on my born day it was a warm day Niggas gotta eat we gon' do it gourmet I'm hearing fuckin' voices like when porn play Stay on your grind like foreplay What more can I say Diamonds are for the day That means to shine you find a way Stayed on porches backyards and gangways Learned strange ways between Cole and Langley Champagne ambitions I pour it out for my man who made his transition Wars about paper pussy pride and ego Born to fly call me the bald eagle Open shows at the Regal for Daddy Kane and Eazy-E though Boys in the hood is hard like kilos of heroin The hero that came from zero That's Ice Cold like Dre triple three yo Pinot noir style better with time I'm gambling with watches getting better with time So I'mma ride this out for long as God allow me They say time is money forever is my salary I shine tomorrow with what I do today Yo get this money put the diamonds on display Walk up in the thing and got my campaign poppin' Headed to the door and ain't a damn thing knockin' Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin' Hit you with the street sweeper now you gotta get to moppin' Bars in alignment stars in alignment Raw off consignment God's in the diamonds Evolve from the science power and refinement Read between the lines hard to define us Niggas that's behind us throwing up signs to signify us In the Benz leaning like we biased I've seen Len Bias that shit scared me You can go pro and blow everything you have in a flash The moment is to live it like your last Moments that we have never living in the last My time man precious like diamonds Look through the glass see what I magnify man I'mma be shining 'til I die man I'm a rare diamond that's hard to find man Climbing to the mountain top MLK day To the streets I speak my piece like an Smith Wesson Jewels I could run it for the hunted and the blunted Dreams reflect clarity ain't no disparity Between peace and prosperity so marry me Reminiscing when I had everything on layaway I'm rolling with me and my partner like it was Training Day Way before the ballin' that was back off in the training days Had a crush on what's her name the feelings never fade away Older brother gang bang banging like a white cop Said you can't take his chain away Real player you can't take this game away Slang away walk up in this thing like a real Rockefeller But you can't take my dame away Devil in a red dress but she got that angel face I could teach her how to get it day-to-day The G code is my combination Catch me off in the bank thumbing through all kinds of faces Catch me off in court beating all kinds of cases Weed money pussy liquor that's my favorite compilation Real nigga quotes I tote Got some shit on the free but this is shit that I wrote Legendary like The Goat who got game Give it a quarter rest while I make these quarter notes My album niggas was expecting now my water broke Before it I was sort of broke Get the paper for the funnies sports and the horoscope Order curry goat like Fluke Stokes order coke You sharp with your rings and chain but you short of rope At the end of the road trip still I'mma hold shit down like syndrome Rappers are like Fox Brown trying to get home Barely get your touchdown I'm in the end zone You can't honor what I'm on then bitch nigga get gone Fuck the wind storm my pen told the street folklore Body language spoke raw Don't talk to broads that are spoke for that provoke war Stand out like cold sores claim you hard but you ho-core George Bush and CIA you moving people to Guantanamo I write like Richard for publishing while you sold yours Com got rhymes Dug make beats Sound complete plus unique the shit be sweet You know the shit be real People call me Com and collective with perspective I draw crowds go off like car alarm sounds Bomb like 'Nam sound tell your bitch to calm down Must want to give me skull asking me to take my hat off I'm ill raps I spit as if I had a bad cough This crank nigga stole a style and ain't take the tag off Playing yourself you can't come with it so you jack off More heart than an artery jones in my bones To see thugs in harmony it's gonna be some drama If you try to sit Com down this ain't comedy Shit is real like a station property crew is forming colonies Commonly I hear these rats thinking they mahogany On every rap hook sounding like a dog to me In a reservoir I flow and go On and on like Erykah or etcetera Designated not to make hits but hit home Out of proportion hit makers get blown Com got rhymes Dug make beats Sound complete plus unique the shit be sweet You know the shit be real Rap studs kill me with they hardcore ballads Love songs is violent them niggas whole style is silent I hate to staple the singers together But in my head it's been ringing forever And a day if you grew up on Marvin Gaye While all you singers booty this and freak me baby it gets me Emcees be insecure like them little ho niggas immature wearing bobs If I got a show in your town I'm there with mob Bukeing niggas and pulling broads is they apparent job Com got rhymes Dug make beats Sound complete plus unique the shit be sweet You know the shit be real I got a dream that we gonna work it out I got a dream that one day I'm a look deep within myself I gotta find a way My dream is to be free In search of brighter days I ride through the maze of the madness Struggle is my address where pain and crack lives Gunshots coming from sounds of blackness Given this game with no time to practice Born on the black list told I'm below average A life with no cabbage That's no money if you from where I'm from Funny I just want some of your sun Dark clouds seem to follow me Alcohol that my pops swallowed bottled me no apology I walk with a boulder on my shoulder It's a cold war I'm a colder soldier Hold the same fight that made Martin Luther the King I ain't using it for the right thing In between lean and the fiends hustle and the schemes I put together pieces of a dream I still have one The world see me lookin' in the mirror Images of me gettin' much clearer Dear self I wrote a letter just to better my soul If I don't express it then forever I hold Inside I'm from the side where we out of control Rap music in the hood play the fatherly role My story like yours yo it gotta be told Tryna make it from a gangsta to a godlier role Where it scrolls and stow slaves and Jewish people in cold cage Hate has no color or age Flip the page now my race became freedom Write dreams in the dark they far but I can see 'em I believe in heaven more than hell lessons more than jail In the ghetto let love prevail with a story to tell My eyes see the glory and well The world waiting for me to yell Yo we gotta start respectin' life more y'all You look at your brother man you gotta see yourself Gotta see the God within him We brothers gettin' changed real quick over nothin' We losin' too many of ours Knowin' you the best part of life do I have the right to take yours 'Cause I created you irresponsibly Subconciously knowin' the act I was a part of The start of somethin' I'm not ready to bring into the world Had myself believin' I was sterile I look into mother's stomach wonder if you are a boy or a girl Turnin' this woman's womb into a tomb But she and I agree a seed we don't need You would've been much more than a mouth to feed But someone I would've fed this information I read To someone my life for you I woulda had to leave Instead I lead you to death I'm sorry for takin' your first breath first step and first cry But I wasn't prepared mentally nor financially Havin' a child shouldn't have to bring out the man in me Plus I wanted you to be raised within a family I don't wanna go through the drama of havin a baby's momma Weekend visits and buyin' J's ain't gon' make me a father For a while bearing a child is somethin' I never wanted to do For me to live forever I can only do that through you Nerve I got to talk about them niggas with a gun Must have really thought I was God to take the life of my son I could have sacrificed goin' out To think my homies who did it I used to joke about From now on I'ma use self control instead of birth control 'Cause a hundred dollars ain't worth your soul A hundred dollars ain't worth your soul A hundred dollars ain't worth it I never dreamed you'd leave in summer You said you would be here when it rained Why didn't you stay Seeing you as a present and a gift in itself You had our child in you I probably never feel what you felt But you dealt with it like the strong black woman you are Through our trials and tribulations child's elimination An integration of thoughts I feel about the situation Back and forth my feelings was pacin' Happy deep down but not joyed enough to have it But even that's a lie in less than two weeks we was back at it Is this unprotected love or safe to say it's lust Bustin' more than the sweat in somebody you trust Or is it that we don't trust each other enough And believe havin' this child'll make us have to stay together Girl I want you in my life 'cause you have made it better Thinkin' we all in love 'cause we can spend a day together We talkin' spendin' the rest of our lives It's too many black women that can say they mothers but can't say that they wives I wouldn't chose any other to mother my understanding But I want our parenthood to come from planning It's so much in my life that's undone We gotta see eye to eye about family before we can become one If you had decided to have it the situation I wouldn't run from But I'm walkin' findin' myself in my God So I can discipline my son with my rod Not have a judge tellin' me how and when to raise my seed Though his death was at our greed with no one else to blame I had a book of African names case our minds changed You say your period hasn't came and lately I've been sleepy So quit smokin' the weed and the beadies and let's have this boy I never dreamed you'd leave in summer You said you would be here when it rained Why didn't you stay I never dreamed you'd leave in summer You said you would be here when it rained Why didn't you stay Here we go here we go again Trayvon'll never get to be an older man Black children they childhood stole from them Robbed of our names and our language stole again Who stole the soul from black folk Same man that stole the land from Chief Black Smoke And made the whip crackle on our back slow And made us go through the back door And raffle black bodies on the slave blocks Now we slave to the blocks on 'em we spray shots Leaving our own to lay in a box Black mothers' stomachs stay in a knot We kill each other it's part of the plot I wish the hating will stop and the battle with us I know that Black Lives Matter and they matter to us These are the things we gotta discuss The new plantation mass incarceration Instead of educate they'd rather convict the kids As dirty as the water in Flint the system is Is it a felony or a misdemeanor Maria Sharapova making more than Serena It took Viola Davis to say this The roles of the help and the gangstas is really all they gave us The salt of the Earth to get us off of sugar And greasy foods I don't believe the news Or radio stereotypes we refuse Brainwashed in the cycle to spin We write our own story black America again Hot damn black America again Think of Sandra Bland as I'm staring in the wind The color of my skin they comparing it to sin The darker it gets the less fairer it has been The hate the hate made I inherited from them But I ain't gon' point the finger We got annointed singers like Nina Marvin Billie Stevie Need to hear them songs sometimes to believe me Who freed me Lincoln or Cadillac Drinkin' or battle raps Or is it Godspeed that we travel at Endangered in our own habitat The guns and dope man y'all can have it back As a matter of fact we them lab rats You build the projects for now you want your hood back I guess if you could rap you would express it too That PTSD we need professionals You know what pressure do it make the pipes bust From schools to prison y'all they tryna pipe us Tell your political parties invite us Instead of making voting laws to spite us You know you know we from a family of fighters Fought in your wars and our wars You put a nigga in Star Wars maybe you need two And then maybe then we'll believe you See black people in the future We wasn't shipped here to rob and shoot ya We hold these truths to be self-evident All men and women are created equal Including black Americans My money ain't straight my fam ain't straight Ain't wanna push kis heaven couldn't wait I was hurtin' couldn't get no work You created me from dust that's why I did dirt You said that the last shall be first Now I'm in a hearse what's this cash really worth My whole life I had to worry about eatin' I ain't have time to think about what I believe in When the days of the kingdom for Chicago gon' come I'm coming back like the Prodigal Son and I got a son And I don't want my waves following him the streets swallowing him And I don't want no hollows in him his momma said she see his father in him Hope it's the good things 'til life was over is when I understood things Standing at the gates 'cause I know you've forgiven what I've done I'm your son do I have the keys to get in Sweet Lord Jesus tell the polices to let a nigga breathe My sinning father see got a shipment by the seas See my niggas tryna eat whatever's on your plate Save some for me the worst things in life come sitting six feet Tryna hop the gate to heaven 'cause I couldn't get a key But these niggas play for keeps and I gotta hold my own Tryna watch my back 'cause these stripes ain't free We still wading in the water cocaine blunts marinating in the water Leina took a puff and then she gave it to my father Used to take the bullets out so I could play with the revolver Satan serenading ever since I was a toddler Tell 'em talk is cheap niggas living for the dollar So in God we trust leave the praying to my momma though Another motherfucker out of control just walking my soles low Lit up with the abuse they wasn't for show I promise every pistol was used See I was waking up afraid to see my name on the news Broad day bare faced giving niggas the blues Nigga who you They know me on the streets where I grew If you ain't from around here you get gunned down here Make the best from the least on the quest for them keys You know you need to preach the pyramids of Giza Instead of sniffing lines popping thongs in Ibiza Nigga are we not thy brother's keeper We used what we had to stay alive like MacGyver Started from the bottom now we really here Started kinda blurry now we really clear It's the Nat King unforgettable black king on a pedestal The way he made words into edibles was incredible Verbs and spices giving life out to the lifeless Giving Christ out to the Christ-less My handle with the dices been documented as priceless Devils who used to laugh at me bow to me internationally Rappers I gave birth to shot at the God blasphemy Told these motherfuckers to never Jimmy DeGrassi me This goes out to those that choose to use Disrespectful views on original Jews The chosen people of God getting slandered and abused In the streets and the news by the seed of Yakub The synagogues of Satan wanna keep us confused That's how we lose niggas got the ill street blues From Chiraq to England Me and Common dropping bombs like the baby planes as we establish the kingdom Dem boy wanna talk like them wanna gon come But what you gon' do if you got one gun I sing a song for the hero unsung With faces on the mural of the revolution No looking back 'cause in back is what's done Tell the preacher God got more than one son Tell the law my Uzi weighs a ton I walk like a warrior from them I won't run On the streets they try to beat us like a drum In Cincinnati another brother hung Again he won't see the sun with his family stung They want us to hold justice but you handin' me none The same they did Kobe and Michael Jackson Make them the main attraction Turn around and attack them Black gem in the rough you rugged enough Use your mind and non power get the government touch Them boy chat chat on how him pop gun I got the black strap to make the cops run They watching me I'm watching them Them dick boys got a lotta cock in them My people on the block got a lotta Pac in them And when we roll together we be rocking them To sleep No time for that 'cause there's things to be done Stay true to what I do so the youth dream come From project building seen a fiend being hung With that happening why they messing with Saddam Burn a bush 'cause for peace he no push no button Killing over oil and grease no weapons of destruction How can we follow leader when this a corrupt one The government's a G-Unit and they might buck young Black people in the urban area one I hold up a peace sign but I carry a gun Peace y'all love We don't stop naw we don't quit I rap with the passion of Christ nigga cross me Took it out of space and niggas thought they lost me I'm back like a chiroprac' with boy survival rap It ain't ninety-four Joe we can't go back The game need a makeover My man retired I'mma takeover Tell these halftime niggas break's over I'm raw hustlas get your baking soda Too many rape the culture Leave rappers with careers and they faith over It's a war goin' on you can't fake bein' a soldier In the basement listening to tapes of Ultra-Magnetic to the fact the messiah is black I'll turn the TV down we can take it higher than that I wonder if these whack niggas realize they whack And they the reason that my people say they tired of rap Inspired by black Muslims and Christians Pushin' cutlasses dope and other traditions In the conditions of the city A black figure in the middle with chaos and gunfire So many raps about rims surprised niggas ain't become tires On the street you turn cold and then go screech I tell 'em fuck 'em like I do to police The beast is runnin' rampant I'm in between sheets tryin' to have sex that's tantric For the ghetto tryin' to make a get-up stand-up anthem You spit hot garbage son of Sanford What you rappin' for to get fame or get rich I slap a nigga like you and tell him bitch With your Hollywood stories on porches We polly hood stories about who became rich And whatever light they hit we wanna hit the same switch You didn't know where to aim it you still remain bitch I'm forever puttin' words together Some'll sever mothers from daughters and fathers from sons The name Com' has never been involved wit' run Unless it's DMC or runnin' these broads to bein' free I'm harder than the times you hardly scary Holdin' gats inside you cats is Halle Berry They ask me where hip-hop is goin' it's Chicagoan Poetry's in motion like a picture now showin' It's the city the city y'all the city Uh the city y'all come on I know you're thinking that it must be Armor All flow 'cause it never get rusty I ain't gotta say it man dog trust me Bust somebody head with my nine where was we Still rock the Prada before that rock the Starter Niggas had the Georgetown the Magic way harder Thinking back to the projects and they way they tore 'em all up Like when I do a project and come back and tear the mall up We coming from the Southside The broads the cars the half moon the stars I'm like Jeff Fort the way I get behind bars Burn CDs with no regard for the stars Come to the crib with conflict diamonds and they ours Back in ninety-four they call me Chi-town's Nas Now them niggas know I'm one of Chi-town's gods We eatin' Joe you still talkin' no carbs A conscious nigga with mac like Steve Jobs Your fly is open McFly The crowd is open I think I know why I'm back from the future seen it with my own eyes And yep I'm still the future of the Chi Back in college I had to get my back up off the futon I knew that I couldn't cop a coup with no coupons Look at that neutron on his green like croutons You in the building but the building's falling You wouldn't be ballin' if your name was Spalding My mind get flooded I think about New Orleans Bout to school y'all niggas you should call him August I'm the sun that goes down but I'm still revolving Southside walk it out while still you're crawlin' If rap was Harlem I be James Baldwin With money in the bank like G. Rap we're calling With niggas masked up like Phantom of the Opera Dreaming of the day they push a phantom to the operas Can't wait till they say Ye ran up at the Oscars Poppa I heard his life is like a movie Like when Em played him and Mekhi played a rasta Mexicans gonna love it like it was for La Raza But this is for the mobsters Holla We some true Chi-town legends accept no imposters The un-American idol tower like the Eiffel Lean wit it rock wit it Black like the Disciples Know when to use a bible and when to use a rifle You rap like you should be on the back of a motorcycle Caught a case of robbery and beat it like Michael Your career is a typo mine was written like a haiku I write to do the right thing like Spike do Through conflicts that's crucial and drama that's psycho You might have to spice it up Spice it up spice it up Take your life and Yo we're coming from the ghetto We're coming from the ghetto Made in Black America metaphor for a predator Been to the Mediterranean on my papers like a editor I flow like a reservoir dog Rap Tarantino off the chain like Django Still let the chain glow where they bang though And niggas get shot like camera angles In rap videos put up on Vimeo I'm where the buck fifty bicentennial perennial all-star Fruit that don't fall far from Islam When rap is dead I had the fluid that embalm I speak you know I'm in the building like an intercom Enter Com the world's most Intricate integrated with imminent Domain I'm feeling myself like a sentimental letter written to myself Aspirin' for greatness wellness and wealth I'm cold I'm hard to melt Uhh I'm more than a hot song or a hot album Ask my ex I still live on like Malcolm My spirit and style done a transformation Make room nigga I don't need reservations You sweet as a hotel I stay presidential Strange to be sinful and know that Heaven sent you To rearrange the mental I've seen things we've been through It's hard for a man to claim gentile let me change the tempo I be with broads that got they shit together Even if it ain't meant forever still smoke the spliff together The essence of the herbs the presence of the words Yeah you got a chest but I'm treasurin' your curves You walk past I'ma look behind you Look you up and down to find you Can see I was designed to give you power and refine you You fucking with me we can grind to Gather the better Black America Yeah made in Black America takin' threats from a terrorist We will never meet but the media feed hysteria And I be inferior if I be in fear of ya More godly than gluttonous but my supper's superior You know the difference 'tween the kids with the lunch tickets And the ones with the money in the cafeteria I break bread with my brethren like a pizzeria Spinnin' dough you'll find red dots over cheese be aware of your whereabouts don't be feeble I'm pissed off tinkle is the onomatopoeia You's just a little star sure ain't me Been a superstar since ma made me My president is black I wonder if Pac thought we was ready for that or did we move too fast I don't give a fuck shit my grandpa glad They pass that gun law or not niggas still gon' pop up dead Yeah I'm the Morpheus in this hip-hop matrix exposin' fake shit Used to borrow dollars now my sense ain't so common Never been a racist but I love horsepower I'm hot that's why I got the fans in the stands Em fans googlin' enemies shakin' hands Restorin' the balance detourin' the malice We kill you motherfuckin' mice with a mallet This is Huey P Newton with a QP Bobby with a Seale Fred Hampton on pills In the Hamptons now that's ill what's happenin' I'm just trying to teach my homies 'bout the Emerald tablets Stop the war in Syria over a bowl of cereal Kill a instrumental then book a flight on Expedia To the nation's capital Golf Wang radical Black Lip Pastor tip the usher when he pass ya nigga Welcome to Black America Soul I came through the door with the raw Martin Margiela Superstar status everything stellar With some bad bitches and some ex-drugs sellers niggas already jealous We in this joint like Bob Marley and The Wailers She already wanna pick bitch don't be so over zealous Go to the bar to get around like a propeller The barmaid's name is Stella I'm so appalled like McCartney that you would card me Am I really mad Hardly I'm here to party Niggas in the corner smoking that chicha Seen a girl she had bottom Wanna put some hands on her She ordered Bacardi getting twisted in the limelight Seen that ass 'cause I got hindsight She was lit shining bright in a fit that was tight 'Bout to get that invite to a night over Egypt I'm Tutankhamun kicking and spending this rap money She was all couture in a Tom Ford Security guard let me in 'cause I'm lord Of finesse the under the rings the dress Code is to always stay fresh Aware of a chest 'cause I stay abreast She was extra cold I'm here to de-congest This nigga next to us was slopped and made a mess Knocking over bar stools I hoped that he carpooled I'm locked into my mood long as dude don't disturb my groove I won't have to take it back to high school Rewind No need to take me back in time Keep my mind on the grind and the great feline 'Cause what's in front of me is this behind Up north she's thick down south she's fine Tuned in to what I'm doing I'm so unassuming when I'm pursuing The ladies the ladies a soldier of love like Sade Showing love to this lady when this nigga tried to play me Saw me talking to slim and started acting shady Dude got foul like crack in the eighties You don't wanna test this yo You never know who got a Tec up in the disco I'm not Hollywood nigga I'm Chicago So I cracked his head with a motherfucking bottle Baby you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad No one can always be an angel When everything goes wrong you see some bad Well I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord please don't let me be misunderstood We do this for the people that walk that path Tryna get to their dream yeah uh He stood on the corner with the rest of them Though he knew that this corner wasn't the best of him Hard streets and a life that crested him Dirt police domestic beefs that's festerin He knew the President wadn't addressin him Though dead presidents was undressin him Two kids from hot sex no protection and People don't see how AIDS is affectin 'em It get hard to get the get the God question in Can't find a job so you robbin and hustlin He killed marks and sold dope for cousin 'em Can't believe they would be the ones bucking him He on the ground he could feel God touching him He heard the sound of his moms sayin trust in him At heaven's gate saying Lord please let me in Or send me back to tell my people to be better men Her body move but her mind was manic'n Thinkin I don't know where they hands have been Relationships with men have been so damagin She thought back to when she was at Howard and Dreams of doing scenes with Terrence Howard and Broadway plays and dancin with Alv and them The ones that make it always ain't the talented Some dreams get lost never to be found again At first strippin seemed so empowerin Most every girl wanna do it now and then But bein meat every day is devourin Cats puttin paper where she put powder and Life would break her now she powderin She was high when she fell down and then Crowd surrounding and heart was poundin and She fell into a deep sleep the siren sounded and Seen bright lights in the midst of clouds and then Talked to God feeling like his child again Said Lord let me live so I can make you proud again The life we lead will always lead us And we pray that he will never leave us It's the price we pay I guess that's the reason Why my grandma sang we all need Jesus Misunderstood don't let me be misunderstood I'm just human So we made it to this same end of the road And we picked up lots of chicks and pots of gold How I made it out with my soul Ashtrays and cigarretes last days indigenous people These are adventures of young black millionaires I am the voice of the meek and underprivileged The smell of success I want y'all to get a whiff of this On the move like black slaves through the wilderness I write it and still get invited to white Christmases When I was born three wise men came to visit us One a hustler one a king one a prisoner They cracked the bottle then started giving gifts You from Chicago we want you to deliver this Show the walking dead who the true and living is Separate the fake from who the real reals is Hot tub time machine back to the Sybaris Hats from liquor stores to avoid syphilis Frivolous spending drunk nights with storybook endings I guess it's my addiction to women I was in France in to see Hennessy blending Writing my own scripts like I'm Tennessee Williams Now it's new beginnings like a born again Christian On the mic victorious story is redemption I'm sitting at the top I'm not alone I'm standing here with my soul Feed our souls with two fish and five loaves Teach a man to cook it for survival My dad said it rained on my arrival Now a storm of the brain make these guys drive slow Like my creed's Apollo On the rock and roll with the coldest live show For those before I came I made the song cry for 'em Lyrical gymnast you set the bar low This is the Kilimanjaro like Twitter you can follow It may be hard to read like hieroglyphics Written on the walls of Cairo check my youth revival Truth inside flow I stand like Em did with Dido Crash parties any live yo Is libel to get banged like things that rival tribal slang From the pride we'll reign kill the game and watch it die slow Ali I fight for more than the title After bein' twenty-five you know just trying to survive in the world About to have a little boy or baby girl Who knows Anyway just when you start gettin' that little age and experience to you start thinking about stuff trying to make the right moves So bust it out this is what I was thinkin' check it Yo the education of the Lon chicka Lonnie Lynn Being my bloodline is one with the divine In time brother you will discover the light Some say that God is Black and the devil's White Well the devil is wrong and God is what's right I fight with myself in the ring of doubt and fear The rain ain't gone but I can still see clear As a child given religion with no answer to why Just told believe in Jesus 'cause for me he did die Curiosity killed the catechism Understanding and wisdom became the rhythm that I played to And became a slave to master self A rich man is one with knowledge happiness and his health My mind had dealt with the books of Zen Tao the lessons Qur'an and the Bible to me they all vital And got truth within 'em gotta read them boys You just can't skim 'em different branches of belief But one root that stem 'em but people of the venom try to trim 'em And use religion as an emblem When it should be a natural way of life Who am I or they to say to whom you pray ain't right That's who got you doing right and got you this far Long as you know it's a bein' that's supreme to you You let that show towards others in the things you do 'Cause when the trumpets blowin' twenty-four elders surround the throne I've lived and I've learned I have taken and I've earned I have laughed I've cried I have failed and I have tried Sunshine pouring rain Found joy through all my pain I just wanna be happy with being me Let me voice my concern So many of my fellow brothers have given themselves a title that their actions didn't earn Our ignorance is in the same breath as our innocence Subconciously seeking to find an impressionable mind to convince I've finally come to the realization why Black people in the worse place 'Cause it's hard to correct yourself when you don't know who you are in the first place So I try to find the clue in you But evidently White folks know more Black history than we do Why're we being lied to I ain't know our history was purposely hidden Damn something in me wanna know who I am So I began my search my journey started in church It gave my heartache relief when I started to understand belief Hustlin' was like a gift spent my share of time in the streets Taught me survival from this evil I'm just gonna have to deal with And I felt like a fool when I tried to learn it in school It almost seemed like a rehearsal when the only science and math are universal Takin' elder advice read the Bible the Koran Searched scrolls from the Hebrew Israelites Hold on this ain't right Jesus wasn't White Some leads were granted with insight And it's all in the plan but it took me some time to overstand He still created with the imperfection of man So with following I disagree By no means have I forgotten or forgiven what's been done to me but I do know the Devil ain't no White man the Devil's a spiritual mind That's color blind there's evil White folk and evil niggas You gon surely find there's no positivity without negativity But one side you gonna have to choose Any chance to speak I refuse to misuse So how can you call yourself God when you let a worldly possession Become an obsession and the way you write your rhymes and can't follow your lesson If a seed's sown you make sure it's known you make sure it's grown If you God then save your own don't mentally enslave your own I've lived and I've learned I have taken and I've earned I have laughed I've cried I have failed and I have tried Sunshine pouring rain Found joy through all my pain I just wanna be happy with being me I got so much trouble on my mind So I take time out my day To pray and I say now lay me down to sleep Hopin' that I keep my soul Peep I'm gettin' old and this a cold world And I ain't even got a bomber Livin' with my momma it's the same routine Keep my room clean I'm lookin' to do some new things But ain't shit to do I'm twenty-two catch In the prime of my life I have no time for a wife I funnel through the tunnel disgruntled Tryin' to find me some light In the rim of darkness I too sing I may not be the darkest brother But I was always told to act my age not my color Not knowin' that my color was out of the original So now I sing the new negro spiritual It goes 'get up stand up Stand up for your rights Get up stand up Don't give up the fight It's like how can you understand the pain When you never had to stand under the rain When it rains it pours And it's about to come down hard thank God I found you As I walk down the road of existence I get resistance from all angles I tangle for cash Hopin' it'll last 'til the end of the week But all I eat is fast food And you know how junk food goes right through ya I stop at the liquor store grab me a six pack Knowin' that once I'm done with that I'll be back To get some more Once I get started I don't wanna stop And I can't turn around brew I can't turn it down Ironically I turn it up my liver I burn it up It's my life I live it up the cup I gotta give it up One day I'm cruisin' down a one-way street Life itself is an obstacle As I maneuver through the manure I try to be responsible I want a job but I ain't lookin' I ain't tryin' to degrade myself bein' nobody's Calvin I'm a couch bum What makes it bad I had incentive But that disintegrated to a state that stagnated I procrastinated I can't recall a day without bein' intoxicated or blowed I'm dealin' with a full deck at any day I can fold What makes it bad I wasn't dealt that bad a hand And I had a plan But things didn't go through The way they were supposed to Thank God I found you It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under I ponder And try to keep my Concentration In this idiotic nation They say become a doctor but I don't have the patience Adjacent to that situation I want an occupation that I'm into 'Cause yet have I begin to Live to my potential I went to School for fourteen years and my best teacher was experience I reminisce And wish I could go back in time to eighty-nine When there was just' 'sunshine' But now it's like I'm gettin' older there's so much strain and stress I don't think I'll ever be happy until I rest in peace Of mind and find who I am But thank God I found you Uhh yeah play at your own risk Act like you know bitch I'm on some grown shit Play at your own risk Act like you know bitch I'm on some grown shit It's the Thelonious super microphonist You know us this rap shit we bout to own it You know it these clones trying to clone us I got a bonus for the bitch that run up on us I got a bonus for your bitch that run up on us It's the Thelonious super microphonist Uhh no time to sleep 'cause if you sleep you don't eat Gotta hold heat just to make ends meet Niggas living on the street while other niggas feast Aight wit you it ain't aight wit me Right gotta make money all my life Gotta stay fucking bitches many types Yeah you know what I'm talking bout Yup stay turning these bitches out Dick em down also dick em out Throw something down whenever my dick's out They know me so they restructure and reroute They know me from Washington to down South All the way to London to my nigga Common house right It's like a game we never play out Nigga no doubt nigga get live or get knocked the fuck out Word up just be about what you about dogg Knowhatimsayin just play at your own risk Act like you know bitch I'm on some grown shit It's the Thelonious super microphonist You know us this rap shit we bout to own it You know it 'cause you can feel it in your throat say it I'm bout to let my mind float Get your third eye poked Fuck game I assemble dope Ness a nigga that's fresh as the 'fess Studied this rap shit no need to mic test You can feel it in your chest Your B I feel it in her breasts Plus you rhyme like a nigga wit his nipples pierced We lick off lyrics in the streets and real niggas hear us Dreamin when I wrote this box me if I go too wild Still doin this shit like dude in Wild Style Inviting wack niggas to dinner I Trick Daddy emcees and I don't know nann nigga Who can take it where I take it You better goin to God like Mase did Leaving crowds complacent I move 'em above clouds whether on some surf and turf shit Or thug style you can feel it in your body Yeah y'all you can feel it in your body Like if a twelve gauge shottie shell hit your body You don't want it need to find your ass a hobby Carbon copy niggas tryin to clone us You know us Thelonious super microphone You know this rap shit we 'bout to own it dun for real Ay it's like a ritual You been invited let the mortal body stimulate the place With the grace nevertheless I stress Let the music put a smile on your face As for the ritual when it comes to spiritual excellence You know I always leave you with the taste I know you like it hard to the core That's what you ask for you aching for the best Hurtin like a sore in that ass like a ritual Conversation with the most high makes me wanna cry I wonder why you wanna get to paradise But that itty bitty part of you don't wanna die So pay attention to my word 'cause it's the truth Meditation ease the mind and brings the youth It's like a verse you could never read out of a book Dropping the line in your mind like a fish hook Word is birth yo I do it till the break of day Pay attention to your art never go astray Word is bond Yo we do it and we don't quit Sucka nigga you don't want it it's Thelonious Owning this rap shit super microphonist and we known to spit I spit fire like Esther on Sanford and Son did I'm raw dude more juice than Sunkist You want this see when J get to saying the rhyme flawless Shit fly like MJ in his prime Off The Wall with mines I'm grabbing my balls when I rhyme nine-nines busting plus Ball all the time now stay on your mind like great sex You ain't on my mind I'm thinking bout paychecks Connant Gardens they bust like latex sex packets Emcees they don't rhyme and ball they lyin' to y'all They dyin' to ball the rhyme we do all the time We do all the fine bitches they fall in lines Me and my mans is something like the Source Sports We gettin money a long time and y'all short My niggas bounce and full rise and y'alls fall You funny duke 'cause really you think you can do me Should of let somebody else hook it Numbers look crooked like King Kong shook it I'm from where niggas bang gats when they celebrate That's how they play don't let it be a holiday Thelonious niggas if you testin us we get you laid back Show you the definition of a payback Thousand lives ago we were young and we didn't know We were trading our crowns for our souls Made the sacrifice headed back to the light But be careful don't drown in the gold I know it glows but it's cold I'm from the other side of town out of bounds To anybody who don't live around I never learned to share or how to care I never had no teachings about being fair Have you ever heard of Black Stone around Black Stones The concrete matrix street organizations They gave violations hood public relations It was the basics to get big faces Stay away from cases bad broads good graces The hustlers was the taste makers and trend setters They the ones that fed us hopin' that the feds don't get us The era of Reagan the terror of Bush Crack babies momma's a push we were the products of Bush I'm wishin' for a Samurai Suzuki and a little Gucci Stokes it was folks and coke and dope Fiends choked off of smoke herringbones and rope Rare jewels of a generation Diamonds blinding us of real shit we facin' Forties wasted on 'ceased Dion makin' the beats When they air it out on at the parties we escapin' the heat I could break it down like whatever you need He squinted his face and rolled the weed You know they don't see sometimes that in the neighborhood it's the exact same thi It's the same thing over and over again Have you ever heard of no limit three hundred six hundred Folly boy O block eastside Where it ain't no conversation they just let them heats ride Can't nobody stop the violence why my city keep lyin' Niggas throw up peace signs but everybody keep dying Used to post up on that strip I look like a street sign I've been out there three days and I got shot at three times Felt like every bullet hit me when they flew out each nine I be happy when I wake up and I have a free mind I know haters wanna clap me up watch the morgue grab me up But they can catch me later I been cool chasin' paper Where I come from ain't no hope if you was claimin' that was major Small crib big fam mom was workin' granny raised us No food in the refrigerator I was bangin' pullin' capers that's real shit Same niggas from day one boy yeah I'm still with Better watch out for that jump shot 'cause they will hit Homie take your shorty lunchbox and won't feel shit I came from a place where it's basic but you won't make it Feds buildin' cases judges who racist and full of hatred I mean You ain't never seen the shit that I seen In the Spirit of God In the Spirit of the Ancestors In the Spirit of the Black Panthers In the Spirit of Assata Shakur We make this movement towards freedom For all those who have been oppressed and all those in the struggle There were lights and sirens gunshots firing Cover your eyes as I describe a scene so violent Seemed like a bad dream she laid in a blood puddle Blood bubbled in her chest cold air brushed against open flesh No room to rest pain consumed each breath Shot twice with her hands up Police questioned but shot before she answered One Panther lost his life the other ran for his Scandalous the police were as they kicked and beat her Comprehension she was beyond trying to hold on To life She thought she'd live with no arm That's what it felt like got to the hospital eyes held tight They moved her room to room She could tell by the light Handcuffed tight to the bed through her skin it bit Put guns to her head every word she got hit Put mace in her eyes threatened to blast her Her mind raced till things got still Opened her eyes realized she's next to her best friend who got killed She got chills they told her that's where she would be next Hurt mixed wit anger survival was a reflex They lied and denied visits from her lawyer But she was building as they tried to destroy her If it wasn't for this German nurse they would've served her worse I read this sister's story knew that it deserved a verse I wonder what would happen if that would've been me All of this just so we could be free So dig it y'all I'm thinking of Assata yes Listen to my love Assata yes Your power and pride is beautiful May God bless your soul It seemed like the middle of the night when the law awakened her Walkie-talkies crackling I see them when they're taking her Though she kind of knew What made the ride peaceful was the trees and the sky was blue Arrived to Middlesex Prison about 6 in the morning Uneasy as they pushed her to the second floor in A cell one cot no window facing hell Put in the basement of a prison with all males And the smell of misery seatless toilets and centipedes She'd exercise paint and begin to read Two years in a hole her soul grew weak Away from people so long she forgot how to speak She discovered freedom is a unspoken sound And a wall is a wall and can be broken down Found peace in the Panthers she went on trial with One of the brothers she had a child with The foulness they would feed her hoping she's lose her seed Held tight knowing the fight would live through this seed In need of a doctor from her stomach she'd bleed Out of this situation a girl was conceived Separated from her left to mother the Revolution And lactated to attack hate 'Cause federal and state was built for a Black fate Her emptiness was filled with beatings and court dates They fabricated cases hoping one would stick And said she robbed places that didn't exist In the midst of threats on her life and being caged with Aryan whites Through dark halls of hate she carried the light I wonder what would happen if that would've been me All of this just so we could be free Yeah I often wonder what would happen if that would've been me All of this just so we could be free So dig it people I'm thinking of Assata yes Listen to my love Assata yes Your power and pride is beautiful May God bless your soul Yo from North Carolina her grandmother would bring News that she had had a dream Her dreams always meant what they needed them to mean What made them real was the action in between She dreamt that Assata was free in their old house in Queens The fact that they always came true was the thing Assata had been convicted of a murder she couldn't of done Medical evidence shown she couldn't have shot the gun It's time for her to see the sun from the other side Time for her daughter to be by her mother's side Time for this beautiful woman to become soft again Time for her to breathe and not be told how or when She untangled the chains and escaped the pain How she broke out of prison I could never explain And even to this day they try to get to her But she's free with political asylum in Cuba You're asking me about freedom I'll be honest with you I know a whole more about what freedom isn't than about what it is because I've never been free I can only share my vision with you of the future about what freedom is The way I see it freedom is the right to grow is the right to Blossom Freedom is the right to be yourself to be who you are to be who you wanna be to do what you wanna do She was the type to watch Oprah and the Today Show Be on the treadmill uh like OK Go Had a body A body that you can't pay fo' That mean she had some Ds on her but they wasn't fake though Had a drive for a drive for Rodeo She spent pesos on those labels Spin class at the gym strip tease on a pole She was so obsessed with her body and clothes To every party she goes tryin hard to be chose They say it's hard for a pimp but extra hard for these Readin Us and People mag tryna get the scoop Chasin a actor for a Bentley Coupe She been through the ball player from the Clippers then came the pumps off All thinkin she number one where she was just a jumpoff Doin all she can for a man and a baby Drivin herself crazy like the astronaut lady He had paper since we was in we was in high school Pop was a doc mom taught at my school Lock with the rocks in his ears he kept jewels Pushed a Maserati sport reading the Robb Report Wanted to be Mike but he was never live at sports Since golf is in he was on the drivin course To live the rap life is what he was strivin for Spendin cash at the bar to get credit Drinkin Chaundon just because Big said it They say Ye is but dude was big headed Rocked the fur in the summer so somebody'd pet it He had a fetish for shoes that's athletic Pathetic on his MySpace page half nekkid It's a shame what they do for fame and to be respected Joe you coulda got it if you never woulda stressed it They was one of them couples people said they were the it Unbreakable like Bobby and Whit Or Ryan and Reese or Kimora and Russ Relationships can be dead but look live to us I guess we all been through it where we try too much Losin yourself and you're lyin and stuff Wishin for the diamond cuffs in search of a ring Where love is not a mystery it's everything Real People walk in the streets the streets is talkin' Often it's beef this city never does People walk and talk in they sleep Cold sweats and wet dreams On how to get green our faith is all in a jeep Black souls raw and they deep Hypes tryna talk with no teeth Shorties sayin' ball or retreat A lesson we all speak at one point or another What you expect from one who smoke a joint with his mother Anointed hustlers in a fatherless region Through the pain wish they know that God was just teachin' We want decent homes So dreams we say out loud like speakerphones just to keep em on It's like a colored song that keep keepin' on I guess knowin' I'm weak is when I'm really bein' strong Somehow through the dust I could see the dawn Like the Bishop Magic Juan that's why I write freedom songs For the real people I wonder is the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile Selassie Watch me as the cops be tryna and pop and lock me They cocky plus they mentality is Nazi The way they treat blacks I wanna snap like paparazzi We're the children of a better God searchin' for better jobs We could cop ghetto cars tryin' not to catch a charge They say the dope game is sour Now they doin' homework that's when they follow you for hours Come to your crib and devour all that you work for Must be more than paper these niggas hurt for Through the purple haze I circle days I rhyme that work for pays Tryna reverse the slave's mind and insert the brave mentality Heard that it's drama at home Can a dude break free and still get honored at home I was told by a chief it's the games nature When you're glowin' some will love and some will hate ya It's real people Black men walking wit white girls on they arms I be mad at em as if I know they moms Told to go beyond the surface a person's a person When we lessen our women our condition seems to worsen The weary cursin' the sky Talkin' to themselves givin' the version of why help and hurt in they eye I'm writing shit that I feel Raps are black steel in the hour of commotion the motion of Com Is like that of a ocean devotion 'cause I'm the earth wind and fire Of hip hop by Rakim and Short I been inspired My shit knocks environments Of cats with seventeen's tint time is money The mind is funny how it's spent on getting it It's sitting with descendants of Abraham I went from bashful to asshole to international lover-self Word to the mother on my last record cover it's felt In this neverending battle to please Niggas magazine writers emcees Who request hot shit I freeze And tell them where I was rose we always said cold Hold your horses and your carriages This never-went-gold nigga rocks shows carat-less You not gon' respect self at least respect the heritage Affecting lives is where the wealth and the merit is I realize what I portray day to day I gotta carry this And beats rhymes and life is where the marriage is Had dreams of fucking rap broads it came true Journalist I wreck shared the same view Picked up a fallen angel on the path that I emcee Familiar voice come to find out the angel was me Times are we still close From what you accustomed to hearing everyday You know the dope-smoking gun-thiefting homies dying I'm amongst it save the war stories for Private Ryan Women cry children laugh men dance I refuse to lose self and try to win fans Over weight on my shoulder fluctuates like Oprah's My refrigerator poetry's magnetic like ultra You couldn't hang if you was a poster Posing like a bitch for exposure It's rumors of gay emcees just don't come around me with it You still rockin hickies don't let me find out he did it Got my eyes on the tiger eyes on the prize Eyes on the thighs of Mary J. Blige Imagining how good the cat must be Stop eatin meat lost weight but I still rap husky My verse depth is that of a baby's first step Or the old lady who died and the nurse wept I flow like cursive writing inviting you and yours to my openess Shows allow me to cop range like a vocalist But man does not live on bread alone What good is a range when it's time to head home Ooh that boy he radical Talk that money talk emphatical Who in the game had the baddest hoes Home grown with no home phone From the city of wind nigga win or go home It's the Chi bullshit I'm on Make a dome from a brick and a pocket full of stones Hit them cones clips and crones I don't play away games I got hitters at home I'm a dime like six in the morn' Me and Muhammad speak in similar tones Go hard like pyramid stones Stand the test of time cross the burning sands With aggressive rhymes I'm blessed to rhyme I invest in time Like Superman stick out my chest and shine I'm I ride fun facts that's actual Keep it one hunnid that's natural To get them new blue hunnid niggas strapped with flow Shout out to black and DC make it capital I done made enough I don't have to rap no more Tell the truth that ain't what I'm rapping fo' Got a whole lot so we can have some mo' So rosey go to red diamond make 'em clap some more Movie we are black actors Makin' somethin' out of nothin' blak majik What I do I own like magic Status of the livest and established Girl with the fattest I'm givin' you the gladdest Night you ever had this Neewteb ni tsixe I ereh ton ma I Maerd ruoy ni evah uoy suoicsnoc eht ma I I am the matter that cannot be seen I am the conscious you have in your dream Do not be scared of my dark energy I am not here I exist in between Yeah that's me I'm magical I'm black I'm strapped with magic bro I'm nothing you have had before I'm everything but nothing more I wanna get closer to you baby Sweetheart you know that you most Important at least on the West Coast I'm just trippin' it's somethin' about your throat You think different and understand how I float Got cribs on both Coasts You get down but you ain't a golddigger You got the soul with the figure to match Your girlfriend said that this dude is a catch Creative with the gifts plus he hit it frsom the back And places we ain't supposed to We make the music baby you on the vocals International lover I never stay local Go to places that you never been Beautiful outside even better when it's in You have arrived girl you can come again You sexy I know brothers try to spit to you But I'm the only one that can get to you Lifting you my drive is shifting you I opened you free it's like a gift to you I truly am thickly and thankful And as long I'm in your town I'mma stay You know I can't escape you No matter how far you're still my star You was there when the marks tried to steal my car Snappin' with me that's just how real you are Sophisticated woman you understand a man You don't call all the time just to see where I am Put a G in your hand make sure you're livin' alright Makin' love is me and I'mma give it all night Turn over in the morning make it warmer and better Long as we can be we can come together I remember she sit there with her thickness Never played a game but I heard about them sisters A wise mister said love is gonna get you But that ain't what I read in the scriptures God be with us It was hard for me to take down the pictures I was tripping I even called her sister I could be someone you could talk to each and every day But you were 'bout to marry be on your merry way I'm singing through the pain like I was Mary J 'Cause we break up to make up like Mary Kay Rumors leaving tumors on my heart now We fell in love huh just to fall apart now I get your calls and I try to disregard now What was easy for us now is hard now Huh Who do it better we used to move together Now we not together is this our new forever Hell nah I'm waiting on your call Told you be I'll be back had to break down some walls Issues that I had Some say it comes from not seeing my dad Keep moving on Hard for me to stay away and stay in touch Girl my heart is broke and I need a crutch Thought I was okay but nights that I stayed up Ass got me layed up girl I never gave up On you and us I tried to take it day by day and whew its tough I know your young and you gotta live your life ma I thought it was the right time for me to wife ya I must confess I miss the days of you laying on my chest So confusing losing love I'm saying god bless Who do it better we used to move together Now we not together is this our new forever If your eyes are the window to your soul Open eyes bring the cold If your dreams keep you warm in night Baby just keep 'em closed If your eyes are the window I can sneak in at night In your eyes I can see your soul Staring back into mine She was a beautiful rose From the concrete and heat she grows In the dark room her life was exposed Her picture of men we walk on all fours Heart opened and heart closed Every now and then she sparkles You can tell she was hurt by the words that she chose I'm thinking like Lauryn a rose is still a rose Even when the door close there grows a new one I told her it's some good men she asked me if I knew one Her daddy left a hole because she never really knew him Ok sometimes from commitment we do run Rocking Lou Vuitton said she focused on the Christian I'm speaking to her trying to enhance her vision But not to be married with kids she was wishing She said daddy take me ice-skating Looking at the rear-view life's waiting for her Gotta be there to support her Can't really wait for a court order She got the type of aura that's fun and vibrant A lot of love inside got to help guide it Daddy will protect it God will provide it We all will be there so your soul ain't divided Man how quick she grows Looking like her momma but she got my toes I suppose it's the age that she really need me A lot of girls without them become needy As she begins the race of life and love I told her I can't run it for ya but God know's I'ma coach ya Yeah yeah me and my man Common Sense Rallying troops like Joseph Stalin I'm about to make the name Common Sense a name you fear Y'all niggas is scared I'm your worst nightmare squared And I'm a make the name Canibus a name you fear Y'all niggas is scared I'm your worst nightmare squared That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware I can tell by how you write you the type to run in a fight I hold mics while you hold spite Like a broken-hearted bitch don't give no fuck who your team or who you started with Cameoed or charted with I house niggas like apartments with Mic mechanisms I dissect a rhythm Move crowds with kinetic wisdom It's like a Malcolm X-orcism fuck the rhythm I hit him I want him got and I get him auction his wack ass off then bid him I'm creating the ultimate verses with perfect lines Putting together the web of my rhyme one thread at a time So you niggas need to stop testing me Because you know you can't fuck with me stepping to me with insuperior weaponry Exposing yourself to the verbal radiations Saying you can defeat me is nothing but speculation Lyrics unravel faster than bullets travel through barrels Niggas be digging my styles like fossils and pterodactyls Who wanna battle I'm bad to the bone marrow The Earth got one sun but I walk with three shadows With Allah my supernatural bodyguard Niggas couldn't touch me if they gave me a massage MC's will compete with lyrics and beats get crushed I'll hit you in your chest so hard your shoulders will touch I pursue sound fairs relaxed like Dru Down's hair Other nigga's rhymes are like gang signs I throw down theirs On knots I landed players get played like Hamlet Supposedly nice taken for granted like life I write twice and drop singles in record pools Niggas I'm dunking like when cops mingle Fuck hip-hop jingles rhyming big words and not saying shit The clique that you came in with accent your flavor with Like moose I go to the caves and get niggas off all fours I'm the shit that's uncalled for the shit that you fall for Far more advanced than a rapper whose career You could only take a glance I stand in a circumference of humbleness But in the Chi rumble it's Mistaken as a weakness when poetry's in motion Like a picture I'm the main feature Amongst hard working teachers and corrupt preachers I make my living off of singles like Latifah In between sheets like reefer with blunted senses You couldn't make a statement if you was from a sentence I'm cold with numb intentions Yo the Canibus is a animal with a mechanical mandible Coming to damage you spitting understandable slang at you I be the all seeing lyrical hammerhead shark peripheral With three-hundred sixty degree visual When the signal was given MC's get bitten With venom from a poisonous algorithm liable to kill 'em My style will get in 'em way up in 'em My face don't belong in The Source it belongs on the Shroud of Turin for certain I grab mics and murder shit It's wickeder than Satan worshipers going to Catholic church services You heard of this the lyrical verbalist slash herbalist The wrath of my cold-blooded verses is merciless Rap snap get your ass cracked like bear traps Contaminate your air sacs like tear gas And I swear black try to battle me you won't last I'll turn your ass into a dead ass You ass fag I'll blow you to ashes with tactics Strip you naked then make you hug a cactus you bastard So fat to be a rap star taking pictures at music seminars People know who you are Now I got mad shorties that wanna call me because they saw me Up in The Source chilling on page forty Put this in your iPhone You can find me on the internet talking to chicks I be talking mad trash trying to get 'em to laugh See if I click and drag long enough I'll get the ass Bring it back to the lab on Mount Prospect Ave Let your chicken suck me off and send her home in a cab You know how we do liquid aluminum Beasts from the East part two coming to see you It's time I made the name Common Sense a name y'all fear Y'all niggas is scared I'm your worst nightmare squared Now that I made the name Canibus a name you fear You still scared I'm your worst nightmare squared That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware Since I made the name Common Sense a name y'all fear Y'all niggas is scared I'm your worst nightmare squared And since I made the name Canibus a name you fear Stay scared I'm still your worst nightmare squared That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware Catch another sucker duck MC out there Still getting mine in the ninenties Yo just relax take it easy slow down I had this yeah I had this friend of mine Who just you know he was moving too fast you know what I'm sayin' I told him to slow down he said the sun don't chill I said I said still I said still you gotta Just appreciate life sit back don't let it fly right past you No matter what go on I'm still gettin' mine No matter the year no matter the place no matter the time It's like I'm fighting for freedom writing for freedom These record company niggas I don't like when I see 'em My ancestors when I'm writing I see 'em and talk with 'em Hoping in the promise land I can walk with 'em Shitted on so many rappers it's like I'm in the stall with 'em Molest concepts stalk rhythms paid dues bought wisdom As legends fall my godmother answer heaven's call Preachers' daughters get fucked in the reverand's hall MCs reckless eyeball why y'all wanna go and do that Must've thought I was solo the name just ain't the U-Ac Like in the ghetto photo with one nigga in the chair Holding liquor in despair gang signs in the air I shine in spaces where time is just a glare Hold the mic like a memory Niggas say I'm nice with metaphors but these are similes Street ministry my poetry's a penitentiary track is visitation Sentences is life I'm like chief up in this demonstration You squirm with discomfort wiggle and cough Six days of madness and you might throw me off On this great ball of stress that they call the earth I'mma show y'all in rhyme just how much shit I been through And all the places I went to always played the low It's like a competition this mission here I'm telling you Crash courses slow down you can't learn that quick 'Cause I'm the dead eye with the red eye from Chi to Lee I thought y'all knew every year I grew I'm still growing And in a year or two I hope my girl'll be showing A male seed praise God I name him Moses I lead people I want him to that's why I chose this Now is the glass half-full or half-empty Common why they tempt me The king of the simply bore in mic I always stay on top 'cause I give niggas what they like I know y'all hate that why I feel I owe y'all everyday If y'all hear it a thousand times it's gon' be the same way Now I'm a peaceful man I don't want no stress You know I'm still waiting for it Yo yo some get Range Rovers some religion change-over Angel on my main shoulder telling me remain sober Token nigga game's over ain't no payola in freestyle In battles I'm warring like a G-Child Searching for the child in me this style in me This release is like the piece that's now in me They tried to assassinate me god like Martin on the balcony Catch a flick at the Liquid Kitty Trying to get a chick to kick it with me till the tilt Told her my chamber's like Wilt Built with her for a sec let her know I had respect Less than a hour she was giving me neck yo I'm still getting mine I love the way I am and can't nobody out here change me Good Morning Vietnam I'm back Is it me you're looking for For the perfect beat sweetly oblique I'm fresh I come clean but I can't whistle While No dug in the crates I dug in my nose And picked a rhyme any rhyme I don't have any time To waste I'm hip don't even trip To an easy travel agent now we fly for free I can be fly for free You want some fire tree then buy from me Some of the realest illest chillest cats you may see In your life if you get one Rappers are like jobs to me because they get done Here it comes I'm as Able as Cain to get raw That's why the DJ's mix me I'm gonna bust dicks This is not da bomb so save all your threats I'm good to go and also I'm Rets Rhymes I wrecks affects the roughnecks Down to the preps in the Polos the studs with fros Hoes with weaves the bald-headed to the dreaded To folks with butters high rollers in rollers Players with plats studs with stocking caps I be rockin' raps 'til I collapse Niggas play my tape about as much as they do craps Hi C I'm free at last I'm a free man free as World B And like an early bird I'm special You ain't that special as Ed and Vesta So to myself I say congratulations I'm glad you had the patience you better have the patience Whassup Scony Rony I'm that boney homey from Stony But hardcore is far more than bats and gats It stems back to the roots of being true What I look like talkin' about some shit I ain't do I ain't shoot nobody I ain't shank nobody I ain't kill nobody It wasn't us it was them The Warriors I'm a warrior and still don't have to shotgun It takes one to know one and no one can Tell me how to be 'cause I'mma be me aight 'Cause I'm a man now check it Sometimes I get a good feeling When I'm chillin' at the flat lookin' at the wall Wondering can I come off of it I'm off a bit On the mic I be talkin' shit But some say my talk don't make no Sense I'm tryin' to make dollars My momma told me to go to school and be a scholar But school ain't for me So don't even go there I'm comin' out of nowhere to go where Probably in about seven years I won't have no hair But not only am I the Hair Club President I'm also a client I come off like a toupee I still have to pay 2Pc Dark A Raider that never Lost the Ark on the shot But now when I shoot rock I be all out of breath My boy Adefo wanted to be a chef But he went down South and fell in love call me love I'm like B.J. my Arm is Strong and I Stretch ya Styles from East to West all across the country I'm like that big fat woman 'cause cats wanna bump me I probably would get bumped more if I was a gangster But I am a gangsta call me the gangsta of love I love my music I love my momma I love myself I love you and you love me And this is I'm out Yo I wanna say peace to my moms my grandmomma Lil Chandra and John yo rest in peace to my Aunt Stella Rahsaan's moms Ron's moms Dawn's moms Corey's moms Who are you These people be themselves y'all peace and love Common Victory won in a world of Henessey and guns Too young for the marches but I remember these drums The stark reality of wars and battles We fought for ours caught in ghetto tragedy I talk to my aunt named Mattie Lee And recognize the importance of family Hand me a joint good music and room to breathe Those that doubt Com' will soon believe Can't judge the weave my lady had one I'm more like a fool for soul and passion The price of gas rises street life is pumpin' fast lives is I watched Crash and realize that we all survivors No religion or race could ever describe us My guys do dirt move dirt but never really talk about it Forever begins just because I thought about it Living once again We live Then you're gone Living once again We live Then you're gone Living once again We live Then you're gone Living once again We live Then you're gone Ashes and snowfalls I wonder when the roll call for heaven gon' come Forever gon' come It's a cold world and I can never go numb Look fear in the eyes say I never gon' run Sooner then later I know the cheddar gon' come For now I write the world letters to better the young On tree by jury together we hung Now we let our chains hang and gang bang to maintain 'Ghanistan goin' through the same thing It trickles down at each other we aim pain I shoot for stars peace and exclusive cars Through the ride I learned to earn hard Watch gangstas turn God in the midst of war No matter how much I elevate I kiss the floor It was in the wind when she said Dilla was gone That's when I knew we'd live forever through song Here we are back in the studio again Hey I don' need no cue cards They got the engineers holdin up the cue cards Oh they say just talk don't sing Son I bet you feel like you and I've been here forever Thirty years old red eyes beholding red eyes I see my world's tears Yeah origin is forever Every peak will have 2 valleys Hopeful eyes in the comfort Of true protection and admiration of a child Damn what I'm going to leave I'll leave my one and only grain of spiritual sand To universal scales of humanity all humanity Forever is finding a solution to a solution Tsunamis hurricanes Following the trails of the African slave ships Floods Columbine global warming earthquakes Another somebody done me wrong son We're still did you place your one grain Of spiritual sand forever Confusion need a solution The pot of humanity sift the ingredients Of acknowledgment apology amendment atonement We gonna work with the four A's here They gon' wanna bring you down No one knows just what's inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind I heard a white man's yes is a black maybe I was delivered in this world as a crack baby Hard for me to pay attention and I act crazy Gotta get over from the tip I watch the fat lady Sing a song on how we guerillas in warfare And I'm the kingest kong They say we dreaming wrong Them same strips that them older cats lingered on Now the Walgreens is gone hope is killed fiends are born We leanin on a wall that ain't that ain't stable It's hard to turn on the hood that made you To leave we afraid to The same streets that raised you can age you With other black birds that's caged too A rage up in Harlem and the southside Brothers is starving with their mouth wide open Floating across state got the workout plans so they can move weight The fate of the black man woman and child maybe Can't come around They gon' wanna bring you down No one knows just what's inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Black maybe Can't come around They gon' wanna bring you down No one knows just what's inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Black maybe He had game since he used to hoop at Chatham Neither the ghetto nor defenders could trap him The stones had his back and they'd pat him He was living a life they couldn't fathom Colleges getting at him with all type of scholarships Even if he went they knew he'd leave college quick For the pros the one from the hood that was chose The black rose that grew in the jungle But humble stud still had rumble in his blood Women all around giving him trouble love You know the love when you up they down 'Cause you wrap a ball they round Your win is their crown Dudes in the circle he known for years Shared beers and cheers but chose different careers When paper and fame came they ain't know how to react Them same studs shot him in the back Can't come around They gon' wanna bring you down No one knows just what's inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Can't come around They gon' wanna bring you down No one knows just what's inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind When we talk about black maybe We talk about situations Of people of color and because you are that color You endure obstacles and opposition And not all the time from other nationalities Sometimes it come from your own kind Or maybe even your own mind You get judgedyou get laughed at you get looked at wrong You get sighted for not being strong The struggle of just being you The struggle of just being us black maybe Can't come around They gon' wanna bring you down No one knows just what's inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Yo niggas don't want none of this Niggas know they can't fuck with this Turn this shit up just a little more I walk the night in rhyming armor bomb a nigga like a winter coat Have him on Death Row searching for an Interscope Yet I sparkle like Irene Cara Symbolize dope like sirens do terror Mary Lou just had a baby someone else decapitated Flashbacks of past raps make me so glad I made it Players is getting traded I drop a gem on them who's style is jaded My juice is grated Shit is so banging niggas say it's gang related On philosopher's rink of thought I've skated with precision Crews is getting split like decisions Com'a let it ride and collision Vision like Coleco or intele I battle stars in stellar Regions my thought scheme was my like my offspring Now it's teething My reason to rhyme applies to season and time Seizing the mind body and regions divine In mom's cookouts I'm leaving the swine Verbal vegetarian squash beef with Ice Cube Came in this rap life nude Now I'm fully clothed with flows You tricks can't hide behind expensive cars and clothes Old niggas I expose like Luke does hoes in videos With classic material imperial and rugged like Got mag but my slugs a mic You fake like a smile like a hug I'm tight Skip ladies this is rip a muthafucka night Downtown interracial lovers hold hands I breathe heavy like an old man with a cold can of Old Style Hold a Stone Isle profile Mix between Malcolm X and Sef when I go wild Hold mics like a second nut until the second coming Humming coming towards you with power like forwards do Hip hop you my bitch and like a Ford I'm exploring you Some wack niggas be cool with them I stay cordial Flow at room temperature cats is presumed miniature Like golf soft like Tiger Woods At real nigga angles I've stood with ways that's geometric Don't need to rob banks with dyke broads to set it I levitate to the occasion lounge like a lyricist Rhyme wise you a rest haven You sat by the door spooked like I was Wes Craven You need to do more deleting and less saving A praise in hell raising heaven As the bill on my pager leavens What you should have known from day one You will on day seven Hungry hip hop junkie in the city Love ain't for the faint of heart Start training this game is hard And arduous you're gonna play in the dark like when it rains in the park You're hardly conscious of the stains and scars enabling your partly clouded logic To pay to impart bliss with arrangements of chocolates Now you're working yourself out the same as when you strain' with a nautilus And you're willing to embrace pain facing sustained negative consequence If nothing you say when in love is embedded with common sense Then do you really regret when you've shredded your promises Now I've tested the waters kid Sipped it rippled the pond a bit Visits have been abolished and this shit's killing my confidence Is this filling your conscience when distance is an accomplishment You best fix whatever's wrong and just move on and get on with it 'Cause You'll catch bigger fish in the sea if you manage not to drown in it It's sad but proud or not most your standards go down a notch When loneliness drinks at the bar you set too high 'Cause It isn't really my time is it Shit I just found the watch But hearing the bell toll for me twice a day has me fearing my grandfather clock And I can't die without trying my hands tied in knots Knowing that I'll never learn to brave the waves if I stand by the docks Love is hampered by thought if you can handle the prospect of Death it's as massive a shock And to intellects it's a fuckin' smack in the crotch It's a cancer that rots your soul tosses demons off of the road Just use caution and know that love ain't nothing but a loss of control Love'll have you nervous doing stupid shit on purpose Brain out of service words slurred when you blurt shit Screaming this non-sense shit in your verses Feeling like a shirtless four-breasted woman in a circus Furthurly trying to gap an unfillable void Because of parents never transfering that unbillical joy So girls create a false world of filling on boys Exploited guys playing with her heart like her feelings are toys But when you have it there's nothing like it you get excited Seeking those who provide it on phones talking to psychics Some fear it spend their entire lives trying to fight it Living in a confusing Hayes like they're grooving to Isaac It ain't the end of the rainbow with a treasure chest and a map It ain't easily learnable with definitions in tact It can ride your train of thought and demolition your tracks Hittin' and bullwhippin you leavin' them slits in your back But I've been a lucky one loving parents loving friends But I still spend alot of my life loving sin But I ain't a genius on it I can only pretend 'Cause over all it's an emotion I cannot comprehend yeah it's love Love ain't the basis for action In a nation of addicts pacing and waiting for seconds of satisfaction Where the word itself is only fashioned in fits of passion Hand in hand with animalistic orgasmic reaction And the past isn't felt as a match made in hell But rather its held as a latter day meld Of common mistakes and nice intentions But when false love retention is simply vice invention It's only right to mention the fights you get in Nightly visions of these Tina and Ike revisions So what's love really got to do with it From prude women to stool pidgeons in soup kitchens The truth isn't as eloquent so be intelligent Getting caught out of your element just for the hell of it's irrelevant And that word'll fit like a glove if you don't get right Now live your life for the love or stop So fuck the commercial tracks you be doin' A brother got to eat Yeah Why don't you rap for food then The music makes me high Even though I stay away from canibus like Wyclef Similar to Christ If you know your gwan die Show no mercy You get hit with more bricks than New Jerus like Confucian rules We spit raps that are totally murderous So check out how these herbs get touched nigga you ain't servin us cunning lynguists with stunning English Harry Renquist with the best speech Roll with cats who smoke more trees than the slash and burn techniques Red fleets Pulp Fiction style We make like fly swatters and smash pests Keep your bodies looking like samples for the Rorscach Test so fuck around and get your team rocked The plot's to have everything between L.A. and Queen's locked She sits in bed with her halo crooked She says she's never been in love before She takes time to define what we'll never get We're turning into enemies with benefits Enemies with benefits She the girl of my dreams also my nightmares 'Cause she be jigglin' it killin' it in her nightwear Between mean glances that we might share The space between us is like a lightyear All in my phone like she's the NSA All in my Facebook pretendin she me The ghetto's trying to kill me and my chick's an accomplice Text messaging ridiculous comments I'd have to wash my mouth out to read you the contents She might literally love me to death We had a stairway to heaven til' I fell down the steps Now I'm left with a pain in the neck But she's my eye candy the flavor I savor And I'm part Vader I think with my saber I live in crazy town and I'm married to the mayor She sits in bed with her halo crooked She says she's never been in love before She takes time to define what we'll never get We're turning into enemies with benefits They call me Lex junior My ex like a six shot shooter sex ruger She's a sex cougar She texts we bang every time I sit next to her Man she get me hard as steel I call her X-Ray Coz my ex bust her neck during sex play I get the cleanest dome I mean it holmes She never be at home but she never be alone Her boyfriend is a punk he rock a onesie He think he fly pullin' stunts in his undies But she my kryptonite I know it's cryptic right I'm sitting back with a pipe getting ripped at night On my window pane the coldest rain My enemy Miss Lois Lane She sits in bed with her halo crooked She says she's never been in love before She takes time to define what we'll never get We're turning into enemies with benefits She's a devil in a baby blue dress Who I'm mentally redressing as an angel through sex Who be testing my mettle and yes in a way I choose the stress And I guess that I settle 'cause I'm a slave to huge breasts But it ain't worth it Ask me again if my mind has changed on the situation in five days And I couldn't say for certain And so we stay in this deranged arrangement My judgement Impaired like I was drunk on kamakazi's running a busted Kawasaki Callin the love doctor 'cause I need a fix of this chick and it's sickening Wish I could quit but my dick is mixing the signals and shit Half of the time I see past these disastrous signs And half of the time I keep asking if I'm happy to lie If blame can be assigned then I guess I'll have to try this food for thought You can always see the shape of the pan in the pie Savage desire in me to taste her loving So my peace of mind will never turn into a baker's dozen I'm crumbling Its about time like that shit that light up ya wrist Real niggas keep pleadin' the 5th Concealed dealings in the heat of the mist In the league of the chimps I'm so for real with bananas and clips So I fail with the gangstas and pimps Try'na prevail quick money attempts Couple hits nigga thinkin' he rich But I was headstrong dead wrong perhaps Playin' scenes in my mind when a fiend relapse Eyes rolled back in they head relaxed But money feeds the J's to the feet of the cool And my feet were famished after walkin' from school Wood heels smokin' kill with a hooligan crew Talkin' slick to the fiends even robbin' a few Niggas lucky that it's rappin' that he happen to do 'Cause oh lo and behold it could happen to you The politics of pushin' potent potion One toke and I bet I got you open Peep what I prescribe to my smokers Give em the proper dosage Gary boy with dreams like Michael to see the ocean I was local til the white boy Joseph put me on different coasts Then he left me for dead dog So he could push the pussy pigs Sonic The Hedgehog The crackers wanna profit off my topics of mockin' Niggas rock it let it dry trap traffic and train hoes Poppin' my Smith Wesson at polices in plain clothes The ghetto just infested with felons So whether its the fuzz or the thugs now you under surveillance I got a letter from the feds in the mail That say I'm connected with some niggas that's sellin' yayo So share some information or you'll be sharin' a cell Lock me up and swallow the key throw me under the jail But Never tell I'm not a gangster I tried to stay all the way playa when it came to game But got benched in a sense when it came to Jane I can't explain the deep breaths that I take in her presence Found recollections connect to every ounce of her essence I love her til she join with the air up above her Love so strong it can't be wrong for her to share with another Long as she touch my lips and my fingers fuck it we swingers 'Cause it's Jane that keeps me sane For what the world gonna bring us Can make a blind man see and forget his doctor's appointment For her sheer enjoyment I'll even risk unemployment Can it be Her first name changed to Calamity 'Cause if saw by the law in my car they grabbing me Harrassing me asking me 'where did she come from ' Have me see a counselor asking questions thats plumb dumb Trying to steal my love so now I'm constantly taking shit 'Cause now three times a week they wanna test our relationship Shit Jane's all confused inside Gone off that mary jane She's making love to equalize Gone off that sexy damn Jane Yeah spread them legs jane I need a head change Coochie hairs flame colored sweet lil red things She riddles every area of my brain with deep tickles Mary married her carries my pain Nope An angel came to me one night chillin' Next I know we break up roaches from cigars We done finished Jane doing things that made me search my soul I's a young one she's an old freak that cuts slow Leave her Right now you got a hellafied no I guess I needs her that double edged ledge cuts throats I love the please her or pleasure whatever call it liesure You call her a crutch y'all hush I call her 'Retha Undressin her loving the resin upon fingertips Its over when I roll me a Fat Lady Now sing it bitch Jane's all confused inside Gone off that mary jane She's making love to equalize Yo first I sprinkle the verse By addin' words rhymes Flippin 'em in a verse with lines Then I'mma hit 'em disperse rhyme Venom and then I'mma split 'em in half Feelin' my wrath Venturin' through parts of the South so dirty You'll want to be given a bath It's livin' a pathological lie to deny that I'm nice And the truth hurts Wearin' a blue shirt the best buy for the price To get six guys this live and nice on the mic So don't diss us because we're fly Until you try what it's like I'm liable to slice at these emcee bastards Leaving their knees fractured Needin' every piece of their teeth re-crafted So don't front 'cause I see past it You're harmless like Wolverine's adamantium claws When they're retracted If the scene's backlit Or seems static we'll wreak havoc We'll beat batter to keep rappin' A leech battle a dream shatterer For three nanoseconds Count your paces one step to Tonedeff You're Gone in Sixty Seconds like Nicholas Cage is I'll leave you riddled with basics There's no need for complexity To be beside myself I need God next to me Just kiddin' I'm partially bullshittin' The only time I take a loss pussy is when I lose kittens I don't capsize boats But I got crews flippin' You catch it The message needs analyzation Step and your boys'll be pouring alcoholic libations I flew sick you knew this I'll puzzle you doofus Fuck mentally Stretch you into a physical Rubik's It'll take more than sticker rearrangement to change it His language is so strange how do we contain it You can't just paint this up upon the canvas Gotta get the mental picture To begin to understand this So anticipate defeat delete chances Got your heads speared on lances Doin' burial dances I'm giving body language speech impediments Each uttered threat causes confident cats to stutter-step Cut a reputation down to sighs too raw for porn overdubs Plate of leftovers Eat some Eat some warmed-over thugs A jaded wordsmith bleeding ghostwriter's pens dry Getting on a rapper's nerves corroding dendrites When my thoughts connect you ought to step away fast Seems I gave cats ADATs the way they make tracks Forget a scare I'm not generous kid Spit Society of Nimh and indent it in lids Indie Pennant is sick and this is just a quick reminder If you lust to vic a cipher then I'll bus your clique to Rikers All expenses paid no questions asked I'll get open in the cut and leave your flesh a gash Can't relax man the last time I took a breather I got brought up on murder charges start the crooked fever Hey yo I'm not a fella to riff with I'm so nice Mr. Rogers sued my ass For copyright infringement Roll with henchmen That will switch heads From wanna be thugs to twenty-four seven bitch kids Topping my shitlist Producting cat bastards wantin' jiggy beats For some wack rappers Switch my style Who you tryin'a play My beats'll maraud yo' ass any time of day Like Deuce Bigalow's chick Whenever you do shit The Source'll be forced to make the quotables A three-page fold-out No doubt I'm fed up with this wack shit Bombin' the next kid wearin' Abercrombie and Fitch And any jiggy rapper actin' fly on the radio's Gettin' pulled out of rotation like a Firestone radial Kashal Tee the hip hop scene I phatten Not even my winner's belt keeps my jeans from saggin' It seems I'm braggin' But fiends been naggin' for my next release I apply all my expertise and make 'em extra pleased Even get the vexed appeased I make any brother feel this All I do is independent like double helix Sellin' out Well I hope that you're not But how else could you afford all the soap that you drop You can't fuck wit me yo kid look Takin' me out ain't no small feat you ain't Bigfoot You should know who the heck you're facin' 'Cause my reputation leaves no room for speculation Now battle is that you want to do What kind of man are you I bet you sit on the urinal too Now that it's proven to you They got a lot to tell us She's got your heart skippin' beats like acapellas I be a cryptic author Writing poems on tombstones Iam the nigga you couldn't bring home when at high school I'm at the crib wit your bitch givin' me slow head Split you up in more pieces than when Jesus broke bread My clique is raw be prepared when you meet us Kill an unborn baby and you still couldn't de-fetus I don't battle with rhymes I'd rather battle with nines Instead of using my mind I'd rather shatter your spine The closest you ever came to a punch line Was waitin' for refreshments at the prom in late eighties I'm super crafty super nasty super raspy Fuckin' bitches with super asscheeks You fucking faggots don't know what raw speech is I beat a bitch until her whole body turn to cleavage I'm hyperactive so I drink decaffinated My left jab is fatal leavin' cats decapitated Tell the Reverend Harris to pray for me Lord I ain't gonna live I don't believe I'm gonna live to get much older Lights out so peaceful stressless Things used to seem so restless Forgive me please see I need to address this Just haven't been this breathless since I met this Woman who lept into my life when I was reckless Mothered my blessed kid but was destined to exit early Guess you can say I've been blessed with the best gifts Reminiscing holding her necklace in my clenched fist Ha it's funny how we move in sudden directions Dedicated my life to the public's protection Never remarried 'cause love's an investment Besides I had a baby girl to worry about That would struggle to blend in Now as I think a weightlessness is interrupting my senses A pulsing tension carries my very frame I rise up in ascension wait I try to escape but I arrive at these gates I see a figure standing guard who invites me to pray I tried it on At the gates of Hell I'm going to lay down I walk towards the figure that's extending its hand I move to enter past the gates yet I'm met with its grasp Slow down son there's things to discuss such as family But first let us talk about vanity Vanity Man you're sadly mistaken Either that or your sanity's shaken If you'd examine me patiently You'd retract on your statement I haven't sinned flagrantly I've acted as faithfully As any other single father Who raised a baby girl graciously Nakedly she was at your door after her mother's death Ignorant to racial anger and other stress Later had a mixed baby at her sweet sixteen How did that fit within your picnic scene Sometimes it's too late to fix these things The pristine dream was over Had to face the fact she split these genes with his sick seed With skin the darkest pigment seen And so I kicked and screamed Until we found the peace that distance brings A mixed raced queen that was your thoughts about her mama Up yonder went her soul your hate growed from ponders On life being less trife with a white wife So any instance of y'alls differences it was slice-slice Oh my it's not her race my daughter's love flies blind I couldn't take her making the same mistakes that crushed my life I'm dumbstruck by these baseless allegations I've saved too many lives of all creeds For you to paint me as a racist I've endangered my own safety to save babies from blazes Black white latino even asian on occasion How dare you question my motivation No need to second guess your only aim was to be famous Lord knows you've left behind scorched souls Black children left chilling later found burnt whole So sadly your glory's to come urgently Sentenced to fight fires for eternity We about to get into the seasons The seasons of hip hop How we gonna start it As we spring back to the past it was all happening fast We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass When b-boys danced to the latest jam You could say this man was the greatest fan When shoelaces were fat and all the rapper's faces were black And light-brown a box with the right sound was all you needed When it blast they must move You just proved you're hard like L in Krush Groove And songs started to drop Ain't nobody start at the top Before Preme learned the art of the chop The game started to bloom and blossom And masters ready for the cermony like a groom in costume Growth from the rain of the previous years I took notes from what I heard through these devious ears As Summer's heatwaves ascended in it's splendid manner Green was flooding our scene although the skin was tanner Fuck The Police jumpin over radio scanners It was hot in the shade wet paint all over the canvas Fuck Vanilla Ice cones we had T Cube's America's Most And wanted that Chronic on the Left-Coast Talent pools were full and fresh for swimming Backstrokin' through Dark Sides and Illmatic beginnings Them lemonade stands would make you street platinum It was 2 Live Florida crews caught heat for rappin' But free speech pollination kept bees colonizing in hives And stung Delores Tucker right in her pride The Tribes ocean splash was rising the tide Strictly 4 My Niggas that were ready to die in the ride I wish the summer's vibe could've lasted forever To bad we had to have a change in that weather that shit was beautiful By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains Winter brought along platinum causing the ice age Now we got rap cats stealing classic rap tracks In winter it's snowed in like the temperature's below ten Citizens open up shows for more snowmen Scrawny boys rock bubblegooses to pose like grown men And you can catch freezer burn from women when they show skin Jolly fat white men get paid when rap hits the shelves And artists themselves get treated like Elves Matter of fact Santa's gotten so greedy when a rapper sells You even need clearance to sample Jingle Bells What the hell You need cells and 2 ways for chicks to bone ya And so much ice on ya body that you can get pneumonia Even at the beaches of Daytona it's gotten colder But it's about time for the cycle to start over How we gon' start it Oh yeah it's time they come down Butterfly in the sky I can fly twice as high He said Fuck to sobriety death to the worker bees Thirteen circles I've stepped for eternity Burning purple stressed on a murder spree It's self-inflicted don't get it twisted These knives in my back now Elliott Smith Rides in the background melodies fit Mixed with the misfits fix is the hurt When the lips that I kiss with press to the dirt French-kiss vixens distant and cursed Burned bridges occurred from scriptin' my words Word so I'll chisel a verse On these lie-filled halls that I've lived in and searched I'm still lost in a head of catacombs 'Cause I build walls like I'm Edgar Allan Poe I've killed off every damsel that I know For castles that I keep castles that I know I'm having spirits in the dark laying under moonlight Laughing with a stranger like I saved her from her doomed life Pop a couple Percs a perk of anonymity Trapped within a curse that I created with my energy A path that I rehearse a cycle on repeat Life is like a lion and I'm dying at its feet I roll another sweet check my muted Treo I've seen them as the plot too busy caught up in the B-roll My eye up to the keyhole scared to turn the knob And go out on my own instead I blend in with the mob My memory bank's the only thing I tend to rob And every time I phone the lob I'm out of dodge It's hard on the boulevard and other cliches The type of bullshit that I'm feeding self these days Corrosion on my relays one thing my mirrors chose An imp in new clothes exposed I mow a dead lawn aim for the alpha Ten claws deck the halls of Valhalla Not a man a receptacle for crest-fallen matter Never tempered or pressed into patterns But just won't die instead a palpitation from the plasma Pumping disenchanting anecdotes and antiquated data at 'em I get these headaches that climb down into my stomach Then off into my extremities and out into the public In a flood of shadow puppetry something in the air Got a tiny pool of energy becoming self-aware It's recognizing family and alphanumeric characters Scenery and deities with unassuming avatars Close encounters exacerbate his condition From classy to a bastion of classic misdirection Tune into the Casio adventures When the rest of me can barely form a god-damn sentence You can only see the stars when it's Don Cheadle black When the chips are down who dips and who reacts Folding under pressure ain't get us to where we at When all hope's lost you battle to get it back In fact dark times are when heroes shine Without them sour grapes there would be no wine Let your ego dine adversity for breakfast Zero pride in settling for less then Fighting tooth and nail no matter who prevails Instead of wishing on a star grab a comet by the tail Your ship ain't coming in then you got to make a sale Catch the wind and make it sail and hit the ground runnin' Til ya heartbeat sound like a battle drum thumpin' Those talking about failure ain't talkin' about nothin' You may weather the storm if you don't stop punchin' Reach for the stars and you might just touch 'em Stars shine stars shine When you think you've lost your way Making for a brighter day a brighter day Stars shine stars shine Coming out to light the way Making for a brighter day a brighter day Our money's funny our change is strange These days ain't sunny and the sea ain't tame We playing games where the rules ain't clearly defined In this coffee black world knee deep in the grind Be a vine in the shade a salmon in a stream Try lookin' for the stars when examining your dreams Could go from street singers to pop figures From block niggas to a brotha that is followin' stock tickers To grow in the night you gotta create light Gotta be a gamma ray burst that erase sight No astronomer has seen your incredible gleam And you don't need a telescope to detect dream You blessed with a mind that can see through space On dark nights in the stars you can find your face Just look up and marvel at all the constellations Egyptians built pyramids from these creations Against all odds and against the grain Sun becomes shelter in the midst of rain In monsoon proportions them moments of importance When victory's in vain it's the same the blood coursing Of course when selfishness inside provides poison Apply it to your life and let it sink in like ointment Poised when them black clouds come around don't back down Let haters be theme music playin' in the background There was a time when I couldn't find energy The only person that was feelin' me was Mrs. Hennessy It's like life was pinnin' me down I used to go out on the town and get instantly clowned You ain't gonna be a rapper you're not a factor You just a Kentucky boy get yourself a tractor Chasing out the bogus dreams that you never achieve That's when the liquor and weed became a need Self-esteem was lower than snorkel cities Aspirations were about as big as Myrtle Urkel's titties Then as soon as I started getting some pride My sister hydroplaned and died on water boarding In a family full of pride house full of tears Spent many years with a blood stream full of beers Heart full of fears all jeers no cheers 'til the rhythm in my ears make my mind clear I shine in spaces where time is just a glare Yeah hold the mic like it's a memory I hold the microphone enclosed in my palm And go beyond the flows exposed in my songs Can't grow fond of past memories 'Cause negativity leads the way to live with vast energy Offended by the mental imagery And suggest livin' in poverty was really meant for me Paternal tendencies towards chemical dependencies Had me thinking that all my enemies were kin to me I can't begin to see how to control the flash backs Progress past and my style of dress got me laughed at Thought I was passed that but it attempts to reoccur When I don't perceive what I feel I deserve Being slurred by those not livin' in my position My thoughts tend to glisten just like a pot to piss in And when I thought I'd risen life freezes the frame So I hold the mic like a memory to ease the pain I sit back and reflect on the wild paths in my life Only pain and heartache can feel my paths on the right You know what blasphemy's like cursing at God 'Cause you ain't got shit it hurts and it's hard Hell at times I stepped it up to only stumble Was forced to play Tarzan in this concrete jungle Most of my life's a daze got me forever lighting haze Tryna forget the times where I barely ate twice a day For alone and helpless so when I only felt the shame Sharing a twin bed in a homeless shelter Few friends even then most homies is fake Feel like a prisoner in my home pencil my only escape I went from the block with my fam to college exams But the pressures still there dog I'm still scared But I know it will all be right in the end As long as I can focus my fears and channel my life through my pen It's four o-clock on a Sunday morning Who the hell is calling my phone Waking me up I'm stretching and yawning If you had any sense you'd leave me alone Wee hours of the morning and word is bond I'm in jail I need bail Again the word is bond Not James in a tux with olives draped on my cup With a dame all on me with healthy letters to cup Can you free me before my prints get back And they run em through the system and realize that I'm black All I remember was the stripper then I faded to rack Said her name was December than she sat on my lap Liquor and higher power my witness I thought fleeing The People was just a matter of fitness With all these nice drinks compliments of Dennis Whoever the fuck that is Dennis tab maxed out on titties and fifths Whoever the fuck Dennis is Dennis is pissed Cus I don't think that dude we was drinking with was Dennis at all fam Im aware it's four in the morning But I just wanna tell you im drunk and im kinda horny I know it gets annoying but I been losing my grip Every woman I talk to I treat like a fair piss and it's a bitch Mainly 'cause I now consider you one I wanna let you go but every time I seem to screw up Now that's the problem with the space that you occupy It's going great and then the thought of you would cross my mind A box of wine and a carton of coffin nails will Convince me now would be a great time for hate mailin' Remember me We were dating and you slept with my friends I just thought that I'd remind you in case you ever forget it And train yourself to believe that you're not a terrible wretch You broke my heart into like a million pieces So here's another dim-litted picture of my penis What the fuck is going on Grieves You saved my number under the wrong name in your phone Is that a picture of your I'ma pretend I didn't see that All that rain got you suicidal up in Seattle You had to much to drink again Whiskey and a cellphone ain't never gonna be your friend You booze you lose homie you been warned You better off using your cellphone to watch porn Grab some lotion and a napkin Jack off then pass out All these drunk texts'll have you fucked off and ass out I hope you black out before you do anymore damage I checked your timeline homie why you Tweetin in Spanish I understand if this is what you gotta go through But when you sober up I got some screenshots to show you Grieves bro trust me And you gonna be hella happy that all of them texts didn't go through She do the damn thing Fine as champagne Hot and the way that she trot She only fan flames A Super Freak but please don't call this man James If she put it on me bet a nigga pull a hamstring The type of strange that makes you forget your name Amnesia to a player she makes you forget your game She got me caught up like an alley oop I can ride at Sally's like a jockey but she got me spooked I'm feeling like a youth but To tell you the truth though I do wanna crush It's A little more than lust Trust me I'm no Goodyear gimp But she got me stumped Lookin' Bubba Gump tryna Shrimp I was a pimp bitch Mixed with modern day Romeo But today my pimp look more like Polio Overdosed off of beauty got me comatose Shorty so blessed makes the Reverend catch a holy ghost They just sparkle and they twinkle and I'm hypnotized Her stare cut through and I'm hypnotized The way her booty sway got me caught up in a daze Wish it was maze I'd get lost in it for days 'Cause I be so amazed when it's jiggling in waves Her body so sweet I bet she sweat glaze I'm long as three shoes when I'm staring at her boobs But I be swimming in a gaze and made my inner tubes They keep me so amused Like two new Rubik's Cubes Twins so perfect so easy to confuse Her stare is therapy for me forgetting all my problems I'm victim to a vixen when swishin' in apple bottoms Switching my position trying to sit where I can spot em Right there in my line of view And then she caught me but she smiled like she was so amused Your girl is right behind you fool Snapped me out of it Kinda slapped me out of it Hypnotism is my prison someone get me out of it They just sparkle and they twinkle and I'm hypnotized Her stare cut through and I'm hypnotized She said he name was Gwendolyn The only reason I remember it is 'cause it rhymes with pendulum And that's the way her hips were swayin' Otherwise I can't recall a word her lips were sayin' Damn it y'all I'm mesmerize Her eyes they got me hypnotized She got me shaking my head But I ain't saying no Lookin' her up and down but I ain't nodding yes I see her mouth movin' I think my mouths open Hope I don't start droolin' Shit is in slow motion I gotta say somethin' nice Snap out of it player okay Time to focus Did you just pinch yourself 'Cause you'se a dream come true I grew an inch myself comin' up with things to do Oh shit she didn't slap me Fuck it didn't happen I just imagined that yeah shit I blew it y'all Where'd she go I can't believe it I hate to see her go But love to watch her leavin' They just sparkle and they twinkle and I'm hypnotized Her stare cut through and I'm hypnotized Put her out in the cold didn't want her close to he 'Cause his granddaughter's different than she suppose to be Diluted her genes it stopped the music it seemed That they'd only seen polluted stream and that wasn't clean Said he could almost no longer stand the breath From this pure horror more worse than Amittyville So what's next Don't answer me yield This is a normal occurrence not something randomly real Ain't even allowed visits over a child's pigment Hard times baby daddy grinds to support His mother and a few other friends privately in her fort For short stays ya know but more aid was needed Baby is like a year and a half now and speaking More than I can say about that man with his child They can't even come face to face and share smiles Raining pure pain on her life by staying distant Like she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant Blatant mentions about family blood won't leave Love's her deeply but evil sends it's opposite feed Too ever set in his ways to ever relate If he could just set it aside there'd be heaven to pay Then weathered and aged time swept him to grave Love conquers all shit I'd say that areas grey Old fashioned people they never know why Most don't even know why they believe what they believe man Never taking a second to look at life Bad water in our seeds y'all still growing weeds dawg In the dark walls blocking all that light Most don't even know why they believe what they believe man Never taking a second to look at life Bad water in our seeds y'all still growing weeds dawg in the dark Looking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret Stuck in your ways 'cause hatred is hard to forget Niggas talk all religious trying to barter with death Parts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect And even though nobody's life is ever perfect You start to wonder if all the pain was really worth it Pondering the purpose of living the curse that was given Dreaming about freedom and escaping the prison People who pimp children are really raping religion The matrix is fiction placed in a vision But now the technology follows me solemnly Building the future laws to my philosophy Alzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy Not even the golden arthritis of king Midas Could buy comfort and peace for the righteous I survived disease and political crisis By backstabbing gnomes that are now lifeless And now I live vicariously through my kids Like people who love the sport but can't play for shit Fighting glaucoma front the cops taking a hit I slip into a coma roaming over the planet Leaving the gold and the granite the old and the famished But just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end The sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again Old fashioned people they never know why The world is changing day to day It moves so fast and leaves them in another time Close your eyes you will see Cringed in the back of a van with no sleep Trying to make a good impression with my mic in my hand I feel weathered but feel like I've been driving forever Showin' up to rock show or trying to hold myself together I've been better but all things pass This life is taking everything away but you're provided with your past So fuck it I stick to having dreams on the road But until this dream is done I'm gonna keep my eyes closed And breathe when it snows Breathe when I'm forced to live a life with a person on a phone Tied down to things I chose and fight the parallel of love every time I gotta pack up and go and keep breathin' Leave with the seasons Breathe and let the blue lights hit me on the stage when I am speaking 'Cause after the show when the last star shines I can make this all better when I close my eyes I'm in another zone where troubles gone Where sisters home and my bro leaves that stuff alone A place where life is easy for everybody else I wish that Earth was Eden and I put that on myself But we don't know it where we don't show it all For life ain't protocol under sky over law I'm in another space where all the food is good And there's enough for everybody in my neighborhood Where all the grass is blue where we don't know 'bout green 'Cause money ain't a thing I pinch myself it's not a dream Where human form and uniform are unicorn it seems If I drew a horn in cuneiform it wouldn't mean a thing Close your eyes an you will see Between climbing and finding it not worth it Locked in a rhythm my timing is perfect I'm so zoned out of my mind I spit verses blind I think of home when I close my eyes So done with the smokes and fries Gas stations with clerks who never seen a Filipino in his life Drinks I shouldn't drink things I never write Cities I never liked now it's like aight Got merch table weirdos bros who want to cypher Girls who want to fuck but not vice versa My work is love no complaints I'm fine Its been a long night can't wait to close my eyes I dream of an industry ego-less And free from the modern chains with these chains we're so deep in love Manufacture buzz bought just to keep us up Dreaming a publicist wasn't 2 G's a month And where it's not about numbers and math And I was content with really just a couple of fans And my happiness wasn't relying on tours and a van Merch sales iTunes MySpace and a band With the front row stadium packed And those that never gave me a chance I could throw it right back Look at me now look at me man Defeated myself as I ran circles around a track Kept running and gunning success in my path Fuck being humble humility is a step in the past I woke up and realized it was a dream Wide awake in the rap game but life I'm asleep You pretend to be dying to get a part of my mind I been once inclined to tell you pardon my spyin Part of my shine comes from the distance You are from a star while you compiling your wishlist Is this business emotionally invested Or built from the sweat of our flesh pressed against it Love is war sex is a weapon The mind is a mine so watch where you're steppin' Thoughts that are kept in wet dreams covered in face cream Come to fruition in positions used to make steam Feelings are just filling in this half-baked scene Then see everything she got she not shy Our love below so dro we most high Then wears off when what we wear's on Again I turn away when what we share's gone If this is not the hardest part then I wanna part Before it gets too deep If passion dies within routine then I'll come clean Lovin' ain't easy when you running scared Could have been fearless and unprepared Under the twilight and we living the Miller Highlife La Petite Mort my lady we bout to die twice I won't' surrender and you won't surrender yurn Whatever happens after this moment's of no concern But it's hard to stop the burn when you fueled by the friction Increased heart rate only confused my addiction We wired for desire dangers to ourselves Flying under the radar in the hangers with the stealths My muse sleeps deep within time I go to her for credit though I need to decline It's easy to cross a line and blame ya flesh for the crime I'm sorry it's just the way we designed My dear we should leave here I'm talking bout one at a time though 'Cause you got me changin' my mind slow Leave here says that voice in the back of my spine As I awake and the moment rewinds Yeah I know it gets hard But we made it this far And we never gonna stop Even when we reach the top of our dreams I'm tryna reach the top of my dreams That's why I'm mapping out the script And slowly plottin' my scenes They never get the picture Even when they're watchin' that screen That's why they underestimate me 'cause I'm not what I seem I'm quite different entirely focused on making wise decisions I'd rather risk a huge mistake than spend my life wishin' I try to deal with every problem with the right vision 'Cause when you're gone it's just that coffin that you lie stiff in Six feet under makes me wonder If I could go back in time and try to fix each blunder That I made when I was younger way before the hunger Before these groupie broads was tryna save a brother number See I'm achievin' every part of my goals And I'mma stay the same no matter how far that I go I think bright even though inside I'm dark and I'm cold Feel the pain in my heart and my soul but I'm livin' my dreams At last rap has it's Dr. Parnassus for the masses Living a dream with a atlas as my mattress Living a dream 'cause the rent is fantastic Haters get evicted on a daily basis Middle finger notice waved in their faces Let the door hit em where the good Lord split 'em Video game players you missing the big picture Get a million inch screen let your dream be seen The world is a stage let your dream be scene Backdrop and props for the finer things Enjoy the spice of life on your fries and wings And wash it down with something imported If domestic ain't the best at making you feel important Aim high poppin' bottles will get boring I can have Caviar dreams and Champagne wishes Or a catfish sandwich with Champagne the stripper no it's my dream Claim a victory for entering this world earth Then play your symphony from city to the rural dirt Beyond hurt invert your neural confines I hit the lines like I'm running in the combine Intramural of the money drink ya night caps Dream big nigga play that shit in full screen My dream theater's a perpetual climax Make miracles give me water I'll give you wine back The troops in Iraq Haitians in the Carib Or my Arabs who keep the faith and wear it like a scarab Dreams prepare ya' for living they hold the key to life Gotta be the sheriff when you have 'em try to read 'em right Don't be impressed by things That haunt ya' when you sleep at night Just rise above it right in public catch an eagle flight Tap that passion that's within ya and just let it breath I heard it whisper words of wisdom would ya let it be Please Let it be You try to get success directly But there is one to destroy us Sometimes the way is of need Perhaps you may get ignorant Do I gotta get ign'ant and show my pigment on the job Slap the darkest part of my hand across jaws These days and times with jobs hard to find You gotta work a salt mine or work an assault 9 Most folks barely staying afloat through proper channels And think the rich sit with black candles and slaughter mammals And run the globe with mind control and designer sandals But life's a skinny bitch it's a struggle to get a handle I'm about to just break bad like Malcolm's dad Be Meth Boyardee with a lab and a yellow cab So I can get my picket fenceand and yellow lab That American Dream makes me wake up and scream That consist of old money buying shiny new things That I'm about to break as I'm creating a scene You can use as an anthem for Kanye's tantrums 'Cause I'm about a thumb and a finger away from snapping damn I'm early e'ry day never took a vacation Through mandatory overtime I always stay patient Through all the petty dramas I'm calmer than a sloth But the shit don't change like if Obama woulda lost And I'm usually far from anything that heaven fears But I'm feeling off-kilter I ain't about to kill you but I am about to loosen up this filter Here's you Jerking off to Halle Berry on the shitter Then firing a nigga 'cause he's checking on his Twitter You mad 'cause nobody's tagging you in all the pictures Well here's a good one of you tagging your wife's sister Like that See I been knowing ways to fight back Vimeo of you saying you don't like blacks Your network's got holes my dude cheerio Look success is just a thought but it can push us to the edge Put it in our heads at an early age like the Pledge Give our allegiance while your at it give your souls Won't tell you til you're grown that all that glitters ain't gold Love to watch 'em race love to watch 'em chase dreams So dirty there ain't a cycle that you can make clean Got the athletes juicing singers getting naked Rappers spending all they money before they even make it Actors scared to age shooting acid in their faces Slaves to the ratings every show is more tasteless Faithless as angels cutting wings from their scapula To trade it all in and be Dracula Genocide in East Africa but you watching Battlestar Gallactica Filling up the data in the back of your digital camera Taking glamorous shots of your mammaries Surrounded by Vanity Fair magazine And stuffed animals in the house your parents paid for Built by hand on land people slaved for Get ignorant stay ignorant in fact Get belligerent If you feel my sentiment attack Keep kicking it screaming for your sense of entitlement Flip me off with the same hand you hold the Bible with All that botox every cream every vitamin Can't cover up the ignorance that's inside of you I wouldn't lie to you It can't cover up the ignorance that's inside of you I'm on an island when my family speaks High as the sun of a beach Right here quite near to perfecting my speech But my sleeping habits on average keep me missing my sheets In the studio blazin the beats Or clubbin with fly birds rubbin squeezin their Tweets Flaked on my intervention I've been missin for weeks On an international binge with the friends that I keep Then come home and roam around in my PJ's for three days Eatin sour cream n cheese Lays Relapse itch hit I'm scratchin like DJ's Tracks in my veins show I'm feenin for replays You say free bass I'll be right there I like mine with a nice cut and light snare Get it to me rapido and I might share Rappin makes me happy so why stop why care I'm up every morning with my mind on a fix Fire up the midi and let it slide in my mix Takes from the craziness I hide in it's bliss Ride or die protect my pride the lioness mane And I ain't talkin 'bout Jane I'm playin Rick James I'm talkin' bass head nigga let the shit bang Moving keys looka-here watch us flip game Ever since a minor the accord has been this strange I'm in the dark with the black notes I take humanity and capture it in rap quotes From the cellars and alleys with the crack smoke Through the middle to the top where the fat floats Too much pot in the brownie pan Got me baked faster than the brownies man Have you ever been high from the inside out On the lawn in my boxers like the insides out Carjack a Care Bear and just ride out In one of them cloud whips with the OnStar chip I'm so high I hope you understand this shit Jane was plain til' I ate her then she came too quick Drink water while I'm rhyming but I still can't spit My mouth is pure cotton like a t-shirt coughin' If baked means potato then my brain is au gratin Talkin to myself with my neighbors all watchin' But going in the house proves way too hard When I fall in the front door and land in the back yard Physics don't apply midgets in the sky Said I'm eye to eye with sky gods beside Horus Feeling like that white man singing in the chorus How'd I grow to be the tallest tree in the forest Without putting green in a shell like a tortoise huh Rigor mortised higher than a lions chin If this was symphonies I'm way up there with violins If its a choir then soprano octaves In an opera where God lives Look I know I'm soundin' like a liar but These brownies was angel sex Got a nigga high as fuck I smoke trees ins through all four seasons But I'm like gas prices high for no reason Call a nurse your boy's higher than Google Earth And if I fell the impact would put me through the dirt So let me zoom in and get my zoom on This weed is Neil Armstrong I'm on the moon blown I just wanted me some regular weed With regular stems and regular seeds 'Cause this shit is here I'm a monster that don't reside up under your bed I'mma march to the beat that I put into your head Send shots to your liver I deliver you death You can barter your tomorrow but a martyr you're left Get you hot under the collar when my name's on your breath Click the starter on your Impala I'll be there when you wreck Fucking with me you better keep your feelings in check Be the life of the party or a lifeless body Get with me thinking you hard you'll be hardly standing I'm the hardest of them all you're the hardest landing Face first in the asphalt your ass talked Too reckless now you helpless from the rounds you caught I'll teach your ass a lesson outlined in chalk Have you hostage in the hospice high and trying to walk I am bravery in a bottle I am courage in a glass I got the government's approval prohibition couldn't last The whole family over for Christmas dinner Let's go through the purses and sell the gifts from your mom's house They know you out here doing dirt for cash Plus you the one unemployed a couple dollars ain't gon hurt they ass I'm the only friend you got You tried to sell me but you took a hit and eventually you just couldn't stop A couple of sniffs would get you lit but couldn't get you to the top Oh what an event when you got hip to cooking me into them rocks I had you locked you know it costs to come and see me So fuck yo groceries fuck yo bills go on and pawn that TV And fuck yo life just catch this beam and take it straight to the dome And fuck yo kids the state'll separate em' and place em' in homes It's gonna be cool I know I got you crazy subdued Ever since the eighties played your whole community for a fool And the ones that sold me smoke each other over new tennis shoes They field niggas I'm the definition of death the real killa I'm with the fiends on the block playing shoot em' up When I erupt makes it hard to know who to trust People scared to test me since the eighties Anybody can get it man woman or baby Shots do not discriminate impossible to eliminate I disseminate you disintegrate I can come off as a prick you might get stuck with me I'll prolly steal your girl if you try and fuck with me 'Cause next to me you're looking quite frail And if you snitch you'll be counting your days in white cells 'Cause the truth is I'm on America's dick Uncle Sam fucks the poor and it's making em' sick Now their life's in a tube a downward spiral Give a new meaning to going viral I hear 'em talkin 'bout Southern folks can't rhyme Some of y'all must be out your God damned mind Yeah it's about that time we got that shine 'Cause niggas been about them lines Ridin dirty in a Chevy sittin heavy on chrome Ever since Goodie Mo' had Food for Soul And them dirty red dawgs done hit the do' The Mason-Dixon Line been across ya mind like night-sticks Rain down on the game and fuck it up like white kicks I might switch south-paw knuckle to jaw If another broke nigga spit about spendin it all I spit the gems that you splurge to put around neck So save that to pay back all your loans and debts A Maybach and a plaque is that all you get Standin on southern dirt that helped America get rich Ye' ain't gotta struggle with a shovel to dig this Cold as no power after hours in the winter months So here dinner comes Walk them shell toes down underground railroads And these words at slurred maybe how you listen's blurred You ain't feelin sickness served muhfucka kiss a curb I hear 'em talkin 'bout Southern folks can't rhyme Some of y'all must be out your God damned mind Yeah it's about that time we got that shine 'Cause niggas been about them lines Ridin dirty in a Chevy sittin heavy on chrome Ever since Goodie Mo' had Food for Soul And them dirty red dawgs done hit the do' These days they want to be criminals more than they want to commit crime That's not just crime that's the way of the world There's something about a vandal's lust The lifestyles of the scandalous Ain't nothing like it America loves gangsters Look at all the angel dust the cocaine and the cannabis Hate stones but the man you trust 'Cause its fun to watch cannon's bust America loves Gottis America loves bodies Pacino counting C-Notes for shooting up club lobbies While Eddie Nash controls bankrolls in Wonderland Tony Soprano hits channels and holds down On-Demand We wanna see it and some motherfuckers gon' wanna be it Others are doing numbers that breed it bleed it can't defeat it Bush the political gangster man you gotta be high Gave plenty of orders for slaughters ain't swatted a fly Modern day cowboys with shiny alloys for side arms Hiding behind bombs advanced cowards In Jesse James ways we handled the Towers Guns blazing for freeze framing the King of New York In the moments we face opponents give thanks to gangsta Maybe place Babyface Nelson in ranks to bank ya Got enough angst to handle the handle and squeeze the trigger War load the tanks up In the name of the Lord give thanks for anger Heats nerves and veins hearing words from pranksters Anger anchors us cinematic screens spew Wrangler language systematic schemes too Change the brain up divide and conquer Mob on em ride till their lives are contra'd Monsters driven by capital as a stimuli Can never be too powerful it makes us all admire you We'll follow until we fall like fallen star from sky I Can't say it's impact hasn't hollowed walls inside my Heart my art insane Is it that smart to react dark when facing pain You ain't that hard that scarred or that real To go that far for that kill for that feel now that's ill And I'm tuning into CNN watching marines mow down Crowds with machine guns Sixteen weeks training Atilla the Huns philosophies And now they're thinking we won't bring peace to these Streets with the same techniques that shit's hypocrisy This ain't Democracy it's a Survival of the Fittest A country built behind closed doors with gods as their witness Picture this People can become so blind that their ears can't listen Trying to save their souls with penitentiareligion superstition Never done unto others but claiming that they're Christian While God's children are sittin home praying and wishing For answers to their questions Herd of the Armageddon wondering what side that we're destined Life be a war ain't no time for restin That's why you give up your seven to five just to stay alive Trying to fuel the fire inside before the God in me has died Eyes wide trying to look out through this labyrinth Hoping to leave this earth with the same presence that we came with Trying to steer my path in opposite on opposite directions That man came went My soul came spent I tried to get it back Thinking that if my heart stopped that my body could relax But there's no time to be laxed Because there's a war all through creation God's Warriors are dying and gangsters are their replacements Aw yeah welcome to the South everybody Creepin up outta the dirty south unexpectedly hittin' ya head Like a stick of lead whippin' you flippin' you outta bed 'Cause on my block the sidewalk can sizzle an egg And we as hip hop as a cripple with dreads missin a leg Visitors get addicted and don't wanna leave Blowin on trees from Kentucky to the Florida keys Humidity floats in the breeze And this is the only place where shorties can go to the beach and grow double D's Let me rub some lotion on your cleavage 'Cause where we live summertime lasts about four seasons Parties are real loud Car systems got clear sounds Birds fly here in winter Chickens are here year round And they ass is meaner the grass is greener and tap is cleaner Follow me and any questions just ask the leaders And the blunted genius of CunninLynguists spittin it clear So come on down show and tell with some southern belles Tricks with treats you don't keep in a pumpkin pail Hospitality we treat our company well From Kentucky bales of hay way down to Florida shales Gals with chunky tails lookin' like something swell Niggas and negrelles smoked out on country trails You try and visit actin' ignant and startin' hell Your trip'll last about as long as your bitch's orgasm Streets we keep em blocked Mardi gras in every spot like we live in a land without some clocks From them Virginia docks to Mississippi crops Swing through Atlanta where them switches be liftin' shocks So please leave all trash in the Herbie-Curby Welcome to the dirty home of those muddy-girls Birdies ready for flight dawgs ready to bite The southern south-paw but everything is all-right But in the dirty south everything ain't all peaceful We still got racist people with inflated egos Got foul cops shootin at niggas like we some free throws Rough nights bug bites from Jumanji mosquitoes Fiends that hug pipes drug life pills and needles Streets with much hype and some like to kill people And if you don't want cops cuffin you up after your freak show Remember jail baits are developed so check IDs yo But still the home of black eyed peas collard greens that soul food The home of southernplayalistic pimps lettin they hoes loose The home of that bluegrass red clay zephyrhills Cadillac grills battle rap skills Girls with tank asses to the Lando Lakes The home of gold fronts home grown skunk the home of sippin shine The home of everything under the Mason-Dixon Line Late at night what's gone wrong Late at night the bad don't seem so wrong When night falls and all light's off You'll get robbed where I live Crooks and robbers villains and mobsters The nights got nothing to give Whats gone wrong when Late at night Niggas be stealing when Late at night Niggas be killing why Because late at night the bad don't seem so wrong Nightfall is curtain call for underhanded theatrics Slugs travel through gun barrels From hands that had practice While rapist take the darkness And make alleys they mattress Jonesin' junkies twitchin among hookers with coochies itchin Spreadin disease spreadin they knees in different positions In the abyss is children that get lost in the mix Gunned down for fresh kicks or oppostie colored fits Its demons brewed lewd manners behind tints People sitting in position to help with distorted views Only experience doses of night that's on the news Or showing the glamour without the blues Or helping you pick out Jessica's shoes Just construes how you're living confusing your vision Nights a politician because only the truth is what's missing Dirty cops fight crime with dirtier ammunition The night's salivating waiting for me to finish spittin When them lights low and ain't no night glow from the moon Scoundrels run towns no hounds to hunt them down Keep your sight low and get your life stole by some goons Swindlers injure you a criminal's heart's miniature Men in the dark paint sinister art in the park Son of the morning star Stringing hearts like a harp Playing melodies of jealousy felonies strummed by Hell and it's philharmonic bewitching our young guys We no longer seek light to give us power That voice gets hushed by the rush of the Witching Hour The touch of the wicked cowards that lurk in the dusk In even-tide heathens rise searching for bucks Anonymous and corrupt assure obscurity In a spell under it's viel an impure security We love it in our spirits 'cause we're suckers for lust Most even fuck in it we're too ashamed to be just Ridin' down the roadlookin' out the window At times it can feel like home is when I'm gone On only roads we roam Califronia to Rome Me and everybody I love livin' through phone Never been one for hugs but I long Across time zones for strength from fam Who are only with me through video and digital camera Lookin' for answers seekin' the chance ta Make up for time that got lost in these stanzas The click of my heels ain't takin' me to Kansas Thinkin' bout Tuck got me stuck in these transits My heart speaks Sanskrit with no translator My soul seeks a hand-stiched love and a prayer Shit I'm everywhere but home I'm never there And some I care for say I'm February air Don't even know the mayor's name in my own town Been makin' noise but forgot how my home sound Please don't leave me standing here when the winter comes Listen up I've been meaning to say this I'm not the greatest I'll never make that list But everytime I come home you're still there waitin' In case I never said it thanks for your patience Never got rich and famous don't get me wrong There's a lot of different faces that listen to the songs But there's no big time never wrote the hit rhyme Had to roll the highway just to go and get mine And when I got it I brought it back to you Wasn't even sweatin' you was reppin' with a new crew I don't expect you to hold your breath Just know you're blessed and let me get that open chest Look you've cried with me you've tried to forget me You feel neglected 'cause sometimes I'm busy You still hold me down on the Southside dig me You always forgive me 'cause you're my city To make it happen with this rappin' is a part of my goal But leavin' you little man takes a part of my soul Believe me daddy know it ain't gon' be easy Better this then have you waitin' for the state to release me Seein' me through glass missin' moments to squeeze me I'll be damned I want for you all that I never had No growin' up with hate for an invisible dad Wanna hold you when you cry tickle you 'til you laugh I'm tryin' to walk a path right now you don't understand You two and barely talkin' and yet you my greatest fan I love you more then life you with me every flight I leave in dead of night to keep from hearin' you cry My luggage outta sight to fight off the say goodbye If you could form the words I know you'd asked why And I would have to tell you how this is for you and I I'll be back before November but daddy has gotta fly When the winter comes oh when the winter comes Gonna keep on walkin' forward keep on walkin' forward Gonna keep on walkin' forward never turning back And as long as I can live to see another day Back in the sixteenth century way back in the day Nostradamus predicted the end of the world would be on May But as I'm writing this that's only one day from right now I pull up to Shell in my truck nah Earth ain't about to erupt Open my door get up slam it shut Lemme get a bag of ice and a stack of plastic cups For a minute we chat 'bout life and all o that Check you out tomorrow night I'll be back Grab a bidi and light it turn the key and start driving Back off into the night and then I start to get frightened Damn My whole life I was just a dreamer I never got to put on a show in a packed arena I wanted to go on Rap City and act witty But all I ever did was put up with hoes who act shitty What a wack pity was I choosin a road That didn't get me there in time and now we're losing our globe Hold up I'm losin control I'm thinking realistically on it What could fuck up a planet in one day without warning And even if the world does end I can't be mad at God 'Cause life coulda been much worse At least I'm satisfied At least my dad's alive married to my mother I have a sister and friends that I could call my brothers At least I have life Some people their life was stolen Set up for a crime and behind bars is where they hold em We got kids killing kids 'cause Earth is cold Women using abortions as a form of birth control It hurts the soul and leaves a scar on your conscience But it's a blessing that I made it through this nonsense So even if this will be my last night At least when it's over I'll be doin alright Back in the sixteen century way back in the day Nostradamous predicted the world would be on may The World Trades frame got struck by planes Looking like God unleashed his fury and rained flames Exchanged pain for how America came to fame Cluthing my brain my sense of security changed Usually confidence was pure in me now fear in my veins If the Commander in Chief couldn't insure our protection That's no more additions to my memory's collection Missing me and my girls matrimonial connection No child and videotapin' her first steppings Or growing old and teaching grandchildren lifes lessons But thankfully I got saved during them church sessions So I thank God for earth's blessings health Not alot of wealth but alot of peace within my self Not a whole lot of forgotten pieces upon the shelf Disclipline from loving parents though they raised me When I was young I was wild took it for granted living outlandish hope he could stand it Now I do right wherever I can manage The devil was eating me alive but I climbed out of that sandwich Now possibly on the verge of having everything vanish Feeling as if I didn't do anything as I planned it Like I was trying to live my life right but somebody panned it But I still had love when down helping hands lifted Me up outta the mud outta the muck And outta the dark and attitude when I didn't give a fuck From them days in the park alone drinking gin by the cup Through an exitless maze wandering and constantly stuck The blessings were always there I just chose to ignore them Shit started getting sweeter when I learned to explore them Wasn't selfish with them trying to stretch and contort them And didn't let the world get to them first and distort them So as I kick back and ponder on armeggedon And I spit raps about where my life could've been headin' I admit that I do have a wonderful life So if this night was my last i'll be doin' alright Searching' for answers is like searching' for Atlantis I'm working poor and I'm just hurting for some chances This school of a livings like prison on a campus Show me the Monet and the pixels in that canvas Advance through my imagery I view my evil deeds When I went to Jack in Tennessee to erase memory When I called on Mary J be my serenity So I don't see that all my enemies resembled me I'm feeling faceless heading for a bitter state I'm trying to place but my heart ain't even in the race I've came far enough that turning' back is time wasted Imprisoned by fear I don't need no iron bracelets What's my fate how can I escape my heart Running blind an open mind could break this dark A major spark might just make a star in this Way under in slumber is my true self shown A glass house cracked from a few stones thrown Pane in the windows of a once happy home I'm a Cheshire Cat laughin' at the caged birds' song A caterpillar shroomin usin' fumes from my bong To cloud a land wondering what fuels what is wrong Lust in my loins vengeance in my heart Thrust from my groin that could populate an Ark Thoughts in my mind only popular in dark I can't let come to light so I might suffocate the spark That might just spark the fuse that blows my views of self apart Opinions of my health my self and wealth go off the chart My struggle to keep balance ain't a challenge it's an art Outside my sleep is silent 'cause inside the war is fought Every night as I fade to the See a hater closin his nose we closin the doors They gotta bounce 'cause I learned Where there's smoke there's fire Similar to the streets where there's spokes there's tires Keep rollin like X poppers see them flames They gone need dental records to retrieve them names Of course the sheer force'll scorch upon contact Zippo flow here we go let's all cock back and fire Driving at Macy's pissing in cologne bottles Getting on a runway drop-kicking supermodels Smacking up vegetarians with hamburger patties Tell an animal activist that I killed Lassie Pimp through a Hindu temple with a leather suit on Stomp through a Japanese crib with muddy shoes on Deacon the Villian always misbehaving In hospitals playing concentration with Alzheimer's patients Yo I walk through the oscars and smack the best actress I don't give a fuck I'll rip the tags off a mattress Do a back flip straight off a church steeple Masturbating to naked pictures of Janet Reno Slam people into doors beyond retarded In a double wide smoking crack with Tonya Harding Roll into Def Jam drunk smelling like Hog's Breath Ask DMX why he hasn't found his dogs yet Send David Duke a video of his daughter inhaling black cock Tell fiends Marion Berry's crib is the new crack spot Give a legless man the prize for Foot Locker jackpot Tell foreigners it's customary to smack cops I don't give a fuck watch I pinch boobies tight Show Ron Jeremy's best at monastery movie night The street team's outside slicin their Michelins I force feed Richard Simmons a big ass bag of snickers Challenge Christopher Reeves to a game of twister Dip in your sister's crib with a Darth Vader mask Violate her and later toss her ass in an elevator shaft Hate to be crass and I know it ain't right Follow what's right Hell naw follow what's wrong Send Bill Clinton a gift a new gravity bong Go on Fanatic and tell the artist he's wack Find us an anorexic and tell her she's fat Be at the mall sucking on mannequin titties Kidnap an Amish family and lock em inside a Circuit city Tell a priest his nun secretly praise Satan Switch a hypochondriac's chart with an AIDS patient Send Hillary the Bill and Lewinski scene in claymation Send a retarded kid an Atari kit and say it's a PlayStation Break into buildings crawl around in heater ducts Roll through Ethiopia in the Oscar Mayer weiner trucks Slow enough kids can almost catch up mouths watering Then I hit the gas and the clutch passing em up Sick like I overdosed on pills Ask Darryl Strawberry to autograph tightly rolled dollar bills I oughta chill but you still might see me nightly At klan meetings screaming out to kill whitey Deacon Yo I give a limbless man a wrist watch Word up man I dont give a damn I fuckin' go back in time And ask Marie Antoinette to give me sum head I'll fuckin buy every Will Smith CD ever put out with my own money Learn to adapt to the change or get washed away like tears in the rain in the rain y'all The saddest thing I ever learned is relationships don't last Or maybe I just feel that way 'cause of my past Bad memories get to me when I drink mad Hennessey Feeling cold and alone even when I got mad friends with me I'll still see something that reminds me of her I got so used to her that without her my mind is a blur She found somebody quick I won't find another for a while She was about to be my wife and mother of my child It's crazy how you can have your life arranged And the day you get engaged you notice she's acting strange Like everything's changed and suddenly you don't trust her just the same Then you find out some other man's been fuckin out her brains That's when your heart starts to feel the pain So much that you can feel it in your veins and you can't forget her name That's when you literally go insane And you feel like you're so sad you make it rain and then a song plays that says It looks like rain today Crackled on the speakers Trickle down the sleepy subway train I'll never understand how a girl can say she loves a man And turn around and have sex with another man I would have much rather been robbed for a hundred grand Than to get interrupted and get a call that she's touching hands with another man I can't even cry My tears been dry That's why it's thundering Hard out tonight and it's dark and it's cold 'Cause the angels can hear my cry and it's all in my soul And all of them know I've never felt this pain in my past And it's ironic the first place we made love's the same as the last In the shower that's why I put the rain with her name And my power to trust someone again has faded away Other girls want me Tell em it looks like rain today I wallow in my sorrow smoke and watch tapes that we made And one of them tapes is the day I got played like games in arcades The day I almost gave up everything that I gained It's crazy how you can have your life arranged And the day you get engaged you notice she's acting strange Like everything's changed and suddenly it's on tape and you crumble 'Cause you notice on the tape she doesn't kiss you she just fucks you That's when your heart starts to feel the pain So much that you can feel it in your veins and you can't forget her name That's when you literally go insane And you feel like you're so sad you make it rain and then a song plays that says dearly beloved We are gathered here today to celebrate an electric life Under violet sky I pray you hear our cry Please help us protect what's right There ain't nothin' in this world that could take your place Gather your thoughts gather around Painted arrangements mixed from a pallet of sound A casket froze in indigo royal and profound Many stems like hymns once blossomed from ground But while the reaper is king we carry the crown We weigh it out dreaming screaming or close to even In this sense nobody's perfect nobody is worthless The system's imperfect maybe we should measure in purpose What is yours What is mine When do we serve it Being hood ain't the absence of good Being square don't make you equal or fair it's not an equal affair Weak voices can't speak for a share Speak choices with no when or a where are you aware I don't think so Unless your cup runneth over and you still sip slow Or guzzle til' nothing complaining when you don't get mo' See another's glass empty and you don't think pour The upper room is calling What are we supposed to do There ain't nothing in this world that can take your place The upper room is calling It appears it's just for you There ain't nothing in this world that can take your place Faith we treat it like a four letter word While fear we shout it through the ghettos and burbs Hear me my Lord come settle my nerves I pray these words bring honor as the heavens observe And to the sky where the birds will testify Freedom's a state of mind be free any day or time Reality will make you doubt your actuality The truest fallacy is man can't change how he sees So it's death to reason it's left the legions Wondering where to pledge allegiance This is my letter to Ephesians the rest we need them Through death the best are leavin' The upper room is calling What are we suppose to do The upper room is calling It appears it's just for you Some people play the victim some people play the fool Some people pay the dealer while others pay the dues I don't know what's realer the struggle and the strain Or the guilt that can be built within when making gains Ain't no cheatin' death you can't lie to life Plus everything about you's hiding in these satellites Outside of the one day that Adam had it right Humans are parasites insatiable appetites So where do we go from there I think we all trying to figure that out One nation under a God kickin' us out 'Cause America took and takes the infamous route As we state from state to state let's be great again Let's forget the salient struggle of each alien Parade after you honor the graves Of natives slaves women gays Et cetera et cetera et cetera Slick Rick had his rings Crack rock had its fiends Martin Luther had his dreams Stevie Wonder could sing Or Elvis was king-hip-hop was on the scene Go back like Hitchcocks' hairline Taught Fred Estaire how to pop lock in my spare time I caught a ride on Noah's ark cus I had a pair of Puma's And two chickens on my arm I'm so old school I was at the first supper serving soulfood And Arroz con Pollo' but I bet you had no clue That pilgrims were the first to name women after produce And that was the first Road Rules without toll booths Even when Adam and Eve sat by the weed tree Please don't tell him touch my weed leaves But after I showed him Cypress Hill he loved fire Then Eve left and became the first lady of Ruff Riders Had a horse carriage sitting on dubs coasting Smacked the thoroughbred in the ass and hit the three-wheel motion Since a Frank and Jesse James shoot-out in the streets Had a scoundrel c-walkin' shootin' bullets at his feet I had Michalangelo put down the horsehair brushes Started doing end to end burners on buses Trust this put King Midas' touch to use He grabbed my bead necklace now I'm rockin truck jewels When lightin' struck Ben Frank's kite and sent currents through He was the first to electric boogaloo The wop robot and helicopter on the pavement And in amazement he was even Harlem-Shakin' Transylvania was flossed out but the facts have changed Like me selling Dracula some platinum caps for his fangs Throwing daisy dukes upon that Mary Magdeline dame And she ran game tricked me up out my platinum chain I had American Indians sending smoke signals with hydro Giving villages contact matching blunts with Tonto Spellin S.O.S. with my eyes closed Even battled Henry the Eighth with my rhyme flow And made his wives my hoes So he copped some shelltoes and suede Timberlands That was Amadeus playing the Bridge Is Over Moses parted two tables with a mixer and played great With his DJ crates Before him we played tapes I sipped fine wine with Einstein back in the days MC Square was his stage name and he rocked gray braids That was before we could sit and play Kid N Play Or Nefertiti rocked the first flat-top fade But anyway flip through ya history books You'll see about a million pictures of these infamous crooks I arrive to blue skies and green rivers Traveled the globe amazed how every scene differs To Mother Earth I bow like when a Queen enters Life's so beautiful it's musical I sing along But it's inhabitants so quickly say I'm singing wrong Well let's rehearse I'll sing the hook you take the verse Let's build a bridge if you ain't feeling it then let's reverse We'll make it work over time with open mind Hope is dying let's fix the broken so folk can shine I want to help secure fortress pass torches Be boisterous about more than fast Porsches And staying perched on porches taking self portrait After self portrait you treat it like horse shit Got all the beauty in this world and you ignore it For you don't see the trees or the forest you forfeit We came from beyond the sun I arrived at the third rock from the star that you call a sun And was greeted by the son of man standing with the gun in hand I come in peace but I cracked up and laughed so hard I almost fell to pieces you seem to have a thesis That you been onward and upward and evolving Just as sure as your axis is revolving As evidenced by your new technology I think you owe your ancestors an apology You've come so far only to forget So much more than you know now and I know how You've been hitting reset on your history Dividing and conquering yourself into mystery It's no wonder why there's so much misery And suffering even as the gem of your system The pretty little sapphire refracting blue light Digesting sunlight sustaining true life Used to be my favourite little tourist spot I love the pyramids now you wonder if I built 'em A galactic pilgrim soaking in the atmosphere Nice place to visit but I wouldn't want to live here We came from beyond the sun I am Phallaxor The Matter Lord Master of war with plasma swords Massive in form with acid pores Mad for the taste of your planet's core Gnashed in my teeth and I plan to hoard galaxies worth I'm a savage Bored naturally because the lack of sport saddens me I'm a galactic force Who dares to battle when standing before me renders you halved When I warp through parallel paths to distort your atom's order The Galaxian Matador dash at me Within a flash you'll see packs of me That'll be swarming within an asteroid storm Here is your last chance warning then I won't ask no more Did you get that Then I'll hit you with that celestial bitch slap Perpetual impact that your mind can't shield Weighing in at a gillion parsons it's Zarcon Steele Tentacles tatter your tissue till torn tender to the gristle The pitiful pray for the victim I evict the veins of the victor No matter the matter you're made of it contains the brains that I make haze of Thoughts you're thinking you thought are those brought to those that I make slaves of The pecs your appendage's pump is the hunk of flesh that I make caves of Imprint the pattern of Saturn across your face like its make-up You better wake up You speaking of Saturn you late much If you're reading the data it's eight months till you see where the flash and the rings of my championships came from Now you want light-speed There is no one like me Likely so it doesn't take much If you're taking up space and you're in need of a weight cut I'll sever your tentacles then I'll make 'em a paintbrush Staining a blood moon Creative within one swoop parted in four The Cosmic artist of war you could say that I was Sun Tzu You can hold my weapons I'll punch through your core defenses Then I'm shattering your orbital bone While knocking the solar wind out of your solar plexus You're outta your mind this marble is mine To break into dust and do as a line Or roll it with space and lace it with time Right after I separate you from your spine I'm here to perpetuate your demise I savor the hint of hope in your eyes When I'm done I'm sticking my dick in a black hole and creating the sun To shine down on your grave from Wherever the fuck I came from Pimping this planet from day one Your earth chose me Zarcon's so far gone in your galaxy balls deep Weight of the world fate has been hurled Too close within arm's reach Yeah Listen Once upon a time fell in love with an aura but the horror Said she couldn't love me till tomorrow Oh the disdain when tomorrow never came I was a moth to her flame named martyr Met her on the Marta King station oh the irony So many wrinkles in my mind in no time she would iron me out Help me find what I was about Give me water that could last in a drought you see me I was lost in the shadow of death She had the valleys and peaks and with the shallowest breaths She told me bout light took me right to the crest Showed me darkness heartlessness parked in its depths I was kept 'tween them legs where she refereed me Was confused but her clues brought the best I could be To the top when she left Thought I'd drop But instead Tilted head back and watched She'll guide you through shadows to a star When you took me by the hand Friends who disguised they plans Went from allies or fam To enemies well I'll be damned Oh man light's so blinding dog Amazing if you're seeing I without a guide at all Ninjas will hide in fog predators close on prey Sun will come out tomorrow today he throwing shade I couldn't see it Before I wasn't hip but then our trip made me believe it Guided me through darkness where the route ain't known as scenic I'm seeing These so called angels cast the shadow of a demon the reason Envy they want what you're eating Like they're inclined to dine on spoils you been receiving They ain't help you grow or give you land to plant the seed in it's seeming They only pick you when they see you are in season Eden Let the goddesses guide us Yo I'm solely dependent On the benefits of the soul and those energies in it Fuel the soul and power the motor We been the descendants Ever since she sent us the motive Witches apprentice Hold us Aluna by the shoulder to show you the road is Full of so much you'd never notice Legend after focus adjust though and step closer We kept going so y'all could see what's floating in the waters I go with the torch to the farthest corner for its over We provide guidance through this form of applied science Writers alliance we tryna shine a light behind us For seekers to follow beacon keep blinking eternally This journey is hell that's why I felt compelled when Deacon hollered My people need reminding there's some life lessons How we the finer specimens of the divine essence How to find direction whenever dead of night has set in Challenge your fears Shadows only appear when light is present We guide you Through the darkest parts of life to spark a light or to Help you to see a few emcees who's here to fight for ya Signs of victory reliance on the highest order You're sure to lose your mind Emily shakes her head knowingly gracefully she would begin She was a late bloomer from Penny to Janet in a blink Dreamt 'bout being Josephine Baker in the mink Gold make-up like the Sphinx Skin made to view Body ornament performances sensational From rhythm relation to titillation through Demonstrations of what she's made to do She always told me that she wanted to dance The only time she felt worthy of romance damn I tried to told her she was worthy a chance But it's hard to talk to somebody in a trance I just gave her a glance enough to sang her blues Be Pablo to paint her moves be Langston to name her hues She posed with knowledge and grace she gave us a taste With a look on her face that could be taken for dead Are we crazy deranged to stand up for some change Dreams turn to schemes which marionette pulls your strings Emily's enemy was Emily feelin' me She only lusted the heel-toe kick to the symphony And now she justified cryin' rivers for sympathy Which in end she finds out is simply misery No mystery her OnStar on destiny's roads Ballerina wardrobe glowin' under the strobe Twirlin' amongst dollars waitin' under the pole For a slightly possible goal sometimes we sell out our soul Just ask your favorite artist whose heart has turned to pitch black Ask some of these stars where they lost they sense of self at Strictly being puppets in public is a setback Yeah fam that's Emily's energy She makes it rain with her tears The evil the good legal illegal what's hood We see through people but we don't look in ourselves like we should We try to grow in the cold so busy shoveling snow That we tend to forget about the light that's warming our soul If you wanna be healed then you got to reveal the truth Is it clearer in the mirror when you look at your exterior In fear of your interior voice Some who the one with good game that cook caine proper And offer it up to junkies as a choice Seems to whisper to sistas to switch they mista Simply to get that financial support Then turn and make that same supporter beat em and Mistreat em and leave em after breaking em for the sport Got a married man licking his lips at ladies of leisure Loins feelin the fever rather cheat her than leave her Love his money too much so it's cheaper to keep her 'Cause she's a Teenage Love like beepers and reefer Ain't nobody on this earth been perfect since birth Sinning and doin the erk and jerk in Church Then the next minute be back to puttin in work Jumpin into them holes not lookin in first If you wanna be healed Then you got to reveal the truth How could she break my heart without even knowing She said she was going home to South California She had a Califronia beach body bearin skin I love Even though Natti country as a bear-skin rug Southern charm got her arm interlocked with mine Kentucky-fied chicks talking greasy all the time She think she too good she think she dope Bitch if she thought them things she'd be right bout both She came to UK screaming cats all day Bled blue since she used to watch Tayshaun play Loved the color in the trees when the leaves would fall In the south getting high like cholesterol My kinfolk would tease her best of all About her west coast shakes made of vegetables Talking hella proper like reading a teleprompter Long ass legs looking fly as a helicopter But on final descent bad news was sent Not a Hollywood divorce but a bluegrass split and she went She said she was going home to South California That's where she came from Ayo I met her on the corner of Abbot Kinney and Venice She said her life was a movie and finding me was the premise Taught about love she was willingly my apprentice Sex like a drug she played the role of a chemist Supplying me with a feeling I never thought I could fathom Cupid shot me right in the chest with his golden handgun point blank Joint full of dank in my left palm Riding in my ladyfriend's car coming down Crenshaw Cruisin' through the city bumping Biggie doing sixty in a residential You got me feeling like heaven sent you So forget the rumors and what all your jealous friends do Always put my lady first I'm so presidential She's picture perfect with a small frame But she had to fly back south when the fall came I got the feeling that she might'a had another She'll be gone till June but she's mine for the summer because She said she was going home to South California That's where she came from Imagine the burning embers They glow below and above Your sins you won't remember And all you'll find there is love I'm cloaked in smoke but feel no flames Folks float around me but I see no wings No halos or hounds pitchforks or gates Or omnipotent voice that picks course or fate To the life of indecision build a dreamscape prison Where light isn't manufactured but captured inside a prism In a state between asleep and awake Feels closest to hypnosis where the infinite wait Then the fog dissipates revealing crimson fields Crept on by a fawn with flaming heels Eyes red as stop signs and a mane of quills As it gaze past hills of diamond trees I see a silhouette rest upon golden knees For the body of a goddess and a face of dreams A half-naked Meagan Good in a pagan hood Kiss me on the cheek we didn't speak but I understood It wasn't Heaven that I was seeking but a haven I sought A canvas of the mind painted with my thoughts Everything ain't what it seems I wake up to find I'm inside of a dream inside of a dream See buried deep beside the seams of my screams Of beings and otherworldly things rarely seen Might be psychosis or maybe I chose this The night approaches every time the eye closes I see a burning bush feel like I'm Moses Burn so much kush I feel like amosis All my images are morgues and wounds And every fork in the road moves through Freud and Jung In the darkness no orchard blooms A state so dark sparks from the torch is consumed It's like I live in a fortress of doom In the forest where the blood pores were forced from my wounds My body aches from this lobotomy a part of me shakes Open my eyes I'm wide awake Ashes are burning brightly The smoke can be seen from afar So now you're seeing how far Ashes are burning the way You was manifested in an egg developed in a womb Born out of a moon belly first day of doom Crying out like you wanna be put back in there Maybe later in an incubator for more care Alone get to your home and your cribs set Put behind bars and you ain't even lived yet On through the playpens when will this fate end Parents can't make rent money from the safe spent Got building blocks out making a house Mama with her cheese blocks setting traps for a mouse You watching her same loving hands that absorb pain kill You're learning that life's more than a board game Still better line up the cubes in your Rubik's tight Piece the puzzle together there's holes in your views of life Only for sure thing is years but you gotta fight Keep the wind to your right or hit the pen flying kites Living in a world no different from a cell Walk up the rectangle steps take a seat on the bus Backpack pack that sack meal for your lunch Four cornered blackboard makes you act bored No use paying attention now you facing suspension So it's back on the block and the calling you square Try to get the label off but you're glued to the cable box Closed Caption clothes and fashion so attractive As you lay on a box spring and old mattress Choices blocked off childhood gone Just future cubicles and retirement homes But you can't see it happening live savagely Only thing you put passion in is Zig-Zag packaging Swallow Oxycontins to find solace You need a fix so you hit some blockhead for his wallet But your gun jams and the cops come to take ya And now that bullet ain't the only thing thats caught up in a chamber Living in a world no different from a cell From a cellular phone to a cell on a phone Or trapped in confession seeking blessing trying to atone With no more casual pounds with the hand on the clock Now locked in city block working Lucifers Lot Down to box for success is that truth or is it not In your room coping with stress Smoking Kools from out that box Shit ain't cool in detention no flinchin that shit ain't school Coke sale for a quick sale but April Fool Now your case is on the docket to face a box of your peers And them bars they trying to take you to Won't be nothing like Cheers Just years upon years till your last box is near Without your participation incarceration ain't clear If the plots you got are flagrant It's best that you leave em vacant 'Cause there's cells in your mind that'll free you everytime Even the tales thrown in these bars can't be confined Just be patient nothing in life is by design Living in a world no different from a cell I recognise that sadness I'm seeing in your eyes You wonder if it's love you feel or just a comfortable compromise What if I told you that the battle was on Would that rattle ya bones or would you be down to kill in the name of the throne Drop bombs on innocent people or innocent homes With automatic weapons or military drones While me and my friends play croquet And make bets on which country liable to fold next Under the pressure of my fingertips Any day or any time They just cattle We don't need they kind any how Talking population control Gotta make room for the young so it's out with the old I got tanks that need usin' I'm lettin' em go For the low and some c-4 charges that's ready to blow I got the ticket on sativa 'cause my patnah the supplier And all my homeys down to invest in my empire Sink the economy with no natural evidence They complain but that's a part of being president If I could get away with murder I'd take my gun and I'd commit it I could use worship as a warship bible and sword Turn men and women to minions over Heaven's rewards Promise Islamic bombers Heavens harem of whores For taking out a couple of floors The holiest wars bring profits and I don't mean Moses Unless he's on the screen when the NASDAQ opens Horatio Caine won't be able to blame me For the third party bodies that his followers slain Ashes and burnt remains all left in the name of Whoever you praise I just made it a game Called winners and sinners but they one and the same You can play along with us at home We livin' in Rome destined to fall Didn't you hear I ain't worried about the views of the public and peers Shit Hitler was once Time mags' Man of the Year I'ma get it with hope while I'm peddlin' fear I'm a wolf in a wool cap with robes to match Leadin' the flock right down the hatch I'm the fox in the hen house the Devil You Know In a black Cadillac wrist glistenin gold On my way to eat steaks with TD Jakes So if you wanna dine with Christ you gon' need these tapes And if you still don't know how cold I am Please turn to page three in ya church program We the last of a dying breed Steady searching for my kind's like a dire need Everyday I'm watching liars eat and leech While I starve sleep and listen to the friar teach Peace everyday I pray for it Every blessing I receive I try and pay forward But sometimes the sun shines More like a gun line boss better call one time Running blind on this strange journey I hope I'm still alive when they bring gurneys In this world where friends are more attorney then Bert or Ernie It hurts me deep peep I'm steady learning That when it's money bet it's all good Most Robin Hoods ain't got a merry man in Sherwood Find a good heart no Google search could Brothers was killing brothers in Eden where we first stood Last of a dying breed I'm curious All my people on lock down Lord mysterious Last of a dying breed everybody here better stop now Nothing's gonna slow that clock down no I'm furious Should the good stroll off the Atlas forsaking the hapless Let the soldiers of the soulless prevail in the madness Shit's real in the field when it's minimal rations And all feel the hunger from the sum of the actions Running thick as thieves robbing through blurred lines Levels of good and evil graded on curved lines The pinnacle's a pentacle bewitching the cynical Left stranded on the planet where the wicked survive Say no to truth while addicted to lies Gentrifying remove the hood like it was just a disguise Throw the blank on a blanket party like it's just a surprise The menace of what lives in a secular thrive Penance on what gives and is eaten alive Apocalypse approaches in the form of divide Too many bees in the trap bear hands in the hive Reacting to what's sweet with the sting out of mind I can't hold on I can't hold on But I just hold on I just hold on Lord why's everybody's puzzle missing pieces Struggling grinding greaseless No rhyme or reason in sight I'm seeing the pain off in their eyes I'm seeing that often we lie lost in our cries I'm seeing impatient parents Blaming unsuspecting children I'm seeing inpatients critical Streets are dead from the killings I'm like damn blocks hot not from the ozone Through camera's cops watch these lil boys hold chrome Stuck teenagers foxes and pups On blocks rocks in they chucks choppers watching above They need love not snug cuffs federally fucked Tis all an orchestration Hans Zimmer couldn't conduct But whattawedo most problems dun been discussed But we talk about actions on the backend and hush I guess most of y'all must listen to Rush Long as you all good then everybody under you flushed Everytime I try and help myself Reaching out and finding no one else Felt like it rained 'til the roof caved in So anytime you feel your soul's in need Realize you can depend on me And let's just hold on screamin' Jesus save me We slipping far under the ghoul yard In grim tombs we some dim stars batteries full barred At birth but it's hard to stay charged on earth 'Cause world wide like girth the wise are in dirt Grandmama's used to bus us to church Humming Hymns Stretch out a fat meal on the table from something slim Now we starving faith on the back of a carton To find it follow tracks down arms And boulevards in the south park Watch as mouth art paints audio visuals Call it rythmical miracles And parts what your eyes red see Throwing change ups in your medley through headpiece Still Judge but dont Dredd each day instead feast Life's an unfed beast that eats bread and meat That's either your cash or your corpse So I just pray that the Lord helps me last through these wars Ya know I am floating happy not knowing nautical course Tie a wristwatch in slipknots and dock at my porch Time is of no essence the presence becomes presents Peasants become pheasants and soar past acceptance Current currencies worthless fodder for feeding purses With iron clad words I solder together verses I'm trippin like I'm eatin' the fungi Leaving me cornered like the puss that crusts in ones eye Listen There's no light just never ending night And the weather's like a hurricane when land is in its sight The sand within my hourglass could vanish any moment And I'm trying to read the signs within the symbols and the omens From the motions of the sea to the color of the dark This ocean of my dreams was more than cover for the sharks Recovering these parts is like discovering my art I wonder as I wander through my heart Cus it starts a dream defferred A clipped wing on a white dove Seems absurd a smudge on a white glove Not seen nor heard like screams from the night's lungs Cling to words so much that you won't budge Fiends in herds who yearn for the white crumbs Getting high like the city sky when it lights up Thats what the night does It hits your mind with the right stuff To keep you blind with a slight buzz The mind is like a puzzle that could never be completed We scuffle through it's pieces strugglin for peace it's Hard for us to sleep and even harder to awake The image in my mirror's gettin harder to relate I see me harbouring my hate and bartering with grace But I couldn't be farther from my faith or my face Through this waste of my mind may I find direction I'm a waste of my time if I don't find it's lessons So all welcome to this generous helping of self reflection Night thoughts brought to life with incandescence As the world twirls on the tip of our index Staring into space one's vision is endless But glaring at the ground you can see where the end is So just close pupils and be pupils and listen The headset's your desk the test is what's missin Disect these notes of quotes of keys written Don't worry about this dirty south til its mud floods ya front stoop Aces and acres of haters growing out the same root That hit you quicker than poverty in two major arteries Havin you movin and softshoe-in like who made you property Black face and sambos tied for last place Let facts state we like Wildcats in a rat race At that rate the state stay ahead of tomorrow Standing out like mount Kilimanjaro So through this Bluegrass follow sorrow Blacker then the ghetto you fear You disappear like the future of the ghetto you near Where index fingers bring the heavy metal you hear Block stars loading guns as fiends battle for crumbs Come travel through slums try politickin with pushas Made block decisions while mothafuckas overlooked us Under the radar like helicopters on the sly Ain't just tobacco some bourbon and where horse racin live This is for my Mark Makers I keep my flask tipped Live where the grass crip steppin in my blood Don't try to play Mike Vick and stick a dog in this fight Ya art of loud bark don't veto your mosquitoish bite The mc's too dark the producer too white Fam the lyrics too loose the beats is to tight We parry blows we bury foes through stereos Keep an aerial view over scenarios Some niggas that move spirts like a liquor store Makers of Woodford Reserve that curve ya nerves We country coming with fists while you armed with words Field nigga brand hands that'll slap you to sleep From the land of hard liquor and tobacco that's cheap We rose like Lazarus a miraculous feat Put soul in it gave what's left back to the streets But we all artist regardless of the art is in speech Close Kyn make notes bent tryna find a release from this I don't have you and like true friends I'm waiting for growth to show up and for hope to manifest 3am I'm awaiting awake to hand me rest Fate to send caress and a face that I can feel With weight from heavy breasts An embrace that helps me chill Grace that human males can't feel Unless he builds with a female until time stands still When we take off our shells and chill All before fingers learn bodies like we got blindman skill She speaks no evil but says whatever After Shaking up bed-feathers still prays together On a parlay flip permenant private party trip The next Ruby and Ossie Davis I'm talking great shit Her mighty fine thighs silhoutted by sky-rise Place the know how behind my eyes To take something unfortunate And show them they're a fortune in my life A Remy Shand message of love tell Cupid we fam' And to clock something that'll learn who I am As I learn with chillin out watching our hourglass sands Spent Pubescent years blessed with peers I could trust Spinning records to a game of checkers after dusk Laughter rushes out of mouth clutchin my stomach abs burning From fast learning not cash earning At this point our lil' brainchild was hardly crawling But had fallen enough times to keep a nigga's head strong Fucked with enough spiders to charm a mama leglong We's dead wrong many days and nights Trying strange things From jane to cane and variants of the same change Get trapped you off map no Peter Pan scenes Where everythings tight and lily whiter than Klan dreams Tryna get something ripe a nice woman queen Stay strong and fight life like Sudan kings Pray to make cents for giving And make sense out of living Lord give me patience to gain wisdom please I remember as youngin' Slummin' with my crusaders Garcia Vegas burglarizing neighbors for Segas It's tough to count blessings when battlin' Count Dracula Life's fangs'll drain yo blood in floods Can't wade in that water because of rogue scuds Role models taught us you oughta just roll up In life there's no love whatever yo role was Find wealth No need to find self Stand in line until you find your spot on a shelf Don't mean to sound cold got my soul singing baritone Feelin' down low To think Of those in this winter with no mink or folk Weathering this desert with no drink to cope Some chain smoke with no link or hope Just dope tree and a rope You are the living truth of life The fastest can't run from who they are I'd run from self but no man can run that far Turn the page eventually I hit a certain age Learn that all the freedom was worthless when you're afraid Success can often be a perfect cage Searching for a way to stay the same while the world will change A prisoner trapped in the regret 'Cause the ego can't keep up if they happen to reject it Sometimes you want so bad to be respected Goin' after it 'til you've left your happiness neglected I've seen the weakness in grown men Playing games with their pain they cheat but they don't win Seen 'em feed the needle deep into their own skin Tryna find a fleeting bit of peace in that moment More success to fix what's left Take an even bigger risk like after this I'll rest Til he painted with the razor on his wrist a red The color of lips pucker up it's the kiss of death I'm Bustin' Loose no Wilder just a Pryor And that debt was paid in spades and barbed wire Later use eyes to weigh and move fire Then moved crowds in wades with hellfire Meet a fan kick it witcha take a picture Sign both titties and give a pound to your mister It's been real Realer than steel I'da grabbed before I picked up a pen and a pad Shit it's been chill Chiller than the look in the eye of a junkie when he's looking to buy looking to fly Pyrex on the good eye of a broke stove Pyramid of cans tin foil with poke holes Soft white girl break your nose and gets harder Revenge of the Caine the original Get Carter Take your favorite star make him into a martyr Life ain't Trending it's ending See farther What'll you do if there comes a day when I lose my way What will you do Oh I would stand by you Pray for you If it would help I'd even die for you I spent too many nights drowned in seclusion Over against my own will surrounded by illusions Fighting to stay positive however losing 'Cause my personality was founded on the conclusion that The human heart does more than just pump blood It pumps love at least I know that mine did once But a large piece of it was undone And washed away by painful rains but when the sun comes Scars heal and we learn from our mistakes Some people sometimes their purpose is to hate But be certain of your faith and you'll acquire the ability To expose witches and burn them at the stake I'm looking for love I'm done searching for a date I've been alone for years but it's worth it if you wait Personally late's better than never at all So when I brush myself off whenever I fall tell me What'll you do Oh yeah That's what the last one said Unfortunately I was mad misled I ran on E til no more gas was left The most I got from her was ass and bread But trust was lost like Kanye's fashion sense Accidents happen when you live with the weak But it's not an accident when you make a conscious decision to cheat That's enough reason to get into beef Throw all your spouse's shit on the street quit and retreat But these are the breaks as told by Kurtis Blow So please for my sake stay by me this earth is cold And I'm freezing like I've been lying in dirt and snow I've searched the globe for a person who knows The true meaning of love you could be the one If you mean what you say we could link up And use what we learned from our exes in the past But wait 'cause I got another question to ask and that's Sounds good and if you mean it I'll hook up with you this evening Hug your body squeezing your love while I feed it The touch of a king when you're my queen And trust is the key in every relationship But other human beings who see in may try to rush up for no reason But looks can be deceiving Like books you never read and only judge by the cover art So don't let it crush your heart when they try to use jealousy to pull our love apart That's when the thunder starts followed by the rain But the first line of this song already explained That my arteries were drained now all of me is tame So stay beside me 'cause I don't wanna be estranged Two warm bodies on a page As soon as time found them they were saved And still lay there to this day But if this should ever change And if I ever lose my way Just stay and I'mma do the same They trying to kick us out the hood niggas want us So stressed smoking good 'til the marijuana's Crack a Corona just zone while I'm sipping on it And start to count the last days 'cause the shit's upon us They trying to get us out the hood them people want us So stressed smoking good 'til the marijuana's Crack a Corona just zone while I'm sipping on it And start to count the last days 'cause the end's upon us Victims on the pavement Folks who can change it all Leaving new jacks with nooses to swing with The Carter got a dog park smoothies and sandals Thanks to the pimps pushers hustlers and vandals And heroes they slander hit them with scandals Or literally kill them let the world light candles they And they ain't coming back black Unless it's on a street sign shirt or a snapback Underfunded school headstone or a back tat Located in a trap that snap when the rat snack is And the beast is full No brown on the streets where baristas rule And two fingers is the only hard peace to pull Which is cool For the tenants that's in it But for hostages of the hard knocks commuted the sentence To a brand new prison they can sit 'til the bars are all They trying to get us out the hood them people want us So stressed smoking good til the marijuana's Crack a Corona just zone while I'm sipping on it And start to count the last days 'cause the shit's upon us They trying to get us out the hood them people want us So stressed smoking good til the marijuana's Crack a Corona just zone while I'm sipping on it And start to count the last days 'cause the end's upon us They been killing off the elders Now the village full of hellions And the people want rebellion What do we tell them Children are resilient But their Innocence is And what are we to teach them When all the grannies are beneath them And the families are divided Sanity is declining Searching but I've been told the silver lining is This is when fear talks ears off Many corporations calculate what a tear cost Morals break down like they biodegradable Too keep the faith or give it up It's highly debatable We've lost our mind and crossed all lines Are the lights that shine in the darkest times We in the midst of a Revolution I'm hoping this as bad as it gets They trying to kick us out the hood niggas want us So stressed smoking good til the marijuana's Crack a Corona just zone while I'm sipping on it And start to count the last days 'cause the shit's upon us They trying to get us out the hood them people want us So stressed smoking good til the marijuana's Crack a Corona just zone while I'm sipping on it And start to count the last days 'cause the end's upon us But I went nearly crazy and I went clearly crazy Would hit the hundreds but I ain't got money for the toll there Traffic backed up ahead of me I see the road flares School bus on my right kids laughin' with brown and gold hair Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife From the house work that I did to the kids even our sex life She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove her dead-right So she got court orders restraining me put on the red lights Frustrated thinking how the fuck could I clean it up Loosened my tie wiped the sweat out of my eyes mixed with tears Mind thick with fears I've lost everything that I done built for years Bright yellow school bus fucking up my limbo Kids bitchin' cussin' flickin' boogers upon my window Start rolling it down for some air and the handle breaks Kick my door open dive out feeling some escape We said vows and shit that shits' for life right That shit can be mended But that bitch don't be listening to me She'll prolly throw a fucking fit and shit I'mma go there that bitch is gonna listen to me She'll see I'mma fix this shit Fuck that move your fucking car man Motherfucker is my one car really haulting movement I got some powerful shit in my trunk want me to use it I grabbed that shit cocked it now talk like you're silly If you needed some release would I fuck with you Billy Look away lady before I swiss cheese your Mazda Am I crazy for wanting my babies to have a father Gonna show my bitch of a wife she better work a little harder Stop them kids from screaming it's pushing me even farther It's my daughter's birthday Billy you like this gift Your name's not Billy Really Then why do you react to it If you're an actor am I your fuckin' audience Kids look how many different directions his body went It's okay I'm not crazy I got kids your age Don't be afraid I said don't be afraid Behave Now y'all be cool now I'm leaving now it's beyond hot 'Bout to visit my wife after hitting the pawn shop for more Glocks I got some shit to fix I got some shit to fix Today's about to be one of the biggest days of my life 'Cause I'm about to ask the women I love if she'll be my wife I just know that she will for this women I'll kill I used to clean dishes at Micky D's now I'm on grill So I've been able to save up enough money for this necklace Along with this ring for when I pop the big question But my manager's been stressin' the way I been dressin' Tellin' me I need new shoes but I can't afford to get them He's all about perfection and does shit that I hate Today he wrote me up and I was only five minutes late And then he threatened to take me off grill and make me scrub plates And the toilet where people shit out all the food they just ate Fuck I'm starting to hear my screws bust Screw it I'll do it He gives me Windex and a toothbrush I'm asking my girl to marry me fuck what everyone thinks Let me look at the ring now to calm me down like my shrink And today on my lunchbreak my girl's supposed to come through I wanna ask her but without the ring what'll I do Ignition contact in my little compact Nissan piece of shit and I need to quit Funneling Night Train pummels my right brain Feel the pain of a hangover I smell the faint odor of piss I need to lower my risk Hittin my liver with this liquid deliverance I'm fuckin laughin and stuck in traffic As my 8-track tape deck pumps some wack shit I walked in on my friend with his hand caught in my wife's panty elastic While she was wearin em Started tearin em a new asshole verbally I don't think I hurt em Got the straight vodka in my coffee thermos Put on my game face and walk in the door Of my job at the strip mall discount department store I'm so sick of all these rappers MC's talkin' 'bout they thugs Yo we been thugged out since Cub Scouts you know what that means When y'all were breakin in line we were breakin spines We didn't have no slip knots we had nooses We have Girl Scout cookies reach in here if it breaks you'll feel 'em We are guaranteed to make you bleed Jumpin out of swings kickin in teeth Yo bailing on my Big Wheel dressed to kill Jeans with the knee pads slanted Raccoon hat Wiffleball bat in my holster rollin Supersoaker filled with piss patrollin Thugged out get drugged out of your own treehouse Hangin hives on jungle gyms lettin the bees out Girls want beef like Arby's melt they Barbies My Cub Scouts were a miniature sinister army In the cafeteria didn't let shit slide Hit guys up for they milk and shepherd's pie You want extra pizza Here's yo' slice I'm the line leader bitches run yo' Nikes Hit y'all thought you knew I'm the shit dog That's what you get for rollin all hard in kickball Fartknocker you better hope class lasts 'Cause at recess your ass is grass No doubt I been thugged out since I was a Cub Scout Hoppin off my BMX punchin niggas in the mouth A little bad-ass nigga fuck hide'n'seek I was gettin a whippin from momma like every week Splittin' niggas wigs and takin' their G.I. Joes Lunch money you name it baby I got to have it yo Talk shit and feel my hands grip ya fuckin throat Girls hated me 'cause I would always steal they jump rope Now let a bigga nigga say somethin stupid Smack him with the bat lay his ass out flat Why must the nappy head boy be like that Where's the home trainin He's like an animal with no tamin Who you blamin when your son gets snatched up Smacked up Derrick Green again he's bout to act up And while you playin dodgeball I'll be tappin jaws Here comes that boy again Yo he's worse than a Chuckie doll Jugga Bully wasn't at all popular Until that day I beat down the hall monitor I used to use small binoculars To look at girls through this hole in the wall That led directly to the stalls where the broads lockers were And they were usually all topless or leanin over to tie their shoes That's when I bust through and make my move to grab at least 5 boobs And this ain't high school this is kindergarten Juggs was into arson burned the media center into carbons I guess I had mental problems but then again I think my problems started when the school nurse put me on Ritalin Y'all put sugar in gas tanks I put boogers on the substitute's glass and he drank I had pics of a hooker with the principal gettin his ass spanked I guess I had a passion for pranks I wasn't scared of the teachers Juggs was gettin head under the bleachers Durin the Pledge of Allegiance that's what I'm bout Hey Cuttin in the lunch line what you thinkin dawg I'll stab you dead in yo' eye with a Lincoln Log Oh you think I'm soft because I rock Izod Pull out the sawed off Even though I never been hauled off to juvenile detention I done things too vile to mention I was too demented remember when Baby Jessica fell in the well I threw her in it I always been a sick kid Took hella Valiums and all type of doctor's prescriptions And when the Den Leader gave me stress I smacked him in the grill with my Merit Badge vest Nevertheless classmates learned never to test Unless they want a spitball stuck to they neck Oh you think it's funny I'll beat you down Screamin out my buddy my buddy That boy's one mean motherfucker It feels alright So just lay back into the night But don't lose sight Make sure you watch those Yellow Lines I'm in her eyes but fuck tapping the brakes Let's shorten up the time fantasy take Stroke her ego slow til' her vanity quake Satin hair silk skin wet panties and lace the Fabric of love the thrill of the chase Blunted lovin the highway spinnin in place My hands are Sex Pistols strapped to her waist Strange fruitin lip gloss try and savor the taste We can both play games exchange fake names Paint pictures of lust using both our frames Remain unaware of the spell you under Prisoner of love when given my cell number High off love lust in your joints Kiss and tellin the tale of our sex exploits Yo relationship sank out to sea Now you floating on driftwood behind fucking with me I put a spell on them hoes I have 'em in the corner on Patron at the shows I can tell when they ain't from around here The spell start working when my finger say 'come here' I'm not a pimp I'm not a trick But please believe me I can have any bitch They call me short dark and handsome Kidnap your girl send your man a little ransom Hey I'm making major moves won't you holla back Hoes twisting my hair with some of that beeswax At the club she say she don't dance But she bouncing on that hot thing in my pants Ya got money take her out tonight to eat She coming over after you finish with the Applebee's Bobby said slow down I say go slow I'm the reason she don't fuck witchu no more I'm the reason for her being on the pill I'm the reason Sir Charles had to chill To get her freaky don't need a bottle of gin And we be fucking like the world 'bout to end Forgive me Lord but I'm hell on them hoes Yeah I put a spell on them hoes Forgive me Lord but I'm hell on them hoes hell on them hoes She used to call me late at night Didn't take long to see that we were all-alikes On the same page just couldn't get it right Macintosh of my eye let me take a mega bite I cordially invite you to come take a ride in my thoughts Switch memory lanes while we dreamin wanderin And in return I'll strip my inhibitions And go skinny dipping in your stream of consciousness She said it sounds tempting And I don't want to catch feelings But this urge is calling me bad I said well sugar if you're worried 'bout catching feelings Chances are you already have And there's no need to deny ourselves I mean lie to each other and deprive ourselves Denial's not a game I'm prepared to play So I express things most niggas scared to say Put a spell on 'em Forgive me Lord but I'm hell on 'em Baby we grown folk So let me longstroke And send em back to they man with my smell on 'em Let me be quiet before I tell on 'em I had a dream and it was so strange so strange Ah deep perspiration heartless and impatient My angel's just a devil from shoulder to shoulder pacin' Fillin' my gaze with hate eyes cold as Alaskan basements Aimed at records for targets while labels look like the Masons I hang around outside of they buildin' amongst the vagrants Dangerous loaded stainless maturity plus minority Cool as cues but cocked back is the priority One in the flesh lights cops just stop where they stand As I proceed to beat the publishing up outta this man I don't expect him to bitch I counted close to the land Louisville slugger cover every inch of his noggin' The reverend might win a visit that is if his spirit is near it But if you yield towards hell you'd hear it more vivid But I'm under slumber ya get it to see it I'd have to let you all See the things I dream Yeah once upon a time I seen it clearer than the bluest day Got off in some crime seen that line turn blueish-grey Humorin' themselves about murder pussy and politics Word around the world is money and I want all of it World crooked like St. Ide's eyes acknowledge this Just ask them Virginia Tech college kids While you wait for apologies I'm low like a fox Get between me and your rocks I'll put your ass in the box I feel the odds favor robbin' a world without God Money's the language in humanity you need Visa cards I need your cash and your car before I smash your facade Or watch this classic toy make you collapse to the side under the yard boy Since a child these thoughts lurkin' in my shadows Heard 'em placin' wages on how will I face my battles Accelerate to add dope feel but never faulted I'm standin' upon rock that'll make powder out Gibraltar Fumblin' with sweat on my fingers somethin' impetuous lingers Become infected with feelings so I'm electing this evil To end my life without reason 'cause I'm indicted for treason Closin' my eyes and I'm leakin' draggin' the knife till I'm bleedin' 'Cause it's the life that I'm seekin' feels only right that I'm meetin' With Jesus seeking redemption but he don't want my repentance For he who feels my intention sees that my deepest impression Is feeding me to these demons that lurk and feed on my essence The pain is deep in my chest and I keep repeatin' my blessings Ever since a meek adolescence that saw me beaten by freshmen Parents repeatedly sentenced heroin needles on dressers They use to feed their infection I can't repeat indescretions So I pause for reflection long for honest affection And getting lost in the music is only soothing for stretches If you knew where my head is when I'm doing these records You'd never listen to my music again I can't let you See the things I dream I will know how things can be I want to live a real life I don't want to dream any longer The Format If we gonna start from scratch you start with wax If there's no dish then there's no rap Records albums vinyl the facts Give us a stack of records and we'll give you twelve tracks The agreement turned cement forty years ago Hip Hop the vinyl frontier Two turntables a mic and a cold stereo DJ one MC the imperial Many put their muse to it Sent bop sent rock sent blues through it From classical to jazz we can who's who it Or blow the dust off and groove to it You know that crackle give the best high A new format hit the scene like way back It was smaller and more convenient than eight-track You could pop it in your car on a long drive Play the album or fast-forward to song five If you passed the song you had to rewind it back It was kind of frustrating trying to find a track When they was on the air I was on the pause-button I had the best taste but I ain't trying to 'cause nothing 'Cause everybody thought their paws was the raws Cats used to battle this shit used to 'cause wars We would trade tapes that was the best it could be Busy Bee had the fever for Treacherous Three Having the best tapes was like a status symbol The yellow tape purple tape to the baddest demo Battles travel from the Bronx to Baltimore They would stand by the speaker to record them all Them same tapes that was labeled with a thick marker Made the neighbourhood rappers want to spit sharper If my tape pop trust I was ready man A razor blade scotch tape and a steady hand I call it surgery My cassette went under the knife and brought back to life Man that worth it to me My relationship with bass and kicks had come full circle Plastic and cheap but I clapped to the beat Stab the repeat button and keep running And that's something you can't get from tape dubbing Skip the skips with a flick of the wrist More time to check what's sick on the list The fickle dismissed this little digital disk But try and play vinyl in the whip it'll skip And it's ninety-six I'm trying to get laid now Chose the format with binary laid down Blunts get blown in my homie's truck We sitting on chrome little bone thugs We got wheels we ain't trying to walk man iPhone's nuts there's dust on my walkman Follow me entering this digital odyssey Holy matrimony but harder to see Everywhere but non-existant what a conundrum Upgraded but they say we forgot where we come from The past feels even further with every second Off the record the coming and going of Kbps In the day of the instant message The message is misdirected and the receiver seems to be disconnected But don't complain love game Even after the flood came and left our neighbors over-saturated With no computer love just computer bugs Hate the virus and not the hacker that's what a loser does Meanwhile the kids are playing shoot em' ups Trying to be the 2.0 version of Super Thug Press reset any era you wish to visit is next Hold on as we eject what is the Question Now when I see the man in the mirror I see an animal clearer The teeth look sharp and ain't a man that's much realer I do somersaults and flips with nunchucks like a ninja turtle I'm very bold I'll sell crack on an infomercial I tell you what if I don't get the props I deserve Imma leave you bleeding by the curb and that's my momma's word Bank account commas absurd 'Cause I sell specialty rap music and sell out concerts My favorite spot in the sporting goods is the hunting section They got slingshots and crossbows and other types of weapons Camouflage vests and fully stocked with the lead Next aisle over I can go fishing instead And to the fake ones your salaries low Flow cornier than AIDS romance reality shows Y'all know I used the body wash to clean my shotty off 'Cause its been catching back splatter from hacking through body parts A southern rebel that'll leave your vital levels flat You won't be hot until you die and give the devil dap You about as stupid as that pot that called the kettle black I be conscious rapping but now even Gepetto's strapped Here to take the ghetto back hush the whack stanzas Taking it back to when rapping was talk 'tween Black panthers I'm Huey Newton or Freeman all of the above You ain't even Huey Lewis ain't got no power or love And what's sadder you won't touch rungs on Jake's ladder Universally unworthy of time space or matter You hot as in anger not as in magma Deac is Death Valley You are Alaska I mastered the range you mastered the lame And the day that you're the flame I'm the rain Big booty Twitter vixen this is something tight Even make your main chick say she quite Some dumb reason say her prison be Fell her gaze blazing at you laser beam Face is the bomb body's detonator We talkin' black folk filled elevator Think its cool now Fool later see us Every time you leave think you out being Stick to her forgettin' she's gonna tell you hell is And she hope you go in summer when its even more Eyes even glowing terminator red Shit would be a past red dot beam Shoulder so cold make an igloo seem Pushing all the buttons make the topic seem This gold made cup make us sip so All these girls man they just want to sweat some starve But I don't get gassed up like an electric car And I don't need a ski mask to rob these bitches of they innocence I'm at the strip club seducing seven Russian immigrants I'm so Bobby Brown not the new edition days Never stop my ignorant ways I'm twenty-five now yeah I told my pops I'd toss the towel in Making music no longer easily makes my smile bend Them smiles and back pats still ain't helping the rent checks Ain't far from crack packs if I hursh these verses Flippin words shit for an empty purse feels worthless Listen word of mouth done been a blessin and a curse We reach heads but the only bread we see's off shirt sales Tours and shows spread all over the earth well Recoup gas and hotels back to this dirt Hell's Far away though believe I ain't complaining Rather explaining that unless this southern rain end We'll show proof we's as real as you Needing a roof some shoes dolla bills and food Two from The Dirty met with mismatched skin Acknowledged first that one day this track may end When there's no more steam in that engine Yet hopefully clean streams be an astringent But needs outweigh cheese tryna stay in contention What'll you do lay it down lay it down lay it down again Poor me pour me a shot of patron Cigarillo or bordello I just gotta be blown In a silicone zone where titties are grown And sessions in the recession where fifties are thrown Rose petals pedaled within cities of stone Reefer and liquor dance my chemical romance My pitiful cold hands That ache to be warm Like a tux with gold cuffs that waits to be worn Loves in the haze of a flashback Those that invest deeply need be gettin' they cash back Being in lust with love feels so dreamy Till it's shattered in beautiful pieces scattered beneath me I still chase it you gotta believe me I just don't think it's as instant as an instance on tv We try to close the distance but persistence ain't easy There's a ribbon in the sky if you listen to Stevie Problem is my arms can't reach that far Or stretch that high is it best I fly With the wings of a goose mixed with red bull And a night cap slapped on to keep my head cool Awaken in a state of confusion Dressing quickly to get back to my city Fuckin' delusion Where I live Where I stay Where I sleep Where I lay I've seen all the things that pass me by Oh why can't it be real I cling to my dreams as I grab the sky Oh why can't it be real Here I am standing naked Your search for answers will end in agony Here I am standing naked One thing is certain that is my destiny I give you everything yo Standing in front of you naked crying again and I feel like a tyrant I told you once that I loved you more than music I was lying But I swear you're the closest second And I am the most depressive But you really make me better And I really tried to let ya This angry love a lecture Vulnerability measured You calm me with your presence When you leave me I get reckless so I'm retchin' And hopefully I throw up all these Catch twenty-two's How could you win when I'm losing me fool Sucks to be truth that we through but we not Catch us in bed it's so we three hot Maximum pressure for you to see right through my heart You so smart you can pick me apart Playing the cards I was dealt as an only child with a single mom I got Abandonment issues for days and if you make me mad I'm gone So I'm wrong now come and make me right while my eyes are dancing You see just how I'm standing plus I'm a cancer Naked as in ass out dusted without a cent Sex was twerkin for us and love spray was the scent Made it rain while we singles so emotionally spent While building our house of love she came short on the rent Fell head over heels but couldn't feel the decent The quicker the lights flicker the quicker the liquor hits I was feral out to get lucky Her ass was heaven above me And I was dying to go there As soon the spirits touched me Club lights can turn Misses Fugly to Misses Fucks Me Cus I ain't talkin slick trick don't confuse it with rusty We left our love in that condom under your sister's truck seat My bucket wasn't fly enough for you after our first meet No need to be thirsty no need to rehearse the One night standing between you and your next me Send me a nice picture you still thick as a swap meet But stop callin breathing hard and whispering to me softly Yo you prolly thinking that you know me huh Know me so well that you can't show me none Well I showed you once I know that I told you only once and what you do Take the full nine yards and scored a touch But your hand went right through me you thought you know me huh Thought that you could see me when you woke up But you woke up and you know what You prolly realize that you ain't know much The Cold Crush the so what you told your homies for four months like Even though you learn to roll blunts Now how you think I feel about that You used to feel my tracks feel my raps Tell me who you finna' know as real as that It's true you could see right through me but see me truly Don't think that you could screw me and tell your homegirls you used me Like you didn't know this nigga Know such and such and know so and so But honestly I know how you really feel when you close the door And I'm right there Mr. Invisible in your right ear It's funny how one night can make you feel like it's a year But yea for real knowledge be the key To unlock your brain and set your mindstate free Non-familiarity makes you scared to see The beauty in front of your eyes You're thinkin' merrily Everything isn't a predictable occurrence If you've experienced everything except a purpose Then you've missed everything that was meant to be caught Life sessions aren't lessons that can be simply taught You gotta feel the matter Build the data You gotta strengthen self or your shield will shatter In the field we choose to scatter like lice Instead of coming together and keeping it tight It's hard to be alone deep in the night I try to avoid the dark life and be seeking the light But so many times I fall in between the lines Of what is a devilish sign and what is divine If you base your life on wasted nights with no faith in sight You might as well freebase on pipes I've fallen down but I got up friend Fell twice Three times Got up again and again And again it's nobodies but my fault it didn't end You only don't win when you give in The days we live in Send shit that'll break the strongest I put on my body armor and remain the calmest Being peaceful at heart helps me see through the dark Like dogs barkin' it's hard for evil people to start bullshit With a literally cool kid whose only form of battlin' is through music If you hold yourself tight you can't lose it Life or death it's up to you who you cruise with Exercise knowledge to increase your wealth If you know yourself you'll be shown your wealth Sometimes I ask myself a question Is my lack of inner reflection Some type of indication of what state my life is in They keep piping in elevator music Sappy and happy as hell with shit When I reflect back and recollect that I was born into the state of walking slumber Taught numbers realize I'm dirt poor It hurts more now that I'm older Showered in water much colder than this Holdin' my lips and close thee abyss With the speech and the phoniest kiss Rendered lifeless Talk about an identity crisis My third eye remains sightless When the night hits Can't help but lie awake Contemplate fights with vice grips Depressions and lessons in starvation It's hard to be patient Sittin' perfectly still listen to your own heart racin' Assume the description of my life and it's reality Is on the warm side of fatality It's not fair the way you challenge me Or the silent way my talents be Hidden inside these translations Emancipation as I try to dab the slate clean Futile attempts to make my fate glean Hate seems all inclusive It makes me want to fall reclusive And rip the tallest loose-leaf With a makeshift facelift For my mental state Let me give you a little inside information about God It's my time now I ain't worried 'bout shit Knowing goddamn well that they older than me and Nigga this that new god flow y'all bitch niggas better bow down Denzel with the L at the end of the noun Makin' sure that y'all don't see a cap and a gown Too many lil niggas still runnin' around Come face to face with the wild and that's the end of your child Universe gangsta is the god of the sound From the planet of the nectar on the sea and the isles Wanna see an angel dead Let's walk a few miles With a sword halo and a crown so round Like root canal in your mouth Fuck around you get forty cal Bitch what the fuck is beef to a slaughterhouse Got sticks that'll knock your baby momma out Scratch that knock Harry Potter out Hit his head on Obama's couch nail Obama's scout Y'all niggas is sauerkraut When the villain bring the choppers out then they call you out Tell me what's that about When you catch 'em then you ash 'em out Get the money then I'm cashin' out Really what is that about What's that about Only shoot once it's a hit and if you shoot twice it's a miss Fuck that let his brains hang nigga fuck that let his brains hang AK47 with the red beam and a drum on that bitch hold a hundred rounds Go on ride with your squad Nigga you could die with your squad tryna get live with your squad Get toe-tagged tryna play hard And it's money over boppers My young nigga's ex pill-popper all of 'em ride with them choppers Call a mortician ain't no need for a doctor Dead on arrival yeah I said dead on arrival Swear to God on a stack of Bibles Headshot a nigga reassuring no survival Cold heart nigga that's how they raised me Kill or be killed so you really can't blame me Straight up the gutter where they killin' over words Fuck around and get toe-tagged in front of your baby Nigga get buck Swear to God nigga get buck first time let it be your last I ain't worried 'bout shit Nigga I ain't worried 'bout shit send a murder gang at your pussy ass Better to reign in hell than to serve in heaven is that it Why not I'm a fan of man They with this they with that Ain't nobody ready to die for this shit Glock man Glock Drop the top on that Audi Niggas saying that they thugging I really doubt it Rappers sell they soul for a bag of that money If you pussy I'm gon know Cos I'ma smell you coming Police can't touch me Them bitches wanna fuck me Middle finger to the laws i don't give a fuck Tell them bitches if they want me they can come and get me I ain't going by myself they coming with me They trying to send me and my niggas the police shooting niggas I don't need no introduction niggas know me Ain't no secret I don't fuck with the police Ronald Regan is the reason why the dope cheap Now the feds in our hood doing dope sweeps Tell the judge i got kids and we gon eat So if you give me fifty years what they gonna be Guess the apple don't fall far from the tree I ain't finna write no statement fuck copping plea Mandatory sentence make it hard for a g My lil brother caught a body he got twenty-three Hard trying to find a job with a felony Why you thinking that I'm breaking pounds of this weed Shits real I got bills and mouths to feed Get you hit up for a fee I ain't got to beef Niggas gotta pop e just to pop and squeeze And you can tell the police please to back up off my nuts To my PO and the judge they can suck a dick Militant nigga i'm on that soldier shit My niggas down to die that's who i'm rolling with And if she ain't got no mind then i don't fuck a bitch Once i liberate the people then it's over with Had them killers at your door on some Jehovahs shit Tell the government to come get me if they really want me I did this song right here for Put us on the news saying that we thugs Police start shooting us in cold blood Feds trying to take our brothers from their babies Ninety nine percent conviction rating you know that's shady They said government assistance made our people lazy But if they take that shit away how is she gon feed them babies If the record labels want me then they have to pay me I got that bag now I'm dealing school for our babies Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Where I come from made me beast Graduated from the struggle and I made it out the streets Liberated my mind now it's time I teach Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Here to save everybody I can But you gotta understand that I'm only one man And we ain't no different You just like me Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Where I come from made me beast Graduated from the struggle and I made it out the streets Liberated my mind now it's time I teach Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Here to save everybody I can But you gotta understand that I'm only one man And we ain't no different You just like me Man fuck all that shit nigga pass me the blunt Fuck all that Farrakhan shit you be talking Yall niggas be sitting round this motherfucker all day nigga Yall don't be doing shit Look nigga my daddy wasn't shit My momma wasn't shit Chances are nigga I ain't gon' be shit Ride through the city where I come from Where the kids see the killers as a role model Don't nobody understand them and they feel alone Hit the block bought a Glock now they feel they grown Unaware that he gon' get a bullet in his head By another black male 'cause he living well Got rich quick made it from a crack sale Now he just another dead nigga shit oh well But it's funny how we run into karma Same boy killed he used to serve the boy's momma And his daddy was the brick man so he got it honest Never had it honest 'cause he never had a soul Immune to the system of the cold world My little niece still sick that my brother's little girl If he lose her it would kill him So it fuckin' with my world Shit I'm drinking liquor every night till I hurl Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Where I come from made me beast Graduated from the struggle and I made it out the streets Liberated my mind now it's time I teach Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Here to save everybody I can But you gotta understand that I'm only one man And we ain't no different You just like me Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Where I come from made me beast Graduated from the struggle and I made it out the streets Liberated my mind now it's time I teach Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Here to save everybody I can But you gotta understand that I'm only one man And we ain't no different You just like me Come ride through the city where I come from Where them young niggas riding round with them drums They ain't playing no games and they going on Till the feeling when they kill and they so young Everybody where I'm from ride with a Glock You better keep it if you slip then you gettin' shot Watch the murder rate rise while the bodies drop Whole hood seen it happen we don't talk to the cops Sick of funerals and going to these wakes Killing off each other while they laugh in our face Judge gave fifty years for a dope case While he watch the momma cry tears roll down her face Told him that he innocent the judge don't believe 'em Put 'em on trial then she threw away his freedom No money for a lawyer And he a felon look the judge in the eye And I told that bitch he ain't tellin' Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Where I come from made me beast Graduated from the struggle and I made it out the streets Liberated my mind now it's time I teach Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Here to save everybody I can But you gotta understand that I'm only one man And we ain't no different Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Where I come from made me beast Graduated from the struggle and I made it out the streets Liberated my mind now it's time I teach Life ain't promised to a nigga where I come from Here to save everybody I can But you gotta understand that I'm only one man And we ain't no different yeah you just like me Ight my nigga I appreciate this shit We gon' push up out this motherfucker though bro Imma get with you Shit hell yeah nigga keep ya head up though I heard what happened to your brother though Yeah that shit was fucked up man but you know life ain't promised where we from my nigga Shit yeah free Tune nigga stay yellin' that shit Sick of putting work in the plastic Off-white work Michael Jackson Sick and tired of running ducking dodging these cases Down to kill a nigga when it comes to big faces Going in a fuck nigga mouth no braces White girl cocaine crazy Let her snort lines till' her body start shaking Feelin like a raver in the eighties Can't get money these fuck niggas talking If a nigga cross em' my shooters gone off em' Living like kings maneuver like bosses Want everythang we ain't takin' no losses Light turn green better hope you ready Selling break-down my nigga that's petty Straight drop dope make the fiends go crazy Stealin' from they family abandon they babies First of the month fuck you pay me Gotta get money I just had babies Gotta get money 'cause the fuckin' rent due Aim at ya' head nigga won't miss you Ridin' in the rental hand on my tool Paranoia like a bitch still doing what I do I don't really want to but I feel like I gotta Main bitch be holdin' me down she a rider Don't need scales for the work I'm an eyer Straight from the mudhouse built this empire Couldn't keep a job shit I always got fired Turn to the streets then a nigga got hired Servin' all this work got my name on fire If your bitch made it somebody gone try her Make a couple mill maybe then I'll retire Smoke ten blunts won't get no higher bitch Sick of putting weed in the bag smokin' cigarettes till my mouth taste ashy Can't see me fuck nigga need glasses Thirty rounds in the Glock this plastic Tryna' make my last twenty stretch like elastic Hood hot and the police harrasin' Threw me on the ground and they talk to me nasty Holes in my shoes and my blue jeans ashy Can't get a bitch Imma live with Ashley She in love with money so the situation tragic I'm a broke nigga so we always clashin' Dropped outta school shit I was barely passin' Used to be an underdog now I'm like a captain Grew up in the streets yeah I never had a daddy Payed a couple bills tryna' make momma happy But she say money never bring satisfaction How the fuck you know We ain't ever had it Flyin' on my rug and I'm feelin' like Aladdin Smokin' this kush making me lag Heart start beatin' heart start collapsin' Baby on the way bout to be a pappy Gotta leave the trap and make this rap happen Ain't gotta job she always askin' Shit I'm tryna' make lil baby girl happy But she ain't happy nigga but I'm happy with her Work hard tryin' not to be a savage nigga Sick of livin' my life like an average nigga Spendin' money really hard tryna stack it nigga Sick of puttin this work in the baggin' nigga Play with my money imma smash it nigga Chasing this cash got me so tired Smoke ten blunts won't get no higher Every morning I wake up I look to the skies above and thank God for another day Every night before I go to sleep I look up to the stars and I pray It don't matter if you a scared nigga A real nigga or the mother of a dead nigga You still look to the sky when you pray Birds chirpin' druggers lurkin' tryin' to find they crack rock I'm in the kitchen helping my little niece pack up her lunch box Still do or die 'round these parts so my gun cocked Never know who might approach while standin' at her bus stop Kiss her on the forehead tell her make her uncle proud Right after I hurt a nigga I fire up my blunt of loud Now it's time I hit the block take my chances sellin' rock I'm already fire hot just had a runnin' with the cops yo Staring off into the sky smoking kush until I'm high Watching my life pass me by I'm still tryna' figure why My mama serving fast food she work until her body tired Do it all tomorrow got too much pride to borrow I'm selling drugs to my fam with no remorse or sorrow Just tryin' to buy some time 'cause we ain't promised tomorrow My cousin's car got repoed 'cause he ain't pay his condo I'm knee-deep in the dope game getting money in my cargoes Reminiscent 'bout them days Holding hands with my mama walking on that playground Now I'm caught up in that drama Just a statistic upliftin' niggas spirits I was born with the gift to paint these pictures with my lyrics I've been diagnosed the sickest With none of y'all permission I used to get beat with switches Now we beat niggas pretendin' I'm gone off that gremlin and arms reaching my semi Paranoid schizophrenic Pray to Lord ya'll forgive me Shit I'm just a lost bird flying on the wrong path My nigga with them chickens make them jump back a whole half Feedin' pigeons with my niece I'm tryin' to help her with her math birds of a feather flock together I'm so fucking glad I turned out the way I did without the help of my dad Now I'm all alone blowing strong in my bachelor's pad Penthouse on the top floor I can't see shit but these birds They told me that I could fly now my body on the curb Word Every night I hit my knees I just pray that god turns me into a bird I fly away Know that Lord forgive me 'cause the way I'm living They say what goes around comes around I'm gonna get what's coming to me Guess I'll be strapped up till they lay me down And I done did too much to say I never go to church and barely pray Lately I've been going through some things Hell what the fuck I'm supposed to say 'Cause I just had two baby boys I'm always calling their mama's out their name When I get caught in my emotions Lord I swear I'm tryna make a change Ain't wrote my brother Tune in the month But I'm always texting with these hoes Feel bad whenever he call my phone He had a court and I ain't even show And my little brother looking up to me Lord I swear I ain't no role model My uncle a fucking alcoholic Can't even eat unless he got a bottle I been stressing about that money lately It got me about to rob a fucking bank And my mama fuck with bitches now I could judge her but I really can't 'Cause the way I'm living ain't no better I said the way I'm living ain't no better I just got in beef with what's his name So now I'm riding strapped with my Beretta Laying in my bed can't get sleep Eyes wide open and I'm staring at the ceiling Ninety nine problems but I really got a million You don't know my struggle so don't tell me that you feel it Spit it from the heart I know they gonna feel it I was born real so cowards gonna feel me Watching my back 'cause I know they wanna kill me Don't go nowhere without my semi Daddy was a killer so the bloodline in me Heart of a lion even though a nigga skinny Come to my hood and you gonna see plenty Matchbox Chevys with the hubcap missin' Niggas on dope walk around all timid Dope dealer pass through the hood in a Bentley Never gave back to the hood where he from So the niggas from the block where he from gonna get it Niggas get money and they act like bitches Till they head get bust and they ass need stitches Blinded by the greed so you better pay attention Money don't make you real my nigga Better learn the value of a motherfucking dollar 'Fore them young hungry niggas break you off something proper City of the Angels where they ride with them choppers Eat shit sleep and even die with the chopper I ain't got nowhere to go my nigga Got beat down to the floor my nigga Hurt so bad and it show my nigga They kept saying that I wouldn't be shit 'Cause I grew up so poor my nigga Well I'mma tell y'all like my nigga tell me Water seeds long enough and they'll grow my nigga Laying in my bed can't get sleep Eyes wide open and I'm staring at the ceiling Never go to church and my momma's feelings hurt Praying at night 'cause she know that I'm sinning Best coming so you know I gotta get it Money coming fast so you know that's how I'm spending I ain't got credit so the whips I'm in when I drop out work boy you know that they rented Unmarked car keep riding through the hood with the Feds in the town and they might be in it Niggas on tha westside just got bopped with a couple of 'em blocks so they might be snitching Calling my phone wanna talk about business Ain't it fucked up because I smell something fishy Everyone's fucked tryna handle my business Trigger finger itching and my eyeballs twitchin All this work in the goddamn kitchen Everytime I cook up a nigga get nauseous Peepin out my blinds because the chopper feelin cautious Runnin from the law got a nigga so exhausted That's all I know my nigga young hardhead and it shows my nigga Money be the root of all evil you gotta watch your people Sometimes you don't know them niggas But that's how it goes my nigga Got beat down to the floor my nigga Hurt so bad and it show my nigga Lick went wrong off both my niggas They kept saying that I wouldn't be shit 'Cause I grew up so poor my nigga Well I'mma tell y'all like a nigga tell me Water seeds long enough and they'll grow my nigga So many days go by Ain't enough minutes in an hour Ain't enough bullets in my chopper Smoked my last blunt of sour And it's so many days go by Ain't enough months in a year Lost my nigga this year So I thank God I'm here Three siwty-five in a year sixty minutes in an hour Chasing money and power yeah chasing money and power Chain smoking my sour serving bars of that powder Then I take a whole key rock it up to the shake jack a nigga for the plate of that sour Fuck nigga you a coward AK bullets going shower On any nigga block bitch niggas get chopped if you pussy niggas kill one of ours Lost my dog and it hurt me I didn't get tell him bye I ain't gotta tell y'all why homicide on my mind Just pray and everything going be fine Well momma I ain't even got time Too busy writing these rhymes busting down pounds of this pine and so corrupted by crime I'm just watching my days go by all my time just fly Momma stressed out 'cause the bills still coming and she lost here job oh my What the fuck we going do Yeah what the fuck we going do I was only sixteen had hoops dreams said fuck and I dropped out of school Got my pack and I loaded my tool selling dope what I do I ain't telling y'all that's cool I ain't telling y'all that's cool 'Cause if I knew what I knew right now back then would've stayed my ass in school Momma need help paying rent and my lil' bro need new shoes And my ex-girl cut me loose yeah my ex-girl cut me loose Judge giving niggas like twenty-five years that's a nigga lynching with no noose I guess life's a catch twenty-two sell dope and you lose Come walk a mile in my shoes see all the bullshit I go through It's called gentrification It's what happens when the property value of a certain area is brought down Huh You listening To bring the property value down They can buy the land at a lower price Then they move all the people out Raise the property value And sell it at a profit I'm just a boy from the hood I feel like Furious Styles Gentrification in our ghetto this nation is ours We built this shit Yeah we built this shit Losing our ghetto but we don't even know it Only use the curb for the liquor we pawn Nigga got shot now it's time to mourn Is what it is baby life move on Gotta love struggle 'cause it made me strong Whole Foods in the hood now the rent got raised But I'm still living off minimum wage Nigga can't even afford to stay Next thing you know they gon' own the block Shit too high for the mom and pop Stores we was raised on the block Now we gotta make way for a coffee shop Can't take shit so they buy the land Living next door to the fireman And a couple with a dog but they don't even speak Walking round acting like they better than me 'Cause they make six figures with a college degree I grew up around Hades and apartments to me Steady jacking up the price but you gotta be cheap Motherfuckers ain't fooling me I love my skin and I love my soul We was all slaves that's the lie they told We started out kings with diamonds and gold But they took our shit baby ain't that cold Where we gon' live if it ain't the hood Can't move up 'cause a nigga poor Still in a recession and the jobs is low Only other option is slang some blow Three strike rule better think again Kicking us out and they moving in Pushing us all to the side of the city Full of liquor stores and the water's shitty School fucked up they don't teach the kids Bout who they is or what we did Alien ain't build them pyramids We the ones started the beauty supply People bought it out now prices are high Everything around me gentrified Better wake up nigga open your eyes Go and get high then you eat Popeyes But there ain't enough time to lay on our side Cross they fingers 'cause they hope we die Must've forgot we was born to survive Only in the hood when you need a vote Or fucking our women in exchange for dope Same old shit it ain't changing though Feeling like God my only hope We are African and we happen to be in America We're not American no we are a people who formerly were African who were kidnapped and brought to America We didn't land on Plymouth Rock no the rock was landed on us If'it ain't right then it ain't right And I've been chasing this money so long That a nigga ain't had no sleep Residue on the scale from the powder AK by the dope for the beef And I've been chasing this money so long Been a week since a nigga been home And I'm cutting fish scale with the fish Soon as they won't call me then it's gone Real street nigga thirty five for a brick Sell it for the forty one made a flip for the 6 Moving all night breaking down shit I be coming through the check with my down ass bitch Crib in LA nigga so is my gun If the feds come for me then I'm going on a run Told mama 'bout the stash for the bills and the bonds Told my baby mamas take care of my sons Credits better give me I ain't turnin their shit Taught em how to straight scale but it's really re-rock Fuck around get pumped like a pair of Reeboks Niggas out here weighin why so I'm shuttin down shop E'ery know I'm makin bop so I'm clutchin my Glock Mama said I need to quit but I ain't gon' stop It's in my blood and I got it from my pops Yeah I got it from my pops Break it down flip it Nigga wanna cook then he gotta come get it Catch another work tryna see more digits Marathonin' through the check call em rubber band benny's I don't fuck with the codeine or the molly I be on point 'cause them other niggas sloppy Ten four fuck nigga roger that and copy Got my head on the swivel And my finger on the trigger of the motherfuckin' shotty And I've been chasing this money so long That a nigga ain't had no sleep Residue on the scale from the powder AK by the dope for the beef And I've been chasing this money so long Been a week since a nigga been home And I'm cutting fish scale with the fish Soon as they won't call me then it's gone Real street nigga thirty for a pound Got a place for them hoes that ain't even touch down Sell em hold I ain't breakin nothin' down Nigga say he want five on the other side of town Try to rob me and Imma lay ya ass down Gotta thumb through the check funny money goin' round Back to the hood 'cause I'm east side bound Got a chopper and a trap and it hold a hundred rounds Notha' nigga play me how the fuck that sound I be thuggin like illegal breaker where my people Stand squad up in the regal for the workin' desert eagle Nigga say he want beef but I ain't no vegan Wolves in my hood when they hungry Imma feed em Fuck these niggas I don't trust em I don't need em I don't love these hoes I pack em I don't eat em Bitch can't get shit from me with my peter In the kitchen with the fish where I'm clutchin' my heater Fam by my seater but nigga then I beat'er And she do what I tell her 'cause she know that I don't need'er Got a crib in New-York with a pus and the reefer Got my bands off I ain't gotta pull em out And I don't rob reals 'cause they make me stand out Broke ass niggas always callin' for a handout Come with that fuckery and it'll be a man down And I've been chasing this money so long That a nigga ain't had no sleep Residue on the scale from the powder AK by the dope for the beef And I've been chasing this money so long Been a week since a nigga been home And I'm cutting fish scale with the fish Soon as they won't call me then it's gone Three o'clock in the morning leaving the club horny Callin' any broad I think woke and I'm on it Trying to maintain that shit that be hangin' with Patricia But Patricia always hatin' on me 'cause I fucked her sister Hoping I can reach Tamika 'cause she down with all of that Smack her ass pull her hair she love to get it from the back Hit me with a text sayin' that she wanna sex me Bitch fuck all that talking just get over here and neck me She started reachin' for the door like she offended by the joke Settin' her bra down on her bed and started kissing on her throat Getting closer to the pussy ready to get in this shit Pull her panties to the side and bitch is on her period Tell me you ain't serious this shit is priceless Get to sucking bitch and do it like you like it Dumbass broad is stupid but I wish I was a psychic If I'd known she was bleedin' then she wouldn't have got invited Got a nigga all excited erectin' up my private I can't get no pussy so right now I'm feelin' violent I know you trying to go and hope your pussy got some malice I'm dead-ass serious bitch I ain't smiling I ain't trying to hear this shit Acting like you ain't a dog I know you let my cousin hit Playing like you had to do it when you know you ain't shit Nympho for the sex can probably take eight dicks Scrolling through these bitches like an iPod playlist Ran across Jasmine that redbone waitress Ass like Trina with some lips like Megan Good classy broad but she still good Layin' right under her man and I really wish she could Come over and fuck me on my sofa I'm almost out of options and I'm feelin' like it's over For me to get some pussy 'cause it's almost a quarter to six and my Hand in my dick thinkin' about using my wrist Pissed about this shit I can't let it happen like this Seen a call that I missed and I hope that it's worth it Hesitate to call her back 'cause she say she a virgin But today you 'bout to learn how to bust that pussy open I ain't jokin' Heard a knock at the door thankin' God like I'm spiritual Hopin' that she wanna fuck the situation critical Gotta play my cards right and treat it like it's pivotal Plus I'm drunk as hell and I'm a horny individual Netflix on the couch chillin' in the living room Started kissing on her neck she had the nerve to tell me move She told me she just wanna chill It's six o'clock in the morning ho and you know what it is This ain't no talk-show and you ain't look like Oprah I heard her suck her teeth then she rolled the fuck over Turned the TV off on her ass hit her with the cold shoulder This story far from over and I am far from average She say she practice abstinence waitin' for the marriage Now her ass drippin' wet fiendin' for a cigarette Ask me if I had a rubber all I could think was yes Ran her tongue down my neck started suckin' on my meat Tell me before you 'bout to come so I can spit it in the sheets Hit her with the ok but you know how I do and freak Before you know it I'm bustin' jizzin' all on her teeth She punch me in the stomach she mad I guess it's time to go Walked her to the door and said peace and fell asleep What's murder to a nigga doing homicides You a bitch nigga I can see it in your eyes What's pussy to a nigga that be getting pussy Living like a G bitch I think I'm Big Tookie Bitch I'm a king no crown my nig Play games get laid down my nig I make hundreds of dollars off a zone of the loud So this thousand of dollars off a pound my nig I can hit the trap and break it down my nig Got a plug out of town on the pounds of mid So what's pussy to a nigga that be getting it I'm running from committment so I'm hitting it and quitting it Hoes on my line they be blowing me up You ain't getting shit bitch but a dick to suck Wildin' out in public I don't give no fuck I ain't down with the price so I'm sticking you up Hitting licks with my nigga then we splitting it up High as hell then I'm looking for a bitch to fuck Heard the feds got the tool now they're picking you up But real niggas stay solid no snitching with us bitch Fuck nigga hol' up Pump your motherfucking breaks with the ho stuff That's how niggas get their whole shit swole up Turn into freeze pops when they see me roll up I'm out the window with a choppa they're ain't no love With my thugs and they mouth full of gold slugs And they strapped up everybody got guns Acting like a bitch and we'll treat you like one Running trains on these hoes just for the fun I'm the realest and these other rappers bubblegum I ain't finna turn rasta fuck bumping gums These are niggas they ain't fighting shit they busting guns And they won't stop shooting til the job done My lil' a partner caught a body now he on the run Looking at thirty years and he only twenty Rest in peace Big Tookie and my nigga Timmy I be leaning like a bitch when that mud in me That extendo on that pistol nigga don't tempt me Thirty-three inside the forty milimeters boy that's Scottie Pippen That's for any nigga thinking about fucking with me Got yo bitch at the crib and she fucking with me Got my niggas on a mission to come serve ya Can't sleep nigga dreaming about murder Here's the distinction between animalism and humanity An animal like a goat has no sense of his impending death Although his brother goat is being slaughtered The goat is being lured by the green grass offered to him He stands peacefully waiting to be slaughtered himself On the other hand A man see his fellow man being slaughtered or killed by an enemy He has no choice but to fight to save his brother's life or fight to save his own Clocking in clocking out another day another dollar You can't even pump your gas without some niggas trying to holla I just want you to know I noticed It's 5 in the morning and you ain't had no sleep 'Cause your youngest baby teething just 1 of your lil 3 Your baby dad is a statistic another dead beat Shit my daddy was the same so my Moma raised me But she still found a way to overcome a break free Working job after job 1 or 2 or maybe 3 To put food on the table making due with ends meet So I know about that pain that you feeling and it's deep And he beat you like he's strong but that really means he weak Now your plotting for revenge wanting to killem in his sleep But shit we all humans and ain't no body perfect No I anit making excuse but that nigga just ain't worth it This your last year of school you're about to graduate Lost some friends along the way because their heart was full of hate They mad 'cause you got that job making more than what they make Fuck them bitches you don't need them any way Family always wanting something never call to tell you hey Or to check up on your kids or care to ask about your day I just want you to know I notice You ain't alone so anytime you want to talk don't hesitate just hit my phone You threw on some yoga pants that compliment your figure just to run and grab some milk you weren't worried about no nigga But they always try and holler but never step correct Making comments bout your ass showing blatin disrespect But you always keep it real and put them niggas back in check They break their necks whenever they see ya damn near causing wrecks And that's when you're in you're scrubs they ain't even seen you when you dressed Got them kids wit no stretch marks damn girl you blessed Making moves on you own you ain't worried you ain't stressed Plus you never hit the club 'cause you know it's full of mess Trying to hold it in the road and let god do the rest Niggas throwing money at you but you ain't even impressed You clocking in clocking out another day another dollar You can't even pump your gas without some niggas trying to holla I just want you to know I noticed you ain't alone So any time you wanna talk don't hesitate just hit my phone Ridin with that nine on me 'Cause all my niggas dying on me Federalies spyin on me You live by the gun Nigga you die by the gun nigga I don't let nobody tell me who I can be round Ever since I came up everybody want be round Fuck Uncle Sam Im gon be all I can be now Thinkin you can fuck with me Must be stupid thats senile You got all that power Time to practice what you preach now Living life by lines I got everything in reach now Fuck her till this morning Then I gotta tell her peace out 'Cause I'm on a mission Gotta liberate the street now World gettin colder Everybody packin heat now If you ain't my tribe My nigga you cannot be round I been on a mission Nigga hit it now I got it My niggas rob a capitol one Whats in your wallet Them pirates be on watchin They waitin on your deposit Ain't nobody stoppin me Nigga I got that knowledge Feelin like I'm Hughy P. rest in piece Marcus Garvey If ever I offended you my nigga I am not sorry Ridin with that nine on me 'cause all my niggas dying on me Federalies spyin on me You live by the gun Nigga you die by the gun nigga you better know this Wanna know respect Your pistols no matter the situation Pull that draco from out the cut Police killin us for no reason and they do it daily Better get your ladies some pistols And get to prayin Muscle imma run this money If you think im playing Fuck donald trump he's the modern day ronald reagan Word to the wise take heed to what I'm saying Chem trails over the hood I see em sprayin Money is they god I see the look on their faces Racist fuckin devils Their power come from their waist Pulled you for speedin Now its pistol in your face Better start packin my nigga and play it safe Poison in the food but we eatin it anyway Look at all the cancer people dying every day Wanna shut me up but I got too much to say Better let me in the game Somebody made a mistake This is fate nigga Ridin with that nine on me 'Cause all my niggas dying on me Federalies spyin on me You live by the gun Nigga you die by the gun nigga Better know this I dont think imma die from spittin on a piece of ice I dont think imma die because i got a bad heart I dont think imma die because of lung cancer I believe that I'm going to be able to die For different things that i was born for I believe that i will be able to die high off the people Welcome to the mind of a Gemini Where the duality is real From moment to moment I can change how I feel Come into my mind come into my universe They say money change niggas I don't know if that's true I ain't got much but they think I do Yeen my tribe I don't know about you Mind of a Gemini no low IQ If a nigga owe me better pay up Smooth operator with the lay up Girl I ain't got time to lay up T-shirt stained from the make-up Liberate your mind if you really wanna wake up 5 times a day say a prayer Nigga meditating like I'm in the Himalayas Yeen got a plan then you planning to fail Sending love to my brother doing time in the jail Hard being black white man give us hell Hard getting rich when the hood still poor Love turn into envy friends turn into foes Don't ask me why that's just how it go Mind your business keep your mouth closed Been had keys unlock them doors Game so cold talk a bitch up out her clothes And my mind so high that it can't come down If they didn't know then well I bet they know now Pull up a chair everybody gather round Mind of a Gemini set the world on fire Hard being two people at the same damn time Cracked that code and unlocked my mind Gotta get on my grind baby it's my time Money can buy a lot of things but it can't buy time I ain't feeling your vibe yeen my tribe I don't like rappers I done already tried I ain't here to make friends something I don't really hide Reparations overdue now I want my pie Mind of a Gemini I ain't feeling your vibe yeen my tribe I don't like rappers I done already tried I be with the same old clique same old bitch Niggas getting knocked for the same old brick I be riding strapped with the same four fifth Niggas out here killing for the same old shit Same old hood same dope fiend Same old feds do the same old sting I be in the trap with the pounds of the green Just another lost nigga with the same old dream Buy you a celly Who gon' take the charge now everybody fellas Quarter brick of white nigga come and bust your melon Flush the work down the toilet in the trap then we bailing on my ass I done missed another payment People with the other side shooting where they hanging Brother locked up plug got hit I been doing numbers with him and I pray he don't snitch Same old drama same baby mama In my hood shit you either sell dope or you robbing Niggas pushed pats 'cause they sick and tired of starving Bound by the bread they would serve they own mama Same old school same education Same justice system fuck the judge 'cause he's racist Jail was designed for our kind nigga face it Got the game from my uncle he a third degree mason Bitches quit the holiday boosting clothes out the mall she just want to feed the baby Never had a job so they labelled me as lazy But I made more today off a pack than what they paying And it's tax free nigga fuck is y'all saying Pistol off safety if it's up then I'm spraying Same old jay stealing food from the baby just to get another hit man that bullshit crazy And a nigga's still lost you know what I'm saying living in the dark looking for the light It's time we get our guns money all for getting Brand new day same old shit Just another hood nigga trying to get rich Everybody hurting so nigga jump in And the plug got bopped ain't nobody got shit It's a brand new day same old shit Just another hood nigga trying to get rich Everybody hurting so nigga jump in And the plug got bopped ain't nobody got shit Told me nigga they gon' feel ya 'Cause you're living proof Nigga you a rapper not a killer Boy that's what we do Pull up in them rimless Fuck that talking bitch we letting loose He told me cous' if you don't make it out Then what the fuck we do Nigga that's the word from my big cous' I ain't having that Building good relations with my maker Keep my mind on track I'm a convicted felon I ain't showing no weapons Nigga 'cause you don't see them Don't mean they're none in my presence Nigga stay Twitter-watching and talking That don't impress me Bitches nothing but killers and bosses all in my section When I get it I'm bringing that power back to my section A million dollars we standing on towers up in my section That's only love That's for my thugs That's what it is That's in my blood I promise I never change up But my surrounding gotta change up It's a brand new day same old shit Just another hood nigga trying to get rich Everybody hurting so nigga jump in And the plug got bopped ain't nobody got shit It's a brand new day same old shit Just another hood nigga trying to get rich Everybody hurting so nigga jump in And the plug got bopped ain't nobody got shit Gather round from the tallest to smallest Murdered in the hood 'cause your mind stopped evolving Gather round from the tallest to smallest Tell stories bout how mankind fallen Murdered in the hood 'cause your mind stopped evolving Searching for answers we dying too often Nigga I was born alone Imma die alone Riding in my uber strapped with these on Finger on the trigger of the fucking chrome Pussy nigga better leave me the fuck alone I done made a lot of choices that was really bad I done fucked up more money than ya ever had Lost so many niggas thinking bout that make me sad I never thought I'd live to see the day I'd be a dad Hit the mall with my sons just to blow a bag Swervin' in that five fifty with the paper tags It don't mean shit my nigga I don't ever brag Half them hoes that they love I already had He see my picture on her phone now her nigga mad Come and try me bout a bitch I bet I beat ya ass But I made my bed I gotta lay in it God blessed me with this gift I can't play with it All these crabs in the bucket wanna pull me down Keep it real nigga that's why I don't come around She ain't want me back then but she want me now 'Cause she think I got them mills in my bank account But I'm still on my grind baby I ain't rich All you gold diggin' hoes out here ain't shit Niggas didn't know me then say they know me now To keep it real nigga that's why I don't come around Murdered in the hood 'cause your mind stopped evolving Gather round from the tallest to smallest Murdered in the hood 'cause your mind stopped evolving Just in case the world end I'mma tell y'all like a nigga told me If I gotta die first I'mma go out like a g Roll up blunts of that dro Bullet proof under my clothes Clutching my Smith Wesson close Told mama that I love her but we all gon' go Walking with my head hung low Wishing all my niggas wasn't dead no more Reminiscing about days when we hustled for the dough Drug money in my hands made my heart go cold Always bending down guess I ain't know Never had shit always wanted more Nigga told me can't take it when you go Watch your enemies and you better keep them close Going bout a hundred on a dead end road 'Til the pearly gates seen God at the door Fuckin' with the devil I done sold my soul Feeling bad 'cause I cheated on my girl wit' them hoes Baby girl I love ya don't want you to go Doing what I can but a nigga still broke Stay by my side she ain't with me for the dough Thinking about suicide with my brains on the floor Never had a daddy it was just big bro If it's all over I just want him to know I ain't give up on rap wouldn't stop 'til I blow But the world about to end and it coming for my soul And I don't wanna go Just in case the world end I'mma tell y'all like a nigga told me If I gotta die first I'mma go out like a g Lord if you coming give a nigga a sign Lord killer trying to ease my mind Never went to church occupied with crime Stay down in the trap busting down those dimes Took my charge 'cause the pack was mine Dropped in a cell counting down the time Dropped outta school told mama all the time I'mma go get saved but I'm always lying Trying to live right in a world that's wrong Just a nigga with a heart broke song Can't get sleep been up bout a week Popped so many pills that my heart skipping beats Waiting on the end still selling my kit Trying to stack money for a brand new benz Looking for a lick 'cause a nigga need ends Trying to find my dogs but they blowing in the wind Caught up on the strip or they locked in the bid So I'm praying hoping that they get heard Wishing they was free like some motherfucking birds And I'm still in the hood where they killing over words You niggas got nerve killing over money hit the mall and splurge Worried bout the end I can feel something Seen them angels coming and the five all running Just in case the world end I'mma tell y'all like a nigga told me If I gotta die first I'mma go out like a g Look I ain't shit I ain't never gonna be shit And you less of a man than me So as soon as I decide that you ain't gon' be shit so be it They said I wouldn't be shit Now I'm the shit nigga check this out Pull off with your bitch like skrrt Then skeet off in that bitch mouth What goes around comes around Be cautious what you dish out Used to have that work back in the day But I'm legit now Pull off with another nigga women like it's nothin' Fightin' with temptations nigga I am David Ruffin Up it I'ma buss it you can trust that I ain't bluffin' Firecracker temper I be snappin' over nothin' Make a call to boss said he gone kill you 'cause he love me Grew up rough and rugged I am no stranger to rugby Bitches used to diss me now they tell me that they love me I ain't let her fuck me now she begging me to suck it I'm two different people right now I don't give a fuck Don't really do convo if we talkin' we gone fuck so wassup Handcuffing women never been my get down Treated me like shit but now they can't 'cause I'm the shit now Used to have that work back in the day Hate when the familiar faces act as if they know me I don't fuck with new niggas lil' homie I be lowkey They said I wouldn't be shit Now I'm the shit nigga check this out Pull off with your bitch like skrrt Then skeet off in that bitch mouth What goes around comes around Be cautious what you dish out Used to have that work back in the day But I'm legit now I got a brother in the grave friends in the pen Made more enemies than I made friends My best friend turned into my kin Time when they worried about when I'm in I love god but I really love sin Sin to the city show titty and the kitty Halfway genius but halfway crazy Halfway sober halfway wavy Not that matched my ex left my heart detached Mother left at sixteen uncle on crack My life not intact servin sack With a fuck nigga that I used to live with Come to find out he get beat by bitches but let me end it Rewind it to a time where I would find myself Self employ I signed myself Mind of a Gemini rose so high Aquarius vibe to the life I lie in Got into a sight it's that these niggas ain't friends Just associates affiliate Building a plan like Ferb and Phineas Superficial supernatural prayed to God that's my Allah Only face the pain in time they told me that it's in Shalah This the point at life you couldn't try me like no bitch now Said I wasn't shit now look at me girl I'm the shit now They said I wouldn't be shit Now I'm the shit nigga check this out Pull off with your bitch like skrrt Then skeet off in that bitch mouth What goes around comes around Be cautious what you dish out Used to have that work back in the day But I'm legit now I wish that I could turn back the hands of time Tomorrow only knows what the future holds Thanksgiving with the fam in my grannies crib I'm on the floor while my pop watch the Superbowl And my auntie same And my uncle's dad start crackin' jokes on my cousin for them tight ass pants That was nineteen ninety-six I'm in late nineties Thinkin' bout them old days 'cause I miss that shit Now my fam fell apart now there's no more dinners Used to be thick as thieves now we thin as models Trading rubbers in for guns And then use 'em for bottles ''Cause I got my own kids and I'm back in tradition I ain't into holidays so it ain't no Christmas Things ain't the same I done lost my spirit Birthdays come around and I can't even feel it Was it a dream or was it a lie Say a prayer bow my head and wait for God's reply Oh my god I see you clearly now In my dreams you're here with me somehow And I wish I had wings swear to God I'd fly Better talk to my aunt 'cause shes always high But who am I to judge 'cause I used to smoke But she fightin breast cancer man it ain't no joke And they killed Lil Reya and he got them babies Now their mommas all alone who gone help them raise 'em Reminiscing 'bout them days when I played my Sega Sonic The Hedgehog with the multiple players And I had the fresh fade with the part in the middle Rockin' LA Gears couldn't afford them J's Stealin' from Sou Lee who had the candy truck But Sou left feet man they stank like fuck Playin tag in the street outside the woods Fist fightin' over bikes that we stole from the hood Turn back the hands of time man I wish I could Was it a dream or was it a lie Say a prayer bow my head and wait on God's reply Call my name and I will make a sound I'm in love with someone out of town They said I wouldn't be shit Guess what I made it Daddy said he'd be back Still feel like I'm waitin' Momma beat us all the time she ain't got no patience Just somethin' to think about before you hit your babies And she prayed for better days and it drove her crazy But I gotta give it to her tried her best to raise me Spark it hit her down She was only a baby who never had a childhood and I knowin' this crazy I'ma buy you a resturant when I make my millions Shed tears writin' this and I know you can feel me I ain't never tell momma I was touched by Phelix And I ain't never gotta say it 'cause I know I'm the realest Had a fallin out with Sosa I just want him to listen But come to think about it really wasn't that serious Dedicate this to Zenad because I love her so dearly Was it a dream or was it a lie Say a prayer bow my head and wait on God's reply With your feet in the air and your head in the ground Try this trick spinning Yeah Lost my mind at the voting poll Police on my totem pole Hoes is too and they know I'm broke But my dick is dope and my flow is dope Running game on her mental Never fuck with her on her menstrual Game sharp as a No. 2 pencil Drawing on fuck niggas no stencil Red beam on you no pimple Let me calm my nerves down Codeine slowing my words down I'm swerving on the curb now Smoked away my memory And all my evil tendencies I ain't seen my mind in so damn long Won't be me I hope it remembers me Lost my mind on a mission Dope boy still in the kitchen Or the trap with that Pyrex vision Cooking dope trynna get me a Bentley but My grandma sick need a kidney One thing one my mind gotta get it Y'all niggas rap about it I live it Y'all niggas never seen it I did it ugh Lost my mind I'm the sickest Nigga I don't need no witness Y'all bitch niggas be the ones that witness On the stand pointing out who did it ugh I'll fuck your bitch when the case spit My mind gone but I'm focused Lost my mind in a fucking Bible Feeling like God when I hold my rifle Killing off life 'cause they just recycle Fuck you who you I ain't like you Balled up fist and I wanna fight you Take my life shit I know you'd like to My mind is a weapon and I just might shoot So y'all better duck down Anybody seen my memory Laying next to John Kennedy Or Kurt Cobain what a goddamn shame Sometimes I feel like ending me but Is it really worth it Shit 'Cause I'm still searching For my brain or a better purpose 'Cause right now I feel worthless then Karma brung pain I deserved it My inner thoughts got deserted That lack of faith was my burden It taught me to be more assertive I got me a pack start serving Then got me a gun for the murder My evil thoughts go unheard of ugh Master mind of my craft nigga You think you get half nigga You must be high as fuck and out of your mind I'mma just laugh nigga Free Tune That's my bro Yo I'm the fucking coldest In the hood trying to make it out So what the fuck they mad about Rappers in my city don't want me to make a route Jackers gon' jack so I'm prepared to take 'em out Baby's on the way and I ain't got a dime Just a choppa to my name and these books of rhymes All alone in a room with this crooked mind Watching rappers' videos knowing I can take their shine Calm tell me be patient and take my time I been struggling too long now I'm takin' mine What good is being hot if nobody notice That in a room full of rappers I'm the fucking coldest Only tells me some things I don't wanna know And I can't tells me some things I don't wanna know Mind over matter but the matter is The fact that we live with no time to give Our fam we throwing money at our kids They be starving for knowledge and I can see their ribs No ambition for college they sitting at the crib Selling drugs probably be the next getting killed On the block there's thirty more just like 'em I don't bond til those crackers come a reindict 'em Chain smoking blunts now they searching for a title That you earned in the hood 'cause you shot a rifle Guns make niggas feel tall like the Eiffel Til somebody shoot 'em down and their body stiffle Fuck a magazine you need to read a Bible Wicked preacher steal money for his own survival Or maybe I'm just taking notice That in a room full of rappers I'm the fucking coldest Light my blunt with a burning bill They say I sold my soul Well I guess it's real Fuck a Bugatti Need a hundred mill And the way I feel fuck how you feel Burn my blunt with a burning bill They say I sold my soul Well I guess it's real Fuck a Bugatti need a hundred mill And the way I feel fuck how you feel Lighting my blunts with a hundred nigga You sold your soul for the money nigga You was hungry nigga They never want my nigga I feel em' on me nigga I feel em' hunt me nigga I'm so lonely nigga with this chrome my nigga Got the choppa And I'm finna act a donkey nigga Get cold cased whole clique get erased When it come to the money Boy I'm out for the case So give me my slice before I take your half On the road to riches but I had to take a cab Trying to drink away the pain and forgot to pay the tab And I'm getting pulled down and a bucket full of crabs Niggas heard that I got sesame Can't shit live if I don't let it breathe Dumping shots out the forty in their neck till it bleed Marksman and killers right next to me Bow Down and pay some respect to me Rest in peace in jeeps in peace Marksman and killers right next to me Bitch Bow Down and pay some respect to me No test in me Bitches rest in peace Pull up in jeeps Boy I know where you be You a money machine you a ATM In other words nigga you a walking lick Bitches on my dick It's money over a bitch Until the day that I'm rich And nigga don't forget If I ever go broke I'm gone hit me a lick Nigga take from the poor and they give to the rich Man fuck that shit going out for this When cop my gun I'll never bitch Wreck my Bugatti left that bitch in a ditch Now I'm riding around strap in my Honda looking sick Smoking bills of hundred bills Ink burning my wrist Symbolizing pain that a nigga went through If I didn't rap to you I'll be lying about this Crispy hundred bills cutting my wrist And the dirty money came off flipping them bricks It's all blood money Trace it back to my people The almighty dollar makes us feel unequal People killing people I done seen so much evil If you get caught slipping You won't live to see the sequel And I'm breaking down bricks Trying to build something Fell out with the plug and he still front me I got shooters riding with me they gon kill something Blow your head off if you steal from me And I'm breaking down pounds trying to build something Mail man late but he's still coming I got shooters riding with me they gon kill for me Blow your head off if you steal something Man that nigga riding with you he ain't solid Keep the Smith Wesson on me like a wallet Had to leave the drop 'cause I know the feds watching Pitch a nigga work like a quarterback option Came from the gutter going back is not an option I'll be god damned if I let a nigga stop me Bad bitch with me eating sushi drinking saki Get her to the crib she gon suck me all sloppy Niggas catching a case disturbing everybody I got shooters on go they ready to catch a body Jays in the kitchen I'm cooking up like hibachi Trapping in my forces nigga I don't wear designer Cameras all around us 'cause I don't trust a soul How the fuck you solid nigga when you done told Nine times out of ten it's on somebody you know Game done changed niggas breaking the code I buy a pound break it down I'm trying to build something Lay it down play around I'm gon kill something I done run up from the plug and he steal from me Had to share some love split the drugs with my lil brother Aye I'm a wolf but I dress up like a sheep On a mission I ain't slept in about a week If you want a million dollars you can't stress about a freak Pray to god to protect me from the devil in my sleep Amen My momma told me that I need to get some rest I told her ain't no time for sleeping I'm the best Everybody watching trying to peep what's coming next Pussy niggas plotting I'm gonna leave that pussy wet Aye fuck a rat run and tell that And you can tell that pussy nigga that I said that You folded 'cause you weak nigga you can't take it back I wrote this song for street niggas go play it back There's a whole lotta hoes and a whole lotta niggas Clint Eastwood with the fight is gorilla Turn the warfare to a cold-blooded killer Take a load off my mind with the paraphernalia You not familiar might end up dismembered My heart equals the last day of December Got an ice box where my heart used to be Whats so bad about ya really never was for ya In the first place you got me in the worst place Wanna get you at a slow pace he turned into a coke case Toe-ticking with no fix procaine Clutching the stick at the niggas who balding November out of lease having you falling Death that you caused is outta here Outta this atmosphere the captains here Twenty-three to your front like a Cavalier Mixed with Jim Carry got a mask the tears Like Paul Revere gotta warn you all sweet like alcohol Mushrooms is my adderall Rest in piece to all locked dogs These niggas dont understand how we do Yall niggas dont understand how we do But you do when the gun is aimed at you Yall niggas dont understand how we do Nothing so blue as a heart in pain Nothing so sad as a tear in vain Realest shit I ever wrote nigga And I got so much pain in my soul I'm drowning all my problems with this liquor the devil keep coming back to me I can't tell them no My friends turn foe got to watch these niggas 'cause they hoes Nights mama cried All of them shoots outside with them niggas got kid I could've died But he can't be alive And I still wonder why staring down the barrel of my forty-five What's life to a nigga that don't want to live What's to be in need to a nigga that be breaking into cribs Ever been so fucking hungry you can see your ribs Hit a lick for your nigga to help him pay his bills Nah I don't think you've ever been through it Wanted to kill him but you couldn't 'cause you were kin to him Wouldn't kill if somebody put an end to him Beat him down do him like grown men do him Nigga I'm just spitting facts Fucking 'round these bitches hoping they don't get a tax Born with a heart but I had to give it back Ain't no love on these streets learned that selling crack nigga 'Cause my mama was a thief And my daddy was the king Using bitches and putting them on his team He never had much but managed to stay clean Guess that's why I love shoes and designer denim jeans I'm a fucking monster something to deal with But a problem nonetheless I'm spitting that real shit Nigga we the generation that's taking over the world Got no love for these bitches Gave it all to my girl Let the world drink a liquor taking shots 'til I hurl They gave my brother a bond you know we gotta get them I'm actively seeking paper so dope become a victim I told Jill stay in school Idol time is the devil my nigga don't be a fool Guess that's why I'm serving packs and riding 'round with my 2 And I got so much pain in my soul I'm drowning all my problems with this liquor the devil keep coming back to me My friends turn foe got to watch these niggas 'cause they hoes All them shootouts outside when them niggas got killed I could've died but he kept me alive And I still wonder why staring down the barrel of my Smith Wesson What's pain to a nigga that be numb to it What's a pack to a trapper that just run through it My nigga ain't nothing to it I grew up without my daddy I can't put my sons through it But my problems still pouring in Fucking different bitches in every city I'm touring in I thought I never had fans 'Cause I come from the city with choppers like Iran I remembered being bullied by Jordan and I ran To my big bro Rio made me fight him like a man I was scared but I really had them hands Jumped out the porch on Citrus sold grams Made my first forty ain't look back since I was in it head first nigga couldn't tell me shit Dropped out of school to chase dead presidents Public housing fist fighting smoking blunts till I'm bent And that was back when Dominique had that neon And Brian creak apartments while my brother shotted Kian Heard them gunshots tires screeching up the block Ambulance and the police the violence never stop nigga So what's problems to a nigga that be having problems And what's beef to a nigga that live with his chopper All alone he never had no fucking mama So all he know is pain murder and the fucking drama I'm always getting home when the sun up I be at the spot where it's going down From the East coast to California I be with them niggas they say run your town Look who made it out the gutter still stacking and living Niggas hungry so they looking for a lick with they biscuit In the park with my sons feeding ducks and fishes Stay down through my struggle 'cause I came on a mission With a pad and a pen takin' notes while I listen Politicin' bout some business 'cause I'm fresh out of prison Niggas who can't mind they business wind up floating with fishes Up in Vegas with my niggas playing poker with wifey Top floor Trump tower give a fuck if you like it Turning up on all my haters now I feel like mighty chee Ego still intact baby please don't lie to me And I don't wanna hear it you can say your apology She poured a cup of tea and came and laid on the side of me Soul levitated felt things inside of me Front row seat to the game inside of me All of my niggas tribe ain't no lames on side of me Went from runnin' from the cops now I'm runnin' a business Taking laps in my pool with some beautiful women Placing bets on myself 'cause I know Imma win it Hit the mall with my son just to fuck up some digits No regard for the money 'cause I get it with interest Never in the booty club trickin' bread on the pigeons Got the feds on my trail and it's getting relentless Watching everything I see I liberated my vision Barely schools in my city nigga that's how we living Up in Harlem with the nation kicking knowledge on Lenox Teaching brothers how to love with no type of condition Never trust the government or crooked ass politicians Looking back on where I came from mama I did it Switching lanes me and Joe up in that BMW Politicin' with them niggas they say runnin' the city My bank account looking so juicy now I'm feeling like Biggie My nigga I don't do push-ups just pick-ups and drop-offs With a bad bitch getting topped off you try me and get knocked off For a whole brick of that white soft get outlined in that white chalk Two bowls of loud for the Randy Moss my niggas shoot they don't never talk Jays run up to the car when I pull up nigga Fuck naw ain't no hook up nigga AK got your block shook up nigga Yo' bitch on my meat she gave me her door key Only known me for one week now that's where my work be Full of bad bitches y'all niggas and G's My enemies be on my dick they look like groupies to me My bad that's your girlfriend then why she leaving with me We ain't dated a week but still she gave me a key I seen your homeboy picture man a gram of the three I told him count them bands up I gotta sell me a key And even though you see me MTV Jam of the Week I got the stupid and rich game a nigga ever done seen I got the kangaroo money bout to jump off my jeans I call a hundred thousand dollars I was just in my timbs NBA money nigga this just one of my rings You say your nigga gettin' money that ain't no money to me Hopped up out the coffin gold fangs like I'm Blackula Poked my bitch in the back and told her work the spatula Then I took a piss I have farted I have flatulence I be fucking all these hoes I don't practice abstinence Ask your friend I'm masculine the boppers keep on hasslin' I'm Mexican on mescaline stressin' him crescent kid Pedestrians be steppin' in 'cause I don't look that threatenin' Baby-faced assassin I throw tantrums I be flashin' I get high before I get dressed does that mean that I'm high fashion Self-esteem high I be high when I be braggin' Breathin' like a dragon beat him leave him where he standin' Sniff that white Susan Sarandon or that young Dakota Fanning I been guappin' off this coca so I'm choppin' up this yola I'm a rocker and a roller there'll be problems when we show up We don't talk much we just blow up Everybody 'round here know us for the way we keep it P Me and Nacho P be flavin' extra wavy in the sea Your homegirls won't give it up 'cause they gon' save that shit for me To sum it up your motherfuckers is as basic as can be I don't care she with you tonight the next day she'll be with me And you really should be payin' me this game here isn't free You gon' say that shit to her why don't you say that shit to me Just know I got them good hands from all this playing this key boy Bimbo you too simple to get down with this here Forrest Gump shit run my town up in here Be cool 'cause we'll tear it down up in here Ye' ain't tribe nigga you can't come around up in here I'm a fool I ain't fucking round up in here Too precise for defeat nigga check my technique On the street I'm known as that nigga with the verses My old lady even tribe she don't wear designer purses What you thought a nigga was a motherfucking dummy Rock destroyed Chucks and I act kind of slummy Blowing all the cheddar I ain't saving up the money On the cash like a bumblebee fly to the honey Get a clue my nigga you don't even know the half She was 'posed to be my equal but ain't even know the math Get the picture or nigga do you need a bigger graph Stole the concept running through these tracks like a contest Riding with my thug Everything love everything love everything love Married to the plug Money just because Gotta thank the man above 'cause What happened huh Don't nobody know nothing C'mon now everybody speak at once You mean to tell me out of all ya'll motherfuckers in here don't nobody know jack shit Don't nobody know nothing What up with this Somebody gotta know something going on See what I'm saying You fucked up big time You're incapable of running this shit If you was taken care of business If I was what If I was what Say it again what you say That's what I thought you said 'cause that's what I got right now nothing Niggas be all in your face but they want your spot I'm eating lobster meditating on the yacht Ain't the type to rap about some shit that I ain't got Niggas always gassing rappers acting like they hot But let the truth be told you really not What you think you is but that ain't my biz Niggas get offended then they get in they feelings If you ain't my tribe we can't have no dealings Building and destroying tell me what you building Niggas is bitches they killing over women Let me stop the track so I can wipe my tears Tears that I shed for the ones no longer here Like Corey Avery Donkey Rel and Wheel Now I understand why Lil Shaq be popping pills Industry is fake but my life so real All my niggas getting killed that's why I'm riding with my steel I don't do favors for niggas I fucked den you payed her my nigga That shit ain't player my nigga My neighbor the mayor my nigga That mean that my paper legit That mean that my business in order You pay her I pay her no mind I can't be wasting my time 'Cause I got mountains to climb Places to go And women to fuck They running from us while we running it up Got all the game and I'm soaking it up Fuckin it up boy I'm fucking it up None of you niggas is hotter than us Try to play tough and I'm busting you up Locking us up with no key to the cuff Now the media eatin it up Tried to erase us by giving us cases Threw us in court with no representation Boy I'm a soldier My solider mentality Be the reason why these people is after me Bounty on me they never gonna capture me Catch 'em slippin' they gon' wind up a casualty Round table breaking bread with the faculty Ballin' like athletes Niggas be hella jealous Writin statements they be tellin Most of my niggas convicted felons Still ridin' around with they weapon Fuck a draco got a sig on me And your bitch face Got my kids on it Send my young niggas at your wig homie If you niggas ever tell the pigs on me Fuck all these politicans That be politicking Man I stuck my dick in while the clock was ticking yeah I'm a buzzer-beater Motherfuckers always hated to see her I was the one with the power to kill but the power and will That I had was a lot for a brother to take Motherfuckers taking L's to the face I ain't got time to get high I can barely get by motherfucker What the fuck you thinkin' I'm drinking I'm drinking a lot of the water My future daughter won't be stressing 'bout shit wrapping it up Then i dive in a bitch I'm divine in this bitch Still ain't got time in this bitch Still looking fly in this bitch Don't you lie in this bitch I be the type that get live in this bitch And Then die for a bitch Motherfuckers got me fucked up Thinking I won't pop the trunk up I ain't never been a bitch boy Compromising for a bitch boy I got my shit together In this gloomy weather motherfuckers tether they emotion better grab umbrella Together we stand or fivided we fall Fuck it I ball Shout out my brother Damarious I felt like leaving the O was preposterous I was just moping around 'til I picked up the pen And I practiced my penmanship Now I be penning shit énd I be killing shit Fuck negativity I practice diligence I want a million for all my children I don't want nothing to do with you period yeah end of discussion Fuck all that talking my nig We don't do talking my nig Let's get this shit poppin my nig Niggas be hella jealous Writin statements they be tellin Most of my niggas convicted felons Still ridin' around with they weapon Fuck a draco got a sig on me In your bitch face Got my kids on this And my young niggas If you niggas ever tell the pigs on me Fuck all that talking my nig We don't do talking my nig Let's get this shit poppin my nig Niggas be hella jealous Writin statements they be tellin Most of my niggas convicted felons Still ridin around with they weapon I see death around the corner I don't go there I see envy in your eyes nigga oh yeah Pussy nigga without that pistol can't go nowhere Still get your head bust 'cause niggas don't care They hollerin' get my bread up I own the bread truck Acting like they got it and they got me fed up Every day a different bitch another set of problems Plug showed love niggas hated and they robbed him So I'm riding solo with this Smith Wesson revolver Never been the friendly type ain't got a lot of friends Death around the corner so I bulletproof the Benz Careful who I'm letting out and cautious who I'm letting in Hard trusting humans did dirty by my kin Smiling in my face but really don't want me to win Been dealing with that type of shit guess it'll never end Niggas start developing envy now the bullshit begins Who are you to tell me different bout this life I live I don't trust a soul that's why its cameras in my crib Lady did me dirty she was 'posed to be my rib Can't have no expectations guess it is what it is Know to be destructive lately I've been trying to build Like working on my G.E.D and I just bought a crib Sick of playing catch-up I done lost too many years Done with all the running now I'm facing all my fears I see death around the corner I don't go there I see envy in your eyes nigga oh yeah Pussy nigga without that pistol can't go nowhere Still get your head bust 'cause niggas don't care They ask me what the business they knowing the signs Police planting drugs on me but they know they ain't mine Thinking death around the corner so I roll with my nine Mama praying all the time she just hope that I'm fine Bout to lose my fucking mind ain't no trusting my kind Overtime on my grind got no time to unwind Everything I got is mine I just took me a trip And they killed my niggas Flip for a brick of that whip I ain't even get the work and thats what's fucking me up Roll them dices long enough and you gon' run out of luck Son mama trippin' on me I ain't made it with rap I'm just trying to stay focused can't go back to the trap Family tell me all the time keep my faith in the Lord I been praying night and day but now I'm feeling ignored Pussy niggas packing pistols but they never gon' use 'em But still gon' get they head bust that's just how real niggas do them I'm getting richer yeah Fuck what you say 'cause I'm getting richer Standing on the block all day with my Glock out Life ain't shit to a young black dropout Motherfuck a job that ain't nothing but a cop out Capsizing work but I used to play the watch out Teacher couldn't teach me and the preacher couldn't reach me My momma can't control me got too old for her to beat me Lights was never on had roaches up in my house Still selling dope even though we know the cops out Smoking in the hallway never skip class I ain't even bother to go the teacher can kiss my ass Always had ambition to be the richest in class Me and my nigga gon' get with the pistol or a bass Hard in the game Had to do some things had to do some things Fuck what you say had to do some things I'm getting richer I'm getting richer Fuck what you say Then the work start booming time start flying Peers graduating but my niggas still dying Rolling up a blunt told myself I'd be fine Boy I swear my life a movie that I wish I could rewind Niggas writing statements that ain't build to do the time But you should've thought about that shit before you did the crime Rap sheet long but I still tote my nine 'Cause I'm caught up in the game I done made up my mind Told momma not to worry 'cause she stays stressing God got my back and if he don't I got my weapon Counting up my paper while I'm counting up my blessings Doing what I got to do I take the heat of all my lessons Gotta get rich that's my first and only goal Standing in the kitchen with the baking soda in a bowl Chevy on twenty-four's with a mouth full of gold Dope dealer in his prime with the biggest bankroll Hard in the game Had to do some things had to do some things Fuck what you say I had to do some things I'm getting richer I'm getting richer Fuck what you say I'm just ridin' round with my weapon Dare a fuck nigga come test it I done sold so much dope in the hood When I look in the mirror I ain't got no reflection And I'm just ridin round with my weapon Dare a fuck nigga come test it I done did so much shit in the hood When I look in the mirror I ain't got no reflection and I'm just Still I remain the same Stay in the game create a new lane And the niggas around me feelin the same I remember bitchin when a nigga ain't even have a dollar to his name From the crown to my head to my feet I plead the blood of Jesus Yeah that's over me and my people Uh hearing and seeing no evil loaded this and choppa and bust in that bitch like it's legal When I look in the mirror I ain't got no reflection and I'm just Charlotte on my back it is on my heels Runnin from my past grippin on my steel Tryin to make it rap it ain't payin no bills Just give a nigga thirty and a tour with no appeal So I'm prayin on my knee shit real Flippin packs knowing you won't make no meal Niggas still hustle 'cause they don't know nothing different Now they runnin to them graves or they gettin locked in prison They got me wanting better nigga imma do better This shit hard when you out here with no cheddar Still tryna hustle but I'm seein I'm no clever Beefin with them pussy niggas so I'm strapped with my Beretta Nigga it's a war going on outside You don't got an army better join one Got peers that'll kill and I'm on one Swear to God Uncle Sam don't want none Put it on my hood you fuckin' with the wrong one Got a real short temper but a long gun Nigga fuck a white flag that don't mean nothing Got some cold blood killer like mean Russians Chevy full a niggas on a scene bussin' Police ask questions we ain't seen nothing Got a bullet for a snitch if he seen something Homicide or murder nigga same difference Catch him up in traffic while he lane switchin' Chopper go to choppin' leave his frame twisted Got a hundred fifty rounds and I ain't missing Nigga it's a war going on outside You ain't a gun better get one Better keep your eyes open nigga stay on it GPS a nigga crib we gon' to lay on it Catch him out at public doing something dirty Riding strapped with the .9 or the baby .40 Gotta beam on that bitch so you can't ignore it Nigga it's a war going outside with the police and the government But we all killing off each other and they loving it Shit it's kill or be killed what am I to do Got me thinking ain't no future left for the youth Young niggas don't fight all they do is shoot Got me thinking ain't no future left for the youth Young niggas don't fight all they do is shoot Eeny meeny miny moe point 'em out betcha I'll hit 'em When the chopper go to choppin' I'll flip them And nigga I don't give a fuck who with 'em Nigga it's a war going outside You ain't got a vest better get one Like germs in the air when that Mac-10 sprayed Bullets hit ya body bitch you better act dead Arms chest head face back then his legs Put the whole clip in him gon' fill him up Niggas acting like they real they ain't real as us Gunning down the police we don't give a fuck Shit it's kill or be killed and they killing us If you can't trust a government who can we trust Fist-fighting in my hood made a nigga tough Ain't no safety on the Glock nigga gon' bust Hundred rounds in the 'K I ain't gotta aim Get me close to the nigga let me do my thang Better have an umbrella when them bullet rain Killed a nigga home and now you gotta feel his pain Nigga it's a war going on outside Over territory on my side of town You ain't from 'round here don't come around If you ain't got permission they gon' lay you down Woke up and went to sleep to that chopper sound Nigga we don't fuck around with the fuck around Fuck around and we'll have ya ass ducking rounds Got the dope money buried underneath the ground Nigga it's a war going outside You ain't got a lawyer better get one Judge giving niggas life for a couple birds While police killing niggas like we ain't shit Middle finger to the law they can suck a dick Eeny meeny miny moe point 'em out betcha I'll hit 'em When the chopper go to choppin' I'll flip them And nigga I don't give a fuck who with 'em I said eeny meeny miny moe point 'em out betcha I'll hit 'em When the chopper go to choppin' I'll split them And nigga I don't give a fuck who with 'em Lately I've been praying for a blessing Money problems got a nigga stressing Paranoid so I'm riding with a weapon Trying to overcome it everybody wanna test me Told Mama I ain't going back to County Gotta keep them fuck niggas from around me Meditating everyday got me grinding Made it out the hood everybody look astounded My teacher said I'd be dead or imprisoned Can't nobody stop me my nigga I'm on a mission Working overtime bitch you know I'm committed Looking back on life it was hard but I did it Working at the mall selling shoes for commission Now we are at the mall whole Hood getting tinies I always gave back I never been stingy You ain't take care of your people now they heart full of Envy Started at the bottom with a dollar and a dream Waking up for school in the Trap with the fiends I was selling dope at the age of fifteen Just to have some extra money but it wasn't what it seemed Lost a lot of niggas they was hating on the team Niggas dead and gone know exactly what I mean We was trying to ball like Jordan and Kareem On that Wu-Tang shit we was all about the cream Just some niggas with a dream How the fuck you real when you testified Judge talking time you was terrified Can't look me in my eyes 'cause you petrified Pull up in the hood now they mesmerised Nigga saying that they real but they telling lies Swear to god my Revolution will be televised I can't work no nine-to-five I'm My Own Boss Ain't no frontin' me I'll take my own loss Hit a nigga with the work and he run off When you doing something good niggas gon talk Screaming free my brother tune and he gon walk Left the hood niggas saying that Im goin' soft They opinion never mattered I just let them talk When you doing good niggas wanna knock you off Park that Mercede on the sidewalk Distribute the work grab the cake and then I drive off They runnin' up boy you know a nigga trigger happy Paranoid schizophrenic get it from my daddy I don't trust shit but these slugs and this ratchet Imma tell you this the money ain't gon make you happy 'Cause i started at the bottom with a dollar and a dream Waking up for school in the Trap with the fiends I was selling dope at the age fifteen just to have some extra money but it Wasn't what it seemed I use to pull kick Doe's Run up in a nigga spot asking what it hit foe Took a nigga roly now my mo' fucking wrist froze Plug had them things coming in from San Francisco Fed's got the phones tap can't give you no info Now I'm laying low like a nigga doing limbo Pull up to the trap let the jays wash the benzo Swerve up beside the police roll down my window Let em see the grill I got no love for the pigs tho Every time I turn around niggas getting killed tho Now that I'm on everybody want to come for me Now a days I feel like loyalty a luxury So I cautious of the people in my company And got my eyes on the ones who say they fuck wit me Momma told me it would be Days like this dreamed about it Never thought that we'd get paid like this Because I finally came up Niggas coming round acting like they made us Used to do It free but now they gotta pay up Just some niggas from the ghetto that got rich and famous Used to pull kick Doe's Run in up in a niggas spot Asking what it hit for Run up on the plug spent the drugs For my kinfolk Pull up in the driveway You can smell the Indo Trappin by my lonely What the fuck I need a friend for Niggas say they real But they really be pretend tho Never catch me slippin All my pistols got extendos Makin fast money So you know thas how I spend tho Pockets on chubby Swervin hard with lil Tenslo With some bad bitches Eating sushi up in Inzo And I'm prayin I'd make it up out the streets Fully loaded Smith Wesson for my enemies Niggas hate me for no reason Why they envy me held tomb in the cell Momma told me it'd be days like this Never thought that we'd get paid like this Niggas coming round acting like they made us Used to do It free but now they gotta pay up Just some niggas from the ghetto that got rich and famous All eyes on me nigga shit I'm feelin' like pot They can't even picture me rollin' though ha Can you picture me rollin' Ridin' and I'm smokin' Pistol on my lap bust a nigga head open I'm precise with the aim you don't wanna provoke me All this kush in my lungs is the reason that I'm chokin' In this work I be servin' this niggas is so potent Heard the jackboys lurkin' try to rob me I'm gonna murk 'em With the Smith Wesson I'm a surgeon licking shots and then I'm swervin' Throwin' work to all my niggas they catch it like Michael Irvin And them killers gon' blitz nigga I ain't never worried I'm thuggin' it 'til I'm buried that extendo hold thirty Told mama that I got her she ain't gotta worry Smoke foggin' up my whip now my vision gettin' blurry I'm just trying to make it home 'cause the police out here lurkin' Ask me how I bought my whip bitch you know that I ain't workin' You can't even search my shit you ain't even got a warrant No pussy motherfucker just don't wanna see me swervin' If you my nigga I really mean my nigga Vow to stay the same even if we gettin' bigger The money comin' in like we got a money printer And we runnin' through them checks like a motherfuckin' sprinter I don't fuck with pussy niggas stay away from pretenders 'Cause niggas be in yo business wearin' wires with antennas It won't hold up in court like pants with no suspenders Money don't grow on trees then why the fuck I got these splinters And I'm ridin' by my lonely tryin' to remember The days when my heart wasn't cold like December Stolen car stolen rims it don't even match the vendor Whippin' dope up with the drill fans sittin' by the window And the family fuck you over guess blood gettin' thinner In a world full of losers niggas hate when you a winner So I'm ridin' and I'm smokin' pistol in my lap Just left my stash house now I'm ridin' to the trap Shady Blaze bruh and you know that I'm a schizo I'm ridin' and I'm smokin' you already know how the shit go If you niggas wanna beef we can make that shit official It'll be a two-on-one you versus me with a pistol Yes nigga I am loaded so don't do nothin' stupid Piss me off you get the heat who's the next to make me do it Wise up in these streets I ain't hangin' with nothin' stupid I ride around with my family bitch niggas are not included Deniro he got the Smith Wesson so don't make my nigga use it Destination is the money no way we ain't gettin' to it I'm-a be this way forever and what you hear is exclusive Ya bitin' my style fuck around nigga and get a tooth chipped It's real life king shit I'm a fuckin' Raider If they call this shit the rap game then I'm the top player Niggas start off with they mamas now they snitchin' to they neighbors Then they talkin' to the pigs next up's gon' be them mayors Ain't nothin' more worse than a motherfuckin' snitch Kill him and then take his bitch Tie her up and don't take her list Dress the ho up in the rain Then drop her off with the Crips I'm a shady nigga it's Greenova how you picture me now Picture me picture a nigga rollin' Nigga rollin' Greenova See ya later what she told me And she hopped out my car I'm a nigga in my eyes But to her I'm a star See I ain't that type of nigga to go hang at a bar I hit the hood to buy a sack just twist up a 'gar Fallin' victim to desires that ain't taking me far What's the point of being known If you don't know who you are Shit I'm just a ghetto baby that's in search of some love Only time I hit up on her is when I want her to fuck See that pain in her eyes I be making it rough She camplain about her job 'cause she ain't making enough Got a baby at the crib that she don't even own They gentrifying the ghetto now she losing her home I'm a part of the problem shit I know that I'm wrong Got my lady at the crib and she love me to death I'd took that all for granted now there ain't none left Say I'm gonna make a change but to my word she deaf Damn The most disrespected woman in America is the black woman The most un-protected person in America is the black woman The most neglected person in America is the black woman The honorable Elijah Muhammed teaches us to respect our women and to protect our women We will kill you for our women Raised in the hood but that ain't your fault Niggas do the same thing expecting different results Definition of insanity better hope you don't die What's the point of having knowledge if it never applies Momma stressin' 'bout them bills sick of watching her cry I was born with the guilt shit I know I'm a leader What's the point of having power if you're hurting your people Definition of a nigga if you're good or you're evil On my seventh lifetime and I'm fully conscious Fuck religion 'cause I feel it apply to conquer Got corrupted by the street turned into a monster Can't sleep when you feel that holy spirit haunt you What's the point of having love if you don't love yourself Kept my distance from my feelings they no longer there Praying for my innocence 'cause now I wantin' them back But once they're gone shit they're gone I'm just telling you that damn Who taught you to hate yourself From the top of your head to the soles of your feet Who taught you to hate your own kind Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to So much so that you don't want to be around each other Forty-three hours in I'm on a money binge Wanna know where I been I'm where the money is Now count it out thousand dollar piles See oftentimes I get lost in time Three sixty cents in every hour So that means every second cost a dime So imagine what I'm spending in a fiscal year When bills start to pile up And days start to disappear So fuck a watch I watch the sky If the house at noon made it back 'round sunrise But you can't always follow the stars So I walk by faith and try to follow my heart My hometown on now put it down for my home state Young Superman still fly with no cape And I was training in the rain all by my lonely Now I'm winning motherfuckers want to help me hold the trophy So they ask why I rap about overseas I tell them most of my Gs got cases so they can't leave The state or they never left the 'Ville So I hit 'em up on Skype show them the view from my hotel Out the concrete a rose grow I'm from the block where they pill pop and guns blow Them peewees strapped where the fuck they finna run for Police patrol we still manage to get the dope sold That's how it go I never been a stranger to the trap I'm countin' up this dirty money scattered 'cross my lap Hand on my strap paranoid 'cause I'm serving smokers Gotta watch my enemies and try to keep my friends closer You can't tell who is who I swear this world full of vultures Can't trust a motherfucking soul what the game showed us Maneuver smooth 'cause them pigs tryin' to meet their quota You get a extra five years you lockin' with that soda In Austin Texas conversatin' with my nigga Clova Bro keep on grindin' 'til you get exposure Christmas and Bentley with me tryin' to get some bitches over And Shady Blaze my fuckin' dog we gettin' closer To flying private jets with bitches I'm gettin' chauffeur But in reality I'm just a rapper trying to make it Out my current situation with my lack of patience Slowly embracing this rap shit as my occupation Need a Bugatti I'm on Twitter messaging with Satan Murder on my mind I stop by the police station Blew the cop head off that kill my nigga Aaron I call that reparation bustin' like I'm crazy pistol off safety I'm in the studio every day hoping for better days but I keep getting the worst yeah People singin' and tellin' at me but for some reason when I'm in the streets I feel cursed yeah I'm all on the gas and I'm tryin' to go fast but it still feels like I'm in reverse yeah I just wanna pile up all the money as much as I can 'til I'm up in a hearse yeah I got firearms gettin' held back But the handless pain I never felt that Man I go through the middle just like a tailback And you ain't gettin' the money I cannot help that Nigga one time bitch niggas want mine But I eat like it's lunch time Three niggas come by ridin' it's crunch time And I threw it all wrong man for the punchline okay Let's get it I'm ridin' here Everybody in the area I'm gonna have everybody in fear All you wack male niggas y'all about to be clear Get them motherfuckers droppin' 'til they box on the ear Shady Blaze and his brethren and I got that drum She gonna cut with your money better stop that ho Nigga one beat better pop-pop and go I'm on fire here nigga stop drop and roll My homie sellin' our powder I'm feelin' like power The money is ours for forty-three hours It's time to devour the niggas who nah'd us we doin' it I just thought we'd go in it so don't be offended Get money then spend it we livin' resplendent Don't tell my life business yo love to my niggas And fuck all the women we movin' shit They been playin' a different game these days man It's the long game pay attention When they come for you They won't have their guns Confidently etched out from the cold of their holsters They know now that this world is photoshop ready To digitally document their death squad tactics That their antics Are now archived videoclipped and facebook status Set to go viral even though our protests and proof are never enough fire To burn their house to ashes Our death our death sometimes pins medals on their chests And allows them to retire with sizable paycheck But nonetheless we fight back the best we can So understand now that when they come for you They startin' at the foundation at your doorstep They will be dressed as developer or realtor or hipster Your best nineties hip hop playing From their boombox on your block Dressed in your latest fashion Appropriately appropriating your culture till they fit in Till they move in But then the police traffic rises And the crime seems to drop Property tax rises around big momma's old house so much That her fixed income ain't enough income and now she forced to move out Of the house she lived in for the last thirty years And raised two generations of kids but it is what it is ain't it The neighborhood got more Volvos and less Chevy's Candy-coated painted because now Well now your street is so charming and alarming ain't it The sight of your neighbors being shipped out Handed hollow vouchers to move to a place unfamiliar This be the new slave ship Go ahead go ahead and visit the new cool kids on your block Tell them the story of the haunted trap house Where the ghosts of dope boys still shed tears How you tried to get the city to tear down this nightmare for the last three years Won't you tell them how the deferred dreams of high school hopes Would sit on its porch waiting To snatch the soul from whoever walked by Still looking for a way out this hood The same hood that holds the street corner The same corner your cousin died on They repaved it and renamed it something expensive Something you can barely afford to stand on this block Don't feel like it used to Now the folks next door call cops on you when your friends roll through It's strange how things don' changed around you Hey they call this progress baby When they come for you They will say it's for the best To clean up the mess They will call it restoration Wanna free you from the mortgage or that rent And give you a new destination They sellin' you false emancipation Wanna reshape your school and call it reeducation Now add a new word to your vocabulary young blood It's called gentrification Mafia business niggas snitchin' Then they gone murder ya' Keep yo lil' money If I don't know ya' then I ain't servin' ya Fuckin' they bitches now they claimin' that they gone murder us Fuck with you hangin' what you claimin Nigga come swerve on ya' Mafia business if he snitchin' take out his whole team Three million cash had to weigh it up on the coke beam Niggas be flippin' servin' chicken trapped out some Popeyes Walkin' up lettin' loose on you nigga ain't no drive-by Glock on me with extension don't be approachin' me Fucked his lil' bitty now he claimin' he wanna murder me Catch him in traffic while he lackin' give him a 3rd-degree Sniper with rifles whip that pistol I can do surgery Ain't no new faces I don't know ya' then I don't serve ya' nigga Mafia shit if he snitchin' you gettin' mudered nigga Askin' me questions you won't get nun' 'cause I ain't seen shit Fuck who you know and where you from nigga that don't mean shit Mafia business niggas snitchin' Then they gone murder ya' Keep yo lil' money If I don't know ya' then I ain't servin' ya Fuckin' they bitches now they claimin' that they gone murder us Fuck with you hangin' what you claimin Nigga come swerve on ya' Get my papers ready for the drought Trying to make a route Riding with a stap make a niggers want to take me out Yea where i'm from niggers dont really make it out I am wishing i was free like when the breeze blow And I'm just another lion in the jungle Gun fights and rumble I bust my own color s And i know from when niggers dont make it out Yea i wishing i was free like when wind blow Mother fuck my finger to the ass You asking me for dick for hitting niggers with the rico Noodles mixed with cheetos can i get some burritos Commissary stay straight shout out to my boy rico Thugging with some niggers they really were my niggers They wrote things on me the plots got thicker I redo my motion confused feeling hopeless These accusations bogus they lying and they know it These niggers stress the truth like pilates or aerobics Just to save there own ass because they don't want to take the fall Like a motherfucking man so they snitched on their dog Bitches around you when you ballin they always leave when you fall I don't need no new friends bitches i fucked them all Recorded on my Iphone and showed to my fucking dogs Jail ain't no place to be niggers snitching like its cool It's here men for themselves these niggers out here breaking rules I wish i was free 'cause we slaves only street Been harassed by these cops for having gold on our teeth Niggers want to take my life that's why i'm riding with the heat That's why i have the blood of Jesus I know he watching over me Should i fear no man but God even though he ain't a man I ain't backing down from sheit you niggers bleed like i care Young niggers choppers bought my city like iran But we hustle just to eat fuck you if you disagree Hustling in the drought trying to make a route Grind strap banking niggers want to take me out oh yeah 'Cause where i'm from they hope niggers don't make it out Yeah wishing i was free like when wind blows And i'm just another lion in the jungle Gun fights and rumbles i lost my own color And you know from when niggers dont make it out I am wishing i was free like when wind blows Fist fights and drama ghetto baby mama's Knocked up with no purpose sex without no condoms Mass full of robbers they kids needs christmas I'm getting scared of these murders i maybe another victim These niggers in the system the judge trying to leach them So free my brother too 'cause Lord knows i miss him The police kill mi nigga they though he had a pistol My niece starting to get noticed starting to look like my sister My heart getting colder i'm starting to lose all my feelings Fuck the mother of my kids but i take care of my children I focus on my craft and now my better half Two bitches want me my nigga do the math My granny in the hood i'm trying to move her out So she can see the world and i bought my momma that house And saved to make advance to buy my brother out So he can be free like when the wind blows My paper ready for the drought Trying to make a route Riding with a stap make a nigga want to take me out Yea where i'm from niggers dont really make it out I am wishing i was free like when the breeze blow And i'm just another lion in the jungle Gun fights and rumbles I bust my own color And i know from when niggers dont make it out Yea i wishing i was free like when wind blow Thugged out and all my niggas gangster I ain't friendly nigga I don't fuck with strangers All I know is Danger Fuck around and you gon' feel that banger Hit you from a mile away they long rangers All I know is danger All you hear is bang bang They banging on my block Oh Lord oh my somebody dun got shot Now all you see is them choppers Somebody finna get chopped This murder shit don't stop We retaliate no spot Don't nobody talk to the cops Niggas live by the code Let's find out where they're staking Shit I know somebody gone know And I know somebody know something All them people outside How the fuck none of y'all ain't seen nothing Load them choppers nigga let's ride I got homocide on my mind Four deep and we ride And in them chevy's nigga we flying Hurt so bad my nigga I'm crying Ain't no music and ain't no talking Shoot the first nigga walking In they hood on they street I'mma get them while none get me I hit two my nigga hit three Won't be the end of this beef Im on pills don't need no sleep Eyes up open up by the week Bitch it's dangerous where I've been Dangerous where I roam Always on point Don't go nowhere without my chrome and it's danger Because all I know is murder and all I see is crime Get the fuck from out of dodge When bullets go the flying better duck nigga Try your luck you think I'm lying And you be riding in that hearse Laying in a box that's pine It's a hazard to your health Don't you ever fuck with mine Bitch I'm strapped up with that nine And it shoot about thirty times I got killers on my spor That will knock you out for free And I put that on Rest in peace my nigga look beat Charlotte nigga trigger happy twenty murders in a week Every time I watch the news shit that's all the fuck I see Another dead black male just a victim of the gun Nigga at age twenty-one see them choppers better run Niggas ain't shooting to scare They ain't shooting for fun Niggas been killing for so long to the pain they go numb Niggas knocking out your brain then they living on the run I'm strapped up all the time won't catch me without my gun Bitch you know it's danger Finally made it out the gutter where they Now everybody acting like they fuck with me Plenty nights I went to sleep without nothing to eat Guess that's why hood niggas love the beef Love that body without loving me Gave hugs to the ones without hugging me All them nights I cried ain't get no sleep Halloween in my hood ain't get no treat On the first day of school ain't get no sneaks It's no wonder why them other kids picked on me Say a prayer for anyone who ever shit on me I got love for my woman she ain't quit on me All that bullshit I did she could've been left me Still running out of gas with my tank on E With my babies in the car now I'm feeling ashamed Putting five in the tank gotta scrape up some change Dedicate this to my momma 'cause she gave me the game She told me hold my head up and start embracing my change Finally made it out the gutter where they want me to be Now everybody acting like they fuck with me Had to work my ass off it wasn't luck for me I ain't going no where I guess you stuck with me Finally made it out the gutter where they want me to be Now everybody wanna know what's up with me Finally seeing things they ain't want me to see I ain't going nowhere I guess you stuck with me Having talks with our day about lust and women Told me bro I ain't perfect bro I'm the one to admit it Been my dog since them days I was getting suspended Living on the boulevard now I'm out of them trenches My desire still there now I'm dealing with enemies Safe to say they don't fuck with my kinfolk But I ain't ashamed guess it's part of the game Nigga can't enjoy the sun without dealing with rain Tune hit me on the phone tryna hide his stress 'Cause the judge gave him twenty and he doing the state That's a hard pill to swallow I ain't know what to say Told him keep ya' head up and try to walk by faith Certain things you can't change it's controlled by fate But Imma always have your back every step of the way Living right I ain't tryna throw my blessings away Hit my niece say a prayer 'cause I ain't stressing today Finally made it out the gutter where they Now everybody acting like they fuck with me Auntie died me and Corey got close I can see it in his eyes that his heart growing colder I still got my mama so I don't know his pain Death brought us back together got me thinking what a shame Got 2 sons months apart we be dealing with the same Fucking women a vice for me I'm dealing with the pain Lost my lady too destructive she don't look at me the same I didn't want to let her go but hell I had to make a change Rapping all I got besides the love for my sons Tune turned himself in 'cause he was living on the run Say he wanted for a murder he was strapped with a gun Judge did my brother dirty 'cause they ain't give him no bond Hurt me to my heart he ain't never heard my son Talked to him on the phone but I can tell in his voice He trying to stay strong he ain't got no other choice Me and Sosa falling out I just want him to listen I find myself getting distracted not completing my mission Rappers in my city thinking that we in competition But I'm in my own lane we just hustling different Me and Duru still cool but we don't talk that much Since we went our separate ways we barely keeping in touch I can't tell you when it changed but it don't feel the same But I swear it's all love bruh keep doing your thing Made a movie out in Kansas thanks to Rico James I ain't forgot ya boy keep doing your thing Bossy riding til the end G you family too They got my back I got they back 'Cause that's what families do I don't tell you all the time but bruh I love you the same If you could do it all over you wouldn't do it the same But we live and we learn I can tell that ya changed Family treat a nigga different now they think that I'm famous But attention is a drug that I'm struggling wit I can't lie deep down I love fucking these bitches I ain't never treat 'em right now I'm seeking forgiveness Jasmine never lied to me such a beautiful spirit Never did it for the groupies hoes cars or Bentleys I ain't really into cars but want that Mercedes Shout out to my brothers Gio Don and Bentley Rest in peace to Aunt Pam I know you right here with me Everytime I call Wendel he was coming to get me Never told me bullshit or raised his hand to hit me All my exes still checking always saying they miss me But I'd rather be alone solitude no movies But my mind my change Gemini's so moody My duality is real I feel like two different people That's why I struggle with commitment 'Cause one woman can't equal Up to everything I need so I take them in sequels I'm Starving I Ain't talking about no artist If a nigga balling in the club Imma rob him Body bag full of fuck nigga go grab a coffin California kush be the reason why I'm coughing Get jacked for the excess floss And hoes be in my view so be cautious Youny niggas they ain't do no talking Died in a jet but I ain't Tom Coffin Ain't no other nigga kick shit like this 'Cause them other niggas ain't got my skill I'm too real to ever be fake They too fake to ever be real Took my time perfected my craft Now its time to see me some mills Why the hell you hating on my generation Squeezing guns with no hesitating For any kind of altercation Living life fast with no time for patience Breaking down dope 'cause its reefer baby Screen door slammin' hide and go it Icee from the truck got 5 flavors in it Old folk grinnin' hopscotch skippin' Quarter water sippin' telling jokes trippin' Look at how we livin' you should come and visit The hood like Crooklyn but I ain't from Brooklyn Knock knock zoom zoom down the block bookin' Everything was sweet when a dime bought a cookie Stonewashed pants Adidas shelltoes Tears in your eyes from you tryna pick your fro Street lights on ghetto running loose Mama calling for us so I gotta chunk the deuce Had roaches in the crib mouse trap down Every now and then you might hear a gun sound Stay reminecing damn I miss the nineties LA Gear sneakers and watching Moesha Dealers on the block with they Glocks and they beepers Watching All That reruns on Nick at Nite The world done changed it don't feel right We used to stick together now all we do is fight damn You remember catching lightning bugs outside and shit nigga Watching Nickelodeon and shit nigga All That Chasing the ice cream truck down the block Remember that shit NBA Jam Stretch Armstrong Easy Bake Oven I can go on and on Remember Power Rangers Remember Captain Planet Watching Wishbone with my lil' cousin Sammy Saved by the Bell hidey ho Winslow Blowing in the cartridge of your Super Nintendo Bill Nye the Science Guy's where you got your info Fresh Prince of Bel-Air Will Smith Jazzy Jeff Just to name a few but I got way more left Blowing up balloons 'til I'm running out of breath Celebrity Death Match where they always killed the ref Remember house parties Remember House Party Sneak and watching porn where the bullshit started Baddest man hit my hand telling yo mama jokes Hit the store with food stamps all of our mamas broke Getting WIC vouchers bread and them eggs Juicy Juice and peanut butter kept a nigga fed Getting beat with switches til it's welts on your legs Mama tell you that she loves you then she send yo ass to bed Leprechaun in the hood Tales from the hood Watching Rugrats made my soul feel good Kool-Aid Icee plastic on the sofa Who love orange soda Kell love orange soda Goosebump books make you feel cool Leaving class early 'cause you're part of Right Moves Tissue in the tape before the mixtapes Waiting by the radio for your song to play Mama made as hell I recorded over her tape Jerry Springer going down they fighting bout everyday Damn I miss the 90's in every single way Feel bad 'cause the new generation don't even play damn Cliff of Death nigga Life or death nigga If you have a silver spoon then we are not the same I'm a product of the drug game Sixteen years old I was on the block Fuck a education I was selling rocks Seventeen I bought a Glock Then they killed my nigga Corey hope he up in heaven Just a nigga with a dream tryna make it rappen Addicted to the drug money tryna make it trappen Wet work to the dry set it in a napkin Lost niggas in the system don't know how it happened Pockets got fat now I'm paying rent At my momma crib stashed my pistol in the vent She said a hard head make a soft ass I don't give a fuck I'm rolling blunts and skipping class Eighteen years old caught my first charge Late night on the block hanging with my boys I ain't have a childhood never played with toys Momma did all she could but I made the choice I'm a hustler I was nineteen working with a whole peak Never had a daddy so a nigga ran the streets But they stand me in the back for the fucking cheese Caught some cases now I'm stressing about them lawyer fees Tryed to work with them crackers but they lawyer me Got the surge ran right back to the streets Pledge allegiance to the game with my loyalty Greedy for the money ain't nobody shorting me Bitch I'm broke so why the fuck he extorting me Problem child momma wishes she aborted me Tears running down her eyes while they cuffing me Just a nigga with a record they'll love to see Not amount to shit what a damn shame If you have a silver spoon we are not the same I'm a product of the struggle and the dope game My nigga I ain't tryna tell you what to do But if you out here in these streets and you making moves Watch them niggas that you serve gotta pick and choose All money ain't good that's a lose-lose Don't be petty out here hustling for no tennis shoes Don't be fronting all your work when the rent due And if you keep coming short that's an issue Watch what your saying homie 'cause your line tapped Serving work out your crib get your kidnapped Don't you ever give a nigga an unloaded strap Seen a nigga take his closest homie off the map My nigga I'm just telling you what I done seen Can't sleep 'cause I keep having bad dreams Everywhere I go its like a gotta watch my back Paranoid don't go nowhere without the mac Come into my home See into my sea Breath into my breath Third eye third Come get a slice of elevation pie Let it get you high Energy never lie Kiss me but never tell They say love is blind My heart is made of Tell me what you want Tell me what you need I don't fuck around with molly But I might just hit your weed I don't want them hippies stuff That they selling in them stores Used to eat 'em back then But I don't like 'em no more Searching for my sin and meditating under trees Reading books to my sons Picnic with my lady Lovebirds in the trees I do shit you wouldn't believe Looking at my babies They're a reflection me Looking at yourself Nigga tell me what you see I can stand here today And say I'm happy being me If I had to meet myself I'd be one to meet Played up with motherfuckin' low cash Tryin' to get rich with my broke ass Nigga need bread I'm lookin' for some more cash Sick of blowin' back yo and now I wanna blow gas Forty on deck and nigga I'm gon' blast Money ain't power catch up yo' ho ass Run up on the dope man with a black mask You know what it is nigga take me to your stash Now I'm dippin' outta that exit Whip that dope make sure I stretch it Gotta figure free goddamn good investment Now I'm known as that little nigga with a nest egg Fuck that nigga blow a hundred on a necklace Mossberg pump 'case shit get hectic Badass bitch laid up at the Westin Feed me grits cigarillos full of Welch's Nigga I'm a badman Twenty-five thousand dollars cash man Have them killers jumpin' out yo trash can With them red dots on yo Ray-Bans And I beat a bitch pussy like a caveman Whip that Benz like a slave master You can try to run from me but my chopper faster 'Bout to lay the competition out in front of the pastor nigga Kill your idol even if he me Mossberg blow takin' off a nigga knee In the middle of the war zone that's where I be Hand on my strap 'cause a nigga got beef And that bitch suck dick like she ain't got teeth Eliminatin' all competition with the heat Illuminati illuminatin' and niggas can't see Lame ol' flake is something I can't be Leave it as an idol something I can't see Role model for your kids my nigga that ain't me Better go to church my nigga I don't preach I can only reach the one that I see Rollin' up blunts with they mouth full of fronts Ride shotgun with the front seat slumped I still black 'cause he just got jumped Lookin' for them bitch niggas with the Mossberg pump Lay down deep breaths Shorty feel different when we on them drugs Good girl but fell in love with a thug I don't wanna hit the block and I don't wanna club Netflix on the couch cuddle up with her Sticking to the plays never huddle up Undress her slow have her cumming in a rush Hate to see me go I never tell her bye It's cheating in her eyes if I tell her lies Brand new whip brand new titties Brand new bitties come with every city Down to fuck any nigga rollin' with me Bag full of drugs just to keep me up Phone full of hoes and they down to fuck It get rough 'cause all I think about is her Shit we FaceTime every time my show over She say we growing distant so I hold her closer She coming back 'cause I never give her closure I like the way you smell I love the way you fuck Let's make some pretty babies baby but it ain't a rush Never fell in love now I'm catchin' feelings What goos is being rich if you can't share it with me Breakfast in your bed waking up to head She never complaining 'bout how I get this bread I promise I'll be home before you go to sleep Tell me 'bout your day while I rub your feet She scared for her nigga 'cause I'm in these streets Livin' by the gun ridin' with my heat She in love with her nigga 'cause I keep it G Fuckin' up her 'do when we in them sheets I swear to God we don't be getting no sleep And it's all war 'cause we don't no peace Family talkin' down they don't know me She good with her nigga she got the dough key Touchdown nigga and that pussy deep Take a quick break roll more weed Round two now you're 'bout to go to sleep Took a quick break and roll more weed Round two now you're 'bout to go to sleep I mean it's like every time you be with a nigga you know what I mean You just tell me you're so worry free You be so stressed out when you be I don't know Fuckin' with that nigga and shit Nigga a motherfuckin' liar World on my shoulders Heart getting colder sons getting older Gotta raise 'em to be soldiers Teach 'em morals and values Keep your pistol for these vultures 'Cause everyday you close And I got the world on my shoulders Heart getting colder sons getting older Gotta raise 'em to be soldiers Teach 'em morals and values Keep your pistol for these vultures 'Cause everyday you closer Name a crime and I done it Trying to get some money 'cause it wasn't coming Fast shit I was hungry Tired of being bummy and treated like a dummy How the fuck you got my back nigga If you always frontin' Told my sons if they gon' do it then do it like you love it Say a prayer for my auntie 'cause she still get beat by her husband Family don't mean shit to me unless they about my cousin And if we control our destiny well I guess I had that coming And school was never for me 'cause they ain't wanna teach me Got passed with failing grades 'cause they ain't think I was gon' be Who I am today I did this shit with no degree They destroyed our community and the violence be unity And the felonies they ruined me nigga this ain't make believe Got corrupted by TV to worship all this vanity Selling dope to all my people fucking with my sanity Fighting with these demons and I swear they be commanding me Gotta take control 'cause I know its a better man than me Nigga be yourself 'cause that gangsta shit ain't impressing me Prison or an early grave there wasn't much left for me I managed to stay out they way I figured out the recipe I only talk to bosses so you workers stop addressing me Made it out the hood without no phony niggas next to me Winded by my problems all these bill collectors stressing me But I still got my crib doe somehow the Lord keep blessing me Chopper need bullets sons need pampers Niggas got so many questions but they rarely find the answers Chopper need bullets sons need pampers Niggas got so many questions but they rarely find the answers Fuck like I love her In the morning I be gone Called and I ignored her Now she blowin up my phone Nigga this how felt when we wrote juice Stuck to the script Now I'm starring in the movie Women used to diss me Now they follow in my movement Nigga pay attention Let me show you how I do it All about the money and power Nigga I get it What's the point of that If you ain't working on your spirit Keep all your excuses baby I don't want to hear it Death is all around us It ain't nobody I'm fearing Niggas finna pay attention Fuck my pockets Tribe all around me Everybody with me shooters Nigga kill a G Now I'm ridin' with the ruger Got me searching for peace I meditating like the Buddha Praying for forgiveness Because they know they did me wrong Fuck like I love her In the morning I be gone Called and I ignored her Now she blowin up my phone I say knick knack paddywack I hit her with the bone Everybody changing 'Cause they know a nigga on Story of my life This ain't just another song Coolin with the people Nigga that's where you can catch me Story of my life Can't nobody tell it but me Dissin all the women that ain't used to want to fuck me Now I'm getting money Everybody say they love me Story of my life Can't nobody tell it but me Dissin all the women that ain't used to want to fuck me Now I'm getting money Everybody say they love me You just know my name But you don't know my story There's way too many gimmicks These rap niggas corny They asking where I been 'Cause I been out the mix Just stayin' out the way It keeps me out of shit I hear the small talking I see the phony fives I can't respect a man That can't look me in the eyes Run and tell these rap niggas It's time for you to change your career feel I see these niggas still running on the treadmill Heading nowhere fast And I bet you say you fucking stole for that cash huh These niggas opportunists How could you say we ain't never helped you Run out of gas We run you out and shelfed you We gon' be alright Either way it goes I embrace my imperfections There's nothing to expose I can't respect these rappers Because they be on that ho shit Loyalty is real So don't hit me with that bro shit I told Deniro keep your feet on solid ground You gon' be the one to make it Don't let 'em bring you down Put your soul in that music And know doubts and hesitation can affect your execution Story of my life Can't nobody tell it but me Dissin all the women that ain't used to want to fuck me Now I'm getting money Everybody say they love me Turn that motherfucking shit down Nigga what the fuck you want from me Nigga you know what the fuck I want nigga I want your motherfuckin' Dayton's and your motherfuckin' stereo Cmon man we supposed to be brother Yeah we went to school together and we from the same hood But things done changed nah we ain't all good Used to wish you happy birthday now I wish the fuck I would Things done changed now we ain't all good Yeah we went to school together and we from the same hood But things done changed nah we ain't all good Used to wish you happy birthday now I wish the fuck I would Things done changed now we ain't all good I used to spend the night witcha Steal bikes witcha Scrappin' in the party any given night witcha Play ball witcha skip the hall witcha Shy with them girls and I made the call witcha Jordan's got released and I hit the mall witcha Hell or high water I been through it all witcha Took the charge for ya thought you was my brother Come to find out you just a bony motherfucker Would took a bullet for ya nigga 'cause I love ya When ya mama died I was right there for ya Slick and them robbed ya I was right there clutchin' Seen them at the store no talking I start bussin' Things done changed we don't speak no mo' Heard you start talking down fell in love with a hoe Guess the power of the pussy made you do something strange You were 'posed to keep it solid that ain't part of the game If you could do it all over would you do me the same Kept it solid with a nigga he ain't do me the same If you could do it all over would you do me the same I kept it solid with you nigga you ain't do me the same Yeah we went to school together and we from the same hood But things done changed nah we ain't all good Used to wish you happy birthday now I wish the fuck I would Things done changed now we ain't all good Yeah we went to school together and we from the same hood But things done changed nah we ain't all good Used to wish you happy birthday now I wish the fuck I would Things done changed now we ain't all good And I seen you in the club but we ain't even speak With them niggas on light knowing we got beef Heard you moving on up now you serving them chickens Still on that sucker shit got a weakness for women But I'm done with the trap got a baby and wife Don't get it fucked up still got my killer ways Seen you riding through my hood serving other nigga Js They starting to feel threatened 'cause you standing in the way It's money on your head you'll be dead in a day To keep this shit a buck I still love you nigga I don't even know why 'cause you don't love me nigga Started thinking to myself why the fuck should I bother But I don't wanna see your kids grow without their father Tried to tell you something good but you took it as jokes Found you dead in your car with a knife in your throat Damn it's funny how a dollar made your life so short Yeah we went to school together and we from the same hood But things done changed nah we ain't all good Used to wish you happy birthday now I wish the fuck I would Things done changed now we ain't all good Yeah we went to school together and we from the same hood But things done changed nah we ain't all good Used to wish you happy birthday now I wish the fuck I would Things done changed now we ain't all good Yeah cold rap worldwide shit Free my brother Tomb yeah Fuck nigga talkin' bout they got the key to the city and shit nigga I got the key to the motherfuckin' door nigga and my nigga move keys of that dope I got the key to the door My nigga move keys of the dope I got the key to the door My nigga move keys of the dope Whole thing for the foty one just bought a choppa for a hundred nigga Hundred rounds kill a hundred niggas Fuck you and everybody runnin' witcha I got the key to the door My nigga move keys of the dope Don't work in the city it's dry Jackin' you niggas supply Robbin' niggas on the low sellin' that shit for the high I'm frontin' whatever you buy Just bring me my piece of the pie You rappin' I'm trappin' no lie You niggas ain't fuckin' with I When I first met the bitch she was shy Now she be whippin' them pies Thirty rounds in my full fire You cross on the mic you gon' die My niggas be flippin' and weighin' the coke Niggas be drainin' from sniffin' the coke Got a bad habit show Step on the world like I'm killin' a roach Learn how to whip you can never go broke Straight off the boat and we get it in bulk Pounds of the lot and got bands in the Heard that you got it we comin' to get it Chasin' that money you chasin' these bitches You cover all of my dishes Pounds of the loat and got bands in the We heard that they got it we comin' to get it I got the key to the door My nigga move keys of the dope I got the key to the door My nigga move keys of the dope Whole thing for the forty-one just bought a choppa for a hundred nigga Hundred rounds kill a hundred niggas Fuck you and everybody runnin' witcha I got the key to the door My nigga move keys of the dope Whole thing for the 41 just bought a choppa for a hundred nigga Hundred rounds kill a hundred niggas Fuck you and everybody runnin' witcha I got the key to the door My nigga move keys of the dope Baby tell me what you want Tell me what you feel I can make you something that's real Half on the baby I can pay your bills If you ever hungry you can have my meal Rollin' like a coaster gun in the holster Smooth when I approach I got my intellect focused Baby girl noticed other niggas are hopeless I elevated her mind and now she open like a lotus I ain't gotta fuck to make your mind Had a climax and I didn't even have to touch I got her body activated he loving my patience Threw the pussy at me But we better off waiting Now she begging me to taste Fucked her so good she ain't had that Even though we separate Our souls came together Got music incense Make her feel special Half on the baby I pay the rent Locked eyes once Been connected ever since That was ten years ago Now we almost thirty Unafraid to grow A little age won't hurt me Scrambled up them eggs Butt naked in the kitchen Bend her over just to lick it Fuck it if we break the dishes Food getting cold Heat it up and remix it No pun intended but baby we can't kick it Damn you look good And your body like a vixen But I got a lady baby so this ain't the right time Maybe next night time When we turn to butterflies I don't even smoke weed But you got me so high Baby tell me what you want Tell me what you feel I can make you Something that's real Half on the baby I can pay your bills If you ever hungry you can have my meal Tell me what you want Tell me what you feel Couple months late It is what it is Treat you like you Baby you can have my ribs Cheated all the time But I swear that I'll stop Bought a bunch of land Just to grow our own crops The love gon' continue Even when my heart stop Got me reading to your belly top Baby girl drop Fell in love with you like you was hip hop And I'm dealing with duality You know I feel flopped You love both sides And for that I gotta thank you Bad on purpose Because you love when I spank you Known for destruction But baby I want to build Brick by brick Like a brand new crib Mama don't like you Brother want to fight you None of that matters Baby because you still I had sons when I met you And they looked just like me But that ain't the point I'm getting off subject Swimming in your body Backstroking in your tummy Love the way you taste Baby it's so yummy When I first met you I was plugged out and slummy Now I'm liberated And I'm getting to the money That ain't why you with me You don't care about the money Even when the scene dark Your love made it sun and shit Baby tell me what you want and tell me what you feel I can make you something that's real If you ever hungry you can have my meal Can't get sleep so I woke up in the bed with a bitch who don't want me Voices in my head keep telling me to pray I ain't got shit to my name but this Glock And I'm just a fucking victim to them voices in my head Been with her for so long yet she a stranger in my bed She told me I ain't shit she wish that I was dead Sick of feeling hunger pains smoking til my eyes red Fuck eating a crumb boy I want a slice of bread Don't know how to be a father and that feeling got me scared I'm looking in the mirror and don't know what I see A reflection of my past and it's still haunting me I wake up to hearing screams hit the block and serve fiends Gotta feed my fucking son you know what the fuck I mean And I can't get sleep he crying 'cause he hungry Tried to do his mama right that bitch didn't want me and I And the only thing I own is this mothafuckin choppa Sick in the head I think I need to see a doctor She always going clubbing she forcing me to watch him I feed him then I change him then I set him in his rocker I should've known better shit his mama was a bopper But that ain't no excuse 'cause I'm still that baby's papa Thinking bout them days crying on my mama lap Asking bout my daddy shit I wonder where he at She looked at me and said that he ain't never coming back But what she really meant is he was somewhere smoking crack So ever since that day I put my family on my back Walking round with my choppa feeling like I'm in Iraq and I We livin in a time Where the police are killing us And they don't consider it crime Hungry for attention She starving in the mind Searching for a god Not lost show a nigga signs They be rappin' with no message Guess they do it for some shine Fuck what you believe I'm serious when I speak Slang in my speech Just to reach 'em when I teach Best-kept secret I'm no longer a mystique I have one foot in the game I have one foot in the street Wash my hands with the trap Had to rinse and then repeat Obstacles in my way I would not accept defeat 'Cause nigga I've been hungry out there Living on the street Had holes in my clothes And the shoes on my feet Look what I became What they said I'd never be I sit my hustle on the bench 'Cause them laws tryna play us Break my heart to see them sell again Fuck out they bodega So tell them niggas respect your mind Half of selling alcohol to they kind Don't take no advice from broke niggas Or one who be swine Make decisions with your heart And everything will be fine So tell them niggas respect your mind Half of Christians selling alcohol to they kind Don't take no advice from broke niggas Or one who be swine Make decisions with your heart And everything will be fine And I'm just living life Taking everything that's mine Me and her against the world She watch my back I got her spine Accountable for everything I spit off in my rhymes Sick of living on my feet So it's time to make a climb Money the root of evil And them trees keep on growing They say marijuana legal Tell them pigs free my homies They tryna knock the hustle And the government condone it They was tryna feed their family They paid they rent Ever since the war on drugs Shit ain't been right ever since Up in Denver Colorado them The white boys getting rich But them niggas in my ghetto Getting murdered over cents With all the evidence I sit my hustle on the bench 'Cause them laws tryna play us Break my heart to see them sell again Fuck out they bodega Shake my head and walk away Close your eyes and say a prayer To whoever you think is there So tell them niggas respect your mind Half of selling alcohol to they kind Don't take no advice from broke niggas Or one who be swine Make decisions with your heart And everything will be fine So tell them niggas respect your mind Half of Christians selling fucking alcohol to they kind Don't take no advice from broke niggas Or one who be swine Make decisions with your heart And everything will be fine And I'm kicking that knowledge I'm spitting that knowledge I'm tellin' you niggas it's real Dedicate this song to Cory Lost his life behind the wheel Never heard the full story Just a victim of the steel Having vivid memories Of Left them babies in the world All alone feeling confused Better get your life together For the same happen to you All the shit that I been through Come walk a mile in my shoes And you will see why I'm so real And got the passion like I do Had to save my fuckin' self Because I wanted to save the youth I used to have these talks with Then I seen him on the news Pray for guap and pray for g Shit big boss say that's my plug Screaming free my brother tune That's my motherfucking blood Fuck the DA and the Judge Tried to drag him through the mud All this hatred in the world Just ain't no magic it's true love I sit my hustle on the bench 'Cause them laws tryna play us Break my heart to see them sell again Fuck out they bodega So tell them niggas respect your mind Half of selling alcohol to they kind Don't take no advice from broke niggas Or one who be swine Make decisions with your heart And everything will be fine So tell them niggas respect your mind Half of Christians selling fucking alcohol to they kind Don't take no advice from broke niggas Or one who be swine Make decisions with your heart And everything will be fine DuRu I see you Magic tell em watch that lean I strive to do better I'll die before I let em I strive to do better Now I know how putting on feels Niggas don't do it like I do it so excuse me Stepping on stars fuck a bitch from Mars Gotta keep that five drop six in the bong is really what you heard Is really who we are who would ever think I'd make it this far Look at their faces mama I made it standing ovation Yeah I remember y'all used to talk about me Now them same niggas and them same hoes wanna hang around me Now watch me lean while I lean while I do my thing clean And I'm stacking cream this was all a dream Still I ride And stay high Don't know night But get life We alright And that bitch can't tell me nothing Nigga I feel like stunting And that bitch can't tell me nothing Nigga I feel like stunting And I'm stacking cream this was all a dream And the bitch can't tell me nothing Nigga I feel like stunting So what fools be humble You can hear me come Flow like my car running Watch out for them jackers trying to run me off my burner And I'm fresh from out the mall so it make no earning Thirties on the whip ain't no scrubbing when I'm turn it Watch me lean while I now your bitch get nervous 'Cause I drive fast like I'm always in a hurry And my fur seat on recline blowing purple pine You know my bitch dime there's thirty in my nine My pistol got no holster all my niggas killers Please do not provoke them they will bum one of you niggas And I'm on my way to mine VIP eternal Watch me lean better stay in your place 'Cause that foty hoe bust that bitch up in your place Everybody think I'm crazy But I know that I'm not Been riding with my pistol Since my homie got shot Baby telling me come home But my home is the block This the life a nigga chose So is you rollin or not Everybody think I'm crazy But I know that I'm not I've been screaming fuck the system Since my brother got locked Mama tell me go to church But I'm chasing this guap And I ain't serving no new faces That's how niggas get bought Give you two for a quarter Give you four for a fifty Ain't enough for me to meet you If you want it come get it Can't be cuffing these bitches Once your partner done hit it Red beams on all the pistols But my partners ain't missing We got choppas and dracos Money made me an Ass-hole Step on that fucking work And stretch it out like this play-doh Mad Max with a peso Score a movement like monsters Drink Cabernet with the posse Niggas say they some killas But they ain't on the motion Daddy left me and mama I hit the streets wide open Servning junkies their water Smokin' blunts with my brother Say a prayer for my mama 'Cause Lord knows she be stressing I cut out most of my niggas 'Cause they wasn't one hundred Tune writing my letters Say he got caught with a shank Sixty days in the hole he told me brother That's why I'm snapping on niggas and going hard in the paint Everybody think I'm crazy but I know that I'm not Been riding with my pistol since my homie got shot Baby telling me come home but my home is the block This the life a nigga chose so is you rollin or not I've been screaming fuck the system since my brother got locked Mama tell me go to church but I'm chasing this guap And I ain't serving no new faces that's how niggas get bought Give you two for the fourty Give you four for the eighty Doing what I got to do Just to provide for my babies Mama say that I'm lazy 'Cause I won't get a job before I work for nine dollars Mama I'd rather rob told her straight to her face Looked her dead in the eyes and said my daddy was a gangsta Tell me why you surprised dumpin work in the kitchen I be baking them pies told them nothing but lies Name on some paperwork you still shoppin for dope Well you ain't welcome in this trap and I ain't gonna tell you no more Mama tell me go to church but I'm too deep in the game Here religion and racism just one and the same I been movin' calm don't start no trouble with me Tryna keep it peaceful is a struggle for me Don't pull up at 6 AM to cuddle with me You know how I like it when you lovin' on me I don't wanna die for them to miss me Yes I see the things that they wishin' on me Hope I got some brothers that outlive me They gon' tell the story shit was different with me I feel good sometimes I don't ayy don't I finessed down Weston Road ayy 'nessed Might go down a G.O.D. yeah wait I go hard on Southside G yuh wait I make sure that north-side eat And still bad things It's a lot of bad things That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me bad things It's a lot of bad things I only love my bed and my mama I'm sorry Fifty Dub I even got it tatted on me Imagine if I never met the broskies You used to call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love Call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love And I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing Ever since I left the city you Got a reputation for yourself now Everybody knows and I feel left out Girl you got me down you got me stressed out 'Cause ever since I left the city you Started wearing less and goin' out more Glasses of champagne out on the dance floor Hangin' with some girls I never seen before Ever since I left the city You and me we just don't get along You make me feel like I did you wrong Going places where you don't belong Ever since I left the city you You got exactly what you asked for Running out of pages in your passport Hangin' with some girls I've never seen before Doing things I taught you gettin' nasty for someone else Why you always touching road Used to always stay at home Be a good girl you was in the zone Yeah you should just be yourself Right now you're someone else Ever since I left the city Baby I like your style Grips on your waist front way back way You know that I don't play Streets not safe but I never run away Even when I'm away There's never much love when we go OT I pray to make it back in one piece That's why I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time before I go Higher powers taking a hold on me I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time before I go Higher powers taking a hold on me Baby I like your style Strength and guidance All that I'm wishing for my friends Nobody makes it from my ends I had to bust up the silence You know you gotta stick by me Soon as you see the text reply me I don't wanna spend time fighting We've got no time And that's why I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time before I go Higher powers taking a hold on me I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time before I go Higher powers taking a hold on me Tell me I need to know where do you wanna go 'Cause if you're down I'll take it slow Make you lose control 'Cause you're a good girl and you know it yeah you act so different around me 'Cause you're a good girl and you know it I know exactly who you could be Just hold on we're going home It's hard to do these things alone Just hold on we're going home I got my eyes on you You're everything that I see I want your hot love and emotion endlessly I can't get over you You left your mark on me I want your hot love and emotion endlessly 'Cause you're a good girl and you know it You act so different around me 'Cause you're a good girl and you know it I know exactly who you could be Just hold on we're going home It's hard to do these things alone Just hold on we're going home You're the girl you're the one Gave you everything I loved I think there's something baby You're the girl you're the one Gave you everything I loved I think there's something baby 'Cause you're a good girl and you know it You act so different around me 'Cause you're a good girl and you know it I know exactly who you could be Just hold on we're going home It's hard to do these things alone Just hold on we're going home They sleepin' in the streets Yeah this that Oliver forty Niko shit man Runnin' through the 6 with my woes Countin' money you know how it goes Pray the real live forever man Pray the fakes get exposed I want that Ferrari then I swerve I want that Bugatti just to hurt I ain't rockin' my jewelry that's on purpose Niggas want my spot and don't deserve it I don't like how serious they take themselves I've always been me I guess I know myself Shakiness man I don't have no time for that My city too turned up I'll take the fine for that This been where you find me at That's been where you find me at I know a nigga named Johnny Bling He put me on to the finer things Had a job sellin' Girbaud jeans I had a yellow TechnoMarine Then Kanye dropped it was polos and backpacks Man that was when Ethan was pushin' a Subaru hatchback Man I'm talkin' way before hashtags I was runnin' through the 6 with my woes I was runnin' through the 6 with my woes You know how that should go Runnin' through the 6 with my woes You know how that should go Don't fuck with them niggas they too irrational This is that nasty flow Top boy in this shit I'm so international Yeah and you know how that shit go I might declare it a holiday as soon as Baka get back on the road Yeah but you know how that shit go They so irrational they don't wanna patch it up They wanna mash it up My nigga Jibba he whip it I ride in the passenger I'm way up I stay up I'm two up I'm three up I had to get back to you I'm turnin' into a nigga that thinks about money and women That's just how shit happened to go Yeah and you know Runnin' through the 6 with my with my I was running through the 6 with my woes And you know how that should go You know how that should go Shell out all if yuh eye nuh big Always haffi look out yuh no know if yuh head book out Dun know a de Unruly boss dis man No bomboclat otha And if a boy nuh like OVO or Chromatic Yuh can jus suck yuh mada Your girl a say we cute if you diss you will get execute That's the truth OVO Unruly Yeah I learned the game from William Wesley you can never check me Back to back for the niggas that didn't get the message Back to back like I'm on the cover of Lethal Weapon When I look back I might be mad that I gave this attention Yeah but it's weighin' heavy on my conscience Yeah and fuck you left The Boy no options I wanna see my niggas go insane You gon' make me step out of my fuckin' frame You gon' make me buy bottles for Charlamagne You gon' make me go out of my fuckin' way I waited four days nigga where y'all at I drove here in the wraith playin' arab I'm not sure what it was that really made y'all mad But I guess this is what I gotta do to make y'all rap I mean can't fool the city man they know what's up Second floor at Tootsies gettin' shoulder rubs This for y'all that think that I don't write enough They just mad 'cause I got the Midas touch You love her then you gotta give the world to her Is that a world tour or your girl's tour I know that you gotta be a thug for her This ain't what she meant when she told you to open up more Yeah trigger fingers turn to Twitter fingers Yeah you gettin' bodied by a singin' nigga I'm not the type of nigga that'll type to niggas And shout-out to all my boss bitches wifin' niggas Make sure you hit him with the prenup Then tell that man to ease up I did another one I did another one You still ain't did shit about the other one I got the drink in me going back to back Yeah going back to back I got the drink in me going back to back Yeah I'm going back to back I don't wanna hear about this ever again Not even when she tell him that they better as friends I been puttin' on a show it was a sell-out event Oh you need better seatin' I didn't wanna do it gave me every reason The point I'm tryin' to make is I don't ever need 'em Seen what you'd do for fame what would you do for freedom Please check 'em for a wire or a earpiece Please do not let these niggas near me Please think before you come for the great one Please who's a real nigga and who ain't one Please somebody stop me I'm talkin' boasy and gwanin wassy I got the fest in five days and it's my shit Soon as a nigga hit the stage they gon' They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back Yeah they want it back to back They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back I took a break from Views now it's back to that nigga I'm really stepping up my game These bitches gotta start paying me for this Can't get no more free Randy Got everything I got everything I cannot complain I cannot I don't even know how much I really made I forgot it's a lot Fuck that never mind what I got Money on my mind you should think the same J's on pinky ring-dogging these hoes I need quarantine In the same league but we don't ball the same She want all the fame I hear that shit all the time Okay made a million off a dinner fork watch me switch it up You need that work I got that work got bitches in my condo Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note From the A to Toronto we let the metal go off And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off This that sauce this that dressing Givenchy nigga God bless you If having a bad bitch was a crime I'd be arrested Got everything I got everything I cannot complain I cannot I don't even know how much I really made I forgot it's a lot Fuck that never mind what I got Nigga don't watch that 'cause I Came up that's all me stay true that's all me No help that's all me all me for real I touched down in eighty-six knew I was the man by the age of 6 I even fucked the girl that used to babysit But that was years later on some crazy shit I heard your new shit nigga hated it Damon Wayans homie don't play that shit I get paid a lot you get paid a bit And my latest shit is like a greatest hits God damn ain't no wishing over on this side Y'all don't fuck with us then we don't fuck with y'all It's no different over on this side God damn should I listen to everybody or myself 'cause myself just told myself You're the motherfucking man you don't need no help Cashing checks and I'm bigging up my chest Y'all keep talking about who next but I'm about as big as it gets I swear y'all just wasting y'all breath I'm the light skinned Keith Sweat I'mma make it last forever It's not your turn 'cause I ain't done yet Look just understand that I'm on a roll like Cottonelle I was made for all of this shit And I'm on the road box office sales I'm getting paid for all of this shit Ask you to please excuse my table manners I was making room for the table dancers 'Cause if we judging off your advances Then I just got paid like eight advances God damn Got everything I got everything I cannot complain I cannot I don't even know how much I really made I forgot it's a lot Fuck that never mind what I got Nigga don't watch that 'cause I came up that's all me stay true that's all me I got way too much on my mental I learn from what I've been through I'm finna do what I didn't do And still waking up like the rent's due Not complicated it's simple I got sexy ladies a whole Benz-full And to them hoes I'm everything but gentle But I still take my time man I guess I'm just old fashioned Wearing retro shit that's old fashion Nigga see what I'm saying no closed caption I paint pics see the shit good sex need to hit Keep a broad on the floor year 'round like season tickets I plead the fifth drink a fifth load the nine Leave you split in the half smoke a half need a zip My new girl is on Glee and shit Probably making more money than me and shit I swear to God I got ninety-nie problems but a bitch ain't one I got ninety-nine problems getting rich ain't one Like I got trust issues I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom And still gotta pull out But that's just me and I ain't perfect I ain't a saint but I am worth it If it's one thing I am worth it Niggas still hating but it ain't working Somethin' ain't right when we talkin' Look like you hidin' your problems Really you never was solid You won't never get to run me Just when shit look out of reach I reach back like one three Like one three yeah That's when they smile in my face Whole time they wanna take my place Yeah I know they wanna take my place I can tell that love is fake I don't trust a word you say How you wanna clique up after your mistakes Look you in the face and it's just not the same Yeah straight up to my face tryna play it safe Vibe switch like night and day I can see it like right away I came up you changed up I caught that whole play Since things never been the same That's when they smile in my face Whole time they wanna take my place Yeah I know they wanna take my place I can tell that love is fake I don't trust a word you say How you wanna clique up after your mistakes Look you in the face and it's just not the same And more chune for your headtop So watch how you speak on my name you know Fuck bein' on some chill shit We go from zero to a hundred nigga real quick They be on that rap-to-pay-the-bill shit And I don't feel that shit not even a little bit Oh Lord know yourself know your worth nigga My actions been louder than my words nigga How you so high but still so down to Earth nigga If niggas wanna do it we can do it on they turf nigga Oh Lord I'm the rookie and the vet Shoutout to the bitches out here holdin' down the set All up in my phone lookin' at pictures from the other night She gon' be upset if she keep scrollin' to the left dawg She gon' see some shit that she don't wanna see She ain't ready for it If I ain't the greatest then I'm headed for it That mean I'm way up Yeah the 6 ain't friendly but that's where I lay up This shit a mothafuckin' lay up I been Steph Curry with the shot Been cookin' with the sauce Chef Curry with the pot boy Three sixty with the wrist boy Who the fuck them niggas is boy OVO man we really with the shits boy Yeah really with the shits I should prolly sign to Hit-Boy 'cause I got all the hits boy I be on my Lil Mouse drill shit Fuck all that rap-to-pay-your-bill shit I'm on some pay-my-bills shit All up on TV I thought it'd make me richer Wasn't payin' me enough I needed somethin' quicker So now I'm all in Niko's basement puttin' work in on the phones Either that or drive to Money Mart to make the pickups Man it's two thousand and eight I'm tryna paint the picture Comeback Season in the works and now I'm thinkin' bigger I got 40 in the studio every night late night Gotta watch that shit don't want to make him sicker Oh Lord got a whole lot to show for it I mean we can really get it we can go for it I'm just here for the bucks and the billis nigga Don't make me kill one of the goats for it Yeah I mean you already wrote for us Damn nigga what's one more quote for us Oh Lord who else soundin' like this They ain't make me what I am they just found me like this I was ready fuck that I've been ready Since my dad used to tell me He was comin' to the house to get me Valuable lesson man I had to grow up That's why I never ask for help I'll do it for you niggas and do it for myself Whole squad on that real shit The other night Lavish Lee told me that I'm all these people listen to She said they love me unconditional Imagine how it feel to watch another nigga at the top You know that if you wasn't you you would be dissin' you dawg Damn okay from that perspective I see what you're talkin' 'bout no way to soften that 'Cause me I was tryna find out where I lost 'em at But maybe I ain't lose 'em at all Maybe I keep movin' forward and they're just stagnant They ain't movin' at all But when they need a favor who do they call Maybe I'm searchin' for the problems Askin' what was said and who was involved Too focused on people's feedback and provin' 'em wrong They say the shoe can always fit no matter whose foot it's on These days feel like I'm squeezin' in 'em Whoever wore 'em before just wasn't thinkin' big enough I'm 'bout to leave 'em with 'em 'Cause if I run in the game in these man the seams are splittin' No pun intended but they're smellin' defeat in the air Headed where nobody took it who meetin' me there They tell him that he's talkin' crazy but he doesn't care Bein' humble don't work as well as bein' aware Listen up boy you're better off eavesdroppin' We already got spring two thousand fifteen poppin' Majid Jordan droppin' OB droppin' not to mention me droppin' Feel like we paid the refs off man we fixed the game Me and Noel been at it before Twitter names Yeah been on the move like the lease is up And I can't even name one person that's keepin' up Damn fuck how it was in the past tense Ask yourself how do we match up now 'Cause I'm only twenty-seven and I'm only gettin' better If I haven't passed you yet watch me catch up now for real Could it be the way that I'll catch up What's up Been a minute since we kicked it you've been caught up With them bitches I don't get it you're a star love You shouldn't have to deal with that I'd never make you feel like that 'cause I love me I love me enough for the both of us That's why you trust me I know you been through more than most of us So what are you What are you what are you so afraid of Darling you give but you cannot take love I needed to hear that shit I hate when you're submissive Passive aggressive when we're texting I feel the distance I look around the peers that surround me these niggas tripping I like when money makes a difference but don't make you different Started realizing a couple places I could take it I want to get back to when I was that kid in the basement I want to take it deeper than money pussy vacation And influence a generation that's lacking in patience I've been dealing with my dad speaking of lack of patience Just me and my old man getting back to basics We've been talking 'bout the future and time that we wasted When he put that bottle down girl that nigga's amazing Well fuck it we had a couple Coronas We might have rolled a white paper just something to hold us We even talked about you and our couple of moments He said we should hash it out like a couple of grown ups You a flower child beautiful child I'm in your zone Looking like you came from the seventies on your own My mother is sixty-six and her favorite line to hit me with is Who the fuck wants to be seventy and alone You don't even know what you want from love anymore I search for something I'm missing and disappear when I'm bored But girl what qualities was I looking for before Who you settling for Who better for you than the boy huh I love me I love me enough for the both of us That's why you trust me I know you been through more than most of us So what are you What are you what are you so afraid of Darling you give but you cannot take love Thinking 'bout Texas back when Porscha used to work at Treasures Or further back than that before I had the Houston leverage When I got Summer a Michael Kors with my momma's debit A weak attempt at flexing I'll never forget it 'Cause that night I played her three songs Then we got to talking 'bout something we disagreed on Then she start telling me how I'll never be as big as Trey Songz Boy was she wrong that was just negative energy for me to feed off Now it's therapeutic blowing money in the Galleria Or Beverly Center Macy's where I discovered Bria Landmarks of the muses that inspired the music When I could tell it was sincere without tryna prove it The one that I needed was Courtney from Hooters on Peachtree I've always been feeling like she was the piece to complete me Now she engaged to be married what's the rush on commitment Know we were going through some shit name a couple that isn't Remember our talk in the parking lot at the Ritz Girl I felt like we had it all planned out I guess I fucked up the vision Learning the true consequences of my selfish decisions When you find out how I'm living I just hope I'm forgiven It seem like you don't want this love anymore I'm acting out in the open it's hard for you to ignore But girl what qualities was I looking for before Who you settling for Who better for you than the boy huh I love me I love me enough for the both of us That's why you trust me I know you been through more than most of us So what are you What are you what are you so afraid of Darling you give but you cannot take love Started from the bottom now we're here Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here Started from the bottom now we're here I done kept it real from the jump Livin' at my momma's house we'd argue every month Nigga I was tryna get it on my own Workin' all night traffic on the way home Nigga I just think it's funny how it goes Now I'm on the road half a million for a show Boys tell stories 'bout the man Say I never struggled wasn't hungry yeah I doubt it Nigga I could turn your boy into the man There ain't really much out here that's poppin' off without us Nigga we just want the credit where it's due I'ma worry 'bout me give a fuck about you Nigga just as a reminder to myself I wear every single chain even when I'm in the house No new niggas nigga we don't feel that Fuck a fake friend where your real friends at We don't like to do too much explainin' Story stayed the same I never changed it No new niggas nigga we don't feel that Fuck a fake friend where you real friends at We don't like to do too much explainin' Story stayed the same through the money and the fame Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya Go Uptown New York City bitch Them Spanish girls love me like I'm Aventura Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too Clubbing hard fucking women there ain't much to do Wrist bling got a condo up in Biscayne Still getting brain from a thing ain't shit changed How you feel how you feel how you feel I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself Rest in peace Mac Dre I'm-a do it for the Bay Okay getting paid we'll holler whenever that stop My team good we don't really need a mascot Me Franny and Mally Mall at the crib-o Shout goes out to Niko J and Chubbs shouts to Gibbo We got Santa Margherita by the liter She know even if I'm fucking with her I don't really need her That's how you feel man That's really how you feel 'Cause the pimpin ice cold all these bitches wanna chill I mean maybe she won't but then again maybe she will I can almost guarantee she know the deal real nigga what's up Now she want a photo you already know though You only live once that's the motto nigga YOLO And we bout it every day every day every day Like we sittin on the bench nigga we don't really play Every day every day fuck what anybody say Can't see 'em 'cause the money in the way real nigga what's up I'm calling niggas out like the umpire Sevengrams in the blunt Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt It's Eastside we in this bitch Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch I'm fucked up tore down I'm twisted door knob Talk stupid Off with your head I'm so Young Money Got a drum on the gun Energizer bunny Funny how honey ain't sweet like sugar Ain't shit sweet Niggas on the street like hookers I tongue kiss her other tongue Oh my God Becky look at her butt Tunechi Yeah after hours at Il Mulino Overly focused it's far from the time to rest now Debates growin' 'bout who they think is the best now Took a while got the jokers out of the deck now I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna play chess now I hear you talking say it twice so I know you meant it Fuck it I don't even tint it they should know who's in it I'm authentic real name no gimmicks No game no scrimmage I ain't playin' with you niggas at all My classmates they went on to be chartered accountants Or work with their parents But thinkin' back on how they treated me My high school reunion might be worth an appearance Make everybody have to go through security clearance Tables turn bridges burn you live and learn With the ink I could murder word to my nigga Irv Yeah I swear shit just started clickin' dog You know it's real when you are who you think you are I had Benzes before you had braces The all-black Maybach but I'm not a racist Inside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is Yellow diamonds in my Jesus I just might learn to speak Mandarin Japanese for the yen that I'm handlin' International Hov that's my handle My saint's Chango light a candle El Gran Santo on the mantle Case y'all didn't know I speak Spanish too Shout out to World Wide Wes Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide mess Yes still Roc La Familia Says a lot about you if you not feelin' us Cash rules everything around me Five hundred million I got a pound cake Niggas is frontin' that's upside-down cake Get 'em a red nose they clown cakes They should have never let you 'round cake Look at my neck I got a karat cake Now here's the icin' on the cake I'm just gettin' started oh yeah we got it bitch I've done made more millionaires than the lotto did Dame made millions Biggs made millions Ye made millions Just made millions Lyor made millions Cam made millions Beans'a tell you if he wasn't in his feelins I'm back in my bag My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash Gucci airbag just in case we crash Uh last night was mad trill I'm fresh out of Advil Jesus grab the wheel Look fuck all that happy to be here shit that y'all want me on I'm the big homie they still be tryna lil bro me dog Like I should fall in line like I should alert niggas When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy And not say I'm the greatest of my generation Like I should be dressing different Like I should be less aggressive and pessimistic Like I should be way more nervous and less dismissive Like I should be on my best behavior and not talk my shit And do it major like the niggas who paved the way for us Like I didn't study the game to the letter And understand that I'm not doin' it the same Man I'm doing it better Like I didn't make that clearer this year Like I should feel I don't know guilty for saying that They should put a couple more mirrors in here So I can stare at myself These are usually just some thoughts That I would share with myself But I thought fuck it it's worth it to share 'em With someone else other than Paris for once I text her from time to time she a mom now I guess sometimes life forces us to calm down I told her she could live with me if she need to I got a compound but I think she's straight 'Cause she supported since Hot Beats Right before Wayne came and got me Out of the back room where I was rapping with Jas Over beats that I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory He walked right past in the hallway Three months later I'm his artist He probably wouldn't remember that story But that shit stick with me always Couldn't believe when he called me You never know it could happen to you And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti And did that shit 'cause it's somethin' to do Yeah I guess that's just who I became dawg Nothing was the same dawg Gotta do what I gotta do All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait Or they go to Georgia State where tuition is handled By some random nigga that live in Atlanta That she only see when she feels obligated Admitted it to me the first time we dated But she was no angel and we never waited I took her for sushi she wanted to fuck So we took it to go told them don't even plate it And we never talk too much after I blew up And I think I text her and told her I made it And that's when she text me and told me she prayed it And that's when I text her and told her I love her Then right after texted and told her I'm faded She asked what have I learned since getting richer I learned working with the negatives Could make for better pictures I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture Even though it's fucked up girl I'm still fucking with ya Damn is it the fall time for me to revisit the past It's women to call there's albums to drop There's liquor involved There's stories to tell we been through it all Interviews are like confessions Get the fuck up out my dressing room confusing me with questions like Do you love this shit Are you high right now Do you ever get nervous Are you single I heard you fucked your girl is it true You getting money You think them niggas you with is with you And I say hell yeah hell yeah hell yeah Fuckin' right fuckin' right alright And we say hell yeah hell yeah hell yeah Fuckin' right fuckin' right alright So much for being optimistic They say love is in the air so I Hold my breath until my face turn purple Keep a few bad bitches in my circle My nuts hang like ain't no curfew Bitch if you wave then I will surf you I flew jet she flew commercial But we still met later that night After my session she came over I was aggressive and she was sober I gave her pills she started confessing And started undressing and ask me to hold her And so I did but that was last month And now she's texting me asking for closure Damn she say this shit gon' catch up to me I keep tissue paper We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table She say she hate that she love me And she wish I was average Shit sometimes I wish the same And I wish she wasn't married Promises I hope I never break 'em Met a female dragon had a fire conversation But interviews are like confessions Get the fuck up out my bedroom Confusing me with questions like Do you love this shit Are you high right now Do you ever get nervous I heard you fucked your girl is it true I got enemies got a lot of enemies Got a lot of people tryna drain me of my energy They tryna take the wave from a nigga Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your nigga I got girls in real life tryna fuck up my day Fuck goin' online that ain't part of my day I got real shit poppin' with my family too I got niggas that can never leave Canada too I got two mortgages thirty million in total I got niggas that'll still try fuckin' me over I got rap niggas that I gotta act like I like But my actin' days are over fuck them niggas for life yeah I got enemies got a lot of enemies Got a lot of people tryna drain me of this energy They tryna take the wave from a nigga Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your nigga I got people talkin' down man like I give a fuck I bought this one a purse I bought this one a truck I bought this one a house I bought this one a mall I keep buyin' shit just make sure you keep track of it all I got bitches askin' me about the code for the Wi-Fi So they can talk about they Timeline And show me pictures of they friends Just to tell me they ain't really friends Ex-girl she the female version of me I got strippers in my life but they virgins to me I hear everybody talkin' 'bout what they gon' be I got high hopes for you niggas we gon' see I got money in the courts 'til all my niggas are free 'Bout to call your ass a Uber I got somewhere to be I hear fairy tales about how they gon' run up on me Well run up when you see me then and we gon' see I got enemies got a lot of enemies Got a lot of people tryna drain me of this energy They tryna take the wave from a nigga Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your nigga Nah fuck all of you niggas I ain't finished Y'all don't wanna hear me say it's a go I got real ones livin' past Kennedy Road I got real ones wit' me everywhere that I go I'm tryna tell ya I got enemies got a lot of enemies Every time I see 'em somethin' wrong with their memory Tryna take it away from a nigga So tired of savin' all these niggas mayne Yeah run 'em I got enemies got a lot of enemies Got a lot of people tryna drain me of this energy They tryna take the wave from a nigga Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your nigga LookI don't know how to talk to you I don't know how to ask you if you're okay My friends always feel the need to tell me things Seems like they're just happier than us these days Yeah these days I don't know how to talk to you I don't know how to be there when you need me It feels like the only time you see me Is when you turn your head to the side and look at me differently Yeah and last night I think I lost my patience Last night I got high as your expectations Last night I came to a realization And I hope you can take it I hope you can take it I'm too good to you I'm way too good to you You take my love for granted I just don't understand it No I'm too good to you I'm way too good to you You take my love for granted I just don't understand it I don't know how to talk to you I just know I found myself getting lost with you Lately you just make me work too hard for you Got me on flights overseas and I still can't get across to you And last night I think I lost my patience Last night I got high as your expectations Last night I came to a realization And I hope you can take it I hope you can take it I'm too good to you I'm way too good to you You take my love for granted I just don't understand it No I'm too good to you I'm way too good to you You take my love for granted I just don't understand it Years go by too fast I can't keep track How long did we last I feel bad for asking It can't end like this We gotta take time with this Cock up yuh bumper sit down pon it Let me see if this is something I can fix You got somebody other than me Don't play the victim when you're with me Free time is costing me more than it seems Sacrificing things And I wanna tell you my intentions I wanna do the things that I mention I wanna benefit from the friendship I wanna get the late night message from you from you I put my hands around you Gotta get a handle on you Gotta get a handle on the fact that I'm too good to you I'm way too good to you You take my love for granted I just don't understand it No I'm too good to you I'm way too good to you You take my love for granted I just don't understand it Somewhere between psychotic and iconic Somewhere between I want it and I got it Somewhere between I'm sober and I'm lifted Somewhere between a mistress and commitment But I stay down girl I always stay down get down never lay down Promise to break everybody off before I break down Everyone just wait now so much on my plate now People I believed in they don't even show they face now What they got to say now Nothin' they can say now Nothin' really changed but still they look at me a way now What more can I say now What more can I say now You might feel like nothin' was the same I still been drinkin' on the low mobbin' on the low Fuckin' on the low smokin' on the low I still been plottin' on the low schemin' on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know I just been drinkin' on the low mobbin' on the low Fuckin' on the low smokin' on the low I just been plottin' on the low schemin' on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know And I hate that you don't think I belong to ya Just too busy runnin' shit to run home to ya You know that paper my passion Bittersweet celebrations I know I can't change what happened I can't help it I can't help it I was young and I was selfish I made every woman feel like she was mine and no one else's And now you hate me stop pretendin' stop that frontin' I can't take it Girl don't treat me like a stranger girl you know I seen you naked Girl you know that I remember don't be a pretender Gettin' high at the condo that's when it all comes together You know I stay reminiscing and make-up sex is tradition But you been missin' girl and you might feel like nothin' was the same I still been drinkin' on the low mobbin' on the low Fuckin' on the low smokin' on the low I still been plottin' on the low schemin' on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know I just been drinkin' on the low mobbin' on the low Fuckin' on the low smokin' on the low I just been plottin' on the low schemin' on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know My momma told me this was right for me I got 'em worried like make sure you save a slice for me I should have Spoons serve you up with a fork and knife for me Your actions make us doubt you Your lack of effort got me rappin' different This the shit I wanna go out to Play this shit at my funeral if they catch me slippin' Naked women swimmin' that's just how I'm livin' Donate a million to some children that's just how I'm feelin' A nigga fillin' up arenas who the fuck could see us I had to Derrick Rose the knee up before I got the re-up I just build and build more y'all niggas build to destroy Y'all niggas party too much man I just chill and record No filler you feel it now if you ain't feel it before Yes Lord this the shit I wanna go out to Yeah this the shit I wanna go out to breaking news my niggas If your girlfriend has went to any Season opener basketball game Best believe she's fucking some niggas on that team She's fucking somebody on the basketball team if she's at the game This is not a fairytale I already know how you like it Take you to the mall and get you a new outfit Girl that's just some child's play Why you gotta fight with me at Cheesecake You know I love to go there Say I'm actin' lightskin I can't take you nowhere This a place for families that drive Camrys and go to Disney They don't need to know all of our business In my Bugatti I took the key and tried to hide it So you can't drive it and put on mileage Then you find it awkward silence Momma is a saint yes she raised me real good All because of her I don't do you like I should Don't make me give you back to the hood I say bounce that shit like Yeah bounce that shit like This is not a fairytale I already know how you like it Take you to the mall and get you a new outfit Girl that's just some child's play I heard all of the stories about you I already know and I like it Take you to the mall and get you a new outfit Girl that's just some child's play Yeah rode that dick like a soldier She rode it like a soldier She rode it like a jungle soldier You don't wanna fall in love I know I'm not someone you should trust I know I give Chanel out like a hug I know I knew a couple of your friends way before How many girls have slept in this bed Say a different number than the one that's in my head Lying to protect you I be doing that a lot My past checkered like the Louis you just got Married in our twenties now where the fun in that My city love me like a college running back Pack a bag you gon' end up staying where I'm at Took you from the hood and I could never give you back I just wanna let you know that someone love you back All the Cadillac like I'm Teddy Pendergrass Whippin' on this shit I'm getting ready where you at riding Thank you thanks Drake thanks baby Motherfuckers drunk and tired Tired I'm tired boss Passionate from miles away Passive with the things you say Passin' up on my old ways I can't blame you Passionate from miles away Passive with the things you say Passin' up on my old ways No I can't blame you Listen Harder buildin' trust from a distance I think we should rule out commitment for now 'Cause we're fallin' apart Leavin' You're just doing that to get even Don't pick up the pieces just leave it for now They keep fallin' apart Um trying to think of the right thing to say Hello Yeah I just walked in Yeah I'm good You still working Tonight Right now Did I go out I went to a couple of clubs I never went to bed shit You said something about a cold drink I don't know I'm delirious Cups of the rose Bitches in my old phone I should call one and go home I've been in this club too long The woman that I would try Is happy with a good guy But I've been drinkin' so much That I'ma call her anyway and say Fuck that nigga that you love so bad I know you still think about the times we had I say fuck that nigga that you think you found And since you picked up I know he's not around I'm just sayin' you could do better Tell me have you heard that lately I'm just sayin' you could do better And I'll start hatin' only if you make me All my people been here I see all of her friends here Guess she don't have the time to kick it no more Flights in the morning What you doin' that's so important I've been drinkin' so much That I'ma call you anyway and say I think I'm addicted to naked pictures And sitting talking 'bout bitches that we almost had I don't think I'm conscious of makin' monsters Outta the women I sponsor 'til it all goes bad But shit it's all good We threw a party yeah we threw a party Bitches came over yeah we threw a party I was just calling 'cause they were just leavin' Talk to me please don't have much to believe in I need you right now are you down to listen to me Too many drinks have been given to me I got some women that's livin' off me Paid for their flights and hotels I'm ashamed Bet that you know them I won't say no names After a while girl they all seem the same I've had sex four times this week I'll explain Havin' a hard time adjustin' to fame Sprite in that mixture I've been talkin' crazy girl I'm lucky that you picked up Lucky that you stayed on I need someone to put this weight on You're not gonna come Guess I'm 'bout to just kick it here then Just throw up while I hold your hair back I hope no one heard that 'Cause if they did we gonna be in some trouble We gonna be in some trouble I wanna know who mothafuckin' representin' in here tonight Hold on hold on I keep lettin' you back in How can I explain myself There for me there for me said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me you said you'd die for me Give to me give to me why won't you live for me Everybody get your mothafuckin' roll on I know shorty and she doesn't want no slow song Had a man last year life goes on Haven't let that thing loose girl in so long You've been inside know you like to lay low I've been peepin' what you bringin' to the table Workin' hard girl everything paid for First-last phone bill car note cable With your phone out gotta hit them angles With your phone out snappin' like you Fabo And you showin' off but it's alright Care for me care for me you said you'd care for me There for me there for me said you'd be there for me Cry for me cry for me you said you'd die for me Give to me give to me why won't you live for me That's a real one in your reflection Without a follow without a mention You really pipin' up on these niggas You gotta be nice for what to these niggas I understand you got a hunnid bands You got a baby Benz you got some bad friends High school pics you was even bad then You ain't stressin' off no lover in the past tense You already had them Work at 8 A.M. finish 'round five Hoes talk down you don't see 'em outside Yeah they don't really be the same offline You know dark days you know hard times Doin' overtime for the last month Saturday call the girls get 'em gassed up Gotta hit the club gotta make that ass jump Gotta hit the club like you hit them mothafuckin' angles With your phone out snappin' like you Fabo And you showin' off but it's alright It's a short life I think I killed everybody In the game last year man fuck it I was on though And I thought I found the girl of my dreams At a strip club fuck it I was wrong though Shout out to all my niggas living tax free Nowadays it's six figures when they tax me Oh well I guess you lose some and win some Long as the outcome is income You know I want it all and then some Shout out to Asian girls let the lights dim some Shots came I don't know where they was sent from Probably some bad hoes I'm 'bout to take the hint from Yeah you know me well nigga I mean you ain't the only real nigga They got me on these white women like Seal nigga Slave to the pussy but I'm just playing the field nigga Are these people really discussing my career again Asking if I'll be going platinum in a year again Don't I got the shit the world wanna hear again Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in Man all of your flows bore me paint drying And I don't ever be trippin off of what ain't mine And I be hearing the shit you say through the grapevine But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time Yeah it's been that way from the beginning I just been playing I ain't even notice I was winning And this is the only sound you should fear Man these kids wear crowns over here and everything is all right Oh I know I know you don't love me baby They're trying to take you away from me Only over my dead body You say I'm old news well who the new star 'Cause if I'm going anywhere it's probably too far Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the States Used half of the money to beat my brother's case Red wine over Fed time And shout out to the niggas that's doing dead time Shout out to the bitches there when it's bedtime And fuck you to the niggas that think it's their time Yeah don't make me take your life apart boy You and whoever the fuck gave you your start boy Oh you wanna be a motherfucking funny guy Don't make me break your Kevin Hart boy Yeah it's whatever You know feeling good living better I think maybe I was numb to it last year But you know I feel it now more than ever My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay Second album I'm back paving the way The backpackers are back on the bandwagon Like this was my comeback season back in the day And I met your baby moms last night We took a picture together I hope she frames it And I was drinking at the Palms last night And ended up losing everything that I came with Feel like I've been here before huh I still got ten years to go huh And this is the only sound you should fear Man these kids wear crowns over here and everything is all right Oh I know I know you don't love me baby They're trying to take you away from me Only over my dead body Three in the morning still going down Worst Mothafucka never loved us Fucka never loved us You ain't know now you know now Still at it scrub J's with a toothbrush Shit Niggas still playing my old shit But your shit is like the police askin' us questions Nigga we don't know shit Flexin' Nigga I'm just flexin' Nigga never loved us Do it look like we stressin' Look at you look at you and look at you Aww I'm glad that they chose us 'Cause man it's a mission tryna fight to the finish Just to see am I finished On my worst behavior no They used to never want to hear us Remember Mothafucka never loved us I'm on my worst behavior Don't you ever get it fucked up Mothafuckas never loved us Man mothafuckas never loved us Worst behavior Mothafuckas never loved us Fucka never loved us Worst behavior Hold up hold my phone Mothafuckas never loved us Fucka never loved us Now you want to roll one Mothafucka never loved us So everywhere we go now full cup Always hated the boy but now the boy is the man Mothafucka I done grown up You know me You know me I'm liable to do anything When it comes to that you owe me You owe me you owe me Bitch you better have my money When I come for that shit like O.D.B Who's hot who not Tell me who rock who sell out in stores You tell me who flop who copped the new drop whose jewels got rocks Who else making rap albums doing numbers like it's pop Same old pimp Drake you know ain't nothin' changed With these funny style niggas we done put on in the game I just ask for some blessings at my grandmother's grave Then it's back to L.A. open the mail starin' at the check Enough to make you throw up man it's gross what I net I'm with my whole set tennis matches at the crib I swear I could beat Serena when she playin' with her left Oh where I reside it look like a resort inside Nigga where your shit from I imported mine Bar mitzvah money like my last name Mordecai Fuck you bitch I'm more than high My momma probably hear that and be mortified This ain't the son you raised who used to take the Acura 5 a.m. then go and shoot Degrassi up on Morningside For all the stuntin' I'll forever be immortalized Yeah back and forth across the borderline Hate to leave the city but I've got to do the overtime Gone all the time even the important times I should let you know ahead I'm comin' back on my worst behavior Hold up hold my phone they used to never want to hear us Remember Mothafucka never loved us Remember Mothafucka remember Worst behavior I don't know why they been lyin' But your shit is not that inspirin' Bank account statements just look like I'm ready for early retirement Fuck any nigga that's talking that shit just to get a reaction Fuck going platinum I looked at my wrist and it's already platinum I am the kid with the motor mouth I am the one you should worry 'bout I don't know who you're referring to Who is this nigga you heard about Someone just talking that bullshit Man someone just gave you the run-around Niggas downplayin' the money But that's what you do when the money down I don't waste time puttin' money down I just go straight to who got it and buy it in cash Pussy so good that you gotta come see me on tour And you gotta fly in first class This has been years in the makin' It's all for the city they know I come right every summer Cash Money Records forever I'm always big timin' Bitch I came up right under Stunna you know it Jealousy in the air tonight I could tell I will never understand that but oh well Been ready it's real I don't know 'bout you She just want to smoke and fuck Girl that's all that we do Okay now you're talkin' my language Now you're talkin' my language I'm 'bout to roll one and light it And fuck it man no one's invited I got to kill off the weak shit That's got all you niggas excited I can't even listen you wildin' I'd much rather sit here in silence I send all my money to banks in the islands And eat with Italians I do People are funny you don't even know 'Bout the shit that I been through I just want some head in a comfortable bed It could all be so simple Talkin' that shit with you back to me Just know it always get back to me Come get your girl she been here for three days And she way too attached to me Hate when they get too attached to me I got to get on the bus and get back on the road Get what I can out the country And then I just get on the jet and go back to the cold Can't even drive with the top off I been workin' so hard on the album I missed the whole summer I just might bring in some girls from Miami To heat up the city and that's word to Stunna you know it Jealousy in the air tonight I could tell I will never understand that but oh well Been ready it's real I don't know 'bout you She just want to smoke and fuck Famous and dangerous you understand me Showtime headlines big time Sunshine tote 9's bust mines Flatline hard grind high life Stay fly it's jet time Every time you see a nigga Swag on head to feet nigga I just might bring in some girls from Miami To heat up the city and that's word to Stunna you know it Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby droolin' over you The things you do These days I'm lettin' God handle all things above me The things I can't change are the reasons you love me Listen you can hear them callin' my name I'm all over the place I can't sit in one place I'm not ashamed at all Still findin' myself let alone a soulmate I'm just sayin' Feel like we one and the same our relationship changed That or it never existed Whenever they say somethin' bout us you listen But fuck what they talkin' about on your timeline That's cuttin' all into my time with you Fuck what they talkin' about on your timeline That's cuttin' all into my time with you My time with you my Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby droolin' over you The things you do She said you're my everything I love you through everything I done did everything to her She forgave me for everything this a forever thing Hate that I treat it like it's a whatever thing Trust me girl this shit is everything to me She from the jungle she from the jungle I take somebody else's car drive there undercover This shit is everything to me this shit is everything Don't know where we stand I used to hit you 'bout everything Are we still good Are we still good If I need to talk are you around Are you down for the 'cause Are you down Are you down Are you down Are you down for the 'cause Are you down Are you down Are you down Are you down for the 'cause You still down You still down You still down Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby droolin' over you The things you do Yeah these days these new girls they got me nervous They go to school and do bottle service They can't decide they keep switchin' majors Being indecisive makes me anxious Call your number and it's out of service Who can I call for your information What am I supposed to do after we done everything that we've done Who is your replacement Are we still good Are we still good Rock me real slowly I'm just like a baby droolin' over you Rock me real slowly Rock put a bib on me Looking for revenge All summer sixteen Playing dirty not clean Out in front of Four Seasons Looking like a damn football team All in the same thing All repping one thing Looking for revenge To do what you couldn't do Tell Obama that my verses are just like the whips that he in They bulletproof Minus twenty we in Pitfield That Kai's kitchen in a Canada Goose Famous as fuck but I'm still in the cut when they round up the troops I'm just a sicko a real sicko when you get to know me nigga I let the diss record drop you was staying right below me nigga We must have played it a hundred times you was going to bed Why would I put on a vest I expect you to aim for the head I coulda killed you the first time You don't have to try and say it louder nigga Trust we heard you the first time It's nothing personal I would have done it to anyone And I blame where I came from And I blame all my day ones You know Chubbs like Draymond You better off not saying nothing Them boys they a handful Then I hit 'em with the Hotline Chris Breezy with the dance moves Ave Boy with the dance moves Jimi Hendrix with the solo Those are strings that you can't pull Yeah and I could really dish it out Come and get it from the source Fuck with all the word of mouth Golden State running practice at my house Nigga what am I about You gon' really feel it now All you boys in the new Toronto want to be me a little All your exes know I like my O's with a V in the middle You would love it if I went away or didn't say nothing else How am I keeping it real by keeping this shit to myself Had us fooled for a minute there now we done all grown up But I'm better off anyway y'all never gon' finish Drake Say you seeing about it when you see me man y'all never home anyway Thought of things that you should have said things that you shouldn't say We even gave y'all the whole money play and y'all broke to this day I used to wanna be on Roc-A-Fella then I turned into Jay Now I got a house in LA now I got a bigger pool than Ye And look man Ye's pool is nice mine's just bigger's what I'm saying I'm that nigga's what I'm saying Getting things done around here How you let me run it down here I'm not even from around here As soons as I'm back in the city they throw a parade I might get a key to the city and give it to Wayne Or give it to one of the young boys to carry the wave Yeah so trust me they'll be out here They don't want us to have a bigger pool than Kanye Look I know girls love Beyonce Girls love to fuck with your conscience Girls hate when niggas go missing And shawty you ain't no different These days it's hard to meet women Feel like my love life is finished I've been avoiding commitment That's why I'm in this position I'm scared to let somebody in on this You know how this shit go You got your fair share of admirers that call your phone You try to act like it's just me but I am not alone But if you're alone then say my name say my name Say my name say my name 'cause those other men are practice And this ain't no time for actin' And this ain't no time for games And this ain't no time for uncertainty And this ain't no time for locking your phone and not coming home And startin' some shit when I'm in the zone This is why I've been saying No new friends no no no You know how this shit goes This is not four years ago Time escapes me Now forget how it felt when this shit move slow I come through in whips that make a young boy take the long way home Where we learn these values I do not know what to tell you I'm just trying to find a reason not to go out every evening I need someone that'll help me think of someone besides myself I need someone I leave through the front door with 'Cause we don't wanna hide no more Plus you're not shy no more Neither of us wanna play the side no more No I'm not alone Even though nothing was the same Let me get your ass alone Let me make you say my name Stuck in the house need to get out more I've been stackin' up like I'm fundraising Most people in my position get complacent Wanna come places with star girls and they end up on them front pages I'm quiet with it I just ride with it Moment I stop having fun with it I'll be done with it I'm the only one that's putting shots up And like a potluck you need to come with it Don't run from it like H-Town in the summertime I keep it hundred Met a lot of girls in my times there word to Paul Wall not one fronted I was birthed there in my first year man I know that place like I come from it These days I could probably pack it for like twenty nights if I go in there Back rub from my main thing I've been stressed out Talkin' to her like back then they didn't want me I'm blessed now Talkin' to her like this drop bet a million copies get pressed out Someone go tell Noel to get the Backwoods Money got my whole family going backwards No dinners no holidays no nothin' There's issues at hand that we're not discussin' I did not sign up for this My uncle used to have all these things on his bucket list Listen man you can still do what you wanna do you gotta trust that shit Heard once that in dire times when you need a sign that's when they appear Guess since my text message didn't resonate I'll just say it here Hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment telling herself That she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit like that's true shit And all my family from the M-Town that I've been 'round started treating me like I'm him now Like we don't know each other we ain't grow together we just friends now Shit got me feeling pinned down pick the pen up or put the pen down I'm writing to you from a distance like a pen pal but we've been down There's no need for us to rush it through Don't give up on your hopes And you tell me somethin's gone wrong 'Cause I'm such a dreamer a believer in a sense Well if it's all a dream Then I'm on fire feels like I'm on fire Tell me when I'm lyin' tell me when I'm tryin' I can see it in your eyes you're angry Regret got shit on what you're feelin' now Mad 'cause he ain't like me Oh you mad 'cause nobody ever did it like me All the care I would take All the love that we made Now you're trying to find somebody to replace what I gave to you It's a shame you didn't keep it Alisha Catya I know that you gon' hear this I'm the man yeah I said it Bitch I'm the man don't you forget it The way you walk that's me The way you've got your hair up did you forget that's me And the voice in your speaker right now that's me That's me and the voice in your ear That's me can't you see That I made it Yeah I made it First I made you who you are and then I made it And you're wasted with your latest Yeah I'm the reason why you always getting faded Ok look I'm honest yea Girl I can't lie I miss you You and the music were the only things that I'd commit to I never cheated for the record back when I was with you But you believed in everything but me girl I don't get you I really wish she had a different way of viewing things I think the city that we're from just kinda ruined things It's such a small place not much to do but talk and listen The men are jealous and the women all in competition And all your friends telling you stories that you often misinterpret And taint all the images of your Mr. Perfect I could tell that you been crying all night drinking all summer Prayin' for your happiness hope that you recover This is one I know you hated when you heard it And it's worse because you know that I deserve it Take a shot for me May your neighbors respect you Trouble neglect you Angels protect you And heaven accept you When I pull up on a nigga tell that nigga back I'm too good with these words watch a nigga backtrack If I die all I know is I'm a mothafuckin' legend It's too late for my city I'm the youngest nigga reppin' I'm up first I'm on tour got a girl she from the South Used to work used to dance in Texas now she clean the house Everyday I was strugglin' to learn what life's about On my way money taught me Spanish make it andale Way up north packed in Honda cars They don't know who we are Fuck 'em all they only pussy niggas shootin' at the star Right or wrong I'ma write my wrongs They can't live this long You don't know where you're gonna go I got this shit mapped out strong When I pull up on a nigga tell that nigga back I'm too good with these words watch a nigga backtrack All I know if I die I'm a mothafuckin' legend It's too late for my city I'm the youngest nigga reppin' Oh my God oh my God If I die I'm a legend Oh my God oh my God If I die I'm a legend Why do I feel like the only one Why do I feel like you owe me one Yeah you know wassup They been off for a minute now You know they all sentimental now You know they all actin' different now Seen too much it's so hard for me to let new people in I can't change this shit set in stone They can't live this long You don't know where you're gonna go I got this shit mapped out strong When I pull up on a nigga tell that nigga back I'm too good with these words watch a nigga backtrack All I know if I die I'm a mothafuckin' legend It's too late for my city I'm the youngest nigga reppin' Oh my God oh my God If I die I'm a legend Oh my God oh my God If I die I'm a legend I'm the one Always felt like my vision been bigger Than the bigger picture Crazy how you gotta wait until it's dark out To see who really with you Crazy how even when it miss you Shit'll come back around and get you Crazy like all my niggas crazy like all my niggas Remember I deleted all my other girls' numbers Out the phone for you Remember when you had to take the bar exam I drove in the snow for you You probably don't remember half the shit a nigga did for you Yeah you ain't really fuck with me way back then girl But how 'bout now 'Cause I'm up right now and you stuck right now Oh you thought you had it all figured out back then But how 'bout now 'Cause I'm up right now and you stuck right now yeah You thought the little effort that you put in was enough girl My heart belongs to you Yeah always been daddy's little angel I bought your dad a bunch of shit for Christmas He ain't even say thank you I had no money left from actin' I was focused on the music I used to always try and burn you CDs of my new shit Then ask if we could listen to Ludacris Them car rides made me feel like I was losin' it Yeah made me feel I ain't have it like that Or I was average like that Started drinkin' way more than I used to People form habits like that girl Yeah man enough to tell you I was hurt that year I'm not even Christian I still went to church that year Guess I just had to pretend that year I ain't even see my friends that year Places that I should've been My hearts belongs to you Whatever you need there's nothin' I won't do Murda on the beat so it's not nice Yeah my side girl got an iPhone with the screen cracked Still hit me back right away better not never hesitate Don't come around thinkin' you gettin' saved Tryna show the dogs brighter days Got a torch tryna light the way Bitin' everybody which is ironic 'Cause your next album probably won't ever see the light of day Had fans but you let 'em down But I guess that's how you niggas gettin' down I could never have a kid then be out here still kiddin' round Boys playin' around where you really wanna take it now And I gave it to the killas just to break it down Bring us up I never take us down But if you bring me up then they might take you down Fake fucked with me back then But it's gettin' hard for you to fake it now Fuck being rich when I'm forty man I'm tryna make it now Quavo young nigga I invented you Ike Turner with the left hand Griselda Blanco with the trap moves Gangland with the right hand Undertaker with the tattoos Never listen to the class rules Switch it up they bit the last move I'm a magnet for bad bitches You got the goin' out sad bitches I spent a fifty on the chain You spent your last fifty I got the keys to the streets You got the key to defeat I got the keys to the warzone You got the key to the peace We gon' go live we gon' go live yep Gettin' loose off the Henny 'Roc and a hint of Goose Ocean deep in my swimmin' pool Throwin' Dead Prez in my livin' room Takin' shots feelin' bulletproof Out in Portland tryna get in her organs No I did not sign with Jay But I still send a Tidal wave Yeah I might just go get the fade Buy the drug and just tie the waves Yeah it's lit at the crib you could stay Me and Drake kick like Kid N' Play The way that she servin' that cake I gotta sit back and digest I guess for the fuck-shit I'm biased I mix double the cup when I stress Got my momma out the basement That's a different type of face lift Free Max B out the bracelets Don't hit us askin' what the wave is Yours You're still the one that I adore Ain't much out there to have feelings for Guess whose it is Guess whose it is Guess whose it is Guess whose it is Yours A few bottles on the table a few waters It ain't a secret baby everybody saw us Guess whose it is It's yours Next time we fuck I don't wanna fuck I wanna make love Next time we talk I don't wanna just talk I wanna trust Next time I stand tall I wanna be standin' for you And next time I spend I want it all to be for you Peakin' I'm peakin' Niggas talk more than bitches these days Who could get the pussy quicker these days Still straight with the weed and the liquor these days 'Cause the new drugs got the kids trippin' these days Bunch of journalists been searchin' for a story My ex-girl been searchin' for a sorry Couple bitches tryna have me on the Maury Like nigga it's yours you should be supportin' But where you been at On tour gettin' money Y'all don't even really check for me You ain't even hit me when that nigga had threats for me girl You don't love me you just say that shit to get to me girl 'Cause you got the Batphone and my workline you should call When the last time you did somethin' for the first time You done it all I swear to God niggas talk more than bitches these days Got you thinkin' that I'm different these days Broken telephone for every single conversation By the time it gets to you shit switches these days It's yours it's yours it's yours it's it's always gonna be yours And I'm never on a waste ting shorty I do it how you say you want it Them girls they just wanna take my money They don't want me to give you nothing They don't want you to have nothing They don't wanna see me find your lovin' They don't wanna see me Smiling back when they pree Gyal a tear off mi garments And a bawl fi come inna mi apartment Di gyal them want di length and strength Action speak louder than argument well But you can't just diss and come tell man sorry You can't listen to me talk and go tell my story nah It don't work like that when you love somebody My old flex is my new flex now and we're workin' on it yeah And that's why I need All the energy that you bring to me My last girl would tear me apart But she'd never wanna split a ting with me I tell 'em they belong to me that goes on for forever And I think we just get closer when we not together You tell me that I'm confusin' More immature than Marques Houston Cuts too deep for a band-aid solution We too deep in this thing you'll never lose me Heard a lot about me before we started off I know you heard that my girl is sponsored by Audemars That's why she always correctin' me when my time is off And my house is the definition Of alcohol and weed addiction You got a different vision You wanna walk around naked in the kitchen Without runnin' into one of my niggas That's not the way we livin' Too much goin' on it's just not realistic These days I don't talk 'bout them days like I miss 'em And you shouldn't miss 'em either we different people But every time we speakin' I wanna know how much time you spent on them paragraphs Where you're getting me All that grey in our conversation history you Playin' mind games when you sayin' things Playin' mime games we both doin' the same thing Slide on a late night You like to slide on a late night That's that shit that I don't like We both slide on a late night Do things in our off time Made some mistakes pon road Yeah how's that for real You toyin' with it like Happy Meal 3 dots you thinkin' of a reaction still While you're typin' make sure you tell me Yeah remember you was livin' at The London for a month We was still a secret couldn't come in through the front Girl I had your back when all you used to do was front That's for sure though I made a career off reminiscin' Time got a funny way of tickin' things are so much different I'll admit it I've admitted to a lot of things Act like you know it fuck them stories fuck the shade they throwin' Understand I got responsibilities to people that I need And on my way to make this dough A lot of niggas cut the check so they can take this flow Tryna give your ass the world You runnin' your fingers through my curls You knew me when the kid had waves But that's enough of that You could never say I came up and forgot about your ass And that's some real shit Tat on my ribs like I do not know what permanent is They want me gone wait for the kicker Bury me now and I only get bigger That's word to my nigga Yeah October Firm in the cut Stay at the top like I'm stuck That's just how I'm givin' it up She wanna get married tonight But I can't take a knee 'cause I'm wearin' all white Me and my broski are twins but we don't look alike I don't take naps Me and the money are way too attached to go and do that That and the spliff put me right on my back I gotta unpack I could go make enough money off that and not even rap Contract max I gotta bring that shit back Tat on my ribs like I do not know what permanent is They want me gone out of the picture Bury me now and I only get bigger I'm so hot yeah I'm so right now Who's not gang bitch Let me find out Keep hearin' clicks when I'm talkin' on the iPhone Feds in the city hate to see us on a high note I switch flow like I switch time zone Can't get Nobu but you can get Milestone I gotta do mansion 'cause I outgrew condo Gotta do Maybach she wanna fuck on the drive home Yeah met her once and I got through I'm never washed but I'm not new I know I said top five but I'm top two And I'm not two and I got one Thought you had one but it's not one nigga nah Tat on my ribs like I do not know what permanent is They want me gone wait for the kicker Bury me now and I only get bigger I just love when I'm with you yeah this shit is on ten We used to be friends girl and even back then You would look at me with no hesitation and you'd tell me baby it's yours Nobody else's yeah this shit belong to nobody it's yours What made me think about the game girl And how I switched it up with a new thing Young nigga came through on his Wu-Tang And nowadays when I ask about who got it they say it's yours Nobody else's yeah this shit belong to nobody it's yours It's yours it's yours it's yours that's for sure that's for sure How you feel about comin' home with a nigga for the night If you nervous hit the lights I know we only fuckin' out of spite 'Cause your man don't do you right do you right I could fuck you so good Then I hit you with the 9 a.m. in Dallas who you like baby who you like Machine gun raps for all my niggas in the back Stadium packed just glad to see the city on the map I just gave the city life it ain't about who did it first It's 'bout who did it right niggas looking like Preach Open cases on me for a half a million each I find peace knowing that it's harder in the streets I know Luckily I didn't have to grow there I would only go there 'cause niggas that I know there I don't know what's getting into me I just like the rush When you see your enemy somewhere in the club and you realize He just not in a position to reciprocate your energy You ain't ever worried 'cause he's not who he pretends to be People like Mazin who was a best friend to me Start to become a distant memory things change in that life And this life started lacking synergy And fuckin' with me mentally I think it's meant to be Paranoid always rolling with my mothafuckin' boys But you gotta understand when it's yours They don't really leave your ass with a mothafuckin' choice man I just love when I'm with you yeah this shit is on ten We used to be friends girl and even back then You would look at me with no hesitation and you'd tell me baby it's yours Nobody else's yeah this shit belong to nobody it's yours Nobody else's yeah this shit belong to nobody and that What made me think about the game girl And how I switched it up with a new thing Young nigga came through on his Wu-Tang And nowadays when I ask about who got it they say it's yours Nobody else's yeah this shit belong to nobody it's yours It's yours it's yours it's yours that's for sure that's for sure I might be too strung out on compliments Overdosed on confidence Started not to give a fuck and stopped fearin' the consequence Drinkin' every night because we drink to my accomplishments Faded way too long I'm floatin' in and out of consciousness And they sayin' I'm back I'd agree with that I just take my time with all this shit I still believe in that I had someone tell me I fell off ooh I needed that And they want to see me pick back up well where'd I leave it at I know I exaggerated things now I got it like that Tuck my napkin in my shirt 'cause I'm just mobbin' like that You know good and well that you don't want a problem like that You gon' make someone around me catch a body like that No don't do it please don't do it 'Cause one of us goes in and we all go through it And Drizzy got the money so Drizzy gonna pay it Those my brothers I ain't even gotta say it That's just something they know Money over everything Money on my mind Then she wanna ask when it got so empty Tell her I apologize happened over time She says they miss the old Drake girl don't tempt me If they don't get it they'll be over you That new shit that you got is overdue You better do what you supposed to do Why I gotta be all that But still I can't deny the fact that it's true Listening to you expressin' all them feelings Soap opera rappers all these niggas sound like All My Children And that's who you thinkin' is about to come and make a killin' I guess it really is just me myself and all my millions You know that they ain't even got it like that You gon' hype me up and make me catch a body like that 'Cause I live for this it isn't just a hobby like that When they get my shit and play it I ain't even gotta say it they know I heard once that they would rather hear about memories than enemies Rather hear what was or will be than what is Rather hear how you got it over how much it cost you Rather hear about findin' yourself than how you lost you Rather you make this an open letter About family and struggle and it takin' forever About hearts that you've broken and ties that you've severed No doubt in my mind that'll make them feel better When a good thing goes bad it's not the end of the world It's just the end of a world that you had with one girl And she's the reason it happened but she's overreacting And it's all because she don't want things to change But I need someone different You know it oh ho you know it Oh ho you know it we both know it I need someone different You know it oh ho you know it Oh ho you know it we both know it Something's been missing You know it oh ho she knows it Oh ho I know it we all know it I need someone different We live in a generation of not being in love and not being together But we sure make it feel like we're together Because we're scared to see each other with somebody else But I need someone different You know it oh ho you know it Oh ho you know it we both know it I need someone different You know it oh ho you know it Oh ho you know it we both know it Something's been missing You know it oh ho she knows it Oh ho I know it we all know it I need someone different They throwin' dirt on my old name Only gets worse when you know things You don't see the perks of this whole thing But you get real on a pill and I like it You just like my sidekick I just wanna wife Fulfill all your desires Keep you in the front never in the back And never on the side yeah You a real ass woman and I like it I don't wanna fight it Look you know I'm a rider nothin' left to hide Your other nigga tired Talk about you like you never leave his side But I don't really buy it Me I'm movin' quiet all the things we're tryin' Let's just keep it private Tell me should I cut these other girls right out of my life 'Cause we never decided Tell me how you feel inside You a real ass woman and I like it yeah Dedicate to you I need you inspired I need you excited I don't wanna fight it Yeah I figure out you you figure out me We both a different breed I'm followin' your lead I ask you what you need I mean you say that like it's easy You never believe me Told you I got Zs for these other girls sleepin' on 'em Girl I'm sleepy and sometimes I'm so indecisive But you a real ass woman and I like it I don't wanna fight it This song's for you Take your nose off my keyboard What you bothering me for There's a room full of niggas What you following me for This ain't no fucking sing-along So girl what you singing for It's 'cause we blowing like plastic Got my whole crew blowing like a car-bomb Twenty keep the bar rolling Fake ID's in the trash we going Straight to the top rooftop glows With a hand full of girls and they all so foreign Brain so poisoned rainbows flowing Light-skinned chick first flight from Poland A whole lotta friends first flight from Poland A whole lotta cash coming straight from Poland why 'Cause Smoking weed under star projectors I guess we'll never know what Harvard gets us But seeing my family have it all Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall And really I think I like who I'm becoming There's times where I might do it just to do it like it's nothing There's times when I might blow like fifty grands on a vacation For all my soldiers just to see the looks on all they faces All it took was patience I got a lotta friends to come up off the strip for me The same ones that'll come up off the hip for me The realest niggas say your lyrics do shit for me I told my story and made history Tell them I'mma need reservations for twenty I've never really been one for the preservation of money nah Much rather spend it all while I'm breathing It's like nine eleven in your basement And I'm in love with Nebby And I still love her but it fell through because I wasn't ready And your back hurt and your neck hurt And you smoking heavy And I sit next to you and I lecture you Because those are deadly And then you ash it and we argue About spending money on bullshit And you tell me I'm just like my father My one button you push it Fuck you I hate you I'll move out in a heartbeat And I leave out and you call me you tell me that you sorry You love me and I love you And your heart hurts mine does too And it's just words and they cut deep But it's our world it's just us two I see painkillers on the kitchen counter I hate to see it all hurt so bad But maybe I wouldn't have worked this hard If you were healthy and it weren't so bad Uh maybe I should walk up the street And try and get a job at the bank 'Cause leave it up to me J and Neeks We'll probably end up robbing the bank Then Wayne calls up my phone Conversation wasn't that long Gets me a flight to Houston in the morning Oh it's my time yeah it's on He's thinking of signing me I come home We make a mixtape with seventeen songs And almost get a Grammy off of that thing They love your son-man that boy gone You get the operation you dreamed of And I finally send you to Rome I get to make good on my promise It all worked out girl we should have known 'Cause you deserve it Is this shit real Should I pinch you After all the things that we been through I got you Look what you've done look what you've done Look what you've done for me now You knew that I was gonna be something When you're stressed out and you need something I got you Look what you've done look what you've done I'm in love with Jade And I'm still in love 'cus when it's that real Is when it doesn't fade And my father living in Memphis now he can't come this way Over some minor charges and child support That just wasn't paid damn Boo-hoo sad story-black American dad story Know that I'm your sister's kid But it still don't explain the love that you have for me I remember sneaking in your pool after school dances Damn your house felt like the Hamptons For all of my summer romances I never really had no one like you man this all new shit Made the world I know bigger Changed the way that I viewed it Had all this fighting going on at the crib You would calm me down when I lose it Told you I think I'm done acting I'm more in touch with the music You said either way I'll be a star I could go so far Talked to me you got to me Then you'd toss the keys and loan me your car Yeah just a young kid in a drop top Lexus hopin' that I don't get arrested Just another kid that's going through life So worried that I won't be accepted But I could do anything you said that and you meant that You took me places you spent that They said no we went back Checks bounced but we bounced back I put all the money in your accounts back And I thank you I don't know where I'd really be without that it worked out Man you deserve it Is this shit real Should I pinch you After all the things that we been through I got you Look what you've done look what you've done Look what you've done for me now You knew that I was gonna be something When you're stressed out and you need something I got you Look what you've done look what you've done We had the type of nights where mornin' comes too soon And nothin' was the same Watch me goin' out of the way When I should have went home Only time of the day I get to spend on my own I was trippin' off how I used to sleep at ya crib Should drive by right where you live and pick you up on the way We ain't spoke in so long prolly put me in the past I can still get you wet and I can still make you laugh You should call into work if that ain't too much to ask I could pour you up a drink and we can burn somethin' Last night I brought death of auto-tune to the studio They already had a stage and a booty pole Its supposed to be a lot of hard workin' goin' on But who the fuck can focus with this twerkin' goin' on Someone put a order in for a chicken Told my girl to order in I need the kitchen Yeah they know I got the hook-up they just wait on me to cook up Baby I heat up the stove you do the dishes ya know Rap game crack game ain't that different ya know Last album had it boomin' somethin' vicious ya know And ya know I need ya back in my life Girl ya know ya got that noila got that thing that I like Girl you got that thing for real When I was on a mission to make it Who used to sleep on the floor with you when you lived in the basement Who else got all the things you need at 4am when it's late I always pour you up a drink and let you burn somethin' Come thru come thru come thru come thru Girl you know we got things to do So get your ass in that car and come thru Know ya got that thing that I like Know ya know ya got that thing that I like Come thru come thru come thru come thru Girl you know we got things to do So get your ass in that car and come thru Why has it been so long Why has it been so long Why has it been Why has it been Who you been crying to Who you been flying to Whose bed are you sleeping in Someone's been hiding you Where have you been You deserve rounds tonight come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight Come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight Rounds tonight oh come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight Come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight Isn't it amazing how you talk all this shit and we still lack communication How beautiful our kids would be girl I don't need convincing How every conversation starts with this time will be different Oh the idea is so fun every time At least we try for home run every time Swanging eyes closed just swanging Same city same friends if you're looking for me Same city same friends if you're looking I'll be here just swanging Don't talk to me like I'm famous And don't assume 'cause I don't respect assumptions bae I'm just tryna connect with somethin' baby She just wanna run around the city and make memories That she can barely remember And I'd allow her talk about pussy power She just wanna run over my feelings Like she drinking and driving in an eighteen wheeler And I'd allow her talk about pussy power You can be whoever you want even yourself Yeah I show up knowin' exactly who I was and never leave as myself But when it falls apart I'm always still down To pick a million tiny little pieces off the ground Wish you would learn to love people and use things And not the other way around Swanging eyes closed just swanging Same city same friends if you're looking for me I'll be here just swanging Don't talk to me like I'm famous And don't assume 'cause I don't respect assumptions bae I'm just tryna connect with somethin' baby I'll be here just swanging I remember when my schedule was as flexible as she is She call and tell me be here before the sun up I be dressed before we hung up And exit at Markham road in the east end Where all the pretty girls are sleeping My license been expired I renew it after the weekend Fuck I know I said that shit the last 7 weekends Girl I guess procrastination is my weakness I hate stoppin' for gas this late 'Cause there's niggas creepin and not like how we're creepin' Summer is comin' know you could feel it Twenty on pump whatever I ain't got enough to fill it Won't knock on your door You drive my whip like it's yours I got the pedal to the floor I'm on my motherfuckin' way swangin' Don't fall asleep on me hang in there I'll be there just swangin' I treat you good girl like you're famous I know I'm late it's always the same shit But don't fall asleep on me hang in there I'm on the road right now swangin girl Is it the strength of your feelings Overthrowing your pain You'll see new heights you'll be reaching And is it today that you will find your new release And in your wake ripple your sweet fate And more chune for your headtop So watch how you speak on my name you know Yeah I couldn't get a bill paid You couldn't buy the real thing I was stayin' up at yo' place Tryin' to figure out the whole thing I saw people doin' things Almost gave up on the music thing But we all so spoiled now More life more everything Must have never had your phone tapped All that yappin' on the phone shit You must really love the road life All that never comin' home shit Hidden Hills where I post I start my day slow Silk pajamas when I wake though Miraval to the face though I drunk text J-Lo Old number so it bounce back Used to get paid for shows in front-door money Five ten twenties hand sanitize after you count that Me and Gibbo was about that Eatin' Applebee's and Outback Southwest no first class Hilton rooms gotta double up Writin' our name on a double cup We ain't even have a tour bus Girls wouldn't even think of recordin' me I fall asleep in sororities I had some different priorities Weezy had all the authority Women I like was ignorin' me I know the question rhetorical I took the team plane from Oracle Mama never used to cook much Bet on shots for twenty G's I brought the game to its knees Where you at I never see you Niggas moves so waste Please come outside the house and show yourself So I can say it to your face It's bound to happen man it's gotta happen now So let's just get it out the way Lot of niggas goin' bad on me Please one at a time I wanna move to Dubai So I don't never have to kick it with none of you guys I didn't listen to Hov on that old song When he told me pay it no mind I get more satisfaction outta goin' at your head And I seen a lot of you die Free smoke free smoke ayy Hidden Hills where I post yeah 'Ye already know yeah I'm the troublemaker in the neighborhood Far as troublemakin' goes yeah House party up the road yeah I'm not Kid 'n Play This kid doesn't play about the flow yeah Y'all keep playin' with your nose yeah You get high and do the most yeah How you let the kid fightin' Ghost-writin' rumors turn you to a ghost Oh you niggas got jokes Free smoke free smoke This is all God's doin' man you can't plan it But if the devil's in the details then I'm Satanic 'Bout to take over your city and you can't stand it My accountant say you sinkin' like the Titanic David Blaine last summer man you had to vanish I get the hits like somebody pitchin' underhanded Got my Spanish ting convinced that I know Spanish Really when she get to talkin' I don't understand it You ain't own it right away you had to wait on niggas Man I'm only twenty-nine have some patience with us Plus I never met nobody from my label nigga I just pop up with the music then they pay a nigga yeah Shit ain't been the same like before I still love it but I used to love it more FaceTime with my shawty on tour And she textin' purple hearts 'cause she know that we're at war Niggas keep reachin' and dissin' Can't afford mistakes not on this end Make me call my bros for assistance You gon' make me call my bros for assistance Niggas keep reachin' and dissin' Put me in a fucked-up position You gon' make me call my bros for assistance Make me call my bro Baby I'm a savage I ain't romantic When I come around these rapper niggas start to panic And they pockets goin' under like the Titanic Got some head last night and it was outstandin' They was hatin' on me then and they hatin' now She was playin' with me then but she waitin' now Used to sleep inside a den I got acres now I was fightin' niggas then but I'm sprayin' now I don't pay no mind to no sneak diss I won't spend a dime on a freak bitch Niggas takin' cheap shots on some cheap shit They the type to stand in line for some free shit Baby girl gon' suck it till her jaws locked She gon' make me put my bitch on call block We the ones poppin' we the ones shoppin' We the one droppin' niggas we the ones They the ones duckin' when them heaters come You that nigga snitchin' on your people huh Pussy niggas gettin' shot for all that reachin' huh I don't need love I'm the goat I just hit the beat and float And I'm sellin' out arenas but you puttin' on a show I been tryna change life around for everyone I know 'Cause if I don't share the wealth Then how the fuck we supposed to grow Mom's stressed there's a lot of things we need Chain smokin' in the house it's hard to breathe I used to have to hit my Ts with Febreze Jordan pull up in the TL now I'm cheese I'ma turn this TSX into a Benz soon I'ma see a lot of blessin's for my friends soon Hunnid-fifty-inch screen in my bedroom Shit ain't been the same like before They ain't even wanna look up at the score FaceTime with my shawty on tour And she textin' purple hearts 'cause she know that we're at war yuh Niggas keep reachin' and dissin' Can't afford mistakes not on this end Make me call my bros for assistance You gon' make me call my bros for assistance Put me in a fucked-up position Make me call my bros for assistance Make me call my bro don't Fuck niggas gon' be fuck niggas That's why we never give a fuck when a fuck nigga switched up I'm so sorry did you hope I was crying It was rough without you I did some charity today for the kids But I'm used to it 'cause all y'all charity cases All y'all stare in my face in hopes you could be the replacement Niggas is snitching on us without no interrogation I stay silent 'cause we at war and I'm very patient Six God is watching I just hope you're prepared to face him Wow I'm honored that you think this is staged I'm flattered man in fact I'm amazed The perfect start to the summer man this shit is a doozy This shit a twist in the movie but don't jump to conclusions You boys are getting into your feelings on me You should embrace it this could be one of our realest moments Okay the flow start to feel familiar don't it Must I remind you that Jimmy got twenty million on it Need DJ Clue to drop a bomb on it None of them want this shit more than I want it I seen it all coming knew they would push a button East egg hunting they gotta look for something Done doing favors for people 'Cause it ain't like I need the money I make off a feature I see you niggas having trouble going gold Turning into some so and so's that no one knows Come live all your dreams out at OVO We gon' make sure you get your bread and you know the ropes I get a ring and I bring it home like I'm Cory Joe No woman ever had me star struck Or was able to tell me to get my bars up Oh no we eating niggas ain't about to starve us Nah niggas ain't about to starve us I bought my niggas rollies off of Thank Me Later While these boys was stanky legging Trust me this information is vital I'm trying to take the high road I still got love for my idols I got me a deal with Apple and I still feel entitled Rumor has it there's something that only I know Rumor has it I steer the ship with my eyes closed Rumor has it I either fucked her or never could But rumor has it hasn't done you niggas any good It's sound 'til the day I die We going live to keep this shit alive Cops are killing people with they arms up And your main focus is tryna harm us And you think you about to starve us Niggas ain't about to starve us Nah I'm charged up Have you seen me I'm doing so good Every time we meet Oh I'm so sorry Fuck niggas gon' be fucked niggas That's why we never give a fuck when a fuck nigga switched up You know I kept it real It ain't too many real people out here And people be on some weak bitch ass shit all day long Industry people regular people And then when you keep it real with people they cross the line take your kindness for weakness and that's weak I'll admit it I'll admit it Watch your motherfuckin' tone boy Get hurt boy Aww here go another muhfucker that don't understand The concept of puttin' money first boy I'm 'bout to hit you with the work boy I hate comin' through stuntin' on niggas that I know Ahh that's the worst boy I'll admit it I'll admit it You haven't been the man for like a minute I told you that I'm in it for the long haul You can really get the business I'll admit it I'll admit it Rolling swishers hittin' swishes Got me feelin' like a ball hog I don't pass 'em when I get it I'll admit it I'll admit it You too worried 'bout the bitches I got one girl and she my girl and nobody else can hit it She'll admit it she'll admit it She ain't fuckin' with you niggas And just like every single other thing in my life You can have her when I'm finished I hear the talk on road is I'm the shit boy Phone call back home shit is hot up in the 6 boy Shit hot up in the 6 right now Shit hot up in the 6 boy Shit is hot up in the 6 right now Come see us and get it fixed boy Black Benz on the road boy Already had a Rolls Royce Sold a couple Bentley last week Them were my old toys I give a fuck about old boy I give a fuck about his squad boy I give a fuck about your mob boy I'm the real 6 God boy I'm about to say a true thing God damn you changed I put it on erything it's a Thing It's a OVO come through murk things I know you heard things Bitch I know you heard things Yeah I know you heard things I know you I'm not new to this Coming from the motherfucking 6 side I'm not new to this Niggas wouldn't make it on this side I'm not new to this I'm not new I'm not new Yeah I know you heard things Nobody really likes us except for us Yeah all I ever needed was the squad so that's what's up Yeah my sound got the whole city in your way right now Yeah so I don't give a fuck about what anybody sayin' right now Your heart is hard to carry after dark You're to blame for what we could have been 'Cause look at what we are Your friends are scared to tell you you went too far Funny that it's always been all about you from the start I met someone new last night and we kicked it And I'm going back there tonight And you know what's on my mind this time Going back there tonight And you know what's on my mind If you had my love And I gave you all my trust Would you comfort me And if somehow you knew That your love would be untrue Would you lie to me If you had my love And I gave you all my trust Would you comfort me And if somehow you knew That your love would be untrue Would you lie to me Out of body That's just how I feel when I'm around you shawty Last night we didn't say it But girl we both thought it Why second guess I should have stayed You say the word I'm on the way This shit feels like teenage fever I'm not scared of it she ain't either Why second guess I should have stayed 'Cause you know what's on my mind tonight If you had my love And I gave you all my trust Would you comfort me And if somehow you knew That your love would be untrue Would you lie to me If you had my love And I gave you all my trust Would you comfort me And if somehow you knew That your love would be untrue Would you lie to me Yeah slightly took a left turn there Slightly been awake for twenty-four hours so please forgive me More ideas and stuff comin' I'm wafflin' but man is tired fam Jesus Christ It's not me and you it's not me it's you You're reckless and you know it they don't love you like I do Say you're moving on well I guess that's just the motion I guess that's just the motion I don't have a fuck to give I've been moving state to state In my leather and my Timbs like it's nineteen ninety-eight And my dog Chubby Chub that's my nigga from the way On the Eastside of the city that's where everybody stay Seem like everybody calling 'cause they want me on their song It's like every time I touch it I could never do no wrong When they need a favor from your man they don't leave you alone But I guess that's just the motion yeah Then that phone doesn't ring When they got everything that's the motion Oh I guess that's just the motion Yeah looking back on it at least my pride is intact Everything that I write is either for her or about her So I'm with her even when I'm here without her and she know it The girl that I wanna save is like a danger to my health Try being with somebody that wanna be somebody else I always thought she was perfect when she was being herself Don't even know how to help but I guess that's just the motion yeah She'll probably come around Soon as I settle down that's the motion Oh I guess that's just the motion Nothing less and nothing more I hear your heart hit the floor Talking to you is not enough I guess that's just the motion I know you've been hurt by someone else I can tell by the way you carry yourself If you let me here's what I'll do I'll take care of you I've loved and I've lost I've asked about you and they told me things But my mind didn't change and I still feel the same What's a life with no fun Please don't be so ashamed I've had mine you've had yours we both know we know They won't get you like I will My only wish is I die real 'Cause that truth hurts and those lies heal And you can't sleep thinking that he lies still So you cry still tears all on the pillowcase Big girls all get a little taste Pushing me away so I give her space Dealing with a heart that I didn't break I be there for you I will care for you I keep thinking you just don't know Tryna run from that say you done with that On your face girl it just don't show When you're ready just say you're ready When all the baggage just ain't as heavy And the party's over just don't forget me We'll change the pace and we'll just go slow You won't ever have to worry you won't ever have to hide You've seen all my mistakes so look me in my eyes It's my birthday I'll get high if I want to Can't deny that I want you but I'll lie if I have to 'Cause you don't say you love me to your friends when they ask you Even though we both know that you do One time been in love one time You and all your girls in the club one time All so convinced that you're following your heart 'Cause your mind don't control what it does sometimes We all have our nights though don't be so ashamed I've had mine you've had yours we both know we know You hate being alone well you ain't the only one You hate the fact that you bought the dream and they sold you one You love your friends but somebody should've told you some To save you instead they say I know you've been hurt by someone else I can tell by the way you carry yourself If you let me here's what I'll do I'll take care of you I've loved and I've lost You my right hand you my go to Told me everything about you That's a bold move I know that you're out here And there's things you gotta go through Just know that these streets just don't love you like I do And they never will But I swear you gotta chill You wanna grip a Benz wheel And I know you can't wait You dream big and sleep late You got a lot on your plate That's why you're always working out Taking pictures of yourself You don't see anybody else And you're like oh well My past behind me like a pony tail But you my right hand you my go to Told me everything about you That's a bold move I know that you're out here And there's things you gotta go through Just know that these streets just don't love you like I do And they never will Okay I know you want the Audi I know you want to go to Maui You and all your girlfriends The ones you never bring around me 'Cause you don't trust me like your last man Did he open doors for ya Buy the things you can't afford for ya 'Cause he must have did a lot for ya I just fell back with it And now your past is behind you Like the car with the strap in it Thank god that's finished 'Cause now it's back to business Any more Henny and you're past the limit You told me 'bout the picture now you have to send it I would never put you on blast when I get it You my right hand you my go to Told me everything about you That's a bold move I know that you're out here And there's things you gotta go through Just know that these streets just don't love you like I do And they never will You my right hand you my go to Told me everything about you That's a bold move I know that you're out here And there's things you gotta go through Just know that these streets just don't love you like I do And they never will I should be downtown whipping on the way to you You got something that belongs to me Your body language says it all Despite the things you said to me Who is it that's got you all gassed up Changin' your opinion on me I was only gone for the last few months But you don't have the time to wait on me I tried with you There's more to life than sleeping in and getting high with you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didn't sit right with you And now you're tryna make me feel a way on purpose Now you're throwing it back in my face on purpose Now you're talking down on my name on purpose yeah And you don't feel no way you think I deserve it Feel a way feel a way young nigga feel a way I've stopped listenin' to things you say 'Cause you don't mean it anyway yeah Feel a way feel a way young nigga feel a way Maybe we just should have did things my way Instead of the other way I tried with you There's more to life than sleeping in and getting high with you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didn't sit right with you And now you're tryna make me feel a way on purpose Now you're throwing it back in my face on purpose Now you're talking down on my name on purpose yeah And you don't feel no way you think I deserve it I've stopped listening to things you say Feel a way feel a way young nigga feel a way I've stopped listening to things you say Comin' off the last record I'm gettin' twenty million off the record Just to off these records nigga that's a record I'm livin' like I'm out here on my last adventure Past the present when you have to mention This is nothin' for the radio but they'll still play it though 'Cause it's that new Drizzy Drake that's just the way it go Heavy airplay all day with no chorus We keep it thorough nigga rap like this for all of my borough niggas I reached the point where don't shit matter to me nigga I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach nigga Prince Akeem they throw flowers at my feet nigga I could go a hour on this beat nigga I'm just as famous as my mentor But that's still the boss don't get sent for Get hype on tracks and jump in front of a bullet you wasn't meant for 'Cause you don't really wanna hear me vent more Hot temper scary outcome Here's a reason for niggas that's hatin' without one That always let they mouth run Bench players talkin' like starters I hate it Started from the bottom now we here nigga we made it Yeah Tom Ford Tuscan Leather smellin' like a brick Degenerates but even Ellen love our shit Rich enough that I don't have to tell 'em that I'm rich Self explanatory you just here to spread the story wassup Young rebel Young Money nothin' you could tell me Paperwork takin' too long maybe they don't understand me I'll compromise if I have to I gotta stay with the family Not even talkin' to Nicki communication is breakin' I dropped the ball on some personal shit I need to embrace it I'm honest I make mistakes I'd be the second to admit it Think that's why I need her in my life to check me when I'm trippin' On a mission tryna shift the culture Tell me who dissin' I got some things that'll hit the culprit Them strep throat flows them shits to stop all of the talkin' All of the talkin' got one reply for all of your comments Fuck what you think I'm too busy that's why you leave a message Born a perfectionist guess that makes me a bit obsessive That shit I heard from you lately really relieved some pressure Like aye B I got your CD you get an E for effort I piece letters together and get to talkin' reckless Owl chains like credentials you know you see the necklace My life's a completed checklist I'm tired of hearin' 'bout who you checkin' for now Just give it time we'll see who's still around a decade from now How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro Lately I've been feelin' like Guy Pearce in Memento I just set the bar niggas fall under it like a limbo The family all that matters I'm just out here with my kinfolk Off everything my pen wrote we went from Bundy to Winslow This for shorty up on Glengrove who love when I catch my tempo I sip the Pora and listen to Cappadonna The fresh prince just had dinner with Tatyana no lie All these nineties fantasies on my mind The difference is that with mine they all come true in due time I might come through without security to check if you're fine That's just me on my solo like fuck it like YOLO Wanted to accept yourself You don't have to prove shit to no one except yourself And if you end up needin' some extra help then I could help You know back on your feet and shit Tryna get my karma up fuck the guilty and greedy shit How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro How this nigga workin' like he got a fuckin' twin though Life is soundin' crazy forty on Martin Scorsese And I wouldn't change a thing if you paid me now real nigga wassup How much time is this nigga spendin' on the intro Silence keeps cloudin' me Hand on my heart and I wish time never mattered Dissin' but got pictures with me smilin' though All the things you need you still want problems though All the things I know I still been silent though Yeah used to be at SilverCity Indigo Used to be in lunchroom playin' dominoes I don't want to have to go to funerals I gotta start sleepin' at the studio I don't have no time to be no Romeo All the love I need is at the rodeo Who knows where I end up when that shit gets old Maybe it never gets old and that's just how it goes Last table left in Carbone callin' plays on the rotary phone I take a glass of Domina to go with me home Might move our annual shit to the 'Dome Yeah ducked a lot of spiteful moves I was an angry yout when I was writin' Views Saw a side of myself that I just never knew I'll probably self-destruct if I ever lose but I never do Steady doin' double shifts 1da doin' the beat and I open up like a double click More blessings because I'm generous Thirty-seater plane for like ten of us Remember when I bought Sealey the fake Chanel wallet She knew that shit was a fraud but never told me about it Nowadays when we catchin' up we just laugh about it Can't describe what my life is like when she asks about it Scary whenever I close my eyes at night Wakin' up to public statements about my private life I can never sleep 'til mornin' on all my quiet nights But you can rest assure that my mind is right Get no sick days I leave for like three months in six days Never stick around to see shit change Get lil' updates texts in my inboxes have been poppin' Seasons go by like I'm binge-watchin' To not even showin' up at a club 'less we doin' bis' I can't even party while a nigga pursuin' this Distractions will do you in the truest sense Especially people that want to lecture me And frame it like they just want the best for me Or they check for me whatever splits it up So there's more for them and there's less for me They don't know they got to be faster than me to get to me No one's done it successfully Seven in the morning in Germany can't believe that they heard of me Last verse that I gotta do is always like surgery Always tryin' to let go of anything that'll burden me That's the reason you can feel the tension and the urgency Last chance I get to make sure that you take it personally Take this shit to heart it's always executed perfectly If we do a song it's like takin' my kids to work with me You overnight celebrity you one day star Swear I Told You that I'm in this bitch for eternity I am a reflection of all of your insecurities Behind closed doors a lot of 6 God worshipping Done talk now 'cause there's other shit that's concernin' me There's real ones around me I want to make sure they learn from me I want to see my dog but his grandmother's his surety He can't even dip out to see me in an emergency My life is centered 'round competition and currency Takin' summer off 'cause they tell me I need recovery Maybe gettin' back to my regular life will humble me I'll be back in two thousands and eighteen to give you the summary Had hit records on my demo Did y'all boys not get the memo I do not stay at the Intercontinental And anything I got is not a rental I own that mu'fucka Figured out this shit is simple My stock been going up like a crescendo A bunch of handshakes from the fakes But nigga I do not wanna be friends though I told y'all mu'fuckas Man this shit is not a love song What's the move Can I tell the truth If I was doing this for you then I'd have nothing left to prove Nah this for me though I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people And they don't have no award for that And they don't have no award for that Shit don't come with trophies ain't no envelopes to open I just do it 'cause I'm 'sposed to nigga Bitch I go to Dreams with a suitcase I got my whole country on a new wave I heard all your niggas stay where you stay House so big I haven't seen them boys in two days Bitch I use a Walkie-Talkie just to get a beverage I saw my parents split up right after the wedding That taught my ass to stay committed fuck the credit Bitch check the numbers I'm the one who really get it I told y'all mu'fuckas Man this shit is not a love song damn What's the move Can I tell the truth If I was doing this for you then I'd have nothing left to prove Nah this for me though I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people And they don't have no award for that And they don't have no award for that Shit don't come with trophies ain't no envelopes to open I just do it 'cause I'm 'sposed to nigga Let's just not even discuss it man OMG niggas sleep I ain't trippin' I'ma let 'em sleep I ain't trippin' let 'em rest in peace I can tell ya how it happened I can tell ya 'bout them safe house nights out in Calabasas I can tell you not a rapper Tryna sell this story I don't even open up the package Who you with What you claim I was payin' mama's rent when was I turning seventeen Soda dirty like Diana never clean Let's just not even discuss it man OMG niggas sleep I ain't trippin' I'ma let 'em sleep I ain't trippin' let 'em rest in peace I been in the crib with the phones off I been at the house taking no calls I done hit the stride got my shit goin' In the six cooking with the wrist motion Drapes closed I don't know what time it is I'm still awake I gotta shine this year I could never ever let the streets down Haven't left the condo for a week now I've been on a mission haven't left the condo I get boxes of free Jordan like I play for North Carolina How much I make off the deal how the fuck should I know All my watches always timeless you can keep the diamonds Treatin' Diamonds of Atlanta like it's King of Diamonds Take a flick I look like Meechy look like Bleu DaVinci Man I told my city I'd be gone 'til November then November came Then I came right back on my worst behav' 6 God put both hands together that's amazin' grace 6 God selfish with the love I need all the praise They got me feelin' like the one again They got me feelin' like the one again Yeah shout goes out to Nike checks all over me I need a FuelBand just to see how long the run has been I been in the crib with the phones off I been at the house takin' no calls I done hit the stride got my shit going In the 6 cookin' with the wrist I'm in shock and I lost the nerve the audacity So if you rebuke me for workin' with someone else on a couple of Vs What do you really think of the nigga that's makin' your beats I've done things for him I thought that he never would need Father had to stretch his hands out and get it from me I pop style for thirty hours then let him repeat Now you poppin' up with the jokes I'm dead I'm asleep I just left from over by y'all puttin' pen to the sheets Tired of sittin' quiet and helpin' my enemies eat Keep gettin' temperature checks They know that my head overheats Don't know why the fuck you niggas listen to Denim or Steve Must've had your Infrared wrong now your head in the beam Y'all are the spittin' image of whatever jealousy breeds Don't push me when I'm in album mode You're not even top 5 as far as your label talent goes You send shots well I got to challenge those But I bring Calicos to the Alamo I could never have a Virgil in my circle And hold him back 'cause he makes me nervous I wanna see my brothers flourish to they higher purpose You niggas leeches and serpents I think it's good that now the teachers are learnin' yeah Your brother said it was your cousin then him then you So you don't rap what you did you just rap what you knew Don't be ashamed it's plenty niggas that do what you do There's no malice in your heart you're an approachable dude Man you might've sold to college kids for Nike and Mercedes But you act like you sold drugs for Escobar in the eighties I had a microphone of yours but then the signature faded I think that pretty much resembles what's been happenin' lately Please believe your demise will be televised yeah And as for Q man I changed his life a couple times Nigga was at Kroger workin' double time Y'all actin' like he made the boy when I was tryna help the guy Yeah who gassed you to play with me Man you made this shit as easy as ABCs Whoever supposedly makin' me hits But then got no hits sound like they need me My hooks did it my lyrics did it My spirit did it I'm fearless with it yeah I really shouldn't have given you none of my time 'Cause you older than the nigga you runnin' behind Look holla at me when you multi-million I told you keep playin' with my name And I'ma let it ring on you like Virginia Williams I'm too resilient get out your feelings It's gonna be a cruel summer for you Tell 'Ye we got a invoice comin' to you Considerin' that we just sold another twenty for you You underestimated greatly Most number ones ever how long did it really take me The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me So they never take shots I got everybody on safety I could load every gun with bullets that fire backwards You probably wouldn't lose a single rapper Niggas make threats can't hear 'em over the laughter Yeah that's 'cause I'm headed to the bank nigga Sinatra lifestyle I'm just bein' frank with ya I mean where you think she at when she ain't with ya Wildin' doin' shit that's way out of your budget Owl sweaters inside her luggage you gotta love it Damn this shit could go on a tape Bitches lovin' my drive I never give it a break Give these niggas the look the verse and even the hook That's why every song sound like Drake featurin' Drake Got us watchin' our words like there's wire taps on the team 'Cause I show love never get the same outta niggas Guess it's funny how money can make change outta niggas For real some nobody started feelin' himself A couple somebodies started killin' themself A couple albums dropped those are still on the shelf I bet them shits would have popped if I was willin' to help I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation Bad press during the summer over allegations I ain't lyin' my nigga my time is money That's why I ain't got time for a nigga whose time is coming A lot of niggas stuntin' like that's the movement And I'm the only nigga still known for the music I swear fuck them niggas this year I made Forbes list Nigga fuck your list everything's lookin' gorgeous Without me rap is just a bunch of orphans But if I stay then this shit is a bunch of corpses And me and my dread nigga from New Orleans Stashin' money like hoarders off multi-platinum recordings Eatin' like I'm seated at Swish Sotto and Joso's Nothing Was The Same this shit for Ezee and Coco This shit for Karim this shit for Jaevon this shit for Julius Milly Mill Boy we do this shit for real All them boys in my will all them boys is my Wills Anything happen to pop then I got you like Uncle Phil Weezy been on that edge you niggas just need to chill If anything happen to Papi might pop a nigga for real Comin' live from the screwface livin' out a suitcase But I'm feelin' good Johnny got me pushin' two plates My weight up I refused to wait up I started a new race It's funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe Niggas treat me like I've been here for ten Some niggas been here for a couple never been here again I'm on my King James shit I'm tryin' to win here again A young nigga tryin' to win here again Yeah a young nigga tryin' to win here again If I like her I just fly her to the city I'm in I got her drinkin' with your boy I got her fucked up shorty aww yeah Promise Heron I'll put my fist up after I get my dick sucked Quick buck maybe a gold chain With that fucking flow that so belittles men They tentatively tend to turn and go when I am finished Stone cold hardly fucking with these niggas nigga listen The description doesn't fit if not a synonym of menace Then forget it in turn these critics and interns Admitting the shit spitted just burn like six furnaces Writ it affixed learning them digits And simultaneously dispelling one-trick-pony myths isn't he One adolescent fucking six-nigga energy And crawling down 'Fax like a rich nigga centipede Crack ceramic and slap a hand out of cash account Stamp and shouting thrashing These niggas done let the Kraken out Crack-a-lacking like snap crackle popping your ammo off Hide your face and throw your flannels off Sweatshirt nigga Whipping hoopties tryna boost raw chronic Brutus in that booth double scoop hock vomit up Sub rocking thud knocking niggas teeth loose Bruh I don't fuck with no cop Rolling with that flow swamp Catch me over stove top Rapping to that coke rock Passionless in old Jive clothing with them doors wide open Dim the floor lights focused Like it's nothing 'cause it's nothing bitch From a city that's recession-hit With stress niggas could flex metal with Peddle to rake pennies in Desolate testaments trying to stay Jekyll-ish But most niggas Hyde and Brenda just stay pregnant Breaking news death's less important when the Lakers lose It's lead in that baby food heads try to make it through Fish-netted legs for them eyes that she cater to Ride dirty as the fucking sky that you praying to So here I sit eye in the pyramid God spit it like it's truth serum in that beer and then Disappear again reappear bearded On top of a lear steering it into the kids' ear again Provider of the backdrop music For the crack rock user and the mascot Earl Rawer than the skinned knee cap on the blacktop Salivary glands lighter fluid for the matchbox Striking wait who the fuck you badder than Boy oh boy I'm bad as burnt pollo off the grill and shit Spitter of the Little Nick nimble rickrolling Bitch niggas pick litter piff-blower plus I pillage shit Whipping hoopties tryna boost raw chronic Brutus in that booth double scoop hock vomit up Sub rocking thud knocking niggas teeth looseBruh I don't fuck with no cop Rolling with that flow swamp Catch me over stove top Rapping to that coke rock Passionless in old Jive clothing with them doors wide open Dim the floor lights focused Like it's nothing 'cause it's nothing bitch Quit with all that tough talk Bruh we know you niggas ain't about shit Come around we gun 'em down bodies piled Auschwitz Bulletproof outfits weapons concealed I'm ready to kill So test it all my weapons is real Selling thizz couldn't tell him what the recipe is Got 'em wishing that they never gave these weapons to kids Cheers send chills up spines of fat bitches After shows throwing out sandwiches Niggas get it how they live and I live for money Other words I'm getting money Lil Boy told me when it's time to ride they'll send up for me Ain't nobody scaring me Niggas ain't prepared for heat Tools hit like pool sticks the way I cue shit If this was eighty-eight I would have signed to Ruthless Nineteen ninety-four would've had 'em walking down Death Row First is when the best go hate is what the rest do So it's Raging Waters season That yomper big as Larry Johnson leave your momma seedless Everybody hard until it's only God they seeing Kitten soft but in they songs be trapping hard as Jeezy I don't believe it but to each his own I ain't tripping long as I can reach the chrome Heat your home like Southern California Gas police pass Strapped up long as the chief for police armed Raised where the beasts are north of the Beach A couple streets past Baby J bony niggas spraying K's Ruger with the pork face Jewish for the court case Here to save you niggas from the sorbet Coldchain Like it's nothing 'cause it's nothing bitch Something sinister to it pendulum swinging slow A degenerate moving through the city with criminals stealth Welcome to enemy turf harder than immigrants work Get up off the pavement brush the dirt up off my psyche It's probably been twelve years since my father left me fatherless And I just used to say I hate him in dishonest jest When honestly I miss this nigga like when I was six And every time I got the chance to say it I would swallow it Sixteen I'm hollow intolerant skip shots I storm that whole bottle I'll show you a role model I'm drunk pissy pissing on somebody front lawn Trying to figure out how and when the fuck I missed moderate Momma often was offering peace offerings Think wheeze cough scoffing and he's off again Searching for a big brother Tyler was that And plus he liked how I rap the blunted mice in the trap Too black for the white kids and too white for the blacks From honor roll to cracking locks up off them bicycle racks I'm indecisive I'm scatterbrained and I'm frightened it's evident In them eyes where he hiding all them icicles at Something sinister to it pendulum swinging slow A degenerate moving through the city with criminals stealth Welcome to enemy turf harder than immigrants work time lapse bars rotten heart's bottomless pit Was mobbin' deep as ninety-six Havoc and Prodigy did We were the pottymouth posse crash the party and dip With all belongings then toss em out to the audience Nothing was fucking awesome trying to make it from the bottom of Syd's Feeling as hard as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is Supreme garment and weed gardeners garnishing spliffs With Keef particles and entering apartments with 'zine article Tolerance for boundaries I know you happy now Craven and these Complex fuck niggas done track me down Not the type where niggas trying to get a raise at my expense Been back a week and I already feel like calling it quits Something sinister to it pendulum swinging slow A degenerate moving through the city with criminals stealth Welcome to enemy turf harder than immigrants work Get up off the pavement brush the dirt up off my psyche I know it don't seem difficult to hit you up But you not passionate about half the shit that you into and I ain't havin' it And we both know that I don't mean to offend you I'm just focused today And I don't know why it's difficult to admit that I miss you And I don't know why we argue and I just hope that you listen And if I hurt you I'm sorry the music makes me dismissive When I'm awake I'm just drifting I'm not complaining It's just to say that I stay pretty busy lately And I could be misbehaving I just hang with my niggas I'm fuckin' famous if you forgot I'm faithful Despite all what's in my face and my pocket and this is painfully honest And when I say it I vomit on cloudy days when I'm salty I play the hate to the Logic State to state for the profit it ain't a stain on me nigga My momma raised me a profit I play for dollar incentive And where I'm walking it's studded and half-retarded I stumble To where she park when she visit I grab the bottle and chug it I see the car in the distance I know the dark isn't coming For the moment if I could hold it All my dreams got dimmer when I stopped smoking pot Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot And loving you is a little different I don't like you a lot I'm coming back I gotta handle business Vanish to my sleeper seat left you at terminal three I'll meet you down at baggage claim in a couple weeks a fortnight And you parade my homecoming don't cry You know I can't live in any place I visit To live and die in LA I got my Fleetwood Mac I could get high every day But I'd be sleepy OCD and paranoid so Give me Bali beach no molly please Palm no marijuana trees Your hickies on my aorta and tattoos you could only see When I'm playing surfboarder put whisky in that salt water I emptied every canteen just to wear that straight edge varsity you think's cool They thought me soft in High School thank God I'm jagged Forgot you don't like it rough I mean he called me a faggot I was just calling his bluff I mean how anal am I gon' be when I'm aiming my gun And why's his mug all bloody that was a three on one Standing ovation at Staples I got my Grammy's and gold Polka dots on my Brit I'm not supposed to be stunting It's all melodic this song I catch this vibe in my sleep But I'm just jet-lagged is all and restless All my dreams got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot Loving you's a little different I don't like you a lot I don't know what we're about What good is West Coast weather if you're bi-polar If I'mma need this sweater I'd rather be where it's cold Where it snows I see how it goes I put the flowers in bowls I know they're coming in droves You'll only miss when it goes Yeah I think that's it when it goes Yo I'm a hot and bothered astronaut Crashing while jacking off To buffering vids of Asher Roth eating apple sauce Sent to Earth to poke Catholics in the ass with saws And knock blunt ashes into their caskets and laugh it off Twisted sicker than mad cattle in fact I'm off Six different liquors with a Prince wig plastered on Stop screaming bitch you shouldn't be that alarmed When Big Lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm Earl puts the ass in assassin Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic Puts them in a pan and mixes it up with scat Then gobbles it like fat black bitches and catfish It so happens that I'm so haphazardous I'll puke a piece and put it on a hook and fucking cast the shit I'm askin' that you faggot rap actors take action And get a hall pass for this class-act shit How the fuck I fit an axe in a satchel Slip capsules in a glass she dizzy rascal Party staff baffled asking where her ass go In my room redefining the meaning of black holes Go on suck it up but hurry I got nuts to bust And butts to fuck and ups to shut and sluts to fuckin' uppercut It's O.F. buttercup go ahead fuck with us Without a doubt a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked Ask her for a couple bucks shove a trumpet up her butt Play a song invade her thong My dick is having guts for lunch as well as supper Then I'll rummage through her ruptured cunt Fucking nosey neighbors notice something's up Would shout some other stuff Got to fucking bounce guess the bouncer's had enough of us Get up off the pavement wipe the dirt and vomit off DopeBoyz hating but them faggots is a lot of talk Cotton soft pussy them Odd niggas is Molotov Cocktails fucking toss one in your apartment dog Wolf Gang we ain't barking nah Try talking on a blog with your fucking arms cut off Put in a carpet and watch it get auctioned off The Ace tell Shake's daughter We're sorry but papa's gone bitch Grab mittens who have to spit blizzardous Actually flick cigarette ash at bitch niggas Harassment eight nickels of hash delay quick and then Dash to Saint Nicholas pad to taste venison Still in the business of smacking up little rappers with Raquets you play tennis with hated for bank lifting and Spraying then hide away in the shade of his maimed innocence Suitcase scented with haze and filetted sentences Advanced apathy smashing the man cameras up Tan khakis an antagonist Dan-dappered up Vagabond had it since a Padawan Rapping hot as fucking cattle brands wearing flannel thongs Grab a bong momma and some food beer tag along Get a nice spanking new Sears catalog Send them nettled critics to the bezzle stop dead and wrong Get 'em higher than the pitch of metal tea-kettle songs Four deep in a Rover cannon Riding dirty through a Saugus canyon niggas know that it's the But the Dollar Menu still be on deck nigga it's the mothafuckin' Yeah the misadventures of a shit-talker Pissed as Rick Ross's fifth sip off his sixth lager Known to sit and wash the sins off at the pitch alter Hat never backwards like the print off legit manga Get it Like a blue pill make ya stick longer Or a swift fist off your chin from his wrist launcher Chick chronic thrift shopper thick like the Knicks roster Stormed off and came straight back like pigs' posture Pen Naw probably written with some used syringes From out the rubbish bin at your local loony clinic Watching movies in a room full of goons he rented On the hunt for clues more food and some floozy women Bruising gimmicks with the broom he usually use for Quidditch Gooey writtens scoot 'em to a ditch chewed and booty scented Too pretentious do pretend like he could lose with spitting Steaming tubes of poop and twisted doobies full of euphemisms Stupid thought it up jot it quick Thaw it out toss it right back like a vodka fifth Spot him on a rocket swapping dollars in for pocket lint Then lob a wad of chicken at a copper on some Flocka shit Posing nigga try to disrespect Get a fucking thunder to his neck shout out to Nak 'cause it's the Looking bummy posted on the block like I ain't make A quarter million off of socks nigga 'cause it's the Good grief I been reaping what I sowed Nigga I ain't been outside in a minute I been living what I wrote And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these niggas Momma taught me how to read 'em when I look Miss me at the precinct getting booked Fishy niggas stick to eating off of hooks Say you eating but we see you getting cooked nigga I don't act hard I'm a hard act to follow nigga Like it or not when it drop bet he gotta listen Chasing dragons tryna make it happen on a mission Step into the shadows we could talk addiction When it's harmful where you going and the part of you that know it Don't give a fuck pardon me for going into details We had females come in every hour on the dot And the shit sound like a gavel when it knock Focused on my chatter ain't as frantic as my thoughts Lately I've been panicking a lot Feeling like I'm stranded in a mob scrambling for Xanax out the canister to pop Never getting out of hand Steady handling my job time damaging my ties Who turn to get up Get dude turned to dinner quick You circus niggas you turning into tricks I was making waves you was surfing in 'em Dealing with the stomach pains just from birthing niggas' shit Cut the grass off the surface Pray the lawnmower blade catch the back of a serpent nigga's shit Good grief I been reaping what I sowed Nigga I ain't been outside in a minute I been living what I wrote And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these niggas Momma taught me how to read 'em when I look Miss me at the precinct getting booked Fishy niggas stick to eating off of hooks Say you eating but we see you getting cooked nigga My fleeting thoughts on a leash For the moment high as fuck I've been alone in my shit for the longest Snakes sliding in the street Momma taught me how to not be like the bodies lying in them Pigs riding in 'em I'm a target so it's hard to even eye me in 'em If he ain't dying for me then I ain't riding with him There's no time for that Making sure my man wallet's straight Like a collar when you iron that Thinking 'bout my grandmama find a bottle I'mma wallow when I lie in that I just want my time and my mind intact When they both gone you can't buy 'em back My grandma's passing but I'm too busy tryna get this fuckin' album cracking to see her So I apologize in advance if anything should happen And my priorities fucked up I know it I'm afraid I'm going to blow it And when them expectations raising because daddy was a poet right Talk all you want I'm taking no advice nigga I'm 'bout to relish in this anguish and I'm stressing over payment So don't tell me that I made it only relatively famous In the midst of a tornado misfitted I'm Clark Gable I'm not stable abrasive as fuck and they all Pay me I'm chuckling cross-faded in public I don't fuck with too much of y'all's shit Judging by the pants and the mall grip Gully in the vans with the dark tints I'm a start-shit type nigga Night life living Riding in the Jeep I'mma side-swipe niggas What's your life like That's alright nigga Hammer in the left ready when the price isn't Right got the whip and I ain't got the license for it And Jill got me living like my life is golden Sitting on the sofa feeling high and dormant If we could smoke another while the mic records it The nicest doin' it who the fuck you staring at Acting like you've never seen a tooth that's carat-capped Bars hotter than the blocks where we be at Stuntin' these niggas gon' flop like Divac See that nigga And for the time being I'mma be that nigga believe that nigga You see that nigga And for the time being I'mma be that nigga believe that nigga Uh was always smartmouthed and quick-witted But somethin' was always missin' like six digits lucky seven Probably poppa little nigga so they picked on him hassled him Things changed when I hassled back so David hit the pavement With this grapple rap Snapple fact you rather wack While I am poppin' like a snappin' crack So high you could see like Tallahass the opposite of cataracts Matter fact I am Farmer John milkin' cattle tracks Action packed nipple squeezin' boy colder than sniffle season Simple genius go hard and spit bits of semen So when the street is split don't act surprised agree with it The gang of wolves that creeps in crypts As deep as Dawson's Creek and shit I pray they got gills either that or grab some floaties I know I got skills why you think I'm posted boastin' Braggin' tell these faggots to stop naggin' 'Cause them Wolf Gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like Uh was always fucked up as shit with it But I didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it troll I got you niggas nervous like virgins flirtin' with Uncle Mervin Fuckin' y'all with no lubricant go grab the detergent I preach to demons at your church now I'm the newest sermon Wearin' nothin' but they fuckin' blast with the matchin' turban I drive through white suburbans in the black Suburban swervin' Hittin' curbs and blastin' Erick Sermon drunk off English bourbon I'm stealin' purses rapin' nurses I'm a crooked surgeon And treat the beat like sanitized nazi puss I'm a German I'm squirtin' while I'm masturbatin' and regurgitatin' From eatin' Miley Cyrus salad pussy platter they were servin' My only purpose is to jerk it 'cause it has a curve So bitches hate to do me like ex-convict community service This my Zombie Circus you better get a fuckin' ticket Odd Future Wolf Gang like they're filmin' Twilight in this bitch I'm back on my sixty six sick shit Flowin' like the blood out the competition's slit wrists She lick it up Dracula then spit it back at ya She mad as fuck stuck in the back of a black Acura Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her Hello Heather yellow feathers now you ain't laughin' huh Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat While I fill you up with semen from the Wolf Gang team and Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water I grab the saw and sawed off her arm and auctioned it And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit Fuckin' awesome spittin' box of trees got you niggas Shakin' like it's Parkinsons from the clitoris of Kelly Clarkson's dick Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit Drown your bitch in a tub of cum and throw a shark in it Find a random abandoned garage and go to park in it Find Earl laying on the burgundy carpet pull my knife out Sharpen it stab him put a arch on it Pour unleaded gas on him get the Zippo and spark the shit Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch Killed him on his own track the faggot shouldn't have started it After filling my reputation of whore beaters Soared to Taco Bell and I ordered some gorditas Wanted four more ordered them then eat them Then head to Thebe's house for some gymnastics Fantastic I backflip on this beat B 'Cause we running shit like the Dingleberries on four cheetahs Flow colder than Papa Joe's old Domino's Fuck it whatever Got some One Direction tickets I should hit that up Drive by with puppy signs plastered on the truck Then see how many of they fans could fit inside the trunk Move over the microwave and the cannabis Try to take the van and the whole band to Canada Fuck the block news and the venues they can't handle us They can't stand us including fruits that Frank's channeling The Ku Klux Klan see me and my managers But thank me when they ask where the Five Panels is Man I suck now I ain't still dope But Chris and Rihanna's fuckin' again so there's still hope Oh fuck I went there balling bitch I'm Ben's hair Y'all barely breaking like Taco's self-esteem in a thin chair Old Navy bitches love this gap yeah this grin's rare Watch a nigga smile like five-year-old child I'm kicking it with Nak and the nigga from Green Mile it's Red Bull in this cup so a nigga may seem wild but That's just all the sherm I was burning a little while ago Don't let me get hold of that rifle Shout my nigga Sage Elsseser and Sean Pablo Surrounded by them niggas that skate with a sick style And some freckled bitches with giant peaches that's vile They never did catch that rhino Squadron full of some lost souls Sergeant of all it's autumn and Nak just nollied a pothole Non-cooperative with his momma's wishes for college And coppers labeled a problem since paying for Damianos So shimmy through the swamp nigga follow me through the foxholes Moral Orenthal with a pretty bitch in a Bronco Hopped right off the seven and stumbled into some Vatos Threw a punch got jumped dusted off and then walked home Shit it's like 6 P.M. and his temple throbbing Hand in the cabinet by seven sniff the prescription oxies Logo in the boxes all my niggas hostile Cautious of your crosses scoffing at your doctrines Bitches augmented stupid as the group is only slightly Write precise to get a pussy nigga tooth chipped Man these stitches shut the loose lips stumbled in a Ruth's Chris Slid into a booth and hid the luggage from his shroom trips See Lionel ball with Leonardo on the weekend now And Maui on a scenic route we on the second season now Small fry got 'em seasons salty weeded coughing Ease up off me end is breathing easy as bulimics barfing From a different breed of doggy from a different seed and cloth And teeing off believe it's Golf Wang nigga Said this a hit of liquid heroin Marilyn Manson channeling panicking spar with Anakin 'til one of us leave in an ambulance Blow the smoke of the spliff in your eyes You ain't gon' live 'til you die Intelligent bitch on my side She bitching I'm spitting habitual lies I hit her up when my jet land Got a swisher tucked in my headband Front page news I'm young Jesus Eating bagels with no cable on Been fucking hoes since when Mase was on I hope that Based God hear my prayers One day you're here the next day you're gone So me and Earl smoking weed on Jay Z's lawn Some dope rap on your ho ass Tony Womack Don't hold back no feed your girl Cognac Meet a bitch sleeping wit her feverish diva chick Met her off Twitter even Schindler keeps a list Pittsburgh broke down somewhere in a Fisker I could pull your bitch with a whisper and diss her Dumbass ho She only dumb 'cause she love that though Somewhere getting high reading Juxtapoz I hit her up she come through and watch Adjustment Bureau Moms love me 'cause I'm so commercial I fuck 'em raw 'cause I know they fertile In Myrtle Beach with a purple fleece Hotel lobbies playing Fur Elise I'm Ron Burgundy mixed with Hercules Slap a bitch in the mouth if she curse at me I said Josh's beard is like Paul Revere When he walk in the room it's like God is here I'm at a prop shop in Montauk throwing tomohawks She taking it like a champ And I'm proud of her nigga I'm on the couch where that loud is burning 'Cause I don't never love a ho But we could play doctor ma Open wide for thermometer Your cowgirl's crotch riding With a clean faded fro lopsided Tell the label that I want a white driver And tell him give me space I don't know that nigga Bold-ass little fuckin' low-class villian Whole van tinted nope can't kill him It's the Trashwang nigga that's what's up Half pint of hope in that plastic cup Real nigga from the start 'til the casket shut Present his own case as a basket one Present-day based nigga smack the judge Riding with them same niggas ashin' blunts While that bass make his face like he mad or somethin' Slide in the safe take the cash and run Know that if he fake I'm harrassin' him Took the big toe so they tagged the tongue Out here stuntin' like I'm supposed to dog Blowing more smoke than a broke exhaust Pipe only spirit that I hold's menthol It's Wolf Gang bitch like you know these paws Living like it's sixty-two Spit and grip my genitals My bitch to split the swisher My niggas split the residuals Hey it's marijuana fields Pot growing blaring Gil Scott Heron while we pill pop Errand run and kill cop Niggas know I feel not For 'em stop bitching bruh Stare and get that grill knocked open Hey it's marijuana fields Pot growing blaring Gil Scott Heron while we pill pop Errand run and kill cop Niggas know I feel not For 'em stop bitching bruh Stare and get that grill knocked open I feel like the Tom Sawyer for real niggas Looking for a problem revolver under the Hilfiger No bluff needed we will kill niggas So try me if you want bruh I promise I'm with all of that Late night shooters got 'em thinking Johnny Carson back Trying to win this white man's game with my heart intact All off a dollar and a dream that I really had Kind of hard to sleep when your thoughts is in the streets North is the side where my family stay Big Baby Jesus I can't wait Until the money coming in spend it all on guns and rims I ain't nothing but a nigga ain't no reason to pretend Kept his sticky in a Stussy pouch Ski mask bloody 'Preme hoodie tossing doobies out The window of the hoopty night black as Paul Mooney at the movies but the moon was out Food was always optional Eating nothing but hard punches to that abdominal Closed fist chronicles sold sniff Momma knew Baggies laying 'round peanut shells at a carnival Stomping clowns welcome pussy niggas to the romper room Buckshot'll cover a whole torso like a parka do In a park at two plotting trying to garner loot Split it with his big road dog call him Marmaduke Searching for a shard of truth and found uh Couple bucks bought his cousins lunch Another Dutch stiff collar on the button-up Hood rich wild and 'bout to run amok Road to Hell paved with cement covered trussled drugs toughen up Vinny Stape they stupid think the city safe Until that little bindi placed headshots red dot Block as hot as Denny plates fed watch Fed watch Opinions only pity based deep in the Civic with the Evilest niggas this side of the Mississippi All courtesy of Vincent from niggas who plot against Hear in full-effect eat a dick and cut a check bitch Few niggas I'm on a first-name basis with Address him by the alias that trunk weighted like he 'Bout to catch a case again eighths louder than the voice of Satan that be plaguing him bruh I'm caking Whether Hell or bad weather high water I'm a sailor-type Assailant for the paper living like I met the maker twice Hit it 'til I'm faded right Mami take a hike Or treat it like you fucking shaking dice bitch Ninenty-nine problems all gone in that one joint And that neck gold froze like he held it at gunpoint I'm a bubble in the belly of the monster With a duffel full of troubles trunk rattle in the Mazda Ragged with the contra Phantom of the Opera And I'm standing on the cop's truck stacking for the long run The bags packed roadside with the thumb out Toe tagged don't gag spit your gum out Nomadic chrome-grabbing when it's danger I'm a manger-born puppy holding flight like a hangar do Knife to the trachea spit scabies and bet The label don't like me but they pay me a grip And you see how his day going by the state of his wrists Y'all niggas busy masturbating bet the baker came swinging like What the fuck you saying All that aiming and miss I'mma fuck the freckles off your bitch nigga I'll fuck the freckles off your face bitch We could do this shit all night You know me drugs out front the telly I'm couch-drunk and ready to fuck count fetti and bucks Pack loud as that slap 'cross the belly What's up Fuck nigga what's up I'm at the deli If them fans only local why them flights trans-atlantied up The rice and the patty's cooked nice for the chancellor Them teeth with the gold bright the light switches mad at us Snap chatting panty clad baddies I'm a bachelor I'm high and polite 'cause police is in back of us And write with the same hand I smack 'em up with Stretching out the fifteen I had initially Icky Thump sticky kush lit up in a rental Jeep Baby girl what you want to do She like where we going to A new life new world Pop that molly we hard-body He said that he wanted beef So we fed him hollows and got it popping Fear and ego is the enemy You ain't got to pretend with me I need the wool I'mma skin the sheep And take the bull skin it to the meat You full of shit we in too deep I do this she knew the deet Like two feet Flare two time She wanna kick it like Bruce Lee Brought you in I'll take you out Ball like Tim then I weighed it out It's no work we sling through droughts The life of me I'm just hanging out Don't get comfortable and lay on the couch I don't wanna see your ass laying down Pop that pussy twerk some 'Cause most of these bitches work for nothing Paid your dues while you're Paid In Full I can't wait to win you wait to lose Your mind of a failure hate rules When you settle for what you hate to do I go the extra mile I'm with the extras Extended clips shoot through your necklace Leave you breathless that Tec is restless 'Cause All My Children need the best bitch I need that Rothschild money the top is sunny I seen the light and you blocked it from me But I found my way to the top I'm coming Got that smack-dab base like a rock-star drummer I'm a problem to niggas Pop artillery the carbonates with him Starving to hit 'em spar with a nigga Just watch I'mma kill 'em all in a minute It's the ticket-dodging aristocrat New bitch whip with the system slaps Mister slide in and skimp the sack Nigga hit the function with a pick and axe My nigga miss me with the bullshit Right here right ear got a Pesto blunt Why that shit got a young nigga Velcro stuck Why your bitch go down when the sess go up Hard as armed services y'all might have heard of him Escobarbarian best call the lawyers up Bruh the broad Aryan know the squad loiterers Not with the grain and these bitch niggas' wishes Dealt with addiction fell for the bitch with the Pale butter skin who just packed up and dipped In the land of the rent-less stand with my chips In a stack and a grin fuck 'em I rolled out of bed greeted mama with a yawn then Paused to scratch an itch and went down to the kitchen Fixed a plate of eggs and bacon glass of Simpson Just as I was about to dig in A thought jumped in my head school was to be attended shit I paid my thoughts no attention 'cause I wasn't tryna kick it With this bitch that just ended it with me But mama wasn't havin it so I grabbed my bag And split out the door and saw the whore that I'd rather kick It seems kinda brash but it's the hash I mean the harsh truth She runs shit she's the jock I'm the horseshoe She's gorgeous when niggas see it jaws hit the floor so When she left it didn't break my heart it broke my torso Making my eyes ache stalking your MySpace Posted a new pic I mean it when I say that I fucking hate you But maybe if you looked in this direction I'd pick my heart up off the floor and put it in my chest then Feel the fucking life rushing through my body But you got a guy that's not me so my wrist is looking sloppy Come on let's cut the bull like a matador You light me up like lamps a chance is all I'm really asking for Give me one I promise I'll be back for more Most wanna tap and score I want a fam of four Not like a family of four just like fuck it You'll never listen to this shit anyways fuck you bitch But I'm attracted to you like teenyboppers to Apple Stores The basement light is darkened the switchblade is sharpened Her name on my arm and her face on a two percent carton See her face while you're fixing your breakfast And know she's in my basement objecting to sex with Me murder spree surges on with the next bitch Tombstones read RIP 'cause it's pieces they rest in All the bad bitches boo when you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor in fact I got one in the front and two in the back Wolf with a T-Rex cock less talk While I invest stock in wet rock Smoke with all the big bitches bumping Bedrock Sub in the trunk thumping up against the dead cops And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine And go harder than a fucking crack intervention Clown of the class and the last to attend it Big Earl make you fags stand at attention Odd Future I'm your motherfucking general Catch 'em where them slap slash stab bitch ass niggas go Girl you ain't even gotta ask 'cause you finna know Why this Playboy so sticky in this centerfold Sticky what my niggas blow icky Earl finish foes Hit 'em low riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bows Chronic in the spliff to the dome got my system slow So I'm walking out ask them niggas what they sprinting fo' All the bad bitches boo when you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor in fact I got one in the front and two in the back All the bad bitches boo when you rap Black Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy Chilling with a possible victim she was eighteen A hitchhiker hippie whore met her at the liquor store She frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourth Grade A piece of ass so I plan on screwing it Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin Next thing you know we're on Earl's burgundy carpet She's kicking and screaming begging for me to fucking stop it Look you know it's not rape if you like it bitch So sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette Mop the blood up put the body in the apartment Stash it where we hide the marijuana and the condoms Yo Vince let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like Damn right red light ran right through it You don't even have your permit what the fuck are you doing And you wouldn't be sitting boohooing 'bout your bruises But no you wanna be Miss Fuck-with-the-Music I'm zoning on Relapse she's sliding on Blueprint Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue With my hands around her throat her arms stopped moving Pulse stops too in the back look confused As I turn to tell them both not to do shit stupid Red white blue lights in the rear-view shit Swerved to the shoulder tell them both no moving Sit down in the back 'cause the windows tinted As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship Aren't you a little too young to be driving Look Officer I'm just tryna get home I ain't getting outta shit you're starting to try my patience Didn't have backup I could tell by the Hummingbike Reached to the glove grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife Stabbed him in his neck and hip threw him in the trunk and dipped Back to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets shit All the bad bitches boo when you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor in fact A dead one in the front dead cop in the back Aw nigga thought he killed me Alright that's cool we'll see Strict top of the crop shit Crushin' muthafuckas like moths in a mosh pit Dollar cents since shit sense I ain't lost it It's in a fuckin' jar with guitar picks and bar spit Bar spat past tense warriors of radness Fuck lame get it through your brain like dad's dick Go ahead stab a friend tell him that I'm back bitch Earl leave bastards with milkiest asses Take a firm standin' nine on the tracklist Earl half the reason the reviews fantastic Niggas gettin' comfy on the couch I ain't havin' it Kickin' gluteus maximus killin' niggas on accident Off 'em no off days no debates bitch Box logo switchblade and cocaine In my back pocket take Jade on vacation The hotel switch from Heartbreak to Bates quick Rippin' out braids with bare hands amazes The crowd go crazy hands raised I'm laced with Swag by the eighth in case you wanna taste it Hell's angel crack Christ 'cross the face With erasers and use Based God as his replacement Super Saiyan with ruthless slayings Eat puss sweet puss got my tooth decayin' Just watch I'mma kill 'em all Just watch off 'em Now pan the cameras back to me and Pamela's Amateur threesome with Hannah Montana's manager And Miley feedin' me sandwiches for my stamina And Santa's in the back laughin' 'cause my back's crampin' up Mrs. Claus trippin' balls think she had enough And by enough I mean we dope as fuck she had a gram of us Flyer than your man because I'm lampin' up At the airport smokin' hash with all the fuckin' baggage handlers Flowin' like the muthafuckin' aqueducts Odd Future Wolf Gang fag damagers bitch eat a dick Get your lady cop piff Inhale and cough rip the label off this Picked the road that got twists I'm holding my dick and playing cautious I'mma show you how it's done right nigga Drop this when the sunlight gone Better run right home when the sky turn black In a ash-gray beamer we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe Jackknife bitches to the couches in they living rooms Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you Back like how I need to style I invented you yup Act like you don't know the name Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky Bitches by the three licking coke off the pinky The poster child you're 'posed to hate me Bold and wild you broke and angry my nigga Name getting bigger than the difference between us Niggas is fake I limit the features I give 'em sweat You know you famous when the niggas that surround you switch And if they hated in a passive tense And now they hound your dick and you ain't ask for this Now you surrounded with a gaggle of hundred fucking thousand kids Who you can't get mad at when they want a pound and pic 'Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick And they the reason that the paper in your trouser's thick You can tell the Reaper I'mma meet 'em when he send for me With a cleaver and a thirty and some twisted weed I pick one and let the crimson leak nigga You used to say you like violins and your lifestyle depend on me And I know it's nighttime when you get lonely And tell all your little friends how that bitch stole me And despite all of the facts that you got phony You gon' tell them about the night that you exposed me For the bastard I was and how I probably smashed every bitch That I passed in the club and the last couple months Was the worst 'cause I smashed all the trust That I earned in the past couple months that we had as a couple My absence of fucks was a problem that we ain't ever Really get to solve we just smashed and we scuffled Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you Now you're taking all your property back and it's obvious that That apart from the fact that we fuck And it's bomb and I hate when you home And I and when I'm gone I don't call 'cause you nag Man I brought you the shit and I bought you some shit What you offering here Inhale and cough rip the label off this Picked the road that got twists I'm holding my dick and playing cautious Chef Sweaty braising your faculty Face getting gray from the ash but I'm laughing That's the trace in me nigga Fuck out my face while I'm thinking Ain't step foot up in my momma place for a minute 'cause my days are numbered I'm focused heavy on making the most of 'em I feel like I'm the only one pressin' to grow upwards It's still fuck you and whoever you showed up with Trying to see an M and some steadier hands Who you callin' your mans Bet you thought he was solid when he really just sand Washing away with the water I'm a land mammal staying away from the altar Shit changed in the August in the wake of that August Last autumn the leaves fell and I raked in the profit Disobeying the doctor The good guy prescribe faith never caught 'em Chasing these rabbits whole face in a faucet And I don't know who house to call home lately I hope my phone break let it ring Toe to toe with the foes new and old Basic hoes try to cage him like the po' When I run don't chase me And I don't know who house to call home lately I hope my phone break let it ring Toe to toe with the foes new and old Basic hoes try to cage him like the po' When I run don't chase me Solid so the funds don't phase me On tour wildin' by the truck stop racists Hard as finding me a a common thread between us Raised different my momma she born bred the leader To get shit poppin' like the gun's off safety Sayin' easy and doing harder when you get caught up Raised neck and neck with Nak so I'm a fluent brawler Rain checkin' on ya plot if ever bread should pop up Out the toaster I gotta focus my family problems Shrunk and widen with the bumps in my personal finance It hurt 'cause I can't keep a date or put personal time in Or reverse to the times when my face didn't surprise you Before I did the shit that earned me my term on that island Can't put a smile on your face through your purse or your pocket Shit in a pile never change I'm stupid for tryin' Still just too busy wildin' And I don't know who house to call home lately I hope my phone break let it ring Toe to toe with the foes new and old Basic hoes try to cage him like the po' When I run don't chase me And I don't know who house to call home lately I hope my phone break let it ring Toe to toe with the foes new and old Basic hoes try to cage him like the po' When I run don't chase me Intercepting a fifth of whisky and necking it 'til I'm dizzy I never was defenseless I never hugged the fence I pick a side and trust in it stomach full of drugs and shit My niggas on some other Cleanse Sunday binge Monday Then another six days back to Sunday when it's done again And the pants better be creased on my corpse If you need that run until the street lights off Back got bigger got the team strapped on And you thought it was magic but that's just the difference Nigga my team is magicians We think of the shit that we want then we get it Look I got hoes in my britches Thought you knew this my nigga it's crackin' like french tips Just checking and balancing Checks and the salaries testing my friendships 'Cause niggas get sour of this Rap shit got the best of me I threw the rest off the balcony Shout out Da$H and RetcHy I know yo' bitch check for me So much for chivalry so long to every bitch tryna get intimate I'm in my twenties now Feet aimed at the jaws of the running mouth Disdain for the law since a fucking child Spotlights on me I ain't stopping in my tracks We taking it all then we running out Threw shade in the past but you love me now huh Put your face in your palm when I come around ya Tell momma get a gun if I get too popular I'm just being honest with her Tell her stop whining it ain't no more problems I'm the best out of all these niggas Watch your tone when you speaking Ain't no home for the weak and No rest for your ass if I know that you're sleeping I'm here and I'm there and I'm up and I'm down And I'm low and I'm peakin' It's cold in the deep end Bitch nigga we the train if you see 'em wave Ain't no bitch in my DNA hey Hundred blunts niggas change that's my day to day Niggas tryna ride my train like they fucking strays My bro left today fuck Hot sauce in my cup of noodles you taught me that I ain't seen you in some years and this news right here Almost made me have a heart attack Your mama heart intact we just spoke I couldn't stomach that I'm going to London on the first I'm bringin you somethin back A house on the hill with a big ass grill Where we could have a boxing match Japan Australia I know you be proud of that I got a couple bitches now I ain't gotta lie 'bout that I know you in a better place I can't even cry about that When I look into the clouds I know you look down on me Right next to grandmammy And the rest of the ones who wanna see me happy High up until the world ends doing eighty-five in my ride And these niggas hiding know I'm striding like a giant I ain't lying when I'm rhyming rule these niggas like a tyrant Damn Doms it don't even seem like you trying Know these niggas crucify 'em couldn't crack him I'm a diamond I know that niggas is finding my progression so uncommon The pressure I'm still applying until I hear the angels crying Sad day in Hell for those who doubted hope your head explode Cry about it but don't deny that Doms got the realest flows My eyes is feeling low pulling on the killer 'dro Still banging Wolf Ganging as if you niggas didn't know Still trifling Loiter Litter Life and triple sixing ho While they ripping through the packaging to grab the shit I'm shaded with the few whom I usually blow cabbage with New patterns patty-caking with mannequins 'Cause I don't like my fucking homies dip bruh they all Jaw-slacking all 'em awe struck And I ain't got shit but a pretty bitch and cigar tucks Riding in the city and knocking out in the Starbucks I swear these niggas is fucking phony smoking spliffs And that's prior to arriving to the studio Eyes glued to a gluteus maximus attractive lady Where you headed with that shit And can a real nigga get a look at it Crook panic-shook Ain't ya Blunt fatter than some butch ankles Cheffing fit the cook apron ante up for good payment Run until my foot achy running 'til my foot aching Full-grown terror type Ferragamo With my nigga Travy out in Maui running two-men Smoking 'til I'm loopy as a motherfucking toucan Twenty minutes burn a fucking quarter back to two grams But I'mma dip I know you must have had it with my rude ass Soon as I catch the vibe tell 'em to fetch the hearse Shorty I'm pressin' lines lifting the Lauren shirt Tell her to bless the girth if she with it I'm in that kitchen wrist water whippin' work Niggas get bloop-blapped and blown away Momma should've told you it'd be days like this It's just a tale from the crip I'm on my seance shit I'm tryna' make a million dollars Keep it hood while crossing over on some A.I. shit I need a foreign baby momma to match a nigga model whip Ramona Park made me from scratch a lot of lotto picks lost Inside this game we call rap I be the underdog Bullet hit his forehead it exit out his under arm Ain't nobody bigger than my hood my nigga fuck a boss Baby momma killer you offended and I fuck her raw Stretchy doin' federal time for bustin' at the law And he gonna be a neighbor of mine you play me for a pawn Shorty I be swimmin' with sharks your posse full of prawns Pistols rip his body apart now he afraid of dark alleyways Niggas better listen when the pastor say I guzzle the tall boy Jehovah ain't call back And ya'll still debating over Earl music Troops got the group nationwide moving merch units crazy Peanut butter to paisley walking down the street In the different color McGradys that first grader was me Now my fist full of spliffs and the old banker receipts Bitches grip the stick and jerky like cold shanks of the beef dry I'm taking purses like they chances in the evening Pick your pants up boy you dancing with a demon On my mama I been limiting my features filling swishers up with reefer Bitch it's difficult to beat him like a soft dick Golf clique deep and we don't hit the streets passive That nigga Sweaty got the gas and Shreddy K brought the matches Put your body down in water like a Lipton tea bag and then Switch to a different fuckin whip to let them piggies speed past 'em It's the rats try and get the cheese What it do Rap like I'm mincing meat Call me Lou if I'm on the track these niggas skip to me Niggas want to fade me bitches feel some type of way for me Fifties in my pocket falling out like fucking baby teeth Vince be with the rocket he gon pop it when it's danger round Fingertips to tapers now salute us when you face us Give a fuck about the moves all these loser niggas making now Gorgeous chrome-plated horse whip Home-making paintings for poor-quality porn flicks Court adjourned and the verdict's still saucy Good lord walk light like the floor slick Look bored hoard all mics in a force grip Pro-abortion endorsing his own importance Or leaving opponents floating with paper and dirty porcelain Pinnacle of titillating crisp spit Rock it from the cradle 'til he middle aged and limp-sticked Coughing from the stable probably indicating spliff's lit Dismissed feel it in that saturated cranium Heavy as insurance off a spanking new laser gun Crazy heart hazy lung making art raking funds Crowd going dumb like Palin's son And it always follows Autumn No home for the weak No insurance for your pride and it always follows Autumn I sit in thought 'til the flow is right Then throw some D on all available open mics Smoke it right proposing these niggas over Wipe more because I normally toilet bowl with a broken pipe Shit the former soloist who flow was sick The token sober kid stressed so the role was switched Now Four Lokos down the hole and a loaded spliff Look who's as useless as a broken wrist when tryna open shit Nigga cold is what you need to keep the poultry in Resulting in me rolling slick as bottom of the bowling kicks Early man you posers know me as the troll throwing moldy Donut holes at your grody ho from his cronies' whip Eating like the kids when you take 'em off Ritalin Throwing temper tantrums at the window of your whip again Sweeping up the glass to use it as a garnish over Tracks damaged like the leg he limping to the barn with Temper 'bout as thick as tips of pencils is missiles to the picket fence Who spit as good fingerlickin' bitch Bet it's thirty-six fish netted like the hook was inefficient Welcome back to class bitch grab on to your glasses Odd Future leaving even niggas in past tense Style is patent the measures is drastic She called me fantastic I called her a fat bitch Still kill the pussy put the cat in a casket The funeral service was fucking worthless so I said a couple words at it Didn't know her but I'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick The Odd nigga with a spoon in your Danimals As hungry as a cannibal trapped in a van of cantaloupes Harder than granite hoes know I'm coming With the grand force of Van Damme's fist in a damn cannon so Fans catch us on Animal Planet tracking hoes And attacking faster than foes can change the channel whoa My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow The aftermath proves to be smoother than hair relaxer no Wave high to the Ritalin regiment Double S shit swastikas on the Letterman bitch Hungry wolves at the door bitch let us in Took the van went snatch her Oh you wanna snap and scratch Snap your fucking jabber Wocky she's a dancer walkie-talkie Ace for back up Earl goddammit I'm still in my damn pajamas Waiting on mom to bring me the Aspirin from a trampoline jump And if I pick her up I'm humping and I'm fucking with no lubricant I'm using spit piss vaseline or something how old is she This bitch is underage But I'll have her face off tied and Nicholas caged But anyway give me cash fag 'cause I'm low on gas Aww fuck it about to jack off go catch a fucking cab No I'm not lying when I say that brother's all I have But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back Say hi to the Ritalin regiment Double S shit swastikas on the Letterman bitch Hungry wolves at the door bitch let us in Kill 'em all O.F. is what I represent Kill people burn shit fuck school Odd Future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool Fuck rules skate life rape write repeat twice Odd Future young enough to get your priest mouth drool Kill people burn shit fuck school Odd Future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool Fuck rules skate life rape write repeat twice Odd Future young enough to get your priest mouth drool I don't give a fuck like a senior citizen Shit and run back to the lab need assistance from Sister with the biggest bumbaclot girls I'm around calves big 'cause they run a lot and scream oh Pay him some attention he's smart and he's genius He ain't touching me like Martin Sheen's penis Y'all niggas ain't clean as my team is mean as Hitting amputees in the knees Jesus Please just peep the Crystal Method where I take a fucking beat strip it naked then I wreck it It's no question Sweatshirt's And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats And Jade's a fucking acrobat I'll flip her on a mattress Last straw fuck that I'm who broke the camel's back Say you want that dope shit welcome to Satan's cabbage patch bitch Told you he can rap dumb mothafucka Foot and hand on the gates We was jumping 'em fuck I'm like quicksand in my ways Was always stuck in 'em stuck it in and I ambulance came The first time which ain't fast if you Los Angeles raised My bitch say the spliff take the soul from me And the clique tight-knit it's like the 'lo rugby Beat the fucking beat up like it stole from me You can talk to Clancy you need a feature or quote from me I'm off Delancey I reek of reefer and show money It's Early running with niggas who cold running shit The wins like lotion he get 'em he gone rub 'em in Critics pretend to get it and bitches just don't fuck with him I spent the day drinking and missing my grandmother just Grab a glass and pour some cold white wine in it A Colt in it you know how I get it I'm toasting myself and a toast to all my niggas And ain't no time limit I'm toasted as hell And I gotta jot it quick 'cause I can't focus so well And now a formal introduction Guess with a few exceptions yeah I'm living honest Except I promised my momma that I would finish college started chasing profit Sorry ma I ain't forget about it but if money evil I'm hoping that you could see through all the drama and watch me get these dollars And my ambition burn so hot it's like I'm bleeding lava Haters be pleading me to stop but I don't even bother Though my approach is seeming awkward I could see it proper See success and I just see the fact that I don't need a father Doms hotter than the drop of Harry Potter shit Pedal to the metal high-level full throttle shit Still searching for a reason why niggas ain't acknowledge this I'm lost in an era where real shit does not exist I need the sway of things I'm everyday cooling it I'm getting blazed and laughing at the way they overdoing shit I'm just a old soul sticking to a newer script I guess I got to prove this shit I'm truly too legit to quit I'd like to send a shout to the fathers that didn't raise us To every hoe who hated now unable to say much To critics doing dirty with comments a nigga paid for an apartment Yesterday off some songs I haven't yet made up Black Cressida pay up Bars going hard as the ashtray where I place guts Shouts to the eses who paid pesos to play us riding in the barrio Huff and puff blowing kush in Huf clothing articles Kenny rolling blunts got us stuck like a barnacle To the bottom of your shit ironic 'cause the audios As nautical as ships look momma look momma Look your product is legit I promise honest This karma got me balling up my fist 'Til I demolish your clique pardon the clips I am honestly as bomb as it gets Regardless of who is talking I'm farming harvesting hits Just me and Domo one lit marijuana to split between two of us Rocking boxes easy as warming some ramen noodles up So searching for a way to state it right Young black and jaded vision hazy strolling through the night Fuck Yo I gotta stop smoking backwoods I only trust these bitches bout as far as I can throw 'em Trying to pay my momma rent figure that's just what I owe her I been trouble since I tumbled out that stroller Strollin' easy down this narrow path beefin' with your scary ass 'Preme got my little niggas cheesing off the cherry ad And nigga that's a great lunch Poppa swamp and stomping with the skate fucks Heavy handing tracks until the day the fucking train come Raised up where every mouth that speak the truth get taped shut Peep the evening news my nigga we don't do the same stuff Kiwis couldn't take us boy I'm jogging around these bases Niggas pitches need to change I separated from my main one It's just another day another nigga's bitch to face fuck I been like this since the Motorola Razr What a bastard that baby was Little mad nigga missing dad never praying much Right around the same time his grandmama drank a bunch Take the bus take a niggas seat like it was made for me I got this nigga Da$h with me he sipping on some maple leaf I'm only happy when there's static in the air 'Cause the fair weather fake to me Living in the scope hairs crossed like adjacent streets Dare a nigga think it's sweet never bitches funny boy You berries and you honey for the bear that's here to tear and eat Run a niggas pockets like some errands make it hasty I hope the sheriff keep away from me Hope the sheriff keep away from me I've been here before Late for everything my face to the cement That's how I always seen it I spent days faded and anemic You could see it in my face I ain't been eatin' I'm just wastin' away Looks like the way that River Phoenix went gon' end up my fate And when they drag me out the gutter mail the ashes to my mother Twist the spliff if I don't finish my plate Slip a fist up for my niggas in chains my mental was caged See I ain't been to prison but the feeling's the same Shared sentiment winnin' if the pen hit the page As of late I've been watchin' every bitch in my space Shit's just lookin' different with age Try to make some sense of all this shit in my brain One foot stuck in a tar pit of my ways And if it's like that the whole time If it's like that the whole time we'll be alright And if it's like that the whole time we'll be alright Stayin' up all night but it's alright And I been stayin' up the whole night but it's alright It's me and my nibbling conscience Nigga I'm fixin' to give up I've been alone for the longest It's trouble the way that we joggin' Nothin' gon' save us or stop us Me and my nibbling conscience Nigga I'm fixin' to give up I've been alone for the longest This spliff I ain't splittin' no time soon My brain split in two it's rainin' a bit I hope it's a monsoon my face in the sink I'm seein' my mom soon I'm faded I stink Stay in it alright I got my grandmama's hands I start to cry when I see 'em 'Cause they remind me of seein' her These the times that I needed her most 'cause I feel defeated And I buy nothin' by myself my second thoughts my sec My hands I start to cry when I see 'em 'Cause they remind me of seein' her These the times that I needed her most 'cause I feel defeated And I buy nothin' but myself my second thoughts My hectic process of thinkin' and all my doubts and I think I know Nak in there sleepin' he on the couch that's my brother Give me a boost when my confidence need it so I love him To tell the truth I got a problem with eatin' I be druggin' To tell the truth I'm not supposed to be off in here I'm supposed to be sleepin' but I be turnin' and tossin' To tell the truth I miss my partna dem To tell the truth you can't be loud when you're the wrongest fam To tell the truth I'm at a loss of friends Well time waits for no man and death waits with cold hands I'm the youngest old man that you know If ya soul intact let me know Nineteen still gettin' kicked out the crib Ripped off my bib spit out my food hiccup and piss Urine burnin' I could smell the liquor in this Rappers stoop just to get to your crib Now it's like bruised face loose walk too sauced Distraught thoughts on my corpse on the asphalt Back when I'd slack off rock my slacks of my ass half-off Every time I rap I blast-off Back when I catch court I always had sports Dippin' on cops in my track shorts So tell my mom I had to make it right I lie every night about the lime-light so I could lie at night And tell my pops I gotta take advice Keep my head screwed on tight abuse these mics See me I'm the contusion type A cat to smack the mic Against my fuckin' head when I'm losing hype Smack king and I do it right Bitch I skated before I rapped If you take me before your captain bet twenty hots on your daddy That someone could Noila Clap 'em probably cold and passive 'Cause pops was the one that got to me feeling down like he passed it And when I'm cornered it's action I was kinda out the game Momma put the quarter right back in the slot last year we took the seven to the Dussy seventeen to the block Bitch if yo' nigga had Supreme we was the reason he copped it And nowadays I'm on the hunt for mirrors to box with And some pretty bitches that ain't trip if it's a hit and run I got the gold 'cause I don't do the crying bro She Mario I'm tryna keep the whining to a minimum Piggies come bet I'm splittin' quicker than I finish rum Find me some Indica nuggets on my fingers And my shirt like they was chicken crumbs The room spinnin' finna yak if I don't hit the blunt Got the chin waggin' slim chances of me getting up After this mind in the trash next to where my fuckin' passion went Dodge fanatics half-a-Xanax when I'm traveling Six hours or more brick out on the tour Got kicked out of the morgue spit cattle manure shit Shit rally the Horsemen tally the corpses I don't give a fuck nigga So why'd they evict you bro Feel this cage when that acid fade Face the same but your mind has changed You desire a stable home I acquire fame at naming hoes Contemplating ways of getting dome plotting on my neighbors Asking God for favors guess he isn't home Probably 'cause that fucking faith I didn't show Skipping church flip the work Hit the dirt like Tommy Drummond bitch Grew up in a home that papa wasn't in Came up off of work that my conscience wasn't in Either way it goes a lot is getting hit And if it wasn't hoes then it probably was a lick Got burners on my soul and my posse on my skin Promise that I'm not the one to fucking plot against Love him but my father ain't my motherfucking friend Trying to figure out how to start a motherfucking end Huh trend dodging keep a bitch by me bank roll Garbage bag full of sins cleanse my soul to rap still nigga Cash is in hand packs get vac sealed like the Tin Man Cardiac still missing is it past real get it work make Guinness Don't know where I'm going don't know where I been Never trust these hoes can't even trust my friends Tell that bitch to roll up you fucking with some grown ups My mama wonder why I never seem to reach her See my daddy in the way I'm acting and my facial features Just trying to put you on dawg I came from teachers Take the plate and clean it nigga I'm a dog Lord I can't fight it know I'm tryna brawl Get a copper hauled off shit I'm the type of nigga that you cop your raw off Popping whores off Grab the ball and these niggas call charge Team switching jerseys like it's All Star Press the OnStar think we all lost Juicebox tank top tube socks Dude stop forehead shiny like a new Glock Two shots fired at the Excursion we were swervin' in All-purpose verses with a passion for servin' kids Empty out your purses on an immature crime spree Hypebeast's highly likely to bite me And try to high five me but I just give them high threes 'Cause y'all don't get two touch me I'm the shit Sue me if you got an issue grab a tissue Mediocrity is odd to me Ass as far as your eyes can see Who the best they holla me Nombre shit I don't spit crack I spit cocaine crisp I ain't fuckin' with it if it's no payment 'Cause everyone knows paid dues don't pay rent I'm dope like the coke that I'm laced with Dreams what I'm chasin' flow hot it's chafin' This is why I'm hot No that is why I'm blazin' Dilla jacked Nick I am shinin' like the diamond that I'm draped in Excuse the endurance miss this critic thing is new to me Yeah man you know what I'm saying already You crazy for this one Fresh out the belly of the island into the heart of the city T and them just hit the road I had Sage and Nak and 'em with me I thought the fauna was pretty so I approached her My first apartment was really covered with roaches 'Cause niggas was really smoking Gotta say that as of late I been busy with business mostly Got a tape Catch a wave now you in the industry ocean Missing out on your boat I been figuring out my own fish home gets distant We working I'm on the road again Cold and the spirits is bursting up out the Trojan man Fridge full of spirits in the crib mirror Let me hear why the niggas that's the peers see and hear us Then mimic the fucking motions man Keep the circle close let them niggas front in the cul-de-sacs Friendly with the chosen the rest is getting the poker hand Face-drinking smoker it help me duck when emotion jab Fame is the culprit who give me drugs without owing cash Devil trying me I'm dodging falling victim to myself Middle finger to the help When it's problems I don't holler rather fix 'em on myself When it's looking like it's quiet for you this the shit to yell This the shit right yup keep your chin high up 'Cause when she ain't fucking with you then her friend might Let you get up inside yup let this shit ride yup You don't get it rocking like we do on this side nigga I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper And lately I don't like shit I been inside on the daily It's Earl Mr. Early Bird gets them girls with curvy curves Skate Mental truck smack a faggot in his Shirley Temple Your rhymes rentals give 'em back to they owners At the end of the bar I spit with the permanence Learn I'm a curb stomping person Like third strike verdict dropping jaw dropping verses This bigger lips in person nigga spits some burn so urn the shit Furnish the flow until my pockets green Kermit's dick The Miss Piggies with a string in they ass I control them like your eyes when I'm tinking a glass So if you thinking about dissing stop thinking it fast 'Cause my wolves ten deep and they knuckles is brass ho The Miss Piggies with a string in they ass I control them like your eyes when I'm tinking a glass So if you thinking about dissing stop thinking it fast 'Cause my wolves ten deep and they knuckles is brass bitch Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains Wait where you going what you doing tonight Just want to know what you doing come back Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains Where you going what you doing tonight Stop running where you going what you doing It's Earl Mr. Lateshift rapist in training Who edge about as straight as some clay closet gay dick Ray say hey Earl's a real charming racist Your birthday day have some KKK cake bitch Habit have it grab it fast and attack it faggot I'm above average like I'm rapping in the attic yeah Dirty as a anus is fans stand in rain for this They even stand in sleet season until they fucking feet bleeding Hail and fucking snow in hell with fucking coats Probably wear more layers there's only one Sweatshirt He make them bow down until they mothafucking necks hurt Fans proud to stand in sleet season until they fucking feet bleeding Hail and fucking snow in hell with fucking coats Probably wear more layers there's only one Sweatshirt He make them bow down 'til they mothafucking necks hurt Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains Wait where you going what you doing tonight Just want to know what you doing come back Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migraine Don't ask why my jeans splattered with these white stains Where you going what you doing tonight Stop running where you going what you doing Mr. Deerskin Moccasins is on the fucking stalk again Following and stalking all them larchmont soccer chicks Chopping limbs gnawing legs through they fuckin' stockings Him is grandfather sweatshirt clockin' all them cardigans Product of popped rubbers and pops that did not love us So when I leave home keep my heart on the top cupboard So I will not stutter when I'm shoutin' fuck you son Wolf Gang 'bout it we ain't waitin' 'til the moon come Woo son the moonshine got feelin' loose As the puss of a whore who's used to abuse My screws pretty loose mind fucked like the hair-doos You unripe fruit dudes is crews to chew through My niggas wash 'em down with a fat carton of yoo-hoo Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All fuck 'em all No lube it's the crew to get use to faggot Self-loathing narcissist Spittin' crowbars out the back window of cars and shit And acting like a klonopin binge hardening And switching up the moniker of artists into arsonists Knock-knock it's that prodigal pen-throttle bitch Popping like the top of a bottle of hot JavaScript Rhyme harder than nine joggers with Shin splints dodging an ornery rhinoceros Order me my waffles and bother me not blogger The option of being modest just walked to where my father went Ponder how we can holler then spit darker Than Gotham at six bars in the genre then lick shots At imposters and miss nada Volatile pig brawler Is hotter than lit parliament singeing your fucking arm In the parking lot of a Target I'm targeted piss-harboring Heart dark as that thick parka I slip markers in Holla if you've never been a starter Spartan kicking jocks and tossing salt at their Ed Hardy shit Burning chops talking shit rocking twenty-eight's on a rocket ship So I could give a fuck about the car you in nigga Drool and chew aluminum Blue 'Preme overalls jump when the Goombas come From where you should run from where the shooters come Out for cheese with a studio it's like a gouda run it glues to us Shouts to pigeons that I flew amongst Mouth deliver poop it's spouting mucus from its stupid tongue Alpha male got the chickens looser than his cruising trucks Losers get a Kuma Punch keep it moving like a puma's lunch Started thinking about a normal life it got me suicidal Standing in the kitchen with a noose and a rifle Hang or bang hocking loogies in a bible Dancing with the devil tonight's our first recital His hands on my hips he take control of my movement A couple of minutes pass and I don't know what I'm doing Just dance to the music so nobody will laugh at me But the fucking voices in my head keep asking me Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight I live all over my roomie's a bum Fuck a bitch never sober virgin bitch nun Sound like she dying when that virgin bitch cum My used penis beats on this virgin bitch drums She asking me to dance I ask for my pants Ended up with an argument sirens ambulance Scratch her off my list the situation bias She made me a milkshake and forced me to try it Nah I ain't Nas get the fuck off my dick Besides from the smell of it I'm hating the flavor Last night for the hell of it I raped her neighbor Bit her fillings all through my vampire teeth saber she screams for her savior A nun with a bum fuck you bitch better pay up I need to eat place to sleep new shoes aging feet Alligator hair heat Gatorade made her sweet Bitter sweet seven fist fighting with a reverend Bless sessions niggas fresh as Crest breath is Devil in my chest I inhale more cess then Place one missed call to heaven You ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight Salmon skin Band-Aid help with recovery Diction buttery grass depending Your nigga was switching passed depending on where the rudder swings Snapping like the shutter speed pucker up kiss of death Tell your men to hit the deck or hit the dirt Killing who you send in first verse wintergreen spit it show 'em that I meant it Ho I'm rolling with my niggas find a gold and call the chemist Show up solo to the scrimmage throw a brick and pour the Henny Don't defend it it's useless nigga Up to my wrist in the cooler gripping the brew in this music shit For Versace suicidal I hit the Jake threw the rifle And tell her open that mouth for deposit leave the bank broke Sliding in she smiling and fidgeting pull my face close Streaming down the street from what 'roma was stank though Product of the villainy product capable plainclothes Rhyme with no niggas who probably was gonna remain broke Uhh let's be honest 'cause truthfully At the rate I'm moving you gon' have to get used to me This sauce is the weakest tang and my three step Often rejected 'cause I reject the reject Garage band flow needs no reasoning Y'all niggas tasteless beef no seasoning Him without a win is Clark Kent without a cleft chin Superman reference of how high I keep stepping Whoa I go harder than standardized testing Bars on lock my development's arrested I'm the bestest on a bad day I spit asbestos Yeah yes impressive y'all steady coming in second My flow ends recessions I'm fresh as Crest breath is Okay I'm tryna tell you I'm superior Cardiac flow what you're hearing in my material is heart When it's comes to alter-ego's I got at least four But they the reason why I'm always ready listo Aight I'm Sly-lingual eyes on the prize I'm fly make eyes twinkle I been dope put it on your grandmother's wrinkles Chip on my shoulder like I'm dieting with Pringles Life is but a beach chair beach nigga's folding This my little brother on my mother's side our father died He was living with my grandmother on the North side Of Sacramento but this fag ain't just visiting He's settling in he can't wait to start meddling And doing the evil shit we do Yeah he skate too and he raps ooh This the newest Wolf Gang member and he Nigga this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big This nigga look at this fuckin' nigga lips dog This nigga's lips look like a split sundae Yo this nigga's line is bended that's fucked up Yo this nigga this nigga look like a African poet Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose Nigga don't be nervous nigga say somethin' trust me guys he can rap He a bitch just say somethin' Nigga don't be a bitch nigga say somethin' Nigga rap you fuckin' suck probably Trust me guys he can rap just say somethin' I've been tryna tell a different story Find balance and I'm tippin' off And tell grandma I be with her shortly I won't panic when they send her for me 'Cause I ain't got time for feelin' sorry I gotta be on point when duty call And I'm prolly the worst nigga to get involved with These shoulders is not for you to sniffle on Watch the wall collide with my fist Mostly over problems that I know I should fix Focused so I know my skin tone is a cliff We on the edge and they hopin' we slip I had to ask moms what I owed to this shit she said nothin' She asked me 'bout them old times both of us miss I said nothin' She asked me if I'm smokin' again I told her that I prolly gotta go in a bit I've been tryna tell a different story Find balance and I'm tippin' off And tell grandma I be with her shortly I won't panic when they send her for me 'Cause I ain't got time for feelin' sorry I gotta be on point when duty call And I'm prolly the worst nigga to get involved with These shoulders is not for you to sniffle on Tunnel vision on a guap stack Malt liquor perspirating through the brown sack Big talk looking thinner when it's combat Swear that shit is astounding I ain't stupid with cash either I grew up around it They overheard he shoot nice so they knew to surround him Eating shit like he's Shoenice like the booth had a bounty I'ma kill it it's Early like a school night I'm the realest that you know my bruised soul In the middle of group home in the locks Threw the times I spent off in group homes in a box I been grown boy And cool coals you spitting just ain't hot this fire and brimstone You guys should've went home when you could've Took the title raising bars of what's supposed to be good up His shirt drenched they wet his rosary wood up And who you 'posed to be sugar Don't get close to me My heart cold like the fucking carrots in the grocery store And in the morning no Folgers just 'dro I told my momma that I'm on my way home I know my grandma watching over my soul on some other shit Spent nights off the downers at my desk Did time in the tower off the spliffs I'm not like the cowards on the fence I'm not like I'm lounging on the bench Get up out and get your shit Find some power in yourself or in this shit Listen my niggas spit All day give 'em what live niggas require My state give up the prize 'cause I'ma find it Anyway boy we riding Trying to sneak the cake up out the motherfucking bakery quiet Dodge and evade all the fire Watch what you saying to sire Stay out my face and my wallet Move state to state for the profit Said that on Sunday you peeped it A tiny list of my peoples I see 'em all as my equal So the difference between us is a just a pimp and a preacher I'm running quick from my demons I crush the spliff with my sneaker You know the difference between us These niggas fraud you could see it all of them out of their feelings I know my heart so I speak it I love the squad so I lead it Eyes wide open I'm sleepy I'm on the highway I'm weaving in and out of my lanes I call mom say that I was all the power I needed She say she glad I'm called she just can't believe it I'm gone with a smile on their face My whole disposition like Fuck who told me to sit Ten toes on the cement Lil weed in my socks Send dudes songs to repent Clean up my thoughts we in a box See a lot of niggas talk on the bench A lotta father figures followin' trends I ain't involved with 'em Lemmings like to fall off of cliffs And bring they squad with 'em I seen God in the mirror drinking I tee off when the spirit hit me And I don't fear the ending 'cause I feel the envy I listen to my past when it whisper to me Half of it makes sense My nigga half of it riddles to me Moses with a makeshift staff Sending ripples through ya And through the land And the river been a plan But when I go to grab it it slither out my hand So on my other hand I been handling business Kinda shabby but my momma told me man up It's now Popeye with the anchor tats And the spinach Finna spazz on a nigga if I have to Wrist takers no Satan new dance moves It could be your last move Hard to see the glass half full When you don't have food Wrist dangling like black fruit nigga Crossing all my T's And I'm dotting all my I's Gotta watch out for debris When it's fallin' down As far as I can see I done confronted all the shit I couldn't walk around Keep a piece when you on the ground Leakin' you hard as Hell Keep some wind in my sails Walkin' down La Brea Name ringin' bells like we got some mail Ahh still love me More than feelings get hurt when the shotty goes Blow ears get fucked from my audios I get more ass than potty holes Had these naughty flows ever since I was a snotty nose Youngin mobbin' with my shirt tucked in I'll pop a nigga in his mouth to show him I wasn't bluffin' But things changed like a Barack Campaign ad Niggas on the sneak tip I see you clearly through these Ray-Bans Wait now my erections go down the necks of hoes Who next to go The flexible bisexual I'm thinkin' so What's perplexin' though is that this adolescent's flow Is hotter than a motherfuckin' summer spent in Mexico Cop me a mic check and go prepare for domination I got more flavors than a calm doctor has patients Cut to the race I'll come in first place Respect me or catch a Nike SB to the face Now I whooped so many niggas that they callin' me racist I annihilate them my flows amazing as grace is Ask them motherfuckers locked up in my basement I won't give a shit fuck once your face hit's the pavement A hater only flatters me Who's up to bat We bastards we savage y'all handle more balls than Agassi No body passes me Fantastic three plus one Leave catastrophes wherever we run umm Hun pardon the casualties Lyrically you can't pass me Nigga tryina pass me got slapped like a black chicks ass cheek I'm cold make the track sneeze breakin' niggas like bad knees I got sweet steeze so sweet I attract bees With my brainiac flows the zaniest hoes know I hit niggas playin' me with low blows I cop dough and stay afloat when I show boat nigga Yeah I'm eating shawarma doing drawings of Chewbacca Bumping Flocka fuck the drama Marijuana been as calming as the fucking Dalai Lama Your style common as a little league sponsor from retarded kids' fathers I'm at meetings shaking hands and adding commas to my net worth Talk about my money please some feelings might just get hurt This the same effect and less words Chilling with this asshole who calls himself Sweatshirt This might be some of my best work Let these bitches dive in head first Applying pressure when I put together letters I'm a king I'm a myth beat a bitch down with my scepter These hidden treasures feeling better than a million sweaters in Alaska Your raps are corny as Nebraska High as NASA on acetone acid foam Talking trash like John McEnroe You a little bitch that's what the fucking Cabbage Patch is for Watch me smack a ho turn around and catapult Up above my castle's moat right into my fucking throne Drugs thugs killers goons saints evil wise fools highs lows bitches hoes Roll is similar to bakers' dough a bun in the oven Karma couldn't make her save it though Just playing my music you see I speak to her endangered soul God's son dick in the dirt because the manger broke Bitch I really go bumping tonight Whether wrong or right we rushing them right You know it's never been much for a fight But I don't really wanna be that nigga I black out and you don't really wanna see that nigga I mapped out my plan the best that I could to get rich and put on for the rest of my hood You know it make us think revenge when the recipe cook Shoot the leader in the head leave the rest of em' shook I rap better than most these rap veterans Words so real that they had to be said again Speak sedatives set a date and we can set it off Pray I never let that weapon off Drugs thugs killers goons saints evil wise fools highs lows bitches hoes Sober for a sec but I'm done so I write easier That weapon make a peppermint out of that white tee If you coming then godspeed you sonning me Don't speak to me crooked I'm stunting Look at me Ma it's no hand outs Sweaty want the dumb cash I'm done with bus riding She made the mistake for thinking he gave a fuck 'bout her Tell him duck down or get drug out the back door Flow got the mouth doing duties like the Task Force Doobie and a passport standing where the path forks Quick to grab your bitch's wrist and get the shit I ask for Wang Trashy as bitches and two Garmins we switching through lanes Handling business on my side of the line where they ain't having it You know that sweet talk is cheap Niggas ain't talking that's regardless what the docket read Stop and stare it's really him Fresh from out the piggy pen If I die tonight then tell my mom I was a pretty bitch It's the blackest piece of trash they seen in a park Holla at your guala if ever you feel your weed sparse nigga Salty tee off with us just know that T brought villains My nigga we all itchin' to see you dropped I don't wanna chop it up never fronted like I'm the nicest Fame faze him not the slightest aim stainless at your iris Take paper out your pocket as sure as Toyo tires round That fucking little schisty clown is back in full effect Little teeny tiny Sweat he biting bitches by the neck Got my fucking dick as long as lists of shit I should regret A little bit depressed that's why the winter fit him best I guess a little biased to the cold mix the Ritalin and sess Because I like the highs and lows and I also like the checks That I'm siphoning from shows and triple six the set The set run it back tight as Corey Duffel pants Doing niggas dirty as the motherfucking plunger cap My main and my ex screaming like it's a habit Move immune in between 'em because I'm diplomatic Catch me in your city passive cleaning up my shitty act Bitches say them gritty raps be making up for shit he lacking And them kitty kats that got him missing Jerry's Thomas Burpin' words that's hotter than the pocket where he carry chronic Very awesome so spare the comments I'm bi-coastal Paid and chugging forties you niggas can keep your wine toasted You'll still never know Sly's been first man Y'all forever last I'm forever everlastin' Mashing on the gas bypassing all the has-beens In that sense I'm that shit in that scents Inhale it breathe it embrace it Crepes is not as flat as you natives of fake is So I take this and shine and provide illumination But niggas stay in the dark and I'm startin' to get impatient Fifteen is the age of the teenager Roamin' with a mind full of gold no pager A circle of squares is what shaped us Until it's sussed feel free to hate us Unchained untamed fast lanin' fat chainin' Throw 'em on a playlist labeled as the greatest Unleaded premium large not medium Say cheese bitches bodies seize upon meeting us man This is what I do I infect hope And inspire folk by painting pictures with the better view My soul is weather proof my mind can shape shift Divine greatness runs in bloodlines still ancient Expansive universes embedded in ours Reflected in stars I shine with the breath in my heart That's why my flows complete it's flawed Get raw energy exposed for the whole globe to see Yeah you know it's me I'm back at it again Elevating the bar haters will never get in This is a sacred place where we embrace creation Through landscape shape and painted in a vacant space They asked us to stop playing so rough outta courtesy And if I were to stay in my lane I swerve purposely I spit fire burns in the third degree Every line is turpentine to these herb serpentines Snakes in the grass for all you dumbasses Fairfax bastards rockin' nerd glasses I dominate y'all denominate fractions I relapse back to spittin' crack like chapped lips Chasin' pavements 'til the day of amazin' payment Success is the fragrance on my Bathin' Ape apron Pull your face up out your anus and face this Darth invade your playlist you cannot evade this Closed case you're makeshift I make hits You make shit you crave this greatness You can't attain us like bad grades for Asians I'm grade A list lick the speaker you could taste it Open up the case on 'em Set his own pace peeped the rats wasn't racing with 'em Made it out the maze haze with the stanky odor Simmer down my brain when I can't control it Nigga where your chips You should bet 'em on him Call the vet he barking hear him and the mess he started Nigga they keep a eye on me I am not a child artist I raised the bar and hit a chin-up for a while on it Life a long ride my niggas up for it My bitches down for me 'cause I stay a buck-fifty Angel City drought time why the fuck I'm up fifty Playing like I'm down five They can't really fuck with me Let a nigga sizzle in the pan if he wanna Los Angeles area annual summer we burning under it Learned from taking chances and fumbling Nigga I was taught to take your rations and guzzle 'em bitch Welcome to my home the place that I hate The place that I love the Planet of the Apes The place that I loathe the boy minus father Equals boy minus heart always testing mama Mic sessions thrash life lessons trashed Nights get cold as the knife that I grab Zoom to your wife room take her life with a stab Sure her ass look nice it'd look nicer in a bag And slung over shoulder village slum soldier Bayonet bloods when my cup runneth over With sith lord dark side of the force In the trunk of a Porsche tryna butt fuck Yoda Shotgun drop T Earl flow shogun Jabbing with a pen while you faggots getting toes done Hold up I was four going on grown up So before you niggas tell me I'm nuts you better grow some faggot Fuck this Christmas ain't nothing for you Crazy mothafuckas in the North Pole causing ruckus And the punk nut-crackers couldn't cuff us how I fuck her It was quiet how I stepped in I crept in with my cock out Now she's having make-out sessions with my weapons Drunk a fifth of eggnog stole Santa's reindeer Joy-rode the North Pole steering is a bitch so I hopped out and ask some Jasper elves for some info Where I can burn some Christmas trees with large amounts of thick snow I've been acting naughty problem child in attendance John Ritter said he taught me how to mothafuck a Christmas Dismissing all the wanting and the presents are forsaken See if you're the gift from God then I'm the Christmas wrap from Satan You bitch you can't get nothing No more no more presents no more cranberry sauce Bitch you can't get nothing no more No more fleeces for your caprices and shit Bitch give me my mothafuckin' presents back ain't none for you Alright for real you gon' have to give me my fucking presents back 'Cause those are for my grandma yeah that thong that was for my grandma Give me my presents back give me my gifts Hold up hey now the beast in me Is no longer sleeping it wants to eat MCs So I let 'em free let 'em feed peacefully Until he cease now a beast must drop feces But I never let it free fall I catch it and spit it I kick shit that blows whole districts into tidbits With pen in fist I take tallys of these scrimmages Can't call it game my juego wicked as witches is The kid spits fuego sicker than syphilis So sister and brothers grab a shovel start digging this Matter fact grab a Nikon and picture this An icon with no assistance and no assist in this Reminisce the number one plus twenty three My days are sunny with steeze sweeter than honey bees Waters are muddy I'm cunning running from nothing be Now I'm fucking muffin mothafuckas ain't touch me Give it till I can't give I lend a hand if it's needed But these stabs got me bleeding out my back kid Uh keep it on the fumble we could sack shit Hat trick we considered Mulligan's for that shit The proof is in the pudding and the pamphlets The sewer and the mattress Stupid nigga you can get it get it Only thing certain is these taxes Burn me when the journey end Clergymen turn me into ashes I move surgically With new sermons for the masses we too purpose for the scrap What the verdict read Is that courtesy of shit circumstances The earth is my turf but the hearse like a magnet I be outside in some handcuffs might be outside in the dirt uh Gentrifiers got the turf getting hacked up Late nights thinking 'bout who lied to me first Graveyard energy Tied to the job based off principle My inner jit grinning but my face all twisted It's the artist at work Greyhound tickets and some haze on my Mrs Know it make no sense I keep my heart on my shirt When the rainstorm vicious spend the day blowing drinking Tryna harvest the hurt but it make no difference Welcome to the end of the show and I'm your host Johnny GoodTwinkle I'm talking 'bout a revolution I am Sly kid ruthless The booth's no spoof it I spit it like I'm toothless Food for the youth while you niggas just fruit And lies become truth I drop shit like pollution Stop fools quick no problem no solution Your crew could sleep in the freezer and still wouldn't be cool kids Cruisin' in the music with the attitude of tool kits Hammerin' these babbling niggas respect my two cents I can give two shits let alone a dollar My flows make bros go whoa hoes say holla Wack niggas say nada the best I'm a synonym Still my pocket slim like the Olsen twins and 'em Mr. Quick to Diss 'Em is dismissing 'em quick in my sentences Oliver Twist like Charles Dickens' death Wishing competition but listen the plot thickens I'm a stand up nigga well hell I'm not sittin' Tip top zip-lock flow bitches air tight Yeah right try and unzip it Nigga poutin' 'cause he got his bitch stole by big lips Wolf Gang Sweatshirt ho Ninety-four black music beat a preacher's ass to it Honor class crack movement you faggots is ass chewin' New black Rasputin get these hoes loose As your back tooth with a Kimbo jab to it Fuck y'all they can't handle the fact That I am not yet a man I'm manhandlin' tracks Tell these fags that the lip chapped champion's back Wolf cack is up the ass of the tabbiest cat My hands on my sock I'm Pop Crackle and Snap Get it poppin' off pop a couple Xan in some class Smoke a little hash with my favorite janitor's ass And beat my teacher 'til she gives my fuckin' mannequins back bitch Pigeon blood'll leave the stool wall shitted up Shit talk Myrtle fuck get your little sister fucked Shit I'll hit stripper up to go and pick a different slut To stick inside them fuckin' pots where we brew them bitches up Rippin' writtens while my nigga Hodgy splittin' blunts Eyes hazy with my middle finger up a stripper's cunt Lights down lit her up sherm in my sippy cup Ice pickin' cripples 'til I get my Tommy Pickle rub Catch me poppin' pimples tellin' bitches triple 6 is us Stabbin' 'em with pencils in their temples 'til my dick erupts It's really fuckin' simple slut Wolf Gang get with us Either that or grab a full fist of nuts and lick 'em up Turn it up fisticuffs givin' bitches dick to suck Let 'em drink the cum out a mothafuckin' paper cup Whores wider than the horse that I'm sniffin' up Leave now if you ain't tryna get them titties touched We the best and I'm provin' it Competition missin' like the braids of fuckin' Ludacris Mop duplicates get socked in the uterus For steppin' in the section of them Odd Future hooligans Psych I'll take your uterine hula hoop with it Backslap her with a tube of lubricant Tape it and take it to Ace's so we can do this shit Carjack her parents' coupe and take a cruise in it Youtube the shit Cut the bullshit what you forgot Now you're pouting 'cause I'm playin' your pussy like it's a tuba bitch Too foul loose bowels get used to it So point me to the nearest booth so I can poop in it Yea I'm your new fetish Rip through cyphers like rabbits chew lettuce Young black fresh Hugh Hef you said it Grinding with your girl while you're posted two steppin' Pen in my right mic in my left fist Flow got more bang than two weapons Undetected I'm the best no question who said it Couldn't find your style with two fuckin' detectives Straight to the top please no Prerequisites I'm the shit's that's on ya face like zits Cocky bastard disappear when the 3.8 hits Back and forth pacing got no patience Pulse racin' I'm amazin' as grace is fuck Satan Leave this pussy ass with his face caved in Face it this adolescent's presence leaves messes keep stepping Rep niggas with no rep ho's separate Niggas with no breath ain't no real kin of me I'm clever my endeavor sever several wannabes I'm chilly got the girls giddy my flow silly Roll with me and your crew ain't nothing but four fifties Me and my crew both of them powered in two tundras Open up your eyes witness the boy wonder Fire flow comparable to two summers Strike like lightning and I don't need thunder Allen with the picked 'fro answering the outlet Powered up out for the assist Don't panic when it get cold we go at it hoe How you want them ribs smoked family Uh Ten toes know you on your shit already Big stone granite in your fist ball Standing on the strip Don't panic when the pig come Scramble get the big tall fetti and then get home Tell me if tell me if he wins though Don't think he said he pro-violence But it's gon' be your problem if he did though I lived out the way ay Palace where the Crips stay Silent when the pigs came browsing in his shit Bang like two mallets too callous for your bitch taste I 'member when they had my grandmammy on a drip drink How much of that gin straight Could have filled a fish tank My doggy hit my cell say he got me off the strength Your heart and then your limbs break Smack you then I flip bro What's popping like a hip bone Yeah I told you these niggas passing like the Citgo we passing Niggas know we keep the gas inside the spliff roll The wind get the ashes in the end bro We been took your pass and your credentials uh Bad apple they be clashing with my kinfolk Bad acid did damage to my mental Shorty right it took some passes just to get grown They been called me savage from the get go Uh I'll fuck you up bitch Yeah this is stadium rap Hotter than the last name on my alias Jack Rip Bad bitch flip our gymnasiums pack Track itch shit's dope y'all should slang it in sacks Shit's selling for ten harder than elephant skin Benevolent grin I stay gold you settle for tin Wolf Gang Wolf Pack I got weapons of tens So take a wild guess as to why they letting us in please Earl letting the competitor win Is the equivalent of stepping with stilletos in gyms It's not happening so while I'm standin' checkin' your chin Know the flow takes the H out your shins fin I'm picky with words I edit my verses You bet if I said it I said it with purpose I'm just not a regular person Hard to sympathize with Early I hug the wall like a mural Need percocets in plural Young nigga lost in the world just spent up all of my euros I don't have time for you girls that's why I be with my girl I give her dick and she gives referrals All of these hoes it's just me in a jersey I'm playing the venue see that's what my work is No need to research me boogeyman is the I.D. for my work I know that you heard of me Wait for your sleep then your feet feel a jerk We on a murder spree This is a burglary Taking your soul and the bling off your shirt Like we rehearsed and the screaming don't work We got your mafuckin' dream in a hearse We make it work Cut the loose ends No new friends So I'm always lonely Even if he shakes yo' hand That don't make that man your homie Maybe 'cause I'm up right now while all these hoes on me Maybe 'cause I'm up right now while all these bitches on me Can't forget what they told me Started out tryna make a truce Ended up back in mine off a eighty proof But running wild got you thinking you could solve it We could really use some time Just to recollect and find out a thing or two Check the weather never mind I ain't in the mood Eyes settled on the prize bitch I'm in the loop Strip vinyl spliff fired up I get to choose Which titles my rivals could win or lose Parachuting through the fall I wish for summer off Spring fitted for the dark nigga in the longsleeve Driftin' through it all niggas know Niggas know not to hit me I don't get too many calls This city shit go pity how a piggy did you dog That's why swampman living in the bog feeling like a tsar Off-brand niggas on the spittle getting charred Swear you can hear death whistle from afar When the wind blow feds want your info Streets full of sink holes sheets full of nymphos Brains like a baseball legs like some pencils Head for the hills 'cause I'm on your heels Like a bloodhound trained to your scent Show face when I get dough my face in the shit Two cards blackjack both ace's it's lit Cold case on the mess that I made thugging No trace of me since I sin no place to repent Close game but we win motherfucker Closed game cold game I'll fuck you up bitch Uh yeah this is stadium rap Hotter than the last name on my alias Jack Rip Bad bitch flip our gymnasiums back Track itch shit's dope y'all should slang it in sacks Shit's sellin for ten harder than elephant skin Benevolent grin I stay gold you settle for tin Wolf Gang wolf pack packin' weapons in tens So take a wild guess as to why they lettin' us in Please Earl lettin' the competitor win Is the equivalent of steppin' with stilettos in gyms It's not happenin' so while I'm standin' checkin' your chin Cruisin' down the street in my sixty four Jockin' the freaks clockin' the dough Went to the park to get the scoop Knuckleheads out there cold shooting some hoops A car pulls up who can it be A fresh El Camino rolling Kilo G He rolls down his window and he started to say It's all about making that GTA 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit Donald B's in the place to give me the pace 'Til I caught him in my car trying to steal a Alpine Chased him up the street to call a truce The silly cluck-head pulls out a deuce-deuce Little did he know I had a loaded twelve gauge One sucker dead LA Times front page 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill So I went to a place where my homeboys chill Niggas out there making that dollar I pulled up in my sixty-four Impala They greet me with a forty and I start drinking And from the eight-ball my breath start stinking Left to get my girl to rock that body Before I left I hit the Bacardi Went to her house to get her out of the pad Dumb ho said something that made me mad She said something that I couldn't believe So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave She started talking shit wouldn't you know Reached back like a pimp slapped the ho Her father jumped up and he started to shout So I bombed on pops knocked his ol' ass out 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit Now I'm rolling hard now under control Then wrapped the sixty-four around a telephone pole Throw it in the gutter and go buy another Walking home and I see the G ride Now Kat is drivin Kilo on the side As they busted a U they got pulled over A undercover cop in a dark green Nova Now Kat got beat for resisting arrest He socked the pig in the head for rippin' his Guess Now G is caught for doing the crime Fourth offense on the boy he'll do some time 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit I went to get them out but there was no bail My niggas caused a riot in the county jail Two days later in municipal court Kilo G on trial straight cut a fart Disruption of a court said the judge On a six-year sentence my man didn't budge Bailiff came over to turn him in Kilo G looked up and gave a grin The bitch came in with a sub-machine Uzi Police shot the girl but didn't hurt her Both upstate for attempted murder 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit Ahh real muthaphuckkin G's Hey yo Doctor here's another proper track And it's phat watch the sniper time to pay the piper And let that real shit provoke See you's a wannabe 'loc and you'll get smoked and I hope That your fans understand when you talk about sprayin' me The same records that you makin' is payin' me Motherfuck Dre Motherfuck Snoop Motherfuck Death Row Yo and here comes my left blow 'cause I'm the Eazy-E and this is the season You're like a kid you found a pup and now you're dapper But tell me where the fuck you found an anorexic rapper Talkin' 'bout who you gon' squabble with and who you shoot You're only sixty pounds when you're wet and wearin' boots Stop him in his tracks show him that I am Ruthless Boy you should've known by now Every day it's a new rapper claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta Softer than a bitch but portray the role of gangsta Ain't broke a law in your life Yet every time you rap you yap about the guns and knife Just take a good look at the nigga and you'll capture The fact that the bastard is simply just an actor Who mastered the bang and the slang and the mental Of niggas in Compton Watts and South Central Never ever once have you ran with the turf But yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirt But tell me who's a witness to your fuckin' work So you never had no bid'ness so save the drama jerk Niggas straight kill me knowin' that they pranksters This is goin' out to you studio gangstas See I did dirt put in work and many niggas can vouch that So since I got stripes I got the right to rap about that But niggas like you I gotta hate ya 'Cause I'm just tired of suburbia niggas Talkin' about they come from projects Knowin' you ain't seen the parts of the streets G Think you started tryna bang around the time of the peace treaty Wearin' khakis and mob while you rhyme Little fag tried to sag but you're floodin' at the same time And your set don't accept ya scared to kick it with your homies 'Cause you know they don't respect ya So nigga please check nuts Before you step to these muthaphuckkin' real G's Approach me like you hard motherfucker I'ma bank ya Shank ya with my fuckin' shank if I have to Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin' actors Pranksters studio gangstas busters But this time you're dealin' with some real motherfuckers G's nigga please don't try to step 'Cause if you do then a pealed cap is all that would be left See young niggas like me will break you off somethin' Claimin' my city but Dre you ain't from Compton Niggas like y'all is what I call wannabes And ain't shit compared to real muthaphuckkin' G's I never met a O.G. who never did shit wrong You tried to diss the Eazy-E so now nigga it's on You and your Doggy Dogg think that y'all hoggin' shit Both of you bitches can come and suck my Doggy dick Beatin' up a bitch don't make you shit but then again Some niggas think it makes a man Damn it's a trip how a nigga could switch so quick From wearin' lipstick to smokin' on chronic at picnics And now you think you're bigger But to me you ain't nothin' but a bitch-ass nigga That ain't worth a food stamp And at Death Row I hear you gettin' treated like boot camp Gotta follow your sergeant's directions Or get your ass pumped with the nine Learn a lesson from the Eaze Stay in your place and don't step to real muthaphuckkin' G's Boy you should've known by now Eazy Duz It Cruisin' down the street in my six-four Jockin' the freaks clockin' the dough Went to the park to get the scoop Knuckle-heads out there cold-shootin' some hoops A car pulls up who can it be A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G He rolled down his window and he started to say It's all about makin' that GTA 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' the trash we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit Who do you think you are Mr. big stuff Rock this mothafucker like Three the Hard Way I'm rollin' hard now I'm under control I throw it in the gutter and go buy another Walkin' home I see the G ride Now Cat is drivin' Kilo on the side As they busted a U they got pulled over An undercover cop in a dark green Nova Cat got beat for resistin' arrest He socked the pig in the head for rippin' his Guess Now G is caught for doin' the crime Fourth offense on the boy he'll do some time 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' the trash we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit I went to get them out but there was no bail The fellas causin' a riot in the county jail Two days later in the municipal court Kilo G on trial cold cut a fart On a six-year sentence my man didn't budge Baliff came over to turn him in Kilo G looked up and gave a grin He yelled out Fire then came Suzy The bitch came in with a sub-machine Uzi Police shot the girl but didn't hurt her Both upstate for attempted murder 'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talkin' the trash we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit Woke up quick at about noon Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon I gotta get drunk before the day begins Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends About to go and damn near went blind Young niggas at the pad throwin' up gang signs Ran in the house and grabbed my clip With the Mac-10 on the side of my hip Bailed outside and pointed my weapon Just as I thought the fools kept steppin' Jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride I got front and back and side to side Then I let the Alpine play Bumpin' new shit by N.W.A Then I played my old shit it went somethin' like this Cruisin' down the street in my six-fo' Jockin' the bitches slappin' the hoes Went to the park to get the scoop Knuckleheads out there cold-shootin' some hoops A car pulls up who can it be A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G He rolled down his window and he started to say It's all about makin' that GTA 'Cause the boyz n tha hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit Yo man get the fuck out and pump that beat Donald B's in the place to give me the pace He said my man J.D. is on freebase The boy J.D. was a friend of mine 'Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal my Alpine Chase him up the street to call a truce The silly motherfucker pulls out a deuce-deuce Little did he know I had a loaded twelve-gauge One sucker dead LA Times front page I'm rollin' hard now I'm under control Then wrapped the six-fo' round a telephone pole Walkin' home and I see the G ride Now Cat is drivin' Kilo on the side As they busted a U they got pulled over An undercover cop in a dark green Nova Cat got beaten for resistin' arrest He socked the pig in the head for rippin' his Guess Now G is caught for doin' the crime Fourth offense on the boy he'll do some time 'Cause the boyz n tha hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit 'Cause the boyz n tha hood are always hard You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card Knowin' nothin' in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy 'cause I ain't said shit Yeah I kicked a little ass But that was a blast from the past mothafucka Yeah let's take a trip Just sit back and light a spliff with this and don't slip On a funky-dope track jump back Go clean gangsta lean I got green Bud I serve dubs like it ain't no thing It's so sweet when you got money to spend I got a proper big tilt and a fabec Benz I make ends spend my dough on no ho That's how it is and that's how it goes Act like you know when I creep real slow Givin' love to them playas that I know is real G's Mobbin' like a motherfucker stuck Can you put your middle finger out the window Gettin' fucked off liquor Get loaded can't control it Nigga pass me the blunt and let me roll it You get the bones act to the whole stack Keep your dough fat Or you might get what we call the rat pack I gives a damn 'bout a skanless trick Let me hit it one time and trick that sick I don't trip gives my dough to no ho That's how it is I got no love for you And jealous mothafuckas can't see That it's the fame that caught these stupid bitches Pass the pussy free So tell me why you sweatin' a mothafucka like me A young nigga tryin' to a hustle up some G's You pussy-ass licking hoes Speakin' down on niggas jumpin' around at the shows And you're the first mothafucka to jump To the trunk when it's time for funk little trick-ass punk Dump dump on fools with a quickness And they got no cure for this sickness I get paid for the way that I kick this And I live my life straight crazy Don't need no punk fools payin' me And broke groupies and hootchies don't faze me I take two steps back and release myself To put platinum and gold on the record shelf I don't brag but I do it like a straight up is Before you do a record partna handle your business And tell me what does it take to be a G I started with a quarter ounce and bounced to a key You gotta watch your back stay strapped be alert Started as a young mothafucka doin' dirt And now I'm in the rap game Like the crack game I got enemies Can't pretend to see my friends are not my enemies And even thug mothafuckas wanna have fun Stuck it buckin' my mothafuckin' Magnum What does it take to be a G Silence is a must violence is a plus Plus shots at my adversaries Them niggas scary best it's time to be buried 'Cause I'll be buckin' in a fuckin' hurry They give us guns and drugs Then wonder why you don't fuck with thugs You wanna count the slugs Every hood's the same every hood's the same Stop trippin' on me Every hood's the same every hood's the same He was once a thug from around the way Eazy but you should Bitch shut the fuck up get the fuck out of here Yo Dre give me a funky ass bassline What the fuck is up in the place to be Coming on the mic is Eazy-mothafuckin-E Dre is on the beat Yella's on the cut So listen up close while we rip shit up Well I'm Eazy-E I got bitches galore You may have a lot of bitches but I got much more Wit my super duper group coming out the chute Eazy-E motherfuckers cold knocking the boots 'Cause I'm a hip-hop thugster I used to be a mugster If you heard you think I own a drugstore Getting stupid because I know how And if a sucker talks shit I give him a 8 ball sipping the bitches are flipping Slow down I hit a dip and continue my tripping Hitting my switches collect from my bitches The money that I make so I can add to my riches Fill my stash box and start rubbing my gat Feeling good as hell because my pockets are fat A hardcore villian cold roaming the streets And wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats Because I'm a gangsta having fun Never leave the pad without packing a gun Hitting hard as fuck I make you ask what was it Rolling through the hood cold tearing shit up Stick my head out the window and I say what's up To the niggas on the corner cold bumping the box But you know that's an alibi for slanging the rocks A dice game started so I said what the fuck So I put my shit in park and had to try my luck Hard to roll wit my bitch jocking twenty-four seven Rolled them muthafuckas ate 'em up hit eleven Got another point I made a ten a fo' Was taking niggas money and was itching for mo' Laughing in their faces and said you're all making me rich Till one punk got jealous cold slap my bitch He pulled out his gat I knew he wouldn't last So I said to myself homeboy you better think fast As you can see I cold smoked his ass Because I'm a gangsta having fun Never leave the pad without packing a gun Hitting hard as fuck I make you ask what was it Wait a minute wait a minute who does it Now I'ma break it down just to tell a little story Straight out the box from the gangsta category About a sucker a sucker muthafucka He's addicted he's a smoker but in Compton called a clucker He used to have a house car and golden rings But the cooky cooky crack took all those things He must of been starving 'cause he broke in my house Caught the nigga on the street and straight took his ass out Now I'm wanted for a murder that I had to commit Yeah I went to jail but that wasn't shit Got to the station about a quarter of nine Call my bitch to get me out 'cause I was down for mine The bitch was a trip cold hung up the phone Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone All the shit I did for her like keeping her rich I swear when I get out I'm gonna kill the bitch Well by now you should know it was just my luck The bailiff of the station was a neighborhood cluck I looked him straight in the eye and said what's up And said let's make a deal you know I'll do you up Now back on the streets and my records are clean I creeped on my bitch wit my Uzi machine Went to the house and kicked down the do' Unloaded like hell cold smoked the ho From around the way born in seventy-three A nigga with a serious ass attitude and a hundred percent street And if you all wanna hear some more In one way or the other I'm a bad brother Word to the muthafucka Today's a good day to die Suck on these nuts nigga suck on these nuts It ain't nuthin' but Eazy baby He'll smoke two niggas 'cause they crazy Talk a gang of shit but it dont phase me That punk nigga Dre still pays me Well if it's on motherfucker then it's on G Now if it's on motherfucker then it's on G Hey mister prankster Story book gangsta Back in eighty-six you wore pumps and mascara Down with the motherfuckin' Wreckin Cru bitch But once a bitch always a bitch and now the fuckin' switch Fag with stethescope now you sag Body slammin' bitches make Dre a bigger man Khaki sportin' loc's in a G ride What set you from punk what set you from ride Rip Van Winkle sleepin' nigga woke up and became a G But you still don't impress the Eazy Smoke a little sherm now you call that shit the chronic Niggas on the westside call it bionic I make a mill here make a mill there Fuck a bitch here fuck a bitch there yeah Well if it's on motherfucker then it's on Old nigga Eazy-E went to the cupboard To get Snoop Doggy Dogg a bone motherfucker Here's another G P for the pussy wussy wuffin' nigga broke As a motherfuckin' joke Talkin' about you want to smoke Nigga this east side But you cling on my balls when I swing my ding-a-ling Yeah you got more juice like a plant of puppy water First I'm gonna choke ya Then I smoke ya then I'm gonna Toss ya in the back of my trunk With the other punk Smoking Death Row like I smoke a Phillie Blunt Well if it's on motherfucker than its on G If it's on motherfucker than it's on G Stickin dick and my balls down your throat doggy listen But ya gave it up still like a trooper Let 'em play ya jam shake ya hand and then they shoot ya You can fool the people on the east coast an the mid-west But In LA you still can't pass the test See I can tell a pussy when I see one Dre wearing lip stick that mean ya have to be one You need to change your sex and your occupation You try to fuck with E nigga run 'Cause if it's on motherfucker then its on G Now if its on motherfucker then its on G It's like that and it's like this I took her to the pad and we started to kiss Now my dick's on hard you know what I'm thinkin' Took the panties off and the pussy wasn't stinkin' Pulled off my drawers and we started to begin Now the pussy's wet so my dick slides in Ridin' from the back so I'm pumpin' kinda slow She's scratchin' on my back oh here she comes Now I gotta get a nut gotta get a nut gotta get it quick You know because I love this shit so Okay back to the fuckin' basics You got yours and mine you want to taste it Open wide oh no don't you waste it Oh shit all over you face kid You know you know one thing You know me I like to slang That dick you know what so roll over girl while I stick it in ya But I'll trade it all while I'm ridin' that ass scream and shout My name is the same Now I love pussy and pussy loves me Like a lemon to the lime and the bumble to the bee You know its real good a nigga can't resist it Couldn't be a fruit loop so don't get me twisted 'Cause in some pussy is the place to be Always fuckin' is the life for me Spread them legs open far and wide Fuck this shit just let me put my dick inside Yes honey I'mma tell you a story About the bad-ass Eazy-E He was drinking whisky and gin at the age of three Listen and listen well Gimmie that god damn book Here let me read you this one Christmas in Compton It was a silent night yes a holy night Until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' Wright While I'm riding that cot under the mistletoe Now dashing through the snow Over the hills I go Laughing at this ho Nuts on her chin ring Making me feel right Oh what fun it is to know That I'm gonna get this pussy tonight So ring them bells ring them bells She's taking it all the way Oh what fun it is to watch her suck my dick this way hey Ring them bells ring them bells She's taking it all the way Oh what fun it is to nut while she's sucking my dick This is the season to get bitten Compton crime lick and I'm smoking on this shit Come sit on my face I mean lap And tell me what you want for Christmas ho ho I want a sleigh ride A Christmas Eve stick of rum She said I slide down the chimney and I'm gonna cum A VCR on the set with nothing but porno flicks Get some Rudolph the red nose reindeer Getcha that gum like a everlastin' gobstoper Give me a hump for his cock will be the party poppa I dig a ho crack a dough by the nuts oh I want to be having a good time fuckin' in tha snow I made him drop to his knees Yeah you know what's up I said here's some candy canes eat'em up I send him down they jumping down swinging by my toes Send me some cheese I want the candy cream and the loot I want Santa to send me a little jack horny guy I want him to shake me So all on the hunt bon appetite And a condom in a tree All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth My two front teeth my two front teeth All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth Yo wheres ya rhyme tell me Buckwheat Buckwheat is a wascal that's no Christmas And all the toys boys and girls fuck ya wishes I not happy overjoyed in this muthafucka No indo under my tree so Santa be a sucka No shit on the roof cough up Rudolph's nuts When I was young I was the only kid Who had enough guts to be Good ole hearing on the East I'd stay awake just to let America know That Santa was a fake I used to believe in Saint Dick when Elvis was alive But all the fucking bullshit got played when I was five Years old just stay young bold writing Now all I want for Christmas is my indo wreath I got my two front teeth Uncle Eazy be the jeezy and just spread me a leaf Little kids don't cry When you find out the Santa Claus is just a fucking lie On the third day of Christmas my homeboys gave to me Three pounds of indo and two birds of cocaine Show us how you treat those bitches I saw mommy fucking Eazy Claus Close the door little bitch I'm getting these draws I'm a tell my daddy if ya ass don't stop I don't give a fuck I'm getting Christmas cot Oh Saint Nick's got a dick like a pole This motherfucker's cheap Shut the fuck up bitches And go back to sleep Yo black what you want for Christmas For my Christmas all the fucked up people Want some corn-on-the-cob A Jew will eat some matzoh ball soup but a nigga'll eat some Chitlins watermelon corn bread and some Fruit Loops Now who's caroling in my window Get out my fucking yard with your camel The Atban Klann will make shit slam it's Christmas time Yo black what you want for Christmas Yo black I want some cash So I can buy some indo chronic and some hash Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas And have a fucked up new year And they all went to prison And lived fucked up lives ever after Nigga evidently ya just don't know who ya fucking with So I suggest get in ya shit and keep truckin' bitch Before I get my gat ya pressure case I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face I tattoo Dre name on my chest A Punk nigga deceased yeah And the bitch that was yours will be mine buddy All because ya woofed on a nigga that was nutty And I had to make an example Nigga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample Of a nigga with street wise reality That don't give a fuck type Compton mentality I stare back death right in the face Contemplate my last day on and everyday base 'Cause a nigga never know when he go I hope it only takes one shot 'Cause I don't wanna die slow My funeral will be full of my peers People that never gave a fuck about me droppin' phony tears I hope I'm in the casket face down So all you motherfuckers can kiss my black ass now And fuck all that cryin' all night Just be happy that I'm rid of this fucked up life yeah And now you see you can't handle me I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless fuckin' family Yeah out with the old in with the motherfuckin' new But check this shit out I got somebody for ya bitch Motherfucker Now it's about time for the Sylk to speak Check dat ass last weak You off the chronic and you tweak Speak when I feel 'Cause I'm as real as they come I'm a bitch with a gun Never run ain't for none If ya wanna test ya luck trick Sister like Sylk Really don't give a fuck bitch Punk bitches wanna step phony speak howdy doody I make ya self break ya self bitch you never knew me Yours truly no longer layin' in the cut Steady fuckin' shit up Never see me shakin' my butt I strut Like a gangsta bitch no not a pranksta bitch I'm quick to gank a bitch trick Peep game at this bitch as I shoot this Gangsta bitch steppin' rollin' with the Ruthless The ruthle double S yo it's the nigga Knocc Out Claim the Blocc so nigga whats next Try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mack truck I'm kickin' tah spittin' this funky shit to make a quick fat buck I'm doggin' a dog you suckers can't talk about tip flip I rip shit I'm stressin' Chillin' up in the studio With the Ruthless Family Fuck the Death Row posse Yo them fools can not handle me Snoop and Andre ya come and try to fade the Loc'ed out Compton original baby gangsta how we do it on the west Ya say ya shit is chronic but to me it's more like stress Or should I say make my shit the stronic Tha Dogg Pound don't wanna step to the atomic dog Ruthless motherfuckin' family ya still in effect This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check Jealousy is a motherfucker when your the man With the upper hand I don't give a shit Clock a grip like no other can Wanna be like me be a G like me But I'm the nigga that made a G Outta the bitch Dr Eazy I was the captain Dre was my sidekick Everything was cool Til he wanted to get what I get Any other real G Eazy-motherfuckin-E Now claimin' you a G How does it feel to be me we want Eazy Yea yea Can yall hear that Can yall hear that Well clap ya hands then-come on Clap ya hands everybody Clap ya hands come on come on Put ya hands together and clap 'em Now can y'all say Eazy Come on say it People from everywhere gather around Checkin' out the sound that Eazy is throwin' down With some help from Ren and Dre Makin' a way with dope style Yo Eazy what ya gotta say A miracle of modern creation Eazy E's on the set hyped up with the bass And a little bit of what ya love From a brother who's smooth like a criminal I mean subliminal Otherwise known as a villain Because I'm ruthless when I spot a sucka I kill 'em But most I think know not to deal with me Yo it's obvious tell 'em who you came to see This is a stick-up everybody get face-down Ren gag their mouths so they can't make a sound Tie em up for the fact that I'm kickin ass I got my hand on my gat and I'm tempted to blast My name is Eazy but I go the hard way out This ain't personal but now I'm about To commit a crime and go through with it You know what no need for shaking because I'm used to it Take out the security guard with a slap of my hand Yeah he's wearing a badge but he's a ol' ass man Pop his ass in the head and take his gun So me and the punk can go one on one Cover the lens on the TV screen You know so me and my gang just can't be seen Lock the doors and throw away the key Close the blinds so no motherfuckers could see And smile you know 'cause I'm control of the shit And no sucker ass nigga's gonna stop the hit Wardrobes and locs and a Ruthless shirt That means I'm ready to work and rush a fool to the dirt so Alright anybody move and I'll blow your fucking head off Alright empty your pockets but do it slow Take everything you got and lay it on the fucking floor Don't make me have to set an example today And blow one of you crazy motherfuckers away I'm in a bank and it's a little bit funny Taking all you stupid motherfuckers' money Peepin at a bitch 'cause my dick's on hard Laughing at the dumb ass security guard Who's tied up for the moment not saying a word I should have known it before the motherfucker's a nerd But back to the bitches I'm peepin' And then untie the ho so I can start creepin' Took her to the backroom about to jack Cold trailed the bitch with a gun in the back Lay down and unbutton your bra There was the biggest titties that a nigga ever saw I said Damn then the air got thinner Only thought in my mind was going up in her The suspense was making me sick She took her panties down and the bitch had a dick I said Damn dropped the gat from my hand Put the gat to his legs all the way up his skirt Because this is one faggot that I had to hurt so I want you all face-down on the floor Anybody moves and I shoot Stacking up the money and there's more to collect 'Cause I don't give a fuck I take traveller's cheques Yo Ren peep out the window and tell me what you see Three motherfucking police staring at me what to do now Hurry up and get armed Alright tell me who hit the motherfucking alarm I'mma give ya a chance and count to three Or else five of y'all bitches are comin with me Alright come on out niggas or we're coming in This is the only chance to turn yourself in Fuck you we got hostages and plenty of loot And don't give a damn and not afraid to shoot We're sending out the hostages all except five And if you don't meet our demands they won't stay alive We want a copter so we can get away clean And take some pussy along if you know what I mean One hostage got brave and got off the floor But I smoked his ass before he got to the door You stupid motherfucker trying to run Now you're dead as fuck trying to race a gun Alright this is the last chance to get off your ass Or else the tear gas is about to blast I ran to the back and Ren followed behind To a hell of a spot that was hard to find The bank was fucked up the shit was smokin' With screamin hostages running and chokin' Gettin away but I was suddenly stopped At point blank range by a motherfucking cop And I hope they don't think that a lesson was taught 'Cause a nigga like the E was finally caught My gat wouldn't fire the shit wouldn't work So y'all know what time it is The world's at its end fuck it we want the money and the power and go out with a bang 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9 put it on my chest bust some cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G and you should know Bitch ass niggas runnin' back Can't fuck with Eazy This is a real life jack in progress Nigga give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness 'Cause I ain't fuckin' around G So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy And get ready to die loc Any last words Before your ass gets smoked it ain't a joke Because my pockets is broke my friend That's why I gotta do you in Give up your ends and your gold and your brand new Nike's And anything else I might like And then I'm off in the wind again To catch the next sucker Slippin' takin' two to the chin I'm on a role two niggas in one night Didn't even have to fight Just pulled out my 9 to end another's life That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard Now nigga tell me do you have any last words Another murder I committed made front page A nigga dead from a drive-by did him with a twelve gauge The first stage of insanity People say it ain't wise to get faded of the St. Ides A mother cries another son lies in a casket Life was fun while it lasted That silly bastard had to get caught Trippin' and set trippin' You should have seen that niggas blood drippin' To many lives took To many hearts broke But you don't hear me you just see my fuckin' gun smoke Some ask why do I take so many lives from The innocent little ones But where I come from We take shit real You peel caps so you get your fuckin' cap peeled Grab your steel forget about what you heard It's do or die nigga I got the 9 and I'm pullin' straight creep Feel I need to take anothers life so I peep Checkin' the scene but stayin' low So I'm not seen case I gotta get away Gotta make the shit clean G So I'm lookin' for a victim Gotta be right took my time and I picked him Scoped shit then I licked him Now I'm back in the news no clues but yet another murder You should have heard the nigga squill when I stuck his ass I had to grin 'cause it's funny nigga fuck his ass He ain't the last and surely ain't the first G But his monkey ass rolled away in a hearse G So I'm feelin' some what relieved Just another day in the life of the Eazy A real G so forget the silly shit you heard It's do or die Eazy-E gets that last word We're sitting here with Eazy E believe that So Eazy tell me how was your life as a youngster Ruthless my style as a juvenile Ran with a gang slanged in the meanwhile Bankin' I specialized in gankin' Whites Mexicans brothers and others Daily it's all about comin' up Makin sure no punks are runnin' up Strapped with a gat when I'm walkin through Compton Terrible I never listened to my mother It went in one ear and out the other Ran my gang sold undercover Call a girl out a name yo I ain't no lover I'm a pimp mack daddy lookin' for the dollar At thirteen I bought a six-fo' Impala Rollin' and runnin' from the police Brother don't you know you can't trust a thief Or thug convict hoodlum or criminal Leave your car open gank for your stereo Hard and raw no regard for the law Hell no Just trippin' off eight-ball And girls ain't nothin' but female dogs to me Bitches I'm sorry for that verse It's in my nature I gotta curse Out anybody gettin' on my nerves You get beat ganked broke and served So you know who I am And if you don't like it I really don't give a damn Hmm I see so you're rather violent sometimes Ok what would be the situation when you so-called gank someone Wait for some people to leave I got another trick up my sleeve Step with pep to the back of the house Looked in all the lights are out Grabbed the door and it's locked so Easily made my way to the window Lift it up slow 'cause it takes timing Looked around and then I climbed in Once inside I start takin' 'Cause you know it's no time for shakin' Get what you gonna get front and center Or get five years for breakin' and enter Move quickly but no runnin' Shh I think somebody's comin' Hear the front door key and I flee Out the back with a fist full of jewelry Over the wall don't fall Wipe my sweat 'cause that was a close call Gettin' ganked by the E is a lesson So is there any more questions Yes as a matter of fact there is Have you ever been involved in like an armed robbery or a hold-up There's a store but don't point Walk inside case the joint One man behind the counter another in the back Go out to the car and load the gat Grabbed the ski mask here's the task Go in broke come out with cash Yeah you gotta be cunnin' Told Ice Cube to leave the car runnin' Didn't need the money it's just a hobby Fill the bag homeboy don't lag I want money beer and a pack of zig-zags The man in the back had a camera So he came out to test his stamina Against Eazy E but he took one Fell to the floor so I run Back to the bucket then I punched it Took the gun and then dumped it I'm not like Robin Hood 'cause I want more Steal from the rich hang with the poor My pockets are fat you see it don't matter to me I feel like nobody is badder than me I don't lie you see I'm not mister nice guy Oh so you're not exactly a role model Not exactly and for your listeners what does Eazy think of himself Bad and bold you can't get with this Those that tried you're on my shit list Can't be caught sought or fought Thought and damn so what One more before we end this session What's your real name No more questions Yo man I don't think they heard you Why don't you tell 'em what ya name is My name is Eazy yeah this is true Keepin' your attention is what I'm gonna do Hardcore yo I could never be soft Askin' me my defin' they say the boy goes off Fillin' up my memo with the touch of my rhyme Suckaz stayin' with me 'cause they know the time Quiet on the set because I'm about to begin And if you didn't hear me boy I'll tell you again My name is Eazy or just call me E But It doesn't really matter to me 'Cause I'm the same person Whether serious or rehearsin' I just gotta keep cursin' This is for the radio so I better chill They won't play it if I co get ill But I'm like that and thats an actually fact Because the street is where my heart is at Yo I don't do dope but I'm dope not a dope But I'm doper than anybody who tries to cope If the rhyme I'm displayin' And the beat that's playin' Yo you could try all day And you still won't match up with the Ruthless P.O.W 'Cause Eazy's doin it Compton style Thats the city and you say you could get some Yo it's Eazy-er Said Than Dunn Now it's easy for me to get my point across So listen up close if ya don't ya might get lost I'm not a role model or a Dr. Seuss yo I'm a gangsta And I'm about to get stupid I guess its time for the trama So pay attention by the way I must mention I'm comin' off hard in the third dimension With the glare But you don't need no glasses to stare It'll probably take you in and it's just like your there With the E on the gangsta tip So if you think I'm a flip or slip don't even trip 'Cause I'm a destroyer My homie Dre is a doctor not a lawyer Dope mc employer on Ruthless and thats my label To get the money the women and co bust the fat cable's Boy master rhymers of toys I mean straight while ya suckin' with the girls enjoy You must be sick or ya lonely How ya gonna diss me if ya don't even know me Get the gat show 'em where it's at And that's just the sound And next time I'm peelin ya cap To let ya know where I'm comin' from Eazy said it and it shall Be Dunn Creating dope jams is a part of the cycle Niggas ain't shit in the nineties I don't trust 'em And bitches on my dick but they ain't shit so motherfuck 'em Eazy know's what's up 'cause see he really don't give a fuck 'Cause it don't concern me if don't pertain to money or a nut But then again I talk to a few of my friends Nine times out of ten 'bout some ends or some skins 'Cause I'm the type of nigga that gotta have it like a rabbit Rappin' is my hustle bustin' ho's is a habbit I stab it like a true no good nigga should I do it the way a down O.G. nigga would And now niggas know Eric Wright ain't no busta Another platinum cut from the Compton thugsta Eazy motherfuckin E yeah a real nigga Born and raised in motherfuckin' Compton This one's dedicated to you busta-ass niggas You know who you are Smoke a fat ass joint to this bitch I don't think I'm all this or that but I'm all me Original gangsta Eazy-E Down from the jump now I'm endin' with the biz and Do wicked shit 'cause shit is wicked on the streets And from what my eyes see the wickedness will never cease Bitches on my dick and you know I'm runnin' y'all So you just sold your soul to the motherfuckin' devil's son-in-law Wicked as could be Eazy-E got the flow Leavin' a smell of death on the Row for sure And a ho can't make me or break me But she can take me to a motel I let my demons lose when I hit the 8 juice And I leave a trail of stiffs when I'm high of a spliff Niggas talk shit so I talk a lot of shit too Niggas wanna diss fuck them and their whole crew In fact niggas thank ya for stockin' a niggas bank up Yeah I'm livin' swell but I'm a gangsta like Dresta No not the doctor physician or the MD Only the real still can chill with me And the rest can't fuck with E 'Cause I'm the O.G. that'll bring you down The devil's son in law king of the underground Good to go with the flow that I throw Givin' ya mo' to let a motherfucker know That I can get wreck on the set and make ya small 'Cause you know I ain't a joke I'm a motherfuckin' loc and my name is Eazy-E Now early in the mornin' I awake Thinkin' about this dead fool's life that I had to take Frontin' on a true name I peep game at point-blank range Back to the set as I jet Not givin' a fuck about the nigga that I wet That's what he gotta shout for actin' like a trick Now he's six feet and I'm deep in his bitch Creepin' on the marks that be sleepin' Catch you slippin' slap the clip in buck 'em every weekend A scandalous lil' nigga with no heart to feel remorse Dig the nigga's corpse leave it on his momma's porch Don't give a fuck about shit that's why I mellow Or maybe it's the fact that I'm kin to the Devil A psychopathic nigga that's always quick to fill a Nigga full of lead 'cause I'm a mothafuckin' killer Thrilla from Manila though I'm shorter than the average Try to test yo' luck and get bucked by a mothafuckin' savage Easily I approach The microphone because I ain't no joke Tell your momma to get off of my tip I have no time to give her my dick I'm gonna hold it and walk around the stage and If you fuck up I'm goin' to get my gauge and Unload the barrel and laugh 'Cause I'm puttin' lead in your mothafuckin' ass Psychopathic but the hoes are attracted Because when I'm on hard my dick's at least a yard In the days of old I was a nut Now I'll need at least 3 hoes when I fuck 'Cause I do a check-nut 1 nut 2 Then I save a nut for when there's nothin' else to do Get used to the crew bitch 'cause I would never quit As soon as you think that's it I'm still talkin' shit I got a fable that you need to listen to It's a funky little rhyme about a bitch or a two One's Sharon the other one Shaun I wanted to nut but which one do I want I said fuck it I know what should be done Just pull your panties down and I'll fuck the biggest one And then I get the other pussy put it in the freezer So I can always have a on-hold skeezer Yeah that's the ticket I'll do it like that So I told the hoes to take a big step back Took the zipper down eyes wide and said Here's what I'm gonna put inside Grab it like a rabbit But I won't love you-when I'm done I'll still be talkin' shit Niggas don't see I'm a hundred percent legit And you know it ain't about all that bullshit It's about fuckin' this bitch and that bitch But not the bitch with the 7 day itch like that ho' Just throwin' me the pussy She says she wants to do it like a doggy She's bad nobody is badder But she got more crabs than a seafood platter Bitch on the gank move to skeaze me So I slapped the ho' like a pimp I might be a woman-beater but I'm not a pussy-eater So when the shit hits the fan it's outta my mouth You don't like what I'm talkin' about All of y'all can just suck my dick You could quote me now 'cause I'm still talkin' shit Well it be the real niggas back with that hard street shit Bitch niggas be pissin' a fit but I say fuck 'em when I buck 'em It's that nigga with the cool and mellow shit for your ass Takin' niggas back through the past All up on my nuts shit be swingin' like a fist Can't even take a piss if I did niggas would cut they wrist In a motherfuckin' candy 4 beat that ass with the switch Then blast on the bitch who was all in my shit It's that nigga Ren back for the nine-five They say real niggas was dead but this nigga be alive So I'm puttin' it down with that nigga E So here we go again with part 3 of the script Making bitch made niggas bite their lip when we dip So tell me how the fuck do it feel To get hit with the motherfuckin' real Now everything's good in my hood and it's on and poppin' Straight givin' up the real On how a nigga feel talk that shit mothafuckers' caps get peeled Layin' low in the cut Gettin' higher than a motherfucker Niggas know what's up I'm that gangsta-gangsta is that what they're still yellin' Nigga G to a T saggin' and bailin' Live by the gun you know what I'm sayin' Ren So I guess I'll die by that motherfucker then So when I die niggas bury me And it's a fact to be exact my tombstone should read 'He put Compton on that map' And that's how a nigga feel When I'm givin' up the motherfuckin' real Niggas be pissin' on they self when the real niggas drop While they rollin' in they shit hittin' corners on the block Niggas fresh out the pen with two strikes Be bumpin' this real shit every fuckin' night it's alright niggas It's two hard motherfuckers on the streets It's the nigga MC Ren and the nigga Eazy does it ya wish the fuck that you could do it Got a nine millimeter don't make me have to shoot it Who gives a fuck about the police 'Cause them the main mothafucka that break the peace Now let me know how the fuck do you feel Gettin' hit with the motherfuckin' real For all you niggas out there that's true to the motherfuckin' game And busta-ass niggas don't even understand it Yo Yella kick that shit They'll never take me alive I'm gettin' high with my four-five Cocked on these suckas time to die Even as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus I was a fool all through high school kickin' up dust But now I'm labelled as a troublemaker who can you blame Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain So I'm hopeless rollin' down the freeway swervin' don't worry I'm about to crash up on the curb 'cause my vision's blurry Maybe if they tried to understand me what should I do I had to feed my fuckin' family what else could I do But be a thug out slangin' with the homies Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club Got my mind on danger Never been a stranger to homicide My city's full of gang bangers and drive bys Why do we die at an early age He was so young but still a victim of the twelve gauge My memories of a corpse and my mind full of sick thoughts And I ain't goin back to court so fuck what you thought I'm drinkin' Hennessey Runnin' from my enemies will I live to be twenty-three There's so much pain Gonna pay back niggas who did me wrong in the past Some motherfucker's gotta die I'm an evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up I'm gonna put these things on you and never let up Gonna pay back niggas who did me wrong in the past Some motherfucker's gotta die I'm an evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up I'm gonna put these things on you and never let up she was wrong when I was born That a nigga like E should'a never been born Gonna pay back niggas who did me wrong in the past My days ain't long I'm comin' strong and fast Lock up 8 niggskill up ten pigs Innocent and fuckers are also dyin too Now what else can I do Fuck it and plant my seeds Leavin' kids in this world like me The lunatic psycho mutherfucka Eazy-E Sky diving scuba diving To Evel Knievel stunt car drivin' Gonna pay back niggas who did me wrong in the past Some motherfucker's gotta die I'm an evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up I'm gonna put these things on you and never let up Gonna pay back niggas who did me wrong in the past Some motherfucker's gotta die I'm an evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up I'm gonna put these things on you and never let up They got me mobbin' like I'm Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on And I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me Trust I got my Glock cocked playa if they press me Bust on motherfuckers with a passion Better duck 'cause I ain't lookin when I'm blasting I'm a nut an' drinkin Hennessey and gettin' high On the lookout for my enemies don't wanna die Tell me why 'cause this stress is gettin' major A buck-fifty across the face with my razor What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone Keep my brain on the game and stay head strong I'm starting to sweat 'Cause I don't really wanna die yet Dizzy spells flashbacks in my head Niggas ain't want me to bein' happy when I'm dead But I ain't goin' out unless thirty niggas die I'm dying anyway so I'm thinking suicide Gonna pay back niggas who did me wrong in the past Some motherfucker's gotta die I'm an evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up I'm gonna put these things on you and never let up Gonna pay back niggas who did me wrong in the past Some motherfucker's gotta die I'm an evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up I'm gonna put these things on you and never let up Inside the minds of real G's Death Row is looked upon as the studio gangstas of the nineties A joke in a game called 5 minutes of fame You wasted 4 minutes Now you got seconds left kick it Come on come all and let me ride nigga Eazy-E cpt how the hell you figure To be the best on the west huh yeah Fool I doubt it this is east side nigga South Compton And I put it on the map So what up Dogg Pound Crip You wanna scrap And that's comin' straight from the ruthless gangsta Eazy-E Now what would I do haha let's see Now I would take out Suge and stomp down the row Since Dre is a bitch pimp slap the ho Now I'm seein' doubles aw man Two dogs in a huddle aw goddamn Don't run or i'll smoke that ass Now Kurupt don't even set trip Really doe Got my nuts on your chin While I'm all in your philly ho So come with it fool and test your luck and I'll beat that ass Now call me Kurupt Now I'm creepin' through the fog yeah big dog blue Got my 9 milla-killa huntin' dog named Snoop You can run nigga but you can't hide Eazy-E straight creepin' on the east side Found Snoop freebasin' in a rock house I kicks in the door I said it before I never let no bustas test me no more I'll smoke all you fools even you boo-boo and your baby What would you do if we rolled on you Dirty Red I comes on the sneak Hittin' niggas low with the cappy ass flow As I creep through the street peepin' niggas from Death Row Bet you I know which one of y'all make the best ho So let me break it down as I'm lost in the mist Take word of advice and don't come fuckin' with this It ain't a joke niggas choke from the smoke that I blaze Purple haze you be dazed in a stun I'll put you on your back nigga what I am the guts In a Doggy Dogg World I never run with mutts Only nuts in their click And dick in your mouth The year is nineteen ninety-five and I'm runnin' the house Now tell me what can you do Nigga what can you do Nigga what could you do If me and a few of my homies came through Dumpin' real on you trick made bitch-made niggas Wut could you do Wut could you do if we rolled on you Perched up high on a roof top Like a bird I'm havin' evil thoughts A black hood covers my face And death flows through my mind at it's own pace Sometimes I feel like a super hero Urgin' to free my kind I'm so accurate I shoot ya heart with a dime Now I'm back to the moral of my tale I see a victim and then my thoughts fail My minds still fumblin' with the present slavery I'm here to save you but who's to save me I hold my strap so long that my palms all wet I put my finger on the button then the sight I check I make the kill here's the deal After the trigger's pulled then the death is sealed So it's the shots that sing out like a piper Everyones scared I'm the neighborhood sniper So my boy is a snitch I put my gun up to his head And simply scared the bitch boo Being the E ya know I'm thinkin' devious thoughts Take off ya clothes nigga and here comes a plot His bitch was scared she made a move I pulled the trigger Now the room is red Now there's nothing left but a snitch Here's a four leaf clover punk make a wish One three strikes your out This nigga is dead and now I'm lookin' for a window to get out I made my escape the cops chase Duckin' to an alley so they don't recognize my face The boy had to pay the piper So they all stayin' scared of the neighborhood sniper I'm Doin' dirt as I continue my mission Killin' all fools as an addiction As the E lovin' the game leavin' a shame And in my heart I feel no motherfuckin' pain Because my heart is cold as I was told Rippin' up shit with the fury of my gun shot I watch the motherfucker drop Lovin' the site as the blood spill Take a photograph To keep in my hall of thrills I'm stayin' calm And never hyper as I succeed in my mission I am a neighborhood sniper I knew this motherfucker named Louie Every day the nigga talked shit but today he tried to do me He rolled down my block with a pistol and a stare A black khaki suit and dooky braids in his hair The motherfucker thinks I'm slippin' But I got my gat and a bat and a Glock and I'm sippin' Waitin' for the fool to get out the car The stupid motherfucker thinks I'm a star But I'm not I'm the type that'll kick the nigga's ass Fast Eazy E's a nigga that'll blast Hold up wait the nigga started to load his gat I grabbed my bat and ran around the back yo He's at my window thinkin' I play Nintendo But the stupid nigga don't know I'm behind him so He dropped the gat like a stupid motherfucker So I bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger I knew this bitch named Peaches She often wanted me to fuck her trampy ass on the beaches But bust it yo Peaches Be fuckin' around with me instead of fuckin' her man She's butt-naked with my dick in her hand yo As soon as Peaches started suckin' I saw this motherfuckin' Nigga behind my car and he was duckin' So I told the bitch to hold on You stupid bitch put your motherfuckin' clothes on I wonder if this nigga's tryna jack me 'Cause I ain't got my gat with me shit The nigga started runnin' up fast I thought he was gonna blast so I hid behind her ass She started howlin' out wait I banked her in the face But the punk nigga pulled out mace He asked the stupid ass bitch did I mug her So I bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger I'm a motherfuckin' psycho and I don't give a fuck about 'em I kill the nigga cut off his dick so you know I got 'em Cut his vein ate his brain left the nigga for dead Now it's a gallon of blood drippin' from under his bed Bitch I bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger Bitch tried to call the cops fuck that I gotta take the girl out with my motherfuckin' bat 'Cause I ain't doin' ten in the pen For a bitch and her dead-ass boyfriend So I gotta kill the ho I'm reachin' for my weapon slow That's when I notice some nigga standin' by the door So I bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger Aw shit let's take a trip Just sit back and light a spliff to this and don't slip On a funky-ass track jump back Come clean gangsta lean I got green Bud I serve dubs like it ain't no thing I hang with O.G. niggas don't set trip Or you might get a slug in your fuckin' back I don't slack when it come to street I kick real G shit to a gangsta beat It's so sweet when you got money to spend I got a cool-ass tilt and a fly-ass Benz I make ends spend my dough on no ho That's how it is and that's how it goes Act like you know when I creep real slow Givin' love to them niggas that I know is real G's The ruthless network drive-by expert Straight outta Compton kickin' up dust Dump-dump on a nigga with a quickness And they got no cure for this sickness I get paid for the way that I kick this And I live my life straight crazy Don't need no punk niggas payin' me And broke groupie-ass bitches don't faze me I take two steps back and release myself To put platinum-ass cuts on the record shelf I don't brag but I tell it like it straight up is Before you do a record nigga handle your business And don't get caught slippin' on the under Or you might wonder I call a spade a spade and get paid G's show the way so I give love to 'em Let me hear you mothafuckas just scream I leapfrog to the sound of a gangsta beat So I can hear my shit bumpin' on a Compton street Hip-Hop thugsta so quick to rush ya Straight to the dirt fool I do work Nobody move nobody get hurt That's how it is when it come to me 'Cause I'm the long dick bust-a-nut nigga named Eazy Bitches can't see me hoes say I'm crazy But I don't think so 'cause I'm just loco I gives a fuck about a skankless bitch Let me hit it one time if you suck this dick I won't trip gives my dough to no ho That's how it is but I gives love to ya To pump in ya jeep Or in ya caravan wit' tha homies kinda deep Smokin' on a thai stick feelin' kinda high wit' Ya passenger seat occupied by a fly bitch Rollin' in your lo-lo Cutlass or your MC Slap in the hip-hop To hell with the Temprees Modern day gangsta from the underground yeah Niggas roll around wit' the boomin' ass sound Got the six-four kinda low as we bouncing On the Grapevine rollin' deep to Magic Mountain Hoes on ya jock everytime ya hit a corner Because ya rollin' twisted on the gold Daytonas Frontin' on the regular talkin' on ya cellular Actin' like ya don't hear the little bitches yellin' ya Name at the bus stop ya don't stop Ya mash on the gas roll right by they ass I got beat for the street drop a ragtop fo' Got my strap under the seat just in case I have to check a ho Menajahtwa on the scene yeah Turn up the hump sounds we groovin' to the mellow beat Mad doggin' like bitches hittin' me up like I'm a banger 'Cause niggas can't stand to see us sittin' on some daynas Pimpin' game on the fools runnin' the track thinkin' ya gone 'n if the twizza I ain't tweakin' chump we puttin' the lock on it yeah Beat for the street I love to hear it pumpin' in my lo-lo Hittin' my switches and runnin' the bitches And now I'm bustin' mo' hoes Roll up to the swapmeet hop out and hit the chirp chirp Bail in put on some proper shorts and a proper shirt Just clownin' 'cause hoes are in the house Ridin' my dick because I got fame and my name is B.G. Knocc Out Asking to be in my next video See my niggas on the block gettin' tipsy I pulled up and start tearin' up the street And guess what's in my motherfuckin' deck Gangsta beat for the street I got beat for the street to the beach I'll be rollin' Rolled up my windows as I turned on my AC Rollin' down Crenshaw see tha hoes jockin' Sunday night's poppin' see the foes hoppin' My stereos bump at that funk You can call it what you want Either way that shit bumps Can I get an eye open up Eazy locin' up Smokin' up Much dust like a nut what Give it up for the real stuff Shut the what up Back that shit up what Hustler from the hood ho Hopping in my trunk The finishing touches Would show what rough is coming in bunches Could serve like lunches Hold ya horses here's where the source is Not very tall but never took a short kid With a clip to claw wouldn't draw Mcgraw I trick a law before all and all I'm raw A naughty shorty sporty with a forty A lordy taking tours just to plan a orgy A nasty critter any hoe hitter Hated my babysitter 'cause she wouldn't let me hit her Now get up on it on and on get on it And I will pump it only if you want it Here's something from the ding dong 'cause I really care how long ya been strong grown Here comes permastoned cone Couldn't hang with the king of the records But I call for a yes y'all toots My style is just as fresh as a dusch bush I push a record through a heifer like a woody wooder And if I left then that means that I should've booger Here's a new track for all the new jacks I'm kicking it the hardest so gimme my shoes back So I limp when I step it's the pimp And I rep so make a right and get left quick So try to play strong and long gone The flow is kinda funky but far from Armstrong Get up on it on and on get on it And I will pump it only if you want it Back smack here comes a witty black Enemies go hide I'm bout to show why Eazy's peeling caps 'cause my gats in the low ride Bang when the gat speaks two in the back seat My homie rides shotgun waiting to spot one Duz is a fool who don't run duck dive and slide to a ride I'm shudder shaking the place when I start hey So don't butter me Eazy-E but a park hey The only thing the flow needs now to be fly is a feather I see the smiling faces in wilding places Ya know me better hard rotty kid Killed Califronia kid now ya know it boy Left up in the alley dead Now get up on it on and on get on it And I will pump it only if you want it I still express yo I don't smoke weed or sess Ah greetings eartlings And welcome to the motherfuckin' wonderful Wonderful motherfuckin' world of gettin' higher than a motherfucker Oh me I'm funk on your mind Alias to you motherfuckers Roach Clip And this here is my Kimosabe dumpin' shit on your ass And our motto is gettin' higher than a motherfucker Down to the last roach Creepin' through this cloud of smoke With a little bit of funk to make ya choke in Gangstas come feel good inside As we take you for a ride to another dimension Two crooked ass niggas on a cosmic journey Straight from the planet G Where the real niggas dwell in the realms of Ruthless Took a puff of the indo spliff High like a bird as I creep to the bud spot Break me off a proper piece So I can get fucked up with my nigga Roach Clip B.G. Ash Tray dump that ass Dre Ruthless family high as you can be Smoke that psychadelically insane And gettin' higher than a motherfucker As I step through the smoke Deep from a land broke niggas don't come to Straight to Indonesia Step off punk we don't need ya Blaze a blunt to the boogie And come take a ride on a journey with a real G Life is easily explained on a level Of smokin' bud with the motherfuckin' devil Sup with these thoughts what a fly creation Indo smoke from the land of G's Lettin' them know they can't handle these niggas Straight from the planet dime I have come to put funk on your mind Eazy-E better known as Mr. Roach Clip So pass the bud 'cause we still gettin' higher than a motherfucker Now I'm real fucked up yes high as hell Ring ding ding do I hear some bells or am I just trippin' Thinkin' about that 4 that I'm dippin' Front back side to side On corners that's how a nigga gotta ride Dip to the dip to the dip to the back So blaze up a another skunky funky dookie doobie So we can get loogied When I'm high as a kite causing ruckus yeah Gettin' higher than a motherfucker With the chrome to your dome I got a lot of juice A lot of fuckin' block Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin' More bounce to the ounce And I'm clownin' Keep the gat in my lap 'Cause I'm fully strapped For the car jackers Fuck no hapsters Send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven peep Nigga I don't sleep Bury muthafuckas in the concrete You try creep kinda slow in a Astro But I peep you niggas out in my left window So I blast and I blast til I blast no mo Yo they call a muthafucka John Doe Be a witness to murder Niggas bustin' out of a ninety sixty-four Chevy Straight callin' my city Niggas be winnin' and gettin' busy Through my city chalk lines hang and niggas bang Chevy's swang like it ain't no thang So nigga tuck your chain And try to duck this thang End up puffin' one stuck in you brain To refrain from this game of stressin' Smokin' on water and fin to bang your daughter Drop the top and grab a rock Now she's givin' me top non stop on the rock Like the way she made me scream So I two-wayed my nigga Eazy-E Punk stay up on the nuts and the bone Pussy nigga had beef knocked out of his teeth The muthafucka should have stayed his ass home Hey yo peep them bitchez in the Honda 4 deep with the proper ass sounds Now every time that I meet a fine cute bitch She got a friend from the fuckin' Dog Pound Diggin' for gold from behind her Watch this nigga do some diggin' Pop that pussy on a platter Watch this nigga do some diggin' Loose or tight it doesn't matter That's right nigga we're back for that real gangsta shit From one of the realest niggas in this game You know his name nigga Seven-thousand four hundred twenty three grains of sand drop from the hourglass It's how much time I got left on this planet Some motherfucker's gotta die I'm an evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up I'm gonna put these things on you and never let up See my mommashe was wrong when I was born That a nigga like E should'a never been born It's nineteen ninety-two now the year of code blue Gonna pay back niggas who did me wrong in the past My days ain't long so I'm comin' strong and fast Lock up 8 niggskill up ten pigs Innocent and fuckers are also dyin' too but now what else can I do Leavin' kids in this world like me The lunatic psycho mutherfucka Eazy-E Sky diving scuba diving To Evel Knievel stunt car drivin' Bungee cord jumpin' off a bridge It's hard to breathe with a fractured rib I can't take this shit Let me see how much more time I got to spend hit more skins Back up in her pussy and up in the butt I gotta let off a few more nuts I'm starting to panic and I'm starting to sweat 'Cause I don't really wanna die yet Dizzy spells flashbacks in my head Niggas ain't want me to bein' happy when I'm dead But I ain't goin' out unless thirty niggas die I'm dying anyway so I'm thinking suicide Run into a crowd of niggas dyin' by the pistol Took the motheruckin' whistle To sweep with the feet when he hit the concrete Chop him up dice him up and sacrifice his meat Drag him by his ankles to the cemetary Shut the fuck up nigga 'Cause you ain't seen shit I'm 'bout to take this blade and staight up grip I'm holdin' the neck of the devil and drink his blood Allowing my soul to be polluted by his evil root And now I'm mad insane red as rose as I strain for my hearbeat To thumpety-thump to pump it might burst False alarms and no harm that will commit to the E But now I'm down to an hour twenty-three Time is moving fast but not that slow I thought I had an hour but it's seconds left the go I ran into the office No more time is left I ran up to the doctor with a bomb to my As I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my soul to keep As time winds down to it's last twenty-four hours In an earth that weighs sixty trillion tons How important is an hour when twenty-four hours becomes a lifetime Now you choose how will you spend your last twenty-four hours But let me finish my story as I was sayin' I told you lil locs ain't playin' Gotta roll with the punches Can't help the travellin' bunches Now ain't that somethin' Just in case a few niggas try to trip Bone-out put on my ski-mask and come back blastin' 'Cause niggas my height don't fight My name is Eazy-E you're motherfuckin' right They must to thought I was a busta You're wearin' your bullet-proof vest So what's next I got my nine filled up with teflon And don't let me hit the wetbomb So what ya wanna do The red white and blue I got some for you too 'Cause it gonna be on when I'm kickin' down doors So say hello to my new Magnum I'm the type of nigga that smokes motherfuckers So you can kiss my black ass Fuck the White House it ain't my house So you can burn the motherfuckers down for all I care 'Cause t-shirts and khakies is all I wear I'm from the city where they show no pity for a punk ass mark in the park Blow his brains out stuff him in the bushes Take his gat leave his ass for the rats And if he hit that Cisco For puttin' in work out my tray Because the president never sent One damn dime to my residence I'm goin' crazy like nineteen ninety-four I need my ends fuck you pay me Or I'mma have to get the strap My Nutty OG buddy Big Black I make you shit in your pants and shake like Jell-O So tell all my homies said hello You can't check a checker But when you wanna try let me know I got the strecher on stand-by Starvin' for a nigga like you That thinks his heart is much bigger than a trigger So I can show how to put in work The Ruthless network drive-by experts Straight outta Compton kickin' up dust The place where guns don't get a chance to rust I warned them and they still approached me Now I got two more golf-hats for my trophy I got a brand new trend it's killin' men Who is that that's my little friend Yo we're two hard motherfuckers Taking out any punk ass suckers Can you believe this if so be frightened We're strong as fuck with the power of a titan Setting a mark of destruction get it So don't front and say you ain't with it You wanna rumble with us you can't hang Because we're something like a two man gang Starting some shit is what we do best Just care about ourself and say fuck the rest So yo Eazy bust it and shoot to kill And tell these stupid motherfuckers the deal I look you dead in the eye then I spit I tell you to your face punk you ain't shit I don't give a god damn about feelings I'm just happy just as long as I'm killing Just as soon as I pull this trigger Automatic heavily I start firing And the kids on the block I'm the one they're admiring A bad mouth nigga on the violent tip I catch you talking some shit and I'mma bust your lip Now who you gonna tell that I'm making you soft The police ain't shit 'cause I'm paying 'em off I move slow always ready to go so fuck it And bitches on my dick they know that they can suck it I'm a hardhead always having a fit When I'm not allowed to tear up shit I'm a hard motherfucker Two of the hardest motherfuckers Now look at me I'm a crazed bitch With a gangster profanity pitch Ren is a nigga that don't give a fuck To a pussy ass fool trying to press his luck I'm ready to scrap that's if you're ready to go I'll take you out going toe to toe E will start a conversion and hit you from the back While you getting fucked by a ruthless jack Critical condition is what you receive Thinking of some back up to go and retrieve But Eazy tell what would happen my man They would get fucked up by a ruthless clan So it's simple we don't give a fuck right So you and your boy can get the fuck out my sight I'm on tilt with class getting ready to blast 'Cause I'm a hard motherfucker Eazy and Ren is fucking it up again Scheming up a plot before we begin Because niggas like to stare like a bitch sometimes They say how could them niggas have some hell of a rhymes It's simple tell 'em what we mean When the two baddest motherfuckers step on the scene Now this is some shit Yo what are you saying You stupid motherfuckers they think I'm playing Talking all kind of shit of shit but I'm cracking it up I can afford to laugh 'cause I'm backing it up I'm not a buster I'm more like a hitman So if you don't wanna throw then you can get down You don't like the fuck away from me So you can stop the shit trying to fuck the E You heard what he said and it's the truth so whats up So if you want me to go well I'm about to nut up The two baddest motherfuckers alive So I don't think that you and your boys can survive You gotta girl well if she's good to go I bet me and E already fucked the ho A train was in effect and your bitch was rocked By a hell of a nigga that was hard to stop Yo Ren lets jet let's get the fuck on out Because everybody knows what we're talking about We're two hard motherfuckers Break it down again come on Yella break it down Can I get a another role It little simple for you Break it down to break shine Let me get a funky role right here Aight on the 3 on the 2 Ah yeah here we go y'all break it down on the 1 Here we go let me get a funky role right here Two times two time two time One and then comes the two to the motherfuckin' three Then comes the Eazy to the other fuckin' E Playin' niggas life like a puppet and can't dance but could touch it so fuck it Rappers want to diss I'm glad to see them 'Cause I rip your fuckin' face outta a magazine O.G. gangsta lean Now after I shit your face wipes that ass clean Time to get tipsy and don't want a bitch if she can't rub the balls like a gypsy Who's all in since you put yourself on my dick I put my nuts on your chin Motherfuck what ya heard I'm more than that A real nigga from the hood and I'm all of that Thick as a hicky A picky nigga fittin' dickies with bitches strictly dickly Many sets I rolled on And killed squeals that told on my homies they sold on Don't ask Eazy shit It's still a hit is a hit and a bitch is a bitch Hangin' on my nuts like a hair strand Hangin' there with n'ear heart and n'ear plan ass out like an asshole Runnin' to my dick with a rhyme and a lasso again and again From beginning to end it's my nuts on your chin You couldn't beat a minute of my ass if I gave you sixty seconds Tick tock shit starts I start a steppin' E to the motherfuckin' A to the motherfuckin' Z here's the Y here's the E Here to stay After you when I'm through Check me and Rodney King Fuck Tha Police part 2 Now back to my friends Nuts to ya nose to ya lips to ya chin Real niggas love us hussies never fuck us The roughest ruckas fingers couldn't touch us Eazy E's back again Fuck waitin' For a pay day get an A.K Everyday is a blast yeah blast a nigga fast knock his ass get all the cash Who's all in since you put yourself on my dick I put my nuts on your chin Fuck my baby's mama the bitch got drama 'Cause she's the type of bitch that wanna see me broke Broker than a joke bitch stole my role And every time I see the bitch she needs cash She make me wanna slap her ass Trifling bitch always got me in a fix I wanna kill the hoe Then slam her in the trunk of my six four 'Cause yo that ho made my dick grow And now her lawyer's at every show Waiting for me to kick in my dough But before I go I'm on death row And I'm not the one I should just knock her punk ass out While I'm in court paying child support But then I gotta deal with the father and the steel And he's the type of nigga that a nigga's gotta kill Make me kick up a grip I don't like her 'Cause the bitch is buying skirts instead of diapers Begging so much to hold hands it startin' to look like cuffs I wish I never fucked But that's too late How much you laid 'Cause according to your income you might have to spend some Time behind bars now you find it hard I never thought a bitch would pull a stunt like this I can't do another day with Pamela So I'mma pay ya' Anna But I'd just like to say I think of all the money I spent on a lawyer I used to be an employer But now I'm just an employee filing bankruptcy But now the punk bitch can't touch me Uh I only call her to check up on my daughter So now she got a restraining order Put me to the curb and had the nerve to ask to borrow a dime Bitch you must be out your rabid ass mind Huh love for start will take much you see The bitch broke me so now I need a crutch But you gotta understand a judge don't give a fuck About a young nigga that's down on his luck So I gotta put the P down and be down for the calls And give the bitch back her drawers So if your driving by and you see her Do me a favor give the bitch the finger yeah fuck her Ayo let's roll to the store Eazy-E Gettin' a buzz with the thugs in the neighborhood's back But buy you a couple of extra one's for the neighborhood rats Nigga you be drinkin' out my bottle bitch that's bullshit Still got semen on ya lips from the homies dick Trick yo the home girl But sit you like a loose goose So gimmie a couple of dollars so I can bring you back a duece duece Ruthless gangsta definition villain Leave your shit unlocked and it's stealin' So call tha police 'cause that's all you could do but He'll get away without leavin' a clue Keepin' shit in control like the neighboorhood chief but Referred to as a walking thief They say he's a bad influence for the kids on the block Why the fuck they blamin' him he's the one that they jock Keepin' niggas in line whoever fucks with his rhyme And before you fuck with him you gotta fuck with his nine Not scared to pull the trigger on a punk ass nigga He could whoop his ass 'cause he's bigger Size don't mean shit he's from the old school fool He's a villain from the streets and he's supposed to rule Not sayin' he's in shit but he's down for mine He was put on the streets to keep niggas in line Never givin' a fuck 'cause you jealous of E Because I know that he's a nigga that you want to be He can't help it he's in shit but he don't hold shit back He's a gangsta in black and he's about to attack 'Cause I'm a ruthless villain cold tearin' shit up Don't come on my face pumpin' no kind of junk Eazy-E's in control and if you press your luck I'll smoke you like that and won't give a fuck Ruthless gangsta definition villain You can lock up yo' shit he's still stealin' Gettin' respect 'cause the boy kicks butt But the real meaning is he don't give a fuck It's Eazy-E in the crowd but he's not in the 4 I tell his money flow as he collects from his ho' All expenses paid for the rhymes that he made Gold trophies in the house for the girls that he laid Not a wimp he's a pimp now of course he's the boss So keep your bitch out his face or else she's gonna get tossed The hard to be fucked with the boy got heart Wanna fuck with him he'll rip your head apart Gangsta Gangsta that's what they yellin' But him with his gangsta stroll he keeps bailin' Wherever he goes there's no discussion but silence They say that he's the one promotin' gang violence That's a lie just a critic all that whack bullshit So let me tell you motherfuckers who you fuckin' with 'Cause I'm a ruthless villain cold tearin' shit up Don't come on my face pumpin' no kind of junk Eazy-E's in control and if you press your luck I'll smoke you like that and won't give a fuck Eazy E rockin' non stop on the radio With the funky fresh hip hop in stereo Release some rhymes that you will find demandin' With Dre's beats that are so outstandin' I'm gettin' busy if you know what I mean Always settin' me a mark in the hip hop scene On the radio the greatest of all times Like Muhammad Ali 'cause I punch rhymes So tune your station and clear all the static And tell the truth you didn't know that I had it In me to be easy about the situation So just kick it and listen to the station Playin' my music it's hard to lose it It's constantly on request 'cause you choose it I'm Eazy E my rap is strong And your radio's def when my record's on Now I wanna turn up my box and make much noise And rock the party and shock all the B-boys Take on my radio from phono to tuner I wouldn't have did it later but sooner Now I move my antenna to the center Then grab a hold of the handle and enter Then bust a rhyme you know I won't quit it Am I lyin' Ren Your request is clear that you're givin' Without Eazy E you wouldn't be livin' With me on a top ten or a mix show So hit your power button and let's go On vacation with your station That's playin' live in every location Blowin' out ya speaker It won't get weaker I'll keep rockin' till I hit the peek And your station is dope Eazy It's on the air but you axe why I took out the cursin' and took rehearsin' I feel dry you know that I'm thirstin' To get busy I don't quit it And once you hear my cut I know you're gonna get it Then bust a rhyme while you're clappin' your hands It's Eazy E on the air Now disc jockeys are playin' me in rotation Hittin' number one spots across the nation I'm on the charts you can go list'em But now listen I'm on your system You hear my music once every hour So listen up to the rhyme and percussion But do this with no discussion Eazy's easin' fans I'm pleasin' Why I'm on top yo I got reason With no profanity but what can I say Yo Dre Do it your way On the radio you get more looser Take my word you're a dope producer We combine to put out hits But jealous people they just have fits 'Cause we get airplay but we're not thru Dre am I serious Well thank you People that hear me they know what I'm sayin' On the air I don't be playin' Just gettin' my point across to the public Rhymin' on the radio that's my subject so I can play It's Eazy E on your radio non stop And I'm back in this bitch Eazy-motherfuckin-E the hip hop thugsta Shout goes out to those fake-ass notorious motherfuckin wannabes I'd like to say what's up to my bitch Dre haha What's up honey Ho go make E some mo' money baby And to that skinny ass punk motherfuckin mangy-ass trick Snoop Doggy Doggy Dogg what's up nigga Dog catchers about to get ya motherfuckin mutt And if y'all niggas don't know what's up Y'all better ask somebody Tryin' to play a pimp by the fifteen tricks Hoes play with me weekly Eazy motherfuckin' access Saggy baggy ass pants for a happy ass bitch Ski to the E or piss in the snow I take a ho from the show to the mo' to the flo' To the inches below now the ho has gotta go Pussy just as hairy as a panda pinker than pink panther Panty expander tricks lick long while I lap hard long and fast While I'm pimpin' honey's ass Use a finger to wet them real niggas comes to spread'em Hittin' other peoples bitches so I'm comin' to ya weddin' Head and the bill in the dark I begin with my dick So you can say I have a head start Comin' from the south of the border 'cause I'm shorter Than ya thought I was your wife whore daughter in the order Fuck all that one-man one-bitch shit One condom one dick switch To another after I'm done with the rubber You can lick me like a lover wipe your mouth on the cover I never dilly dally pimpin' Susan and Sally Now you can find the couchie from Miami to Cali Bitches comin' with it for doublemint Lookin' for ya homies Hoes blow me like they owe me I got a strip I hit when I'm lonely Hit a bitch with a whip and she'll run like Toby So never clown me fool I'm from the true school Wit true sluts lookin' for a crew screw I flip and I flow when they go kinda low Ho better have my dough so suck silly Hookers could stay Oh you don't touch nuts Really Hooker good day Adios disappear like a smoke your ejected By a dick that's erect bitch Sometimes I think I'm losin' it a lunatic With a lot of automatic shit with clips It ain't no thing to me it's the same ol' slang to me I roll with a long size gang with me It's that man comin' up from that land of that CPT Comin' thru with a big lick for nineteen ninety-four Showin' alla y'all them true-ass gangsta flows And them guts is the only thing a nigga pound Laid back as I blow a fat sack Hittin' switches for them bitches been in corners in a Cadillac So take a ride on tha ruthless side That nigga makin' more off yo hits than you do You fools need to recognize this crew when I roll through Tryin' to speak up on tha OG nigga you don't know me Break em off these nuts lil wanna-be 'Cause I peel caps if need be And ain't nothin' you gonna bring don't see me It's the E comin' up from the gank So nigga let me ride all the way to the bank Coz ain't nuthin' on my mind but them chips Gotta have a griff run a nigga dip Back to the past on the Compton streetz Where the niggas get beat when us gangstas meet And fools gettin' mad 'cause they can't ride like I ride Front 'n back dippin' side to side And it's been like that since I was OG Mama said every day is like this Fools screamin' that I put em in a twist Thought you had it bad isn't really all good If the homies only knew in the hood That you was gettin' done like a two dollar ho It's just a lil something from the E tah let U know On a quest to put that bomb in my chest Coz them busta-ass niggas can't see what I'm sayin' They think the E be playin' But I ain't givin' up nuthin' but this Glock in yo mouth So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in Ain't no friends when it come to ends So no hard feelings when you niggas be dealin' With the original Compton criminal Coz the only thing poppin' is a snaps And ain't no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps But a nigga like the E ain't trippin' though I'm just here tah let U niggas know Around the block as the hollow points bust though the punks back Raising gang feel no pain as I penetrate Niggas fly deep as I strike a quick pace I got the evil of a dead nigga trapped in my mind So my soul is a threat to my mankind Born to kill I'm wicked by nature 'Cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hell raisers I make a skinhead brain bust all across the West Coast Motherfuckers catchin heat as I bring anger And release more danger from my chamber The evil in my blood is possessed So I creep low from the back slow and puts lead in that nigga's flesh Ain't no hope every nigga wants to be the nine milla on the trigga Deep from the death as I crept I can feel his Glock in the back of my neck I can feel my heart thumpin from my balls Up against his gun what the fuck could I do If I make a wrong move the nigga might shoot My pops always warned me when I was comin up If I play pussy I'm bound to get fucked Though bein broke as hell it be drivin me crazy Hooked up with my niggas start jackin niggas daily Fat sacks of dough to Dayton's I got em Slang em dirt cheap 'cause everything was profit Now I got his nine on the back of my mind As I watch my life pass right before my eyes The shit that I done is all in my face Reflections of death as I step with my Smith Wesson Which bitch made the statement About the nigga busting caps sporting all black Ben Davis I'm out the door My pager's blowin up I check my gat twice 'Cause niggas like to jack on a late night And as I'm livin like a criminal I try my best to keep my gang tight and stay away from punk niggas Strikin down Broadway I caught some niggas out of bounds from the Slowly crept from the cut at a quick pace Ain't no love in my heart all I feel is hate 'Cause nigga I'm killing for them gold things with that Zapco I watch the terror in eyes as he backed up Ease of the break pop that clutch and watch his chest bust Wide open as I bounce in the night quicker From the nine milla trigga As we wind down to the final song I wanted to make this one to remember my lil' nigga E I know he wanted this track on his record Though he was taken from us too god damn soon So I finished it for him peace nigga And everybody been hearin' fuck sayin' Fuck tha police for years and years and years And finally it took a motherfucker to video tape A nigga gettin' the shit beat out of him For everybody else to say fuck tha police And we did fuck tha police people put us down And sayed we were ahead of our time you know it Took the video you know ya shot by accident To tell the truth and open the world's eyes Yes we do have a serious problem in L.A And other citys true retaliate happens all the time People tryin' to change things for years but I don't Think anything is gonna help the problem is to deep N.W.A. is just bein' brutally honest They swearin' on cable TV it ain't teachin' Nobody nothin' new 'cause little kids grow up You know one two years old hearin' there mother Sayin' fuck this you little son of bitch I beat The shit out of you and all this shit and you know They pick up from all the shit and you know so they Learn shit you know it's not gonna be teachin' Motherfuckers nothin' new 'cause I got some new words For your ass Number one We don't tell you to go out and gang bang We tell you ya know and our songs is as you Know if you could go out stealin' and killin' And beatin' up people all day but that person Ends up dead or in jail sometimes he gets away You know and we don't have no rags no red no blue Rags and tellin' we gonna go out and creep or go Out and do that other thing or whateva it is You know we ain't tell you to be joinin' no gang Or whateva else Now I'mma Break it down and tell a story About a nigga in the wrong territory Sharon and Shide is who he had to meet He made a right turn down the wrong street A new jack in my motherfuckin' city They say it's niggas pimpin' But back to the nitty gritty Bout this nigga slippin' in my fuckin' city By the time that he realized that he fucked up The stupid muthafucka got a foot in his ass Now this is how the story goes Don't you ever bring your ass In my neiborhood fuckin' my hoes 'Cause they my hoes and I knows When they've been fucked Now lets get the story about the bitches And tell how this kid went from right to riches Now he's drivin' fancy cars gettin' bitches galore He was a dirty little boy that I knew next door Mack the muthafuckin' Romey The one and only My dick's too hard to be lonely Now this muthafucka braggin' on how He got all this and that and he got All these bitches callin' him Big Daddy Ain't that a bitch how this muthafucka Get rich on my muthafuckin' street That's supposed to be my goddamn money And this bastard is use to wear platform Shoes plad pants and nappy-ass hat under A fucked up hat now lets kick the story When the sun falls and the shit falls down So when people start comin' around Knockin' at the door sayin' we want more And moms wonderin' what the fuck they here for Rock cocaine yeah just as I figured But he can do that 'cause he's that nigga From Eazy Street on the road to riches Money cars houses and hoes That's how the story goes And if the nigga stays up you Know he can't be beat All this shit happens on Eazy Street Now back to the story about the bitches The bitches that wanna get with me The E the A the Z the Y the E So whats up bitch you wanna play Yo why don't you kiss whats behind the button display Higher than a muthafucka It all happens on Eazy Street you stupid muthafucka A typical street corner ass nigga Once a nigga always a nigga now a public figure But I can still serve a muthafucka if I have too 'cause I'm slanging them things nigga I roll deep with a crew or a posse Niggas cuttin' throat Murder She Wrote for the Eazy-E fool Fuck with the veteran still a better man than the next man then again I can still put a chrome nine to your dome Boom nigga boom nigga no Milkbone Yippie-yi-yay your ass back the fuck on home Stay the fuck off the sherm and crack My definition of a bitch nigga Aww shit get pistol whipped need to sit down when he piss 'Cause I beat them treat them fuck them like 1 2 3 The legend of gangster rap is Eazy-E Still gangsta ruthless leaving muthafucka's toothless I guess I see you at the crossroads a nigga with an attitude my name from last month That's where the streets hits the radio And give the love like he supposed to Y'all don't wanna death in the studio Another scandal for me and E to handle Bang Los Angeles slang Like a double barrel E point right in tha game Big lotion ya ass see smoke glower Now fucking with legends Eazy with a weapon Cash is trading killer cross-over Jump in the game and bitches slanged my name Violent reporter the streets out of order Projects corner and gangster were before us I hit blocks of a double-shot Show my face on the block I give a fuck about a cop Male black attitude nigga fuck you Stomping niggas from South Central Compton Now what the fuck is worse than 1 punk nigga 2 punk niggas add em up and get the picture One's a fucking fag from the days and one's a busta I was born a pimp a mack daddy and a hustla You can take the nigga off the streets but you can't take the streets out the nigga Once a nigga still a nigga Fucking hoes I do mean fucking steadily I fucked your bitch 'cause she was begging me Your bitch ain't nothin' but a piece of cock to me She dropped the drawers when she found out I was Eazy She licked the balls and sucked the dick I came heavily Why these niggas sippin' Haterade Drinking on bitch Kool-Aid For the name of Easy niggas get sprayed Now I'm in my lowrider and this candy-paint Stash spot for the Glock Nigga think I aim I am with a five full of five gangsta was big paper drill on the quest for mills Now everybody say they are thugging But when the gun blast see niggas running I leave no witnesses Punk niggas always tryna hate and they be always talking shit But when they sober they all hesitate 'cause they don't know who they fucking with Long live real gangsta shit and tell your ho get off my dick 'Cause we gone finish of the legacy and keep the family so legit You want this baby and that's the way I like it You know that's right alright can I kick it I mean can I stick it So you want me to slap it flip and rub it down Alright I want you to turn round and let me hit it from the back ok Alright you like it like that baby who's is it is it mine baby Can I eat it I mean can I lick it and can I stick my tongue all in it As I was sayin' before about this other bitch That's fuckin' wit this uh Uncle Tom bitch just Sayin' that he sexual harassing her so what if the Muthafucka sexually harassing her give a nigga some pussy Know what I'm sayin' you know ain't nuttin' wrong wit it You know we did broke him off a little somethin' you know But anyway bitch probably lyin' anyway you know what I mean My eternal jam is the juice of the radio Takin' out profanity so they can play it though Listen to a hell of a kick and the hi-hat Going to the record store say ya gonna buy that The E is connected to the A and the Z ya say Y So that's how the beats stack it up on material made of hits Takin' my time of Eastline to make sure it fit Push play on the instrumental thats recorded Step on stage and I'm suddenly awarded Some sort of trophy like a plaque And some hell of a scream from the girls in the back Takin' a bow 'cause I got style Never at the bottom of the ways on the top of the pile Yo it's Eazy on top even though I'm short Guarenteed to help when I walk on the court So get up make some noise for the gangsta clap Don't attempt the laugh I'm not a pranksta I'm serious create sounds so quit playin' around 'Cause I'ma break it down Last time I was takin' my time with this But other suckas were makin' a rhyme with this I had to change the tempo or make it hyper But they was rotten I was gettin' riper Ready to go like never before Givin' you more because I'm ready to score Ren is my buddy you can tell I said often Helpin' me destroy the suckas that soften Curin' diseases my rhyme pleases throw it a key Balls havin' seasons this is a doctrine And I'm locked in and I made up my mind And I think I'm gonna rock then You got bitches chill and I'ma push ya To freeze after I'll cut ya 'cause I'ma butcher And say ya have pricin' and then out ya go 'Cause a percentage on pork bellies are very low Messin' with a gun but once ya get hurt Like a said before ya get rushed to the dirt I'm not a lawman but I'ma raw man But ya the dopest one I ever saw man I keep droppin' it pound for pound And when I'm on the mic I always throw down To keep y'all dancin' to my funky sound So listen up 'cause I'ma break it down Now look at me and not the poster And you could see right off I got the most of The talent experience or a trade And compliments for the rhyme that's made Talks over today if this one so Pick another artist and dis one I got the ballet of the chosen vote 'Cause I don't need water to clear my throat Comin' from the rain the show is like dancin' Nasty like and the girls are like glancin' Wantin' to get wit me this routine Keepin' it sprung still stayin' mean Can ya dis this man I don't think so Once I start writin' the way I let the ink go Comin' out with songs like hit after hit 'Cause this is legit and yours ain't shit Makin' it sound so dope 'cause I'm a genius But your amazed with ya happy to see this Brother go crazy on wax Flowin' away like if I was on a sax Doin' a solo in the shade I'm a spotlight Relax and chill while your uptight Pumpin' up the funky sounds Yo you should know it's kinda persist That the E is gonna break it down Cruel gangsta shit Yes just another chapter in ruthless chronicles scene Eazy Cashish Loesta lick up One and then comes the two to the motherfuckin' three Then comes the Eazy to the other fuckin' E Playin' niggas life like a puppet And can't dance sucka touch it so fuck it Rappers want to diss I'm glad to see 'em 'Cause I rip your fuckin' face outta a magazine O.G. gangsta lean Now after I shit your face swap that ass clean Time to get tipsy And don't want a bitch if she can't rub the balls like a gypsy Who's all in Motherfuck what ya heard I'm more than that A real nigga from the hood and I'm all of that Thick as a hicky A picky nigga fittin' dickies with bitches strictly dickly Many sets I rolled on And killed squeals that told on my homies that so on Don't ask Eazy shit It's still a hit is a hit and a bitch is a biitch Hangin' on my nuts like a hair strand Hangin' there with their heart and their plan Ass out like an asshole Runnin' to my dick with a rhyme and a lasso Again and again From beginning to end it's my nuts on your chin That's how we live nigga Gimmie that gangsta shit that gangsta shit that gangsta shit That ruthless life is what we live That's how we live nigga Gimmie that gangsta shit Gimme that gangsta shit that gangsta shit Like shots to your dome Killin' off hella coppers get dropped in the home With the bangers and drug slangers that cocked on the chrome Hangin' out of the Caprices in S.C. streets with Curb servin' head jerkin' legs squirtin' out your back Feds hurt without the strap Throw up the fleet snap your limbs in a heat Helicopter toppler dropping the breeze Poppin' the thieves for my knots in the streets And the blocks and the priest Eager to pump and leave ya What you need is a real heat seeker Dig in the bass up in the state dick in your face If you tripping get banged by them black plate Cracked the safe I'm comin' out of your space Like an atom bomb rippin' your steak Runnin' your lips they got sniff for your pain Tryna escape 'cause you feel the gauge pump and the squeeze That ruthless life is what we live Gimme that gangsta shit that gangsta shit This for the scene for the hot four money getters For the dope dealers for the big hitters For my datin' diners for the regal bidness My instrumental killers are real niggas My no talent niggas hands on your triggers This where the peace meet the fatal realistical And where the hard shit meet the radio Niggas tastin' the chrome niggas taste the flow The street game is so motherfuckin' heinous It's a city of its own in the projects Street life end in cocaine what's next Hopping with the hotters killing with the best Leaving the scene wet crime elements Take his money clips his dogs and his ribs Entertainers where all this damn entertainment Gagging the fool on the day Raymond Gangsta shit legends in the mix Coming to take mine he just took nine Scratch material we came for the dough I'm out truly get mine watch the chrome The primal zone my motherfuckin' home Brutal city shot silly gag Jimmy nigga Aye E aye E check this out man You know I mean what what really went down You know I mean with all this shit junked off nigga This yo' nigga Paperboy nigga you know Come on nigga it's me nigga Don't hold shit back let 'em mothafuckas know No justice no peace so mothafuck 'em cops Fuckin' with niggas for no God damn reason You ain't no mothafuckin' role book cop I got bullets that your mothafuckin' vest won't stop So check me if you mothafuckin' can And shit ain't changed shit still the same Blowin' out brains Whipped set identified or I'll be slaved Livin' in the case 3 strikes and I'm out Shit y'all could say Now I'm offering the Liquor store Mothafuckas layin' on it on the mothafuckin' flow Aye cray aye E let these niggas down man To know what time it is These niggas don't wanna picture me That's where they sick of me niggas Don't want to pick of me Watch out for deliver These haters they can't owe me Don't wanna know me Watch these stacks slowly In the house underground And live like Stevie Wonder now nigga I want that cash that they don't see Forever bar fuck yo' bitch leave my worry She poppin' out 'cause she want me nigga Just hold on bit I'll take it up These niggas wanna throw like me These niggas wanna floss like mine They want roll it that it costs like mine but These niggas wanna blow my trees It's time to put some niggas in check When you shoot a gun hot shells eject Catch 'em they get used as evidence Only when they get brushed for finger prints You ask why am I like this 'Cause you wanna hear about shit like this So I tell it how I know it just hope the fuck I don't show it Niggas out frontin' loitering and looting Let's recreate a drive-by shooting More brothers in a car blocks away They roll through to a line of niggas It was 9 just like the fuck they figured Go around tha corner come back real slow Lights off car's in neutral rollin' at a snail's pace and creepin' Hoping to catch all of them sleepin' A so-called gang drugs and sex Start busting a cap and all the others jet 3 of 'em fall to their doom Pronounced dead at the scene with gun shot wounds 3 dead because Compton is scandalous I'd like to tell you brother ashes to ashes dust to dust Everyday it a new rapper claiming to be dapper then the Dresta Softer than a girl but portray the role of gangsta Ain't broke a law in your life Yet every time you rap about the guns and knifes Just take a good look at the brother and you'll capture the fact that the bastard is Simply just an actor Who mastered the bang and the slang and the Mental Of homies in Compton Wattz and South Central Never ever once have you ran with the turf But yet in every verse you claim to do the dirt But tell me who's a witness to your fucking work See you never had no buiness so save the drama jerk Brothers straight kill me knowing that they pranksters This is going out to you studio gangsters See I did dirt put in work and many brothers can vouch that So since I got stripes I got the right to rap about that But brothers like you I gotta hate you I'm jus tired of suburbian brothers talking about they come from projects Knowign you ain't seen no parts of the streets G I think you start trying to bang around the time of the peace treaty Wearin khackis and mob while you ryhme little shit Tried to sag but you fronting at the same time And your set don't accecpt you Scared to kick it witcha homies 'cause ya know they don't respect you So brother pleae brother please don't step to these Real Compton City G's Well its the Knock Out definition orginal baby gangster Approach me like you hard little buster I'm bank ya Shank ya with my damn shank if i have ta Dr Dre an Snoop Doggy Dogg are really actors Pranksters studio gangsters busters But this time your dealing with some real last brothers G's fool please don't try to step See if you do then a peeled cap is all that would be left See young brothers like me will break ya off somthing Claimin my city but Dre you ain't from Compton Niggas like Dogg is what I call wanna be's and ain't nothing compared to Real Compton City G's Stomp him in his track and Show him that i'm ruthless I never met an OG who never did nothing wrong You tried to dis the Eazy-E so now sucker it's on you And your Doggy Dogg think that yall hogging it Both of you tricks can come and suck my doggy dick Beating up a woman don't make you it But then again some brothers think it makes a man Damn it's a trip how Dre can switch so quick From wearing lipstick to smoking on bitches at picnics And now you think your bigger But to me you ain't nothing but trick ass buster That ain't worth a food stamp And at Death Row I hear your gettin gtreated like boot camp Gotta follow your sergeant's directions Or get yo ass popped with a Smith and Wesson Learn a lesson from the E Stay in your place and don't step to Real Compton City G's Just wait until rain turn to sunshine Born in the ghetto as a street thug It's for the neighborhood and weed spots that we love When me and Fif' got together to do this music The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it It's no pretend shit it's friendship me nemesis is su nemesis Ain't for him it's just media see to them it's just images But this shit is no gimmicks this is blood in and blood out When there's beef you just gotta know when to butt in and butt out If there's a problem we solve it if we don't resolve it It usually just evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved in it We should all get a merit this much beef we inherit And wear it like a badge of honor pass it around and share it And let it go to whoever's holdin' the most current people on their shoulders And their soldiers got their backs till it's over But tonight we ain't comin' here to beef with nobody We came to party Banks Ca$his and Mr. Ferrari So it's Shady Aftermizat back in that ass you wizzass Come hizzon what kinda fuzukin' quizition is that I'm barely standin and plus my secondhand say it's midnight Some Alize and Cristal guaranteed to get right Like misdemeanors is a small thang With DJ Quik in this bitch I let my balls hang Runnin through the street lights 'cause we like yo nigga Get your mobb on show em what a G like Around the corner it's like Vegas or better yet like Reno Niggas poppin welcome to our casino 'cause you and me know Here's the latest from the king of badness I got the shit that makes niggas wanna flip G'd up all better wit beanies Sweatin' all the bitches to blow our weanies Niggas all getting drunk and smoking a bum bud Oh wait here's a punk pop the trunk 'Cause it's a gang of jackers in the front smoking All the hump some shit was said about blue and red But I'm colour blind and I gotta nine Threw up the sign I cock the 9 I cock the 9 Well nigga pop the 9 and let it holla Test drive wit a neighbourhood's scholar Black Impala blue chucks on gettin outta Sucks on hip hop thugsta get the fuck on Niggas looking shifty do they wanna diss me lick me Show me love or peel my cap quickly My six sense won't let me slip don't puff wit the draggin' em I'm still toe taggin' em hit the spot wit a don still baggin' em It's the low call S.A.B on the vocal blast my way out Eazy pay The way all you bitch niggas stay out It's like dice game dice game niggas get they roll'on Everything's all good till niggas getting sold on Here we all get together and shoot fuck I grab my gun then I picked up my loot But I didn't lose shit so it's all good 'Cause I'm a gangsta so I can relate Most of these niggas is fake and tryin' to hate I put a buster in his place I put one in his face Obey my first and give him the taste That's how I duz it that's how I do it And the murder weapon that I use you know I threw it He kept persuading so I had to do it 'uh' play For keeps that's the rule of the streets 'uh' Dick Tracy all on my nuttz like Cagny and Lacy And don't faze me Ruthless is the label that pays me But this one H.K weighs a ton words are yellow wit The porno freaks on a run bring ya condom in the kingdom Huh ho from the ceilin' to the floor info red at ya window Plus the E go hangin' out the beamer though Drop shit like a seagull for the people Ho's make a contribution but y'all don't hear me tho Tuck ya legs to my dick with the wrap em real tight Just in case its on and a nigga gotta fight Or a Nigga gotta bust but who in the fuck said in god we trust The shit wen't down everybody start runnin' Bitches screamin' and the bullets kept comin' Ran into a nigga tryin' to save mine reach for my gun ahh shit They say real niggas was dead but this nigga be alive Eazy motherfuckin E motherfuckin god father of gangsta rap They say real niggas was dead but this nigga be alive Well I'm Eazy-E I got woman galore Well it be the real niggas back With that hard street shit Bitch niggas be pissin a fit But I say fuck 'em when I buck 'em Its that nigga with the cool and mellow shit For your ass takin' niggas back through the past All up on my nutz shit be swingin' like a fist Can't even take a piss If I did niggas would cut they wrist In a motherfuckin candy 4 Beat that ass with the switch Then blast on the bitch Who was all in my shit They say real niggas was dead But this nigga be alive So I'm puttin' it down wit that nigga E For all of my niggas in the CPT So here we go again with part 3 of the script Makin bitch made niggas bite they lip when we dip So tell me how the phuck do it feel They say real niggas was dead but this nigga be alive Eazy motherfuckin E motherfuckin god father of gangsta rap They say real niggas was dead but this nigga be alive Well I'm Eazy-E I got woman galore Aw yeah let's take a trip Just sit back and light a spliff with this and don't slip On a funky-dope track jump back Come clean gangsta lean I got green But I serve dubs like it ain't no thing I hang with OG playaz don't set trip Or you might get what we call the rat pack I don't slack when it come to street I kick real G funk to a gangsta beat It's so sweet when you got money to spend I got a proper big tilt and a fly-ass Benz I make ends spend my dough on no ho That's how it is and that's how it goes Act like ya know when I creep real slow Givin' love to them playaz that I know is real Gs When I was just a baby Son always be a good boy don't ever play with guns But I shot a man in Reno Just to watch him die When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry Dump on fools with a quickness And they got no cure for this sickness I get paid for the way that I kick this A real playa named Eazy And I live my life straight crazy Don't need no punk fools payin' me And broke groupies and hoochies don't faze me I take two steps back and release myself To put platinum and gold on the record shelf I don't brag but I tell it like it straight up is Before you do a record partner handle your business And don't get caught slippin' on the under Or you might wonder I call a spade a spade and get paid Gs show the way so I give love to 'em Chase the cat and be a dog a straight up hog I leapfrog to the sound of a gangsta beat So I can hear my record bumpin' on the Compton street Hip-Hop thugsta so quick to rush ya Straight to the dirt fool I do work Nobody move nobody get hurt That's how it is when it come to me 'Cause I'm the short but wicked playa named Eazy Women can't play me some say I'm crazy But I don't think so come if you're a loco I gives a damn about a skanless trick Let me hit it one time and trick that sick But don't trip gives my dough to no ho That's how it is I got no love for ya Born and change dying in pain Praising the devils hands so we compriscate your body like contravene hahah Oh you don't know a Grim Reaper is a gangsta And when the daddy want you why the fuck you gone run ha Now we kickin back getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Damn another bitch dead It's a shame that she is gone took two the head Got caught in the mix It's sad I'm gonna miss this bitch She was all this and she was all that Point black baby was all fat Now we lay her down to sleep Made my nigga rest in peace Now we kickin' back getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Paid my respect and didn't shed a tear Eazy muthafucking E CPT and I am outta here It's like pay me stories in a cold cruel world I'ma share story 'bout a gangster girl From the plane to the train Fall of from a groupie a down bitch Put a key up in her coochie And she only fucking with ballers living the live So fine but never thought she be smoking the pipe And when her boyfriend is away she doing her damn thing Coming up show nigga misses some cocaine But It ain't a shame anyway So you know we yo getting guns Put on a nigga 'cause of a ho Yeah the bitch gots to go Step to the house looked to the shower The Bitch looking like a Tina Howard Make sure the ghost was clear Cock the gat shit is certain Went to the door put 5 in her cunt and That's the way love goes when you fucking with scandalous hoes Semi-automatic my folks peep the scenario Her name was Tina Ooh you should've seen her Face like a dog Body like a ballerina Caught a case everyday in the past of pasedane Felony possession but it changed to a misdemeanor She was selling that ass to make beer Body fly jewels And fancy wear Hanging with pimps Killers and dopefiends Got hooked on Crack and won't ever get clean Every night she with a different trick In dark back alleys garglin' on dick Oh shit what a wasted bitch Callin' coroner quick A dead body in a ditch Is it her Ooh I hope not hope not I just seen her last week at the dope spot But they made a positive ID Tina was dead and what a tragedy Momma yellin' out somebody pray for me But she abandoned her at the age of 3 But just that's the way life goes in these scandalous streets So I'll write hardcore lyrics with these gangsta beats So choose now life or death Longs with breath Or no air in your fucking chest Either way whether you decide to evade Or decide to stay That muthafucka death Always I said always collect jacks made of flesh I remember yeah I remember exactly how she looked When I want in her I will I just finish smoking Then i she didn't look the same tha bitch was trip I don't mean to call her bitch but she didn't look the same But she looked like But she looked she had just smoked the joint I meanI know death I know death ain't didn't play with it The bitch didn't looked dead she looked high There's difference between being dead and being high Dead don't feel like being high Back to the set as I jet not giving a that I wet That's what he gotta shout for acting like a trick Now he's 6 feet deep and I'm deep in his on the marks that be sleepin' Catch you slippin' slap the clip in buck 'em every weekend A scandalous lil' with no heart to feel remorse leave it on his momma's porch Don't give a about shit that's why I'm mellow Or maybe it's the fact that I'm into the devil A psychopathic that's always quick to fill a for a lick 'cause I'm a sick-ass killer Thrilla from Manilla though I'm shorter than the average Try to test your luck and get bucked by a Now come on little closer and get played straight bombin' Puttin' it down with that little fool from Compton South Central definitely G.B.M for life So pay the price life's too short so I gamble Don't give a damn so I grabs the ammo Smoke up that indo n' gotta make that money gotta make that To build the stash ain't here to play But I'm here to put it down the ruthless way Make my papers with my folks Much love to them girls much love Talkin' behind yo back but won't say it to your face Have you ever seen her That mad bitch that they call Chan Whole week with the Glock in my hand Now god damn I'm up the cental strips Comin' in the chevy and hopin' with the heat Deep rolling as we mobb to the beach I got the silver gat and the great Look I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance Something's wrong I can feel it I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box slap box They said I rap like a robot so call me Rap-bot But for me to rap like a computer it must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen'll go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a livin' and a killin' off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables skill-a-holic This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact How could I not blow All I do is drop F-bombs Feel my wrath of attack Rappers are havin' a rough time period here's a maxi pad It's actually disastrously bad for the wack While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box slap box Let me show you maintainin' this shit ain't that hard that hard Everybody want the key and the secret To rap immortality like I have got Well to be truthful the blueprint's Simply rage and youthful exuberance Everybody loves to root for a nuisance Hit the Earth like an asteroid Did nothing but shoot for the Moon since MC's get taken to school with this music 'cause I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme Now I lead a new school full of students Me I'm a product of Rakim Yella Eazy thank you they got Slim Inspired enough to one day grow up blow up and be in a position Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Even though I'll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame On the wall of You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames Off a plank and tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin' Little gay-lookin' boy So gay I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy You're witnessin' a massacre Like you're watching a church gathering take place lookin' boy You get a thumbs up pat on the back Hey lookin' boy What you say lookin' boy I'ma work for everything I have never ask nobody for shit Get outta my face lookin' boy Basically boy you're never gonna be capable Of keepin' up with the same pace lookin' boy I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod back nod The way I'm racin' around the track call me NASCAR Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park the White Trash God Kneel before General Zod This planet's Krypton no Asgard Asgard So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin You're rodent I'm omnipotent Let off then I'm reloadin' Immediately with these bombs I'm totin' And I should not be woken I'm the walkin' dead but I'm just a talkin' head a zombie floatin' But I got your mom deep-throatin' I'm out my Ramen Noodle We have nothin' in common poodle I'm a Doberman pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage pupil It's me my honesty's brutal But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though For good at least once in a while So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes To maybe try to help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines Just in case 'cause even you unsigned Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime I know there was a time where once I Was king of the underground But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind So I crunch rhymes but sometimes when you combine Appeal with the skin color of mine You get too big and here they come tryin' To censor you like that one line Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was but I'm Morphin' into an immortal comin' through the portal You're stuck in a time warp from two thousands and four though And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows You write normal Fuck being normal And I just bought a new raygun from the future Just to come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad Singin' to a man while they played piano Man oh man that was a twenty-four seven special on the cable channel So Ray J went straight to the radio station Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman Innovative and I'm made of rubber so that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me and it'll glue to you and I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading and I know the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off they'll be celebrating 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music you make elevator music Well that's what they do when they get jealous they confuse it With rock shock rap with Doc Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it Let me know when it occurs to you While I'm rippin' any one of these verses that versus you It's curtains I'm inadvertently hurtin' you How many verses I gotta murder to Prove that if you were half as nice Your songs you could sacrifice virgins to Ungh school flunky pill junkie But look at the accolades these skills brung me Full of myself but still hungry I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to And I'm a million leagues above you Ill when I speak in tongues but it's still tongue-in-cheek fuck you I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel I'ma sleep in the front seat But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have then you may be a little patient And more sympathetic to the situation And understand the discrimination But fuck it life's handin' you lemons make lemonade then But if I can't batter the women How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then Don't mistake him for it's a fatal mistake If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation To trip a broad and make her fall on her face and Don't be a retard be a king Think not Why be a king when you can be a God I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're tryin' to save me stop holdin' your breath And you think I'm crazy yeah you think I'm crazy I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek Oh well guess beggars can't be choosey Wanted to receive attention for my music Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me For wantin' my cake and eat it too and wantin' it both ways Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated When I blew see but it was confusing 'Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf Abused ink used it as a tool when I blew steam But with what I gave up to get it was bittersweet It was like winnin' a used mink Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink I'm beginnin' to lose sleep one sheep two sheep Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith But I'm actually weirder than you think I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're tryin' to save me stop holdin' your breath And you think I'm crazy yeah you think I'm crazy well that's nothin' Now I ain't much of a poet But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment And don't squander it 'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow So I keep conjurin' Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from Yeah ponderin' will do you wonders No wonder you're losing your mind the way it wanders I think it went wanderin' off down yonder And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen 'Cause I need an interventionist To intervene between me and this monster And save me from myself and all this conflict 'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me And I can't conquer it My OCD is conkin' me in the head keep knockin' Nobody's home I'm sleepwalkin' I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin' Don't shoot the messenger I'm just friends with the king I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're tryin' to save me stop holdin' your breath And you think I'm crazy yeah you think I'm crazy Well that's nothin' Call me crazy but I have this vision One day that I'll walk amongst you a regular civilian But until then drums get killed and I'm comin' straight at MC's blood gets spilled and I'll take it back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin' And shit to say back to the kids who played him I ain't here to save the fuckin' children But if one kid out of a hundred million Who are going through a struggle feels it And relates that's great it's payback Russell Wilson Falling way back in the draft Turn nothin' into somethin' still can Make that straw into gold chump I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack Maybe I need a straight jacket face facts I am nuts for real but I'm okay with that I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're tryin' to save me stop holdin' your breath And you think I'm crazy yeah you think I'm crazy I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're tryin' to save me stop holdin' your breath And you think I'm crazy yeah you think I'm crazy Well that's nothin' Look if you had one shot or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment Would you capture it or just let it slip Yo His palms are sweaty knees weak arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already Mom's spaghetti He's nervous but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth but the words won't come out He's choking how Everybody's joking now The clock's run out time's up over Snap back to reality oh there goes gravity oh There goes Rabbit he choked he's so mad but he won't Give up that easy no he won't have it he knows His whole back's to these ropes it don't matter he's dope He knows that but he's broke he's so stagnant he knows When he goes back to this mobile home that's when it's Back to the lab again yo this whole rhapsody Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him You better lose yourself in the music The moment you own it you better never let it go You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo You better lose yourself in the music The moment you own it you better never let it go You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo His soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping This world is mine for the taking make me king As we move toward a New World Order A normal life is boring but superstardom's Close to post-mortem it only grows harder Homie grows hotter he blows it's all over These hoes is all on him coast-to-coast shows He's known as the Globetrotter lonely roads God only knows he's grown farther from home he's no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water These hoes don't want him no mo' he's cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows He nose-dove and sold nada and so the soap opera Is told it unfolds I suppose it's old partner But the beat goes on No more games I'ma change what you call rage Tear this motherfuckin' roof off like two dogs caged I was playin' in the beginning the mood all changed I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper All the pain inside amplified by the Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-five five and I can't provide the right type of life for my family 'Cause man these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers And there's no movie there's no Mekhi Phifer this is my life And these times are so hard and it's gettin' even harder Tryna feed and water my seed plus teeter-totter Caught up between bein' a father and a prima donna Baby mama drama screamin' on her too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot another day of monotony's Gotten me to the point I'm like a snail I've got To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot Success is my only motherfuckin' option failure's not Mom I love you but this trailer's got To go I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot So here I go it's my shot feet fail me not This may be the only opportunity that I got You can do anything you set your mind to man I've been a liar been a thief Been a lover been a cheat All my sins need holy water feel it washing over me Well little one I don't want to admit to something If all it's gonna 'cause is pain Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain So let the river run He's comin' home with his neck scratched to catch flack Sweat jackets and dress slacks mismatched On his breath's Jack he's a sex addict And she just wants to exact revenge and get back It's a chess match she's on his back like a jet-pack She's kept track of all his Internet chats And guess who just happens to be movin' on to the next Actually just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks 'Cause she loves danger psychopath And you don't fuck with no man's girl even I know that But she's devised some plan to stab him in the back Knife in hand says their relationship's hangin' by a strand So she's been on the web lately Says maybe she'll be my Gwen Stacy to spite her man And I know she's using me to try to play him I don't care After the first night but tonight I am I've been a liar been a thief Been a lover been a cheat All my sins need holy water feel it washing over me Well little one I don't want to admit to something If all it's gonna 'cause is pain The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain So let the river run A one-night stand turned a two-night stand He found out now she feels deserted and used 'Cause he left so what He did it first to her too Now how am I supposed to tell this girl that we're through It's hard to find the words I'm aloof nervous and Sue Don't want this to hurt but what you deserve is the truth Don't take it personal I just can't say this in person to you So I revert to the studio like hole-in-the-wall diners Don't have to be reserved in a booth I just feel like the person who I'm turning into's Irreversible I preyed on you like it's church at the pew And now that I got you I don't want you Took advantage in my thirst to pursue Why do I do this dirt that I do Get on my soapbox and preach my sermon and speech Detergent and bleach is burnin' the wound 'Cause now with her in the womb We can't bring her in this world should have knew To use protection before I bit into your forbidden fruit I've been a liar been a thief Been a lover been a cheat All my sins need holy water feel it washing over me Well little one I don't want to admit to something If all it's gonna 'cause is pain The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain Fuck can I say If life was a highway And deceit was an enclave I'd be swerving in five lanes Speeds at a high rate like I'm slidin' on ice maybe That's why I may have came at you sideways I can't keep my lies straight But I made you terminate my baby This love triangle left us in a wreck tangled What else can I say It was fun for a while Bet I really woulda loved your smile Didn't really wanna abort but fuck it What's one more lie to tell our unborn child I've been a liar been a thief Been a lover been a cheat All my sins need holy water feel it washing over me well little one I don't want to admit to something If all it's gonna 'cause is pain The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain So let the river run Now this shit's about to kick off this party looks wack Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch I'm 'bout to bloody this track up everybody get back That's why my pen needs a pad 'cause my rhymes on the rag Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it Like a magician critics I turn to crickets Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket But quick to get it impaled when I tell 'em yeah stick it So sick I'm looking pale wait that's my pigment 'Bout to go ham ya bish shout out to Kendrick Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim bitch And I don't mean Stimpy's friend bitch Been Public Enemy since you thought PE was gym bitch We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud 'Cause it's mayhem 'til the am And let yourself go let yourself go Say fuck it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody go berserk grab your vial yeah They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo With the ugly Kardashian Lamar oh Sorry yo we done both set the bar low Far as hard drugs are though that's the past But I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow And girl I ain't got no money to borrow But I am tryin' to find a way to get you alone car note Oh Marshall Mathers Shithead with a potty mouth get the bar of soap lathered Kangol's and Carheartless Cargos Girl you're fixin' to get your heart broke Don't be absurd ma'am you birdbrain baby I ain't called anybody baby since Birdman unless you're a swallow But don't get discouraged girl This is your jam unless you got toe jam Why are expectations so high Is it the bar I set My arms I stretch but I can't reach A far cry from it or it's in my grasp but as Soon as I grab squeeze I lose my grip like the flying trapeze Into the dark I plummet now the sky's blackening I know the mark's high butter flies rip apart my stomach Knowin' that no matter what bars I come with You're gonna harp gripe and That's a hard Vicodin to swallow so I scrap these As pressure increases like khakis I feel the ice cracking because it's the curse of the standard That the first of the Mathers discs set Always in search of the verse that I haven't spit yet Will this step just be another misstep To tarnish whatever the legacy love or respect I've garnered The rhyme has to be perfect the delivery flawless And it always feels like I'm hittin' the mark 'Til I go sit in the car listen and pick it apart God's given me all this still I feel no different regardless Kids look to me as a god this is retarded If only they knew it's a facade and it's exhaustive And I try not to listen to nonsense But if you bitches are tryin' to strip me of my confidence 'cause I'm only human just like you Making my mistakes oh if you only knew I don't think you should believe in me the way that you do 'cause I'm terrified to let you down oh At times juvenile yes I goof and I jest A flawed human I guess But I'm doin' my best to not ruin your expectations and meet 'em but first He's goin' too fast is he gonna shout or curse out his mom There was a time I had the world by the balls eatin' out my palm Every album song I was spazzin' the fuck out on And now I'm gettin' clowned and frowned on But the only one who's looking down on Me that matters now's DeShaun Am I lucky to be around this long Begs the question though Especially after the methadone As yesterday fades and the Dresden home Is burnt to the ground and all that's left of my house is lawn The crowds are gone And it's time to wash out the blonde Sales decline the curtain's drawn They're closin' the set I'm still pokin' my head from out behind And everyone who has doubt remind Now take your best rhyme outdo it now do it a thousand times Now let 'em tell ya the world no longer cares Or gives a fuck about your rhymes And as I grow outta site outta mind I might go outta mine 'Cause how do I ever let this mic go without a fight When I made a fuckin' tightrope outta twine But when I do fall from these heights though I'll be fine I won't pout or cry or spiral down or whine But I'll decide if it's my final bow this time around ' 'Cause I'm only human just like you I've been making my mistakes oh if you only knew I don't think you should believe in me the way that you do 'Cause I'm terrified to let you down oh If I walked on water I would drown 'Cause I'm just a man But as long as I got a mic I'm godlike So me and you are not alike Bitch I wrote Stan It's like I'm in this dirt digging up old hurt Tried everything to get my mind off you it won't work All it takes is one song on the radio you're Right back on it reminding me all over again How you fucking just brushed me off and left me so burnt Spent a lot of time tryin' to soul search Maybe I needed to grow up a little first Well looks like I hit a growth spurt But I'm coming for closure Don't suppose an explanation I'm owed for The way that you turned your back on me Just when I may have needed you most Oh you thought it was over You could just close the Chapter and go about your life like it was nothing You ruined mine but you seem to be doin' fine Well I've never recovered But tonight I bet you that what you're 'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered Can't think of a better way to define poetic justice I flee the scene like it was my last ride You see right through Oh you had me pegged the first time You can see the truth but it's easier to justify What's bad is good and I hate to be the bad guy I just hate to be the bad guy And to think I used to think you was the shit bitch To think it was you at one time I worshipped shit Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it Not this time you better go and get the sewing kit bitch Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sew nitwit Thought some time would pass and I'd forget it Forget it You left our family in shambles And you expect me to just get over him pretend he never existed May be gone but he's not forgotten And don't think 'cause he's been out the pictures So long that I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't comin' to get ya You're wrong and that shit was rotten And the way you played him same shit you did to me cold Have you any idea the shit that I've gone through Not once you call to ask me how I'm doin' Letters you don't respond to 'em Fuck it I'm coming to see you And gee who better to talk to than you The 'cause of my problems My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you Poof then I'm gone voosh I flee the scene like it was my last ride You see right through Oh you had me pegged the first time You can see the truth but it's easier to justify What's bad is good and I hate to be the bad guy I just hate to be the bad guy I've been drivin' around your side of this town Like 9 frickin' hours and forty-fice minutes now Finally I found your new address park in your drive Feel like I've been waiting on this moment all of my life And it's now arrived and my mouth is full of saliva My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house See it's sad it came to this point Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment To come and see ya but I ain't here for your empathy I don't need your apology or your friendship or sympathy It's revenge that I seek So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window Like I reached my full potential I peeked Continue to peep still bent low then keep Tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo sneak All the way 'round to the back porch Man door handles unlocked shouldn't be that easy to do this You don't plan for intruders beforehand Surprised to see me Cat caught your tongue Gag chloroform rag gag almost hack-up a lung Like you picked an axe up and swung stick to the core plan Dragged to the back of a trunk by one of your fans Irony's spectacular huh Now who's a faggot you punk And here's your Bronco hat You can have that shit back 'cause they suck It's just me you and the music now Slim I hope you hear it We're in the car right now wait here comes my favorite lyric I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die And hey here's a sequel to my Mathers LP just to try to get people to buy How's this for a publicity stunt This should be fun Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done Eminem killed by M and M Matthew Mitchell Bitch I even have your initials I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother but fuck it Since you're in love with your city so much I figured what the fuck The best place you could be buried alive is right here Two more exits time is quite near Hope we don't get stopped no license I fear That sirens I hear Guess ninety on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea as cops appear in my driver's side mirror I also represent anyone on the receiving end of those jokes you offend I'm the nightmare you fell asleep and then woke up still in I'm your karma closing in with each stroke of a pen Perfect time to have some remorse to show for your sin Nope it's hopeless I'm the denial that you're hopelessly in When they say all of this is approachin' its end But you refuse to believe that it's over here we go all over again Back's to the wall I'm stacking up all them odds Toilets clogged yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of Shit but I'm backing it all up But in my head there's a voice in the back and it hollers After the track is demolished I am your lack of a conscience I'm the ringing in your ears I'm the polyps on the back of your tonsils Eatin' your vocal chords after your concerts I'm your time that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged Grab for some water But I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow I'm the bullies you hate that you became With every faggot you slaughtered Coming back on you every woman you insult Batter but the double-standards you have When it comes to your daughters I represent everything you take for granted 'Cause Marshall Mathers the rapper's persona Is half a facade and Matthew and Stan's just symbolic Of you not knowing what you had 'til it's gone 'Cause after all the glitz and the glam No more fans that are calling your name Cameras are off sad but it happens to all of them Foreshadows of all the things that are to follow I'm the future that's here to show you what happens tomorrow If you don't stop after they call ya Biggest laughing stock of rap who can't call it quits When it's time to walk away I'm every guilt trip The baggage you have but as you gather up all your possessions If there's anything you have left to say 'Less it makes an impact then don't bother So before you rest your case Better make sure you're packin' a wallop So one last time I'm back Before it fades into black and it's all over Behold the final chapter in a saga Tryin' to recapture that lightning trapped in a bottle Twice the magic that started It all tragic portrait of an artist Tortured trapped in his own drawings Tap into thoughts blacker and darker Than anything imaginable here goes a wild stab in the dark As we pick up where the last Mathers left off My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad it's not so bad Dear Slim I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell my pager and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn you must not've got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways fuck it what's been up man How's your daughter My girlfriend's pregnant too I'm 'bout to be a father If I have a daughter guess what I'ma call her I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this every day but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too that shit was fat Anyways I hope you get this man hit me back Just to chat truly yours your biggest fan this is Stan My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad it's not so bad Dear Slim you still ain't called or wrote I hope you have a chance I ain't mad I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me outside the concert You didn't have to But you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man he's only six years old We waited in the blisterin' cold For you for four hours and you just said no That's pretty shitty man you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you man he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though I just don't like being lied to Remember when we met in Denver You said if I'd write you you would write back See I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs So when I have a shitty day I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else So that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real and I respect you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you twenty-four seven But she don't know you like I know you Slim no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up You gotta call me man I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose sincerely yours Stan My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad it's not so bad This'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word no I don't deserve it I know you got my last two letters I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sendin' you I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now I'm doin' ninety on the freeway Hey Slim I drank a fifth of vodka you dare me to drive About that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drownin' But didn't then Phil saw it all then at a show he found him That's kinda how this is you coulda rescued me from drownin' Now it's too late I'm on a thousand downers now I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I loved you Slim we coulda been together yeah think about it You ruined it now I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep And you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you And you can't breathe without me Hey Slim that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat I just tied her up see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more and then she'll die too Well gotta go I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit I forgot how am I supposed to send this shit out My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad it's not so bad Dear Stan I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now how far along is she Look I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph For your brother I wrote it on a Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show I musta missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too I say that shit just clownin' dawg come on how fucked up is you You got some issues Stan I think you need some counselin' To help your ass from bouncin' Off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself I think that you'll be doin' just fine If you relax a little I'm glad I inspire you but Stan Why are you so mad Try to understand That I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news A couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk And she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about it his name was it was you damn Obie Trice Real name no gimmicks Two trailer park girls go 'round the outside 'Round the outside 'round the outside Guess who's back back again Shady's back tell a friend I've created a monster 'cause nobody wants to See Marshall no more they want Shady I'm chopped liver Well if you want Shady this is what I'll give ya A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker Than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital By the doctor when I'm not co-operating When I'm rocking the table while he's operating You waited this long now stop debating 'Cause I'm back I'm on the rag and ovulating I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney But your husband's heart problem's complicating But it feels so empty without me So come on and dip bum on your lips Fuck that Cum on your lips and some on your tits And get ready 'cause this shit's about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits fuck you Debbie Little hellions kids feeling rebellious Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis They start feeling like prisoners helpless 'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells Bitch A visionary vision is scary Could start a revolution polluting the airwaves A rebel so just let me revel and bask In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass And it's a disaster such a catastrophe For you to see so damn much of my ass Fix your bent antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna Enter in and up under your skin like a splinter The center of attention back for the winter I'm interesting the best thing since wrestling Infesting in your kid's ears and nesting Testing attention please Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me Here's my ten cents my two cents is free A nuisance who sent You sent for me Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me A tisk-it a task-it I'll go tit for tat with Chris Kirkpatrick you can get your ass kicked Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards And Moby You can get stomped by Obie You thirty-six-year-old baldheaded fag blow me You don't know me you're too old let go It's over nobody listens to techno Now let's go just give me the signal I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults I been dope suspenseful with a pencil Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol But sometimes the shit just seems Everybody only wants to discuss me So this must mean I'm disgusting But it's just me I'm just obscene No I'm not the first king of controversy I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley To do black music so selfishly And use it to get myself wealthy There's a concept that works Twenty million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty without me Now this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me I said this looks like a job for me So everybody just follow me 'Cause we need a little controversy 'Cause it feels so empty without me May I have your attention please Will the real Slim Shady please stand up I repeat will the real Slim Shady please stand up We're gonna have a problem here Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door And started whoopin' her ass worse than before They first were divorced throwin' her over furniture He didn't just say what I think he did And Dr. Dre said nothing you idiots Dr. Dre's dead he's locked in my basement Feminist women love Eminem Look at him walkin' around grabbin' his you-know-what Yeah I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse than what's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose But can't but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose And if I'm lucky you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They've got the Discovery Channel don't they We ain't nothin' but mammals well some of us cannibals Who cut other people open like cantaloupes But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But if you feel like I feel I got the antidote Women wave your pantyhose sing the chorus and it goes I'm Slim Shady yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up please stand up Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records Well I do so fuck him and fuck you too You think I give a damn about a Grammy Half of you critics can't even stomach me let alone stand me But Slim what if you win wouldn't it be weird Why so you guys could just lie to get me here So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears Shit Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first Little bitch put me on blast on MTV I should download her audio on MP3 And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups All you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me who just don't give a fuck like me Who dress like me walk talk and act like me And just might be the next best thing but not quite me 'Cause I'm Slim Shady yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up please stand up 'Cause I'm Slim Shady yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up please stand up I'm like a head trip to listen to 'cause I'm only givin' you Things you joke about with your friends inside your livin' room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all I just get on the mic and spit it And whether you like to admit it I just shit it Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can How can Kids eat up these albums like Valiums It's funny 'cause at the rate I'm going when I'm thirty I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting Pinching nurse's asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens And I'm jerking but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking He could be working at Burger King spittin' on your onion rings With his windows down and his system up So will the real Shady please stand up And put one of those fingers on each hand up And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control And one more time loud as you can how does it go I'm Slim Shady yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up please stand up Wasn't ready to be no millionaire I was ill-prepared I was prepared to be ill though the skill was there From the beginning it wasn't 'bout the ends It was 'bout bustin' raps And standin' for somethin' fuckin' acronym Cut the fuckin' act like you're happy I'm fuckin' back again With another anthem why stop when it doesn't have to end It ain't over 'til I say it's over enough when I say enough Throw me to them wolves and close the gate up I'm afraid of what will happen to them wolves When the thought of being thrown Into an alligator pit I salivate at it wait is up Hands up like it's twelve noon Nah homie hold them bitches straighter up Wave 'em 'til you dislocate a rotator cuff Came up rough came to ruffle feathers Nah egos I ain't deflate enough I can see the finish line with each line that I finish I'm so close to my goals I can almost pole vault over the goal post And if I don't got enough in the tank Maybe I can just siphon enough To fill up this last can man will I survive in this climate or what They said I was washed-up and got a bloodbath I'm not a rapper I'm an adapter I can adjust Plus I can just walk up to a mic and just bust So floor's open if you'd like to discuss Top 5 in this muh'fucka and if I don't make the cut What Like I give a fuck But I light this bitch up like I'm driving a truck Through the side of a pump zero to sixty hop in and gun it Like G-Unit without the hyphen I'm hyping 'em up And if there should ever come a time where my life's in a rut And I look like I might just give up eh might've mistook Me for bowin' out I ain't takin' a bow I'm stabbin' myself with a fuckin' knife in the gut While I'm wipin' my butt 'Cause I just shitted on the mic and I like gettin' cut I get excited at the sight of my blood You're in a fight with a nut 'Cause I'ma fight 'til I die or win bitin' the dust It'll just make me angrier wait let me remind you of what Got me this far picture me quittin' Now draw a circle around it and put a line through it slut It's survival of what So get your ideas stack your ammo But don't come unless you come to battle Now mount up jump in the saddle Live breathe your whole existence just consists of this Refuse to quit fuse is lit can't defuse the wick If I don't do this music shit I'll lose my shit Ain't got shit to lose it's the moment of truth It's all I know how to do as soon as I get thrown in a booth I spit But my respect is overdue I'm showin' you the flow no one do 'Cause I don't own no diploma for school I quit So there's nothin' for me to fall back on I know no other trade So you better trade your fuckin' mics in for some toolboxes 'Cause you'll never take my pride from me It'll have to be pried from me So pull out your pliers and your screwdrivers But I want you to doubt me I don't want you to believe 'Cause this is somethin' that I must use to succeed And if you don't like me then fuck you Self-esteem Must be fuckin' shootin' through the roof 'cause trust me My skin is too thick and bulletproof to touch me I can see why the fuck I disgust you I must be Allergic to failure 'cause everytime I come close to it I just sneeze but I just go achoo then achieve Mom I know I let you down And though you say the days are happy Why is the power off and I'm fucked up And Mom I know he's not around But don't you place the blame on me As you pour yourself another drink yeah I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night I drive on Maybe we took this too far I went in headfirst never thinkin' about who what I said hurt In what verse my mom probably got it the worst The brunt of it but as stubborn as we are did I take it too far But regardless I don't hate you 'cause Ma You're still beautiful to me 'cause you're my mom Though far be it from you to be calm Our house was Vietnam Desert Storm And both of us put together could form an atomic bomb Equivalent to chemical warfare And forever we could drag this on and on But agree to disagree that gift for me Up under the Christmas tree don't mean shit to me You're kickin' me out It's fifteen degrees Ma let me grab my fucking coat Anything to have each other's goats Why we always at each other's throats Especially when Dad he fucked us both We're in the same fuckin' boat You'd think that'd make us close Further away it drove us but together headlights shine And a car full of belongings still got a ways to go Back to grandma's house it's straight up the road And I was the man of the house the oldest So my shoulders carried the weight of the load Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old And that's when I realized you were sick And it wasn't fixable or changeable And to this day we remain estranged and I hate it though but I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night I drive on Maybe we took this too far 'Cause to this day we remain estranged and I hate it though 'Cause you ain't even get to witness your grandbabies grow At the time I was angry rightfully Maybe so Never meant that far to take it though 'Cause now I know it's not your fault and I'm not makin' jokes That song I no longer play at shows And I cringe every time it's on the radio And I think of Nathan being placed in a home And all the medicine you fed us and How I just wanted you to taste your own But now the medication's takin' over And your mental state's deterioratin' slow And I'm way too old to cry the shit is painful though But Ma I forgive you so does Nathan yo All you did all you said you did your best to raise us both Foster care that cross you bear few may be as heavy as yours But I love you Debbie Mathers Oh what a tangled web we have 'cause One thing I never asked was Where the fuck my deadbeat dad was Fuck it I guess he had trouble keepin' up with every address But I'da flipped every mattress every rock and desert cactus Owned a collection of maps And followed my kids to the edge of the atlas If someone ever moved 'em from me That you coulda bet your asses If I had to come down the chimney dressed as Santa kidnap 'em And although one has only met their grandma once You pulled up in our drive one night As we were leavin' to get some hamburgers Me her and Nate we introduced you hugged you And as you left I had this overwhelming sadness Come over me as we pulled off to go our separate paths and I saw your headlights as I looked back And I'm mad I didn't get the chance to Thank you for being my mom and my dad So Mom please accept this as a Tribute I wrote this on the jet I guess I had to Get this off my chest I hope I get the chance to Lay it before I'm dead the stewardess said to fasten My seatbelt I guess we're crashin' So if I'm not dreamin' I hope you get this message that I will always love you from afar 'cause you're my mom I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night I drive on Maybe we took this too far I want a new life One without a 'cause So I'm coming home tonight Well no matter what the cost And if the plane goes down Or if the crew can't wake me up Well just know that I'm alright I was not afraid to die Oh even if there's songs to sing Well my children will carry me Just know that I'm alright I was not afraid to die Because I put my faith in my little girls So I never say goodbye cruel world Just know that I'm alright I am not afraid to die I guess we are who we are Headlights shining in the dark night I drive on Maybe we took this too far I want a new life 'Cause sometimes you just feel tired feel weak And when you feel weak You feel like you wanna just give up But you gotta search within you Tryna find that inner strength And just pull that shit out of you And get that motivation to not give up And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall Flat on your face and collapse 'Til I collapse I'm spillin' these raps long as you feel 'em 'Til the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin' 'em 'Cause when I am not then I'ma stop pennin' 'em And I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem Subliminal thoughts when I'ma stop sendin' 'em Women are caught in webs spin 'em and hock venom Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illin' to stop Amoxicillin's just not real enough The criminal cop-killin' hip-hop villain A minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners You're comin' with me feel it or not You're gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of God lives in us You hear it a lot lyrics to shock Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzin' up Fa shizzel my wizzel this is the plot listen up You bizzels forgot Slizzel does not give a fuck 'Til the roof comes off 'til the lights go out 'Til my legs give out can't shut my mouth 'Til the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps I'ma rip this shit 'til my bones collapse 'Til the roof comes off 'til the lights go out 'Til my legs give out can't shut my mouth 'Til the smoke clears out am I high Perhaps Imma rip this shit 'til my bones collapse Music is like magic there's a certain feelin' you get When you real and you spit and people are feelin' your shit This is your moment and every single minute you spend Tryna hold on to it 'cause you may never get it again So while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can And when your run is over just admit when it's at its end 'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit that gets in I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in Andre from OutKast Jada Kurupt Nas and then me But in this industry I'm the 'cause of a lot of envy So when I'm not put on this list the shit does not offend me That's why you see me walk around like nothing's botherin' me Even though half you people got a fuckin' problem with me You hate it but you know respect you got to give me The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney Nate hit me 'Til the roof comes off 'til the lights go out Soon as a verse starts I eat at an MC's heart What is he thinking How not to go against me smart And it's absurd how people hang on every word I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve But I'll never be served my spot is forever reserved If I ever leave Earth that would be the death of me first 'Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothin' could ever be worse That's why I'm clever when I put together every verse My thoughts are sporadic I act like I'm an addict I rap like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers But I don't wanna go forth and back in constant battles The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers So this is like a full-blown attack I'm launchin' at 'em The track is on some battlin' raps who wants some static 'Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters A plaque and platinum status is whack if I'm not the baddest so I will not fall I will stand tall Feels like no one can beat me Put your motherfucking hands up and follow me Now while he stands tough Notice that this man did not have his hands up This Free World's got you gassed up Now who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf This guy ain't no motherfucking MC I know everything he's 'bout to say against me I am white I am a fucking bum I do live in a trailer with my mom My boy Future is an Uncle Tom I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob Who shoots himself in his leg with his own gun I did get jumped by all six of you chumps And Wink did fuck my girl Don't ever try to judge me dude You don't know what the fuck I've been through But I know something about you You went to Cranbrook that's a private school What's the matter dawg you embarrassed This guy's a gangster His real name's Clarence And Clarence lives at home with both parents And Clarence parents have a real good marriage This guy don't wanna battle he's shook 'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks He's scared to death he's scared to look At his fucking yearbook fuck Cranbrook Fuck the beat I'll go a cappella Fuck a Papa Doc fuck a clock fuck a trailer Fuck everybody Fuck y'all if you doubt me I'm a piece of fucking white trash I say it proudly And fuck this battle I don't wanna win I'm outtie Here tell these people something they don't know about me Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well that's all right Because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well that's all right Because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I can't tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like And right now there's a steel knife in my windpipe I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight As long as the wrong feels right it's like I'm in flight High off her love drunk from her hate It's like I'm huffin' paint And I love her the more I suffer I suffocate And right before I'm about to drown she resuscitates me Come back we're runnin' right back here we go again It's so insane 'cause when it's goin' good it's goin' great I'm Superman with the wind at his back she's Lois Lane But when it's bad it's awful I feel so ashamed I laid hands on him I'll never stoop so low again I guess I don't know my own strength You ever love somebody so much You can barely breathe when you're with 'em You meet and neither one of you even know what hit 'em Got that warm fuzzy feelin' Yeah them chills used to get 'em Now you're gettin' fuckin' sick of lookin' at 'em You swore you'd never hit 'em never do nothin' to hurt 'em Now you're in each other's face Spewin' venom in your words when you spit 'em You push pull each other's hair scratch claw bit 'em Throw 'em down pin 'em So lost in the moments when you're in 'em It's the rage that took over it controls you both So they say it's best to go your separate ways Guess that they don't know ya 'Cause today that was yesterday and yesterday is over It's a different day sound like broken records playin' over But you promised her next time you'd show restraint You don't get another chance life is no Nintendo game But you lied again Now you get to watch her leave out the window Guess that's why they call it window pane Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well that's all right Because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well that's all right Because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie Now I know we said things did things that we didn't mean And we fall back into the same patterns same routines But your temper's just as bad as mine is You're the same as me when it comes to love You're just as blinded baby please Come back it wasn't you baby it was me Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano All I know is I love you too much to walk away though Come inside pick up your bags off the sidewalk Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk Told you this is my fault look me in the eyeball Next time I'm pissed I'll aim my fist at the drywall Next time There won't be no next time I apologize even though I know it's lies I'm tired of the games I just want her back I know I'm a liar if she ever tries to fuckin' leave again I'ma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well that's all right Because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well that's all right Because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie Something's burning I can't figure out what It's either lust or a cloud of dust Judgement is clouded must Just be the powder from the power of But I'm in something I don't know how to get out of Left my girl in the house alone And the further I walk the louder Pause for a minute to make certain that's what I heard 'Cause after all this is her place So I give her the benefit of the doubt I Think I might be about to bust her bust her The thought's scary yo though and it hurts brace 'Cause my head already goes to worst-case Scenario though in the first place But you confirmed my low end theory though Shoulda known when I made it all the way to third base And that was only the first date Coulda made it to home plate But you slid straight for the dome and dove face first Yeah that ain't what they all say I'll say you can suck a softball through a straw Used to be my fiance 'til you sucked on Wayne Andre and Kanye LeBron Akon Jay Lil Jon Raekwon Ma$e Polow Tha Don Dre Dante Ross James Conway Kwame 'cause your name I'm beyond sayin' But fuck it I'm movin' on you women are all cray But I'll probably always keep on playin' She doesn't love me no she don't love me no more She hates my company yeah she don't love me no more I tried to get her up out of my head left my bags at the door She screamed she loved me like she never did before And I told her Go where you wanna go Suckin' dick in your momma tub then your granny walked in Told the stupid nigga to duck under the water He drowned like an abortion They booked you for manslaughter You beat the case and I called ya I'm in the mirror with this look on my face curious Why you ain't fuckin' with me you cut me deep as a Caesarean You know I want you bad as a Benjamin I'm delirious I want you bad as the head shattered on George Zimmerman After the Dillinger hit him diligently and killin' him His mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblem That's analogy and metaphor for you I should win a medal for all the ways I adore you This is me talkin' cordial yeah I got some home trainin' That ain't what you like ain't it What about if I was as famous as Marshall Would you give fellatio in the carpool Cops pull us over they just wanna know if you gargle Meanwhile you're chasin' her Chlamydia couldn't even get rid of her So needless to say I'm feelin' betrayed Snatch my house key off her key chain Now she's chasin' me with a cheese grater Here goes that broken record cliche It's all my fault anyway she's turning the tables I'm a beat-break She treats my face like Serato she cuts and scratches like a DJ Each day is an Instant Replay They say what we display is symptomatic of addict behavior Back together but forgot today was her b-day She cut me off on the freeway Simple misunderstanding but just as I went to slam on the brakes That's when I realized that she may be as crazy as me wait Bitch cut my fuckin' brakeline Stepped on them fuckers eight times Still goin' seventy-three thank God there's an exit comin' up What the mother fuck's wrong with her Hit the off ramp 'til I coasted to a goddamn halt Hit a fuckin' tree now here she comes at full speed She's racing at me okay you wanna fuck with me eh Snatch the bitch out her car through the window She screamin' I body slam her on the cement Until the concrete gave and created a sinkhole Buried this stink hoe in it then pay to have the street repaved Woke up in a dream state In a cold sweat like I got hit with a freeze ray during a heat wave Guess I eventually caved though 'cause she's laying next to me in bed directly aiming a gat at my head Woke up again and jumped up I confess I'm a static addict I guess that's why I'm so clingy Every girl I've ever had either says I got too much baggage Or I'm too fuckin' dramatic Man what the fuck is the matter I'm just a fuckin' romantic I fuckin' love you you fuckin' bitch Combative possessive in fact last time I was mad at an ex I actually set off a chain reaction of tragic events She glanced to look at it and wrecked Too bad thought we had a connect No sense dwelling makes never been a more compelling case Than the model covered in L'Oreal and mace Who fell from grace eleven stories for storytelling While the whore was yelling to rape 'Til her vocal cords were swelling And her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spellings' face Still they swarm the gates and my fancy estates To greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace Unless you're Andrea Yates don't ask me for a date Don't be late well the sentiment's great But wait think there's been a mistake You wanted an intimate date I wanna intimidate I have infinite hate in my blood Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower Yeah my life a bitch but you know nothing 'bout her Been to hell and back I can show you vouchers I'm rollin' Sweets I'm smokin' sour Married to the game but she broke her vows That's why my bars are full of broken bottles And my nightstands are full of open Bibles Uh I think about more than I forget But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat And these niggas know I lay 'em down make your bed Bitches try to kick me while I'm down I'll break your leg Money outweighing problems on a triple beam I'm sticking to the script you niggas skipping scenes Fucking right I got my gun semi-Cartermatic Yeah put a dick in they mouth so I guess it's fuck what they say I'm high as a bitch up up and away Man I'll come down in a couple of days Okay you want me up in the cage Then I'll come out in beast mode I got this world stuck in the safe combination is the G code It's Weezy motherfucker Blood gang and I'm in bleed mode All about my dough but I don't even check the peephole So you can keep knocking but won't knock me down No love lost no love found It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now You kicked me when I was down but what you say just don't That's right it don't And I don't need you Don't wanna see you Ha bitch you get no You showed me nothing but hate you ran me into the ground But what comes around goes around That's right you don't And I don't need you nah I don't wanna see you I'm alive again more alive than I have been In my whole entire life I can See these people's ears perk up as I begin to spaz with the pen Uh I'm a little bit sicker than most Shit's finna get thick again they say the competition is stiff But I get a hard dick from this shit and I stick it in I ain't never giving in again Caution to the wind complete freedom Look at these rappers how I treat 'em So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em They call me a freak 'cause I like to Spit on these pussies before I eat 'em Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him Snatch the mic from 'em Bitch I'ma let you finish in a minute yeah that rap was tight but I'm 'Bout spit the greatest verse of all time So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit And start over from scratch and write new ones But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump From the place all the way to the parking lot fellow Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd You can see the sparks from hot metal Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted The game my soul started to rot fellow When I'm not even in my harshest You can still get roasted 'cause Marsh is not mellow 'Til I'm topplin' from the top I'm not gonna stop I'm standin' on my Monopoly board That means I'm on top of my game And it don't stop 'til my hip don't hop anymore When you're so good that you can't say it 'Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore People just get sick 'cause you spit These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore And you can never break my stride You'll never slow the momentum at any moment I'm 'bout to blow you'll never take my pride Killin' the flow slow venom And the opponent is gettin' no mercy mark my words Ain't lettin' up relentless I smell blood I don't give a fuck keep givin' them hell Where was you when I fell and needed help up You get no love It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now You kicked me when I was down but what you say just don't Yeah that's right it don't And I don't need you Don't wanna see you Ha bitch you get no You showed me nothing but hate you ran me into the ground But what comes around goes around and I don't need you Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad When I'm gone but I'm tryin' to give you the life that I never had I can see you're sad even when you smile even when you laugh I can see it in your eyes deep inside you wanna cry 'Cause you're scared I ain't there Daddy's with you in your prayers No more crying wipe them tears Daddy's here no more nightmares We gon' pull together through it Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it We're all we got in this world when it spins when it swirls When it whirls when it twirls two little beautiful girls Looking puzzled in a daze I know it's confusing you Daddy's always on the move Momma's always on the news I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems The harder that I try to do that the more it backfires on me All the things growing up as Daddy that he had to see Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did We did not plan it to be this way your mother and me But things have got so bad between us I don't see us ever being Together ever again like we used to be when we was teenagers But then of course everything always happens for a reason I guess it was never meant to be but it's just something We have no control over and that's what destiny is But no more worries rest your head and go to sleep Maybe one day we'll wake up and this'll all just be a dream Now hush little baby don't you cry Everything's gonna be alright Stiffen that upper lip up little lady I told ya Daddy's here to hold ya through the night I know Mommy's not here right now and we don't know why We fear how we feel inside It may seem a little crazy pretty baby But I promise Momma's gon' be alright I remember back one year when Daddy had no money Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up and stuck 'em under the tree And said some of 'em were from me 'cause Daddy couldn't buy 'em I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night cryin' But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and Mom And at the time every house that we lived in Either kept gettin' broken into and robbed or shot up on the block And your mom was saving money for you in a jar Tryin' to start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college Almost had a thousand dollars 'til someone broke in and stole it And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma's heart And it seemed like everything was just starting to fall apart Mom and Dad was arguing a lot so Momma moved back On to Chalmers in the flat one bedroom apartment And Dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara And that's when Daddy went to California with his CD And met Dr. Dre and flew you and Momma out to see me But Daddy had to work you and Momma had to leave me Then you started seein' Daddy on the TV and Momma didn't like it And you and Lainie were too young to understand it Papa was a rolling stone Momma developed a habit And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand 'Cause all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud Now I'm sittin' in this empty house Just reminiscin' lookin' at your baby pictures it just trips me out To see how much you both have grown it's almost like you're sisters now Wow guess you pretty much are and Daddy's still here Lainie I'm talking to you too Daddy's still here I like the sound of that yeah it's got a ring to it don't it Sshh Momma's only gone for the moment Now hush little baby don't you cry Everything's gonna be alright Stiffen that upper lip up little lady I told ya Daddy's here to hold ya through the night I know Mommy's not here right now and we don't know why We fear how we feel inside It may seem a little crazy pretty baby But I promise Momma's gon' be alright And if you ask me to Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird I'ma give you the world I'ma buy a diamond ring for you I'ma sing for you I'll do anything for you to see you smile And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine I'ma break that birdie's neck I'll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya And make him eat every carat don't fuck with Dad Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me Are you trying to get through Are you reaching out for me Then I'm reaching out for you I'm just so fuckin' depressed I just can't seem to get out this slump If I could just get over this hump But I need somethin' to pull me out this dump I took my bruises took my lumps Fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up In order for me to pick the mic back up I don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in I'm starting to feel distant again So I decided just to pick this pen Up and try to make an attempt to vent But I just can't admit or come to grips with the fact That I may be done with rap I need a new outlet And I know some shit's so hard to swallow But I just can't sit back and wallow In my own sorrow but I know one fact I'll be one tough act to follow one tough act to follow I'll be one tough act to follow Here today gone tomorrow But you'd have to walk a thousand miles In my shoes just to see what it's like to be me I'll be you let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to Feel your pain you feel mine Go inside each other's minds Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful They can all get fucked just stay true to you Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful They can all get fucked just stay true to you I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor Everything's so tense and gloom I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature Of the room just as soon as I walk in it's like all eyes on me So I try to avoid any eye contact 'Cause if I do that then it opens a door For conversation like I want that I'm not lookin' for extra attention I just wanna be just like you Blend in with the rest of the room Maybe just point me to the closest restroom I don't need no fuckin' man-servant Tryna follow me around and wipe my ass Laugh at every single joke I crack I just hide behind the tears of a clown So why don't you all sit down Listen to the tale I'm about to tell Hell we don't gotta trade our shoes And you ain't gotta walk no thousand miles In my shoes just to see what it's like to be me I'll be you let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to Feel your pain you feel mine Go inside each other's minds Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful They can all get fucked just stay true to you Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful They can all get fucked just stay true to you Nobody asked for life to deal us With these bullshit hands we're dealt We gotta take these cards ourselves And flip 'em don't expect no help Now I could've either just sat on my ass And pissed and moaned Or take this situation in which I'm placed in And get up and get my own I was never the type of kid To wait by the door and pack his bags And sat on the porch and hoped and prayed For a dad to show up who never did I just wanted to fit in in every single place Every school I went I dreamed of being that cool kid Even if it meant acting stupid Aunt Edna always told me Keep making that face it'll get stuck like that Meanwhile I'm just standin' there Holdin' my tongue tryin' to talk like this 'Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole At eight years old I learned my lesson then 'Cause I wasn't tryin' to impress my friends no mo' But I already told you my whole life story Not just based on my description 'Cause where you see it from where you're sittin' It's probably a hundred percent different I guess we would have to walk a mile In each other's shoes at least What size you wear I wear ten's Let's see if you can fit your feet In my shoes just to see what it's like to be me I'll be you let's trade shoes Just to see what it'd be like to Feel your pain you feel mine Go inside each other's minds Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful They can all get fucked just stay true to you Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful They can all get fucked just stay true to you Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me Are you trying to get through Are you reaching out for me Then I'm reaching out for you Yeah to my babies stay strong Daddy'll be home soon And to the rest of the world God gave you them shoes to fit you So put 'em on and wear 'em Be yourself man be proud of who you are Even if it sounds corny Never let no one tell you you ain't beautiful Tell me where to go Tell me what to do I'll be right there for you Tell me what to say No matter if it's true I'll say it all for you I used to be the type of kid That would always think the sky is fallin' Why am I so differently wired Am I a martian What kind of twisted experiment am I involved in 'Cause I don't belong in this world That's why I'm scoffin' at authority defiant often Flyin' off at the handle at my mom No dad so I am noncompliant at home At school I'm just shy and awkward And I don't need no goddamn psychologist Tryin' to diagnose why I have all these underlyin' problems Thinkin' he can try and solve 'em I'm outside chalkin' up drawings On the sidewalk and in the front drive talkin' To myself either that or inside hidin' off in The corner somewhere quiet tryin' not to Be noticed 'cause I'm cryin' and sobbin' I had a bad day at school so I ain't talkin' Some cocksucker shoved me into a fuckin' locker 'Cause he said that I eye-balled him And if you fall I'll catch you there I'll be your savior from all the wars That are fought inside your world Please have faith in my words I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky's fallin' Why am I so differently wired in my noggin 'Cause sporadic as my thoughts come it's mind-bogglin' 'Cause I obsess on everything in my mind small shit Bothers me but not my father he said sayonara Then split but I don't give a shit I'm fine long as there's batteries in my Walkman Nothing is the matter with me Shit look on the bright side at least I ain't walkin' I bike ride through the neighborhood of my apartment Complex on a ten-speed which I've acquired parts that I find in the garbage a frame then put tires on it Headphones on look straight ahead if kids try and start shit But if this is all there is for me life offers Why bother even tryin' to put up a fight It's nonsense But I think a light bulb just lit up in my conscience What about them rhymes I've been jottin' They are kind of giving me confidence Instead of tryin' to escape through my comics Why don't I just blast a little something like Onyx To put me in the mood to wanna fight and write songs that Say what I want to say to the kid that said that I eye-balled him Who woulda knew from the moment I turned the mic on that I could be iconic in my conquest That's word to Phife Dawg from A Tribe Called Quest I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky's fallin' Now I think the fact that I'm differently wired's awesome 'Cause if I wasn't I wouldn't be able to work words like this And connect lines like crosswords And use my enemy's words as strength To try and draw from and get inspired off 'em 'Cause all my life I was told and taught I am not shit By you wack fuckin' giant sacks of lyin' dog shit Now you shut up bitch I am talkin' Thought I was full of horseshit And now you fuckin' worship the ground on which I am walkin' Me against the world so what I'm Brian Dawkins So bring on the Giants Falcons and Miami Dolphins It's the body bag game bitch I'm supplyin' coffins 'Cause you dicks butt kiss bunch of Brian Baldingers You're gon' die a ball licker I've been diabolical With this dialogue since nineteen ninety-nine Rawkus You don't respect the legacy I leave behind y'all can Suck a dick the day you beat me pigs'll fly out my ass In a flying saucer full of Italian sausage The most high exaltin' and I ain't haltin' 'Til I die of exhaustion inhale my exhaust fumes The best part about me is I am not you I'm me and I'm the Fire Marshall You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em But you won't take the sting out these words before I say 'em 'Cause ain't no way I'ma let you stop me from causin' mayhem When I say I'ma do somethin' I do it I don't give a damn what you think I'm doin' this for me So fuck the world feed it beans it's gassed up if it thinks it's stoppin' me I'ma be what I set out to be without a doubt undoubtably And all those who look down on me I'm tearin' down your balcony No ifs ands or buts don't try to ask him why or how can he From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still shittin' Whether he's on salary paid hourly Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him Whichever comes first for better or worse He's married to the game like a fuck you for Christmas His gift is a curse Forget the Earth he's got the urge to pull his dick from the dirt Okay quit playin' with the scissors and shit and cut the crap I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in a rhythm For you to know it's a wrap You said you was king you lied through your teeth For that fuck your feelings Instead of gettin' crowned you're gettin' capped And to the fans I'll never let you down again I'm back I promise to never go back on that promise In fact let's be honest that last Relapse CD wa Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground Relax I ain't goin' back to that now 'Cause I ain't playin' around There's a game called circle and I don't know how I'm way too up to back down But I think I'm still tryin' to figure this crap out Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't This fuckin' black cloud still follows me around But it's time to exorcise these demons These muh'fuckers are doin' jumpin' jacks now And I just can't keep livin' this way So startin' today I'm breakin' out of this cage I'm standin' up I'ma face my demons I'm mannin' up I'ma hold my ground I've had enough now I'm so fed up Time to put my life back together right now It was my decision to get clean I did it for me Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you So I could come back a brand-new me You helped see me through And don't even realize what you did believe me you I've been through the wringer But they can do little to the middle finger I think I got a tear in my eye I feel like the king of My world haters can make like bees with no stingers And drop dead no more beef lingers No more drama from now on I promise To focus solely on handlin' my responsibilities as a father So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters And raise it you couldn't lift a single shingle on it 'Cause the way I feel I'm strong enough to go to the club Or the corner pub and lift the whole liquor counter up 'Cause I'm raisin' the bar I'd shoot for the moon but I'm too busy gazin' at stars Sometimes I feel like all I ever do is Find different ways to word the same old song Ever since I came along Started thinking my name was Fault 'Cause any time things went wrong I was the one who they would blame it on The media made me the equivalent Of a modern-day Genghis Khan Tried to argue it was only entertainment dog Gangster Nah courageous balls Had to change my style they said I'm way too soft And the fangs been out since then But up until the instant that I went against it It was ingrained in me That I wouldn't amount to a shitstain I thought No wonder I had to unlearn everything my brain was taught Do I really belong in this game I just wanna play my part Should I make waves or not So back and forth in my brain the tug of war wages on And I don't wanna seem ungrateful Or disrespect the artform I was raised upon But sometimes you gotta take a loss And have people rub it in your face Before you get made pissed off And keep plugging it's your only outlet And your only outfit so you know they gonna talk about it Better find a way to counter it quick and make it ah Feel like I've already said this a kabillion eighty times How many times can I say the same thing different ways that rhyme What I really wanna say is if there's anyone else that can relate to my story bet you feel the same way I felt I was a afraid to make a single sound Afraid I would never find a way out Afraid I'd never be found I didn't wanna go another round An angry man's power will shut you up Trip wires fill this house with tip-toed love Run out of excuses for everyone So here I am and I will not run Guts over fear the time is near Guts over fear I shed a tear For all the times I let you push me 'round I let you keep me down Now I got guts over fear guts over fear Feels like a close it's coming to Fuck am I gonna do It's too late to start over This is the only thing I thing I know I know what it was like I was there once Single parents hate your appearance As you struggle to find your place in this world And the pain spawns all the anger on But it wasn't 'til I put the pain in song Learned who to aim it on that I made a spark Started to spit harder shit Learned how to harness it while the reins were off And there was a lot of bizarre shit but the crazy part Was soon as I stopped saying I gave a fuck Haters started to appreciate my art And it just breaks my heart to look at all the pain I caused But what am I gonna do when the rage is gone And the lights go out in that trailer park And the window is closing and there's nowhere else that I can go with flows and I'm frozen 'Cause there's no more emotion for me to pull from Just a bunch of playful songs that I make for fun So to the break of dawn here I go recycling the same old song Now I don't wanna seem indulgent When I discuss my lows and my highs My demise and my uprise pray to God I just open enough eyes later on And gave you the supplies and the tools To hopefully use that'll make you strong Enough to lift yourself up when you feel like I felt 'Cause I can't explain to y'all how dang exhausted my legs felt Just having to balance my dang self When on eggshells I was made to walk But thank you Ma 'cause that gave me the Strength to 'cause Shady-mania so when they empty that stadium Least I made it out of that house And found a place in this world when the day was done So this is for every kid who all's they ever did Was dreamt of one day just getting accepted I represent him or her anyone similar You are the reason that I made this song And everything you're scared to say Don't be afraid to say no more From this day forward just let them ass-holes talk Take it with a grain of salt and eat their fucking faces off The legend of the angry blonde Lives on through you when I'm gone I was a afraid to make a single sound Afraid I would never find a way out Afraid I'd never be found I didn't wanna go another round An angry man's power will shut you up Trip wires fill this house with tip-toed love Run out of excuses for everyone So here I am and I will not run Have you ever loved someone so much you'd give an arm for Not the expression no literally give an arm for When they know they're your heart and you know you were their armor And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her But what happens when karma turns right around to bite you And everything you stand for turns on you to spite you What happens when you become the main source of her pain Then turn right around on that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother who's a spitting image of her That's Slim Shady yeah baby Slim Shady's crazy Shady made me but tonight Shady's rock-a-bye baby And when I'm gone just carry on don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing so baby don't feel no pain just smile back And when I'm gone just carry on don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing so baby don't feel no pain just smile back I keep having this dream I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing She keeps screaming she don't want me to sing And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door It turns to a stage they're gone and this spotlight is on and I'm singing And when I'm gone just carry on don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thang So baby don't feel no pain just smile back And when I'm gone just carry on don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thang So baby don't feel no pain just smile back Sixty-thousand people all jumpin' out their seat The curtain closes they're throwin' roses at my feet I take a bow and thank you all for comin' out They're screamin' so loud I take one last look at the crowd I glance down I don't believe what I'm seein' Daddy it's me Help Mommy her wrists are bleedin' but Baby we're in Sweden how did you get to Sweden I followed you Daddy you told me that you weren't leavin' You lied to me Dad and now you made Mommy sad And I bought you this coin it says 'Number One Dad' That's all I wanted I just wanted to give you this coin I get the point fine me and Mommy are goin' It's too late Dad you made the choice Now go up there and show 'em that you love 'em more than us That's what they want they want you Marshall they keep Screamin' your name it's no wonder you can't go to sleep Just take another pill yeah I bet you will You rap about it yeah word keep it real I hear applause all this time I couldn't see How could it be that the curtain is closin' on me I turn around find a gun on the ground cock it The sky darkens my life flashes The plane that I was supposed to be on crashes And burns to ashes that's when I wake up Alarm clock's ringin' there's birds singin' It's Spring and Hailie's outside swingin' I walk right up to Kim and kiss her tell her I miss her Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister almost as if to say And when I'm gone just carry on don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thang So baby don't feel no pain just smile back Hi kids Do you like violence Wanna see me stick 9 inch nails through each one of my eyelids Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did Try 'cid and get fucked up worse than my life is My brain's dead weight I'm trying to get my head straight But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate Well since age twelve I felt like I'm someone else 'Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off and smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast I don't give a fuck God sent me to piss the world off My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high Thanks a lot next semester I'll be thirty five I smacked him in his face with an eraser Chased him with a stapler stapled his nuts to a stack of papers Walked in the strip club had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender then stuck my dick in the tip cup Extraterrestrial running over pedestrians in a spaceship While they're screaming at me that they just want to be friends Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to I just found out my mom does more dope than I do I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doing drugs and name it after her You know you blew up when the women rush your stands And try to touch your hands like some screaming Usher fans This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph Stop the tape This kid needs to be locked away Dr. Dre don't just stand there operate I'm not ready to leave it's too scary to die I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive Am I coming or going I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of vodka dare me to drive All my life I was very deprived I ain't had a woman in years and my palm's too hairy to hide Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk I spit when I talk I'll fuck anything that walks When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits How you gonna breastfeed me Mom You ain't got no tits I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head I'm steaming mad and by the way when you see my dad Tell him that I slit his throat in this dream I had Have you ever been hated or discriminated against I have been protested and demonstrated against Picket signs for my wicked rhymes look at the times Sick as the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's behind All this commotion emotions run deep as oceans explodin' Tempers flarin' from parents just blow 'em off and keep goin' Not takin' nothin' from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathin' Keep kickin' ass in the morning and takin' names in the evenin' Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth See they can trigger me but they'll never figure me out Look at me now I bet you're probably sick of me now Ain't you Mama I'ma make you look so ridiculous now I got some skeletons in my closet And I don't know if no one knows it So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it I'ma expose it I'll take you back to sventy-three Before I ever had a multi-platinum-selling CD I was a baby maybe I was just a couple of months My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch 'Cause he split I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye No I don't on second thought I just fuckin' wished he would die I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side Even if I hated Kim I'd grit my teeth and I'd try To make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes But I'm only human but I'm man enough to face 'em today What I did was stupid no doubt it was dumb But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets out of that gun 'Cause I'da killed him shit I woulda shot Kim and him both It's my life I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition Take a second to listen before you think this record is dissin' But put yourself in my position just try to envision Witnessin' your mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen Bitchin' that someone's always goin' through her purse and shit's missin' Goin' through public housing systems victim of Munchausen's Syndrome My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'Til I grew up now I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach doesn't it Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma But guess what you're gettin' older now and it's cold when you're lonely And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's gonna know that you're phony And Hailie's gettin' so big now you should see her she's beautiful But you'll never see her she won't even be at your funeral See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong Bitch do your song keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get You selfish bitch I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me Well guess what I am dead dead to you as can be I'm sorry Mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet I said I'm sorry Mama I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet We touch I feel a rush we clutch it isn't much But it's enough to make me wonder what's in store for us It's lust it's torturous you must be a sorceress 'Cause you just did the impossible gained my trust Don't play games it'll be dangerous If you fuck me over 'cause if I get burnt I'ma show ya What it's like to hurt 'cause I been treated like dirt before ya Nobody knows me I'm cold Walk down this road all alone It's no one's fault but my own It's the path I've chosen to go Frozen as snow I show no emotion whatsoever so Don't ask me why I have no love for these muh'fuckin' hoes Bloodsuckin' succubuses What the fuck is up with this I've tried in this department but I ain't had no luck with this It sucks but it's exactly what I thought it would be Like tryin' to start over I got a hole in my heart but some kinda emotional roller coaster Something I won't go on So you toy with my emotions ho it's over It's like an explosion every time I hold ya Wasn't joking when I told ya I'm a space-bound rocket ship And your heart's the Moon And I'm aiming right at you right at you I'll do whatever it takes When I'm with you I get the shakes My body aches when I ain't with you I have zero strength There's no limit on how far I would go No boundaries no lengths Why do we say that until we get that person that we think's Gonna be that one then once we get 'em it's never the same You want them when they don't want you Soon as they do feelings change It's not a contest and I ain't on no conquest for no mate I wasn't lookin' when I stumbled on to you musta been fate But so much is at stake What the fuck does it take Let's cut to the chase 'Fore the door shuts in your face Promise me if I cave in and break and leave myself open So after a year and six months It's no longer me that you want But I love you so much it hurts never mistreated you once I poured my heart out to you Let down my guard swear to God I blow my brains in your lap lay here and die in your arms Drop to my knees and I'm pleadin' I'm tryna stop you from leavin' You won't even listen so fuck it I'm tryna stop you from breathin' I put both hands on your throat I sit on top of you squeezin' 'Til I snap your neck like a Popsicle stick ain't no possible reason I can think of to let you walk up out this house and let you live Tears stream down both of my cheeks Now I let you go and just give And before I put that gun to my temple I told you this And I would've did anything for you To show you how much I adored you But it's over now it's too late to save our love Just promise me you'll think of me every time I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders I ain't never supposed to show it My crew ain't supposed to know it Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino It don't matter I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle 'Less I absolutely have to I'm supposed to set an example I need to be the leader my crew looks for me to guide 'em If some shit ever does pop off I'm supposed to be beside 'em That Ja shit I tried to squash it was too late to stop it There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy the shit went way beyond some Jay Z and Nas shit And even though the battle is won I feel like we lost it I spent so much energy on it honestly I'm exhausted And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for it's not why I got in it That was never my object for someone to get killed Why would I want to destroy something I helped build It wasn't my intentions my intentions were good I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' Suge And that was just outta respect for not runnin' my mouth And talkin' about somethin' that I knew nothin' about Plus Dre told me stay out this just wasn't my beef So I did I just fell back watched and gritted my teeth While he's all over TV down-talkin' the man Who literally saved my life like fuck it I understand This is business and this shit just isn't none of my business I'm still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute But the battle wages on for toy soldiers There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme and Wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin' But now it's elevated 'cause once you put someone's kids in it The shit gets escalated it ain't just words no more is it It's a different ball game you call names and you ain't just rappin' We actually tried to stop the fifty and Ja beef from happenin' Me and Dre had sat with him kicked it and had a chat with him And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him Until Ja started yappin' in magazines how he stabbed him Fuck it fifty smash him Mash him and let him have it Meanwhile my attention's pulled in another direction Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his resurrection Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record But now he's fucked the game up 'Cause one of the ways I came up Was through that publication the same one that made me famous Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin' Well fuck it that motherfucker could get it too fuck him then But I'm so busy bein' pissed off I don't stop to think That we just inherited fifties beef with Murder Inc. And he's inherited mine which is fine ain't like either of us mind We still have soldiers that's on the front line Who's willin' to die for us as soon as we give the orders Never to extort us strictly to show they support us And maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in the chorus To show 'em we love 'em back and let them know how important It is to have Runyon Avenue soldiers up in our corners Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is But I ain't tryin' to have none of my people hurt or murdered It ain't worth it I can't think of a perfecter way to word it Than to just say that I love y'all too much to see the verdict I'll walk away from it all before I let it go any further But don't get it twisted it's not a plea that I'm coppin' I'm just willing to be the bigger man if y'all can quit poppin' Off at your jaws well then I can 'cause frankly I'm sick of talkin' I'm not goin' to let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience Step by step heart to heart We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit torn apart We never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers You used to say that I'd never be Nothin' without you and I'd believe I'm shot in the lungs I gasp I can't breathe Just lay here with me baby hold me please And I'd beg and I'd plead drop to knees Snatch the keys from your hand I would squeeze And you'd laugh and you'd tease You're just fucking with me and you must hate me Why do you date me if you say I make you sick And you've had enough of me I smother you I'm 'bout to jump off the edge But you won't break me You'll just make me stronger than I was Before I met you I bet you I'll be just fine without you And if I stumble I won't crumble I'll get back up and uhh 'Cause I'm stronger than I was A beautiful face is all that you have 'Cause on the inside you're ugly and mad But you're all that I love I grasp you can't leave Please stay here with me baby hold me please And I'd beg and I'd plead drop to knees But you left and you took everything I had left And left nothin' nothin' for me So please don't wake me from this dream baby We're still together in my head And you're still in love with me 'Til I woke up to discover that that dream was dead You walked out I almost died It was almost a homicide That you caused 'cause I was so traumatized Felt like I was in for a long bus ride I'd rather die than you not be by my side Can't count how many times I vomited cried Go to my room turn the radio on and hide Thought we were Bonnie and Clyde Nah on the inside you were Jekyll and Hyde I felt like my whole relationship with you was a lie It was you and I why did I think it was ride or die 'Cause if you coulda took my life you woulda It's like you put a knife through my chest And pushed it right through to the Other side of my back and stuck a spike too should have Put up more of a fight but I couldn't At the time no one could hurt me like you coulda Take you back now what's the likelihood of that Bite me bitch chew on a nineteen footer 'Cause this morning I finally stood up Held my chin up finally showed a sign of life in me for the First time since you left me And left me with nothin' but shattered dreams And the life we coulda had and we coulda been But I'm breakin' out of this slump I'm in Pullin' myself out of the dumps once again I'm gettin' up once and for all yeah fuck this shit I'ma be late for the pity party But you're never gonna beat me to the fuckin' punch again Took it on the chin like a champ So don't lump me in with them chump-ions I'm done bein' your punching bag It was the November the first today Woulda been our anniversary Two years but you left on the 1st of May I wrote it on a calendar was gonna call But couldn't think of the words to say But they came to me just now so I put 'em in a verse to lay And I thank you 'cause you made me A better person than I was But I hate you 'cause you drained me I gave you all you gave me none But if you blame me you're crazy And after all is said and done I'm still angry yeah I may be I may never trust someone But you won't break me You'll just make me stronger than I was Before I met you I bet you I'll be just fine without you And if I stumble I won't crumble I'll get back up and uhh 'Cause I'm stronger than I was Dre just let it run Ayo turn the beat up a little bit Ayo this song is for anyone Fuck it just shut up and listen ayo I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zag's and this bag Of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be The most meanest MC on this on this Earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension Dispensing these sentences getting this stress That's been eating me recently off of this chest And I rest again peacefully But at least have the decency in you To leave me alone when you freaks see me out In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter To not come and speak to me I don't know you And no I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing I'm not Mr. N'Sync I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. Friendly I can be a prick if you tempt me My tank is on empty no patience is in me And if you offend me I'm lifting you ten feet in the air I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you Go call you a lawyer file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you I don't mean to be mean But that's all I can be it's just me And I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't then why would I say I am In the paper the news every day I am Radio won't even play my jam Sometimes I just feel like my father I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense And all of this controversy circles me And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me So I point one back at 'em but not the index or pinkie Or the ring or the thumb it's the one you put up When you don't give a fuck when you won't just put up With the bullshit they pull 'cause they full of shit too When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school And they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin Where were the parents at And look where it's at Middle America now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see an upper-class city havin' this happening Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way But I'm glad 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need For the fire to burn and it's burning and I have returned I'm so sick and tired of being admired That I wish that I would just die or get fired And dropped from my label let's stop with the fables And pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation To cop me rotation at rock-n-roll stations And I just do not got the patience To deal with these cocky Caucasians Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black 'Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls So they always keep asking the same fucking questions What school did I go to what hood I grew up in The why the who what when the where and the how 'Til I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out 'Cause they driving me crazy I can't take it I'm racin' I'm pacin' I stand and I sit And I'm thankful for every fan that I get But I can't take a shit In the bathroom without someone standing by it No I won't sign you an autograph You can call me an asshole I'm glad 'Cause I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't then why would I say I am In the paper the news every day I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't then why would I say I am In the paper the news every day I am I don't know it's just the way I am Yeah tryin' to figure out the difference But I think the lines are starting to get blurred I'm in a strange place I feel like Ma$e when he gave up the game for his faith I feel like I'm caged in these chains and restraints Grimmin' every stranger in the place while I gaze into space 'Cause I'm mentally rearrangin' his face I need a change of pace 'Cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this angst I done quit chicken heads cold turkey And started slowly roasting 'em 'Cause that's where most of my anger is based Fuck your feelings I feel like I play for the Saints I just want to hurt you aim for the skanks Then aim for all these fake Kanye's Jay's Wayne's and the Drake's I'm frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync now I'm all out of whack I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack I'm going all out in this rap shit And whatever the fallout is I'm strapped It's a bar fight prepare your arsenal And beware of bar stools flying through the air And bottles breaking mirrors also And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's full Oh my bad slut And next time I show up to court I'll be naked and just wear a lawsuit How much did that motherfucker cost you Smart-ass you're lucky I don't tear it off you And jump your bones you sexy motherfucker Evil twin take this beat now it's all you I believe people can change but only for the worse I coulda changed the world if it wasn't for this verse So satanic K-Mart chains panic 'cause they can't even spin back the curse words 'Cause they're worse when they're reversed motherfucker Shit motherfucker and these kids are like parrots They run around the house just like terrorists And from the start of it you felt like you were part of this and Opposition felt the opposite sometimes I listen And revisit them old albums often as I can and Skim through all them bitches To make sure I keep up with my competition Hogger of beats hoarder of rhymes Borderline genius who's bored of his lines And that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now Feel like I might just strike first and ignore the replies There's darkness closing in there it goes again It controls my pen but that ain't me it's my evil twin Then I step out and see my evil twin He gives me an evil grin But he's just a friend who pops up now and again So don't blame me just blame him it's my evil twin Welcome back to the land of the living my friend You have slept for quite some time So who's left Lady Gaga Mess with the Bieber Nah F with Christina I ain't fuckin' with either Jessica neither Simpson or Alba My albums just sicker than strep with the fever Get the Chloraseptic Excedrin Aleve or Extra Strength Tylenol 3's Feel like I'm burning to death but I'm freezin' Bedridden and destined never to leave the Ledger my suicide notes barely legible read the bottom it's signed by the Joker Lorena said I never can leave her She'd sever my wiener I ever deceive her Fuck that shit bitch Give up my dick for pussy I'd be Jerry Mathers I ever left it to Beaver Get them titties cut off tryin' to mess with a cleaver I vent heat register Jesus My destiny when on the steps I met DeShaun At Osborn I'd never make it to sophomore I just wanted to skip school and rap used to mop floors Flip burgers and wash dishes While I wrote rhymes tryin' to get props for 'em 'Cause I took book-smarts and swapped for 'em They were sleeping I made 'em stop snorin' Made them break out the popcorn Now I've been hip-hop in it's tip-top form Since N.W.A was blaring through my car windows Leaning on the horn screaming Fuck the police like cop porn Flipped rap on its ear like I dropped corn Fuck top five bitch I'm top four And that includes Biggie and Pac whore And I got an Evil Twin So who the fuck do you think that third and that fourth spot's for And crazy as I am I'm much tamer than him And I'm nuts then again who the fuck wants a plain Eminem But no one's insaner than Slim look at that please come in what was your name again Hi Faggot Look who's back With a crab up his ass like a lobster crawled up there Two rabbits a koala bear and a ball of hair And you're all aware I don't got it all upstairs Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's so small up there Peace to Whitney jeez just hit me That I should call the Looney Police to come get me 'Cause I'm so sick of being the truth I wish someone finally admit me To a mental hospital with Britney Hooray I'm off the hook like Casey Anthony hey ho I sound like I'm tryin' to sing Let your low end raise yo Tango what you think ho Slow dancing or bowling You tryin' to hold hands with your homie What you think I'm looking for romance 'cause I'm lonely Change that tune you ain't got a remote chance to control me Ho I'm only vulnerable when I got a boner Superman try to fuck me over it won't hurt Don't try to fix me I'm broke so I don't work So are you but you're broke 'cause you don't work But all bullshit aside I hit a stride Still Shady inside hair every bit as dyed As it used to be when I first introduced y'all to my skittish side And blamed it on him when they tried to criticize 'Cause we are the same bitch These ideas are nightmares to white parents Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walkin' around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone cold and he don't care he's A problem child and what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin' out 'Cause he hates him so bad that he blocks him out If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out His thoughts are wacked he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin' black brainwashed from rock and rap His step-father hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose his house is a broken home There's no control he just lets his emotions go Sing with me sing for the year Sing for the laughter sing for the tear Sing it with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away Entertainment is changin' intertwinin' with gangsters In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum Holy or unholy only have one homie Only this gun lonely 'cause don't anyone know me Yet everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a motherfucker they can be great Or they can degrade or even worse they can teach hate It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' To havin' a fortune no more kissin' ass But then these critics crucify you journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you attorneys all want a turn at you To get they hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly But all their kids been listenin' to me religiously So I'm signin' CD's while police fingerprint me They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me If I'm such a fuckin' menace this shit doesn't make sense B It's all political if my music is literal And I'm a criminal how the fuck can I raise a little girl I couldn't I wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too Guerrera that was a fist that hit you Sing with me sing for the year Sing for the laughter sing for the tear Sing it with me just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away They say music can alter moods and talk to you Well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too Well if it can then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault and I'll get sued See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols And they wanna get one 'cause they think the shit's cool Not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves We entertainers of course the shit's affectin' our sales You ignoramus but music is reflection of self We just explain it and then we get our checks in the mail It's fucked up ain't it How we can come from practically nothin' To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted That's why we sing for these kids who don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fuckin' rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die 'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe We're nothin' to you but we're the fuckin' shit in they eyes That's why we seize the moment Try to freeze it and own it squeeze it and hold it 'Cause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can Hands up officer don't shoot Then pull your pants up promise you won't loot We may never understand each other it's no use We ain't ever gonna grasp what each other goes through Black boy black boy we ain't gonna lie to you Black boy black boy we don't like the sight of you Pull up on the side of you Window rolled down 'profile' Then we wonder why we see this side of you Probably comin' from the dope house We could let you slide but your tail light is blew out We know you're hidin' that Heidi Klum On you another drug charge homie it's back inside for you And just in case a chase might ensue we got that tried and true Pistol drew right at you we'd be delighted to unload it In your back then walk up and lay that taser on the side of you Fucked up but what the fuck am I to do I keep tellin' myself keep doin' like you're doin' No matter how many lives you ruin It's for the red white and blue Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two No one's ever indicted you Why 'Cause you're a White boy white boy you're a rockstar My momma talkin' to me tryna tell me how to live White boy white boy in your cop car But I don't listen to her 'cause my head is like a sieve White boy white boy you're untouchable The world's coming to an end I don't even care Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a big rockstar Black boy black boy we don't get your culture and We don't care what our government's done to fuck you over man Don't tell us your attitude's a result of that Balderdash where'd you get the chip on your shoulder at Why you kicking that soda can Pull your pants up we 'bout to roll up and Throw your ass in the van cuffed You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are Our cards are close to our chest you better show your hands And put our minds more at ease Or get shot in the thyroid comply or die boy We're fightin' a crime war here come the swine Tryna clean up the streets from all these minorities That's what we call 'em pigsties for They're like eyesores to police Talk to you like just a piece of trash Feels like we're stuck in a time warp to me As I kick these facts and get these mixed reactions As this beat backspins it's like we're drifting back in To the sixties having black skin is risky 'Cause this keeps happening Throughout history African-Americans have been treated like shit And I admit there have been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a White boy white boy you're a rockstar My momma talkin' to me tryna tell me how to live White boy white boy in your cop car But I don't listen to her 'cause my head is like a sieve White boy white boy you're untouchable The world's coming to an end I don't even care Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a big rockstar Seems like the average lifespan of a white man Is more than twice than a black life span I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner I feel like checking out on life can't escape this circumstance I'd rather hear 'em say the N-word than Die Antwoord Ninja now it's better disguised banter But that's life strapped 'cause we're strapped financially And can't find answers We're applying but McDonald's Seems to be the only franchise that'll hire So how can we have higher standards As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter We fight back with violence but acts like that are Black eyes on the movement Which makes black lives madder At cops and cops madder That's why it's at a stalemate And can't arrive at a compromise so it's Black Ops I wonder if we hire more black cops the crap stops The block is our backyards officers not the crack spot Call the attack dogs off of us man You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops and man stop Sendin' white cops in the black neighborhoods Who ain't acclimated to 'em like that's the way to do it Who seen some fuckin' videos of rappers waving guns And know nobody black so they act afraid of us And that's racism the fear that a black face gives 'em A subconscious racist Wait why are there black neighborhoods 'Cause America segregated us designated us to an area When we tear it up's the only time attention's paid to us And education sucks and every day's another Freddie Gray for us a levy breaks or fuzz Why is it they treat us like dryer lint We just want a safe environment for our kids But can't escape the sirens Don't take a scientist to see our violent nature lies in The poverty that we face so the crime rate's the highest in The lowest classes it's like a razor wire fence And we're trapped in these racial biases That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise Every time we see a devil's face Lions tigers and bears oh my It's more like billy clubs and gats And we really love it when you think we're guilty 'cause we're black But you kill each other facts You peel each other's caps for silly stuff like hats Single mother strugglin' through substance abuse While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoes Fuck your Republican views Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps where the fuck are the boots And streets act as a narrator don't gotta read comics Or be that into characters just to see that just to be black You better be strapped with a derringer 'Cause no one oversees these cops and All we see is 'em beat charges We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious and got off So we don't need all you crooked police officers' peace offerings Just keep marchin' 'til we reach congress But they're gonna say you're tryin' to take an irrational stance If you try to slander the flag but Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum If you don't stand for the national anthem We raise it you better praise it Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor we'll Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield Home of the brave is still racist 'ville So this whole nation feels like a plantation field In a country that claims that its foundation was based on United States ideals That had its Natives killed To a piece of cloth that represents the Land of the Free that made people slaves to build They call me Superman Leap tall hoes in a single bound I'm single now got no ring on this finger now I'd never let another chick bring me down In a relationship save it bitch Babysit You make me sick Superman ain't savin' shit Girl you can jump on Shady's dick Straight from the hip cut to the chase I tell a motherfuckin' slut to her face Play no games say no names I'm a different man kiss my ass Kiss my lips Bitch why ask Kiss my dick get my cash I'd rather have you whip my ass Don't put out I'll put you out Won't get out I'll push you out Puss blew out poppin' shit Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out Am I too nice Buy you ice Bitch if you died wouldn't buy you life What you tryin' to be my new wife What you Mariah Fly through twice Don't get me wrong I love these hoes It's no secret everybody knows Yeah we fucked bitch so what That's about as far as your buddy goes We'll be friends I'll call you again I'll chase you around every bar you attend Never know what kinda car I be in We'll see how much you be partyin' then You don't want that neither do I I don't wanna flip when I see you with guys Too much pride between you and I Not a jealous man but females lie But I guess that's just what sluts do How could it ever be just us two I'd never love you enough to trust you We just met and I just fucked you First thing you say I'm not fazed I hang around big stars all day I don't see what the big deal is anyway You're just plain old Marshall to me Ooh yeah girl run that game Hailie Jade I love that name Love that tattoo what's that say First off you don't know Marshall At all so don't grow partial That's ammo for my arsenal I'll slap you off that bar stool There goes another lawsuit Leave handprints all across you Good Lordy whoadie You must be gone off that water bottle You want what you can't have Ooh girl that's too damn bad Don't touch what you can't grab End up with two backhands Put anthrax on a Tampax And slap you 'til you can't stand Girl you just blew your chance Don't mean to ruin your plans But I do know one thing though Bitches they come they go Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho Tell 'em if they want it They can come get that I swear I love my city I just want less See me they salute me They ain't ready for that Detroit vs Everybody I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree All these females need to email to make noise And now things changin' a lot He fuck with my authority Then he shall see shells but not by the seashore If he gang bangin' or not It's simple as the alphabet He F with me that G shall surely see He definitely as 'bout it as retail fraud he's sweet The honest gesture The trigger finger 'round the diamond tester We tell flaw with heat The same soldier it's me myself and I Ridin' 'round shootin' my biopic in my autobiography Range Rover this ain't the squash beef state You thinkin' make-up we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face The twin Eagles'll air his coupe Might as well ride by in an ambulance My pair'll shoot like skydivin' in Hammer pants So call it siblin' rivalry Take his life call it the unforgivable robbery A wise man told me that holdin' a grudge is like lettin' somebody just live inside of your head rent-free I don't got time to evict these clowns Y'all niggas been bitches That's none of my business but I don't sip tea Ridin' 'round his block all he know is pitfalls That's why he's always climbin' out his drop Do you wanna ride or die Boy I need no halves and halves I want the game in entirety Hundred percent cut no stitches required Welcome to Detroit where if you get that promotion Don't worry man them bullets will still be at your ass firin' I still call it safe I would suck if I was umpirin' Boy I hit the beat I just treat that shit like a diary I'm offended if you hear my new shit And you ain't rewindin' me Self-made I never needed your bail or a wire see I'm never callin' collect I call to collect My homie wanted a Chevy so I put my dog in the 'Vette Ahh Plus I'm so loyal that paper boy is all that I fetch If the ball in my hand then the ball in the net Bitch I'm the D can't no offense dunk on me I'm Mr. Big Shot these hoes get drunk off me I'm overrespected My mama gated community's overprotective So futuristic I'm already over my next bitch Reminiscin' on listenin' to fifty fifty times a day Back when tenth grade was like fifty days away Tryna get paid fifty ways a day Used to put fifty on the layaway Now my closet fifty shades of grey Twenty-six and I done lived a lifetime a few times From futons to Grey Poupons In church tryna get a little savings yeah a coupon Now the stakes high niggas surprised at the new lines Nah it's the same we been laborin' for years I know it took way longer than nine months But fuck it it's all in due time I turned a blunt to a roach with dreams of bein' a Beatle Don't want to I need to ya gotta learn to keep it cerebral When you come up in a place Where everyone got a piece but ain't peaceful This is just part one wait 'til the sequel lil' bitch Comin' from them streets where they thirsty starvin' to eat Just a step away from failin' that's why they call it the D Arguably the whole reason for all of this honesty Honestly no honor roll but honored up in them streets 'Cause I'm a Linwood nigga them young niggas hit ya Put a stack on your head you'll bleed a lake on Grand River If you think your hood harder then I might beg to differ Know some killers pull the trigger for a Swisher and Miller If the blicka hit ya kisser bet yo' ass not rememberin' They say my city's tougher than two fat bitches scissorin' So nigga I'm a veteran retire my letterman Have K's in front of your school but I ain't goin' to Kettering Xan got me cross-eyed like Bernstein's son Any nigga try to copy put a hole in his top It's us vs them Detroit vs Everybody Lately it seems as if it's me against The world like it was before my life became a movie and they used to use my mothafuckin' trailer to tease me with But I flipped that script like a refill of Painkillers to pop the lid off that safety seal It made me feel amazing Navy SEAL of bravery And if I may reiterate I ain't even need a script Ain't bein' conceited but I made it to radio I still never ABC this shit Mainstream appeal but the skill is what made me iller Since before they called Jay Dee Dilla I was daydreamin' one day I would be the shit And if I ever end up escapin' these streets I swear that I would stay here still And if I'm crazy I'll always be real Don't make me steal an eighteen-wheeler Break all of my friends out of here And take 'em straight to the Mercedes dealer Peel off back to the same block that we came from On a rampage too crazy for me to flip What's makin' you think I need a switch 'Cause I'm Adrian Peterson When he's ragin' and heated and On the way to go beat his kid On a track get spanked like he just did I can't never leave this bitch Sick of bein' treated like we ain't shit But Jesus I can see just why people quit callin' me to do features and them cyphers on bet 'cause if I wasn't me I probably wouldn't Want to play with me neither shit Seems to be reachin' its fever pitch Hundred and eighty degrees in here Shoulder blade full of cedar chips MC's just bit off more than they can chew Like a face full of Swedish Fish Or Lorena with two penises Hateful and geniusness inconvenience And for the record you don't want this type of static In your life when I'm makin' you cling to it May consider tryin' to reinsulate your windows May be in for another crazy winter 'Cause so cold in the D it is As days begin to tick away but ain't this really What made me into the angry bitter blonde But ain't we sick of bein' underdogs Don't make me unleash this shit release this pit May even seem as if I'm yankin' your chain a bit Or maybe the way in which I'm sayin' shit Is playin' with you but ain't shit changin' It's still the same shit and Shady's still a lady killer Since the day I went insane and then attacked the babysitter With a potato peeler And mushed her face into the entertainment center It's like another plane just entered into Ukraine again Or the Bermuda Triangle and Attempted to make a safe descent Awaiting anyone who ain't affiliated it could be danger Did you make arrangements with the gangsters before you came here And if they mention us What up though It's the godfather trick You either ridin' with us or gettin' rolled on That means Detroit vs Everybody Hey Em let me get that instrumental Take it down to the hood Let the little homies get this remix crackin' You fuckin' groupie Pick up the goddamn phone Bitch where the fuck were you Tuesday With who you say I wasn't at the studio bitch what'd you do Screw Dre You went there lookin' for me Boo that excuse is too lame Keep playin' me you're gonna end up with a huge goose egg You fake lyin' slut you never told me you knew Drake And Lupe You want to lose two legs You tryin' to flip this on me If I spent more time with you you say And I'll be the third person who screwed you today You were too two-faced for me Thought you was my number one true-blue ace but you ain't And I can't see you when you make that wittle boo-boo face 'Cause I'm hanging up this phone boo You make my fuckin' Bluetooth ache You're feeling blue Too late go smurf yourself You make me wanna smurf and puke blue Kool Aid Here's what you say to someone you hate My life would be so much better If you just dropped dead I was layin' in bed last night thinkin' And this thought just popped in my head And I thought wouldn't shit Just be a lot easier if you dropped dead I would feel so much better Think I just relapsed this bitch pushed me over the brink Hop on the freeway tryna get some time alone and just think 'Til the cops pulled me over But they let me go 'cause I told 'em I'm only drivin' drunk 'Cause that bitch drove me to drink I'm back on my fuck hoes with a whole new hatred for blondes But bias I hate all bitches the same baby come on Excuse the pun but bitch is such a broad statement and I'm Channelin' my anger through every single station that's on 'Cause a woman broke my heart I say heart 'cause she ripped it in two parts And threw it in the garbage who do you think you are Bitch guess it's time for me to get the dust off And pick myself up off the carpet But I'll never say the N-word again I hope you hear this song and go into a cardiac arrest My life would be so much better if you just dropped dead I was layin' in bed last night thinkin' And this thought just popped in my head And I thought wouldn't shit Just be a lot easier if you dropped dead I would feel so much better 'Cause you told me you'd love me forever Bitch that was a lie and now I never wanted someone to die so bad in my fuckin' life But fuck it there's other fish in the sea And I'ma have a whale of a time bein' a single sailor For the night bitch on a scale of One to ten shit I must be the Holy Grail of Catches ho I got an Oscar Attached to my fuckin' name I might hit the club find a chick that's tailor Made for me say fuck it Kick some shots back get hammered and nail her These bitches tryin' to get attached but they're failin' To latch onto the tail of My bumper they're scratchin' at the back of my trailer Like I'm itchin' to get hitched Yeah I'm rich as a bitch But bitches ain't shit I'd rather leave a bitch in a ditch Bitch you complain when you listen to this But you still throw yourself at me that's what I call pitchin' a bitch That's why I'm swingin' at this chicks on-site Long as I got a bat and two balls it's foul but my dick's on strike So all that love shit is null and void bitch I'm a droid I avoid Cupid stupid Wasn't for blow jobs you'd be unemployed I got ninety-nine problems and a bitch ain't one She's all ninety-nine of 'em I need a machine gun I'll take 'em all out I hope you hear this song And go into a cardiac arrest have a heart attack and just Drop dead and I'ma throw a fuckin' party after this 'cause yes My life would be so much better If you just dropped dead I was layin' in bed last night thinkin' And this thought just popped in my head And I thought wouldn't shit Just be a lot easier if you dropped dead I would feel so much better I'm just playin' bitch You know I love you And I started from the bottom Like round chuck and still put hands on you Stayin' wound up is how I spend time Sucker free confidence high Such a breeze when I pen rhymes I just got that air about me like wind chimes Another day in the life Used to have to scrape to get by Now my community's gated and I Made it and my neighbors say hi I'm givin' 'em pounds I'm upscale now Guess it means I'm way in the sky But I still remember the days of Minimum wage for general labor Welfare recipient since a minor Look how government assistance has made ya Adversity if at first you don't succeed Put your temper to more use 'Cause bein' broke's a poor excuse That should only give you more fuel Show 'em why you're you So close God it's like I almost got it But close only counts in time bombs and horseshoes Screw it I'm lit and that attitude I blew up on quick That's why they call me firecracker I got some important news to report to Anyone who thought I was done nah bitch not quite Spotlight's back on got my faith where's yours Do you still believe in me Didn't I give everything I had to give you to make you see I'll never forget if you turn your back on me now And walk out I will never let you live it down I'll never quit do you still believe in me Man I know sometimes These thoughts can be harsh and cold as ice To me they're just ink blots I just fling 'em like slingshots and so precise So you might wanna think it over twice Or you retards can roll the dice But beef will at least cost you your career 'Cause even my cheap shots are overpriced But this middle finger's free as a bird Nuke warhead at birth hugest forehead on Earth Too short for the verse studied his formula learned How to incorporate a curse Point it towards corporate America Stick a fork in and turn 'Cause four-letter words are more better heard The world force-fed a turd to me you're getting yours But sometimes I overdo it but I just get so into it I was there consolin' you when no one knew it When your situation showed no improvement I was that door you walked over to it I'm the light at the end of tunnel So people are always lookin' to me as they're goin' through it When that tunnel vision is unclear Shit becomes too much to bear When I was havin' trouble with the snare I'm that unrealistic prayer answered And I'ma get you jacked up like you're tryna fix a flat uh When you struggle with despair That double-fisted bare-knuckles coupled with this pair Of nuts I'm cuppin' I am your fuckin' switch nothin' can compare Do you still believe in me Didn't I give everything I had to give you to make you see I'll never forget if you turn your back on me now And walk out I will never let you live it down I'll never quit do you still believe in me Started from the bottom like a snowman Oh man put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that But my battery's low I'ma need a boost to my pack And I know that I always got Proof at my back I called you proof because I knew for a fact My ace in the hole homie I'm callin' on you 'Cause I think I'm slowly startin' to lose faith in it so Give me that apron and motivation to go Hussein with the flow Fake fans left you two-faced at the show Let heartbeats loop produce hate in my soul Layin' vocals two days in a row True statement hate to go down this road But there's only one route to cross this bridge So I walk in this bitch with loose change 'Cause all my dues paid but this booth's takin' its toll But it's never too late to start a new beginnin' That goes for you too so what the fuck you gon' do Use the tools you're given Or you're gon' use the cards you're dealt As an excuse for you to not do shit with 'em I used to play the victim 'Til I saw the way Proof was driven I found my vehicle and I haven't ran out of gas yet And when they stacked decks turn handicaps into assets Fanny packs hourglasses If time was on my side I'd still have none to waste Man in my younger days That dream was so much fun to chase It's like I'd run in place While this shit dangled in front of my face But how do you keep up the pace And the hunger pangs once you've won the race When that dual exhaust is coolin' off 'Cause you don't got nothin' left to prove at all 'Cause you done already hit 'em with the coup de grâce Still you feel the need to go full tilt That Bruce Willis that Blue Steel that true skill When that wheel's loose I won't lose will Do you still believe Jumped out of the 2nd floor of a record store With a Treacherous Four cassette and a cassette recorder In Ecuador with Edward Norton Witness the metamorphosis Of a legend growin' like an expert swordsman From the Hessian war and Hence the origin of the Headless Horseman Born with the endorphins of a pathetic orphan Endless source and reservoir Of extension cords in dresser drawers And deadbolts on the bedroom doors And sexual torture kits kept in a separate storage bin Excellent boyfriend Use intercourse to settle scores With women who have vendettas towards men Dickhead is forced in 'til there's shredded foreskin Reddish torn and they're only bein' fed a portion Bed sores and sore shins Pregnant whores can get abortions Fetish for stickin' metal forks in self-absorption Skeletor I went to Hell and fell a floor A predator I'm headed for competitors Better warn 'em what I lack in tact and a set of morals I make up for in metaphors like a cosmetic store Stegosaurus Chuck Norris with a thesaurus Yes of course a mess of warrants You want some Come and get some boys I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a refresher course On excessive force and pressure points And dressin' George Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange Dress and four inch heels to address the court With a bullseye on his back his whole chest and torso Are left on the doorsteps of Trayvon's dad as a present for him In my present form I'm Desert Storm Appetite for destruction there's no suppressant for Aggressive forceful and less remorseful in every morsel Unpleasant horrible hello gorgeous The rebel with devil horns just fell off the yellow short bus Expired tags on the Saturn got Catherine Bach In the back in Daisy Dukes with the hazards on At a traffic stop gettin' harassed sign an autograph For this asshole cop's daughter Laugh 'cause I called her a brat on it He spat on it and brought it back lookin' half in shock Had a heart attack and dropped dead Started fallin' back with it And got slapped with a Colin Kaepernick practice sock One ball and half a dick Apple Watch Crack front axle walked in a Bass Pro Shop with David Hasselhoff pulled Tabasco sauce out of my satchel Asked if they had a laugh in stock That was fuckin' stupid You got it twisted all 'cause I offered this bitch A doggie biscuit you call me misogynistic Bitch get to massagin' this dick Like spas in this bitch slob on it with gobs of lipstick Got a shoppin' list for you to run some odds and ends with It's not a bitch on this earth I can be monogamous with She's non-existent Robin Thicke with a throbbin' dick on some suave and slick shit But I shout derogatives at bitches like fuckin' missile launches Misfit blond and nitwit Like I've gone ballistic with a frostin' tip kit Love to start shit Shovin' Clark Kent's undergarments in the glove compartment I'm double parkin' up at Targets trouble causer a double crosser Shadiest mothafucka you'll ever come across Olympic gymnast been known for some assaults A couple lawsuits enough to 'cause a stomach ulcer Same damn brain scan results as Rainman's is Something's off but when Dustin Hoffman's Dressin' up in your mummy costume On stage dancin' until brain Damage what's the problem Nothing's wrong the name brand is back to reclaim status Run the faucet I'mma dunk A bunch of Trump supporters underwater Snuck up on 'em in Ray-Bans in a gray van with a spray tan She wants kielbasa pre-arrange an escape plan Three-inches blade on point like a See-and-Say Consider me a dangerous man But you should be afraid of this dang candidate You say Trump don't kiss ass like a puppet 'Cause he runs his campaign with his own cash for the fundin' And that's what you wanted A fuckin' loose cannon who's blunt with his hand on the button Who doesn't have to answer to no one great idea If I was president gettin' off is The first order of business once I get in office Second thing that'll make me happy's walkin' up to Uncle Sam Naked laughin' dick cupped in hand Fuck safe sex yeah throw a latex and an AIDS test at him Tell Congress I run this land And I want the rubber banned and make it snappy Addiction to friction and static Addict who can't escape the habit Continue to chase the dragon But as fate would have it I walked up in Major Magics Dressed as the maintenance man In a laser tag vest and a racin' jacket With a gauge to blast it And sped away in the station wagon Stacey Dash's and Casey Anthony's Crazy asses in the backseat Throwin' Stayfree pads at me Dead passenger in the passenger seat Unfasten the safety latches And slam on the brakes in traffic so hard I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster tires 'Finna get a murder case and catch it Like you threw it at me encased in plastic And send Dylann Roof through the windshield of the Benz Until he spins like a pinwheel and begins feelin' Like a windmiller with a thin build while his skin's peelin' And skids 'til he hits a cement pillar Swing for the fence like Prince Fielder Knock it into the upper peninsula You wanna go against 'zilla The Rap God When will I quit Never been realer The instiller of fear not even a scintilla of doubt Whose pens iller than Prince in a chinchilla Or Ben Stiller in a suspense thriller Revenge killer avenge syllable binge Fill a syringe 'til I Draw first blood Even pop shit on my pop shit and it's popular Couldn't be more awkwarder 'Cause you're innocence I robbed you of It's my fingers that got stuck up Taught you to not give a fuck The broad hunter with the sawed off Like an arm when it's lopped off of ya But I'm not gonna get the shotgun Or the Glock I'm gonna opt for the ox 'Cause I'm into objects that are sharp when I shop And it's not a shock I'm such an obnoxious fucker The Rock Hudson of rock 'cause who would have thought This much of a cocksucker to go across the buttocks of Vivica Fox with a box cutter That was for fifty little slap on the wrist be warned I'm unravelin' quickly My squabbles I'm grappling with your time traveling with me Try and follow as I wobble relapse into history with a flask of the whiskey Tip it back then I'm twisting wine bottles Like what happened to Chris Reeve's spine column That's the plan of attack when I'm fixing my problems Wish my chest wasn't having to get these rhymes off 'em But the fact that I have so many rappers against me mind boggles And why I haven't come back on these faggots who diss me is More of a spectacular mystery than a fucking Agatha Christie crime novel But my patience is wearing thin Swear I been contemplatin' rubbing shit in your face 'til I smear it in Diss you in every lyric until you fear the pen And never appear again If you actually had fuckin' careers to end But then I think of Molly Qerim and I steer 'em in that direction and forget my ideas for them Molly I'm gone off you Man light some kush You're my first take I'll nail you Can't lie I gush If I won you over you would be the grand prize I'm entranced by your looks come and give the Shady franchise a push You can get it in the can like some Anheuser Busch Jeans too small least three pant sizes tush Mushed against your damn side your puss And thighs are squished What kind of attire's that I'm ready to be rode Psychopath bet you we'll get it poppin' like a flat Light the match to ignite the wrath Got knives to slash and slice hermaphrodites in half Piper Chapmans might just have to picket me Like a scab Hard to describe in fact Startling violent perhaps Are things that come to mind as soon as I start spitting rhymes like that And you aren't really surprised at that But as far as these lines I rap Why am I such a dick My mother reproduced like the komodo dragon And had me on the back of a motorcycle then crashed in The side of locomotive with rap I'm Loco it's like handing a psycho a loaded handgun Michelangelo with a paint gun in a tantrum 'Bout to explode all over the canvas A Jedi in training colossal brain and Thoughts are entertainin' But docile and impossible to explain and I'm also vain and Probably find a way to complain about a Picasso painting Puke Skywalker but sound like Chewbacca when I talk Full of such blind rage I need a seein' eye dog Can't even find the page I was writing this rhyme on Oh it's on the rampage Couldn't see what I wrote I write small So as long as I'm on the clock punching this time card Hip-hop ain't dying on my watch Now sometimes when I'm sleepin' She comes to me in my dreams Is she taken Is she mine Don't got time don't care don't have two shits to give Let me take you by the hand to promised land And threaten everyone 'Cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing He wouldn't have ended up in these rhymes on my pad I wouldn't be so mad my attitude wouldn't be so bad Yeah Dad I'm the epitome and the prime Example of what happens when the power of the rhyme Falls into the wrong hands and Makes you want to get up and start dancin' Even if it is Charles Manson Who just happens to be rappin' blue lights flashin' Laughin' all the way to the bank lampin' in my K-Mart mansion I'm in the style department With a pile in my cart rippin' the aisle apart but With great power comes Absolutely no responsibility for content Completely despondent and condescending The king of nonsense and controversy is on a Beat-killing spree Your Honor I must plead guilty 'cause I sparked a revolution Rebel without a 'cause who caused the evolution Of rap to take it to the next level boost it But several rebuked it and whoever produced it Does that mean it belongs to me 'Cause I just happen to be a white honky devil with two horns That don't honk but every time I speak you hear a beep But lyrically I never hear a peep not even a whisper It's the time of the season When hate runs high And this time I won't give it to you easy When I take back what's mine With pleasured hands And torture everyone that is my plan My job here isn't done 'cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing So yeah Dad let's walk Let's have us a father and son talk But I bet we wouldn't probably get one block Without me knocking your block off this is all your fault Maybe that's why I'm so bananas I appealed to all those walks Of life whoever had strife Maybe that's what dad and son talks are like 'Cause I related to the struggles of young America When their fucking parents were unaware of their troubles Now they're rippin' out their fuckin' hair again it's hysterical I chuckle as everybody bloodies their bare knuckles Yeah better beware knuckle heads The sign of my hustle says Don't knock the door's broken it won't lock It might just fly open get cold-cocked You critics come to pay me a visit Misery loves company please stay a minute Kryptonite to a hypocrite Zip your lip if you dish it but can't take it Too busy gettin' stoned in your glass house To kick rocks then you wonder why I lash out Mr. Mathers as advertised on the flyers so spread the word 'Cause I'm promoting my passion until I'm passed out Completely brain-dead Rain Man Doing a Bankhead in a restraint chair So bitch shoot me a look it better be a blank stare Or get shanked in the pancreas I'm angrier than all eight other reindeer Put together with Chief Keef 'cause I hate every fuckin' thing yeah Even this rhyme bitch And quit tryin' look for a fuckin' reason for it that ain't there But I still am a Criminal Ten-years-old degenerate grabbin' on my genitals The last Mathers LP done went diamond This time I'm predicting this one will go emerald When will the madness end How can it when there's no method to the pad and pen The only message that I have to send I can feel the heat risin' Everything is on fire Today is a painful reminder Of why we can only get brighter The further you put it behind ya But right now I'm on the inside Yesterday was the tornado warning Today's like the morning after your world is torn in half You wake in its wake to start the mourning process And rebuilding you're still a work in progress Today's a whole new chapter It's like an enormous asthma Thunderstorm has passed ya You weathered it and poked its eye out With the thorn bush that you used to smell the roses Stopped to inhale can't even tell your nose is Stuffed so focused on the bright side Then you floor the gas pedal And hit the corner fast the more asserted Never looking back may hit the curb But every day is a new learning curve As you steer through life Sometimes you might not wanna swerve but you have to To avert a disaster lucky no permanent damage 'Cause they hurt you so bad It's like they murdered your ass And threw dirt on your casket But you've returned from the ashes And that hurt that you have you just converted to gasoline And while you're burning the past You're so familiarized With what having to swallow this pill is like It happens all the time they take your heart and steal your life And it's as though you feel you've died 'Cause you've been killed inside But yet you're still alive which means you will survive Although today you may weep 'cause you're weakened And everything seems so bleak and Hopeless the light that you're seekin' It begins to seep in that's the only thing keepin' You from leapin' off the mothafreakin' deep end And I'm pullin' for you to push through this feeling And with a little time that should do the healing And by tomorrow you may even feel so good That you're willing to forgive 'em Even after all the shit you been put through this feeling Of resilience is building and the flames are burning Quick as fire would through this building You're sealed in but you're fireproof Flame retardant you withstood it And as you climb up to the roof you're just chillin' You look down 'cause you're so over 'em You could put the heel of your foot through the ceiling As time passes things change every day But wounds do heal But scars still remain the same But tomorrow today's going down in flames Throw the match set the past ablaze So feel the fire beneath your feet As you barely even perspire from the heat Exhale deep and breathe a sigh of relief And as you say goodbye to the grief It's like watching the walls melt in your prison cell But you've extinguished this livin' hell Still a little piece of you dies as you scream I'm standin' in the flames It's a beautiful kind of pain Settin' fire to yesterday I feel the burn watch the smoke as I turn Rising a phoenix from the flames I have learned from fighting fights that weren't mine Not with fists but with wings that I will fly And I'm standin' in the flames It's a beautiful kind of pain Settin' fire to yesterday Find the light find the light find the light I'm standin' in the flames It's a beautiful kind of pain Settin' fire to yesterday Find the light find the light find the light You know I just don't get it Last year I was nobody this year I'm selling records Now everybody wants to come around Like I owe 'em something The fuck you want from me ten million dollars Get the fuck outta here You see I'm just Marshall Mathers I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me Yo you might see me joggin' you might see me walkin' You might see me walkin' a dead Rottweiler dog With its head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar Hollerin' at him 'cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin' Or leanin' out a window with a cocked shotgun Drivin' up the block in the car that they shot Pac in Looking for Big's killers dressin' ridiculous Blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off 'cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em And get dollars that should have been theirs like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin' and wrist watches I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous And walk around with an empty bottle of Remy Martin Startin' shit like some twenty-six-year-old skinny Cartman An anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin Whose instinct's to kill N'Sync don't get me started These fuckin' brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's this bitch retarded Give me back my sixteen dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smilin' Whatever happened to wilin' out and being violent Whatever happened to catchin' A good old-fashioned passionate ass-whoopin' And gettin' your shoes coat and your hat tooken New Kids on the Block sucked a lot of dick Boy girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma love it Vanilla Ice don't like me Said some shit in Vibe to spite me Then went and dyed his hair just like me A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me I think I was put here to annoy the world And destroy your little four-year-old boy or girl Plus I was put here to put fear In faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer And call themselves clowns 'cause they look queer Faggy 2 Dope and Silent Gay Claimin' Detroit when y'all live twenty miles away And I don't wrestle I'll knock you fuckin' faggots the fuck out Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck Look at y'all runnin' your mouth again When you ain't seen a fuckin' mile road south of ten In make-up who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails Slim Anus You damn right slim anus I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flamin' faggots 'Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers I'm not a wrestler guy I'll knock you out if you talk about me Come and see me on the streets alone If you assholes doubt me And if you wanna run your mouth Then come take your best shot at me Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me You little groupie bitch get off me go fuck Puffy Now because of this blonde mop that's on top Of this fucked up head that I've got I've gone pop The underground just spunned around and did a thre sixty Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies My fuckin' bitch mom's suin' for ten million She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin' Shit where the fuck you think I picked up the habit All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress Which is it bitch Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers It doesn't matter bitch motherfucking faggot Talkin' about I fabricated my past He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass So tell me what the hell is a fella to do For every million I make another relative sues Family fightin' and fussin' over who wants to invite me to supper All of a sudden I got ninety-some cousins A half-brother and sister who never seen me Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV Now everybody's so happy and proud I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house And then to top it off I walked to the news stand To buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp Skipped to the last page flipped right fast And what do I see A picture of my big white ass Okay let me give you motherfuckers some help Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me Came to the world at a time when it was in need of a villain An asshole that role I think I succeeded fulfillin' But don't think I ever stopped To think that I was speaking to children Everything was happening so fast Then it all went blank all I remember is feelin' ridiculous 'Cause I was getting sick of this feelin' Like I am always under attack man I could have stacked my shit list to the ceilin' Guess I'm a little bit of a hypocrite when I'm rippin' shit But since when did this many people ever give a shit What I had to say It's just my opinion If it contradicts how I'm livin' put a dick in your rear end That's why every time you mentioned a lyric I thanked you for it for drawing more attention toward it 'Cause it gave me an enormous platform I'm flattered you thought I was that important But you can't ignore the fact that I fought for the respect Atta-boy they told me to slow down and I just zoned out Good luck tryin' to convince a blonde It's like telling Gwen Stefani that she sold out 'Cause I was tryin' to leave no doubt In anyone's mind one day I'd go down in history Think they know now because everybody knows Quit actin' salty I was countin' on you to count me out Ask Asher Roth when he round about Dissed me to shout me out Thought I was history but goddamn honky That compliment's like backhanding a donkey Good way to get your ass socked in the mouth Nah I'm off him But what the fuck is all this trash-talkin' about The fight was fixed I'm back and you can't stop me You knocked me down I went down for the count I fell but the fans caught me and now You're gonna have to beat the fuckin' pants off me Momma said there ain't nothin' else to talk about Better go in that ring and knock 'em out Or you better not come out It's poetry in motion Like Freddie Roach when he's quotin' Shakespeare So what if the insults are revoltin' Even Helen Keller knows life stinks You think it's a joke 'til you're bullet-riddled But you should give little shit what I think This whole world is a mess Gotta have a goddamn vest on your chest And a Glock just to go watch Batman Who needs to test a testicles Not that man Half of you don't got the guts and intestinal blockage Rest of you got lap bands Stuck to this motto before they put bath salts And all those water bottles in Colorado so get lost Waldo My soul's escapin' through this asshole that is gapin' A black hole and I'm swallowin' this track whole Better pack toilet paper but I'm taking no crap ho Here I go down the Bat Pole And I'm changing back into that old maniac In fact there they go tryin' to dip out the back-door retreatin' 'Cause everybody knows Everybody knows that you're just an asshole Everywhere that you go People wanna go home everyone knows Everybody knows so don't pretend to be nice There's no place you can hide You are just an asshole Everyone knows everyone knows Holy mackerel I'm the biggest jerk on the planet Earth I smacked a girl off the mechanical bull at a tractor pull For thinkin' we had some magnetic pull 'Cause you're attractive but we ain't attractable Hate to be dramatical but I'm not romantical I'm making up words you can understandable it's tragical Thinkin' some magical shit's gonna happen that ain't practical You crackin' a joke it's laughable 'Cause me and love's like a bad combination I keep them feelings locked in a vault So it's safe to say I'm uncrackable My heart is truly guarded full body armor Bitch you just need a helmet 'Cause if you think you're special you're retarded Thinkin' you're one of a kind like you got some platinum vagina You're a train wreck I got a one-track mind 'Cause you been a gold digger since you was a minor Been tryna hunt me down like a dog 'Cause you're on my ass but you can't get a cent 'Cause all of my spare time is spent On my nose in this binder so don't bother tryin' Only women that I love are my daughters But sometimes I rhyme and it sounds like I forget I'm a father And I push it farther So Father forgive me if I forget to draw the line It's apparent I shouldn't have been a parent I'll never grow up so to hell with your parents And motherfuckin' Father Time It ain't never gonna stop a pessimist Who transformed to an optimist in his prime So even if I'm half-dead I'm half alive Poured my half empty glass in a cup So now my cup has runneth over And I'm 'bout to set it on you like a mothafuckin' coaster I'm going back to what got me here Yeah cocky and can't knock being rude off so fear not my dear And dry up your teardrops I'm here White America's mirror so don't feel awkward or weird If you stare at me and see yourself because you're one too Shouldn't be a shock because everybody knows Everybody knows that you're just an asshole Everywhere that you go People wanna go home everyone knows Everybody knows so don't pretend to be nice There's no place you can hide You are just an asshole Everyone knows everyone knows Here to stay Even when I'm gone When I close my eyes Through the passage of time Kings never die I can hear the drummer drummin' And the trumpets someone's tryna summon someone I know something's comin' But I'm runnin' from it to be standing at the summit And plummet how come it wasn't what I thought it was Was it too good to be true Have nothin' get it all but too much of it Then lose it again did I swallow hallucinogens 'Cause if not where the hell did it go 'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven Just choosing to sin even if it means I'm sellin' my soul Just to be the undisputed again Do whatever I gotta do just to win 'Cause I got this motherfuckin' cloud over my head Crown around it thorns on it Cracks in it bet you morons didn't think I'd be back did ya How 'bout that I'm somehow now back to the underdog But no matter how loud that I bark This sport is somethin' I never bow-out at I complain about the game I shout and I pout it's a love-hate But I found out that I can move a mountain of doubt Even when you bitches are countin' me out And I appear to be down for the count Only time I ever been out and about Is drivin' around town with my fuckin' whereabouts in a doubt 'Cause I been lost tryna think of what I did to get here But I'm not a quitter gotta get up give it all I got or give up Spit on shit on stepped on but kept goin' I'm tryna be headstrong But it feels like I slept on my neck wrong 'cause you're moving onto the next but is your respect gone 'Cause someone told me that Kings never die Don't give me that sob story liar don't preach to the choir You ain't never even had to reach in the fire to dig deep Nobody ever handed me shit in life not even a flyer Wouldn't even take shit into consideration Obliterate anyone in the way I think I see why a lot of rappers get on these features And try to show out on a track with me But it'd actually have to be A fuckin' blow-out to get me to retire Tell these new artists that kings never die I know shit has changed in this age fuck a Twitter page Did it just say I've been upstaged Why am I online It's driving me crazy I'm ridin' shotgun tryna get a gauge On what's hot but I'm not one to conform But as days pass in this shit And opinions sway I can hear 'em say If I stay passionate maybe I can stage a miraculous Comeback as if I went away But detractors just say so much for the renegade Someone's gonna make me blow my composure Here I go again center stage and I feel like I'm in a cage They so want a champion to fall It's no wonder why I laugh at 'em 'Cause why can't we win 'em all So fuck what these cynics say It just goes to show that when my back's against the wall And I'm under attack again that I'll act as if I'm 'posed ta With this pent-up rage 'cause all these plaques in my office On the floor stacked against the door Are they just metaphors for the odds of me comin' back again 'Cause all the accomplishments accolades awards And trophies just don't mean jack anymore If I'm here today and gone tomorrow and I'm not gonna be I want it I'm comin' to get it So you son of a bitches don't duck You're gonna get Riddick Bowe'd Critics'll end up in critical Think your shit is dope all you're gonna get is smoked And I ain't stopping 'til I'm on top again All alone and on a throne like a token of respect Or a homage poem or an ode I've been owed Tossed in the air by my own arm And launched so hard it broke my collarbone And when it's my time to go I'm still not leaving stop for no one I don't know But I've been told an obstacle that blocks your road Knock it over time to go for the pot of gold 'cause Tryna secure your legacy like Shakur And ensure nobody's ever gonna be what you were So before you're leavin' this Earth You want people to feel the fury of a pure evil cerebral berserk Deacon of words syllable genius at work Plus I'm thinkin' that they're mistakin' my kindness for weakness kill 'em with meanness I went from powdered milk and Farina To flippin' burgers on the grill for some peanuts At Gilbert's to arenas call me Gilbert Arenas Still appeal to the dreamers I made it to the silverscreen But Rocky's still what the theme is Khalil on the beat 'cause makin' the beat Ain't the same feelin' to me as killin' the beat is Or fulfillin' to me is what fillin' a seat is It's that sound-bombing thirstin' howl Common underground Diamond D Outsidaz Stomach growl throbbin' hunger out-rhymin' everyone God just give me one shot I swear that I won't let you down I'ma be around forever-and-a-day even in the ground You ain't never ever gonna hear 'em say I ain't I own a mansion but live in a house A king-size bed but I sleep on the couch I'm Mr. Brightside glass is half-full But my tank's half empty gasket just blew Thirty minutes from home gotta lay a log cabin Only option I have's McDonalds's bathroom In a public stall droppin' a football So every time someone walks in the john I get maddened And you're askin' for my goddamn autograph on a napkin Oh that's odd I just happened To run out of tissue yeah hand me that On second thought I'd be glad then I wiped my ass with it Crumbled it up in a wad and threw it back and Can't pump my gas without causing an accident Pump my gas cut my grass I can't take out the fuckin' trash Without someone passin' through my sub harassin' I'd count my blessings but I suck at math I'd rather wallow than bask sufferin' succotash But the ant-acid it gives my stomach gas When I mix my corn with my fuckin' mashed Potatoes so what Ho kiss my country bumpkin ass Missouri Southern roots what the fuck is upper class Call lunch dinner call dinner supper Tupperware in the cupboard plasticware up the ass Boy to the core mule I'm as stubborn as Maybe that's why I feel so strange Got it all but I still won't change Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit It's the motivation that keeps me goin' This is the inspiration I need I can never turn my back on the city that made me They call me classless I heard that I second and third that Don't know what the fuck I'd be doin' if it weren't rap Probably be a giant turd sack But I blew never turned back Turned forty and still sag teenagers act more fuckin' mature Jack Fuck you gonna say to me I leave on my own terms asshole I'm goin' berzerk my nerves are bad But I love the perks my work has I get to meet famous people look at her dag Her nylons are ran her skirt's snagged And I heard she drag-races swag Tuck in my Hanes shirt tag You're Danica Patrick word skag We'd be the perfect match 'Cause you're a vacuum I'm a dirtbag My apologies no disrespect to technology But what the heck is all of these buttons You expect me to sit here and learn that Fuck I gotta do to hear this new song from Luda Be an expert at computers I'd rather be an Encyclopedia Birtannica hell with PlayStation I'm still on my first man on some Zelda Nintendo bitch Run jump punch stab and I melt the Mozzarella on my spaghetti Put in on bread make a sandwich with Welch's and belch They say this spray butter is bad for my health but I think this poor white trash from the trailer Jed Clampett Fred Sanford and welfare Mentality helps to keep me grounded That's why I never take full advantage of wealth I Managed to dwell within these parameters Still crammin' the shelves full of Hamburger Helper I can't even help it this is the hand I was dealt a Creature of habit feel like I'm trapped in an animal shelter With all these pet peeves goddamn it to hell I Can't stand all these kids with their camera cellphones I can't go anywhere I get so mad I could yell the Other day someone got all elaborate And stuck a head from a fuckin' dead cat in my mailbox Went to Burger King they spit on my onion rings I think my karma is catchin' up with me Maybe that's why I feel so strange Got it all but I still won't change Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit It's the motivation that keeps me goin' This is the inspiration I need I can never turn my back on the city that made me Got friends on Facebook all over the world Not sure what that means they tell me it's good So I'm artist of the decade I even got a plaque I'd hang it up but the frame is all cracked I'm tryin' to be low-key hopefully nobody notices me In produce hunched over giant nosebleed Ogre style as I mosey over to the frozen aisle By the frozen yogurt this guy approached me Embarrassed I just did Comerica with Hova The show's over I'm hidin' in Kroger buyin' groceries He just had front-row seats Told me to sign this poster then insults me I'm in the crossroads lost still shoppin' at Costco's Sloppy Joe's bulk waffles Got caught picking my nose Look over see these two hot hoes Finger still up one of my nostrils Right next to 'em stuck at the light the fuckin' shit's Takin' forever to change it's stuck these bitches are lovin' it Rubbin' it in chucklin' couldn't do nothin' They want me to flip at the label but I won't succumb to it The pressure they want me to follow up with Another one after Recovery was so highly coveted But what good is a fuckin' recovery if I fumble it 'Cause I'ma drop the ball if I don't get a grip Hoppin' out shrubbery on you sons of bitches Wrong subdivision to fuck with bitch Quit snappin' fuckin' pictures of my kids I love my city but you pushed me to the limit what a pity The shit I complain about It's like there ain't a cloud in the sky and it's rainin' out Kool-Aid stain on the couch I'll never get it out But bitch I got an elevator in my house Ants and a mouse I'm livin' the dream Maybe that's why I feel so strange Got it all but I still won't change Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit It's the motivation that keeps me goin' This is the inspiration I need I can never turn my back on the city that made me That's daddy's baby little sleepy head Yesterday I changed your diaper Wiped you and powdered you How did you get so big Can't believe it now you're two Baby you're so precious Daddy's so proud of you Sit down bitch You move again I'll beat the shit out of you Don't make me wake this baby She don't need to see what I'm 'bout to do Quit crying bitch Why do you always make me shout at you How could you just leave me and love him out the blue Oh what's the matter Kim Am I too loud for you Too bad bitch You're gonna finally hear me out this time But not for him to take my place are you out your mind This couch this TV this whole house is mine How could you let him sleep in our bed Look it Kim Look at your husband now I said look at him He ain't so hot now is he little punk Shut the fuck up You think I give a fuck Come on We're going for a ride bitch Sit up front You really fucked me Kim You really did a number on me Never knew me cheatin' on you would come back to haunt me But we was kids then Kim I was only eighteen That was years ago I thought we wiped the slate clean That's fucked up Oh God my brain is racin' What are you doing Change the station I hate this song Does this look like a big joke There's a nineteen year-old little bitch Laying dead with a slit throat in your living room You loved him didn't you Bullshit you bitch Don't fuckin' lie to me What the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me Fuck you asshole Yeah bite me Why don't you like me You think I'm ugly don't you No you think I'm ugly Get the fuck away from me Don't touch me I hate you I hate you I swear to God I hate you Oh my God I love you How the fuck could you do this to me How the fuck could you do this to me Come on get out I said get out bitch Fuck you You did this to us You did it It's your fault Oh my God I'm crackin' up get a grip Marshall Hey remember the time we went to Brian's party And you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie That was funny wasn't it See it all makes sense doesn't it You and your husband have a fight One of you tries to grab a knife and during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adam's apple sliced And while this is going on his son just woke up And he walks in she panics and he gets his throat cut so now they both dead And you slash your own throat So now it's double homicide and suicide with no note I should have known better when you started to act weird You can't run from me Kim It's just us nobody else You're only makin' this harder on yourself Don't you get it bitch No one can hear you Now shut the fuck up and get what's comin' to you You were supposed to love me Now bleed bitch bleed Bleed bitch bleed Bleed So long bitch you did me so wrong I don't wanna go on Living in this world without you So long bitch you did me so wrong Guess I got a way with words I could get away with murder Ever heard of Aspergers' It's a rare condition It's what you're sufferin' from when you simply don't care if it's an Eighty degree day and there's no frickin' air conditionin' And you can't see the bitch's hair is frizzin' 'Cause you got the windows up blarin' the system In your Chevrolet Prizm The devil ain't on a level same as him Picture someone who revels in straight masochism And imagine him givin' an adjective an ass-whoopin' So bad they should put his ass in prison A word bully I verbally abuse verbs Like they did somethin' to me personally Used to get bullied so I'd cut class and ditch it Now I bully rap I'm the shit faggot Cadillac from a K Car My ass from a hole in the ground still can't tell 'em apart Came straight out the trailer park Screamin' I'm proud to shop at K-Mart and it became art And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as they are To this day I still get in fights with the same broad At the same Walmart arguin' over the same cart In the middle of the aisle whilin' I don't give a fuck I don't play Bitch you think you saw this basket first You're ass backwards like motherfuckin' Bob and Silent Jay Illest shit you could think I would say Mind's like a pile of clay When's the last time that you saw a villain with a cape Ripped a gapin' hole in it flipped out Ripped down the drapes tied 'em around my neck Went down the fire escape of the Empire State Slipped fell straight down to the ground Splattered all over the entire state And straight to hell got impaled by the gates Saw Satan stuck his face in an ashtray While I sashayed around flames with a match And I gave him the gas face And this ain't got nothin' to do with a scale Or being gay little faggot but by the way Thoughts are gettin' darker by the day I'm a combination of Skylar Grey Tyler the Creator and Violent J It's a fuckin' miracle to be this lyrical Paint my face with clown makeup and a smiley face I'm insane every rhyme I say Sons you like an ultra-violet ray I'm sellin' hatred buffet style all the shit you can eat I'm throwin' down the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise With the rhyme I'm spittin' while I'm shittin' on competition I've been a career asshole I don't see why these people always got my back I done said so much fucked up shit I was born a mistake but I was put here not by accident I had a purpose and that purpose Was to beat a beat purplish slaughter tracks I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit I'm comin' to get that quarter back Like Ndamukong the drama can build Your mama can ask me for my autograph 'Cause that cougar's a MILF She's the oldest trick in the book but I sure would fall for that You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher fight When I get on the mic I'ma snap Make you wish the ambulance that took me to the hospital When I overdosed woulda caught a flat If it makes you sick to your stomach acid Indigestion my suggestion's Kaopectate If it feels like I'm runnin' away with the game It's 'cause I am don't speculate spectate All I got is dick for days and insults for decades But I get by with my wicked ways Lady you can suck a dick 'til your neck aches Cry 'til you get puffy eyes red faced But I'm leavin' on this jet plane You ain't fly you're an airhead And I'm sick of poundin' a square peg in a round hole Sorry another catchphrase But your baggage ain't gon' fit in my storage overhead space 'Cause it just ain't big enough to fit your damaged goods Other words don't try to put your heart in a headcase 'Cause baby stable mentally I ain't I need my meds I peed my bed I'm going blind I don't see my legs I keep on falling down No wonder you can't stand me I need my cane Someone help me I think my face is melting If you felt these migraines And see these maggots eat my brain This giant hole in my empty head If you read my mind you can see my pain And you'd see why I be this way Ever since I was knee-high playin' with G.I. Joes Told these hoes shut their pie holes now peep my game 'Cause I'm 'bout it 'bout it Like a fuckin' Psycho on a cyclone cycle spiralin' here I go I'm outta control like no other mic go Stab you 'til the knife goes dull I'm nothin' but a hole inside your skull where your eye goes 'Cause I'ma sock it to you Dyke ho you don't like it Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle And ride it like a motorbike I'm finna blow the mic the whole night so Strike up the fuckin' maestro I'm nitro And hi ho hand me my shovel I'm liable to dig my hole deeper I'm getting by with my wicked ways I'm loading up and I'm taking names I wanna dig my way to hell Please be empty please be empty I'm gonna rock this blouse and put a cock in my mouth And get my balls blew out and get gay into the A.M. And lay with eighteen guys naked And let myself show let myself show Buttfuck it suck it pull it tug it Life's too short to not stroke your bone So everybody everybody Circle jerk touch my body Who is that Where are you going Come back Why does everyone always leave me Hello Fuck you then Blow it out your ass Untoppable thoughts fuckin' juggernaut that'll Stomp you in a verse obstacles I'm drawn to 'em When the going got rough Some of what I done fought through was the worst little sissy Who the fuck taught you how to persevere There ain't no situation that you ever had to respond to that's adverse The messiest thing you've ever gone through was your purse Yeah I don't try like hell then I might as well Hang it up like a shelf gotta keep growin' with it evolve 'Cause you can keep throwin' shit at the wall But you're gonna find that nothing's gonna stick until you apply yourself Time to slip in that zone 'til I find myself Inside the realm of the unknown and boldly go Into waters where nobody else has gone before Or willing to go uncharted feeling is so Bomb I'm feelin' myself I'm a giant Sometimes I gotta remind myself that I am Let me self-empower you When you're down and they're tryin' to clown the fuck out of you And you feel like you're runnin' out of fuel I'll show you how to use doubt as fuel Convert it to gunpowder too Now what you do is put the match to the charcoal fluid Put the spark to it like Martha Stewart barbecuing Ah screw it feel like you want to hit that wall then do it Punch through it just cock back put your all into it Now you gon' take that rage and make that what you wage Never take back what you say If you stay strapped in your brain engaged in a steel cage match Ready to scrap asap Take your fists and just ball it Show who's big and who's smallest you're Christopher Wallace Now picture 'em all as plastic and foam Lays flat where you put your dinner plates at And set it on 'em like a placemat Got a fuckin' mouth with no shut-off valve Can't even cut off power to it but it's what allowed Me to come up out from under the fuckin' ground 'Cause I worked my butt off now It's a subject that I don't know how to shut up about 'Cause I stuck it out Like a motherfuckin' tongue thats how I responded when I got shoved around You're gonna have non-believers But when you're beyond belief you probably shouldn't wonder how Get it how you live But are you prepared to give more than you get And put in twice what you get back from this shit Though what you sacrifice barely is half never give Rap is my shiv But it's like my shield at the same time I wield and my knife is will Sometimes I feel just like B. Real from Cypress Hill How I can just kill a cypher survivor's guilt I rhyme like life is still an uphill climb Ready to face any challenge waitin' Can taste it it's salivation I'm wagin' retaliation Look what I have built reputation is validation The only thing I'm capable of makin' is amazing Only thing you're capable of makin' is a false statement Or accusation I am legendary status in fact That is the only way you'll ever be able to say You're a legend is makin' an allegation I write with the left same hand I hold the mic with As I fight to the death 'til my last breath Manage to prove who the best man is Prevail at all costs be the only ones left standin' In the end but I ain't gonna be the only one with the advantage Of knowin' what it's like to be southpaw 'Cause you can bet your ass you'll be left handed 'Cause I am With every ounce of my blood With every breath in my lungs Won't stop until I'm phenomenal However long that it takes I'll go to whatever lengths It's gonna make me a monster though When I was just a little baby boy My momma used to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man She used to tell me he hated me But then I got a little bit older And I realized she was the crazy one But there was nothing I could do or say to try to change it They said I can't rap about being broke no more They ain't say I can't rap about coke no more Slut you think I won't choke no whore 'Til the vocal cords don't work in her throat no more These motherfuckers are thinkin' I'm playin' Thinkin' I'm sayin' the shit 'cause I'm thinkin' it just to be sayin' it Put your hands down bitch I ain't gon' shoot you I'ma pull you to this bullet and put it through you Shut up slut You're causin' too much chaos You're goddamn right bitch and now it's too late I'm triple platinum and tragedies happened in two states I invented violence you vile venomous volatile vicious Danglin' from his neck while his head barely hangs on Blood guts guns cuts Knives lives wives nuns sluts bitch I'ma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither you ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch I'ma kill you You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef You better kill me I'ma be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too you ain't nothin' but a girl to me Bitch I'ma kill you Like a murder weapon I'ma conceal you In a closet with mildew sheets pillows and film you Fuck with me I been through Hell shut the hell up I'm tryna develop these pictures of the Devil to sell 'em I ain't acid-rap but I rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added Whoops Is that a subliminal hint No just criminal intent to sodomize women again Eminem offend No Eminem'll insult And if you ever give in to him you give him an impulse To do it again then if he does it again You'll probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the tenth Bitch I'ma kill you I ain't done this ain't the chorus I ain't even drug you in the woods yet to paint the forest A bloodstain is orange after you wash it Three or four times in a tub but that's normal ain't it Norman Serial killer hiding murder material In a cereal box on top of your stereo Here we go again we're out of our medicine Out of our minds and we want in yours let us in or I'ma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither you ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch I'ma kill you You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef You better kill me I'ma be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too you ain't nothin' but a girl to me Know why I say these things 'cause ladies' screams keep creepin' in Shady's dreams And the way things seem I shouldn't have to pay these shrinks These eighty G's a week to say the same things tweece Twice whatever I hate these things Fuck shots I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows Just to argue with 'em 'cause their ratings stink Fuck that I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer From fat bitch to all seventy thousand pounds of her From principal to the student body and counselor From in-school to before school to outta school I don't even believe in breathin' I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to hear you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay I'm ready to go play I got the machete from O.J. I'm ready to make everyone's throats ache You faggots keep eggin' me on 'Til I have you at knifepoint then you beg me to stop Shut up Give me your hands and feet I said shut up when I'm talkin' to you You hear me Answer me or I'ma kill you You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither you ain't nothin' but a slut to me Bitch I'ma kill you You don't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefin' I don't squash the beef You better kill me I'ma be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said But when they kill me I'm bringin' the world with me Bitches too you ain't nothin' but a girl to me A lot of people ask me stupid fuckin' questions A lot of people think that what I say on a record Or what I talk about on a record That I actually do in real life or that I believe in it Or if I say that I wanna kill somebody That I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in it Well shit if you believe that then I'll kill you You know why 'cause I'm a criminal Criminal You're goddamn right I'm a criminal Yeah I'm a criminal My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge That'll stab you in the head whether you're a fag or lez Or a homosex hermaph or a trans-a-vest Pants or dress hate fags The answer's yes Homophobic Nah you're just heterophobic Staring at my jeans watching my genitals bulgin' That's my motherfuckin' balls you'd better let go of 'em They belong in my scrotum you'll never get hold of 'em How many records you expecting to sell After your second LP sends you directly to jail Come on relax guy I like gay men Right Ken Give me an amen Preacher preacher Fifth grade teacher You can't reach me my mom can't neither You can't teach me a goddamn thing 'cause I watch TV and Comcast cable And you ain't able to stop these thoughts You can't stop me from toppin' these charts And you can't stop me from droppin' each March With a brand new CD for these fuckin' retards And to think it's just lil old me Mr. Don't-Give-a-Fuck still won't leave I'm a criminal 'cause every time I write a rhyme these people think it's a crime To tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal I don't gotta say a wordI just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one The mother did drugs hard liquor cigarettes and speed The baby came out disfigured ligaments indeed It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she Don't dare make fun of that baby 'cause that baby was me I'm a criminal an animal caged who turned crazed But how the fuck you supposed to grow up when you weren't raised So as I got older and I got a lot taller My dick shrunk smaller but my balls got larger I drink more liquor to fuck you up quicker Than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin' the word nigga My morals went away when the president got oral Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk off of his own employee Now don't ignore me you won't avoid me You can't miss me I'm white blonde-haired and my nose is pointy I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die In plane crashes and laughs as long as it ain't happened to him Slim Shady I'm as crazy as Eminem and Kim combined 'cause Dre couldn't make it today He's a little under the weather so I'm takin' his place Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place I told you Dre you should've kept that thing put away I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it eh I'm a criminal Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it So when I rob a bank run out and just dive in it So I'll be disguised in it And if anybody identifies the guy in it I hide for five minutes Come back shoot the eyewitness Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business Die bitches bastards brats pets This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet If I ever gave a fuck I'd shave my nuts Tuck my dick in between my legs and cluck You motherfuckin' chickens ain't brave enough To say the stuff I say so just tape it shut Shit half the shit I say I just make it up To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass And if it's not a rapper that I make it as I'ma be a fuckin' rapist in a Jason mask I'm a criminal 'Cause every time I write a rhyme These people think it's a crime To tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal I don't gotta say a word I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one That's why they call me Slim Shady I murder a rhyme one word at a time You never heard of a mind as perverted as mine You better get rid of that 9 it ain't gonna help What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself I'm waitin' for Hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hell Manson you're safe in that cell be thankful it's jail I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve Thirteen I was puttin' shells in a gauge on a shelf I used to get punked and bullied on my block 'Til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox I used to give a fuck now I could give a fuck less What do I think of success It sucks too much press I'm stressed too much cess depressed Too upset it's just too much mess I guess I must just blew up quick Grew up quick was raised right Whatever you say is wrong whatever I say's right You think of my name now whenever you say hi Became a commodity because I'm white 'cause MTV was so friendly to me Can't wait 'til Kim sees me Now is it worth it Look at my life how is it perfect Read my lips bitch What my mouth isn't workin' You hear this finger Oh it's upside down Here let me turn this motherfucker up right now That's why they call me Slim Shady I take each individual degenerate's head and reach into it Just to see if he's influenced by me if he listens to music And if he feeds into this shit he's an innocent victim And becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe My name is Slim Shady I been crazy way before radio didn't play me With Ken Kaniff who just finds the men edible It's Ken Kaniff on the Internet Tryin' to lure your kids with him into bed It's a sick world we live in these days Geez you guys are so sensitive Mind with no sense in it fried schizophrenic Whose eyes get so squinted I'm blind from smoke in 'em with my windows tinted With nine limos rented doin' lines of coke in 'em With a bunch of guys hoppin' out all high and indo scented And that's where I get my name from that's why they call me Slim Shady I take seven kids from Columbine A Mac-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine And that's a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time 'Cause Shady they call me as crazy And by the way N'Sync why do they sing Am I the only one who realizes they stink Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings It's why I tend to block out when I hear things 'Cause all these fans screamin' is makin' my ears ring So I just throw up a middle finger and let it linger Longer than the rumor that I was stickin' it to Christina 'Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz It'd be Jennifer Lopez and Puffy you know this I'm sorry Puff but I don't give a fuck If this chick was my own mother I'd still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her And have a son and a new brother at the same time And just say that it ain't minewhat's my name That's why they call me Slim Shady I'm blew out from this blunt fuck Welcome to Detroit Put these mothafuckas in a box then I send 'em away Put 'em in a gray 'llac and pop the trunk And throw 'em in the back jack ha dig 'em a grave Put a brick inside that Xerox when I print up a page Movin' keys I can relate 'cause I live in the cage I throw up the A I take 'em to school I give 'em a grade White with an attitude alphabet soup is on my plate All I got is Z's they sleepin' on me I can't get 'em awake I spoon-feed 'em a sound in a room full of deceivers and clowns Who believe in makin' it rain 'cause all they see is the clouds And I watch from the couch of the VIP like a potato Plenty of white boys to pick from this year But before you pick a pepper you better pick up your heater 'Cause even Peter Piper could pick up a mic But what it's like to pick a fight with me Is like puttin' Nikes on a cheetah Better speed up or at least in my case Adidas I'm out this bitch drinkin' Sprite by the two-liter Holler Shady Records Say I'm from the new school If they teachin' how to Dougie I'm condonin' droppin' out Forced to wild y'all birthed me then gave me up I just perfected being hip-hop's foster child now check it Don't blame y'all for being trash fans are coppin' it The radio's the crime scene the masses are the hostages In my youth I'd throw shots the fad was dodgin' it I'm grown I ain't watchin' the throne I'm sabotagin' it You see that four-headed monster in the storm looms Snipe 'em from a distance the scope got a long zoom You Super Mario thugs is in the wrong room Gotta figure here you won't get bigger if you on shrooms If it was left to me I'd revive what the game be 'bout I'd have took the wine outta Amy house Enough raps from you scrub cats 'bout cockin' a snub back Wayne couldn't teach me how to love that But I got this chick from uptown she my summer bunny Both parents broke but she come from money Think my bread is her paper to burn So I lock her out and now she doubt David is Stern She's so bad I make her hit the telly from a taxi Then dead her in the Holiday Inn learned that from Max B That's why the haters envy kinda wanna send me llamas I made it right before their eyes like I was Benihanas Is it me or is what I'm hearing just pitiful Airwaves the same now the stereo's typical My skin's thick so the critics ignored So unafraid to die you'd think I did it before The boy's Rodman with the trash talk Magic or Walt with the black ball Way I bounce off the asphalt with cat paws glass jaw Hood of your mask will be the Blackfoot with no passport Body be found in a mansion in one of my trapdoors If punks had award you status whores categore Probably be that of awards Between Michael Rappaport and Kenny Lattimore I know hip-hop's alive and well If it died you other crews wouldn't survive the smell I spot a victim the plot'll thicken when the clock is tickin' I caught him slippin' I gotta give him a shot I hit him With proper spittin' hottest writtens and compositions So competition's a contradiction Somebody mention they got a Crooked highly fiction We probly different got Gotti henchmen Opposition I'll body quick as Bugatti engines I'm on a mission to get richer the sickest lyric-kicker Diggin' a ditch for different spitters Weak lyricists get disfigured Sip liquor spit like a sick mixture Of Notorious Pun and L get the big picture The poster I'll roast ya My mind so deadly it's just like the beanie is close to a holster It's over control my whole coastal region Like I'm supposed to flow is goin' postal even Open season heart close to freezin' Ruthless as Eazy nigga approach I'm squeezin' Believe me dopest West-Coaster breathin' So most y'all hope I'm vegan nope I'm beefin' Rappers need to keep it trill give me a beat to kill Too many people still eatin' sleeping pills People sleepin' on my ether skills And y'all ain't even real you 'bout to die in this cypher Before you die you should do the Jada and leave a will for real I ain't a rap dude I'm a dude who rap Before this I was movin' crack Killers y'all become when y'all rhyme I salute and dap And if I blink they'll remove your snaps You ain't cool you wack with your foolish act Skinny jeans don't mean your ass shoot It means your booty claps Don't play like Tyler Perry This the Slaughterhouse of pain flow brown tight and heavy When it come to sixteen's I'm a fiend Seen in the studio near a needle with a mean lean Gettin' my Yaowa on Man all these Olajuwons we the dream team This is an all day slaughter They fiendin' for us to break like Beyonce's water The four quarters doin' all the eatin' And y'all gotta know why I made the cut I'm Puerto Rican Ortiz keep the fire ready and tryin' to put me out Is like tryin' to steal a transvestite from Eddie I'm do-or-die dope and you can make the sticker sittin' on the door of that Phantom your suicide note Hi Rihanna Is Nicki livin' with you Let me know so I can buy binoculars and telescopes Hi Rihanna I don't need to know you better You tell me you love my music again we go together Bye Rihanna Now back to y'all fools We rock out like the outside of a guitar school Thousand dollar frames I prefer to see the world through Don't ask me nothin' about Budden I beat my girl too You ask me why do I keep her I say it's cheaper to That's why I ride around in a Rolls like Wiz Khalifa do Rappers I'm your daddy I tell you straight as this You don't kill but your father will like Jayden Smith I tell you like I tell my Spanish chick You fly but I ain't going down on no landin' strip So get your wax on like Daniel San or I'ma have to run Like De la Hoya in drag when cameras come Point out the greatest rapper alive I'll headshot him Smack his girl on the butt and buy her some red bottom Bring every deceased rapper back to see his wife While I'm cyber-sexin' with Jessica Alba via Skype You know your flow is wack Yeah this is what two million singles sold And an album that's gold Look like without having to sell your soul Subliminal in your swimming pool You're 'bout to see peace destroyed it'll never be restored When I unleash these beastly hordes on your CD stores Wanna stop it You gon' need a priest at least three swords A license to ill from the Beastie Boys Three Ouija boards a squeegee and please be warned Don't ask what the squeegee's for Or the holy water acid raps that'll eat these floors Eat a hole in a rhyme book you see these horns And as for me you ask when I'm gone will he be mourned Is puke lukewarm Should Casey Anthony do porn Can that chick fit a newborn dead baby inside a frickin' shoebox with a shoehorn Smothered in chloroform so she can go get her groove on Can she duct-tape and Velcro a fetus Joell yo tell Joe I need his Empty box from his old shell-toed Adidas So I can put these babies in a fetal position They're gettin' elbows to the penis Yeah big deal I took some little kid's Big Wheel And spit in his frickin' big kids meal Quit tryna bite me and pinch you wench sit still Did you just put your six-inch heel Through my Benz windshield Is it dust we 'bout to kick up Can Yelawolf fit a fifth of rum in a big cup Between his stick shift in his frigging pickup And drink like a hick redneck hillbilly will 'til he gets hicc-ups Flippin' the script up like Mike Vick Gettin' bit in his junk by a Pit yup I'm a sick pup I'd be a horrible magician 'cause I'd fuck a trick up Fix your lips up to say somethin' fly or zip up 'Til you fuck around and get dropped 'Cause I'm not the king of this microphone booth It's more like a phone booth Superman in this bitch Kryptonite won't do It gives me more power I bump the Fat Boys and eat rat poison take meteor showers Fresh outta the mental hospital And me not flossin' a middle finger while I hop in a mosh pit Will be like Nas doin' gospel or pop you crazy Me pushin' up daisies that thought is impossible As if flashin' across the news Posdnuos was caught with a prostitute With a huge johnson boobs and a monstrous tube Of lube and a bra some boots Some panties and an aqua blue Mazda Swallowin' a popsicle playin' tonsil pool So kill the rumors it ain't happenin' I'ma rap 'til I'm fossil fuel Take 'em to church I'm talkin' the tabernacle It's the return of the body snatcher Walk in the spot make my woman smack ya In a fruit fight I aim at your Adam's apple Pull up in the candy car eatin' a candy bar And my girl eatin' a candy apple Yeah I aim at their goozer All of these stones on my neck uh They must have looked at Medusa Pockets Rasputia of course I drove some rims to court I fucked some twins before I had a Benz before this is the sin report This is the murder murder pass the burner Em Your money shorter than an acronym Big body when I'm backin' in Ladi-dadi got a bunch of bodies Niggas fakin' niggas human traffickin' I'm on the Act' again uh This ain't a accident uh I run the trap again you on the treadmill Never Neverland shit came with a Ferris wheel Most of y'all my sons aww look at little JR Uh I'm talkin' wristin' the pot I'm talkin' this and you not I'm talkin' bricks and you not I'm talkin' straight up and down nigga like 6 o'clock This is the equinox this what the people want Somebody at the door I heard the speaker knock uh I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic 'septic And you got strep I'm too complex with 'plex with This shit I wrote is on some next shit next shit I'm at your throat I'm feelin' reckless reckless yeah Do me a favor don't do me no favors These bitches got flavors They all wanna smoke but ain't doin' no labor But they shoppin' at Raleys they stingin' like tasers Act Hollywood like they play for the Lakers They fly on the latest Crocs alligators say hi to my haters Pardon my neighbor We eatin' that chicken lobster potatoes You must be sniffin' that yayo If you don't think I'm that nigga Swagger on ten since a day old It's a-okay though whippin' up whip like it's mayo Go off your head like I'm Ayo Out of this world talkin' NATO It's 'cause of jail don't be an asshole 'Cause I got shooters that shoot when I say so Wanna be in my shoes you ain't paid no dues Real nigga you ain't break no rules High school niggas ate yo' food Might dumb it down a little but I ain't no fool Niggas hate every day B Shit is O.C. lately Gotta break 'em off with these Dre beats Or I might go crazy These niggas too goddamn lazy Don't ever ever try to play me Lil' shawty now comin' from Burger King But I'm tryna come up like Jay-Z Nothin' but love from my heart I feel entitled to titles Fuck it man I want the title Submission they goin' all viral Like Chloraseptic 'septic And you got strep I'm too complex with 'plex with This shit I wrote is on some next shit next shit I'm at your throat I'm feelin' reckless reckless yeah Bin Laden with a pen bodyin' again I begin slaughterin' your men prolly should have been Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin Like a Saudi in the Taliban plotting an event In the lobby of the Intercontinental with an obvious intent And I would not even relent Up on a little like Osama with a bomb under the bin And down the middle of the Pentagon And hit a kindergartener with a rental Back and forth back and forth Like Jack Kevorkian's ass to court Rap mature Why can't you be like Macklemore Why you always gotta smack a whore It's likely the psychiatric ward's a last resort Something's gotta give that's for sure Yet you keep comin' back for more Bitch suck my dick Y'all saw the tracklist and had a fit before you heard it So you formed your verdict While you sat with your arms crossed Did your little reaction videos and talked over songs Nah dog y'all sayin' I lost it Your fuckin' marbles are gone But nowadays every flow every cadence sound the same Brain's a powder keg I draw inspiration outta hate Real pain in the paper I don't trace But if I look strange and outta place It's 'cause I'm an alien that's why I write 'til the page is outta space Yeah from 7 Mile in Novara We shot for the stars 'cause we only got so much time in this world So rewind it to your high school dance to the night before If you think you're promised tomorrow Now I'm 'bout to fool again This tune is sick it's luminous the moon is lit A freakin' lunatic a human computer chip And I'm soon to stick a broom in the uterus of your Hooters chick If I was you I wouldn't do nothin' stupid due to the mood I'm in I'm losin' it you get chewed like a Junior Mint Show me who to rip it's time for you to get screwed Empty the lubricant and put super glue in it How many fuckin' rappers did I go through Dispel doubt but you won't admit I smoked And you was spellbound hellbound in my snowsuit But am I supposed to sound like everything else out 'Cause I don't get compared to it only myself now And I can see the fair-weather fans and sales down But the only way I care is if I let myself down But what the fuck have I woke to Time to eat the vocals and shit out Pro Tools I know you still want me to ill out don't you Hopin' the old Slim's gonna spill out open Fire on your whole camp with this spit I roast you So chill out no you Hoes couldn't roast me with the shit I wrote you Then I took a stand went at Tan-Face and practically cut my motherfuckin' fan base in half and still outsold you You just called my shit trash Thank God I rap better when the odds are stacked I just add it to the fuel in my rocket pack 'Til I'm ready to respond then I'ma launch it at 'em Idiotic from the fuckin' embryonic sac To the body bag I'll be back Eminem has a full line of chainsaws I walk around like a space cadet place your bets Who's likely to become a serial killer Case of Tourettes Fuck fuck-fuck can't take the stress I make a mess as the day progresses Angry and take it out on the neighbors' hedges Like this is how I'll cut your face up bitches With these hedge-trimmin' scissors with razor edges Imagination's dangerous It's the only way to escape this mess And make the best of this situation I guess 'Cause I feel like a little bitch This predicament's despicable I'm sick of just gettin' pushed It's ridiculous I look like a frickin' wuss A pussy this kid just took my stick of licorice And threw my sticker books in a picker bush I wanna kick his tush but I was six and shook This fucker was twelve and was six foot with a vicious hook He hit me I fell I got back up all I did was book If you had a brain you'd be dangerous A brain you'd be dangerous I'ma prove you wrong Momma I'ma grow one day to be famous And I'ma be a pain in the anus I'ma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness Momma always said that if I had a brain I'd be dangerous Guess it pays to be brainless Fast forward some years later a teenager this is fun sweet I just got jumped twice in one week it's complete It's usually once a month this is some feat I've accomplished they've stomped me Into the mud gee for what reason you stumped me But how do you get the shit beat out of you Beat down and be upbeat when you don't have nothing No valid shot at life chance to make it or succeed 'Cause you're doomed from the start It's like you grew up on Jump Street from jump street But if I could just get my head out my ass I could accomplish any task practicin' trash-talkin' In a trance locked in my room Yeah but I got some plans Momma These damn rhymes are falling out of my pants pocket I can't stop it and I'm starting to blend in more In school this shit helps for sure I'm getting more self-assured than I've ever been before Plus no one picks on me anymore I done put a stop to that threw my first punch end of story Still in my skull's a vacant empty void Been usin' it more as a bin for storage Take some inventory in this gourde there's a Ford engine Door hinge syringe an orange An extension cord and a Ninja sword Not to mention four linchpins an astringent stored Ironin' board a bench a wrench a ore Wench an attention whore Everything but a brain But dome's off the fuckin' chain like an independent store Something's wrong with my head Just think if I had a brain in it thank God that I don't 'Cause I'd probably be Dahmer 'cause Momma always said If you had a brain you'd be dangerous A brain you'd be dangerous I'ma prove you wrong Momma I'ma grow one day to be famous And I'ma be a pain in the anus I'ma be the bomb I'ma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness Momma always said Son if you had a brain you'd be dangerous Guess it pays to be brainless 'cause I'm not that smart but I'm not dumb I was on a bottom of the pile gettin' stomped But somehow I came out on top I told you one day I said they'd have that red carpet rolled out yo I'm nice y'all fuck it I'm out cold Now everywhere I go they scream out go I'm 'bout to clean house yo I'm Lysol now I'm just household Outsold the sell-outs Freak the hell out Middle America hear 'em yell out In terror they were so scared And those kids just about belted out Whatever spouted or fell out Of my smart aleck mouth it was so weird Inappropriate So be it I don't see it Maybe one day when the smoke clears it won't be as Motherfuckin' difficult ch-yeah 'Til then hopefully you little homos Get over your fears and phobias It's okay to be scared straight They said I provoke queers 'til emotions evoke tears My whole career's a stroke of sheer genius Smoke and mirrors tactical practical jokes yeah You motherfuckin' Who the fuck woulda thunk that one little ol' MC'd Be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it And boy they did flock can't believe this little hick locked This hip-hop shit in his hip pocket and still the shit got That white-trash traffic in gridlock Shit hoppin' like six blocks Insaneness ain't even a word you stupid fuck And get to clappin' 'em and like back and forth Because a-this is what you thought it wasn't It be's the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen Slim Shady brain dead like Jim Brady I'm buzzin' Dirty Dozen naughty rotten rhymer Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit yo' style from You ain't gon' sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it fuck it while we comin' out in the open I'm doin' acid crack smack coke and smokin' dope then My name is Marshall Mathers I'm an alcoholic I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet 'cause I'm comin' up quick to strip yo' cash Bought a ticket to yo' concert just to come and whip yo' ass Bitch I'm comin' out swingin' so fast it'll make yo' eyes spin You gettin' knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The proof is in the puddin' just ask DeShaun Holton I'll slit yo' motherfuckin' throat worse than Ron Goldman So when you see me on yo' block with two Glocks Talkin' that shit behind my back dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack So put my tape back on the rack go run and tell your friends My shit is wack But see me on the street and duck 'cause you gon' get Stuck stole and snuffed I'm nicer than Pete but I'm on a search to crush a milkbone I'm everlastin' I melt vanilla ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin' Flavor with no seasonin' this is the sneak preview I'll diss yo' magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make yo' freak leave you smell the Folgers crystals This is lyrical combat gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady eminem was the old initials Extortion snortin' supportin' abortion Pathological liar blowin' shit outta proportion The looniest zaniest spontaneous sporadic Impulsive thinker compulsive drinker addict Half animal half man dumpin' yo' dead body Inside of a fuckin' trash can with more holes than an afghan So when you see me on yo' block with two Glocks Talkin' that shit behind my back dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack So put my tape back on the rack go run and tell your friends My shit is wack But see me on the street and duck 'cause you finna get Stuck stole and snuffed Somebody let me out this limousine I'm a caged demon On stage screamin' like Rage Against the Machine I'm convinced I'm a fiend shootin' up while this record is spinnin' Clinically brain-dead I don't need a second opinion Fuck droppin' a jewel I'm flippin' a sacred treasure I'll bite yo' motherfuckin' style just to make it fresher I can't take the pressure I'm sick of bitches Sick of naggin' bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes In school I never said much too busy havin' a headrush Doin' too much rush had my face flushed like red blush Then I went to Jim Beam that's when my face grayed Went to gym in eighth grade raped the women's swim team Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian Too many mental problems got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again I'm goin' up over the curb drivin' on the median Finally made it home but I don't got the key to get in America We love you How many people are proud to be citizens Of this beautiful country of ours the stripes and the stars For the rights that men have died for to protect The women and men who have broke their necks For the freedom of speech the United States government has sworn to uphold or so we're told I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see So many motherfuckin' people who feel like me Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs It's like a fuckin' army marchin' in back of me So many lives I touched so much anger aimed In no particular direction just sprays and sprays And straight through your radio waves it plays and plays 'Til it stays stuck in your head for days and days Who would've thought standin' in this mirror bleachin' my hair With some peroxide reachin' for a t-shirt to wear That I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this How could I predict my words would have an impact like this I must've struck a chord with somebody up in the office 'Cause Congress keep tellin' me I ain't causin' nothin' but problems And now they're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government I'm lovin' it I shoveled shit all my life and now I'm dumpin' it on Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like yourself If they were brown Shady'd lose Shady sits on the shelf But Shady's cute Shady knew Shady's dimples would help Make ladies swoon baby look at my sales Let's do the math if I was black I woulda sold half I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that But I could rap so fuck school I'm too cool to go back Give me the mic Show me where the fuckin' studio's at When I was underground no one gave a fuck I was white No labels wanted to sign me almost gave up I was like Gave me a chance and I lit a fire up under his ass Helped him get back to the top every fan black that I got Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that he's got Like damn we just swapped sittin' back lookin' at shit wow I'm like my skin is it startin' to work to my benefit now White America I could be one of your kids White America little Eric looks just like this White America Erica loves my shit I go to TRL look how many hugs I get See the problem is I speak to suburban kids Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist Whose moms probly woulda never gave two squirts of piss 'Til I created so much motherfuckin' turbulence Straight out the tube right into your livin' rooms I came And kids flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre That's all it took and they were instantly hooked right in And they connected with me too because I looked like them That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope Searchin' with a fine tooth comb it's like this rope Waitin' to choke tightenin' around my throat All I hear is lyrics lyrics constant controversy Sponsors working round the clock to try to stop my concerts early Surely hip-hop was never a problem in Harlem only in Boston After it bothered the fathers of daughters startin' to blossom So now I'm catchin' the flak from these activists when they raggin' Actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch or say faggot shit Just look at me like I'm your closest pal So to the parents of America I am the Derringer Aimed at little Erica to attack her character The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress And piss on the lawns of the White House To burn the flag and replace it with a Parental Advisory sticker To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hypocrisy Fuck you Ms. Cheney Fuck you Tipper Gore Fuck you with the freest of speech this Divided States of Embarrassment will allow me to have Fuck you You know I love you It's Eminem baby back up in that motherfuckin' ass One time for your motherfuckin' mind Yo they don't know shit about this for the ninety-six Ayo my pen and paper 'cause a chain reaction To get your brain relaxin' the zany actin' maniac in action A brainiac in fact son you mainly lack attraction You look insanely wack when just a fraction of my tracks run My rhymin' skills got you climbin' hills I travel through your mind and to your spine like siren drills I'm slimin' grills of roaches with spray that disinfects And twistin' necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnects Put this in decks and check the monologue Turn your system up twist 'em up And indulge in the marijuana smog This is the season for noise pollution contamination Examination of more car-tunes than animation My lamination of nar-er-ration hits a snare and bass On a track for duck rapper interrogation When I declare invasion there ain't no time to be starin' gazin' I turn the stage into a barren wasteland I'm Infinite You heard of Hell well I was sent from it I went to it servin' a sentence For murderin' instruments Now I'm tryin' to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted To make another attempt at it I'm Infinite Bust it I let the beat commence So I can beat the sense in your elite defense I got some meat to mince A crew to stomp and then two feet to rinse I greet the gents and ladies I spoil loyal fans I foil plans and leave fluids leakin' like oil pans My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal One thought in my cerebral Is deeper than a jeep-full of people MC's are feeble I came to 'cause some pandemonium Battle a band of phony MC's and stand the lonely one Imitator intimidator stimulator Simulator of data eliminator There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus Fuck around and catch all the venereal diseases My thesis'll smash a stereo to pieces My a cappella releases classic masterpieces Through telekinesis it eases you mentally Gently sentimentally instrumentally With entity dementedly meant to be Infinite You heard of Hell well I was sent from it I went to it servin' a sentence For murderin' instruments Now I'm tryin' to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted To make another attempt at it I'm Infinite Man I got evidence I'm never dense And I've been clever ever since my residence was hesitant To do some shit that represents the MO So I'm assumin' all responsibility 'Cause there's a monster will in me That always wants to kill MC's Mic nestler slammin' like a wrestler Here to make a mess of a lyric-smugglin' embezzler No one is specialer my skill is intergalactical I get cynical act a fool Then I send a crew back to school I never packed a tool or acted cool it wasn't practical I'd rather let a tactical tactful track tickle your fancy In fact I can't see or can't imagine A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratchin' So this is for my family the kid who had a cameo On my last jam plus the man who never had a plan B Be all you can be 'cause once you make an instant hit I'm tensed a bit and tempted When I see the sins my friends commit I'm Infinite You heard of Hell well I was sent from it I went to it servin' a sentence For murderin' instruments Now I'm tryin' to repent from it But when I hear the beat I'm tempted To make another attempt at it I'm Infinite You claim if you get knocked by the cops You'll give 'em not even a statement Walk in the arraignment Shoot the bailiff karate kick the plaintiff Gotti with the stainless I'll just call it shoddy entertainment If y'all was in the party gettin' faded On molly had the audience sedated You wouldn't catch a body if it fainted Probably let it fall and hit the pavement But you'd be the first lobbyin' to claim it Bitch stop bein' a lame Your hobby isn't robbery and dismemberin' body limbs Like you was Tommy Lynn Sells And chainsawin' them in the basement Hardly fits your job description Ain't nobody dippin' Only time you get the blade is probably with the dang lawn equipment ain't it Wouldn't take a bobby pin and wave it I need to stop bein' debated You're still copyin' Xeroxing I'm still copping a feel Like Bill Cosby at will popping a pill Then spill Oxys in Jill's coffee Then send her out to the hotel lobby a lil' wobbly and still groggy This blonde fuck's reprehensible Misconducts never sensible Kiss my butt my set of principles Is gone but till I get the President to respond My pen and pencil is a missile launcher And send it to Mitch McConnell Let me sing this shit soprano While I do it pizzicato Ivanka stiff arm her while I'm hittin' on Melania And this song's for all ya 'Cause nobody likes me everybody hates me They want me to go eat some worms I hope you offended And drag my name through the mud through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your words I hope you offended You can try to hold me down but you better let me up 'Cause you're only gonna make things worse I hope you offended 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never gonna let up Till everybody eats my turds These drums and hard snares bring out the worst in me Like Justin Ross Harris at a nursery Goin' ham at candy yam on nanny cam I'm gettin' handies with the zanny Xannys in the Caddy armrest I'm imagining objects So I'm batting cobwebs from a daddy longleg In Hamtramck got the panoramic camera Xanax a banana hammock and a Santa hat I'm smellin' like a damn mechanic With a chick that looks like Janet Jackson with a Spanish accent Twice her age and I'm actin' half it Grow up Nah not that I know of y'all Basement just got a frickin' overhaul Got a stripper pole installed Started rollin' all through those Klonopins like a bowlin' ball Like an overdose on twice the ratio of Propofol And go through no withdrawal While I get fellatio and give a facial to An interracial blow-up doll of Rachel Dolezal You're so appalled so's my manager Bitch I am mature fuck a pro career Coast is clear but nowhere to go from here And nobody's close so don't compare They ain't nowhere near I'm way over here My competition can't see me 'cause I don't own a mirror But Marshall you are terrific so smart and gifted I'm so narcissistic when I fart I sniff it Do a fake dab to smell my armpits whiff it Your anxiety's throwin' gang signs But I made strides with these rape lines I'm cuttin' back on women hate crimes Like Ray Rice when he FaceTimes Dang knives're butcher than gay wives You're gonna need sutures the same size As the blade I push into caput'cha When I pull 'em like sleigh rides Gotta stab a bitch at least eight times to make it on Dateline I came to stake my claim like a canine waitin' in a buffet line So Kellyanne Conway I'm a really bad hombre Come play belly dance on me I've been making wedding plans all day 'Cause nobody likes me everybody hates me They want me to go eat some worms I hope you offended And drag my name through the mud through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your words I hope you offended You can try to hold me down but you better let me up 'Cause you're only gonna make things worse I hope you offended 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never gonna let up Till everybody eats my turds Eight-year-old with the wordplay Girl take this pole like a survey Today wasn't my birthday But I'm caked up like a dessert tray So we're in shape 'cause you're in a slurrin' state I'm a ten you're an eight Like what I do before after and durin' rape You wanna get into a pissin' contest and find out who's better And be made a fool out of when I pull on 'em R. Kelly with a full bladder Non-high school grad I'm not a scholar But I'm so cold when I'm droppin' knowledge My degrees is the same as I got in college But nobody's hotter you owe me my respect I owe you nada like Haloti partner Blow me told you I'm so dirty homie You can throw me in some holy water With some floaties on and get the soap and try to Get the Pope to hold me while you hose me off And nope I won't be washed You hope to God I don't explode I gotta blow this spot up though I got a lotta mo' I won't put the sugar coating on it though 'Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy's expired Rap's got you drained dead tired zapped You feel like a wet pile of crap But look man like the feds buggin' my phone Uh huh I get why you're tapped But you gotta get your fire back Catch fire get upset and fire back Is what I tell myself when times get bad 'Cause sometimes I might get sad But I take the same advice I had And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie when life's a drag Told her to do like her dad don't cry get mad 'Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags I'm hyper by the time you see this side of me I'm right in your ass Foot up it I stood up for the kid Who had to put up with the bullies at his school You ain't have to have no money Or go shoppin' just to cop a fuckin' attitude Now my dough's amountin' to a mountain It's rised too high to count it Never asked to be rich all I did was wish I had a dime for every time that I was doubted But then I think about it then I'm enraged 'Cause I just figured out that if I was paid For the time I spent to put the pen to the page It'd be minimum wage But it's embedded in my head I never Hunted for the bread and butter What I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of but I'm never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood I put up in the pen and when I'm dead I wonder Will they put me on a pedestal Or forget I was ever this incredible I guess I better go harder than ever 'cause I'll never get another mothafuckin' opportunity again To offend as many people with this I can simply because I can 'Cause nobody likes me everybody hates me They want me to go eat some worms I hope you offended And drag my name through the mud through the dirt But I'ma make you eat your words I hope you offended You can try to hold me down but you better let me up 'Cause you're only gonna make things worse I hope you offended 'Cause I swear when I get up I'm never gonna let up Till everybody eats my turds Shady Aftermath There she go shakin' that ass on the flo' Bumpin' and grindin' that pole The way she's grindin' that pole I think I'm losin' control Get buzzed get drunk get crunk get fucked up Hit the strip club don't forget ones get your dick rubbed Get fucked get sucked get wasted shit faceted Pasted plastered puke drink throw up Get a new drink hit the bathroom sink throw up Wipe your shoe clean got a routine goin' Still got a few chunks on them shoestrings showin' I was dehydrated 'til the beat vibrated I was revived as soon as this bitch gyrated Them hips and licked them lips and that was it I had to get Nate Dogg in to sing some shit Two to the one from the one to the three I like good pussy and I like good tree Smoke so much weed you wouldn't believe And I get mo' ass than a toilet seat Three to the one from the one to the three I met a bad bitch last night in the D Let me tell you how I made her leave with me Conversation and Hennessy I've been to the motherfuckin' mountaintop Heard motherfuckers talk seen 'em drop If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock And when I bust yo' ass I'm gon' continue to rock Get your ass off the wall with your two left feet It's real easy just follow the beat Don't let that fine girl pass you by Look real close 'cause strobe lights lie We 'bout to have a party Let's get it started I'm lookin' fo' a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin' baby Step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are 'bout it 'bout it I'm lookin' fo' a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say every day she be givin' it up Shake that ass for me shake that ass for me Come on girl shake that ass for me shake that ass for me Oh girl shake that ass for me shake that ass for me Come on girl shake that ass for me shake that ass for me I'm a menace a dentist an oral hygienist Open your mouth for about four or five minutes Take a little bit of this fluoride rin-inse Swish but don't spit it swallow it and now finish Lookin' for a couple bitches with some double D's Pop a little champagne and a couple E's Slip it in her bubbly we- We finna have a party Let's get it started I'm lookin' fo' a girl I can fuck in my Hummer truck Apple Bottom jeans and a big ol' butt Some girls they act retarded Some girls are 'bout it 'bout it I want a bitch to sit at the crib with no panties on Knows that she can but she won't say no Now look at this lady all in front of me sexy as can be Tonight I want a slut would you be mine Heard you was freaky from a friend of mine Now I hope you don't get mad at me But I told Nate you was a freak He said he wants a slut hope you don't mind I told him how you like it from behind Shake that ass for me shake that ass for me Come on girl shake that ass for me shake that ass for me Oh girl shake that ass for me shake that ass for me Come on girl shake that ass for me shake that ass for me We 'bout to have a party Let's get it started I'm lookin' fo' a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin' baby Step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are 'bout it 'bout it I'm lookin' fo' a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say every day she be givin' it up There she go shakin' that ass on the flo' Bumpin' and grindin' that pole The way she's grindin' that pole I think I'm losin' control God I ain't leavin' without you bitch You're comin' home with me And my boy and his boy and his boy and his girl Okay I'm going to attempt to drown myself You can try this at home You can be just like me Mic check one-two we recording So when I diss you wouldn't wanna answer this If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus I'll strangle you to death then I'll choke you again And break your fucking legs 'til your bones poke through your skin You beef with me I'ma even the score equally Take you on Jerry Springer and beat your ass legally I get too blunted off of funny home grown 'Cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono So if I said I never did drugs That would mean I lie and get fucked More than the President does Hilary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a pervert I ripped her fucking tonsils out and fed her sherbet My nerves hurt and lately I'm on edge Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blond dreads Every girl I ever went out with has gone les Follow me and do exactly what the song says Smoke weed take pills drop out of school kill people And drink jump behind the wheel like it was still legal I'm dumb enough to walk in a store and steal So I'm dumb enough to ask for a date with Lauryn Hill Some people only see that I'm white ignorin' skill 'Cause I stand out like a green hat with a orange bill But I don't get pissed y'all don't even see through the mist How the fuck can I be white I don't even exist I get a clean shave bathe go to a rave Die from an overdose and dig myself up out of my grave My middle finger won't go down how do I wave And this is how I'm supposed to teach kids how to behave Now follow me and do exactly what you see Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me Now don't you want to grow up to be just like me Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole When we heard a knock at the door must've been Ron Gold Jumped behind the door put the orgy on hold Killed them both then smeared blood on the white Bronco My mind won't work if my spine don't jerk I slapped Garth Brooks out of his rhinestone shirt I'm not a player just a ill rhyme sayer That'll spray a aerosol can up at the ozone layer My rap style's warped I'm running out the morgue With your dead grandmother's corpse to throw it on your porch Jumped in a Chickenhawk cartoon with a cape on And beat up Foghorn Leghorn with an acorn I'm 'bout as normal as Norman Bates with deformative traits A premature birth that was four minutes late Mother are you there I love you I never meant to hit you over the head with that shovel Will someone please explain to my brain That I just severed the main vein with a chainsaw and I'm in pain I take a breather and sigh either I'm high Or I'm nuts 'cause if you ain't tilting this room neither am I So when you see your mom with a thermometer Shoved in her ass then it probably is obvious I got it on with her 'Cause when I drop this solo shit it's over with I bought Cage's tape opened it and dubbed over it I came to the club drunk with a fake ID Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me I've been with ten women who got HIV Now don't you wanna grow up to be just like me I got genital warts and it burns when I pee Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me I tie a rope around my penis and jump from a tree You probably wanna grow up to be just like me All right stop now before you walk in the door Of this liquor store and try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence I'm your motherfuckin' conscience Go in gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs And borrow a damn dress and one of her blond wigs Tell her you need a place to stay you'll be safe for days If you shave your legs with Renee's razor blades Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you Think about it before you walk in the door first Look at the store clerk she's older than George Burns Fuck that do that shit Shoot that bitch Can you afford to blow this shit are you that rich Why you give a fuck if she dies Are you that bitch Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids These voices these voices I hear them And when they talk I follow I follow I follow I follow all these voices Now listen to me while you're kissin' her cheek And smearing her lipstick slip this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe Yo look at her bush does it got hair Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare 'Til she passes out and she forgot how she got there No but I seen the porno with Sun Doobiest Man fuck that hit that shit raw dog and bail These voices these voices I hear them And when they talk I follow I follow I follow I follow all these voices All right calm down relax start breathin' Fuck that shit you just caught this bitch cheatin' While you at work she's with some dude tryin' to get off Fuck slittin' her throat cut this bitch's head off Wait what if there's an explanation for this shit All right Shady maybe he's right Grady But think about the baby before you get all crazy Okay thought about it Still wanna stab her Grab her by the throat get your daughter and kidnap her That's what I did be smart don't be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes Comin' straight outta Compton y'all better make way How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent Been there done that Aw fuck it what am I sayin' Shoot 'em both Grady Where's your gun at I don't think she understands the sacrifices that I've made Maybe if this bitch had acted right I woulda stayed But I've already wasted over half my life I woulda laid Down and died for you I no longer cry for you no more pain Bitch you took me for granted Took my heart and ran it straight into the planet Into the dirt I can no longer stand it Now my respect I demand it I'ma take control of this relationship command it And I'ma be the boss of you now goddamn it And what I mean is that I will no longer let you control me So you better hear me out this much you owe me I gave up my life for you totally devoted to you I have stayed Faithful all the way this is how I fuckin' get repaid Look at how I dress fuckin' baggy sweats go to work a mess Always in a rush to get back to you I ain't heard you yet Not even once say you appreciate me I deserve respect I've done my best to give you nothin' less than perfectness And I know that if I end this I'll no longer have nothin' left But you keep treatin' me like a staircase it's time to fuckin' step And I won't be comin' back so don't hold your fuckin' breath You know what you've done no need to go in depth I told you you'd be sorry if I fuckin' left I laughed while you wept how's it feel now Yeah funny ain't it You neglected me Did me a favor though my spirit free you've set But a special place for you in my heart I have kept It's unfortunate but it's I feel like when I bend over backwards for you all you do is laugh 'Cause that ain't good enough You expect me to fold myself in half 'til I snap Don't think I'm loyal all I do is rap How can I moonlight on the side I have no life outside of that Don't I give you enough of my time You don't think so do you Jealous when I spend time with the girls Why I'm married to you still Man I don't know But tonight I'm serving you with papers I'm divorcing you go marry someone else and make 'em famous And take away their freedom like you did to me Treat 'em like you don't need 'em and they ain't worthy of you Feed 'em the same shit that you made me eat I'm moving on forget you Oh now I'm special I ain't feel special when I was with you All I ever felt was this helplessness Imprisoned by a selfish bitch Chew me up and spit me out I fell for this So many times it's ridiculous And still I stick with this I'm sick of this But in my sickness and addiction you're addictive as they get Evil as they come vindictive as they make 'em My friends keep askin' me why I can't just walk away from I'm addicted to the pain the stress the drama I'm drawn to shit I guess I'm a Mess cursed and blessed but this time I Ain't changin' my mind I'm climbin' out this abyss You're screamin' as I walk out that I'll be missed But when you spoke of people Who meant the most to you you left me off your list Fuck you Hip-Hop I'm leavin' you My life sentence is served bitch and it's just Goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off Used to be hard now you're just wet and soft First you was down with the Glock And now I see you on a video with Michel'le Looking like straight Bozos I saw it coming that's why I went solo And kept on stompin' While y'all mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton Living with the whites One big house and not another nigga in sight I started off with too much cargo Dropped four niggas now I'm making all the dough White man just ruling The Niggas With Attitudes Who ya foolin' Y'all niggas just phony I put that on my Mama and my dead homies Yella Boy's on your team so you're losing Ay yo Dre stick to producing Calling me Arnold but you bent-a-dick Eazy-E saw your ass and went in it quick You got jealous when I got my own company But I'm a man and ain't nobody humping me Trying to sound like America's Most You could yell all day but you don't come close 'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed You done run a hundred miles but you still got one to go 'Cause you're getting fucked out your green By a white boy with no vaseline Now you're getting done without vaseline Damn it feels good to see people on it The bigger the cap the bigger the peeling Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain You're getting fucked real quick And Eazy's dick is smelling like MC Ren's shit Tried to tell you a year ago But Willie D told me to let a ho be a ho so I couldn't stop you from getting ganked Now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank Tried to diss Ice Cube it wasn't worth it 'Cause the broomstick fit your ass so perfect Cut my hair Naw cut them balls 'Cause I heard you like giving up the drawers Gang-banged by your manager fella Getting money out your ass like a mothafucking Ready Teller Giving up the dollar bills Now they got The Villain with a purse and high-heels So don't believe what Ren say 'Cause he's going out like Kunte Kinte But I got a whip for ya Toby Used to be my homie now you act like you don't know me It's a case of divide-and-conquer 'Cause you let a Jew break up my crew House nigga gotta run and hide Yelling Compton but you moved to Riverside Broke as a mothafucking joke Let you on the scene to back up the First Team It ain't my fault one nigga got smart And they ripping your asshole apart By taking your green Oh yeah The Villain does get fucked with no vaseline I never have dinner with the President And when I see your ass again I'll be hesitant Now I think you a snitch Throw a house nigga in a ditch Half-pint bitch fucking your homeboys you little maggot Eazy-E turned faggot With your manager fella But if they were smart as me they would fuck with no vaseline Just a match and a little bit of gasoline Light 'em up burn 'em up flame on Till that Jheri curl is gone On a permanent vacation Off the massa plantation Heard you both got the same bank account Dumb nigga what you thinking bout Get rid of that Devil real simple Put a bullet in his temple 'Cause you can't be the Nigga 4 Life crew With a white jew telling you what to do Pulling wools with your scams Now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs With a midget who's a punk too Tryin' to fuck me but I'd rather fuck you Eric Wright punk always into something Gettin' fucked at night By Mista Shitpacker Bend over for the goddamn cracker No vaseline Mothafuckin' nosejob having ass Mothafucking Jheri Curl lite Ambi wearing mothafuckin' bitch Just wakin' up in the morning gotta thank God I don't know but today seems kinda odd No barking from the dog no smog And Momma cooked a breakfast with no hog I got my grub on but didn't pig out Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out Hooked it up for later as I hit the door I gotta go 'cause I got me a drop-top And if I hit the switch I can make the ass drop Had to stop at a red light Lookin' in my mirror and not a jacker in sight And everything is alright I got a beep from Kim and she can fuck all night Called up the homies and I'm askin' y'all Which park are y'all playin' basketball Get me on the court and I'm trouble Last week fucked around and got a triple double Freakin' niggas every way like MJ I can't believe today was a good day Drove to the pad and hit the showers Didn't even get no static from the cowards 'Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me Saw the police and they rolled right past me No flexin' didn't even look in a nigga's direction As I ran the intersection Went to Short Dog's house they was watchin' Yo MTV Raps What's the haps on the craps Shake 'em up shake 'em up shake 'em up shake 'em Roll 'em in a circle of niggas 7 even back door Lil Joe I picked up the cash flow Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A. Today was a good day Left my nigga's house paid Picked up a girl been tryna fuck since the sixth grade It's ironic I had the brew she had the chronic The Lakers beat the Supersonics I felt on the big fat fanny Pulled out the jammy and killed the punani And my dick runs deep so deep So deep put her ass to sleep Woke her up around one She didn't hesitate to call Ice Cube the top gun Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin' Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion I was glad everything had worked out Dropped her ass off and then chirped out Today was like one of those fly dreams Didn't even see a berry flashin' those high beams No helicopter lookin' for a murder Two in the morning got the Fatburger Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp Drunk as hell but no throwin' up Half way home and my pager still blowin' up Today I didn't even have to use my AK I gotta say it was a good day You lookin' at the grand wizard Warlord vocal chord so vicious And I don't have to show riches To pull up pull off with some bad bitches And it ain't about chivalry It's about dope lyrics and delivery It's about my persona Ain't nothin' like a man that can do what he wanna Ain't nothin' like a man that you knew on the corner See 'em come up and fuck up the owner See 'em throw up Westside California Nigga I'm hot as Phoenix Arizona I'm Utah I got multiple bitches It's a new law keep a hold of your riches Dumb nigga don't spend it as soon as you get it And recognize I'm a captain and you a lieutenant I'm raw as a dirty needle Choke an eagle just to feed all my people Lyrically I'm so lethal Plant thoughts in they mind just to defeat you Ice Cube is a saga Y'all spit saliva and I spit lava I got the fearless flow Don't get near this ho if you scared to go I keep it gangsta and why should I change that Fuck you old mothafuckas tryin' to change rap But ain't you the same cat That sat back when they brought cocaine back I'm tryin' to get me a Maybach You the ones that we learned it from I heard nigga back in nineteen ninety-seven Thank God when I bless the mic You finally get to hear the shit that you like A nigga talkin' about real life So you can try to get this shit right Use your brain not your back Use your brain not a gat it's a party not a jack Don't be scared of them people Walk up in there and show them that you equal And don't be material A nigga grew up on milk and cereal I never forgot Van Ness and imperial Look at my life Ice Cube is a miracle It could be you if you was this lyrical It could be her if she was this spiritual 'Cause me and Allah go back like cronies I ain't gotta be fake 'cause he is my homie Oh yeah and another thing For all y'all niggas that don't do gangsta rap Don't get on TV talkin' about gangsta rap You don't know the fuck you talkin' about Talk about that bullshit rap you do Stay the fuck out of mine So come on and chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self You better check yo self before you wreck yo self 'Cause I'm bad for your health I come real stealth Dropping bombs on your moms Fuck car alarms Doing foul crime I'm that nigga wit'cha Alpine Sold it for a six-o always let tricks know And friends know we got the indo No I'm not a sucker sitting in a House of Pain And no I'm not the butler I'll cut ya Head-butt ya you say you can't touch this And I wouldn't touch ya punk mothafucka Here to let you know boy oh boy I make dough but don't call me Dough Boy This ain't no fucking motion picture A guy or bitch-a my nigga get wit-cha And hit you taking that yak to the neck So you better run a check So come on and chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Yeah come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self 'Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played 'Cause they bitchmade pulling out a switchblade That's kinda trifle 'cause that's a knife ho Hold the fifty I'm nifty pow I gotta new style I hate motherfuckers claiming that they folding bank But steady talking shit in the holding tank First you wanna step to me Now your ass screaming for the deputy Now they runnin' up in you slow You're gone used to be the Don Juan Check that shit out Now your name is just Twan Switch it snap it rolling your eyes and neck You better run a check So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self 'Cause big dicks in yo ass is bad for ya health If you're foul you better run a make on that license plate You coulda had a V8 Instead of a tre-eight slug to your cranium I got six and I'm aimin' em Will I buss or keep you guessing 'Cause fuck you and that shit you're stressing Bitch get off the wood you're no good There goes the neighbourhood hooker Go ahead and keep your drawers Giving up the claps and who needs applause At a time like this pop the coochie and you dead The bitch is a Miami Hurricane head Nappy dugout get the fuck out 'Cause women like you gets no respect Bitch you better run a check You better check yo self before you wreck yo self 'Cause I'm bad for your health I come real stealth Dropping bombs on your moms Fuck car alarms Doing foul crime I'm that nigga wit'cha Alpine Sold it for a six-o always let tricks know And friends know we got the indo No I'm not a sucker sitting in a House of Pain And no I'm not the butler I'll cut ya Head-butt ya you say you can't touch this And I wouldn't touch ya in fact mothafucka Here to let you know boy oh boy I make dough but don't call me Dough Boy This ain't no fucking motion picture A guy or bitch-a my nigga get wit-cha And hit you taking that yak to the neck So you better run a check If you're foul you better run a make on that license plate Instead of a tre-eight slug to your cranium I got six and I'm aimin' em Will I shoot or keep you guessing 'Cause fuck you and that shit you're stressing Bitch get off the wood you're no good There goes the neighborhood hooker Go ahead and keep your drawers Giving up the claps and who needs applause At a time like this pop the coochie and you dead The bitch is a Miami Hurricane head Nappy dugout get the fuck out 'Cause women like you gets no respect Bitch you better run a check The motherfuckin world is a ghetto Full of magazines full clips and heavy metal When the smoke settle I'm just lookin for a big yellow In six inch stilettos Dr. Dre Hello perculatin keep em waitin While you sittin here hatin yo' bitch is hyperventilatin' Hopin that we penetratin you gets natin 'Cause I never been to Satan for hardcore administratin Gangbang affiliatin MC Ren'll have you Wildin off a zone and a whole half a gallon 911 emergency It's my son he's hurtin me On parole for robbery Ain't no coppin a plea ain't no stoppin a G I'm in the 6 you got to hop in the 3 company monopoly You handle shit sloppily I drop a ki properly They call me the Don Dada Pop a collar drop a dollar if you hear me you can holla Even rottweilers follow the Impala Wanna talk about this concrete Nigga I'm a scholar The incredible hetero-sexual credible Beg a ho let it go dick ain't edible Nigga ain't federal I plan shit While you hand picked motherfuckers givin up transcripts Look at these Niggas With Attitudes Look at these Niggas With Attitudes I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin thanks I get Villain blows up yo' spot Take yo' notebook yo' bitch and yo' Glock This motherfucker thought the coochie had a padlock You slapped her ass that's alarmin 'Cause she want my Worm like Carmen We chin check niggas them thin check niggas Run trains on gold diggers beware these fo' niggas Scarin motherfuckers like Stephen King flicks Makin' niggas clear the room like a dyke fleein' dick So when I bomb first nigga who you rollin with Fuck that ice on your wrist fuck yo' fine ass bitch 'Cause you could lose it in a tussle nigga watch me hustle Watch niggas kiss my ass without flexin a muscle Bitches all in the back they knees waitin to buckle Same time same channel don't change the dial I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin thanks I get Did I fall off Got you in your room Just 'cause I put away the sawed off Now I got you sittin back with a smirk Listenin with your arms crossed Questionin Dre's credibility Wondering if it's still in me to produce hits Y'all be killin me As if I need to make mo' I got a mansion And six cars that are paid for suck my dick We came a long way from not givin a fuck Sellin tapes out of a trunk to movin this far up Now we got the whole world starstruck Made a million plus and still don't give a motherfuck Motherfucker I'm Dre. I don't need your respect I don't need to make another album bitch I don't gotta do shit I do it because I want to not to stay in the game Fuck the fame I'm still stayin the same lil' bitch Look at these Niggas With Attitudes Yeah every hood's the same Every hood's the same come on Then come around here and fuck with us I'm from the land of the gang bang Since I was little ain't a goddamn thing changed It's the same old same Bush run shit like Saddam Hussein I cock and aim clinically insane To deal with this bullshit day-to-day If I sell some yay or smoke some hay You bitches wanna throw me up in Pelican's Bay Call me an animal up in the system But who's the animal that built this prison Who's the animal that invented lower-livin' The projects thank God for Russell Simmons Thank God for Sugarhill I'm putting a different kind of steel up to my grill Y'all know what it is scared for your own kids How these ghetto niggas taken over showbiz It's boys in the hood it's toys in the hood Y'all wanna know why there's noise in the hood 'Cause there's drugs in the hood thugs in the hood Nigga killed a Crip and a Blood in the hood 'Cause when niggas get tribal It's all about survival nobody liable Grandmama came to court with her Bible But when the judge hit the gavel Now I'm too far from my family to travel I just came unraveled Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled Owned by C.A State Property Just like the year fifteen fifty three Looking for me a one-way ticket out Damn I can't take the pressure Pulled the Smith Wesson up out the dresser Grabbed the weight up out the closet Po-po coming but I'm scared to toss it Y'all know what happened last time I lost it Can't tell you niggas what the fuckin' boss did D game got a nigga exhausted Gotta go for the plea bargain they offered Twenty years for what Breaking these laws that's so corrupt Taking these halls and fillin' them up Some powder keg shit that's about to erupt Aye y'all I'm about to be stuck Until the year two thousand what the fuck In the hood don't press your luck 'Cause these motherfuckers will set you up word up They give us guns and drugs Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs Every hood's the same every hood's the same I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga That's why I'm sick of getting treated like a goddamn stepchild Fuck a punk 'cause I ain't him The day is coming that you'll all hate Just think if niggas decide to retaliate They try to keep me from running up I never tell you to get down it's all about coming up My shit wasn't registered any fucking way So you better duck away run and hide out When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out 'Cause I'm about to fuck up the program When I'm shooting let's see who drop The police the media and suckers that went pop And motherfuckers that say they too black Put 'em overseas they be begging to come back And say we promote gangs and drugs You wanna sweep a nigga like me up under the rug Kicking shit called street knowledge Why more niggas in the pen than in college Because of that line I might be your cellmate That's from the nigga ya love to hate Once again it's on the motherfucking psycho Yo running through the line like Bo there's no pot to piss in Now who do ya love to hate 'Cause I talk shit and down the eight-ball 'cause I don't fake You're begging I fall off The crossover might as well cut them balls off And get your ass ready for the Lenching The Mob is dropping common sense and We'll gank in the pen we'll shank Any Tom Dick and Hank and get the ass Spanked it ain't about how right or wrong you live But how long you live I ain't with the bullshit I meet mo' bitches mo' hoes Don't wanna sleep so I keep popping No-Doz And tell the young people what they gotta know 'Cause I hate when niggas gotta live low And if you're locked up I dedicate my stylin' From San Quentin to Rikers Island We got 'em afraid of the funky shit I like to clown so pump up the sound In your Jeep make the old ladies say Soul Train done lost they soul Just call it train 'cause the bitches look like hoes I see a lotta others damn It almost look like the Bandstand About as much as the Bicentennial I don't give a fuck about dissing these fools 'Cause they all scared of the Ice Cube And what I say what I portray and all that And ain't even seen the gat I don't wanna see no dancing I'm sick of that shit listen to the hit 'Cause yo if I look and see another brother On the video trying to out-dance each other I'ma tell T-Bone to pass the bottle And don't give me that shit about role model It ain't wise to chastise and preach Just open the eyes of each 'Cause laws are made to be broken up What niggas need to do is start loc-ing up And build mold and fold theyself into shape Of the nigga you love to hate Fool you know how we do it Comin' from the Westside Nothin' but the Westside Ain't nothin' goin' on but the bomb-ass rap song Hittin' all night long Just like me on the black and white ivory Gettin' six on the tee-ta-lee you don't want to see a G Break yo' ass like dishes Buster-ass tricks sleep with the fishes Runnin' from Lennox up at Venice They wanna have me in stripes like Dennis the Menace But that ain't poppin' ain't no stoppin' Fo'-hoppin' ass droppin' Coupe DeVille My troupe can ill-fool I got skills So back on up before I check that chin Down as fuck and I'm full off Henn' You gets no love and I thought you knew it Fool you know how we do it Comin' from the Westside Westside comin' from the Westside Chillin' with the homies smellin' the bud Double parked and I'm talkin' to Dub About who got a plan who got a plot Who got got and who got shot 'Cause everybody knows that he got the info Crazy Toones hangin' out the window Fool I got them bomb-ass tapes Da Lench Mob Planet of the Apes I'm down with Eiht and Watts Up Kam and Solo they got nuts When Ice Cube write a sentence I want the bomb just like George Clinton Put on Knee Deep we'll turn out your party You gets no love and I thought you knew it Fool you know how we do it Jack be nimble and Jack be quick If you wanna jack me on a lick 'Cause I'm that fool from South Central You'll think you stuck yourself with a number two pencil That's how I poke hot lead in yo' ass Mash up Van Ness headed for the West Everything is great slow down for the dip Don't drink and drive to keep the fo' from crashin' Stashin' a Glock and I thought you knew it You know how we do it I keep my mind on my money I keep my hand on my gunny Don't get to playin' with sonny unless you Playboy Bunny I'll put four in your tummy tap two in your brain See the man ain't playing if you think it's a game Haters whisper my name suckers want what I slang Arrogant and I'm vain DA want me to hang But let me explain like Abel and Cain That the black Grim Reaper is not my brother's keeper Revenge revenge a killer's on a binge of revenge It depends if I can live with my sins Lose family and friends Now you got to lose life and limb spit phlegm on them Got the code of Rakim homey jokes ain't allowed And you boy ain't scared to move the crowd with something loud If you doubt what I'm about go ahead an run your mouth I'm the last thing you see when your time is running out trick Everybody wants to go to Heaven I'll send you fast boy with a blast boy Messin' with the wrong one send you on that long run Pop you like a pro now you good to go But nobody wants to die You forgot where I come from you forgot what I do You forgot what you was sayin' 'cause I'm blockin' your view Now I got you on cue you about to turn blue Get around me now you actin' like my little nephew Boy what you wan' do You ain't gon' do ish But go take a ish is 'bout as funky as it get Now I'ma have to admit that I was prolly too nice But take my advice or I'll take your life Now if you still wanna slice let's start with the fingers Let's move to the toes and end with the penis See men are from Mars now you from Venus How dumb you got to be tryin' to think with the genius It's the big payback you can't clown James Brown See a brother been down ever since Jamestown You either swim or you're drowned you either gagged or you're bound Now you can't make a sound boy look at you now Good cop good cop rollin' with that bad cop What'cha doin' boy Turn in that blood clot Buck shots they fly through drug spot Robots can give a damn who the fuck shot Clean cop clean cop fuckin' with that dirty cop Don't act like yo ass never heard of that Clean cop clean cop rollin' with that mean cop Still tryna act proud as a peacock You know that mean cop might need a detox Mothafucka tried to blow me out me Reeboks But I swing like Jack and the Beanstalk Chop 'em down when these bitches try to lock me down Hit the ground hit the turf Warp the earth Cube kidnap your mind Patty Hearst Bust a verse that a make yo ass hit reverse Kill the curse that was placed on the universe West Coast war lord blacker than the Black Knight Fuck a black and white when they ain't actin' right Good cop good cop filling out your report Bad cop asking you to distort Bad cop asking you to lie in court Send another young brother up north Send another young sista off course While these mothafuckas chill on the golf course Lazy cop fuckin' with that crazy Cop Always bragging 'bout the new case he got Do or die cop with the suicide cop Are you fuckin' high cop Don't even try cop Ain't no mothafuckin' drugs up in my spot All you find in my closet is the high tops And my mothafuckin' tickets to the skybox Hold up nigga I'm a rider You's a roll-up yep the controller Make me mad that's when I get swole up The Incredible Hulk is bipolar Come out the cuffs knock off the rust Throw my hands up you still wanna bust The Trojan horse is full of excessive force When they try to get aggressive nigga off the porch Good cop good cop where is your dignity Where's your empathy Where is your sympathy Bad cop where's your humanity Good cop is that just a fantasy Hell on that nigga snitch on that bitch Truth be told mothafuck the blue code Fuck the po-po actin' like Deebo Already know Craig'll let the brick go Black Lives Matter is not chit chatter 'Cause all they wanna do is scatter brain matter A mind is a terrible thing to waste A nine is terrible in your face The mace has a terrible fuckin' taste The pen is a terrible fuckin' place The kings all hate the fuckin' ace The judge sabotaged my fuckin' case Racist motherfucker Black police showin' out for the white cop White police showin' out for the black cop The hood mentality is a crippling disease that attacks your nervous system It makes you nervous of the system Gangsters and hood rats are especially susceptible to this grown-stunting mentality The hood is where I'm from but it's not what I am Fuck school nigga I'mma be a dope dealer I'mma be a killer yep a urban guerrilla I'mma stack scrilla yeah buy me a villa Sell a five-zero to my auntie Priscilla I don't give a fuck that she look like Thriller Hit that shit one more time and fuck around and kill her 'Cause I got the heart of a Pittsburgh Steeler Black nigga draped in gold with a nine milla Love money love jail love that penitentiary mail Love the way these niggas smell keep coming back can't you tell Love to see my mama cry love to see my babies struggle Love to see my woman juggle nuts 'cause she got to hustle I don't give a fuck how my life go Now I'm a slave man to this caveman without Geico Everybody wanna call Michael a psycho But he ain't never came through the hood with a rifle Gunning niggas down 'cause they don't got the right clothes Hit the wrong person 'cause we shoot just like hoes First I was blood thirsty Mister Mister Controversy Now I wanna beg for mercy should have took my ass to Berkeley If you don't wanna shake that hood mentality How the fuck we supposed to change our reality Fuck school nigga if I grow a little taller Everybody tell me I'm gon' do it I'm gon' be a baller So fuck that thinking fuck that thinking Fuck them Lincolns I want Franklins Come back through here with my crew I'm gon' have my own shoe I'm gon' be that little fool coming in your living room Starting point guard nigga fresh out of middle school Either it's the NBA or it's the NFL I don't know what else I can do to keep my ass up out of jail I wanna be like Tiger Woods swing that club make you sick I wanna be like Barry Bonds Leave this field leave this prison Tell you motherfuckers where to kiss 'em I wanna be all broke up moving all old and slow I wanna be a alcoholic just like Broadway Joe I wanna be a sideshow kinda like Iron Mike Used to have a few Bentleys now I just ride a bike Fuck school nigga they ain't trying to educate me All they give a fuck is what I memorized lately I'm gon' have to teach myself clock that money get that wealth I wanna be like Santa Claus I don't wanna be no fucking elf No kid left behind but he get the runaround Can't you motherfuckers see that they trying to dumb us down Don't trust the government President is for sale He don't give a fuck about a nigga just a oil well Sell crack go to jail bust a rap go to hell Do I got to sell my soul if I wanna go to Yale Go kiss Oprah's ass if you wanna be Gail I'd rather have my ass kissed up in Bloomingdale You can go be a pimp you can go be a ho But you only gon' get paid off what you know If you don't know shit then you can't work for me 'Cause you read your first book in the penitentiary Nigga you need to stop snitchin' All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin Nigga if you scared go to church You knew the job was dangerous when you took it Whattup it's the big boss Dogg And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube Yo if you're fucked up put your cups up Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg nigga what's up See he's a gangster I'm a hustler Yo it's either thank ya or it's fuck ya I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend Crunk Juice nigga run the club that you in You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus You just spend all your time in the club tryin' to duck us And if you walk by nigga I'mma knock fire nigga From yo' ass you can come try nigga In the hood all the way down South I ain't Mike Jones keep my name out'cha mouth bitch We can get it crackin' if it get to clackin' Look at Mr. Jackson nigga with no reaction If you scared go to church we gon' hit you where it hurts That don't work we'll put you in the dirt 'Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise Lyrics full of steroids niggas paranoid And when you get that blowup it make you throw up When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no nuts Click-clackin' pistol-packin' Crip raggin' folio Who the only nigga in the club with the toolio You ain't know Yeah you did there it was there it is Hang out with kidnappers and jackers Make money off crackers can you imagine how I keep shit crackin' It's the big boss Dogg I'm back in action and smashin' I flash with the bling I sur-pass the supreme You don't really wanna have a clash with my team I mix hash with the green I'm the last of the kings If I got a bitch with me she got ass in them jeans Rollin' through yo' neighborhood my Cadillac so clean Servin' all you suckers 'cause you all dopefiends Just like that dopeman nigga what's up You run up with that bullshit I'll fuck yo' ass up If you a scared motherfucker go to church If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt If you a down motherfucker put in work If you a crazy motherfucker go berzerk If you a scared motherfucker go to church If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt If you a down motherfucker put in work If you a crazy motherfucker go berzerk It goes one for the money Three for the pussy fo' for the glow Five for the rookies six for the pros Seven for the numbers of them fuckin zeroes Eight for haters nine for the 'cause Ten for my niggas behind big bars Fuck these devils and they laws Never question the size of Ice Cube's balls You can do it put your back into it I can do it put your ass into it Hear me banging down these back streets Life ain't a track meet it's a marathon Fuck the cemetery that a nigga get buried on Nigga ask the bartender if you think we lie But if you think we high nigga think again 'Cause when it's sink or swim You got to think to win And if I drink this Hen' Everybody will know it 'Cause I ain't going for it So pray to the Lord that I don't pull out Cuss out and bust out Go the nigga route Make the trigger shout uh You can try to smoke an ounce to this While I pronounce this shit Baby bounce them tits Mama move them hips Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones The thug ones relatives and my cousins And I got 'em by the dozen When they buzzin' quick to say fuck your husband This is for my niggas locked away Extra love for the ones who ain't got no date But when we hit checkmate with Ice Cube the great As soon as I get a word we can rush the safe Fuck them license plates because life is great It don't matter if you're rich and your folks ain't straight I'm still coming with that underground gangsta shit No matter how many niggas say we ain't the shit bitch I do hard core rhyming hard time grinding With will I pimp hoes Other niggas wine and dine them Gotta love this pup shit Passing the mud shit Pockets on flood shit I don't rent I buy shit Niggas jealous of my shit You unaware of this young nigga getting all the fly shit While you're rooting and recruiting I was in the hood shooting 'cause I had the wife whooping I come from padres gold in oversized jars I past up strife and got star awards No time for playa hating Mack paper chasing Came out the substation to the hip hop nation The mo' hits the mo' bigga with illegal weight figga Done develop the status of a platinum plus nigga Bust the first asshole to show I can hit it I keep pushing don't quit it This is West coast nigga thinking California quicksand got a nigga sinking I can give a fuck what you niggas drinking If you a baller nigga I'm a hall of famer Lion tamer with two fo'-fifth flamers Understand that yo' life's in danger Didn't your momma tell you not to talk to strangers Lil' nigga I'm the Hillside Strangler Have a banger calling for the Lone Ranger Most rappers they wanna fuck sangers I'm a nigga that wanna own Topanga A lil' something to fuel you niggas anger The swine I'm your face rearranger In a mansion 'cause Jesus born in a manger Motherfucker belong on Jerry Spranger Police still get the middle fanger Lil' niggas don't try this at home Momma in the bathroom leave her ass alone 'Cause she probably taking chronic straight to the dome Go play you lil' fucker stop being grown Dave Chappelle fifty million and a throne With a big Zulu bitch nigga getting blown Watch your tone if your wear Coppertone Go back to Africa used to be a theme song I'm in the zone do anybody got a Zong I ain't your poppa but daddy is a rolling stone Youse a clone who don't know the shit you on Unless it's on a motherfucking ringtone I'm in a room with two bottles of Patron You need a loan to fuck with the Family Stone Nigga go on tell 'em Ice Cube is home Gorilla niggas here come King Kong These haters tried to blow me up man The Don Mega nigga who you think My whole life flashed before my eyes man Niggas used to come and get me When it was time to disagree with an enemy Pass the Hennessy it gives me energy Packed the gat in the small of my back Where these niggas at I'll clear the whole pack Talking shit 'cause I'm down for my set I'm a vet smoking on a wet cigarette Who these niggas think they are Wishing on a ghetto star I represent my tar I start busting and they scatter like water bugs 'Cause these Westside niggas is harder thugs Enslave us but nothing can save us from sporting Ben Davis Shootin' at your neighbors 'Cause sometimes I feel like a nut Don't give a fuck when I open you up Hot rocks Fly from the back seat And busta-ass niggas run like a track meet And if you caught in the middle Bleed more than a little Killer King is the hospital Feeling numb from the bullets I hum And when they hit Black mothers have fits I don't give a shit Fool I'm a vet you can bet That I could dance underwater and not get wet Check it It's raining bullets and I'm still there I'm still there My house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass Up early in the morning taking out the trash Feeling like a loser alcohol abuser Two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser One on the peddles the other on the handle bars Tryna be ghetto stars Puddle full of blood Left for dead the pain starts to spread Now I can't feel my legs I meet Doctor Who at King Drew medical center He said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital I said I can't move my legs he said don't try to Now this ain't the end my friend but you'll probably never walk again I sit there motionless holding this pain inside contemplating suicide At night I jerk and jerk But my dick don't work it don't even hurt Now who'd ever thought a nigga rude as Ice Cube Gang Hospital for a cripple Now I'm drinking Ripple Same corner same hood I'm still there With bandanas tied to my wheel chair To all the hood rat hoes I'm fired They mad 'cause my tongue get tired Now everybody want to put they dope on me Sayin I won't get searched by the LAPD I'm sittin' in a doorway deuce-five Depending on that to keep my ass alive I don't got bows but my arm's about a one-six With fucking legs looking like tooth picks Some times I can't deal Got to beg the BG's to roll me up the hill Put me on the porch Now I'm on the torch smoking cocaine just to maintain Nothing to gain nothing to lose And last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom Feeling like a two-year-old You can't get a sip from the brew I hold It's the only friend to a stranger There's a lot in my life I regret becoming a ghetto vet Fool I'm a vet you can bet That I could dance underwater and not get wet It's raining bullets and I'm still there Dedicated to all the ghetto vets For every nigga that done took one for the hood The bigger the cap the bigger the peelin' And when dealin' wit' Da Lench Mob you got to know steady mobbin' is not just the name of this jam but a way of life Four or five niggas in a mothership Better known as a deuce and we all wanna smother shit Bent front and back glass got tint Tryin' to get our hands on some dollars and cents And fools can't hold us Every chance we get we hittin' up the rollers Comin' up short of the green guys And I might start slangin' bean pies Or the bootleg t-shirt of the month I'm 'bout to get rich 'Cause life ain't nuttin but money and fuck a bitch They drop like dominoes And if you didn't know Ice Cube got drama hoes So after the screwin' I bust a nut and get up and put on my white Ewings I'm out the door All you might get is a rubber on the floor 'Cause I'm ready to hit the road like Mario Andretti Bitch 'cause I'm steady mobbin' Bustin' caps in the mix Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six 'Cause I'm gettin' major Fuck Pactel move to Sky Pager Told all my friends Don't drink 8 Ball 'cause St. Ide's is givin ends Fools get drunk and wanna compete Slapboxin in the street Niggas get mad tempers are flarin' 'Cause they got a few bitches starin' Just for the nappy heads But scandalous bitches make for happy Feds I make it my duty to cuss 'em Out 'cause I just don't trust em And if you tell on me I'm bombin' on Betty Bitch should have known I was steady mobbin' Have you ever seen such a sight in your life Since one-time so hot Got me a stash spot in my hooptie for the Glock 'Cause I'm rollin' on rims Grubbin' like a motherfucker Greasy-ass lips now I gots to take a shit Saw Sir Jinx bailin' Don't you know that niggas get smoked They take they life for a joke get in nigga I'll take you to the pad soon Went to mom's house and dropped a load in the bathroom Jumped back in my low rider Comin' out feelin' about ten pounds lighter Went to Bone's house so I can get the gat Looking for the place where all the hoes kick it at Lench Mob ain't nuttin but tramps But hoes lickin' nuts like stamps One fool bumpin' music for the yamps But Ice Cube had more amps get in bitch 'Cause I had the jam on And I don't want to hear shit about a tampon Give me the nappy and make me happy The ho said 'Pappy could you slap me On the ass hard and fast And could please try not to leave a gash ' I said yeah but I don't play sex Without puttin' on the latex Slipped on the condom Fucked around and dropped the bomb son And it came out sort of like confetti In for the night no longer steady mobbin' Have you ever seen such a sight in your life Ice Cube with Da Lench Mob I got it goin' on A nigga that's livin' in the city of the criminal zone One-time can't keep the law in order 'Cause everybody's goin' crazy for a quarter You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area The way I'm talkin' I'm scarin' ya I'm darin' ya to raise hell and bail and brag and sag Or beat down for ya flag 'Cause if you is or you ain't a gangbanger Keep one in the chamber 'Cause you'll get them things put on ya son All the ol' school house fellows are crooks So I get jealous looks They keep thinkin' did my head grow Will the boys 'n the hood have to beat down Ice Cube Hell no I'll static son you'll see it's okay I keep my 9 anyway For the day one of my homies wanna squab I'm still rollin' wit Da Lench Mob Sometimes I got away clean sometimes people got hurt But if you know me you know that I'm liable To bust a cap 'cause it's all about survival of the fittest I'm a menace crook I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book From the shit I took from people I repo your Vette then jet Back to the criminal set I leave clue after clue but they can't catch me yet 'Cause I'm slick as slippery They can't get wit me cops ain't shit to me I can't dig a pig so I drop the dogs And sweat em like sweathogs And get mad mad 'cause I'm the nigga that flaunt it Aiyo here's what the poster read 'Ice Cube is wanted dead' That's all it said I put heads to bed and fled the scene wit all the green Hear shots and sirens When I fiend first they yo' rings now they my rings So give it up punk and then I just Put another jack in progress It's the American way 'cause I'm a gangsta Ice Cube is a motherfuckin' klepto And tried to catch the early bird but they slept so Who gets the worm And if I'm caught in a trap You know I'ma beat the wack With a payoff cop gotta lay off FBI on my dick stay off I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a quest So get the Kryptonite 'cause I'm a rip tonight 'Cause I'm scarin ya wanted by America Word but who the fuck is Herb It's time to take a trip to the suburbs Let 'em see a nigga invasion Point blank on a Caucasian Cocked the hammer didn't crack no smile Take me to your house pal Got to the house my pockets got fat see Crack the safe got the money and the jewelry Three weeks later I'm at the PAD Had a little fly ass bitch wit me Sittin' in the den yo it couldn't be saw my face on TV Damn I didn't know I lucked out Struck out I gotta get the fuck out Packed my bags and tried to hit the door when The ol' bitch down the street must've turned me in Cos the feds was out there ten deep I got hassled and gaffled in the back seat I think back when I was robbin' my own kind The police didn't pay it no mind But when I start robbing the white folks Now I'm in the pen with the soap-on-a-rope I said it before and I'll still taught it Every motherfucker with a color is most wanted I think they spotted me They call me Sasquatch please check the watch This is Bigfoot don't get it shook Out in Japan they call me Godzilla Up in Africa King Kong gorilla Michael Joe Jackson used to call me Thriller All my enemies swear I'm Attila Vietnam vet burn down your villa Captain Crunch scream serial killer Out in O-Town I'm a fucking pirate Think I'm Rodney King We can start a riot To a fat bitch I'm a fucking diet You in solitary I'm piece and quiet This a nightmare on Elm Street You're just a runaway where the pimps be You'se a thirsty man I'm so empty At your funeral no sympathy They call me Sasquatch please check the watch Please check the time I'm like turpentine And it's burping time you exhausted I know 'Cause I'm overtime and I'm over the line Come over to mine I already left You wanting a rhyme bitch I'm So So Def You ready to shine I'm already blind you already lyin' A nigga ain't buyin' what you selling always open seven eleven When I blow niggas know here come tsunami You got a bucket list my list You that drowning kid at the pool party I'm the carnivore over your body Don't make me don't make me put this foot up your ass What you do Bring it down and bring me my cash You'se a fucking prick but I'm Moby Dick I'm Darth Vader you Obi Wan Kenobi bitch He's Jim Kelly y'all I'm Terry Bradshaw He is baby ass I'm like diaper rash I'm like stinking trash I'm like party crash Like getting caught with hash I'm like your stolen cash I like you feeling bad they call me Schleprock I like the whole country looking at the debt clock Pyroclastic flow this is Pompeii Whoever in the way turn you into clay Call me out my name and that's a hurricane I'll send the wind and the water and the pouring rain I am boring mane I am snoring mane I'm the pain that's wearing off the Novacane I'm the weight you gained I make your titties hang I'm the crowded train that just hit the mane Every time I wanna go get a fuckin' brew I gotta go down to the store with the two Oriental one penny countin' motherfuckers That make a nigga mad enough to 'cause a little ruckus Thinkin' every brother in the world's out to take So they watch every damn move that I make They hope I don't pull out a gat and try to rob They funky little store but bitch I got a job Look you little Chinese motherfucker I ain't tryin' to steal none of yo' shit leave me alone Yo yo check it out So don't follow me up and down your market Or your little chop suey ass'll be a target Of the nationwide boycott Juice with the people that's what the boy got So pay respect to the black fist Or we'll burn your store right down to a crisp And then we'll see ya 'Cause you can't turn the ghetto into black Korea Say look at this I've been cleaning out my nest and I found an old book of my poetry Fresh out of school 'cause I was a high school grad Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad Wish I got paid by rappin' to the nation But that's not likely so here's my application I didn't have no money so now I got to punch the Clock gotta slave and be half a man But whitey says there's no room for the African Always knew that I would clock G's Gotta serve ya food that might give you cancer 'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer Now I pay taxes that you never give me back What about diapers bottles and similac Do I have to sell me a whole lotta crack For decent shelter and clothes on my back Or should I just wait for help from Bush If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche Crack will sell in the neighborhood To the corner house bitches Miss Parker little Joe and Todd Bridges Or anybody that he know So I copped me a bird better known as a kilo Now everybody know I went from po' to a nigga that got dough So now you put the feds against me 'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency I never get love again But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be Republican Now I remember I used to be cool Now senators are gettin' high And your plan against the ghetto backfired So now you got a pep talk But sorry this is our only room to walk 'Cause we don't want a drug push But a bird in the hand is worth more than a Bush Tell the politicians the hustlers live and let live Everything corrupt everything fucked up Everything by the bout' to buck me shit out of luck Go to school the teacher wanna fuck the students Go to church my preacher turned to prostitution The prosecution never read my files That evil ass judge fell asleep at my trial This shit is wild chickens get as sick as the cows Birds fallin out the sky fish dyin' in piles Its fishy politicians smell like my bowels Talkin' that shit really crampin' my styles I got many now I'm pinchin' pennies no doubt I sqeezed Lincoln so hard a fuckin' booger came out Its a shame I used to be on top of my game They took the shirt off my back and replaced it with chains I met Mr. Lee Harvey from the tea party He used to hate Obama til' he felt hurricane Charley When em' dicks is in you know the fix is in For my birthday buy me a politician It's a shame that you got to dish yo' children Everything corrupt everything fucked up Everything by the bout' to buck me shit out of luck Everythang's a scam beat the next man That's capitalism they'll just build a new prison For you slick ass niggas' that's tryin' to beat the system Put you on the front line if you ain't re-enlisting It's hot in hell's kitchen get ready for the lynching Brain-wash media and puppet politician Keep you out of position out of commission By medicine or food that's not a decision The 99 percent is man tryin' to vent Police grab my fuckin' arm then they got bent Now it's in a splint I can't pay my rent The interest on my credit card I ain't made a dent The U.S mint I heard they bout' to print But it's fucked up cause' I won't see a cent I'm sick of gettin' ignored this wall I can't afford I'm going to the pent free room free ward It's wall of confusion my niggas' they losin' I know what ya' doin' they drug abusin' My bitches be choosin' my music be oozin' The thugs be cruzin' they love what ya' doin' It's wall of confusion my niggas' they losin' I know what ya' doin' they drug abusin' My bitches be choosin' my music be oozin' The thugs be cruzin' You know it ain't no stoppin all tha doggs I'm droppin It's Friday night so everythang is poppin I gots ten to spend on the Hen So let tha games begin Yakity yak don't jump back or its on Callin up Earl on tha car phone Mac-10 just got out of court Rollin through tha hood in his super sport bumpin Too $hort Eighteens got tha rearview mirrors vibratin Ain't nuttin to it but tha floss Try to have beef with a fucking bull With no teeth I'm about to pull I'm that dentist this the finish All the spoils go to the winners Don't go mad 'cause my hands are clean I'm the king never flee on the scene Wizard of Oz if you need a brain Need a heart Here's a start Don't you worry if you need the courage Y'all motherfuckers know where you heard it Gangsta thank me now Rap god nigga please take a bow Can't take bullshit from a cow Don't ask who I'mma fuck it out Thurston Howell will get you murdered Come to the boss if you need some work Come to the boss if you need some hurt White collar boy if you check my shirt Here come my sons just like Levert Gotta get my boys up out the dirt Putting the rap game on alert Fuck with them and I will revert Back to the old days back to the old ways Back to the AK's fucking up doorways Sic them youngins on 'em Try to play chicken with a fucking rooster Don't you worry I'm not the shooter I am a fucking computer with a whole army of boosters Nigga got out one piece five piece dime piece 'Cause my crimies move like zombies Don't act like you don't know where to find me Now if you wanna get slimey Look at all the grimey Niggas all behind me You don't wanna go to war so you start to singin why can't we be friends We can be friends pussy ass niggas buy extenze Pray to the God repent your sins Ice Cube ain't like the rest of them Sic them youngins on 'em Fucked up boy that's what you did Why oh why must you swoop through the hood Like everybody from the hood is up to no good You think all the girls around here are trickin Up there lookin like Superchicken At night I see your light through my bedroom window But I ain't got shit but the pad and pencil I can't wait till I hear you say 'Cause everytime that the pigs have got me Y'all rub it in with the flying Nazi Military force but we don't want ya Standin' on my roof with the rocket launcher So fly like an eagle But don't follow us wherever we go The shit that I'm saying make sure it's heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird Now my homey's here to lick on a trick for a Rolex And let me try the fo' next Now the fo' I was driving was hotter than july Looked up and didn't see a ribbon in the sky Saw a chopper with numbers on the bottom I hit the gas and I mashed past Inglewood I think I drove through every single hood South Central Compton and Watts Long Beach bust a U here come the cops Wish I had a genie with about three wishes Metal flake green on D's I look suspicious You know that I'm running Shit I hear it humming Fuck I see it coming Is it a bird Yup Is it a plane No I hit me a right on El Segundo Wanted to holla had to ditch the Impala Let's see if they would folla Me hit a fence hit a fence and another Met me a baby pitbull and his mother Ran up in some peoples house and looked out of the window I wish it was my kinfolk Had to pull a strap on a fool named Louis the Third 'Cause I'm getting chased by the ghetto bird Officer Bird's on his way and I don't wanna see him Could you please give me the keys to the B.M. See I didn't want to gank you But don't make me bank you thank you Tried to get yo the hood and you might guess That a fool like me done shot Cyrus Incognito Ghetto Eagle I bust me a left on Ruthelen Park Went to my homegirl's house and got a hug man She helped me run like Harriet Tubman Looked out the window by the black bed I saw the pigs and the four on a flatbed Then the light from the bird hit me in the face I close the blinds 'cause I didn't wanna catch a case All that night I heard the bird circle While I was eating fish and watching Urkel She said I could sleep on the couch By two A.M. I was digging her out Fuck the ghetto bird Which way is he going now Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird That's that gangsta shit Check the original y'all niggas digital The pyroclastic flow this insane Motherfuckas love me Young ass niggas they wanna thug for me Wish I was the Godfather sell drugs for me But all they can do is tap 'cause for me Look homie you can be my cronie If you figure how to get a check out of Sony Oh Lord thought I was preaching to the choir When I'm in this pulpit I might catch some fire Glass full of gas do you got a lighter Hand full of ass why should I retire The shit I spit might inspire the messiah To throw these lives in a lake full of fire Ain't nothing flier than my fuckin' rims and my tires And a word to the wise you better fuckin' recognize That I been on the block since bitches did the wop Since Floyd and Damien kept rocks in they socks nigga Taught 2Pac how to keep it gangsta I showed Biggie Smalls how to release his anger Who came before me Melle Mel Ice T If Cube ain't top 3 then you's a bitch to me Ice Cube the name will live in infamy Ask the young nigga that invented Eazy-E West Coast bitch yeah that's all me We made it too hard check our family tree See you try to make a Snapple out of all them bad apples Leave you baffled and gaffled And running through your house like it's a motherfuckin' raffle I'm a asshole with Tabasco you the last ho I would ask for If I had to leave Morehouse and walk into a ho house The drink that I pour out the weed that I blow out It's all for my nigga Big Hurt when I show out Picture this in a frame get torn out When I wanna go out red carpets get rolled out So what you from the gutter We all had to struggle if you got a black mother We all had to scrap with our uncles and our brothers Bedroom window no curtains used covers Motherfucker always claim to be the hardest But these motherfuckers never claim to be the smartest I'm a artist that'll paint your rigor mortis You silly rabbit nigga here come the tortoise Fast is smooth and smooth is slow And that's how you get it twenty years in a row Advance how you get twenty years in a hole Bet ten grands that you ass ain't got no soul Grab that cold ass white man steel Cap pills run like an oil spill Big drills found him in the landfill You got thrity years but you my man still Fuck them tears Tony Montana Caught you in Montana extradited to Atlanta This ain't the banana nigga this is Alabama Nail in your coffin when the judge rock the hammer nigga Stop drop and roll it I like bad bitches in that club that control it If you tote it uh huh you get voted And to my haters I'm back moded And we exploded on you motherfuckers We took shots and reloaded on your motherfuckers Ayy I can't hear you talking to me Don't interupt me when I'm talking to the booty And after you pop it please put it in my pocket Look here I need a sponsor we can turn the city out You remind me of my drop top titties out We can run and go spend it now haters Realize it just don't stop see you at them pearly gates Hit the button that make you make you Type a nigga gettin' private dances in the public Hit her from the back grabbing on her shoulders Hair weave killa girl don't you get nervous Cleaning some detergent all my cars got curtains I left her like Ginobili My Rollie cost a car and I don't have a car note I took her from the bar to the car to the condo Brought to you by Drop it like its hot and pick it up like's not production Dealers in funky music and round jiggly shit you can play with You know what West Coast niggas is gon' tell me This is too West Coast Doin my own thing and if you got a problem with that Then the nine go bang bang and I'll be everywhere on the map Don't you know that I rep that Why you got let that boy in the buildin Don't you know that he about to kill 'em Don't you know that he about to hurt y'all feelings Can't find Ren might as well play the villain I'mma get 'em why 'cause I cain't babysit 'em I'mma whip 'em treat 'em like badass children Is it evil Y'all better call them people How I get down just ain't legal Money long sort of like Louis Vuitton I run this shit right here call me marathon I blow like a cherry bomb You a small donation bitch I'm a telethon West Coast million what is he really on Is it that shit that niggas go silly on Hell no the pyroclastic flow is evident And y'all know what I represent Doin my own thing and if you got a problem with that Then the nine go bang bang and I'll be everywhere on the map I rep that West I rep that dub I pack that S Westside Loch Ness I'm a problem Matter fact I'm a mess Los Angeles so scan'lous South Central home of so much potential But if you go there the warfare is mental Bring your wheelchair you probably gon' need it Leave this motherfucker a paraplegic Niggas 'round the world that think they wanna bang Don't get your ass caught up like Lil Wayne I'm too West Coast for the West Coast To Fresno to Sarito's to soul food and burritos I'm down with Angelinos Go downtown and give a bum a C-note This my town I run it you walk it You just now learnin the game I taught it And if you got a problem with this Let me know so I can add your fuckin name on my list All you West Coast deejays check your wrist If you scared to add the big fish to your playlist now Enemies of this industry I'mma Hall of Famer treated like a stranger Fuck that another West Coast banger Who gives a fuck if they play it in Virginia I'mma play it on Denker play it on Western All up Van Ness we'll make your head turn Motherfuckers wanna take our style And run that shit three thousand miles then Rub the shit all in our face Diss award show all at our place Damn can a nigga get a little taste Of some of that shine It look like mine damn Y'all know what it is Is this too West Coast for you motherfuckers Sanctioned by the O.G.'s of America The grand wizard is a certified G That mean genius bitch Now dis one dedicated to de man them call MacGyver And all double-oh-seven James Bond spy man is from de area Maximum respect to de man them call Ice Cube Him nah bust no deuce-deuce no trey-eight but four-four One two three and I come with the wicked Style and you know that I'm from the wicked Crew act like you knew 'Cause I got everybody jumpin' to the voodoo kick it Wicked rhymes picket signs While me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla nines Play ya and I'll slay ya I got the mayor by the hair Lookin for the one that did it But like En Vogue no you're never gonna get it Cos I'm the one with the fat mad skills And I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills Sittin' at the pad just chillin' 'Cause Larry Parker just got two million oh what a feelin' So shake that nigga and pass me the pill And I'll slam dunk ya like Shaquille O'Neal Like it dig it maybe And watch that test tube baby kick it 'Cause I get wicked You know them wicked Ice Cube and Torture Chamber sound Yes them wicked him pick up de mic and buss up de ground Yes them wicked all of them gyal with de sound My name is Don Jaguar and Ice Cube we run de town Don't say nuttin just listen Got me a plan to break Tyson outta prison Come my way and get served Still got a deuce that'll bunny hop the curb Nappy head nappy chest nappy chin never seen with a happy grin Show the fat frown 'cause I'm down take a look around All you see is big black boots steppin Use my steel toe as a weapon Kick ya and flip ya now they want to Label this nigga' tape with the sticker Plus I gotta body count like Ice-T From here to New York I get skins and ain't talkin bout pork Swine pig dig listen to the flow of a so-called negro who didn't know I was funky as Wilson Pickett Dig it 'cause I get wicked People wanna know how come I got a gat and I'm lookin out the window like Malcolm Ready to bring that noise Kinda trigger happy like the Geto Boys And we might just see a sequel 'Cause police got equal hate A chazzer's a pig that don't fly straight Through with Daryl Gates but is Willie Williams Down with the pilgrims Just a super slave We'll have to break his ass up like Super Dave I'm wicked enough to board this 'Cause now it's on to the fullest Gorilla straight from the mist But I don't miss when it comes to uh this Bring the yellow tape The white cape 'cause I'm so straight Through with the picket signs take this job and stick it Bigot 'cause I get wicked So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot Police looking at niggas through a microscope In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope They trying to stop it So what the fuck can I do to make a profit Catch a flight to St. Louis that's cool 'cause nobody knew us We stepped off the plane four gang bangers professional crack slangers Rented a car at wholesale Drove to the ghetto and checked in a motel Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty 'cause where we stayin niggas look shady But they can't fade South Central 'cause bustin a cap is fundamental Checkin out every block close Seein which one will clock the most Yeah this is the one no doubt Now clearin em out meant casualties Still had the LA mentality Bust a cap and out of there in a hurry Wouldn't you know a driveby in Missouri Them fools got popped Took their corner next day set up shop And it's better than slangin in the Valley Triple the profit makin more than I did in Cali Breakin off rocks like Barney Rubble 'Cause them mark-ass niggas don't want trouble And we ain't on edge when we do work Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts Getting bitches and they can't stand a Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana Now the shit's like a war Of gang violence where it was never seen before Punks run when the gat bust Four Jheri curl niggas kickin up dust And some of them are even lookin up to us Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss Giving up much love Dyin for a street that they never heard of But other motherfuckers want to stand strong So you know the phrase once again it's on My homie got shot he's a goner black St. Louis niggas want they corner back Shooting in snowy weather It's illegal business niggas still can't stick together That L.A. ain't all surf and sun But we ain't thinkin bout the boys Feudin like the Hatfields and McCoys Now the shit's gettin tricky 'Cause now they lookin for the colors and the Dickies Damn the spot's gettin hot from the battle About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle But the narcos raid about six in the morning Try to catch a nigga when he's yawnin Put his Glock to my chest as I pause Went to jail in my motherfuckin drawers Tryin to give me fifty-seven years Face'll be full of those tattooed tears It's the same old story and the same old nigga stuck And the public defender ain't givin a fuck The fool must be sparkin Talkin about a double life plea bargain You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G Plus the Black Guerilla family And the white pride don't like no side And it's a riot if anyone of us die No parole or probation Now this is a young man's summer vacation No chance for rehabilitation 'Cause look at the motherfuckin years that I'm facin I'mma end it like this 'cause you know what's up My life is fucked and police eat a dick straight up Your daughter was a nice girl now she is a slut A queen treatin' niggas just like King Tut Gobblin up nuts sorta like a hummingbird Suckin up the Lench Mob crew and I'm comin' third Used to get straight A's now she just skippin' class Oh my do I like to grip the hips and ass Only seventeen with a lot of practice On black boys jimmies and white boys cactus Sorry sir but I gotta be brief A lotta niggas like bustin' nuts in her teeth Drink it up drink it up even though she's Catholic That don't mean shit 'cause she's givin' up the ass quick Quicker than you can say candy The bitch is on my Snicker and oh man she Can take on three men built like He-Men Her little-bitty twat got gallons of semen Fourteen niggas in line ready to bang your Pride-and-joy I mean daddy's little angel Tell the little bitch to bring her ass out the house 'Cause your daughter's known for givin' up the nappy dug out Mister before you make me go I'm here to let you know your little girl is a ho Nympho boy is she bad Get her all alone and out comes the kneepads I know she is a minor and it is illegal But the bitch is worse than Vanessa Del Rio And if you decide to call rape We got the little hooker on tape now Tell the fuckin' slut to please hurry up And wear that dress that's tight on her butt So I can finger-fuck on the way to the bed Been in so many rooms she got a dot on her forehead Face turnin' red from grabbin' them ankles Fuck and get up is how I do them stank-hoes You should hear how she sounds with a cock in her Boots get knocked from here to Czechoslovakia Two are on top one on the bottom First nigga got the boots man you should have shot him 'Cause after I got 'em it was over Now niggas get lucky like a four-leaf clover On daddy's little girl She keeps nuts in her mouth like the bitch was a squirrel So tell Cheryl to bring her ass home 'Cause the line at my house is gettin long Warning when having sexual intercourse with a female like Cheryl You must use jimmy hat condoms We're called jimmy hats have you ever seen us Most guys wear us round rolled up on your penis If you're real smart you will always use us Put me in your wallet before some dummy screws us And goin bare back without the bare facts 'll have creepy crawlers crawlin on your nutsac It's me and two brothers in a pack Or this might happen to you God damn it's a brand new payback From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black How many motherfuckers gotta pay Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK Caps gotta get peeled It ain't no pop 'cause that sucks And you can New Jack swing on my nuts Down wit the niggas that I bail out I'm platinum bitch and I didn't have to sell out 'Cause you know when my nine goes buck It'll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from twelve stories up Now let's see who'll drop Punk motherfuckers tryin' to ban hip-hop I'm the one that stand with the gun in hand Make sure before you buck wit duck quick Punk 'cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with I'ma let y'all know one thing man Hell yeah it's on you better tell 'em Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the motherfuckin L.M It's the number one crew in the area Make a move for your gat and I'll bury ya Ashes to ashes dirt to dirt Punks roll when I put in work 'Cause Lench Mob niggas are the craziest And y'all motherfuckers can't fade my shit South Central that's where the Lench Mob dwell Hittin fools up with the big ass L One time can't hold me back Sweatshirt khakis and crokersacs Stop givin' juice to the Raiders 'Cause Al Davis never paid us I hope he wear a vest Muthafuckin' crew muthafuckin' mob Do a muthafuckin' job in a muthafuckin' squad And I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with Drop a old school beat Like I said it's a brand new payback Sir Jinx grew a little bit taller True motherfuckin' baller And hoes can't roll on Don't let me catch Daryl Gates in traffic I gotta have it to peel his cap backwards I hope he wear a vest too and his best blue Goin up against the Zulu Break his spine like a jellyfish Kick his ass til I'm smellin shit Off wit the head off wit the head I say And watch the devil start kickin' Run around like a chicken Grand Dragon finger lickin' Yo turn him over wit a spatula Now we got Kentucky Fried Cracker Mess with the Cube you get punked quick Pig 'cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with God damn another fuckin' payback with a twist Them motherfuckers shot but the punks missed Ice Cube is out-gunned what is the outcome Will they do me like Malcolm 'Cause I bust styles new styles standin' strong While others Run a Hundred Miles But I never run never will Media tried to do me But I was a Boy-in-the-Hood before the movie yeah Call me nigga bigot and a spook But you the one that voted for Duke motherfucker White man is somethin' I tried to study But I got my hands bloody yeah They said I could sing like a jaybird But nigga don't say the J-word I thought they was buggin' 'Cause to us Uncle Sam is Hitler without an oven Burnin' our black skin Buy my neighborhood then push the crack in Doin' us wrong from the first day And don't understand why a nigga got an AK Callin' me an African-American Like everything is fair again shit Devil you got to get the shit right I'm black Blacker than a trillion midnights Don't Believe the Hype was said in eighty-eight By the great Chuck D now they're tryin' to fuck me Just a match and a little bit of gasoline It's a great day for genocide That's the day all the niggas died They killed JFK in nineteen sixty-three So what the fuck you think they'll do to me But I'm the O.G. and I bust back Gimme room in the fire of the sun Here the mack come here the black come watch Jack run Motherfuckers can't gank me Fuck a devil fuck a rebel and a yankee Overrun and put the Presidency After needin that I'm down wit O.P.P. yeah I met Farrakhan and had dinner Now you ask if I'm a Five Percenter No but I go where the brothers go Down with Compton Mosque Number fifty-four Made a little dough still got a sister on my elbow A black woman is my manager not in the kitchen So could you please stop bitchin' You missed and didn't hit Da Lench Mob either without Jungle Fever But I got the fever for the flavor of a cracker Not a Pringle bust the single here's my new jingle Using niggas like turkey shoots My motto is to treat them like a prostitute Now if I say no violence devil you won't respect mine Fuck the dumb shit and get my Tec-9 And if they approach us I bury those cockroaches And if you can't deal with my Kill at Will Here's a new gift to get try my Death Certificate Like Jordan I'm goin' coast to coast Here comes the nigga with the motherfuckin' monster dunk Daryl Gates got the studio surrounded 'cause he don't like the niggas that I'm down with Motherfucker wanna do us 'cause I like Nat Huey Malcolm and Louis Most got done by a black man's bullet Give a trigger to a nigga and watch him pull it Negro assassin I'mma dig a ditch bitch and throw yo' ass in When they shoot no it won't be a cracker They use somebody much blacker What I do I called up the Geto Boy crew 'Cause My Mind's Playing Tricks On Me too Never died surround my crib And F.O.I. makin' sure nobody creep when I sleep Keep a 9 millimeter in my Jeep When I roll I gots to roll deep Ain't goin out cheap They'll never get me they'll never hit me Now I'm relaxed Sittin' by the window 'cause it's so fuckin' hot And then I heard a shot boom Ay yeah you motherfucker It's the nigga ya love to hate with a new song So what really goes on Nothing but a come-up but ain't that a bitch They hate to see a young nigga rich But I refuse to switch even though 'Cause I can't move to the snow 'Cause soon as y'all get some dough Ya wanna put a white bitch on your elbow Moving out your neighborhood But I walk through the ghetto and the flavor's good Little kids jumping on me But you wanna be white and corny Living way out 'cause Nigga go home was spray-painted on your house Trying to be white or a Jew But ask yourself who are they to be equal to Get the hell out Stop being a Uncle Tom you little sell-out House nigga scum Give something back to the place where you made it from Before you end up broke Fuck around and get your ghetto pass revoked I ain't saying no names you know who you are you little punk Be true to the game When you first start rhyming it started off slow and then you start climbing But it wasn't fast enough I guess so you gave your other style a test You was hardcore hip-hop Now look at yourself boy you done flip-flopped Giving our music away to the mainstream Don't you know they ain't down with the team They just sent they boss over Put a bug in your ear and now ya crossed over On MTV but they don't care They'll have a new nigga next year Ya out in the cold No more white fans and no more soul And you might have a heart attack When you find out the black folks don't want you back And you know what's worse You was just like the nigga in the first verse Stop sellin' out ya race And wipe that stupid-ass smile off your face Niggas always gotta show they teeth Now I'ma be brief be true to the game A message to the Oreo cookie Find a mirror and take a look G Do you like what you see But you're quick to point the finger at me You wanna be the big fish you little guppy Black man can't be no yuppie You put on your suit and tie and your big clothes You don't associate with the Negroes You wanna be just like Jack But Jack is calling you a nigga behind your back So back off genius I don't need you to correct my broken English You know that's right You ain't white So stop holding your ass tight 'Cause you can't pass So why you keep trying to pass With your black ass But in reality you're shorter than a midge You only got yourself to blame Get a grip Oreo and be true to the game Little boys and girls they all love me And let me tell ya a story or two About a punk-ass nigga I knew Named Jack he wasn't that nimble wasn't that quick Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick Ran up the street 'cause he was piping hot Met a bitch named Jill on the bus stop Dropped a line or two and he had the ho At that type of shit he's a pro So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch a lil nap Dumb bitch gave him the claps Then he had to go see Dr. Bombay Got a shot in the ass and he was on his way To make some money why not Down on Sesame Street the dope spot There he saw the lady who lived in a shoe Sold dope out the front but in back marijuana grew For the man that was really important Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes He broke out Little Bo Peep smoked out Saw her and her friends sellin sheepskins Yo I got them sheepskins Yo baby what's up with that Hickory dickory dock it was twelve o'clock Cinderella ain't home must be givin up the cock I don't doubt it she is kind of freaky of course Had a fight with Snow White she was fuckin her dwarfs Saw a fight over colors too Red Riding Hood and Little Boy Blue A bad influence Yo I don't know But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the story should go Yeah money that's it yeah money that's it This is Little Russ in the house Rock that shit homey rock that shit Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall With a joint drinkin some eight-ball Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville Lookin for the wolf to kill They're fucked up and they want revenge Them and Humpty used to be friends Now they're enemies 'cause he's a traitor Pulled out the Uzi cruised by and sprayed him Cinderella hoeing for the fellas And Mister Rogers is gettin mighty jealous Of the cash that the pigs were makin Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon 'Cause Mister Rogers found out quick That Humpty Dumpty was blown to bits They said that the motherfuckin wolf was next So Mister Rogers better watch his step So he let the wolf know We're gonna fuck up the pigs and take their ho 'Cause Cinderella is much too fast Before twelve givin up ass Double barrels all loaded and cocked As soon as they show they gonna get popped They bailed down Sesame Street and caught em Little Boy Blue is up front givin orders Little did they know Cinderella was a fink She called the cops and got thrown in the clink A bad influence Yo I don't know But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories should go Aiyyo man was that dope enough for you Yeah you aight you in the house Yeah you better go home before I whoop your little bad ass Some bedtime story huh It's a nice place to visit but I wouldn't wanna live here Ay good ol' Mother Goose remember her I fucked her This ain't Sinatra This ain't the Carter I am the chaperone niggaWho brought ya I am the author This is Holy water From the Holy FatherThe Rock of Gibraltar Step up to the altar Step up to the slaughter Get circumsize son and turned into a daughter Niggas know they oughta drink the fucking Kool-Aid Industry laid out authorities are too late MC's passed the due date Niggas They do hate You are Bobby Boucher I'm the Mane like Gucci I rock the Louis But not like Kanye Nigga see me kinda likeHarry Belafonte Yeah 'cause they know a nigga ain't play-doe Shots all fatal Is this Laredo Boarder town knock them down just like Lego's I ain't the Doctor This ain't the patient This ain't that nigga always on vacation This ain't no white boy's rehabilitation This is crazier than a boat full of Haitians This is inflation mixed with degradation This ain't no dead rappers reincarnation I heard it was a New West Coast I ain't worried I murder more stars than Conrad Murray I got more bars than the penitentiary I wrote this shit without a rhyme dictionary Young bucks try to step up to the harim Looking for some pussy I'm an old buck I dare them Ice Cube comin' with the half ounce Not Just Knee Deep Jeep fulla smog Like ya behind heard it through the grapevine How much longer will you be mine And I'mma tell ya I don't like drama So do I have to put my handcuffs on your mama 'Cause Bertha Butt did her fuckin' boogie with her crew But I'd rather fuck you boo And make you say humdrum tweedee dum Humdrum don't succumb when I'm done buckin' shit One nation under a groove gettin down for the fuck of it Tear the roof of this motherfucker like we did last night son And hit you with the bop gun Here's my chance to dance my way Out of my constriction Gonna be freakin' up and down Hang up really late The groove I only got We shall all be moved Ready or not here we come Gettin down for the one which we believe in One nation under a groove Gettin down just for the funk of it One nation and we're on the move Nothin can stop us now Dance sucka dance Givin' you more of what you're funkin' for Do you promise the funk Nothin but the funk Ready or not here we come Gettin down on the one which we believe in If you hear any noise it's just me and the boys Playin with our toys Under the sun under the sun So rough so tough when I get down The disco fiend with the monster sound I wants to get fucked up when I'm chillin' whoa The bigger the headache the bigger the pill-in You let her funk me 'cause my funk is the best Comin from the West Kickin that shit be occupied dedicated to the preservation motion of hips Hittin them dips cd skips but I'm straight As I bounce rock skate now I'll toast to that If it's rough make the girls say But ya got to be you got to be a freak of the week For the top gun hit you with the bop gun One nation under a groove Here's my chance to dance my way Out of my constriction Do not attempt to adjust your radio There ain't nothin' wrong so hit the bong Waitin' on the double dutch bus for a ride As the buffalo bitch go round the outside Put a glide in your stride and a dip in your hip Got Daytons on the mothership And you can ring my bell if you need me to pass The dutchie on the left hand side for the sale 'Cause nobody knows where the nose goes when the doors close Dog chow got the hoes Lookin' for the theme from the Black Hole Now I'll big bang you with my black pole Flashlight red light we don't like cops on the bike Just made bail tonight So whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail I'm gonna have some funwith the bop gun Ready or not here we come Getting down on the one which we believe in One nation under a groove Gettin down just for the funk of it One nation and we're on the move One nation under a groove Gettin down just for the funk of it One nation and we're on the move Nothin can stop us now One nation and we're on the move Once upon a time in the projects yo I damn near had to wreck a ho It's Ice Cube come to pay a little visit to ya And what's up with the niggas in the parking lot I sat on the couch but it wasn't stable And then I put my Nikes on the coffee table Her brother came in he's into gangbangin I don't bang I write the good rhymes The whole scenery reminded me of Good Times I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut By a young nigga that needs to pull his pants up He threw up a set and then he was gone I'm thinkin to myself won't this bitch bring her ass on Her mother came in with a joint in her mouth And fired up the sess it was sess no doubt She said please excuse my house and all that I said yeah 'cause I was buzzed from the contact Lookin at a fucked up black and white Her mom's bitchin 'cause the county check wasn't right She had another brother that was three years old And had a bad case of the runny nose He asked me who I was then I had to pause It smelled like he took a shit in his little drawers I saw her sister who really needs her ass kicked Only thirteen and already pregnant I grabbed my forty out the bag and took a swig 'Cause I was getting overwhelmed by BeBe Kids They was runnin' and yellin' and playin' and cussin' And tellin' and look at this young punk bailin' I heard a knock on the door without the password And her mom's got the twelve guage Mossberg And the bitch came out with a bag of yayo She made the drop and got the twenty dollars From a smoked-out fool with ring around the collar The girl I was waiting for came out I got my coat and suddenly The cop busted in and had a Mac-10 pointed at my dome And I said to myself once again it's on He threw me on the carpet and wasn't cuttin no slack Jumped on my head and put his knee in my back First he tried to slap me up wrap me up rough me up They couldn't do it so they cuffed me up I said fuck how much abuse can a nigga take Hey yo officer you're making a big mistake Since I had on a shirt that said I was dope He thought I was selling base and couldn't hear my case She started draggin and all of a sudden We all got tossed in the paddy wagon Now I beat the rap but that ain't the point I had a warrant so I spent 2 weeks in the joint Now the story you heard has one little object Don't fuck with a bitch from the projects Just waking up in the mornin gotta thank God I don't know but today seems kinda odd No barkin from the dogs no smog And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog I got my grub on but didn't pig out Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out Hooked it up for later as I hit the do' Thinkin will I live another twenty-fo' I gotta go 'cause I got me a drop top And if I hit the switch I can make the ass drop Had to stop at a red light Lookin in my mirror and not a jacker in sight And everything is alright I got a beep from Kim and she can do it all night Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all Which park are y'all playin basketball Get me on the court and I'm trouble Last week messed around and got a triple double Freakin brothers everyway like M.J I can't believe today was a good day That's right Creep to the pad and hit the showers Didn't even get no static from the cowards 'Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me Saw the police and they rolled right past me No flexin didn't even look in a brother's direction As I ran the intersection Went to $hort Dog's house they was watchin Yo MTV Raps What's the haps on the craps Shake 'em up shake 'em up shake 'em up shake 'em Roll 'em in a circle of homies and watch me break 'em Seven even back do' Lil' Joe Picked up the cash flow Then we played bones and I'm yellin domino Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A Today was a good day Hehe Left my homie's house paid Picked up a girl been tryin to do since the twelve grade It's ironic I had the brew she had the chronic The Lakers beat the Supersonics Felt on the big fat fanny Pulled out the jammy and killed the punanny And my jimmy runs deep so deep So deep put her butt to sleep Woke her up around one She didn't hesitate to call Ice Cube the top gun Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion I was glad everything had worked out Dropped her butt off and then chirped out Today was like one of those fly dreams Didn't even see a berry flashin those high beams No helicopter lookin for the murder Two in the mornin got the Fatburger Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp Drunk as hell but no throwin up Half way home and my pager still blowin up Today I didn't even have to use my A.K I gotta say it was a good day Damn I'm broke and my feet hurt And that bitch is slipping It makes me wanna creep Damn I'm such a G it's pathetic Here comes the big-headed Nigga that's dipping Sipping on Courvoisier Goddamn I must have to floss today Now pimping ain't easy but it's necessary So I'm chasing bitches like Tom chased Jerry I'll put the pedal to the floor In my two-tone Ford Explorer You know how it's done Sounds bumping Ain't that something She's flying in the Blazer Like go Speed Racer But I ain't gonna chase her Like Racer X But I won't flex Til it's time to have sex So when you wanna get together 'Cause you know a nigga like me Is down for whatever And I'm down for whatever When I was little I didn't wanna be like Mike I wanted to be like Ike 'cause Papa Was A Rolling Stone in the sixties And he liked green like Bill Bixby Told me that my best friend was a ten and a twenty Pockets never skinny Played Let's Get It On in the living room And when he got drunk you'd better give him room 'Cause he'll turn the party out saying This is my muthafuckin house And y'all gots to go through the door And if you can't find the door He'll help you with the Magnum Talking much shit on the grass And straight down to blast I'm still in my PJs He's in a turtleneck sweater And we down for whatever And I'm down Solid Pro is down for whatever The Don Jagwarr is down for whatever And it don't seem to stop I don't talk a lot of shit But when it's time to get busy with these hoes let's go 'Cause I'd rather see a skinhead dead Then my niggas wearing blue or red 'Cause I got the gift To hit these hoes swift And I'm smelling like a fifth of something Yeah that's right I'm standing in the store Koreans act so nice 'Cause I got potentials to blow up a Winchells I'm Cool Like Dat like Digable Planets But don't take a nigga for granted 'Cause whether it's a verdict or the L.A. four You just don't know That this rapping-ass nigga will change with the weather And be down for whatever Turn on the radio take a listen What you're missing Personally I'm sick of the ass-kissing What I'm kicking to you won't get rotation Nowhere in the nation Program directors and DJ's ignored me 'Cause I simply said fuck Top Forty And top thirty top twenty and top ten Until you put more hip-hop in Then I might grin but don't pretend that you're down with the C And go and dis me in a magazine How could you figure the brother could dig ya DJ face down in the river No it's not a threat but a promise I'm as Crazy as they come see Mama didn't love me All I got is my nine And to calm the savage beast here's the Alpine Tune in to the radio listen for a minute Yo G stick a fucking tape in it 'Cause all the radio do is gangle If you're out there kicking it with the brothers You don't care about lovers You wanna hear a young nigga on the mic Going buck wild Throwing and flowing and showing new styles That's where I'm coming from Reality that's what they're running from So if you're down with Ice Cube let me know that you know Yo turn off the radio You know what You know what Basically those black guys and those rap guys They don't know what the fuck they're doing I hate those fuckers Especially that one guy Ice Cube I hate that fucker Get him off the air get him off get him off Get that rap shit out of here Yeah I just wanted to call to say fuck the radio There's no stoppin what can't be stopped No killin what can't be killed You can run but you can't hide From the Westside night stalker shit talker Run and tell them it's the L.M Nigga with the gat and I'm back Off the everyday prey that I slay Rollin with a fo' chase ya through South Central Monkey-wrench ho should know that she'll get the bozack 'Cause I'm not stavin but fuck that Johnny Carson ho Never had me on the Late Night Show Comin with the shit that'll hit There goes the neighborhood Nigga with the third album how come he don't fall off Rollin with the sawed-off gauge Turn the page of the chapter caught up in the rapture But you know Anita she can get the peter Eat 'em up yum and you're floored Motherfuck Billboard and the editor here comes the Predator Yo I'm out but I'll be back Check your head for the new style Fuck Laurence Powell and Briseno Wind and Koon pretty soon We'll fuck them like they fucked us and won't kiss 'em Riots ain't nothin but diets for the system Fightin with the beast no justice no peace If any even if we fuck up Denny Niggas are sick of your white man tricks with no treat That's right now it's in sight You call me a Muslim no I'm not a resident Still got my vote in Farrakhan for president Of white America I'm tearing ya a new asshole Who's the nigga with the new black Strollin to your suburb house and I douse With gas now who's cleanin up trash Eat 'em up yum and you're floored Motherfuck Billboard and the editor here comes the Predator Got my black rag showin and I'm hoin Ira Reiner I'm meaner than a motherfuckin hyena chasin antelope Put my chrome to your dome watch it bust like a cantaloupe I can't stand a rope so don't try to hang 'em Talk about dogs boy I can slang 'em Chocolate I get crazy when I catch wreck So who is Ice Cube I'm a rapper actor macker Got a little problem with the redneck cracker did the tallywacker Jerry Heller is a devil shit-packer Comin with a crazy pitch And the Statue of Liberty ain't nothin but a lazy bitch Don't wanna give up the crack to the black But you'll call it racial if we go and rape the ho But eat 'em up yum and you're floored Motherfuck Billboard and the editor I am the Predator Many motherfuckers criticize pros and how they play And many motherfuckers criticize rappers and what they say Even though they criticize secretly they fantasize But they know they'll never be paid to play Yeah I'mma kill one of you young punks With an old school flow Though I walk through the shadow of death I gotta make sure that my shoes and my outfit fresh You bitches get jealous when you see me coming Y'all would too if you see my woman Now y'all know we about to do what we do This shit right here bout as sick as the flu Drunk motherfuckers wanna vomit on my shoe Niggas can't have shit probably 'cause of you Rappers go to jail like Oprah go to Yale Steffan Policy don't ask don't tell Wears my Wallabees as I go get the mail Half black is the new black can't you tell It was blue black like Wesley Snipes in New Jack Now you got to have a white mama just to do that Tiger Woods he used to be a safe nigga Go ahead let your daughter have a date with him He'll make with her probablly in a wife beater Tiger bout to change his name to cheater I don't like it when you call me Big Poppa From South Central and I hate helicopters If we at school I'll break in your locker See me with a water bottle it's probably vodka Drink responsibly or drink constantly Be who you wanna be in this economy Drunk as Sean Connery at the finery Can't throw me out motherfucker I'm the honoree Trust me I'll never be the nominee I don't kiss enough ass I'm too ornery Ice cube be where the piranhas be Swimming upstream eatin' all kind of meat West Coast treat it like hyenas Take what you want from these lying ass cheaters Eat the fuck out these fake-ass beavers That's how we act when you don't wanna feed us Crazy motherfucker ever since I was a fetus Might as well join us you ain't gonna beat us Please believe us you can ask Jesus I'mma be here 'bout as long as Regis Understand I never pledge of allegiance To this ball of confusion might 'cause a contusion boy I see you're cruising for a bruising Fucking with a principal that don't like students Don't you know detention is a lynching And if I forget to mention then I'm spending out my pension The reason I hone in 'Cause this right here ain't no country for young men Sonny you done fucked up the Church's money I'm Redd Foxx and you that big dummy This junkyard was an empire Y'all let it get overran by vampires Most MCs is goddamn lies Like them fucking supervisors working up at Kaiser Bitch I'm not a Dodger I'm a Laker punk You'se a fucking clipper you can call me Jack The Ripper Cut you up by your guiser then down by your liver Rooter to the tooter gut you like flipper Dipper y'all better treat me like the skipper Hair trigger for e'ry nigga E'ry honkey and e'ry critter I come through and kill every litter Like that like that like that I'm in that Hot thing gutter lane Dippin' with that wood grain So fuckin' hood mayne They call me The Boogeyman In that slow lane what is your whole name I forgot this ho's name I'll call her Louise Lane Ice Cube comin' through gotta make the hoes wait Roll at my own pace nigga don't hate Fuck all you fat-fuckers leanin' up against my paint Ice Cube I steal a little paint Fuck you Pour a nigga a lil' drink That's how it's goin' down out here in California Listen to my people when a nigga hit the corner Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the flyest one of all Now pull in the parking lot Nigga find a parking spot Fired up everyone want to spark a lot Lookin' for a big fat ass to harass When we roll by pussy still cookin' Freaks get tooken when they lookin' for stars If you don't like my face bitch look at my car Keep it simple I told you once befo' It really don't matter how I get you to the mo' It really don't matter how I get you in my low Just hop in let's go And let your friends know Do ya thing girl Fuck what they lookin' at We the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat West Coast baby with so much gravy You should call The Navy ever since the eighties I've been doin' good they been doin' bad When I see you walk by I'm pursuin' that But never chase it my game is so basic As soon as I lace it baby wanna taste it Just face it put me to the test Ice Cube would ace it I'm built for success Fuck a Rockstar We wanna party like a Rap Star In the club in the house or the backyard You make it rain with ones I make it rain with hun's And we get lap-dance from nuns They put away they crucifix Do ya thing mayne Fuck what they lookin' at Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the flyest one of all Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the flyest one of all I see you lookin' at me We don't give a fuck What you lookin' at We gonna give it up Could you tell me who unleashed our animal instinct And the white man sittin' there tickled pink Laughin' at us on the avenue Bustin' caps at each other after havin' brew We can't enjoy ourselves Too busy jealous at each other's wealth Comin' up is just in me But the Black community is full of envy Too much back-stabbin' While I look out the window I see all the Japs grabbin' Every vacant lot in my neighborhood Build a store and sell their goods To the county recips You know us po niggas nappy hair and big lips Four or five babies on your crotch And you expect Uncle Sam to help us out We ain't nothin' but porchmonkeys To the average bigot redneck honky You say comin' up is a must But before we can come up take a look at US And all y'all dope-dealers You're as bad as the police 'cause ya kill us You got rich when you started slangin' dope But you ain't built us a supermarket So when can spend our money with the blacks Too busy buyin' gold an' Cadillacs That's what ya doin' with the money that ya raisin' Exploitin' us like the Caucasians did Died last year from gang-related crimes That's why I got gang-related rhymes But when I do a show to kick some facts Us Blacks don't know how to act Sometimes I believe the hype man We mess it up ourselves and blame the white man But don't point the finger you jiggaboo Take a look at yourself ya dumb nigga you Pretty soon hip-hop won't be so nice No Ice Cube just Vanilla Ice And yall sit and scream and cuss But there's no one to blame but US US will always sing the blues 'Cause all we care about is hairstyles and tennis shoes And if ya step on mine ya pushed a button 'Cause I'll beat you down like it ain't nothin Just like a beast But I'm the first nigga to holler out I beat my wife and children to a pulp When I get drunk and smoke dope Got a bad heart condition Still eat hog-dogs and chitlin's Bet my money on the dice and the horses Jobless so I'm a hope for the armed forces Go to church but they tease us Wit' a picture of a blue-eyed Jesus They used to call me Negro After all this time I'm still bustin' up the chiffarobe No respect and ignored And I'm havin' more babies than I really can afford In jail 'cause I can't pay the mother Held back in life because of my color Now this is just a little summary Of US but yall think it's dumb of me To hold a mirror to ya face but trust Nobody gives a fuck about Not guilty the filthy devils tried to kill me When the news get to the hood the niggas will be Hotter than cayenne pepper cuss bust Kickin up dust is a must I can't trust a cracker in a blue uniform Stick a nigga like a unicorn Born wicked Laurence Powell foul Cut his fuckin throat and I smile Go to Simi Valley and surely Somebody knows the address of the jury Make him eat the barrel modern day feral Now he's zipped up like Leather Tuscadero Pretty soon we'll catch Sergeant Koon Shoot him in the face run up in him with a broomstick prick devils ain't shit Introduce his ass to the AK dick Two days niggas layed in the cut To get some respect we had to tear this muthafucka up I gotta Mac-10 for Officer Wind Damn his devil ass need to be shipped back to Kansas In a casket crew cut faggot Now he ain't nothin but food for the maggots Lunch punch Hawaiin lyin Niggas ain't buyin ya story bore me Tearin up shit with fire shooters looters Now I got a laptop computer I told you it would happened and you heard it read it But all you can call me was anti-semitic Regret it Nope said it Yep Listen to my big black boots as I step Niggas had to break you off somethin give Bush a push But your National Guard ain't hard You had to get Rodney to stop me 'cause you know what We woulda to' this muthafucka up And I know white men can't dunk now I'm stealin blunts And a cake from Betty Crocker Orville Reddenbacher Don't fuck with the black-owned stores but hit the Foot Lockers Steal motherfuck Fire Marshall Bill Oh what the hell throw the cocktail I smell smoke Got the fuck out Ice Cube lucked out My nigga had his truck out didn't get stuck out In front of that store with the Nikes and Adidas Oh Jesus Western Surplus got the heaters Meet us so we can get the 9's and the what-nots Got the Mossberg with the double-eyed buckshot Ready for Darryl and like Baretta would say Keep your eye on the barrel a sparrow Don't do the crime if you can't do the time But I'm rollin so that's a fucked-up slogan The Hogan's Heroes spotted the guerilla By the Sizzler hittin up police killer The super-duper nigga that'll buck We had to tear this muthafucka up so what the fuck All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash Livin' large tellin' me to get out the gang I'm a nigga gotta live by the trigga How the fuck do you figure That I can say peace and the gunshots will cease Every cop killer goes ignored They just send another nigga to the morgue A point scored they could give a fuck about us They rather catch us with guns and white powder If I was old they'd probably be a friend of me Since I'm young they consider me the enemy They kill ten of me to get the job correct To serve protect and break a nigga's neck 'Cause I'm the one with the trunk of funk You should listen to me 'cause there's more to see Call my neighborhood a ghetto 'cause it houses minorities The other color don't know you can run but not hide These are tales from the darkside All of us are endangered damn You wanna free Africa I'll stare at ya 'Cause we ain't got it too good in America I can't fuck with them overseas My homeboy died over keys Of cocaine it was plain and simple The 9mm went to the temple was the sound I put the bitch down And ran to the schoolyard bathroom Looked in the trash can yo it had room So I ducked my ass in it for a minute Covered with trash I had to lay back Mad as fuck thinkin' about the payback Tonight the crew gonna have a little fun I went home and cut the barrel of my shotgun It's gettin' critical I stole a 5.0 I let it go drive real slow The shotgun kicked and it murdered motherfuckers I told you last album When I got a sawed-off bodies are hauled off Its a shame that niggas die young But to the light side it don't matter none It'll be a drive by homicide But to me its just another tale from the darkside Standing in the middle of war in the middle we flex When we die we won't make Jet Ebony can't see to the light side The term they apply to us is a nigga Call it what you want 'cause I'm comin' from the corner Same applies to a Ph.D Who's black don't wanna roll sells his soul Watch his head go rollin' Who the fuck are they foolin' Nobody knows but I suppose the color of my clothes Matches the color of the one on my face As they wonder whats under my waist of them gettin' brown That's a fact got a fear of the bozack Run their ass off they can not hide Yeah Cube they can't fuck with the darkside Stay off his dick Nigga some don't think I can flow so here we go To a new track to show the wack that I can throw Styles that show up I blow up and blast here Niggas still tripping off the shit I said last year About a bitch is a bitch is a ho is a slut And I don't like niggas on my nuts So I dedicate this one to the groupie And the Charlie all on my Snoopy They surround me and make a big fuss Now I was taught back on my block That you don't ride on nobody's jock For anything they do fuck him and his crew Unless you were gettin paid too I'm not saying this to diss each and every fan Women you can ride men be a man Shake my hand and make it a firm shake 'Cause if you're hanging near I'mma tell you loud and clear Get off my dick nigga and tell your bitch to come here Motherfucker back up off me I'm not signing no autographs I'm not giving no free t-shirts And I'm not having none of this bullshit you're talking It seems like all the little hoes fall in love With my money 'cause yo about a year ago I was just your ordinary average everyday crazy ass broke But you know I just can't be equal 'Cause they know I know a lot of famous people But to a one-night stand there's no sequel Here's the pickle pretend it's a Popsicle See for a fat booty I do damage They think I'm a star so I take advantage It's just another Ice Cube groupie fest She's a ho 'cause they knew her at the front desk Told her to meet me at the red-rum And the bitch showed up with her boyfriend I let him in all he could do was grin He had a camera a t-shirt a pad and pen Yo Ice Cube can you sign this I only did it 'cause his bitch was the finest She blew me a kiss and gave a bitter frown How can we get rid of this clown Me and her sat down he got a little jealous 'Cause his punk ass sat in the middle of us And he asked me question after question It felt like a motherfucking interview session Then his girl got up I heard the door shut And he was still there swinging from my nuts Get off my dick nigga and tell your bitch to come here I see me about ten mark ass motherfucking fans Knock on the door talking about whassup Yo man it was about a hundred and twenty dicks man Niggas start niggas coming out of hotel rooms without no bitches They can get gaffled like they in a motherfucking raffle Yo I respect the respectable If your girl is all on my dick check the ho 'Cause all I got is hard dick and bubblegum Just ran out my last stick is where I'm coming from I'm not telling you to diss Mr. Ice Cube 'Cause you know I'm the one that can show and prove Now groupie girls I just make em wait But the groupie boys I can't tolerate I hate it so much I'mma start giving stitches To the niggas that's staring like bitches 'Cause I'm not a fairy a Mary or a faggot Gimme the eye I'll fly and tag it Now you see Jocking ain't healthy 'Cause you think that I'm young and I'm wealthy With juice so I see you try to run behind But I'mma tell you punk you gets none of mine 'Cause I was taught see a fool use a fool By the niggas who terrorized the old school So don't try me or buy me a beer Just stay off my dick nigga Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder What's the date and time it don't matter Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying to sort To make a long story short Ran into this girl named Carla Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala She said what's up yeah what's the deal Check the hairdo of course it ain't real Then I looked down she was fat in the front I asked how long well about seven months Oh how time flies when you're having fun Paying a gang on child support Then I thought deep about giving up the money What I need to do is kick the bitch in the tummy Naw 'cause then I'd really get faded That's murder one 'cause it was premeditated So what I'mma do I don't have a clue How many months left damn only two Ay yo homey man I'm getting faded It's crazy 'cause before I could sleep with her I had to duck and dodge and try to creep with her See the booty and the front was all in place But the girl had the pitbull face So we ran jumped drove swam crawled hid Oh lord god forbid My homies see me at the motel 'Cause those fools would love to just go tell Everybody in the hood that knows your rep So jump in the back seat and quiet is kept And hold your big fat butt steady 'Cause yo ho I got the paper bag ready She started moaning and gobbling like a turkey I knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque I dropped her off man and I'm knowing That I'm a hate myself in the morning I got drunk to help me forget Yo another day another hit shit Ay yo you know what time it is Nine months later she's ready to drop the load And everybody in the hood already knows It's supposed to be mine so they laughing at me You know Ice Cube can't be having that G I'm thinking to myself why did I bang her Now I'm in the closet looking for the hanger I'm gettin fed up bitch 'Cause I know you're tryin' to break me But if I find out your tryin' to fake me I'm a buff that duff and hoot Beat ya down and leave a crown or two That night she went into labor And the shit is getting kinda major The baby came out damn it was a lifesaver Looking like my next-door neighbor She said it was mine that was her best guess But let's check the results of the blood test I started smiling yeah 'cause it read negative Damn why did I let her live After that I should've got the gat And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap But no I just told the ho who laid me Excuse me bitch it's a switch I ain't never got gaffled like that I used to do the gafflin' McDonald's is my spot Jack them motherfuckers for them Nissan trucks You are the prince of darkness Arch enemy father of evil Hell born demonic savage fierce vicious wild Tameless barbaric uncontrollabe obstinate beast Horny little devil you gotta back up Horny little devil you can't bust a nut Lookin' at my girlfriend's black skin You wanna jump in but she don't like white men So don't flirt at work you fuckin' jerk Or get your punk devil ass hurt motherfucker She ain't with the pale face 'Cause y'all fuck at a snail's pace And you might get sprayed with mace from the ebony So when she's doing her job you better let her be Don't try to pinch the gluterus Thinkin' that you about to knock out the uterus 'Cause she'll tell you to kiss her ass quick And where I'm from devils get they ass kicked Mr. Sexual Harrasment Asking for a blow and when the answer is fuck no Looks like you wanna terminate But that's when I go Psycho like Norman Bates I wanna kill the devil for talkin' shit 'Cause he can't get a taste of the chocolate African breasts 'cause white bitches have no butt and no chest Black women have bodies like goddesses Sorta like Venus but put away your penis 'Cause the devil is a savage motherfucker That's why I'm lighter than the average brother 'Cause you raped our women and we felt it But it'll never happen again if I can help it 'Cause nobody in my neighborhood has caught jungle fever yet So horny little devil you better listen Before yo' ass come up missin' And it's like that Now you wanna get me Horny little devil must be a faggot Tryin to fuck me out my land and my manhood Have me broke eatin' Spam and canned goods Locking down on my neighborhoods Treat me less than a man 'cause right now you got the upper hand But my ass is a virgin You might have fucked the Indians But you can't surgeon me And when I'm on top I won't be fuckin ya I'd rather put a buck in ya 'Cause I hate the devil with a passion And when I see the whites of his eyes I start blastin' Dig a hole and throw his ass in And I won't be happy till I'm down to my last ten Get his fuckin' pitchfork Tie him up and then feed the bitch pork Little devil can't fuck me out my pay 'Cause horny little devil true niggas ain't gay And you can't play with my Yo-Yo And definitely can't play with me you fuckin' homo 'Cause we'll blow your head off And turn that white sheet 'to a red cloth Plus when they're all dead I can cut that Jheri juice and get a bald head Then let it nap up Go down to the corner store and beat the Jap up Clean all the crap up Out my city now the whole block look shitty Put his dick on a wood block Now who's the next to nut Color Me Badd but you can't sex me up So don't even try it put your dick on a diet 'Cause this is Watts Riot nineteen ninety-one and I'ma get my gun Put an end to the devil so get a fucking shovel Wait a minute hold on get your ass up Ya lil punk ass nigga God damnit you stop that shit now Take him to jail and get him the hell from in front of this house Now wait a minute wait a minute hey man Give me that beat fool it's a full time jack move Chilly Chill yo homie make the track move And I'll jack any Tom Dick and Hank That's the name of the suckers I done ganked I get away from a copper Drop a dime I'll break you off somethin proper And here's how we'll greet ya Stop fool come off that beat ya Feel dumb 'cause you're caught in the dark Gimme that bass and don't try to run up 'Cause you'll get banked somethin sweet Ice Cube and Da Lench Mob is jackin for beats Ice Cube will take a funky beat and reshape it Locate a dope break and then I break it And give it that gangsta lean Dead in your face as I turn up the bass I make punk suckers run and duck because I don't try to hide 'cause you know that I love to Jack a fool for his beat and then I'm outtie So when I come to your town don't crowd me 'Cause I know you're gonna wanna kick it with me But I know none of y'all can get with me So you think you're protected Well you are til you put a funky beat on a record Then I have to show and prove and use your groove 'Cause suckers can't fade the Cube And if I jack you and you keep comin I'll have you marks a hundred Miles and Running And now the wonderous world of Hey come to Los Angeles Where you and your family can have peace and tranquility Enjoy the refinement Hey Bone hey nigga where you at though Hello my name is Elaine And I'll be your tour guide through South Central Los Angeles How to survive in South Central A place where bustin a cap is fundamental No you can't find the shit in a handbook Take a close look at a rap crook Rule number one get yourself a gun A nine in your ass'll be fine Keep it in your glove compartment 'Cause jackers they love to start shit Now if you're white you can trust the police But if you're black they ain't nothin but beasts Watch out for the kill Don't make a false move and keep your hands on the steering wheel And don't get smart Answer all questions and that's your first lesson On stayin alive In South Central yeah that's how you survive Hi this is Elaine again Are you enjoying your stay in South Central Los Angeles Or has somebody taken your things Have you witnessed a driveby Okay make sure you have your camcorder ready To witness the extracurricular activities on blacks by the police So you and your family can enjoy this tape over and over again This is Los Angeles this is Los Angeles Rule number two don't trust nobody Especially a bitch with a hooker's body 'Cause it ain't nuttin but a trap And females'll get you jacked and kidnapped You'll wind up dead Just to be safe don't wear no blue or red 'Cause most niggas get got In either L.A. Compton or Watts Pissed off black human beings So I think you better skip the sight-seeing And if you're nuttin but a mark Make sure that you're in before dark But if you need some affection mate Make sure the bitch ain't a Section 8 'Cause if so that's a monkey-wrench ho And you won't survive in South Central Now you realize it's not all that it's cracked up to be You realize that it's fucked up It ain't nothin like the shit you saw on TV Palm trees and blonde bitches I'd advise to you to pack your shit and get the fuck on punk motherfucker And you'll get your ass straight smoked Aiy'yo Cube these motherfuckers don't know what time it is So show these motherfuckers what's happenin' Tell these motherfuckers don't fuck around in South Central God dammit Rule number three don't get caught up 'Cause niggas are doing anything that's thought up And they got a price On everything from dope to stolen merchandise 'Cause South Central L.A. is one big germ Waitin for a brother like you to catch a disease And start slangin ki's To an undercover or the wrong brother And they'll smother a out of town motherfucker So don't take your life for granted 'Cause it's the craziest place on the planet In L.A. heroes don't fly through the sky of stars They live behind bars So everybody's doin' a little dirt And it's the youngsters puttin' in the most work So be alert and stay calm As you enter the concrete Vietnam You say the strong survive Shit the strong even die in South Central Yeah you bitches you think I forgot about your ass you tramp-ass hoes And for you so called baller-ass niggas you know what time it is South Central ain't no joke Got to keep your gat at all times motherfuckers Better keep one in the chamber and nine in the clip god dammit You'll sho' get got just like that This ain't no joke motherfuckers Now I wanna send a shout-out to E-Dog the engineer Puttin' his two cents in This is Los Angeles I been servin' niggas since nineteen ninety-five Niggas want the gutter My nigga Gangsta Squeek Rule Keep it gangsta y'all keep it gangsta Niggas want that gutter shit Fuck that other shit that play it for your mother shit Ain't the rugged shit Keep it gangsta y'all I want to thank you all Niggas comin' with that bullshit it's gankin' y'all We can ride to this kinda shit and bank them all Nigga ball 'til you fall motherfucker thats all Can't none of y'all hang with me putin' in work Turn this motherfucker up unless you goin' to church Nowadays crazy ass bitches want they bills paid But can't even make a good thing of kool-aid But chicken heads get chicken feed Everything that a chicken need Tryin' to pot I get real as Chris Rock Make a bitch hot turn into Fort Knox It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter Westcoast Don you fags undastata I'm full of anger nigga the west is in the house But you still in for some danger And when I'm thru I take your bitch and finger bang her But if she looks tossed up i'll slang her Beat you like mama dearest with a clothes hanger 'Cause the gang a niggas be tryin' to spit But you can't spit it like this I come equiped to rip any battle And leave him strung in his crew But they put me in the twist like Trump I can collapse or puncture the lungs of anyone Give him a chance to spit his last word unerve Twenty on twenty ain't good enough Rappers they ain't seein' me this Jay-O Felony And nobody can stand three of me Caution keep MC's out of my reach I'm on a mission And be gettin' to your fuckin' hide to be called a physician Immediately I puts it down at a show But loked to choke the shit out a fool nigga dat's on doo low Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta Illuminaughty bitch hoes in they body Do karatees on hatters and you hotties Fuck the party come on my niggas focus We the richest pretend that we the brokest Niggas notice as soon as you're checking quotas We the coldest so go and tell the rollers Who dat next out the game in blue kahks Gangsta's the name niggas wonderin' how I do that By the thug way package and transportin' the drug way Only means of makin' a livin' the Crip and Blood way I'm on grates when I'm grindin' I'm on stakes when I'm dinnin' And on sunday's on the wine Is you can't calm the savage beast You sell 'em I swell 'em loke Hard or soft determines how much a nigga sell 'em for We got the fish scale texture Now if you cook it yourself you get extras Dub that shit to death with this dub thang Only a few niggas left with this love mang So we cop together put it in the beeker Rock together claim blocks together And fuck cock together nigga Niggas want that gutter shit Fuck that other shit that play it for your mother shit Ain't the rugged shit Look in my eyes I see the dollar sign dogg and my dick start to rise Got to handle money got to stack the money Buzzin' like a bee 'cause I crave for the honey Million dollar tickets make bitches look wicked So you innocent hoes ain't got to like to kick it I know you knows Done fiend for the green keep you itchin' in your panty hose Your eyes full of gleem You wanna get on my team and live my dream Captain of the ship is what I'm boastin' Hit the three wheel motion I'm the shit when I'm coastin' Down the boulevard flossin' hard Lights hit the chrome don't go lick 'em like a movie star Money makes me a savage Shit I brake down the world for the cabbage Keep it gansta y'all keep it gangsta Niggas want that gutter shit Fuck that other shit that play it for your mother shit Ain't the rugged shit In any country prison is where society sends it's failures But in this country society itself is failing Tadow how you like me now I'm in the mix Got the baking soda let the water boil workers all loyal Dropped out the twelfth 'Cause my wealth is shorter than a midget on his knees Now I slang keys Infest my hood with crack 'cause I'm the mack Take a nation of millions to hold me back Too big for my britches and I got bitches Now I'm hittin' switches niggas want my riches Late eighties the number another summer Police ain't get no dumber Streets dried up used to think it would last But being a king-pin is a thing of the past They tried to blast me for selling a boulder Now I got my ass in Minnesota Got my own crew it's on brand new Damn what can I do Tadow Already done stack me half a mill ticket Bought a house next to Prince so now I can kick it Now I got ends wavin' to my friends rollin' in my Benz Goin' to see the Twins play at the dome Police are tappin' my mobile phone I'm almost home Gettin' excited indicted spent a grip and a year tryin' to fight it Lawyer got paid plea no contest And everything I own got repossessed Now take a look at the dust And I'm happy 'cause I only got thirty-six months Never picked up a book But my arms are sixteen inches niggas look Can't wait for ninety-two so I can get with my crew And see what can I do Phucked up in the pen now it's ninety-four Back in LA and I'm bailin' in the dough Everybody now I gotta start from scratch So where to work at and niggas smirk at No it ain't crack and everybody's jackin' for a coupe 'Cause they sent in the troops Even tho I got muscle that ain't my hustle Takin' niggas shit in a tussle No skills to pay the bills Takin' 'bout education to battle inflation No college degree just a dumb ass G I got a baby on the way damn it's a mess Have you ever been convicted of a felony Yes Took some advice from my Uncle Fester All dressed up in polyester Welcome to McDonalds may I please help you Shit what can I do They call me Hollywood Let a bitch know See my nigga Snoop is always up in the coupe And my homeboy Dub you know I'm fuckin' with cuzz See my nigga Game you know He's running with bloods Boy you know the name Ice Cube Show me love My homie $hort Catch him at the airport That Crazy Toones always high as the moon That nigga June he is the brother of Bone And he got a gun that's the color chrome See my nigga Tony Draper always chasing the paper And he always keeping gangsta Bitches catching the vapors See my homie Starr You might not know who he are He in the club with his locs on up in the dark Boy that nigga Keeb Get whatever you need See we call him Bo Nigga check his M.O These are the people I know These are the places I go This is my world muthafucka Just one big show What you see muthafucka V.I.P muthafucka What you see muthafucka He's just like my right arm He might fuck you with charm But don't be alarmed This is my nigga Big Hurk He's just like an expert In the business of hurt See my nigga do work That's my son Doughboy And if you get him annoyed He might drop 'yo ass off And pull out his Droid 'Cause of his ass I got to move from daughters to mothers Like Jinx always up in the pink Smell his finger and I bet that muthafucka will stink See my homie Deion ain't fuckin' with no peon And that nigga Kobe you know he's going for forty These are the people I know These are the places I go This is my world muthafucka Just one big show Do I know Denzel Yeah I know Samuel L I got love for Mike epps That nigga funny as hell Did I talk to Dr.Dre Have I seen MC Ren Every now and then please don't ask me again Me and Greenfield been down since the eighties See Shorty is a Muslim use to be crazy I ate dinner with Martin And had meetings with Magic Chopped it up with 2Pac Before it was a tragic They call me Hollywood Complimentary everything Give me a black goddess sister I can't resist her No stringy haired blonde hair blue eyed pale skinned buttermilk complexion Grafted recessive depressive ironing board backside straight up and straight down No frills no thrills Miss six o'clock subject to have the itch mutanoid caucazoid white cave bitch Ease back white bitch I don't play that Just because I got on my L.A. hat Stalkin' walking in my big black boots Is my jingle now you want Mandingo Big black and handsome I should hold your devil ass for ransome Sorta like Patty Hearst but I'll burst first bitch And you know what's worse I'm coming from the land where the choppers roam So fuck you bitch and your Coppertone Stringy hair no derrier frontin' and fakin' with your silicone pair Do I wanna fuck Not hardly That's kinda like Barbie fuckin' Bob Marley It ain't gonna happen I keep rappin' Motherfuck Tennille but see I'm the Captain of this ship And I'm true to the game Ya all look the same Standin' by my backstage door hopin' that'll switch Spread out you little cave bitch Why everytime we get famous You wanna play us like Andy and Amos The devil sent you to try and tame us But you can't tame me with no bitch named Amy Lookin' for the dark meat But ho I ain't tryin' to go out like Barkley 'Cause everytime I turn on the TV I see several brothers with she-devils Smilin' 'cause you out on a date But sooner or later the bitch'll yell rape Soon as daddy found out you a jigaboo He'll kill like he did Emmitt Till Yah he tried to kick bass But the bitch probably threw it in his face Southern Belle ain't nothin' but a trick Nasty as hell stanky little cave bitch Now don't think that I hate you 'Cause I won't date you bitch I gotta stay true You can be a fan but don't expand And try to get my dick in your hand You better run to the minute man Pale as snow so act like y'know 'Cause if I slap it flip it and rub it like that Yeah it gotta be black Plus yo ass too flat I need a butt big enough that can clap You can't get mine ho I'd rather fuck an albino Atleast I know she's comin' from the Nubian And not the Ku Klux Klan that you be in And I don't give a fuck if your family is rich You're still a little cave bitch Ain't nobody talkin when I'm talkin fellas so shut the fuck up To G or not to G is the question And like Smith told Wesson I'll leave that ass in a coma so If you got a herringbone Welcome to the Terrordome Two-eleven sorry Reverend Oh my god gettin robbed Hard to swallow janky as Rollo Count to ten and don't try to follow 'Cause just like Waco I can take fo' Bust a left on Western go and get a room Don't want to be a felon like Stacey Koon Get the right bitch hit the light switch here we go Tap that ass like this really doe Thirty in a holdin tank catch the vapors Make me a pillow out of toilet paper Concrete bench kickin' off the hemorrhoids Eses deep don't fuck with them boys Phone check collect call from the baller Her mama said please don't call her And they treat me like I just shot a Kennedy Deputy bitch thinks she's the Queen Bee Ink on my thumb index and pinky Mama put your house up and I can bounce up Out this motherfucker that's why I love ya Out like a boss with a half-pint of sauce Got the shit sewed up like Betsy Ross What a friend know Buy some indo Never fuck with a silly hoe really doe Knock you out like NyQuil I'll kill you quick You sucker-for-love-ass trick So don't run up wit ya gun up 'Cause I got the back breaker double pump rump shaker 'Cause we can play hookie in the Aqua Boogie With concrete Nikes ya gets no stripes Livin unforgiven with the mic on And punks runnin like roaches with the light on And that's all the shit I'm startin Bust a cap like Jerome on Martin You lookin for a punk with benefits 'Cause you got a baby that take many shits And you know I got a grip like a baby on a tit Scopin' hopin' thighs open But I kick back six-pack and hit the Phillie slow Here's another day at the stoplight I'm lookin' in my mirror so I can see who can see me South Central is puttin Ice Cube to the test I can't go around and can't back up So I gotta peep game layin' in the cut Is this a jack or a kidnap Since I'm never ever slippin' I'm fully strapped I grab my gat out the glove Do these fools got a problem with me or do they got love And when the light turn green I don't bone out I wanna see what these black men are all about 'Cause if it's my time I'm just short If not I'm pluggin they Super Sport First they get behind my ride Then they switch lanes to the left side I'm scopin' out the one smokin' indo Comin' up fast rollin' down his window He threw up a sign I put away my nine Fool 'cause I'm color blind Killa Califronia the state where they kill Over colors 'cause brothas don't know the deal And they'll cap you not if they have to But if they want to first they might confront you But every nigga on my block can't stop And he won't stop and he don't stop Not to the bang bang boogie but they like to gangbang And rookies ain't the only ones that drop Some say the little locs are gettin a little too loc'ed And when it comes to dust they kick up the most Say the wrong word Then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird Bust a u-turn come back and get served nigga For the women it don't matter how loud they blouse get But men the wrong color outfit could get your mouth split It's a shame but it ain't no thing to me 'Cause I slang these things like a G It's on is anybody killin' for the summertime I gotta get another nine even though I'm colorblind I'm fresh outta county on bail And no sooner do I get out seems like I'm right back in jail For some gang related activity 'Cause everyday different fools try to get with me For no more than a color or territory Can't rehabilitate 'em that's the sheriff's story So what's left the judge goes deaf When you try to tell your side And you ain't blue eyed Boy you better duck 'cause the book is comin' And just hand your car keys over to your woman Because it ain't no sunshine where you headed And the shit'll drive you crazy if you let it But now I got time to think Because they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink And I ain't even shed a tear 'Cause believe it or not they got more love for me here Now picture that but on a black and white photograph 'Cause brothas you don't know the half On the streets I was damn near outta my mind But ever since I've been down I'm colorblind Now here's the game plan yo at a quarter to nine I was told to peel a cap on the other side Yo Young and dumb and full of cum I'm a baby loc I gotta put in work for the hood and that ain't no joke Stable and able but I'm not ready and willin' 'Cause I'm only thirteen and I ain't never did a killin' Grabbed the AK and jumped in the G ride Started up the bucket and headed for the other side Yo spotted the enemies now I'm on a creep tip Hit the 5 dollar stick and I put in my clip So I jumped out the car and no matter what the cost I had my mind set on sendin niggas to Harrison Ross Caught one from the back and I looked in eyes Thinkin' should I peel his cap or should I let him survive Yo I'm trapped in the plan designed by another side I ain't contributin to genocide 'Cause I'm colorblind Niggas in the hood ain't changed And I've finally figure out that we're not in the same gang 'Cause I walk the alleys of Compton with nowhere to turn Every which way I get burned Baby Lou wears blue Big Fred wears red Put 'em together and we color 'em dead Dead dyin gettin smoked's like part of the fun They get smoked just to show how many come to the funeral I understand how all my homeboys feel 'Cause I been shot to this day I pack my steel 'Cause I was born in a certain territory Where you don't talk only the streets tell stories With blue and red bandanas on the street And if you slippin you'll be six feet deep 'Cause me and T-bone we pay it no mind And for the rest of the mob we stay color blind The army is the only way out for a young black teenager We'll provide you with housing We'll provide you with education We'll provide you with everything you need to survive in life We'll help you to be the best soldier in the U.S. Because we do more before 7 A.M than most niggers do in their whole lifetime I wanna kill him 'cause he tried to play me like the trick But you see I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with I got the A to the motherfuckin K and it's ready to rip Slapped in my banana clip And I'm lookin' Is he in Watts Oakland Philly or Brooklyn It seems like he got the whole country behind him So it's sort of hard to find him But when I do gotta put my gat in his mouth Pump seventeen rounds make his brains hang out 'Cause the shit he did was uncalled for Tried to fuck a brother up the ass like a small whore And that shit ain't fly So now I'm settin up the ultimate drive-by And when you hear this shit It make the world say damn I wanna kill Sam Here's why I wanna kill the punk 'Cause he tried to take a motherfuckin' chunk of the funk He came to my house I let 'em bail in 'Cause he said he was down with the family He gave up a little dap Then turned around and pulled out a gat I knew it was a caper I said Please don't kill my mother so he raped her Tied me up took me outside And I was thrown in a big truck And it was packed like sardines Full of niggas who fell for the same scheme Took us to a place and made us work All day and we couldn't have shit to say Broke up the families forever And to this day black folks can't stick together Broke us down made us pray to his God And when I think about it Now in ninety one he wanna tax me I remember the son of a bitch used to axe me And hang me by a rope till my neck snapped Now the sneaky motherfucker wanna ban rap And put me under dirt or concrete But God can see through a white sheet 'Cause you the devil in drag You can burn your cross well I'll burn your flag Try to give me the AIDS So I can stop makin babies like me And you're givin' dope to my people chump Just wait till we get over that hump 'Cause yo' ass is grass 'cause I'ma blast Can't bury rap like you buried jazz 'Cause we stopped bein' whores stop doin' floors So bitch you can fight your own wars So if you see a man in red white and blue Gettin' chased by the Lench Mob crew It's a man who deserves to buckle I wanna kill Sam 'cause he ain't my motherfuckin Uncle Hey yo Cube man hey yo Cube check this out Yo motherfuckers be on the dick and shit right Check this out you know what I tell 'em man Well two peas in a bucket Mother motherfuck it You either Flavor Flav it Kiss my ass and suck the dick K. stands for kill so don't fuck with me I fucked that lady in the bed I missed that pussy and the butt was spread I tried it again in a thumping wagon The bottom fell out and her ass started dragging Tried it again in a field of grass I missed that pussy and I bust my ass Then I fucked this lady in the tree Yeah and you don't stop Flavor Flav in the house and you don't stop Ice Cube's in the house and you don't stop I knew this girl who looked just like you Light brown and a fly hairdo I wanted to do her screw her So I stepped to her on key Bitch had more ass than a donkey I said you're the type of girl that I can't pass over Give me one chance and I'll bend your ass over Just call me the plumber at the end of the night 'Cause a nigga like me'll lay plenty of pipe She didn't get offended it was splendid to me 'Cause mister nice guy is what I pretended to be I guess I'll just wine her and dine her And by the end of the night I'll be behind her Waxing that ass like Raindance On the bumper get the pussy then I dump her Took her to the Comfort Inn tucked her in Pulled out the third leg pumped it in She said 'Will you call me ' Yeah I'll call you a bitch or a ho after I ball you Naw I'm just playin' but it's still the same 'Cause a nigga like Ice Cube is only out for one thang I once knew a nigga whose real name was William His primary concern was makin' a million Bein' the illest hustler that the world ever seen He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams A corrupted young mind at the age of thirteen Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend She put the pipe down but for every year she was sober Her son's heart simultaneously grew colder He started hangin' out sellin' bags in the projects Checkin' the young chicks lookin' for hit-and-run prospects He was fascinated by material objects But he understood money never bought respect He built a reputation 'cause he could hustle and steal But got locked once and didn't hesitate to squeal So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real You see me and niggas like this have never been equal I don't project my insecurities in other people He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential The product of a ghetto-bred capitalistic mental Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed Dancin' with the Devil smoked until his eyes would bleed But he was sick of sellin' trees and gave in to his greed Everyone tryin' to be trife never face the consequences You probably only did a month for minor offenses Ask a nigga doin' life if he had another chance But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance Dance forever with the Devil on a cold cell block But that's what happens when you rape murder and sell rock Devils used to be God's angels that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burnin' in the melting pot So Billy started robbin' niggas anything he could do To get his respect back in the eyes of his crew Startin' fights over little shit up on the block Stepped up to sellin' mothers and brothers the crack rock Workin' overtime for makin' money for the crack spot Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine Fulfillin' the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain Tired of the block niggas treatin' him the same He wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs But when he tried to step to 'em niggas showed him no love They told him any motherfuckin' coward can sell drugs Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a Blood Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in the club But only a real thug can stab someone 'til they die Standin' in front of them starin' straight into their eyes Billy realized that these men were well-guarded And they wanted to test him before business started Suggested rapin' a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted So now he had a choice between goin' back to his life Or makin' money with made men up in the cyph' His dreams about cars and ice made him agree A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three Everyone tryin' to be trife never face the consequences You probably only did a month for minor offenses Ask a nigga doin' life if he had another chance But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance Dance forever with the Devil on a cold cell block But that's what happens when you rape murder and sell rock Devils used to be God's angels that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burnin' in the melting pot They drove around the projects slow while it was rainin' Smokin' blunts drinkin' and jokin' for entertainment Until they saw a woman on the street walkin' alone Three in the mornin' comin' back from work on her way home And so they quietly got out the car and followed her Walkin' through the projects the darkness swallowed her They wrapped her shirt around her head And knocked her onto the floor This is it kid now you got your chance to be raw So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there She struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground Shut the fuck up and stop movin' around The shirt covered her face but she screamed and clawed So Billy stomped on the bitch until he'd broken her jaw The dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doin' They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped movin' Blood leakin' through the cloth she cried silently And then they all proceeded to rape her violently Billy was made to go first but each of them took a turn Rippin' her up and chokin' her until her throat burned Her broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren't concerned When they were done and she was lyin' Bloody broken and bruised One of them niggas pulled out a brand new twenty-two They told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through And if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew He thought about it for a minute she was practically dead And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head I'm fallin' and I can't turn back Right before he pulled the trigger and ended her life He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice And he felt strong standin' along with his new brothers Cocked the gat to her head and pulled back the shirt cover But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter 'Cause he was starin' into the eyes of his own mother She looked back at him and cried 'cause he had forsaken her She cried more painfully than when they were rapin' her His whole world stopped he couldn't even contemplate His corruption had successfully changed his fate And he remembered how his mom used to come home late Workin' hard for nothin' because now what was he worth He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth And cryin' out to the sky 'cause he was lonely and scared But only the Devil responded 'cause God wasn't there And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul They say death takes you to a better place but I doubt it After that they killed his mother and never spoke about it And listen 'cause the story that I'm tellin' is true 'Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too And now the Devil follows me everywhere that I go In fact I'm sure he's standin' among one of you at my shows And every street cypher listenin' to little thugs flow He could be standin' right next to you and you wouldn't know The Devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked White brown yellow and black yeah color is not restricted You have a self-destructive destiny when you're inflicted And you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burnin' in the melting pot So when the Devil wants to dance with yo better say never Because a dance with the Devil might last you forever Oh y'all motherfuckers thought it was over huh Well it's not you didn't count on a fallen angel gettin' back Into the grace of God and comin' after you Y'all niggas ain't shit your producers ain't shit I'll fuckin' wipe my ass with your demo deal Yo Diabolic take this motherfucker's head off Go 'head and grip Glocks I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots I'll watch you topple flat Put away your rings and holla back Can't freestyle you're screwed off the top like bottle caps Beneath the surface I'm overheatin' your receiving circuits By unleashin' deeper verses than priests speak in churches What you preach is worthless Your worship defeat the purpose Like President Bush takin' bullets for the secret service Beyond what y'all fathom I shit on cats and jaw tap 'em Show no compassion like havin' a straight-faced orgasm Tour jack 'em have his half-a-ten bitch suck my friend's dick In the mean time you can french kiss this clenched fist Diabolic a one-man brigade spreadin' cancer plague Fist-fuckin' a pussy's face holdin' a hand grenade So if I catch you bluffin' faggot you're less than nothin' I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction You motherfuckers are nothin' you cannot harm me I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army Storm the planet huntin' you down 'cause I'm on a mission To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms Immortal Technique'll destroy your religion you stupid bitch You're faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix I'm 'bout to blow up like NASA Challenger computer chips Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily I'm like time itself I'm gonna kill you inevitably Chemically bomb you fuck usin' a chrome piece I'm illmatic you won't make it home like Jerome's niece I'll sever your head diagonally for thinkin' of dissin' me And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy This puppet democracy brain-washed your psychology So you're nothin' like diversity without equality And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology Usin' numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven Produces more digits than twenty-two divided by seven You're like Kevin Spacey your style is usually suspect You never killed a cop you not a motherfuckin' thug yet Your mind is empty and spacious Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture in a racist Face it you're too basic you're never gonna make it Like children walkin' through Antarctica butt-naked She was on her way to becomin' a college graduate Wouldn't even stop to talk to the average kid The type of Latina I'd sit and contemplate marriage with Fuck the horse and carriage shit her love was never for hire Disciplined intellectual beauty is what I desire Flyer than Salma Hayek or Jennifer Lopez Everyone told me kickin' it to her was hopeless At first I just thought she didn't mess with broke kids The thug niggas always talkin' about how they smoke kids But the rich sniff-coke kids got no play Everyone around the way gave up tryin' to get in it It didn't matter how good your game was she wasn't with it On the block bitches was jealous but wouldn't admit it Talk shit and deny to everyone that they did it 'cause they regretted the long list of niggas that they let hit it And no one ever gave them shit except McDonald's Smokin' weed with thoughts of envy whenever they lit it She spoke intelligently and they bit it always tryin' to copy But when they tried to use her vocab they sounded sloppy She had a style all her own respectful and pure I was sick in the head for her and there wasn't a cure Don't you know that time waits for no man My fate it's all planned I'm blessed just to know you I've loved and I've lost just to hold you all night Can't find a reason why God came between you and I If I had the chance again I'd never let you go Hold tight to your love 'cause you never know Her eyes are brown and beautiful yet empty and sad I used to talk to her occasionally and she was glad That I wasn't just another nigga tryin' to get in it So every now and then we'd stop and talk for a minute I didn't have a gimmick so the minutes turned to hours On her birthday I gave her a poem with flowers Then I took her out to dinner after her cousin's baby shower We talked about power to the people and such We spent more time together but it was never enough I never tried to sneak a touch or even cop a feel I was too interested in keepin' it real Perfectly honest and complete Bought me a new book to read every two or three weeks Forever changin' the expression of my thoughts when I speak It was because of her I even deaded all of my freaks She convinced me to stop hangin' out on the streets To stop robbin' and stealin' from people like you Instead I took her out to the Apollo and the Bronx Zoo Museo del Barrio and the Metropolitan too Got to the point when I was either with her or my crew So I decided one day to tell her my feelings was true I couldn't live without her so I told her facin' my fears But honey's only response was a face full of tears She could only sob hysterically holdin' me tight I tried to speak but she wouldn't stop until I left sight I felt like a moth who got himself too close to the light Except I didn't burn I turned cold after that night I went on with my life college and my career Ended up locked up like an animal for a year Where the C.O.'s talk to you like they were the overseer Then I got sent to the hole when my exit was near At night in my cell I'd close my eyes and I'd see her Hold her close in my dreams but when I woke she disappeared Just an empty cell until the state gave me parole In the summer came back intact and on track But the fact of the matter is I still felt cold Even after my mother hugged me cryin' at home My real niggas would catch me thinkin' outta my zone Fuckin' lots of different women but I still felt alone Relatively well-known around the New York underground But I kept thinkin' of her and how we used to be down The sound of her voice and the beautiful smell of her hair Though gone physically somehow it was still there I had to do somethin' because the shit was too much to bear So I went and visited the building where she used to live The world looks a lot different after you do a bid The way your life done changed While primitive minds are still stuck in the same game Like her cousin who was on the corner slangin' cocaine Stepped in the lobby and tapped the button next to her last name Her mom buzzed me up and hugged me up like a mother oughta But her facial expression changed When I asked about her daughter She told me that there was a note for me that was left behind And she had left it there waitin' for such a long time I was inclined to ask about it but she brought it up first I saw a tear swellin' up in her eye and then she cursed She told me where the letter was and I started thinkin' the worst Reversed my position stepped over and opened the door And sure enough there was an envelope But when you left in ninety-seven a part of me went to Heaven I thank God at least I got to know what love really was But it hurt me to see what true love really does 'Cause even though we never made love You were all that there was It was because I loved you so much that I had to make you leave You made me doubt the way I thought You made me want to believe And then I slipped up and I let you get close to me It was hard to not be openly when people spoke to me This was not the way I thought my life was supposed to be Baby don't you see I had a blood transfusion that left me with AIDS Hope didn't exist for me since late in nineteen ninety-three I died a virgin I wish I could've given myself to you I cried in the hospital because there was no one else but you Promise that you'll meet me in Paradise inevitably What happened for the rest of the day is still a blur But I remember wishin' that I was dead instead of her She was buried on August 3rd The story ends without a sequel and now you know why Technique don't fuckin' fall in love with people Hold the person that you love closely if they're next to you The one you love not the person that'll simply have sex with you Appreciate them to the fullest extent and then beyond 'Cause you never really know what you got until it's gone This is the point of no return I could never go back Life without parole up state shackled and trapped Livin' in the hole lookin' at the world through a crack But fuck that I'd rather shoot it out and get clapped I've gone too far there ain't no comin' back for me Auschwitz gas chamber full of toxic gases Just like the Spanish exterminatin' Tainos Rapin' the black and Indian women creatin' Latinos Motherfuckers made me out of self-righteous hatred And now you got yourself a virus stuck in the Matrix A suicide bomber strapped and ready to blow Lethal injection strapped down ready to go Don't you understand they'll never let me live out in peace Concrete jungle guerrilla war out in the streets Nat Turner with the sickle pitch fork and machete The end of the world motherfucker you not ready This is the point of no return and nobody can stop it Malcolm Little when he knelt before Elijah Muhammad The comet that killed the dinosaurs changin' the Earth They love to criticize they always say I change for the worse Like prescription pills when you misusin' them nigga The Templar Knights when they took Jerusalem nigga And figured out what was buried under Solomon's temple Bin Laden the name is not coincidental I know too much the government is tryin' to murder me No comin' back like cuttin' your wrists open vertically How could the serpent be purposely put in charge of the country Genetic engineered sickness spread amongst me My people are so hungry that they attack without reason Like a fuckin' dog rippin' off the hand that feeds him Immortal Technique is treason to the Patriot Act So come and get me motherfucker 'cause I'm not comin' back This is the point from which I could never return And if I back down now then forever I burn This is the point from which I could never retreat 'Cause If I turn back now there can never be peace This is the point from which I will die and succeed Livin' the struggle I know I'm alive when I bleed From now on it can never be the same as before 'Cause the place that I'm from doesn't exist anymore This is the point of no return nigga you better believe this Mary Magdalene givin' birth to the children of Jesus The evolution of the world bloody and dramatic Human beings killin' monkeys to conquer the planet The kingdoms of Africa and Mesopotamia Machine-gunnin' your body with depleted uranium This is the age of microchips and titanium The dark side of the Moon and contact with aliens I started out like Australians criminal-minded Broke into Hell tore it down and built a city behind it Southpaw murderous methodology nigga Remember that I'm just a man don't follow me nigga 'Cause once you past the point you can never go home You've got to face the possibility of dyin' alone So tell me motherfucker how could you die for the throne When you don't even got the fuckin' heart to die for your own It rains acid one day the Earth will cry from a stone And you'll be lookin' at the world livin' inside of a dome Computerized humanity livin' inside of a clone This is the place where the unknown is livin' and real Wormwood to Planet X and the Seventh Seal Universal truth is not measured in mass appeal This is the last time that I kneel and pray to the sky 'Cause almost everything that I was ever told was a lie This is the point from which I could never return And if I back down now then forever I burn This is the point from which I could never retreat 'Cause If I turn back now there can never be peace This is the point from which I will die and succeed Livin' the struggle I know I'm alive when I bleed From now on it can never be the same as before 'Cause the place that I'm from doesn't exist anymore I'm obnoxious motherfucker can't you tell Jerkin' off with the sheets when I stay at hotels I'm broke as hell my attitude is no good Like workin' for white people after watchin' Rosewood So I'm a mercenary I don't care how I get richer Like American companies that did business with Hitler Get the picture nigga I'm the best of both worlds Without the hidden camera and the twelve-year-old girl Let's face it you're basic you aren't half the man that I am I'll throw your gang sign up and then I'll spit on my hand Give me a hundred grand Give me your watch Give me your chain That's your girl Bitch get over here Give me some brain I'll bust off on her face and right after the segment She'll probably rub it in her pussy tryna get herself pregnant I said it I meant it that's the way I deal with enemies Like pro-lifers that support the death penalty And don't talk about war when niggas know that you puss A fuckin' hypocrite draft-dodger like George Bush Don't push me nigga 'cause I'm close to the edge And I'll jump off with a rope that's wrapped around ya head Send a dead fetus to my ex on Valentine's Day The safety's off nigga so get the fuck out my way Obnoxious nigga murderous lyrics I know that you hear it Now that I'm gettin' closer and closer I know that you feel it You're eatin' off rap and I hope you choke on your gimmick Niggas said Hip-Hop was dead but I'm invokin' the spirit We takin' it back in the day to the Golden Age When wack motherfuckers used to get thrown off stage Immortal Technique I made this to bump in your ride Or burn it off the Internet and bump it outside Nigga we keepin' it live we keepin' it live We keepin' it live we keepin' it live Burn it off the fuckin' Internet and bump it outside Look motherfucker my words damage and slaughter A ragin' alcoholic like the President's daughters Disgustin' flow like third-world-country tap water But before I hit the border someone give me a quarter Payback for every time that they called me a spic And Puerto-Rican chicks tell me that I fuck like I'm loco I get unemployment you work and we makin' the same shit How dare you niggas criticize the way that I spit You coffee-shop revolutionary son of a bitch But you know what the fuck I think is just pathetic and gay When niggas speculate what the fuck 'Pac would say You don't know shit about a dead man's perspective And talkin' shit'll get your neck bone disconnected Disrespected niggas don't show no love Why you tryna be hardcore you fuckin' homo thug And don't be sensitive and angry at the shit that I wrote 'Cause if you can take a fuckin' dick you can take a joke I'll choke your friends in front of you to prove that you've fallen off And you won't do shit about it Like the Church during the Holocaust Kalashnikov machine gun flow that I fire Obnoxious until they shoot me on the day I retire Obnoxious nigga murderous lyrics I know that you hear it Now that I'm gettin' closer and closer I know that you feel it You're eatin' off rap and I hope you choke on your gimmick Niggas said Hip-Hop was dead but I'm invokin' the spirit We takin' it back in the day to the Golden Age When wack motherfuckers used to get thrown off stage Immortal Technique I made this to bump in your ride Or burn it off the Internet and bump it outside Nigga we keepin' it live we keepin' it live We keepin' it live we keepin' it live Burn it off the fuckin' Internet and bump it outside In high school I beat the shit out of you and your man homie Your girl wanna blow me and don't even know me She lonely and she think you a phony I take a piss on a development deal from Sony Or Def Jam 'cause you're like all of the rest man This ain't a verse this is shit-talk at the end of the song And you can suck a dick if you think I ended it wrong Fuck you and I'm gone Peace to the Stronghold Word-of-mouth Forbidden Chapters The Plague I'll murder a show You don't even know Yeah broadcastin' live from Harlem New York Let the truth be known You better watch what the fuck flies outta your mouth Or I'ma hijack a plane and fly it into your house Burn your apartment with your family tied to the couch And slit ya throat so when you scream only blood comes out I doubt that there could ever be a more wicked MC 'Cause AIDS-infested child molesters aren't sicker than me I see the world for what it is beyond the white and the black The way the government downplays historical facts 'Cause the United States sponsored the rise of the Third Reich Just like the CIA trained terrorists how to fight Build bombs and sneak box cutters onto a flight When I was a child the Devil himself bought me a mic But I refused the offer 'cause God sent me to strike With skills unused like fallopian tubes on a dyke My words'll expose George Bush and Bin Laden As two separate parts of the same seven-headed dragon And you can't fathom the truth so you don't hear me You think Illuminati's just a fuckin' conspiracy theory That's why conservative racists are all runnin' shit And your phone is tapped by the Federal Government So I'm jammin' frequencies in your brain when you speak to me Technique will rip a rapper to pieces indecently Pack weapons illegally 'cause I'm never hesitant Sniper-scopin' a commission controllin' the President Father forgive them for they don't know right from wrong The truth will set you free written down in this song And the song has the 'Cause of Death written in code The Word of God brought to life that'll save your soul Save your soul motherfucker save your soul I hacked the Pentagon for self-incriminating evidence Of Republican-manufactured white powder pestilence Marines Corps flak vest with the guns and ammo Spittin' bars like a demon stuck inside a piano Turn a Sambo into a soldier with just one line So here's the truth about the system that'll fuck up your mind They gave al-Qaeda six billion dollars in eighty-nine to ninenty-two And now the last chapters of Revelations are comin' true And I know a lot of people find it hard to swallow this 'Cause subliminal bigotry makes you hate my politics But you act like America wouldn't destroy two buildings In a country that was sponsorin' bombs dropped on our children I was watchin' the Towers and though I wasn't the closest I saw them crumble to the earth like they were full of explosives And they thought nobody noticed the news report that they did About the bombs planted on the George Washington bridge Four non-Arabs arrested during the emergency And then it disappeared from the news permanently They dubbed a tape of Osama and they said it was proof Jealous of our freedom I can't believe you bought that excuse Rockin' a motherfuckin' flag don't make you a hero Word to Ground Zero The Devil crept into Heaven God overslept on the seventh The New World Order was born on September eleventh Father forgive them for they don't know right from wrong The truth will set you free written down in this song And the song has the 'Cause of Death written in code The Word of God brought to life that'll save your soul Save your soul motherfucker save your soul And just so conservatives don't take it to heart I don't think Bush did it 'cause he isn't that smart He's just a stupid puppet takin' orders on his cell phone From the same people that sabotaged Senator Wellstone The military industry got it poppin' and lockin' Lookin' for a way to justify the Wolfowitz Doctrine And as a matter of fact Rumsfeld now that I think back Without nine eleven you couldn't have a war in Iraq Or a defense budget of world conquest proportions Kill freedom of speech and revoke the right to abortion Tax cut extortion a blessing to the wealthy and wicked But you still have to answer to the Armageddon you scripted And Dick Cheney you fuckin' leech tell them your plans About building your pipelines through Afghanistan And how Israeli troops trained the Taliban in Pakistan You might have some house niggas fooled but I understand Colonialism is sponsored by corporations That's why Halliburton gets paid to rebuild nations Tell me the truth I don't scare into paralysis I know the CIA saw Bin Laden on dialysis In ninety-eight when he was top ten for the FBI Government ties is really why the government lies Read it yourself instead of askin' the government why 'Cause then the 'cause of death'll 'cause the propaganda to die The new age is upon us And yet the past refuses to rest in its shallow grave For those who hide behind the false image of the son of man Shall stand before God It has begun the beginning of the end The voice of racism preachin' the gospel is devilish A fake church called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist Forgetting God is not a religion but a spiritual bond And Jesus is the most quoted prophet in the Qu'ran They bombed innocent people tryna murder Saddam When you gave him those chemical weapons to go to war with Iran This is the information that they hold back from Peter Jennings 'Cause Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally Hemings I break it down with critical language and spiritual anguish The Judas I hang with the guilt of betraying Christ You murdered and stole his religion and painting him white Translated in psychologically tainted philosophy Conservative political right wing ideology Glued together sloppily the blasphemy of a nation Got my back to the wall 'cause I'm facin' assassination Guantanamo Bay federal incarceration How could this be the land of the free home of the brave Indigenous holocaust and the home of the slaves Corporate America dancin' offbeat to the rhythm You really think this country never sponsored terrorism Human rights violations we continue the saga El Savador and the contras in Nicaragua And on top of that you still wanna take me to prison Just 'cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism It's like MKUltra controllin' your brain Suggestive thinking causing your perspective to change They wanna rearrange the whole point of view of the ghetto The fourth branch of the government want us to settle A bandanna full of glittering generality Fightin' for freedom and fightin' terror but what's reality Read about the history of the place that we live in And stop letting corporate news tell lies to your children Flow like the blood of Abraham through the Jews and the Arabs Broken apart like a woman's heart abused in a marriage The brink of holy war bottled up like a miscarriage Embedded correspondents don't tell the source of the tension And they refuse to even mention European intervention Or the massacres in Jenin the innocent screams U.S. manufactured missles and assault rifles Weapon contracts and corrupted American dreams Media censorship blocking out the video screens A continent of oil kingdoms bought for a bargain Democracy is just a word when the people are starvin' The average citizen made to be blind to the reason A desert full of genocide where the bodies are freezin' And the world doesn't believe that you fightin' for freedom 'Cause you fucked the Middle East and gave birth to a demon It's open season with the CIA buggin' my crib Trapped in a ghetto region like a Palestinian kid Where nobody gives a fuck whether you die or you live I'm tryna give the truth and I know the price is my life But when I'm gone they'll sing a song about Immortal Technique Who beheaded the President and the princes and sheiks You don't give a fuck about us I can see through your facade Like a fallen angel standing in the presence of God Bitch niggas scared of the truth when it looks at you hard It's like MKUltra controllin' your brain Suggestive thinking causing your perspective to change They wanna rearrange the whole point of view of the ghetto The fourth branch of the government want us to settle A bandanna full of glittering generality Fightin' for freedom and fightin' terror but what's reality Martial law is coming soon to the hood to kill you While you hanging your flag out your project window The fourth branch of the government knows as the media Seems to now have a retirement plan for ex-military officials As if their opinion was at all unbiased A machine shouldn't speak for men So shut the fuck up you mindless drone And you know it's serious When these same media outfits are spending millions of dollars on a public relation campaign To try to convince you they're fair and balanced When they're some of the most ignorant and racist people Giving that type of mentality a safe haven We act like we share in the spoils of war that they do We die in wars we don't get the contracts to make money off 'em afterwards We don't get weapons contracts nigga We don't get cheap labor for our companies nigga We are cheap labor nigga Turn off the news and read nigga They told me I would never make it I would never achieve it Reality is nourishment but people don't believe it I guess it's hard to stomach the truth like a bulimic It's a dirty game and nobody is willin' to clean it But this is for the paraplegic people dreamin' of runnin' Ladies married to men who don't please 'em dreamin' of comin' Verbally murderous like David Berkowitz when I'm gunnin' Some cowards on the Internet didn't think I would sell Scared to talk shit in person 'cause they stuck in a shell And couldn't understand the pain of bein' stuck in a cell Hell is not a place you go if you're not a Christian It's the failure of your life's greatest ambition It's a bad decision to blindly follow any religion I don't see the difference in between the wrong and the wrong Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and they moms Are just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb Humanity's gone smoked up in a gravity bong By a Democrat-Republican Cheech and Chong Immortal Technique you never heard me preach in a song I'm not controversial I'm just speakin' the facts Put your hands in the air like you got the heat to your back And shake your body like a baby born addicted to crack And since life's a gamble like the craps tables at Vegas I freestyle my destiny it's not written in pages I hate it when they tell us how far we came to be As if our people's history started with slavery Painfully I discovered the shit they kept us secret This is the exodus like the black Jews out of Egypt I keep it reality based with the music I make Blow up the truth in your face with the style I run with Like the Navy missile that shot down Flight eight hundred I'm like the Africans who came here before Colombus And from the one thousand five hundreds until after the morrow I watched Latin America get raped in the sorrow You see the Spaniards never left despues de Colon And if you don't believe me you can click on Univision I never seen so much racism in all of my life Every program and newscaster all of them white It's like apartheid with ten percent rulin' the rest That type of stress will make me put the fuckin' tool to your chest Step in my way nigga I wouldn't wanna be ya I burn slow like pissin' drunk with gonorrhea I'll do a free show in North Korea burnin' the flag While J. Edgar Hoover politicians dress up in drag Try to confuse you makin' it hard to follow this Capitalism and democracy are not synonymous You swallow propaganda like a birth control pill Sellin' your soul to the eye on the back of the dollar bill But that will never be me 'cause I'm leavin' the past Like an abused wife with the kids leavin' your ass Like a drug addict clean and sober leavin' the stash Unbreakable Technique leavin' the plane crash I'm out with the black box and I refuse to return I spit reality instead of what you usually learn And I refuse to be concerned with condescendin' advice 'Cause I'm the only motherfucker that could change my life Some people think I won't make it but I know that I will Escape the emptiness 'cause that shit is slow and it kills The flow and the skill I made y'all believe that it last You can make the future but it starts with leavin' the past Man you hear this bullshit they be talking Every day man It's like these motherfuckers is just like professional liars You know what I'm sayin' It's wild listen Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects It was you nigga Tell the truth nigga Bush knocked down the towers Tell the truth nigga Bush knocked down the towers Tell the truth nigga I pledge no allegiance nigga fuck the President's speeches I'm baptized by America and covered in leeches The dirty water that bleaches your soul and your facial features Drownin' you in propaganda that they spit through the speakers And if you speak about the evil that the government does The Patriot Act will track you to the type of your blood They try to frame you and say you was tryna sell drugs And throw a federal indictment on niggas to show you love This shit is run by fake Christians fake politicians Look at they mansions and look at the conditions you live in All they talk about is terrorism on television They tell you to listen but they don't really tell you they mission They funded al-Qaeda and now they blame the Muslim religion Even though Bin Laden was a CIA tactician They gave him billions of dollars and they funded his purpose Fahrenheit nine eleven That's just scratchin' the surface They say the rebels in Iraq still fight for Saddam But that's bullshit I'll show you why it's totally wrong 'Cause if another country invaded the hood tonight It'd be warfare through Harlem and Washington Heights I wouldn't be fightin' for Bush or White America's dream I'd be fightin' for my people's survival and self-esteem I wouldn't fight for racist churches from the South my nigga I'd be fightin' to keep the occupation out my nigga You ever clock someone who talk shit or look at you wrong Imagine if they shot at you and was rapin' your moms And of course Saddam Hussein had chemical weapons We sold him that shit after Ronald Reagan's election Mercenary contractors fightin' a new era Corporate military bankin' off the war on terror They controllin' the ghetto with the fear of attack Tryin' to distract the fact that they engineerin' the crack So I'm strapped like Lee Malvo holdin' a sniper rifle These bullets will touch your kids and I don't mean like Michael Your body be sent to the morgue stripped down and recycled I fire on house niggas that support you and like you 'Cause innocent people get murdered in the struggle daily And poor people never get shit and struggle daily This ain't no alien conspiracy theory this shit is real Written on the dollar underneath the Masonic seal I don't rap for dead presidents I'd rather see the President dead It's never been said but I set precedents Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects no it was you nigga Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the Towers Some cowards fucked with the wrong building They meant to hit ours The bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done I leave you full of clips like the Moon blocking the Sun My metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch Like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch And now these parasites want a percent of my ASCAP Trying to control perspective like an acid flashback But here's a quotable for every single record exec Get your fucking hands out my pocket nigga like Malcolm X But this ain't a movie I'm not a fan or a groupie And I'm not the type of cat you can afford to miss if you shoot me Curse the Heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams No one's as good as me They just got better marketing schemes I'll lead you to your own destruction like sparking a fiend 'Cause you got jealousy in your voice like Starscream And that's the primary reason that I hate y'all faggots I've been nice since niggas got killed over eight-ball jackets And Reebok Pumps that didn't do shit for the sneaker I'm a heatseaker with features that'll reach through the speaker And murder counter-revolutionaries personally Break a thermometer and force-feed his kids mercury Offered me a deal and a blanket full of smallpox You're all getting shot you little fucking treacherous bitches This is the business and y'all ain't getting nothing for free And if you devils play broke then I'm taking your company You could call it reparations or restitution Lock and load nigga Industrial revolution I want fifty-three million dollars for my calloused hands Like the Bush administration gave to the Taliban And fuck packing grams nigga Learn to speak and behave You want to spend twenty years as a government slave Two million people in prison keep the government paid Stuck in a six by eight cell alive in the grave I was made by revolution to speak to the masses Deep in the club toast the truth Reach for your glasses I'll burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards Innocent deep in a casket-Colombian fashion Intoxicated off the flow like thug's passion You motherfuckers will never get me to stop blasting You're better off asking Ariel Sharon for compassion You're better off begging for twenty points from a label You're better off battling cancer under telephone cables Technique chemically unstable set to explode Foretold by the dead sea scrolls written in code So if your message ain't shit fuck the records you sold 'Cause if you go platinum it's got nothing to do with luck It just means that a million people are stupid as fuck Stuck in the underground a general that rose to the limit Without distribution managers a deal or a gimmick Revolutionary Volume 2 murder the critics And leave your fucking body rotting for the roaches and crickets Yeah Harlem streets stay flooded in white powder Like those motherfuckers runnin' away from the Twin Towers Gunshots rock the Earth like a meteor shower Bowlin' For Columbine fear givin' the media power Innocence devoured like a chicken spot snack box Government cocaine cooked into ghetto crack rock Corrupt cops' false testimony at your arraignment Check to check constant struggle to make the payments Workin' your whole life wonderin' where the day went The subway stays packed like a multi-cultural slave ship It's rush hour from two thirty to eight non stoppin' And people comin' home after corporate sharecroppin' And fuck flossin' Mothers are tryin' to feed children But gentrification is kickin' them out of their buildin' A generation of babies born without healthcare Families homeless thrown the fuck off the welfare Homicide Harlem blaow What's the problem We live in distress and hang the flag upside down The sound of conservative politicians on television People in the hood are blind so they tell us to listen They vote for us to go to war instantly But none of their kids serve in the infantry The odds are stacked against us like a casino Think about it most of the Army is black and Latino And if you can't acknowledge the reality of my words You just another stupid motherfucker out on the curb Tryin' to escape from the ghetto with your ignorant ways But you can't read history at an illiterate stage And you can't raise a family on minimum wage Why the fuck you think most of us are locked in a cage I give niggas the truth 'cause their pride is indigent You better off rich and guilty than poor and innocent But I'm sick of feelin' impotent watchin' the world burn In the era of apocalypse waitin' my turn I'm a Harlem nigga that's concerned with the future And if you're in my way it'd be an honor to shoot ya Uproot ya with the evil that grows in my people Makin' them deceitful cannibalistic and lethal But I see through the mentality implanted in us And I educate my fam about who we should trust Homicide Harlem blaow What's the problem You get up and howl about America and democracy There is no America there is no democracy We no longer live in a world of nations and ideologies The world is a college of corporations Inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business The world is a business And I have chosen you to preach this evangel For all my free market health care-robbing Stock-stealing retirement fund fuckin' with niggas Fuck you little credit card-scamming jewelry-stealing Crack-selling liquor store-robbing motherfuckers Shout out to the homies Carnegie OG Willy Randolph Hearst Farouk Rockefeller yeah the real Rockefeller My main bitch Leona pour out a little Louis the thirteenth Scott Rothstein Jack Abramoff hold ya head My Rothschild niggas Let's get this money I spend my day pairin' America overseas Pension for the workers nigga please Embezzlement etiquette private settlement I'm better with confederate rhetoric From my mansion in Connecticut Foreclose evict hoes out of tenement I twist words like a speech impediment I hope you got good credit bitch If not better get a new job with benefits While I play golf with niggas I get cheddar with New money buys brand new carats My old money bought your great grandparents You got grills in your mouth I ain't mad at ya I own every goldmine in South Africa Thanks baby you made me a billion Plus I own a building For each one of my children's children that's the shit Snort coke in the whip Miss USA suckin' my dick Yeah what Fuck the law 'cause real jail is for suckas I go to country club prison you dumb motherfuckers You know my CEO corporate steeze please Overthrow governments overseas in a breeze Politicians in my pockets for a few hundred G's So if I'm ever in court my assets'll never freeze I got a job and a house and a bank account When I'm out I doubt that's something you can say And if not then I'll fake death like Kenneth Lay Make money everyday the world burns on its axis While y'all strugglin' to pay taxes I'm gettin' my money the fastest Memos and faxes shredded up documents Slush funds through the corrupt continents But they don't want me indicted 'Cause they don't want my dirty laundry aired when I fight it Don't get my lawyers excited 'Cause what good is a law if you can't rewrite it I got CIA traitors dictators So fuck y'all whistleblowers and haters I'll invest money from al-Qaeda In the bank nine eleven widows go to later Capitalism's who I pray to fuck the state of the world Money talks so what the fuck I need to say to your girl You know my CEO corporate steeze greed I treat countries like the IMF down on your knees Real gangstas run the world fuck what you believe I'll cut down a forest while you niggas burnin' some trees I'll get your family murdered for a couple of G's 'Cause your working class money ain't fuckin' with me You think rappers are rich 'cause of songs you heard My labels make the money and haven't rapped a fuckin' word Yacht in the ocean coastin' with the sails out Hey America thanks for the bailouts I made off with the Banco Ambrosiano Got away scott-free like El Vaticano Activists act a bitch get mad at me 'Cause of my tax-free charity Eighty percent to the staff and company And twenty percent to the homeless and hungry The country gotta pay the Fed Reserve Kick back to the banksters haven't you learned You protest cops or patrols on the street But I bought city hall so I own the police Email Facebook and the shit you tweet All the phone companies so I heard you speak And my suggestion is your correction No elections sex with no affection No invention will benefit the world of man Will exist 'til I've got the money in my hand World Bank interest rate damn rape on the spot But I'm a gangsta you gon' take my money like it or not nigga You know my CEO masonic steeze cheese Only little people pay all these taxes and fees Since you were born we've controlled what you watch and you read And pretty soon we're gonna own the fuckin' air that you breathe I take what I want fucker I don't have to say please I convince you that it's good for you take it and leave You think presidents are a face of a nation I put 'em all where they are end of the conversation I'm on the border of Bolivia working for pennies Treated like a slave the coca fields have to be ready The spirit of my people is starving broken and sweaty Dreaming about revolution looking at my machete But the workload is too heavy to rise up in arms And if I ran away I know they'd probably murder my moms So I pray to Jesus Cristo when I go to the mission Process the cocaine paste and play my position Ok listen Juan Valdez just get me my product Before we chop off your hands for worker's misconduct I got the power to shoot a copper and not get charged And it would be sad to see your family in front of a firing squad So to feed your kids I need these bricks Forty tons in total let me test it indeed I Shit this is good Pass me a tissue And don't worry about them I paid off the official Yo it don't come as a challenge I'm the son of some of the foulest Elected by my people the only one on the ballot Born and bred to consult with feds I laugh at fate And assassinate my predecessor to have his place In a Third World fascist state lock the nation With ninety percent of the wealth in ten percent of the population The Central Intelligence Agency takes weight faithfully The finest type of China white and cocaine you'll see Honey I'm home Never mind why your bank account's suddenly grown It's funny we're so out of this debt from this money we owe Would you run if I told you that I had two governments overthrown To keep our son enrolled in a private school and to keep our tummies swollen Come on our fucking home was built on a foundation of bloody throats The hungry stolen of their souls Of course this country's Running coke I took a stunted oath to hush the ones who know The CIA conducts the flow for these young hustlers that lust for dough I don't work in the hood Hit my connect That's what's really good They supply work to the hood These dudes fucking crack me up Scrutinized like we inferior Petrified when we meet in my area My dudes don't shoot until I say so You got the loot my street scramblers chop it and bag it Taking pictures and tapping phones debating snitches and cracking codes Fast to cuff or blast the fo' on any hustler stacking dough There's probably crack or blow and my overtime is where your taxes go I'll gain your trust Get you to hand weight to us 'cause we paid up front On the low with cameras taping you Getting popped with weight the prison sentence is due Make the call and then leave with two kis out the evidence room With my fame Truck boat or plane they're watching you You think you got work They're copping too We control blocks They lock countries and own companies We had nice cars and sneaker money Now there's players out there talking 'bout they holding With bugs in their house like they down South with windows open Feds'll be up in your mouth like forks and spoons So enjoy the rush live plush off coke bread Soon you'll be in a cell with me like Jenny Lopez In a school I was a bully Now life is fully a joke I'll keep afloat on a boat for Peruvian coke Players do favors for governors and tax makers Fat Quakers smoke crack and sex acts with bad mayors The walls got ears You bigmouths probably scared Not prepared to do years like Javier I'm from where the gold and diamonds are ripped from the earth Right next to the slave castles where the water is cursed From where police brutality is not half as nice It makes the hood in America look like paradise Compared to the AIDS infested Caribbean slum African streets where the passport's an American gun From where they massacre people and try to keep it quiet And spend the next twenty years tryin' to deny it I'm from where they cut the hands off if you make a fist And niggas grow coca 'cause the job market doesn't exist Except slave labor modern day company store And peacekeepers don't ever ever come here no more From where the bombs that they used to drop on Vietnam Still has children born deformed eight months before they gone I'm from where they lost the true meaning of the Quran 'Cause heroin is not compatible with Islam And niggas know that but grow that poppy seed anyway 'Cause that food drop parachute does not come every day I'm from where people pray to the gods of their conquerors And practically every president's a money launderer From where the only place democracy's acceptable Is if America's candidate is electable And they might even have a black president but he's useless 'Cause he does not control the economy stupid Lock and load your gun where I'm from the Third World son Been to many places but I'm Third World born Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from the Third World son You polluted everything and now the Third World's gone The water is poison where I'm from the Third World son Seven hundreds children died by the end of this song Revolution'll come where I'm from the Third World son Constant occupation leaves the Third World torn I'm from where the Catholic Church is some racist shit They helped Europe and America rape this bitch They pray to white Spanish Jesus who's face is this But never talk about the black pope Gelasius I'm from where Soviet weapons still decide elections Military's like the Mafia you pay for protection Catamite sex tours is what the country sells And rich white businessmen make the best clientèle I'm from where they too pussy to come film Survivor And they murder Coca-Cola union organisers I'm from where the justice system esta podrido Fuck government niggas politic over perico Rebelde conocido enterado vivo Como otro Argentino desaparecido 'Cause Rico laws don't apply to the CIA And motherfuckers make sneakers for a quarter a day I'm from where they overthrow democratic leaders Not for the people but for the Wall Street Journal readers From where blacks indigenous peoples and Asians Were once slaves of the Caucasians And it's amazin' how they trained them To be racist against themselves in the place they was raised in You kept us caged in Destroyed our culture and said that you civilised us Raped our women and when we were born you despised us Gentrified us agent provocateur divide us And crucified every revolutionary messiah So I'm a start a global riot That not even your fake anti Communist dictators can keep quiet Fuck your charity medicine tryin' to murder me The immunisations you gave us were full of mercury So now I see the Third World like the rap game soldier Nationalize the industry and take it over Lock and load your gun where I'm from the Third World son Been to many places but I'm Third World born Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from the Third World son You polluted everything and now the Third World's gone The water is poison where I'm from the Third World son Seven hundreds children died by the end of this song Revolution'll come where I'm from the Third World son Constant occupation leaves the Third World torn The ghetto is like a prison with invisible bars No matter where you at it always follows you where you are And it's hard out there for a pimp to get out of But it's harder for the hooker that he beat the shit out of I got niggas underground in the Confederate states Ironically running from slavery that prison creates So I never hate on the South I respect their vision I just hate on niggas that promote Samboism And white execs that love to see us in that position They reflect the stereotypes of America's vision They want us dancing cooning and hollering Only respect us for playing sports and modeling More than racism it's stay in your place-ism More people are trapped in practical blackface-ism So fuck a Civil War between the North and the South It's between field niggas and slaves that are stuck in the house Civil war for the soul of a nation This is a struggle to save civilization Demonstrations overthrowing the occupation The annihilation of mental colonization Civil war for the soul of a nation We fight for the future of our civilization Destroy the corrupt government organizations Trying to survive cultural assassination Crip niggas Blood niggas eses Asians Why the fuck we warring with each other's population The devil wanna dead all our population People and Folk Nation why the separation Why we got Jamaicans hating on Hatians When the British and French raped both nations Mexicans and Blacks kill each other straight hating While the government profits from prison population If you on the bottom be you Anglo or Asian You gotta recognize the realness of what I'm saying You gotta recognize another G ain't the enemy When the police ride and kill us frequently We gotta make the youth see where the truth be Fifty years of gangs and our people still poor If we really run the streets we should really end war Our hearts were torn apart just like y'all was Watching towers full of souls fall to sawdust Everytime we called your office you ignored us Now you holding hearings on us all inside of Congress Microscopes on us ask if we're jihadists My answer was in line with all of the Founding Fathers I think Patrick said it best Give me liberty or death I shall never accept anything less You claim innocence you play victimless But you gave the kiss of death in the name of self defense Slavery and theft have brought our nations to the end Of pacifying your citizenry with excess We believe in freedom justice security But they're only pure when they're applied universally So certainly if I rage against the machine My aim was only to clean the germs out of the circuitry Urgently putting fear inside your heart Make you burn Qu'rans and tell me not to build a mosque Me my wife and babies we ain't never made jihad We just want to touch our heads to the floor and talk to god Ask him to remove every blemish from our heart The greatest threat of harm doesn't come from any bomb The moment you refuse the human rights for just a few What happens when that few includes you Civil war They say the odds against me are crooked and impossible Like I was born with a hole in my heart as an obstacle I was left to die by the doctors in the Children's Hospital But I never lose hope success is psychological The world is volatile and the street is my education Shapin' the nation like the blueprint of a Mason While Shawshank record deals get you raped on occasion So I'm focused on my economic situation I'm like the little kids on TV that dig through the trash I hustle regardless of the way you talk shit and laugh A lot of niggas drop science but they don't know the math Because their mind is narrower than the righteous path It's funny how on the block niggas will kill you for cash The cold war is over but the world is still gettin' colder Atlas walkin' through the projects with the hood on my shoulders I would like to raise my children to grow to be soldiers But then a general will decide when their life would be over So I work hard until my personality's split Like the Black Panthers into the Bloods and the Crips They said I would never be shit but now I sit and reminisce Like Yeshua ben Yusef flippin' through Genesis Ignorance is venomous and it murders the soul Spreadin' like a virus runnin' rampant out of control So if I should ever fall and get caught in the hustle Let them know that I died while I fought in a struggle From the hoodrats to the rich kids lost in a bubble Spray paintin' on the streets and at the subway tunnels Write it down and remember that we never gave in The mind of a child is where the revolution begins So if the solution has never been to look in yourself How is it that you expect to find it anywhere else Immortal Technique in the streets back on the hustle 'Cause three strikes will get you life for stuffin' cracks in a duffle Upstate behind steel gates attacked in a scuffle Razor blades stuck on the side of pencils Hacked through your muscle But the emptiness is what bleeds you to death when it cuts you And it's the lawyers not the inmates schemin' to fuck you Tryna fight the system from inside eventually corrupts you But that's what you get when you put a corporation above you And it's the people that love you that seem to hurt you the most Sometimes when they die you find yourself cursin' their ghost But you make success nobody delivers your fate Sometimes you give and you take Since prehistoric vertebrates crawled out of the lakes And that's the truth about life Or to do it to ghetto and your car rims and your ice Because even though we survived Through the struggle that made us We still look at ourselves through the eyes of people that hate us But I'm going to make it regardless of the trumped up charges And semi-automatic barrages that empty the cartridge Post-traumatically scarred kids that try to be brave Because niggas backstab each other just to try to get paid Turn cannibal like knights during the crusades Afraid of responsibility addicted to greed Beatin' their girl purposefully losin' a seed As if we were bound to the destiny we used to receive So if I should ever fall and get caught in the hustle Let them know that I died while I fought in a struggle From the hoodrats to the rich kids lost in a bubble Spray paintin' on the streets and at the subway tunnels Write it down and remember that we never gave in The mind of a child is where the revolution begins So if the solution has never been to look in yourself How is it that you expect to find it anywhere else I used to wonder about people who don't believe in themselves But then I saw the way they portrayed us to everyone else They cursed us to only see the worst in ourselves Blind to the fact the whole time we were hurtin' ourselves I used to wonder about people who don't believe in themselves But then I saw the way they portrayed us to everyone else They cursed us to only see the worst in ourselves Blind to the fact the whole time we were hurtin' ourselves I used to wonder Oh you motherfuckers thought it was over huh Well it's not you didn't count on a fallen angel Gettin' back into the grace of God and comin' after you Y'all niggas ain't shit Your producers ain't shit I'll fuckin' wipe my ass with your demo deal Yo Diabolic take this motherfucker's head off Go ahead and grip Glocks I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots I'll watch you topple flat Put away your writtens and holla back Can't freestyle you're screwed off the top like bottle caps Beneath the surface I'm overheatin' your receivin' circuits By unleashin' deeper verses than priests speak in churches What you preach is worthless Your worship defeat the purpose Like President Bush takin' bullets for the Secret Service Beyond what y'all fathom I shit on cats and jaw tap 'em Show no compassion like havin' a straight-faced orgasm Tour jack him have his half-a-ten bitch suck my friend's dick In the mean time you can French kiss this clenched fist Diabolic a one-man brigade spreadin' cancer plague Fist-fuckin' a pussy's face holdin' a hand grenade So if I catch you bluffin' faggot you're less than nothin' I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction You motherfuckers are nothin' you cannot harm me I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army Storm the planet huntin' you down 'cause I'm on a mission To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms Immortal Technique'll destroy your religion you stupid bitch You're faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix I'm about to blow up like NASA Challenger computer chips Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily I'm like time itself I'm gonna kill you inevitably Chemically bomb you fuck usin' a chrome piece I'm Illmatic you won't make it home like Jerome's niece I'll sever your head diagonally for thinkin' of dissin' me And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy This puppet democracy brainwashed your psychology So you're nothin' like diversity without equality And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology Usin' numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven Produces more digits than twenty-two divided by seven You're like Kevin Spacey your style is usually suspect You never killed a cop you not a motherfuckin' thug yet Your mind is empty and spacious Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture in a racist Face it you're too basic you're never gonna make it Like children walkin' through Antarctica butt-naked I am content to die for my beliefs So cut off my head and make me a martyr The people will always remember it No they will forget A man who walks with God can walk anywhere Hence I fear nothing The point of guerilla war is not to succeed It's always been just to make the enemy bleed Deprivin' the soldiers of the peace of mind that they need Bullets are hard to telegraph when they bob and they weave The only way a guerilla war can ever be over Is when the occupation can't afford more soldiers Until they have to draft the last of you into the service And you refuse because you don't see the purpose The only way to counter the insurgents that are well-equipped Then find a faction lookin' for foreign investment Install them in power and murder any objections You can't stop a revolution from breathin' So to beat 'em they offer people the illusion of freedom But when you're done dreamin' and wake up tortured for treason Then you can see them hidin' behind the god they believe in Deep in the trenches in the heart of a war That's the place a martyr is born During the night before the start of the dawn That's the place a martyr is born When gunshots are raining in the heart of a storm That's the place a martyr is born Guerilla war when the army is gone That's the place a martyr is born The purpose of life is a life with a purpose So I'd rather die for a 'cause than live a life that is worthless I don't need the circus or the day of national observance I need you to think for you and stop bein' a servant Pawns only move a square in the game that they're used in And realize it too late like the shooting of Huey Newton Or Patrice Lumumba and Salvador Allende Slaughtered by the power-hungry branches of their own gente Ghandi wasn't killed by Pakistani nationals He was assassinated by a Hindu radical And Che Guevara rebel to a US continent Was sold to the CIA by Bolivian communists Wasn't Yitzhak Rabin murdered by a Zionist And Anwar Sadat a victim of the same violence Malcolm X was seen as a threat to the FBI Even the latest President of the Republic Was murdered by factions of his own government So now that it's proven that a soldier of revolution Or head of an empire disguised in a constitution Can not escape the retribution or manipulation Of the self-appointed rulers of the planet's corporations So I'ma need every generation to put your hands up 'Cause you can only get 'em off your back when you stand up Deep in the trenches in the heart of a war That's the place a martyr is born During the night before the start of the dawn That's the place a martyr is born When gunshots are raining in the heart of a storm That's the place a martyr is born Guerilla war when the army is gone That's the place a martyr is born I was a man blessed by God To survive some of the worst circumstances I had many things a beautiful woman I loved a home money And I gave it all up to bleed and to die free Sometimes I look back on that life And I wonder what it would've been like And in moments of weakness I think about trading it Then I snap the fuck out of it and I get back to my reality And I realize that I'm in the heart of a war And that's the place a martyr is born All troops in formation Let the siege commence Back like I was locked up putting in work Burning through books like Nazi's in a Catholic church I'm cursed like Cain when he murdered his brother Cut your face off and wear it while I'm fucking your mother I'm Mars Ultor the avenger the god of war And if you don't believe in me I doubt you believe in God at all I breathe smokeless fire the Jinn type That'll make you hate the way that Allah made you to live life Like Hindu niggas that be bleaching their skin white Other people's teeth in my hands after a fist fight I was born with a sixth sense and a swift right Skinned werewolves and rape demons at midnight Sell your kids into slavery after we murder you Or sacrifice them in the same fire we burnin' you Barbarian funeral nigga you wanna know Damn the river bury me and let the water flow Chaos mayhem bang outs slay them uprise rape them raid them Cage em pandemonium insurgent death merchants commit the best murder Pillage Kill them erase history make them a mystery Cut the nose off the ears off the whole head Immortal and Ghost coming code red You never seen a black barbarian Warrior warlord pussy cut your balls off More bodies come more bodies hauled off What you want the sword and get shit sawed off Your throat need an axe in it And I'm breaking your back because your spine needed a crack in it You bugging me I'm coming to fumigate The Wolverine the Sabretooth the way that I mutilate I'm like the viking in Valhalla Rising Except I got black skin and both of my eyes in Don't test him please don't stress him He'll hang you from a tree with your own intestines How you wanna die Make your own suggestion Now talk to the lord and make your own confession You pussies living in a movie theatre Put the motherfucking spell on you like brujeria Chop his motherfucking head like a ruthless leader Guns drawn in a church service shoot the preacher You need to be godly to know Allah Ain't no rappers eating around me like a broken jaw It ain't ever been a day that I ain't broke the law What you think I hold a motherfucking toaster for I ain't going there there's police in that room And Vinnie walk around with bags of dust like a vacuum Bury you under the earth inside a black tomb My body covered in Dashiki and stab wounds I'm a guerilla barbarians is my ancestors That's a part of my neurological transmitters We Islamic and brought the story of shem with us While we brought the motherfucking blam with us The walls have been breached Anfall We came in the name of peace and brotherhood you wanted us bound in slavery poisoned our water changed our names Burn their homes take their jewels skin them alive Hold on hold on hold on No one will know these people ever existed and all that will be left is what we build upon their ruins Yo in a hundred years from now Everyone who's living on this planet will be dead So it's inconsequential really all the shit that you talk All the bullshit that you stand for It's more important than what you're ready to build What you're ready to pass down to your children What you're ready to create You better fuckin' remember that When you challenge a motherfucker like me Remember I'm the dominant species I'm stuck inside the future and life is chaotic The government is psychotically racist and robotic The matrix of entrapment is socio-economic Neurotic conspiracy theory becomes reality Life is war and every day's a battle to me I'm on the brink of insanity Between extreme intelligence and split personalities But I elevate to the point of reversing gravity Revolutionary conceptuality spittin' out of me Even the dead people in my family tell me they proud of me Stupidity's not allowed by me 'cause I don't got time to play I'm the black hole lyricist that'll take your shine away Darkness at any time of day I'm the Technique and you're nobody so what you tryna say Stellar density becomes your physical alignment 1.8 billion tons per square inch confinement I drop knowledge so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet Yo lyrically I'm infinite like possibilities But you don't have the capability like infertility 'Cause opening your mouth to question my validity Is like tryin' to contradict the theory of relativity What I spit is the epitome of heavy artillery My enemies are obsessed with me like the bitch in Misery But break out like a father runnin' from responsibility Every time I step and abuse the mic with versatility I balance humility with brutal instinct I'll make your whole cypher look like those crackers from N'Sync And I don't care about your link or your luxury car I shed light with more magnitude than all of the stars La Brea Tar Pit thick so don't ever talk shit And remember somethin' nigga while you rave and rant A roach can live for nine days without its head but you can't I drop knowledge so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet I'm explicit like video tapes of conjugal visits Some niggas are too stupid to understand it like astrophysics Technique is exquisite I'll make your thoughts a victory Get pessimistic with the quickness If you think that I will just become another statistic With anything but success when I bless the mic as I spit this Specifically prolific with Kaprosi's sarcoma coma type sickness My style is like a ten-year-old child with a slit wrist Too much reality for the fuckin' hit list I got a Black Panther mentality with a spic fist So you can get dissed even if you're locally gold Vocally bold or globally multi-platinum sold I'm emotionally cold disciplined and ready to kill Like spirits in the same room with you I'm givin' you chills I drop knowledge while these motherfuckers clumsily spill And I drop it so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet Here's a toast to the dead If you don't drink smoke to the head For the freedom fighters killed by the feds For those who died hard in the streets soakin' in red And died slow asleep in a dream chokin' in bed Here's a toast to the dead for my enemies that are gone I'm not a coward so celebratin' that would be wrong I pray to God that your soul will come back again So I can see you in the next life and finish it then A toast to the dead for criminals burnin' in Hell I wonder how many presidents are burnin' as well Emperors popes senators generals Amputees feel unlucky until they see the vegetables A toast to the dead for those who are forgotten Written out of history by the corrupted and rotten Black saints whitewashed during La Reconquista Thousands of Indios Spaniards used to conquer the Incas Fuck a moment of silence I need a moment of violence Like the nineteenth century Caribbean islands Long live those who came before that paved the way for me The warriors and scientists that came before slavery And if that last lyric was predictable Take your clairvoyance and apply it to life in the physical Presumptuous half-hearted homunculus Self-destruction is the power without knowin' what the function is Here's a toast to the dead for all of my fam I will never let an idea die with a man My rhymes are like Nazca lines designed to give a view of this J Dilla's still alive as long as his music is A toast to the dead for rap legends and pioneers Your legacy won't be forsaken as long as I am here Knowledge of the past and wisdom of the present I'll teach and leave in the hands of a worthy lieutenant A toast to the dead for children with cancer and AIDS A cure exists and you probably could have been saved Sad to see medicine divorce morality Corporate homewreckers pimpin' up the salary A toast to the dead for those that'll die today The victims and those exonerated by DNA The only thing worse than givin' freedom to the guilty Is killin' the innocent and leavin' your soul filthy Immortal Technique remember me when I'm gone I encrypted my lyrics to stay alive in a song So you'll always keep a piece of my spirit inside When you struggle to complete what I started before I died But some of you won't survive the changes the Earth makes Swallowed by tsunamis hurricanes and earthquakes And that's just the first stage if you cannot reverse ways And realize that we are one regardless of our birthplace My last toast to the dead is for the listener Human being or extraterrestrial visitor Remember us for more than our primitive ways When you study us long after the end of our days Their lies can't fade your beauty You gotta know who you are Stay strong and always remember The truth in your heart Don't forget there are those who Benefit from your scars And who deny what's natural They corrupted the priceless African image of Isis Replaced with a lifeless anorexic white bitch The fashion industry got 'em in a funny spot Self-hatred leakin' our their mouth like a money shot Movie-star Hollywood Babylon fantasy Bunch of peacock bitches in a cocaine canopy And if you're healthy they make you think you're a manatee Look how they invented this Eurocentric insanity Got your brains washed to the point you're bleachin' your skin Blind to the truth and can't see the beauty within 'Cause ain't nothin' wrong with exercise And tightenin' your thighs but there's somethin' wrong with contacts that lighten your eyes We're goin' backwards from hip hop in the park To the experiments by Dr. Kenneth Clark So after the cannabis I'ma have to handle this Release the pressure on her and open her like an amethyst Their lies can't fade your beauty You gotta know who you are Stay strong and always remember The truth in your heart Don't forget there are those who Benefit from your scars And who deny what's natural The business of beauty isn't a natural model It's built to be the opposite of the cultures we topple These magazines got you caught in a hustle 'cause when you starve yourself your body doesn't burn fat it burn muscles And men who don't even like women control the business That's why the women look like men and the men like bitches I'll break it down as God as my witness Remember Sambo caricatured characteristics Now who got the collagen under their lipstick Implanted Arabic hips surgical sickness A bipolar society that claims to be righteous Sprayed paint an artifical melanin tryin' to be like us Livin' in a pathetic epidemic Schizofrenics buyin' a syntetic body with credits You mad that I said it but you know that I'm right Find the natural beauty and get you some natural love tonight Their lies can't fade your beauty You gotta know who you are Stay strong and always remember The truth in your heart Don't forget there are those who Benefit from your scars And who deny what's natural What do you see when you're in the dark and the demons come I see you standing over the grave of another dead President I see angels above me Demons below me It's real America's nightmare young black and just don't give a fuck Run up in the courtroom and wet 'em up Got nothin' to lose but my handcuffs Every man must choose to lay down or stand up It's war time everything is fair no fear When they say the homie murdered the judge I don't care Fuck 'em he deserved it long as the homie get away And don't get caught for the crime I encourage it We rootin' for the villain in black Pourin' out Absolut salute niggas is shootin' back In self-defense we bang the pistol like Larry Davis or Brian Nichols Every pig every public official the boomerang Is coming back to get you reap what you sow did you The system you created created a monster And now you scared 'cause it's coming back to haunt you Since we gonna take the blame I'mma rep my name to get my aim right Let's have an overthrow and after party in the same night Same height as Huey same muscle build as Malcolm With the same circumstances in the hood you know the outcome And read it in the news about your sergeant and your captain Don't take this as a warning just another nigga rappin' Fuck the way we organizing fuck the training and the grapplin' And fuck them Uncle Toms who call police because we smack them And fuck you sympathizers with your middle class reactions 'Cause we bangin' on the system G'd up fuck the factions And if you didn't know the G was for George Jackson And long live his warrior spirit packin' the Magnum Watching over the soldiers knowin' niggas be blackin' When we really need to be disciplined in our ways and actions When we get some freedom you niggas can start braggin' Till then inside the blood of my eye you see the dragon I'm like the birth of baby Mohammed the movement I started Can spar with the hardest the martyr regarded as Spartacus-hearted It doesn't matter whose missiles can shoot the farthest When you're a target in an Afghan Teutoburg Forest Close quarters combat over corrupted elections Bilderberg is like cancer it grows an infection Nepotism is the gold and the conductor's connection And ignorance is the prison that the people are kept in The military ain't there for the people's protection They're just there to protect an investment That's why people get arrested electrocuted molested Connected streets are infested with those tired of protestin' Traumatized children grow to guerilla garrisons Nine eleven generations pale in comparison And you will learn a lesson repeated through history That no matter what you think occupation is not victory Somalia Kashmir Nigeria Palestine Iraq bring it back Immortal Technique disintegrates mics when I spit I 'cause more casualties than sunken slave ships Full to capacity I bring tragedy to rap without my man Khadafi The government took Nazi scientists from Germany To design nuclear rockets and ways of observin' me 'Cause their pathetic attempts didn't work to murder me When this country was conceived These bastards never heard of me But now I hold the souls of slave masters eternally Bleedin' internally burgundy during surgery verbally 'Cause I'm a spirit to which devils are incompatible I've been around since the planet was inhabitable I spit in the ocean and created microscopic animals Which evolved into two species The righteous and the cannibals But until then I had alien women suck me off And that's the reason Earth is only five billion years old I made the sun shine and permitted time to unfold The surface was lava but when I stepped down it became cold Fuck what you've been told My spiritual form became a swarm of molecule sickness Manifested liquid trapped inside a mountainous region Until the sky started rainin' continuous seasons Immortal Technique at long last reincarnated Undebatably reinstated to leave you decapitated Je suis fou but my crazy words make sense I'll split every pound in your body into six pence I'm sick of simple similes about The Sixth Sense I'll leave your body drenched in the blood From all your ancestors You'll never be at peace like the souls of child molesters I'll cut you and bless your festerin' wounds with alcohol Drown you in a clogged toilet in a public bathroom stall I'll rip you down take a chunk of you home like the Berlin Wall This is the final call for all rappers that wanna brawl Immortal Technique the wrong motherfucker to diss 'Cause I allowed God to let you motherfuckers exist I'm the Stronghold on your neck that doesn't let you breathe Stronger than the fake image of God in which you believe More dangerous than your ignorant ass could ever perceive A European virus mutated in Africa overseas Transported by mosquitoes and fleas to where you live So lock yourself in your house with your wife and your kids You're such a bitch somebody probably made you out of a rib My arrest record just scratches the surface of what I did My bid locked me up and brought my life to an end I was forgotten abandoned by my bitches and friends You don't want beef with people like me so don't pretend I'll resurrect your aborted baby and kill it again You get no props in hip hop like feminine men I'm iller than any plague God gave Moses to send You wanna make amends 'Cause I'm the reason that the earth shakes Buryin' your fam like Central American earthquakes I never make songs to disrespect women Or to judge people about the way that they're livin' But the way I am is based on the life I was given Like them white boys losin' my religion I used to be a Christian and a political pawn The Bible is right and all your native culture is wrong Next thing you know you tellin' me 'bout makin' a song Come in the studio and tell me that I'm makin' it wrong Pissed off 'cause reality is makin' us strong Like the ghost of Timothy McVeigh makin' a bomb Ayo Marvin Gaye what the fuck is goin' on These rap niggas made propaganda out of your song But it's the Gong Show amateur night at the Apollo My dick is like my music but harder to swallow So children follow me like the Pied Piper And sing the chorus in the air with your blunt and your lighter You played yourself thinkin' you're down with me I end your life nigga don't fuck around with me And if you kids can't listen then you're bound to see The way you get shot for crossin' the boundary You played yourself thinkin' you're down with me I end your life nigga don't fuck around with me And if you kids can't listen then you're bound to see The way you get shot for crossin' the boundary The second verse is worse than the first in disrespect Scripted specifically to keep people in check Harlem to Boston real niggas spit with me But Landspeed you ain't fuckin' shit to me And underground labels know that I don't trust you You're only independent 'til you're major so fuck you And if you're pissed off 'cause you think that I dissed you I'll rape your moms so we can make this a personal issue Dance with the Devil remember that you're not on my level Stupid you're not ready I won Disypher Bragging Rights from Rocksteady And practically every battle that they got in New York And I still murder rappers on the street for sport Doctor Guillotine cuttin' you short little man But you don't give me props 'cause I never won at Scribble Jam Well fuck you I hope someone you love dies So fuck your crew And fuck your family too Technique said it bitch what the fuck you gonna do You played yourself thinkin' you're down with me I end your life nigga don't fuck around with me And if you kids can't listen then you're bound to see The way you get shot for crossin' the boundary You played yourself thinkin' you're down with me I end your life nigga don't fuck around with me And if you kids can't listen then you're bound to see The way you get shot for crossin' the boundary Yeah wrap it up on these niggas Wrap it up yeah Immortal Technique incinerates degenerate fags Burn Trent Lott wrapped in his Confederate flag I got the Beretta with my face wrapped in a rag So put the African slave jewelry in the bag Motherfuckers tell me that a diamond is forever But is it worth the blood of Malcolm and Medgar Evers House niggas get your head severed tryin' to be thug You don't concern me I'm tryin' to hurt the people you love Word of mouth is I'm in the club bein' sneaky I'm like the body snatchers and your girl is gettin' sleepy I murder you indiscreetly right at the source Like the Roman Legionnaire that stabbed Christ on the cross This is about you though it ain't about Jesus And you shouldn't fuckin' talk about telekenesis Nigga please movin' shit with your mind Try movin' your moms out the projects with your rhymes And next time I'm comin' after cualquiera Profanity fuckin' carajo maldita mierda Roll up the hierba y pasala para la izquierda Put the price up to listen to me pop shit 'Cause I got Martha Stewart givin' me stock tips Underground money with honeys up in the whip Bangbus.com nigga fuckin' your bitch Yeah played yourself nigga fuck all of y'all You don't know shit about me Why open your mouth and discuss who the fuck I am I thought I told y'all niggas on Volume One I wasn't fuckin' around you just slept 'Cause you sold a few thousand units in the golden era When niggas would buy anything on the shelf But those days are through and you are through with them The things I've seen in life will make you choke by surprise Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened it's eyes Provokin' my demise I'll leave your spirit broken inside Like the feeling of fifty million people hopin' you'd die And niggas wonder why my heart is full of hatred and anger 'Cause some bitch killed my firstborn son with a coat hanger I strangled out the pain until my soul was empty and cold Crippled and worthless so I thought that it could never be sold My mother told me that placin' my faith in God was the answer but then I hated God 'cause he gave my mother cancer Killin' her slow like the Feds did to the Black Panthers The genesis of genocide is like a Pagan religion Carefully hidden woven into the holidays of a Christian I had a vision of nuclear holocaust on top of me And this is prophecy the words that I speak from my lungs The severed head of John the Baptist speakin' in tongues Like Che Guevara my soliloquies speak through a gun Pain in slow motion like trees that reach for the sun Nigga the preachin' is done 'Cause I don't got a DJ like Reverend Run I curse the life of any man who kills benevolent ones I never asked to be the messenger but I was chosen To speak the words of every African slave dumped in the ocean stolen by America tortured buried and frozen Written out of the history books your children are holdin' Internally bleedin' cold-blooded stripped of emotion I go through the motions but there's no life in my eyes It's like I'm hooked up to a respirator waitin' to die Hooked up to the fuckin' chair waitin' to fry Soothin' an electrocution currently used in my execution Producin' thoughts at the speed of light burnin' confusion I'm losin' my sight breathin' is tight the evening is white I made my peace with the Lord and now I stand on his right These are my last words I'm havin' difficulty breathin' Dyin' on the inside internally bleedin' Angel of Death draggin' me away while I'm sleepin' Watchin' my world crumble In front of me searchin' for meanin' These are my last words I'm havin' difficulty breathin' Dyin' on the inside internally bleedin' Angel of Death draggin' me away while I'm sleepin' Watchin' my world crumble In front of me searchin' for meanin' Freedom of speech motherfucker Okay somethin' for the kids I got no strings to hold me down To make me fret or make me frown I had strings but now I'm free I got no strings on me Step into the club smoothly with a L in my hand Bitches know that I'm a freak like the Elephant Man Intelligent plans fuck a record deal I want development land with my benevolent clan And that's the reason that I only trust my fam Fuck a middleman I won't pay anyone else I'll bootleg it and sell it to the streets myself I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a shelf And because of this executives try to diss me Racism frozen in time like Walt Disney And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors If I switch up my politics and change my behavior Try to tell me what to rhyme about over the beat Bitch niggas that never spent a day in the street But I repeat that nobody can hold my reins I put the truth on tracks nigga simple and plain I got no strings so I have fun I'm not tied up to anyone They've got strings but you can see There are no strings on me I guess to America I'm a disaster A slave that was destined to own his masters Independent in every single sense of the word I say what I want you fuckin' little sensitive herb This is America I thought we had freedom of speech But now you want try to control the way that I speak And O'Reilly you think that you a patriot You ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' racist bitch Full of hatred pressin' a button tryin' to eject me But I ain't got no motherfuckin' deal with Pepsi No corporate sponsor tellin' me what to do Askin' me to tone it down during the interview Tryin' to minimize the issue but I'm keepin' it large I love the place that I live but I hate the people in charge Speakin' is hard when you got strings attached So I'ma say it for you 'cause I ain't got none of that And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain Ayo son let this little nigga explain I got no strings so I have fun I'm not tied up to anyone They've got strings but you can see There are no strings on me Come on son y'all niggas know the way I do Immortal Technique dot com live for you And I know sometimes it be makin' you nervous The way I snatch puppet rappers that belong in a circus You motherfuckers just can't compare Lookin' for a fan base that's no longer there I know that you're scared and you're hidin' up in the cut But this is freedom of speech nigga tell 'em what's up Word nigga Fuck John Ashcroft Nigga fuck Fox News Fuck those snake-ass bitches Tryin' to manipulate your opinion tellin' you what to think Word the fuck up We invaded niggas 'cause we wanted to free them You racist mothafucka You don't give a shit about those people You can suck my dick Another rum and coke at the bar nigga It's my day off word up Fuck for the kids Beat Bandits Imagine the Word of God without religious groupies Imagine a savior born in a Mexican hooptie Persecuted single mother in a modern manger You'd crucify him again like a fuckin' stranger Tears of the anger are worth more than diamonds or rubies Imagine bein' locked up since juvie Imagine changin' your life and still goin' out like Tookie Imagine niggas talkin' shit when they never knew me Imagine a movie that depicted the pain in your life Like them kids in Afghanistan chasin' a kite For most of the world that's what it's like Imagine if the woman you suppose to love for the rest of your life Is set to marry someone else at the end of the night They say you fight the greatest jihad in your heart and your mind And fight the hardest when you start from behind So I dream the impossible all the time Fuck a Masonic design America's future is mine Repeat that to yourself 'cause if culture's a crime Them numbers tatted on your arm aren't too far behind They can only conquer you after they've murdered your mind So rise up motherfucker like the sign of the times I feel my body weakenin' but my spirit is fine Ready to go to war with devils at the drop of a dime And fight with my rebel army until the stars are aligned Nostradamus was a white man's prophet Who predicated European supremacist logic Because the pilgrims and Conquistador columns Killed more innocent people than Hitler and Stalin I guess the fortune-tellers skipped an antichrist or two Brother give this to the OG's doin' life with you And pray for the problems with the Pope psychology So the Vatican will offer an apology For destroyin' the people's liberation theology Snatchin' the spirit of Jesus from people in poverty Business decisions like keepin' people in prisons But had the opposite effect incarceratin' religion That type of crooked politics imposed on a populous Is obvious if you read the Northwood documents Forget the compliments for what I recorded And live for revolution instead of always dyin' for it Remember a bullet can never stop me My legions are led by the spirit Haile Selassie watch me Even if I'm shot in the chakra I will prosper Doppler effect bumpin' music out a helicopter And tell them I came back as the son of the Ahura Mazda Fish out the Philistine Dagon from the shores of Gaza And call Quetzalcoatl flyin' over La Raza This is my message to the older gods I'll sacrifice you all to the revolution like the Romanovs Lost in the desert like the Hebrews of Israel The blood clot system tried to kill me like sickle-cell But I survived and I'm alive to fight another day Cocooned in a coma I can still hear my mother pray Walkin' towards the light but somethin' is pullin' me the other way Siempre me encuentro con la mujer equivocada A superficial mami con la alma comprada Yo I'm sick of stupid chicks que hablan de nada Let's go to my house conversacion acabada Yeah we can fuck but you gotta go after manana You walking bowlegged porque te deje clavada Don't ever talk shit about niggas and get enojada There's a reason that you never been properly amada 'Cause you fuck niggas and suck dick como si nada Para la porqueria and save the drama Don't come to the fucking club con una actitud mala You've been drinking too much Bacardi and smoking lala Escuchame senorita if you don't respect yourself Don't expect respect from anyone else Don't expect an hombre to support you with wealth Go to college and be successful do it for delf Nunca vas a ser shit without knowledge of self Mamis with cultural ineptitude are bad for your health That's the type of mujer that I put back on the shelf And go back to the packed crowd to look for somebody else Adios check it We keep it moving properly No me importa lo que haces ain't no way of stopping me Moving through property like I own every monopoly Smoking broccoli compartiendo ideologies Pero solamente pasa on a special occasion With beautiful intelligent mamis that stay blazing Pound for pound I'm the most positive when I bust mine The Zoo adds on like a plus sign Addition that's the key in the ignition With no pause I propel to pole position Ahead of the pack light years ahead of the wack I give a fiend a good book instead of the crack That's the gold mine negativity can't hold mine The black bear's headed for the gold mine And then I'm positive at Showtime I make negative MC's switch styles in no time They change teams rhyme about kings and queens Instead of how they sellin' work to fiends Then I switch thugs into soldiers Those that have given up on God to praise J Hova The rap Ice Age is over My opinion is solid ground but you're a common hater Splittin' and dividin' on numbers like a denominator Third-eye navigator movements are necessary Everything you see in videos is secondary You need positivity like you need respect in jail Because without balance you'll be makin' negative record sales Negative record sales I jerk off inside books and give life to words Leavin' concepts stuck together you probably never heard I love when people think I'm psychologically disturbed 'Cause it means I overloaded their neurological nerves Rappers try to serve me with disgusting incompetence But I keep it positive with ultimate dominance Meditatin' with Native Americans close to Providence I speak to the spirits of ancestors at pow-wows But rumor has it that you gettin' raped like Lil' Bow Wow Now listen industry motherfuckers don't get offended Remember that I'll bring an end to your pretender agenda And render contenders dismembered Bend the fabric of time and put your soul in a blender You livin' a lie like thinkin' Jesus was born in December Instead of caterin' to labels somethin' gotta give I'll rip the electrons out your body and make you positive I seen a lot of kids come and go with marketing gimmicks Because without balance you don't last more than a minute This ain't a game I'll beat the shit out you at the line of scrimmage I rock shows in the ghetto nigga you stuck in the village I wanted to spit on the radio since I was eleven So I make paper underground and I'm soon to blow Movin' tapes like Biggie's ghost at Bad Boy studios My opinion is solid ground but you're a common hater Splittin' and dividin' on numbers like a denominator Third-eye navigator movements are necessary Everything you see in videos is secondary You need positivity like you need respect in jail Because without balance you'll be makin' negative record sales Brothers and sisters friends and I see some enemies In fact I think we'd be fooling ourselves If we had a audience this large and didn't realize That there were some enemies present I'm a weapon that fires lyrical projectiles With no mercy I'm cold-blooded like reptiles Touch a pregnant bitch and make her give birth to a dead child Every time I flex styles Niggas vacate the premises and become exiles I manufacture rhymes like textiles of x-files Enlighten juveniles livin' life with no purpose Organize an army that will make the devils nervous Competition is worthless like the electoral vote If you provoke I'll break your motherfuckin' neck in a yoke Your better off throwin' your shitty life away sniffin' coke Technique will choke you into a spiritual state And it will take a lake of hydrochloric acid to soften this I'll fake your parents suicide and kill you in the orphanage But I inspire ideological metamorphosis Stop talkin' shit or I'll make your existence a memory So you can have me frozen cryogenically for centuries But I'll break the ice if anyone on the planet mentions me I'll burn a hypocritical flag intentionally Explosive revolutionary chemistry's my destiny No mercy is what I chemically bomb on enemies Your life's a fuckin' mistake technique is the remedy Destroy you before you become what you intended to be And in the future you'll worship those that descended from me No mercy is what I chemically bomb on enemies Your life's a fuckin' mistake technique is the remedy Destroy you before you become what you intended to be And in the future you'll worship those that descended from me When I fight you I won't snipe you I'll use a AIDS-infected needle to strike you As well as anyone that vaguely resembles or looks like you And just to spite you I'll force your children At gun point to bite you and rip a piece off To start the beef off of the rest of your petty limited life I'm comin' at'cha to catch ya by surprise in the cyph Nobody's stupid enough to back ya when I tactically attack ya Because my style is nasty like protruding bone fractures And you're a played-out dirty pussy devil like Margaret Thatcher but Technique never get captured inside the rapture 'Cause I mastered the art of causin' natural disasters You should learn the difference In between the students and the master My stature is the dispatcher of damagin' decibels Even though my starvin' people are considered expendable I consecutively escape the racist corporate tentacles I spit raw kinetic energy that's immeasurable Retaliation for perpetration is unendable Mercy is not extendible I'll break your fuckin' brain down into psychological chemicals No mercy is what I chemically bomb on enemies Your life's a fuckin' mistake technique is the remedy Destroy you before you become what you intended to be And in the future you'll worship those that descended from me No mercy is what I chemically bomb on enemies Your life's a fuckin' mistake technique is the remedy Destroy you before you become what you intended to be And in the future you'll worship those that descended from me And it's not smart to be dumb It's not smart to be dumb Back where I come from It's not considered smart to be dumb I could've chose another life with the feds tryna get me Little kids puttin' work in like at Gap and Disney In the whip high as shit like Bobby and Whitney Grab your hand and push the motherfuckin' pedal to sixty Harlem cops frisk me to get me to make their quotas Bar brawl in the club poppin' and rockin' jaws Shot it out leavin' bullet holes the size of Matzah balls I love thick chicks never fucked with a slim broad Played soccer and hammered nails into their shin guards Gambled at cee lo with Dominicans locked in the tombs We was there for robbin' niggas for them Spanish doubloons Remember Goonie-era graffiti of all sorts Now they wanna foreclose on the hood to build a golf course I'll put your hand in a blender to make an entree Then cut your dick off and glue it back on the wrong way All my revolutionary soldiers better ride My word is mathematics bitch numbers never lie So even if they tell you I'm dead I'm still alive Because motherfucker Goonies never die Witness protection program rappers better hide I serve revenge out the freezer niggas never slide So if they tell you I'm gone and you safe niggas lied Because motherfucker Goonies never die I'm a certified Goonie the type to burglarize your crib And leave it smellin' like sour and Afghan gooey Life is a movie but yours was filmed on a greener screen I give you pure uncut raw no deleted scenes War with a broadsword dumpin' a Tec-9 Slit your throat give you a Colombian necktie The best buy to get we let die Let fly the next guy to try some shit Listen a few words just to describe my clique We like a gang of Spartans walkin' on the Gaza Strip Never say die it's time to fight and we never run My Goonies rob niggas for jewelry We call 'em treasure hunts Let him front like he a tough guy with me I'll hit him slug turn him to One-Eyed Willy Watery grave hide your chips I'll hijack your boat load and cruise away on my pirate ship All my revolutionary soldiers better ride My word is mathematics bitch numbers never lie So even if they tell you I'm dead I'm still alive Because motherfucker Goonies never die Witness protection program rappers better hide I serve revenge out the freezer niggas never slide So if they tell you I'm gone and you safe niggas lied Because motherfucker Goonies never die Before Duncan Pinderhughes was runnin' with Doug E. Doug My team got away with murder we ain't fit the bloody glove Those jungle breeds and we come to feed our hungry cubs With hoes pullin' out our pipes Like Goonies under country clubs Let these funny thugs know whoever steps in Bolic's spot Is gettin' crushed with solid rock like Chester Copperpot I suggest the drama stops I'll flood blocks with mustard gas You're up shits creek in a rubber raft cut in half Cross my fuckin' path I dare you I'll mangle who lit the fuse Quick to lose my marbles like Mikey replacin' his with jewels Watchin' y'all enslave the game I'm forced to say the truth Break the chains quick as Sloth reachin' for a Baby Ruth We got eighty proof and whores in Daisy Dukes extra low While fat bitches do the truffle shuffle just to get in shows Fuck what your record sold Respect the code and recognize The rebel tribe that my people kept alive will never die All my revolutionary soldiers better ride My word is mathematics bitch numbers never lie So even if they tell you I'm dead I'm still alive Because motherfucker Goonies never die Witness protection program rappers better hide I serve revenge out the freezer niggas never slide So if they tell you I'm gone and you safe niggas lied Because motherfucker Goonies never die So you're the motherfucker they call Immortal Technique What the fuck make you so special nigga Huh What the fuck do you do I calculate planet alignment like Mayan astronomy Discoverin' atrocities Worse than Aristotle subjectin' children to sodomy Your theory of the galaxy is primitive like Ptolemy The truth about the universe dug up like Aztec pottery Unpredictable results like experimental psychology I stomp the streets with emcee's beneath my feet in colonies But presentation and spirit revolve around autonomy Searchin' for monogamy And cuttin' fake bitches out of my mind like a lobotomy So obviously I'm not gonna be here to play games Walk the top of the world and leave the arctic circle in flames Battle the beast and false prophet predicted in the King James I give a fuck about your emcee name I don't admire you Only by dental records will you be identifiable 'Cause the future is not reliable Remember when rap was not economically viable Comparable to what motherfuckers think of me I might be nobody but wait 'til I'm together like a symphony Resoundin' sound that will continue infinitely Angel of Death punishin' all those who live in infamy And shine so far away from you You'll never get a glimpse of me Attempts to extinguish me don't even bother me none Like retarded kids throwin' ice cubes at the sun A victory against Immortal Technique will never be done Just degrees of losin' it every second you're addin' one Some niggas dream of pushin' kilos but I drop tons With more facts and formulas and philosophical logic Then a basement full of scientists puffin' on chronic Dipped in mic in potassium cyanide and liquid bubonic And use it as a sonic wand to find the spawn of the demonic Screamin' like Onyx is of absolutely no consequence The poison is dense enough to clog up your arteries Mercy is not a part of me I 'cause you bodily injury permanently Because simply verbally murdering me Is inconceivable 'cause of the unbelievable evil injected inside The blood stream of my people And redemption is not located under a church steeple The feeble and the meek in soul just like the technique Will inherit the Earth but the Earth will be weak Mother Earth in her decrepit terminal illness physique Just death following the Fourth Reich disaster A legacy of bastards with plastic explosives Your future's been eroded 'cause you forgot that when your free it's multiplied indefinitely By the struggle that be the struggle I see To socialistically unite the Third World countries Expose hypocrisy in America's democracy Sloppily obsessed with stoppin' me 'cause I speak prophecy Trample and dismantle your capitalist philosophy The same way I stomp the conquerin' rap monopoly And I'm not a fuckin' prophet but that's the fuckin' prophecy New to the world Fresh out the barrio I was an outlaw rebel Out of my mind young and wild My existence defined in one word Survive If it could be sold I can sell it if it can't that's cool I'll fix it up make it look good enough to catch some fools It started when I was young with my Genesis games He traded me John Madden for I don't remember the name But it was weak though The streets though they play with perico So Tito became my hijo he had cheap blow And each O like three four times I flipped ones But it's evil the people I deal with'll stick nuns With big guns the diesel that diesel never change The custies still nod like they agree with everything The weed ain't the same all the colors is new It ain't just green the haze is purple and them berries is blue I don't care if it was pink as long as they still smokin' I'll have them bags packed until they damn near open The hustle's in my veins I could bleed in a pot And make a soup that'd go for ten dollars a pot On a collision course with incarceration Consumed by the lies of the streets They were an illusion But I awoke caged like an animal They got me locked in a cell Where I'm feelin' like an experiment My spirit sharper than lasers they used to build pyramids Writin' on the walls keep me sane Knuckle push-ups on the concrete 'til I bleed out the pain Thoughts of my freedom lingerin' in my brain I'm stronger and much quicker I appreciate the gain Buildin' with my alike brown power reunite Tattoos of my flag pride Jesus Christ But I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy So when I'm free I'll teach and spread the speech Of how they try to divide us This is the life of your forefathers that fought hard Four corners of backyards power in numbers So they subtract us and add bars If they want it we gonna take 'em to war We not a gang or a clique we Young Lords The world got a template to turn us into inmates Caged in a state pen man fuck goin' to Penn State Bonded to slave ships to punch in your timecard Walk my oasis spacin' jungle behind bars Got my epiphany like Malcolm X Prison to the bricks but I'm stuck in this global house arrest I'm a free man so I changed my mannerisms This Greenspan system wanna dent my activism Estilo machetero get my people out the ghetto We vocal minorities no pookie man trail From robbin' bodegas and boastin' like low-lives Revolutionary gangsters in your presence Tryin' to dead us with cancer through chemical testin' We seize the time free at last Learn to love live to fight Not just for me but for others Teach the new blood And live for freedom I survived the assassinations AIDS-epidemic crack era fractured the nation The interpretation of American democracy Is best exemplified in its foreign policy dichotomy I live a double-life of political philosophy But revolution follows me the struggle for equality Against the morally bankrupt claimin' to be born again It's a civil war again like MS-13's origin Banned ethnic studies claimin' our culture will swallow them But you can't conquer people And build a country on top of them And then feel offended that they breathe the same oxygen Your family values lack the wisdom of Solomon But Operation Condor and Operation Bootstrap It's hard to reach Communist Utopia tomorrow When your hands are in a fuckin' glass jar like Che Guevara Forget the distorted historical facts you were given Slave trade was the capital for capitalism Trapped in a prison mentally dyin' existentially Separated from people you can't see yourself to be Then racially integrated into a burnin' house Colony of an empire economically burnin' out Can't win a debate so they sponsor every threat to me I wonder if Agent eight hundred is standin' next to me Yeah my truth is the ark of the covenant buried in Ethiopia Watch who you fucking with in Minneapolis Somalian when I go home The world I use to know is gone and now I'll live on my own For what shall it prosper the rapper with creative control To sign a deal with the devil and lose his soul My still born first expression is cold Like the faces of slave masters on the paper I fold Subliminal racial supremacy choking me quick Like the bedtime stories of Joseph Smith Lynch mob gunning for me trying to murder my seed So shorty put 'em in the Nile in a basket of reeds And now I stare in to the future with a spiritual flashlight Wondering who the fuck was me in a past life Bad diet fuck raw die young fast life Same as a crash flight that took off when the music died on your last night Tell 'em the truth and they call you a traitor Talk to 'em honestly and they call you a hater Losing my composure 'cause the message is urgent Talking reckless drunk on the mic like Larry Merchant Cursing at the serpent Sumerian demons Who brush their wings against the air that I'm breathin' A heathen with nothing left to believe in Even a reason from living that was forgiven by God and not religion Envision Jesus risen from the dead like Horus In the baptist church shaking off the rigor mortis The borders should be illegal instead of the people That were here before the Bible and all of its sequels I speak to the detached and unrealistic That were born normal but turned socially autistic We resisted homeland securities mission Because I know what they really envisioned No matter what the fuck life throws at me I continue to make it through indefinitely Immortal Technique defeats the odds repetitively Until there ain't shit ahead of me competitively Surviving the tough times is imperative to me Looking at the whole world revolutionarily They don't want to hear you old Uncle Tom Handkerchief heads talking about the odds Technique will force you into strategical retreat Because I dominate guerrilla warfare in the streets There ain't no way to picture me without a victory speech When I reach higher positions Without the recognition of pissed on competition 'Cause I conquered their renditions In a systematic form like a religious tradition My mission is to take you lyrically break you Lyrically assassinate you Lyrically incinerate your body and recreate you To destroy the power that mentally incarcerates you 'Cause even though I rip it better I could not forsake you You're my people with the same oppressors so how could I hate you The revolution of the mind that bring me generates you But when you come original people impersonate you start to hate you 'Cause the conflict is building within the ultimate sin Is to be ashamed of your skin My rhymes are like Jamaican over proof I make the room spin Intoxicated flow I bleed vodka and brandy Don't make me choke you down like Jon Benet Ramsey Something demands of me to rip this fucking shit uncannily God commanded me to be a technological disease And psychologically do battle with the best emcee's 'Cause I'm the capital of revolutionary nation that's infallible Aztec Lecter Hannibal Rip your heart out of your chest and feed it to the cannibals Your just a fucking animal but I'm the Neosapien 'Cause my original civilization was based upon creation You know theirs no escaping even though your heart is racing I'll put your best disciple on academic probation Fuck the litigation fuck the best rapper nominations And fuck the president I voted for assassination I'm saying fuck the federal bullshit investigations Fuck the cover up of ghetto radiation extermination Using my people for experimentation And if doesn't play hip hop then fuck your radio station Revolutions overturn systems revolutions destroy systems Yo what the fuck happen to reality spitting rhyme slayers These days everybody trying to be a thug or a player Where did all the real motherfuckers go in the game Bring back the break dancers and graffiti writers with fame I remember hip hop before the mic gun clapping 'Cause I used to drink forties with more flavor then these rappers Lyrical ego trips doesn't make fortification Your not dope enough spit self glorification So don't jerk me around 'cause my name ain't masturbation Life is hard it'll leave you scarred 'cause I been through shit If you consider rap a job I suggest that you quit Don't you understand the audience will listen and dance In the club crib or car or whatever they get the chance To be emancipated start debating justice in the cipher Why do you think project rooms look like the cells in Rikers I'm explaining the significance on the reason behind it They're preparing your children for the prison environment When you don't amount to shit prison becomes retirement But I refuse to be took in to central booking in chains 'Cause sleeping on the floor in cages starts to fuck with your brain The system ain't reformatory it's only purgatory Close to hell but I rebel as begin to spark an L And tell my people how we fell into the trap that we live in Because they locked us up in ghetto's and began to rape our women So I leave the system Unforgiven like Eastwood 'Cause I was bless with lyrical strength to do whatever I could You should of seen it coming long ago when you were very young My word is through the father holy spirit and his fucking son 'Cause when I grab the mic device in front of Christ and start to rip it So talk about whatever and be what you wanna be But don't mistake the way I break the faith for simple blasphemy 'Cause through the highest frequencies in the New-York City I'd rather be rich and unhappy than broke and miserable 'Cause the game don't give a fuck if you lyrical And that's pitiful so my position is pivotal You can hate me all you like but you worship the principle I inspire revolution the government's not invincible Vietnam to Venezuela trick knowledge they pimpin you All up in the hood like McDonald's and liquor Selling AIDS medicine when we know you got the cure nigga You leery of conspiracy theory but hear me From a business perspective it makes more sense clearly 'Cause moreover that's what we go to war over And numbers don't lie unless we do Bush and Gore over Free markets make money disingenuously But I invest in agriculture biochemistry Smart nigga from the hood pussy what type of crime is that Can't dodge the game If you lookin' for the money or the fame The players and the rules ain't changed But see we tryin' to leave a name So we're turnin' out Yeah this is how pimps get pimped and players get played Rich people get robbed and broke niggas paid New York London Chicago Philly and L.A We're tearin it out of the frame See we deserve to stake that claim If we didn't it's a cryin shame What we're concerned about is how to turn it out Show me a pretty girl with the world stuck to her And I bet you there's a brother that's tired of fuckin her Lots of niggas girls is someone else's one night stand I probably made some bitches nervous listenin with they man And if that offends somebody I'm sorry fuck you What you think revolutionaries don't like to fuck too You just gotta beware of dangerous coochie Cover ya head like a kufi some rappers think that they live in a movie Until they get herpes or clap from a groupie And I don't need to shout you out nigga you know who you be Look most people are only players 'cause they got played And have not let go of that shit since the 7th grade Yeah you got your heart broke life sucks doesn't it But you shouldn't fuck up someone else's life because of it Someone did your mother like that that's why you fatherless Before jail or racist cops that's what the problem is See who's the one to place that blame We getting trapped in cycle of pain With a generation headed down the drain That's how we're turning out This is how pimps get pimped And players get played Beautiful women get cheated on And gangsters strayed Jersey Detroit Denver Phoenix Atlanta Texas Vegas Seattle and fuckin Louisiana Regardless of the money you're paid You spend it on a watch and a chain But can't offer your children a thing What the hell is goin' on in your brain Yeah I'm not a crack rapper I'm not a backpacker I'm not a wack rapper moonlighting as a bad actor I treat labels like the projects 'cause I'm a hater Go to the Sony building and piss in the elevator Cater to hustlers crooks and cheap smugglers Bootleg my own album to reach customers Every city state and country the hood love me Even Aborigines in Australia bump me They say underground fans are all the color of talcum But who the fuck you think buy fifty and Jay albums Who the fuck you think made Snoop and Dre platinum Call up any major record label and ask 'em But there's some devils in disguise in hip-hop That belong at Republican fundraisers with Kid Rock I hope one of my fans has one of your kids shot And blames it on Acid Prozac and Slipknot You a pussy actin hard like a bitch cop I'll drop you to the floor like a reverse wristlock Eat your food and shit on you like a highway pit stop And make revolutionaries out of kids that used to flip rocks The government pimped nine eleven to go to Iraq And history repeats itself right on track First as a tragedy and then the comedy begins 'Cause it's funny motherfuckers don't see it come around again Where can we be free We only wanna live our lives Live our lives with our eyes open Open your eyes open your eyes You stupid motherfuckers you stupid motherfuckers Open your eyes before you die Yea I turned twenty-one in prison locked up at night Now I walk around free seems like another life Another roll with some other dice Another ho or a loving wife People come and go some really you never know Intellectual midgets that really never grow A toast to the broken hearted Who never finished what they fuckin started People who go out and try to be a rebel at night Try to make up for the fact that they settled in life It's like a fight between the devil and Christ over the limelight Spiritual celebrity poker But the whole deck is full of jokers And every year that you get older The stakes get higher Gambling with a bunch of fakes and liars Real talk 'cause the real New York Is the pain and the suffering of lost love Staring off into the distance in the midst of the club Depression and emptiness that lead to suicide And the struggle inside of yourself that keeps you alive Survived and medicated stalked by sobriety The life that you live now tortured by memories violently I pray inside of me that one day you could be forgiven For murdering the beautiful world we used to live in Crimes of the heart Love doesn't need a complicated metaphor And sometimes nothin' needs to be said at all Sometimes a person you're with is not your one and only And you just fuck with them because you afraid to be lonely And when you come back its too late So you overcompensate like victims of rape full of self-hate Lost in the affection to strangers around you Instead of the only person that ever gave a fuck about you Thought you were happy so you didn't come check me But then when he cheated or treated you incorrectly You conveniently realized you could never forget me And tried to crawl back in my life unexpectedly These are my indictments of those who claim to be righteous And leave a trail of broken hearts on their way to enlightment But I can't give into hatred or pass judgment Even towards every illusion I've been in love with 'Cause the heart that betrays itself willingly Is like a nation that trades freedom for stability It's so seductive to be cold and corrupted And isolated and try to be an independent republic But liberty to be loved on the surface is worthless The sacrifice of revolution with no purpose Take it from a criminal searching for his redemption Cursing at God desperately trying to get his attention Looking for the shining light Who'll walk the line with me tonight Round we go won't cross Climbing through the endless night Who'll walk the line with me this time Climbing through the endless night Get ya dough watch it go back to the people that holdin' some Basic ancient secrets they keeping its us they stole it from Peter Joseph told us so only those that seem to know can counteract the status quo balance act which way to go Yeah charge in the car can 'cause an alarm That's part of the arm that traps you Now bags you check in you go inside you prepared to fly Watch for scannin' you cannot hide comfortable Climbing a tree while I'm getting high That big brother eagle start to die No matter what degrees they weave and devise a plan to decease all that sees they provide Waitin' for us to breathe out the evil inside No need to kiss the dream is alive Free us from the evils of the demons outside I blame it on the government say it on the radio I have a devil in my infrared scope Every president we've ever had lied Yo the world a mess we all lust the flesh I won't stop till the people see success So many beat to death so many people left With the mark of the beast can't cheat the test You bear the mark I bear the mark With the blood in the waters they're for sharks Now everybody want to be quoting Marx Less of the bite and more of a bark In a world of fakes here's what it takes Gotta have big balls not baby grapes At a crazy pace let's do it face to face The whole race chase waste space age sensash With a warm embrace they go and stab your back It's so wack that the hacks flapjack the tracks And when the bombs attack we gon' bomb 'em back Whit the cold facts rap tracks catch a jax There's no latch attached you can't own a soul So don't go scroll Patrol Let's go toe to toe like pro dojo Throws sold yo' soul so don't go so slow No need to crow no need to flip What we need is a change in leadership Won't even give a chance to plead the fifth Before the radar go from bleep to blip bitch I blame it on the goverment say it one the radio And if you don't already know I have a devil in my infrared scope 'Cause I don't give a motherfuck I blame it on the goverment Every president we ever had lied Semi-automatic crooked cop killing Glock You think I don't notice the line when you cross it I'm like the mind of a genius trapped in a cerebral palsy You underestimate the hood you think niggas is stupid We read the country's credits niggas know who produced it Why the fuck you think they're pushing military recruitments America been platinum and she afraid of recoupment So when you try to close the border and don't let us in I'll overthrow California with twenty million Mexicans Cubans and Chinese who came looking for freedom Till they realized America was run by demons And I don't mean George Bush he was a fuckin' zero More like the Roman emperor Nero Who did nothing while the black slum turned to Atlantis I mean those behind the canvas that made the mechanics And then planned it It sounds simple but stupid niggas won't understand it Until the mark of the beast has your face branded nigga Let me welcome both of you to the show this morning to talk About what I consider a very very important topic of the Harlem Renaissance But before we get into that Harlem once was red line district rated Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David And you wonder why people don't own their homes 'Cause the racist bank wouldn't fucking mortgage a loan Until after the invasion of gentrification Eminent domain intimidation That's not negotiation and it's frustrating to look at Every day like watching a porno on fifty-six grands Biohazard labs instead of storerooms Whats next motherfucker projects as dorm rooms You ain't fooling nobody in this community duke With your little fake Manhattanville community group Ivy League real estate firms are corrupt They lay siege to your castle like the Moors in Europe They treat street vendors like criminal riffraff While politicians get the corporate kickback Harlem Renaissance a revolution betrayed Modern day slaves thinkin' that the ghetto is saved Till they start deporting people off the property Ethnically cleansing the hood economically They wanna kill the real Harlem Renaissance Tryna put the Virgin Mary through an early menopause The savior is a metaphor for how we set it off Guerrilla war against the rezoning predators When I speak about Harlem I speak to the world The little Afghan boy and the Bosnian girl The African of Sudan the people of Kurdistan The third world American indigenous man Palestinians Washington Heights Dominicans Displaced New Orleans citizens Beach front Brazilian favelas that you livin' in The hood is prime real estate they want back in again I didn't write this to talk shit I say it because Some of ya'll forgot what the Harlem Renaissance was We had revolution music and artisans But the movement was still fucked up like Parkinson's 'Cause while we were giving birth to the culture we love Prejudice kept our own people outta the club Only colored celebrities in the party And left us a legacy of false superiority W.E.B. Du Bois versus Marcus Garvey And we ended up selling out to everybody The Dutch Schultz and John Gotti's Banksters modern day gangsters Immobile army They wanna move us all out the New-York City Like they did to the Jews With the Alhambra Decree So support your own businesses and do the knowledge 'Cause the real Harlem Renaissance is economic When they were saying it is the renaissance of Harlem They didn't mean that we had stake in that They meant to say that they could make money out of us They are coming in with all kinds of prejudices In Brooklyn they're doing the same thing In Queens they're doing the same thing The Bronx there's hardly any place which is affordable I mean those people are putting up condominiums which start from a million dollars How many people in this community make that kind of money How many people have that kind of money People of Harlem they are the natural allies of the oppressed people of the world Whether the struggle is in Panama in Africa Cuba We spend money with the wrong people We are looking for love with people Who don't love us What's wrong with loving each other and making sure we are protected These fuckin' snakes man Fuckin' up our lives I'll take a piss in your oil fields I want some motherfuckin' payback so yo I wanna run for president and the focal point when I'm campaignin' Is to put FEMA to work on a plantation at Camp David Demand payment for New Orleans with the best of swordsmen Launching missiles at the White House while Tech's performin' On the lawn and I just let 'em burn till death's confirmed Laid to rest with worms 'cause otherwise they'll never learn I'll form a cruel intent put anthrax through the vents From out a package I got in the mail that you just sent But I got a better punishment for these Republicans I'd let 'em live so they can see us overthrow the government Let's fuck with them have the first lady beat me off Till my semen's launched then I skeet across her face like Peter North And I won't leave a doubt what we about when I cream her mouth Or leave her trout bleeding out on Condoleezza's couch I'll seek this route without regrets and drink a brew then think of you 'Cause if it's the last fuckin' thing I do I'll Yeah Immortal Technique Rassy Nigga I never forget nothing nigga Fifty-one percent of the World Bank is owned by the U.S. treasury Robbing third world countries out all they resources and equity When Afghanistan was fighting the Russians Reagan and Bush gave Bin Laden weapons and told him get to bussin We even called 'em freedom fighters Financed the cost with CIA imported cocaine That whole Iran Contra Scandal niggas took the blame Started a war on drugs Meanwhile Russia's defeated America thinks more oil for us Take over set up a puppet government Arabs ain't bearing it So the same freedom fighters George W. call 'em terrorists Poetic justice payback's a bitch these fuckin hypocrites Like Bill O'Reilly right-wingers deserve what they get Rush Limbaugh drug addict Giuliani sex scandal I wanna thank white supremacists then show you how my tech's handled My neck's nano-technologically designed It spits SARS to all you stupid ass execs that capital resigned I am vindictive faggots Yeah I got something for you motherfuckers haha You want it here you go The first payback that I would accomplish I'd draft children from the Senate and Congress Pompous religious right made suicidal When I exposed Josephus for ghost writin' the Bible Making nuclear silos bomb the world with hydro Chinese dragon sized blunts in Maracaibo Huh and everyone flashing a gun on a DVD I'd make them niggas shoot it out with NYPD And every fucker that didn't buy my CD I'd stab the revolution in their neck with an knive See me own the world I'd give it back to the poor I'd give a last name to every single son of a whore Hard to the core fuck what the game is Niggas pop on they block but they globally nameless I'd show the hood real gangsters and make 'em famous Langley Virginia where my connect for cocaine is I'd make everybody fuckin have the world darkening I make rap about lyrics not beats and marketing Replace every raped virgin's broken hymen Holding De Beers reclining while they choke on they diamonds My designing's like Francis Ford Coppola rhyming Building a universe inside solitary confinement I'd reverse Rockefeller laws and bring Mumia home And serve the President freestyling offa the dome Every time I speak my mind I'm lyrically critical The pinnacle of being revolutionarily pivotal Beyond anything ever studied that's metaphysical Man fuck a minority I'm not politically minimal But obviously terminologies that are statistical Are manufactured to be unequivocally subliminal Transmitted by monopolized media visuals So I riddle hypocritically pitiful criminals Habitually utilizing typical rituals With false pretense in attempts to be spiritual To individuals who believe in Biblical miracles Instead of themselves 'cause they're not thinkin' original And the color of their skin makes them feel invisible Like microscopic miscarriages lynched with the umbilical Only a fuckin' imbecile would think they're uncorrectable 'Cause you're susceptible to becomin' more than a spectacle Remember that your flesh your blood and your body are dissectable I'll beat you until you're a vegetable And wake up in a hospital covered in poisonous chemicals In a fetal position with your face sewn to your testicles Thinkin' that you were kidnapped by extraterrestrials You got heart I'm the blood that pumps in your ventricles Technique I'm like your soul nigga indispensable With no respect for those who cower at the hour of revolution 'Cause the government owes my people restitution Instead of sedatives like cocaine and prostitution Conclusion is that you'll have to violently silence me 'Cause I raid the airwaves of cutthroat piracy In school my teachers blinded me but now I can see Now I'm mentally and revolutionarily free Broadenin' horizons about what my people could be If we wasn't set up to get shot locked You see families bleed because of corporate greed And monopolizin' weed is virtually impossible So it won't be legalized and that's another obstacle But I'm still rollin' up pocket fulls of tropical The government's involved directly so it's unstoppable Like a nuclear rocket full of biochemical toxins That invade the ecological Improbable that the average intellect could understand So I encrypted this into hip hop that's in high demand And spread it through the ghetto of every city like contraband Stomp a man of any complexion with a devilish nature 'Cause I'm tryin' to save the Earth But you're just gettin' in line to rape her Somebody talked shit to me in L.A. and never lived 'Cause brown roll deeper than red or blue ever did I got bullets that'll rip through your ribs More painful than watching R. Kelly piss on your kids Here's the ultimatum mothafucka Give me that ASAP Or give America Biggie and 2Pac flashbacks Some niggas don't think the Underground is grimy and dirty 'Til they find your body on a fucking highway in Jersey I fire rockets at generic topics Your lyrics don't hold weight Like two-dimensional objects 'Cause jail culture didn't give you that fitted hat To memorize a ghostwritten shit verse and spit it back I won't let your wack rhymes redefine lyricism For a whole generation with their fathers in prison You live inside the image of an Era that's gone Like government officials trying to justify Vietnam I'll leave niggas traumatized like they momma died And they was responsible for the driveby homicide And I don't market revolution I live it What you think 'cause you fake everyone else is a gimmick Jealous bickering industry slaves the nerve of you Like a child prostitute born into a life of servitude Until we murder you making the red carpet burgundy The Psycho Realm and the streets were I prefer to be Hollywood Driveby motherfucking murderfest Weed clouds in the air that 'cause turbulence Revolution motherfucka you heard of it I light the spliff with the flag while Im burning it Hollywood Driveby spraying the cucarachas War with the system like the streets of Oaxaca Yea Revolution motherfucka yea you scared of it Well its coming to the industry now so be prepared for it You're on some bullshit tracks I spit them full clip raps While most of these 'gangsta rappers' are some full fledge rats The real Gs stay strapped in full combat What you see in the videos is full on acts The streets don't believe you homie Armaggeddon in the rap game is coming and we lead the army Rock 'Terror Tape' out of your sounds Got hostages in pink this is what they call hip hop now I keep that metro shit out of my whip Man that dummy rap is thru making money is about to extinct You know the radio is trying to kill rap with that shit The only thing dying is the DJs when the K spit Im taking your chips like crashing your game of cards This is how I eat holmes I will give you bars And take the life of these stars for the state of ours Im from the city of fallen stars the home of bangin hard Waitin for them at the Radio City Hall to snatch em out their fuckin cars Expose em for what they are narcs jakes snake informants Feeding us horse shit blaze up all of them They say hip hop doesn't exist Rappers talking hard dressed up like punk rock kids Pumped up by some corporate endorsement dead corpses are voiceless No one hears ya homie ya little fame is over We'll send little homies for closer like bankers 'cause you owe us the mortgage For exploiting the lifestyle that many died jailed up for storage Leaving most of us hopeless homies radio focused What we're building got em all afraid Gimme the K I'll be honored to ignite the flame That'll burn down the game whats fame Keep it A movement a sonic war motherfucka you sleepin I would like to send a message to all the underground mc's out there working hard The time has come to realize your net worth in the market And stop being a fucking commodity And if you didn't understand what I've just said then you already waiting to get fucked For example a lot of these promoters are doing showcases Throwing events and not even paying the workhorses They trying get us to rock for the love of hiphop or rock for the exposure Now look man I don't mind doing a guest spot for my peeps Or doing a benefit show but don't lie to me pussy Coz I find out I'm paying your light bill I'm fucking you up nigga Besides you ain't doing this for the love you ain't doing it for the exposure You charging up to ten dollars at the door and you ain't tryin to give me shit So wait a minute you want me to go shopping cook the food and put it in front of you But you won't let me sit down and eat with you The fuck is that Niggas need to start playing their position man Just 'cause you throw a party a hosting event or an open mic or a showcase or a battle That don't make you important at all Without me and everybody like me out there You ain't nutting but a good idea motherfucker So stay in your place And to all these bitchass who are too lazy to come up with a way to sell records That they keep recycling marketing schemes and imagery There is a market for everything man There is a market for pet psychologists nigga There is a market for twisted Shitfetish video's and or nipplerings for riverdancing for chocolate covered roaches But you can't find one for cultured hardcore reality and hip-hop People like you the house nigga executives And them rich motherfuckers that own you the motherfucking machine man You and all these niggas talking about the same shit With the same flow over the same candy-ass beats But I refuse the feed the machine And Im not giving any magazine money But then again you don't own me and none of you niggas ever will If I'm feeling what you fight for I'm rolling with you to the end And the more that mc's producers dj's And independent labels start to grasp the conceptuality Of what their contribution to the business of hiphop is Rather then just the music the more the industry will be forced to change Oh heh and one last thing You don't have to agree with everything I've said But don't ever be condescending to me Picking up your wack ass friends that rhyme and being like Ow yeah Immortal Technique he's alright Your mom is pussy that's ain't ok Your peoples getting shot dead in the street that's aaiight I'm the motherfucking Immortal Technique nigga The message and the money And you ain't got either Makes you grow up faster than you'd expect to sometimes Fuck around and be in your late twenties Feelin like a old man and shit Yeah for real son let em know It's hard to breath and hard to run when your lung's blackened Coughing up blood like what the fuck happened Raising my risk of cancer's the answer homie But after drinking something there's nothing like puffing a bogie Now I can blame the same product placement in movies Or the commercials or Scarface in a jacuzzi Damn I should a never took that first cigarette I fucked up like your girl was riding on top of me I should of took her to trial and never copped a plea But this ain't a Christian nation motherfucka please America never taught me to turn the other cheek 'Cause I'm from Harlem the north of Manhattan We knock niggas out and make em bounce like Ricky Hatton But wildin on the corner got me turned back from the Canadian border I knew she was a virgin when I first met her Rockin stockings and poppin out of the catholic school sweater Mom told her she could do better than a criminal Seventeen year-old psychotic trying to be lyrical I never meant to break her heart or fuck up her life But I was careless instead of treating her right I seen her again at some club strippin and wondered If I could have made her life different Yeahyeah I joined the army looking for money to go to college But they ain't pay me a quarter of what they fucking promised Extended my tour treating me like a sucker That's the reason officers get fragged motherfucker Don't give me speeches on how you respect and you love me But no body armor in a lightly armored humvee My family's lonely and you want me to reenlist for thirty grand homie When I was young I got signed to a record label The deal looked so good when it was on the table It paid for my cable cribs cars and jewelry The studios the women there's nothing they wouldn't do for me Except stop screwing me for publishing and royalties How the fuck are you my dawg when there's no loyalty Word to the street I should've gone independent like Immortal Technique Some people learn from mistakes and don't repeat them Others try to block the memories and just delete them But I keep em as a reminder they not killing me And I thank God for teaching me humility Son remember when you fight to be free To see things how they are and not how you like em to be 'Cause even when the world is falling on top of me Pessimism is an emotion not a philosophy Knowing what's wrong doesn't imply that you right And its another when you suffer to apply it in life But I'm no rookie And I'm never gonna make the same mistake twice pussy Ok let's go talk to em' holler Don't you get tired of hearing niggas say that shit all the time Why can't you shut the fuck up and rhyme nigga Yeah yeah Used to run around getting my fight in the streets on Back in the day before Harlem had a green zone What good is a good education with no direction Like the right to vote with no one to vote for in an election Like a gun with no bullets in the clip for protection Like a crowd packed in the front without the midsection Used to live robbing and stealing and being reckless It took time for my mind to put the ghetto in perspective I used to live in the back of a holding van Used to be offbeat like the white girls' shoulder dance I wrote rhymes a acappella no beat behind bars Shed blood to make it like the story behind scars I used to be a battle champion in the meanwhile Before some of you little fuckers learned to freestyle Prematurely senile underground prima donnas I was Oliver North during Iran Contra 'Cause I never snitched and that's backed by evidence I learned it by watching you don't ever forget it bitch 'Cause everybody knows how the government do They never snitch on themselves but they want you to snitch on you Evolution from Australopithecus Primitive commercial shit to hard-core lyricist Your wax is useless rappers are dropping like Icarus Technological revolution nigga picture this I told you what it was but this is what it is now Lyrical bullets packed to the top of the clip now Treat it like a robbery I'm shutting this shit down Fellas put your hands up and the all the women strip down That's not misogynist you ostriches 'cause I could just apocalypse Talk politics to the populace Or challenge what the market is With militant caucuses That'll smash the spirit of Hip Hop out the sarcophagus This is the curse of Tutankhamen I bring the drama on I'm sinful I eat you broad daylight on Ramadan Hip Hop reparations now we taking back Delucci Don't tell me you spent it on coke like Danny Bonaduce We're tired of being on the outside looking in Wondering what the fuck Hip Hop would've been This is what it is as opposed to what it used to be And this is your corporate tax ID eulogy Dominant species the new breed that won't let you breath I'll make you die for what I believe So we got nothing in common There ain't no comparison You got beef with niggas I got beef with Aryans White power Nazi European Americans Rapid Poverty pimps and fake vegetarians The resurrection ripping a ball through the record section Flight connection to the Chechen border for guerrilla lessons Fuck a middle man distributor I got a choice now This ain't Volume 1. I got a grown man's voice now Toured the country four times over I'm older and wiser Poisonous words you'll find strychnine in my saliva I told you what it was but this is what it is now 50 caliber bullets I don't need a clip now Fuck your private jet nigga we shooting the shit down Bomb wall street and make the stock market dip down I told you what it was but this is what it is now You the shit nigga I don't care about shit now I play the role of Abraham idols get ripped down Melt the ice caps and make all of this shit drown Now I think you know that there is no such thing as an American anymore Just rich people and poor people Nearly all religions were brought to people And imposed on people by conquerers And used as the framework to control their mind My main point here is that if you are a child of God And God is a part of you then in your imagination God is supposed to look like you And when you accept a picture of the deity assigned to you By another people you become the spiritual prisoner of that other people I burn my bridges with a blow torch A rebel born from verbal holocaust Dirty and never try to cleanse to get the drama off Swiftest stealth assassin snipe you from balcony shots A terrorist position professional from the opera box Rhyme documents infamous like the Bill of Rights Illa tight havin' niggas open like the thrill of dykes Jean Grae Yakuza mass murderer Friends who got the dirt on her Foes who never heard of her Wild Style my mouth bomb the train up I spit Krylon in five colors when I speak I spray my name up Split your wig up like Denny Bruce Splash your remains and brains out On the street like Henny and juice Noose your neck and loosen your spine from back Shift your spleen rip 'til it's just obscene From downtown swingin' it New York illest who rip it Ever flow like a river fuck your girl like a nigga what I've been through hell and back scars swell on my back I spit bars y'all spit repetitive raps I'm a street dude who decided to rhyme with lines that'll crack the disc between your mind and your spine That's why y'all wanna bite my design And that's why usually I hold the mic like a 9 Pistol-whip you on the side of your eye watch it pop out We knock out cats and wipe the floors with their rocks out Shocked now Like you drivin' in a lightning storm With the top down we got this locked down Like convicts on the run gettin' shot down for phone time We gainin' yards in the whole nine See me and Tech we steadily building And we about to blow like the Oklahoma Federal Building And all them niggas get mad when we step in the building 'Cause we make the crowd jump And hit they head on the ceiling what I spit heat like the deserts of Saudi Arabia Bury competition like Mesopotamia Emanatin' radiation pissin' liquid uranium I bring the rock like European drunks in soccer stadiums I'll split your cranium with perfect symmetry lyrically If you're not the illest then you don't deserve to spit with me OBS-obliterating bastards sacrilegiously I sacrifice niggas who talk shit ritualistically Meticulously makin' all my rivals suicidal Like white suburban kids on acid readin' the Satanic Bible My arrival is genocidal like Christopher Columbus Exterminatin' races of wack MC's that walk among us I've just begun to bust I'll make this place open candela These racist cops wanna lock me longer then Nelson Mandela Pissed off I'm makin' hella paper East to West Coast And I treat the law in this country like a motherfuckin' joke 'Cause if I'm willin' to smoke the President While he's sniffin' his coke You know it don't mean shit to me to cut a fuckin' cop's throat Jean Grae Pumpkinhead Immortal Technique Yo Tech it's the last call baby what's good Yeah you know a remix just feels right though Before we get outta here You gotta drop one last gem on them nahmsayin No question it's like the elders told me No one person can do anything But everyone can do something So we gotta rep for all the niggas that ain't here right now The outro tip the One Remix yo One Enterprises comprises the artist and the sound The pen and paper plays my savior while I'm gettin' down Pray for my neighbors as a favor for holdin' me down Slave for my papers as I savor the way that it pounds It's underground but the blatent vibrations widely found Facin' the nation complacent radio stations now Stop hesitatin' and contemplatin' the way we patient Start motivatin' and get them playin' the shit we sayin' Ain't no delayin' in this war that we gettin' slayed in 'Cause time's a wastin' while we stand adjacent to abrasions Their fouls are more than flagrant And so I see the prisons cages while I pound the pavement Usin' the tools of old ancients Announcin' my engagment to this music that we makin' Ain't no fakin' on tracks and we ain't never come wack Immortal Technique and Akir Y'all niggas fear it's a wrap it's like Immortal Technique in the trenches with my nigga Akir Our family surived the genocides so we can be here And now we enterprise the aftermath one in the same Livin' the revolution 'til we catch one in the brain And even then my spirit will return in heavenly form And wipe the chess board clean of my enemy's pawns The Red Dawn Communist threat buried and gone So they invented a war the government can carry on It makes me wonder if the word of God is lost in the man This is for the children of Iraq lost in the sand This is for the illest emcees that'll never be known And this is for all the soliders that'll never come home I wrote this for Mumia stuck in the beast For people who march in the streets and struggle for peace For hood niggas born rugged never rockin' Versace Eddie Ramierez's cousin George and my old friend Sashi Chris from the block and all my niggas stuck in a cell Paul Wolfowitz motherfucker I'll see you in Hell My destiny is to show the world that the music is real Go back in time and play this shit for the slaves in the field And for my children in the future that are waitin' to breathe People slowly dyin' hangin' on waitin' to leave Believe when I'm gone and this album's on a library shelf I'll be one with God and one with you and everything else Yeah Revolutionary Vol. 2 has been brought to you By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit And if you playin' this album and I'm no longer here And sometime far away from when I recorded this Remember that history Isn't the way the corporate controlled media made it look like Read between the lines and free your mind Revolution is the birth of equality And the antithesis to oppression But this is only built for real motherfuckers So when I'm gone don't let nobody I never got along with try to make songs kissin' my ass recyclin' my beats or my vocals The shit is real over here man thank you for listenin' And thank you for supportin' independent Hip Hop The heart and soul of our culture Keepin' the truth alive goodnight my people goodnight I pledge no allegiance fuck the President's speeches What the industry did to 'Pac they did to Jesus Rapin' his vocals and then destroyin' the message Tryin' to deport us if they can't destroy and arrest us Government front religious but their heart is empty Like a televangelist preachin' out of his Bentley Callin' abortion murder in a medical building But don't give a fuck about bombin' Iraqi children Talkin' like units in the fuckin' libretto Look at their mansions and look at your suburban ghetto The gulag the new hood where they send us to live 'Cause they don't give a fuck about none of our kids That's why Blacks and Latinos get the worst education While devils run America like Birth of a Nation Affirmative action ain't reverse discrimination That shit is a pathetic excuse for reparations Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects it was you nigga it was you Bush knocked down the towers it was you nigga it was you They say that terrorism revolves around the Qur'an But that is stupid I'll show you why it's totally wrong 'Cause if this country was invaded and crumbled I'd turn Harlem into a Columbian jungle And I wouldn't be fightin' for a Christian nation I'd be fightin' for survival from extermination I wouldn't fight for Fox News them racist niggas I'd be fightin' for the hood for the faceless niggas For the immigrants America loves to despise Even though it needs them to make the economy rise They feed us genetically-modified garbage So I repetitively reload the cartridge Boston New York down to Atlanta Guerilla war in the swamps of Louisiana Camera panoramas of hammers couldn't rock me East Coast to West Coast you can't stop me And fuck Schwarzenegger his pops was a Nazi And it runs in the family so run for the Grammy's Run to the coon picnic and try to pick up a mammy But half of y'all are faggots tryin' to pick up a tranny Eddie Murphy-ass motherfuckers goin' commercial Even Interscope is gettin' pimped by Universal Green Tutankhamen Lantern I curse you and murk you But the Bin Laden slush fund remix just burked you Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects It was you nigga it was you Bush knocked down the towers It was you nigga it was you It was you motherfucker This is an invasion an occupation Immortal Technique the evil genius DJ Green Lantern And you're now in the state of guerrilla warfare It has been spread by the superpowers of the industry To the 3rd World underground of the streets This is for all those who've been labeled extremists maniacs terrorists Shit Welcome to the 3rd World Invasion and rampant monetary inflation That brought us all to the footsteps of this nation Peruvians Haitians Ecuadorians Nicaraguans Colombians Salvadorians Invasion and rampant monetary inflation That brought us all to the footsteps of this nation Peruvians Haitians Ecuadorians Nicaraguans Colombians Salvadorians They call us terrorists after they ruined our countries Funding right-wing paramilitary monkeys Tortured our populace then blamed the communists Your lies are too obvious propaganda monotonous And that's not socialist mythology This is urban warfare through the streets of your psychology So I'm like the legs of a paraplegic really 'Cause I'm still part of you even if you can't feel me You can never debate me the Smith Wesson at your baby Like troops with gats in Iraq do daily So you can marginalize the way you portray me But don't get Hollywood and try to play me We can shoot it out in the theater like troops in the eighties New Jack City classic crack era mack-milli Shouting bet is not black-owned on Rap City You got a contract to kill me motherfucker that's fine 'Cause there's a contract to kill your family when I die So when your car explodes don't be surprised Soldier I'm like Marine Corp Even blow the spot with the beat rocking at three four Canvas the flow like the ghost of Michelangelo This is the anthem Immortal Technique and Green Lantern To become a chick You know what I'm sick with Lyrical tuberculosis cocaine overdoses Blood coming out your noses that's when death approaches March to my death smiling laugh if the end's violent There's no escape from this political asylum Revolutionaries don't fear execution 'Cause the death of my visible Constitution Is just the beginning of spiritual evolution God will reincarnate me as revolution You can't take out a revolution You can't kill a idea You kill that man he becomes Immortal Ignore the triplets this is a fully loaded four-four 3rd World underground hardcore Street-hop locked and loaded motherfucker you should know it Blast the door to the game open and overthrow it I know I look like Immortal Technique to you But I created this genetic clone just to speak to you Me and hundreds are plantin' a bomb in the building 'Cause underground shows never got women and children I'm serial-killin' every fake nigga alive So most people tryin' to rap won't survive Machine-gun everything around me like a panorama And burn rubber with the ghost of Princess Diana I'm like Santana pullin' strings in the game While slaves emulate their masters livin' the same Forget the fame I can't rest a second alone I got homeland security tappin' my phone But here's a warning to the government that creeps on me I'm like a cum-stained mattress don't sleep on me I roll deep with a fully loaded AK Murder cowards in their sleep like the IRA I represent Zone 4 Dawg that's the best hood You catch a shot while you sittin' in your whip Like Tim Westwood Whilin' out you know how we doin' persuin' And this is freestyle in the meanwhile Other cats are spittin' a written bitten composition You're crushed into submission This is Harlem you'll never rise to stardom kid I came down to London and you know how we did And this is off the dome off of the brain lyrically insane And that's how I'm trippin' that's how I'm flippin' Ayo check it out now I'm the illest Latino I never had to buy an album back like Benzino You know I'm sick with the flow spittin' it slow And yo I had to go to the bathroom I made a scramble I lost ten pounds and I don't even gamble So you know what's happenin' When I'm rockin' it off of the brain lyrically insane Immortal Technique sayin' you nice as me dawg You straight tellin' lies Me and you have never been even like Biggie Smalls' eyes When will you realize Immortal Technique is iller The socialist guerrilla stomp you like a stone pillar Comin' through representin' whoever Cleverly under the weather yo it's like that The Latin assassin will make it happen I'm about to go platinum but when you see me up in the spot Rockin' it hip-hop off the top of the knot And yo that's how it goes that's how it flows Ayo I substract the same numbers from both sides And that's five-nine and that's fine and I continue to climb I continue to shine I continue to climb The voice of racism preachin' the gospel ayo that's devilish A church in America called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist Forgettin' God is not a religion but a spiritual bond And Jesus is the most quoted prophet in the Qu'ran They bombin' innocent people tryin' to murder Saddam When they gave him those chemical weapons To go to war with Iran This is the information that they hold back from Peter Jennings 'Cause Condoleeza Rice is just a New Age Sally Hemmings I break it down with critical language and spiritual anguish The Judas I hang with the guilt of betrayin' Christ You murdered him stole his religion and painted him white Translated in psychologically tainted philosophy Conservative political right wing ideology Glued together sloppily the blasphemy of a nation I got my back to the wall I'm facin' assassination Guantanamo Bay federal incarceration How could this be the land of the free home of the brave Indigenous holocaust and the home of the slaves Corporate America dancin' offbeat to the rhythm They really think this country never sponsored terrorism Human rights violations we continue the saga El Savador and the contras in Nicaragua And on top of that they still wanna take me to prison Just 'cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism Ayo I'm still buggin' out I know you flipped the instrumental Which is coincidental I'm spittin' off the top of the mental Ayo this government is tappin' my phone Like I told you before I'm keepin' it raw I smash your kids hands in a car door And thats how it goes you know there's ill and there's crazy Immortal Technique blazingly amazing MC's Yo I'm hangin' out with the illest rappers alive And yo I strive to be better I strive to survive I strive to strap a live wire to the top of my brain I make cuts on my dick with masochistic tactics And then take a fat ish While simultaneously stabbin' a pregnant fat bitch On a vomit-covered mattress While the featus uses my dick to practice gymnastics Dancin' on it like a balance beam doin' backflips Ayo I smack kids and I compact them ayo I subtract them And I'm keepin' this freestyle from the brain I'm lyrically insane let me explain Ayo let me give you the rap-up from two thousands and three People went to war and they tried to drag me and everyone else and now we about to put Tony Blair back on the shelf We're takin' it over my word to Jehovah I don't got a Range Rover I be in the tube I be at the Spittin' on people's faces and whilin' out Ayo no doubt I keep it complete Immortal Technique And I can even flip it in Spanish make rappers vanish Like Immortal Technique I be chillin' with my boy Clamento Ayo Ralph Dogg dot com log on so we can drop bombs Yo Bragging Rights to hook dot com To Rock Steady you're not ready Won every battle in New York city Your style is not pretty kinda like Macy Gray Ahaha and my faith in God is kinda shitty I'll put my hand on a Bible and tell Whoopi that she's pretty And this is some mean stuff That I'm spittin' off the top of the brain That means you catchin' eighteen shots And that's how it goes and that's how it flows And I'm out of here I'm out with your ho I'm with your masters and the cash in the Jetta Sinceramente Technique end of the letter The game is polluted with rappers that are really snitches And most DJ's are nothin but industry bitches And we don't got no mansion or riches But we got guns and knives and your children's pictures And everybody loses in war but you lose more What you think we brought back the Panthers and the Zulu for Immortal witchdoctor made himself a voodoo doll For every motherfucker that fronted that I can recall Fuck the industry don't call me you can't get with me I'll leave niggas hangin like Mississippi RBG to the last drop of blood in my body Or the Feds drag me away like a tsunami But I'll be back like a fresh bodybag from Iraq Like a Baltimore slum during the resurgence of crack Brown and black like the A.K. I keep in the strap While we waitin on the next stock market collapse It's territorial oratory editorial Fuck around I'll be the 'cause of your life's memorial I write rap's territorial East Coast border zoo Never crossin waters 'til I will coastally slaughter you I'm better than all of you vendetta's be mauling you You're talkin cheddar I'm a shreddar I'll sever it off of you I'll never remorse for you no letters endorsin you Pole position in the coffin is what it's costin you The cockiest bosses who control the fortunes too The mortgage is of a cultural losses through and through Godspeed with devil's charms The bitch-made gets switchblades in every arm 'Cause snakes play and fakes lay like hidden bombs We march in unison the soul is true within Eternal missions with church a lifetime to do it in Stronghold said it whoop yo' bitch-ass with batons The rebel arms swarm and form like Voltron Slash your own beast you heard Mark of the East Runnin through cop lands screamin Fuck the police Hormones in the water they actin out of order Like a pack of rabid wolves they lambs for the slaughter Crush your mandible rip the drums like Animal Eat MC's they my own kind I'm a cannibal My regimen salute me haters wanna shoot me Kool-Aid in their veins they're lawyers tryin to sue me You sell crack and rap did a skid bid Multiple baby mamas take care of yo' kids Guillotine rap shackles on your neck Chemical warfare where punchlines connect Da Circle play the snipers with Immortal Tech' They called the block governor to drag him of the set Rebel arms out for supremacy and move non-gimmicky Related to royalty on each trip you mention me Twist bars rebel against the infantry Get more than yo' feet wet when I make you a memory Cats not ready because they commercially industry I make house calls to those afraid to visit me Disrespect I'll smash off the petty From undisclosed locates move fast for their cheddy Arch don't breakdance yet I Rock Steady I jump on your scope to prove your aim not deadly My shot to the top is like Mikki and Mal' smelly Flow milky like the tits of a chick that's top heavy The Technique's Immortal so Rebel Arm's the regiment Arch status nicer than other rappers ever been My cantine's full from when the doc don't got medicine Five-star general frontline veteran But watch where the fuck you shootin' Yo where you aimin' at Where you aimin' at Where the fuck you niggas aimin' at Where you aimin' at Where you aimin' at This is only for the hardcore wherever you at yeah Volume 1 cop killer hip-hop has never been realer Volume 2 shot up the president like a guerilla New York police state capital tried to swallow me Locked me longer than Puerto Rico been a colony Thirteenth Amendment slavery property And now they signin rappers that promote their philosophy Fuck that nigga hip-hop is not Republican That's just the white motherfuckers that own the publishin And get the fuck out if you want the foreigners gone I paint the White House black and park my car on the lawn Marry a Muslim girl and fuck her five times a day Every time right before we shower and pray You damn right the AK symbolizes Jihad But a holy war is a conversation with God You bitch niggas misinterpret what you don't understand Stackin' the wrong sign can end up shootin' your man Shootin' each other shootin' your brother Aim the gun at the right motherfucker And leave him colder than the prison in Russia Or America's white power structure Until the jury come in and move for the prosecution And then brothers act like a born-again Huey Newton Forgot about the bullshit music they was producin' But my niggas aim precisely through the confusion and Lick shots lick shots lick shots Lick shots for the revolution Lick shots lick shots lick shots lick shots But watch where the fuck you shootin' Yo where you aimin' at Where you aimin' at Where the fuck you niggas aimin' at Where you aimin' at Where you aimin' at This is only for the hardcore wherever you at yeah I got a hundred shooters with me Ruger shoot you through the kidney Stand in front of the judge and lie quicker than Scooter Libby I'm runnin' through the city dear God If I murk the racist Rush Limbaugh I wonder would you forgive me Somebody told me Glenn Beck is the Klan's overseer See ya time to let him see a damn soldier Flip your Landrover I told ya I blam toasters Gun pop off like the mouth of Ann Coulter This is my gangsta religion See I aim with precision point blank the position I'm black as them ancient Egyptians Before European historians went and changed the description I'm blamed for the 'caine in the kitchen The C.I.A. playin' with the pigeons same pain that I'm pitchin' Listen you dudes better watch the hook I'm a boxer coppers'll come up Hoffa look They wanna get rid of this conscious crook Like I'm an agnostic apocryphal non-canonical Gospel book But I ain't goin' nowhere that's the motherfuckin' truth America don't care for its inner city youth so I Lick shots lick shots lick shots Lick shots for the revolution Lick shots lick shots lick shots lick shots But watch where the fuck you shootin' Yo where you aimin' at Where you aimin' at Where the fuck you niggas aimin' at Where you aimin' at Where you aimin' at This is only for the hardcore wherever you at yeah Cop murdered by the certain burner turned in the back of his sternum He flirted with pullin' me over for bein' brown I bust Now he in the back of the truck with Don Imus I must take aim when I lick shots Throw stray bullets like when Nas got off of Pharoahe Monch These pigs wanna see us dead inside a jail cell Turn us from Shawn Carter to Sean Combs to Sean Bell My temper 'bout to break like levees in New Orleans Catch Jimmy Iovine when he refinance his mortgages Kid illusion is dead we movin' with the blue and the red Latin Kings Giuliani with a gat to his head Y'all don't lick shots like killers aimin' at the Feds Y'all lick shots like Jenna Jameson and Superhead Pigs slice to Venice and beef at the benefits meet Buried him on Venice Beach with the flies and the bees Chino and Immortal Tech' Kill shit like the Chinito at Virginia Tech And Jacob ain't your friend he's a fuckin' jeweler Lick shots lick shots lick shots Lick shots for the revolution Lick shots lick shots lick shots lick shots But watch where the fuck you shootin' Yo where you aimin' at Where you aimin' at Where the fuck you niggas aimin' at Where you aimin' at Where you aimin' at This is only for the hardcore wherever you at yeah You know back in the day some of y'all Would shout out Allah's name like he was hosting yor mixtape Then after nine eleven you got scared and shut the fuck up Didn't talk about the demonization of a culture immigrants nothing Now you show up talk about we taking it too far Die slow motherfucker Yeah hundred percent independent I'm the fuckin boss The only unsigned nigga with a quotable in The Source The hood is not stupid we know the mathematics I made double what I would going gold on Atlantic Would never sign a rapper with the White House in his scope They push pop music like a religion Anorexic celebrity driven financial fantasy fiction Contradiction 'cause the life we was given resembles life in prison Fed time with Manuel Noriega The real Noriega who did America a hundred favors With Contras the Shah and the CIA Movin Escobar's coke through the MIA This is The 3rd World speakin through a dead man walkin And everybody talkin 'bout the South takin over It's true motherfucker but it's comin over the border Fuck your chain my people'll kill you for water Fuck fans nigga I got soldier supporters That'll cut your throat if you strapped with a tape recorder That's right motherfucker welcome to the New World Order Where the truth is always censored by corporate reporters The government runs the drug politics on the corner That's why I never stress rappers and their employers I put a bag over his fuckin head and torture your lawyer 'Cause it's too simple to shoot ya I'll taser the roof of Your mouth and electrocute ya I'll root you out with the Ruger The German Luger U-boat and the troops in the scuba Nigga you can't overthrow me like the island of Cuba Niggas'll never find your body like the bitch in Aruba And I maneuver through the state department and their friends With secret deals like the Nazis and IBM And now you know this ain't a trend or a fashion This is my life and my passion fuck tryin to cash in nigga I need more than advancements and a rented mansion So while you little house niggas is singin and dancin I'll kill you and take your land like an Israeli expansion I cut my hair and bump my head and fell on top And run on sins and front on friends If we don't win then pay your Tithes and mend your fence And we alright the Kaio Ken and big old rims And LA hoes if that ain't wrong if I ain't gone I ain't home I ain't them I ain't them No more ends and no more trends And photo tint and photo lens notice this Pour this shit bonafide woe is me Bowl of grits naked pimp beamin' up clean as fuck Other side chill for niggas makin' life look clear for niggas Hill for niggas tip top cliff for niggas this the vision side to side So give the nigga if we honest you gon' miss a nigga Twisted with 'em this the isms See your bitch might kiss a nigga which nigga Get specific Big ass pot wrist is glistened your list is shit And your if it isn't this cost some titties and scar your face The wrong of wrongs has caught a case Other niggas they Mobb like Carter say from far away Lovin' life above a reason just can't find it like a dozen people Catch that vibe at night and Bobby Whitney Get too tired to write and died in prison Felt like Rob tonight lost my god tonight Oh sometimes I get so ahead of myself Feel like I'm runnin' in circles Oh and I'm just holdin' onto my breath I need smoke just to exhale Oh and I get so ahead of myself But I'll make it out somehow So roll another roll another one And put it all in the air now How many souls do you touch a day How many hoes do you fuck a day How many flows do your thought convey How many know you can't walk away Depending on the way I feel I might kill everybody around me Might heal everybody around me how the wind blow Open your window let the debris in never let me in I kick back with kick though Maybe if I could live hundred years that be real Pay me if I'mma be rhymin' these homonyms Crazy my other show went to my mom 'n' 'em My daddy said a Mercedes had haunted him But now he got one I'm ridin' shotgun With a three-piece chicken dinner and shot gun I bring your weekend to an ending and pop one I'm in the deep end boss nigga you not one And I believe in Kool-Aid and God's son Do you believe that Black man is our sun I made enough residuals to hide some I gave enough my niggas know I divide some I told Zay I'm the best rapper since twenty five Been like that for a while now I'm twenty-nine Any nigga that disagree is a fuckin' liar Pardon me see my alter ego was Gemini Him and I been around ever since Reagan was criticized Might stay in the Trump Tower for one week Spray paint all the walls and smoke weed Fuck them and fuck y'all and fuck me I proceed my last check in proceeds To all the kids the hood the bricks the books To fix the blocks we on to right my wrongs The word to give the life we live as I get so ahead of myself Feel like I'm runnin' in circles Oh and I'm just holdin' onto my breath I need smoke just to exhale Oh and I get so ahead of myself But I'll make it out somehow So roll another roll another one And put it all in the air now Oh you got two Xannies oh just don't forget me Love me for the moment hug me like a sibling Weed ain't that important vice cops in the kitchen Grew with Apollonia Rob was makin' chicken Beat me down you beat me down reorganize my face Now when I go home I don't know what my fam gon' say Zay say it ain't love 'cause you bought flowers yesterday Thoughts was always cheap But now let's talk 'bout me Lately I been comin' this ain't goin' how I wanted When I pull up at your window bitch come out you hear that beep Faithful as your EBT closer than you momma kin Anger when you rang about my dog but I'm gon' call again Freak me out keep me out why they always leave me out Niggas that been hatin' just can't wait to have my CD now Don't we look like CP and Nirvana on that keep me pound Please be down I been more than late Oh sometimes I get so ahead of myself Feel like I'm runnin' in circles Oh and I'm just holdin' onto my breath I need smoke just to exhale Oh and I get so ahead of myself But I'll make it out somehow So roll another roll another one And put it all in the air now All in the air now Now everybody tellin' me a lie Lordy give me something for my soul See I don't wanna think of suicide So please don't take the lock key off my door See I've been tired of fucking all these girls And I've been tired of spending all my dough And if I give my story to the world I wonder if they'd book me for a show See you can't handle pressure on your own So why you carry boulder by yourself The story's storyteller tell it wrong And glorify the horror and the wealth And Mama call me tell me coming home And I just need some guidance in my steps I know I'm not the only one alone I know I'm not the only one who felt Heavenly Father why are you so far away Look now I'm praying that I make it twenty-five They be calling doctors for my health And no is kinda hard to say to drugs I been having problems with myself And I been asking questions where the love And they don't give me answers just a check And they don't know my issues as a child 'Cause I was busy cutting on myself And hanging from the playground wasn't wrong Until you got a rope around your neck And I been losing more than just my mind Gathering what's left of self-respect And Daddy why you call me while you're drunk And why you never love me when I need it And I don't wanna be like you no more And I been trying to cope I'm getting weeded Heavenly Father why are you so far away Look hey I smoke too much The problems of a twenty-something I drink too often there's liquor pouring from the faucet You would assume by following the tunes That I'm doomed to die young addicted to dry plum These bitches ain't shit And pussy is my greatest vice I love smoking weed I hate advice I know some niggas that talk good The wise men from a long line of bitch-made and brides-men You never had nothing but fucking dreams You just caught up in the hype The fashion and so it seems the limelight I know that I rhyme tight No need for your two cents and burning your blueprints These people think I really give a fuck about the shit they give a fuck about Just need a moment of silence just close your fuckin' mouth Infatuated with violence gun in my fuckin' mouth So you don't even know that I'm serious Know what I'm talkin' 'bout Like you got punchlines for days So generic your flow You're too cold you're aged And you got punch lines for days So generic your flow You're too cold you're aged Yeah and I'm so misrepresented by niggas that claim trill And they souls was never in it like And I'm so misrepresented by niggas that claim trill They souls was never in it like If I can pay my bills I'm good I'm comin' over Found a message in my bottle your son is comin' up You ain't nothin' but a baby your fear is growin' up Listen here I say my dude and what you call it It was heaven at the bottom and peace from throwin' up You ain't nothin' but a baby your fear is growin' up I think I do this shit for real dawg Hey I ain't no motherfuckin' maybe I'm for motherfuckin' real dawg I got some dollars for your bills though Hey now I'm the hit and I'm the topic All that matters I'm Jaleel dog hey You know I think the sunshine Should feel how I feel how I feel like yeah I think at night time the moon should call my phone Hit my line I'm here for you And Eastside shame on us I got a dollar and a stop in Kansas Toto to do or do not do not forget me I been wylin' Santa pop and rock 'em Lord forgive 'em for the talcum powder Alright now stretch it bless it Bless it my brother and his record On the record for the record Hey and play it back 'cause they respect us Alright now I got the moon and the stars below my feet So low I speak So I don't wake them praise the Lord the God in me Who made me spoiled with rotten teeth So I perform the prophecy And on the norm the plot could be To be expressing who we are and addressin' who they aren't And doin' what they can'tand want I take a drag at the square I feel anxious spit dangerous As the verbal appears is reflecting my perspective Beer goggle and fear roll model so hollow Shadow adolescence and a gaggle of them bitches Road to the riches still paved with the ditches Get caught up in the hype your career is for a night I ain't these other niggas 'cause these niggas is fake They ain't popping shot these niggas is Papa Doc If I ain't meant to shine beat me up in a rhyme spot No crying 'til I'm in pine box I got the bitches hitting Mikey like where Zay at Probably fucking on her friend probably L.A. at Probably plotting on a mil staying where Fay at Bitch don't run your mouth we don't play that Mama taught me better can't count on niggas Can't count on weather go figure nigga They ain't worried about this cheddar Them niggas just sky diving in my propellers I don't feel 'em Ain't trying to be no freshman I'm chilling 'Cause they'll bring a knife to the fight and not kill 'em Me and my niggas is hungry we're willing To bring a little ho to the party and Meek Mill 'em I feel like talking my shit Come in the house acting friendly you can suck my dick I'm praying for some good rappers and a fleetwood Why I gotta bring my A game You just D goods We don't wanna hear that weak shit nigga speak up Rocking old flows corn rows and a beeper You niggas hoes you niggas hoes and I ain't even tripping 'Cause we'll be laughing to the bank and riding by these niggas Mikey bring that mink with your low body Bentley Put the hood in the fucking trunk and bring the party with me I came I saw I conquered I shot you down Your brain no have no conscious what you do now I came I saw I conquered I shot you down I bang I bang I blocka what you do now Is you selling or you buying nigga Get rich or die trying Yay on the stove I had the choppers in the Cutlass Just a young nigga tryna get some hundreds I had a little bucket yeah I rode it like a benz Yeah I spent my little ends on that Butlass Tell me who you trust Look I got my faith in God 'cause these clown ass niggas all bustas These niggas not Jesus they ain't gonna die for you And only time will tell what's gon' lie for you It's funny right what a couple lies will do But seeing is believing what defines the truth I keep shooters on the wing when I'm riding through And if niggas out of bounds they gon probably shoot 'Cause killing is the hobby Eastside niggas yeah we known for catching bodies I used to have a deuce five riding on the trolly On my way to school like dare nigga try me Look 'cause where I'm from I'm a blood on an island Surrounded by blue water sharks all around me Pigs on my ass hoes tryna drown me Niggas know I'm up so these haters wanna down me Niggas know I'm king but they don't wanna crown me It's okay I ain't 'bout to whine about it Look a real nigga for real nigga now check it I'm still here I'm still counting my blessings With no chains on with no rings on Watching these fake rappers getting my aim on Pop a shot kill 'em all kill 'em all And watch 'em fall like confetti fuck 'em all It's just me and my niggas taking over the game And since I conquered this craft nothing will be the same Not a dollar on me this home invasion a payday Two time felon they jerking me on my pay rate Slaving all these hours but couldn't shake that my rent late Making eight an hour I'm leaning towards my AK Moms thinks I'm vicious don't want me round the kitchen My living room bathroom my bedroom was evicted Missing from your homeroom my good grades was cripping Before I even learned division nigga I learnt the mission See I'm from where fiends scratch that itch won't hit the lotto And I'm from where fiends fix that fix and not a bottle And that little nigga that missed that bottle gon' catch a hollow Or maybe even throw him pyro See this set don't make too many niggas rich that I know You either gang bang sell dope or bet on the four See money on the ground my eyes glued to the floor I double deuce by my toe see Figg get it and go I feel stuck in my ways a nigga just tryna get paid I'm tired of answering questions why Oxymoron delayed See I was thinking November but January is sweet It set my setbacks free my habits won in my sleep So January agree get a taste of this gangsta See I'm just tryna eat with a freak of the week I'm just tryna hit 'em and leave 'em dog they yours for the keep But don't be kissing them broads my sperm on their teeth Last night was nothing this morning I'm a hero No belief in me dawg they said I'd mount to zero Fishscale cut well you won't find Nemo Pull up to the block and they call me real nigga See I can be a real nigga but my daughter see me bigger See a body full of love and yours full of liquor But you'll always be my nigga said you'll always be my nigga I came I saw I conquered I shot you down Your brain no have no conscious what you do now I came I saw I conquered I shot you down I bang I bang I blocka what you do now No sensitive niggas I shot you down No bitch-ass rappers I shot you down Steel in my liver real niggas in my condom huh Phil hit me back filled this one with a powder pack Pill bring me back feel this one out in California The blow is good the hoe is good the show is good you know it scrub Cool as me out front that Kanku's store kinfolk you know it's love Shoutout to my kinfolk just got on that Coca-Cola scrub Watch my pole vault and my go-kart this my get away as fuck In my hood we call it buck fuck 'bout what you think of me All my hoes be nines and dimes all she want is chicken grease All you know is what your mammy taught you 'bout the service get your Pill bring me back feel this one out in California The trunk was full the ride was long the cop was cool we smoked in peace Ain't we them to move an ATM might buy the atrium Nowadays I like to bring my nephews and my budget out I come from where you can't suck my dick and leave my cousin out In my hood we call it clout fuck 'bout what you think of me All my hoes be nines and dimes all she want is chicken grease All you know is what your mammy taught you 'bout the service get your Today was a keeper uh I lost my heroes a long time ago time ago I take a drag at the square I feel anxious spit dangerous As the verbal appears it's reflecting my perspective Beer goggle and fear role model so hollow Shadow adolescence and a gaggle of them bitches Road to the riches still paved with the ditches Get caught up in the hype your career is for a night I ain't these other niggas 'cause these niggas is fake They ain't popping shot these niggas is Papa Doc Fine as the shine beam me up and I'm riding Spock No crying 'til I'm in a pine box I got the bitches hitting Mikey like where Zay at Probably fucking on her friend probably L.A. at Probably plotting on a mil' staying well fed Bitch don't run your mouth we don't play that Momma taught me better can't count on niggas Can't count on weather go figure nigga They ain't worried 'bout this cheddar Them niggas just sky diving in my propellers I don't feel 'em Ain't tryna be no freshman I'm chilling 'Cause they'll bring a knife to the fight and I'll kill 'em Me and my niggas is hungry we're willing To bring a little ho to the party and Meek Mill 'em I feel like talking my shit Come in the house acting friendly you can suck my dick I'm praying for some good rappers and a fleetwood Why I gotta bring my A game You just D goods We don't wanna hear that weak shit nigga speak up Rocking old flows corn rows and a beeper You niggas hoes you niggas hoes and I ain't even tripping 'Cause we'll be laughing to the bank and riding by these niggas Mikey bring that mink with your low body Bentley Put the hood in the fucking trunk and bring the party with me I came I saw I conquered I shot you down Your brain no have no conscious what you do now I came I saw I conquered I shot you down I bang I bang I blocka what you do now No bitch-ass rappers I shot you down No sensitive niggas I shot you down No bitch-ass rappers I shot you down No Hypebeast pussies what you do now I came I saw I conquered I shot you down Your brain no have no conscious don't make a sound I came I saw I conquered what you do now Your brain no have no conscious what you do Don't make a sound bitch Mama I knew I was 'bout it Way before venue was crowded Way before Kevin pulled up with that Reverend I told him to level go fuck on the feelings Don't nut on her face Trust me I feel like the man Trust me I feel like the Wop rock You can depend on the stock watch Bitch I got ten in the pot crock All of my limits could die all of y'all niggas All of my limits could die Look at you timid as fuck and you holding me up And I'm trying to be Nicki Minaj Rich as a bitch in the drop Rich as a bitch rich as my bitch on the side Hoe I got more than you know ho I got Look watch spill out your soul in the closet Don't question your passion We flipped that reefer 'cause we couldn't be ashing They got me so high that I look like I'm passing Bitch don't you know who you asking Bitch have you tutored the pastor I know the root and the master I know the coupe was a casket I had that bitch looking like all the shit that I'm writing That shit was so good that I passed it Bust that shit straight out the plastic Bitch I ain't good bitch I'm crafty I wanna piss on a rapper I just got hookers and pampers Niggas line up when I practice I'm not a savage I don't do shit just to do it This going precise as we planned it I'm just a bandit plus I'm as sharp as a tack Or a guillotine right at your family Keep it so candid knock ya like she said some candy You down for this shit Are you Brandy Find a mechanic tell 'em I pay 'em in fabric Nigga I'm savvy I look more Cuban than Maverick The metal the tube or the handle Nigga I'm savvy wait Wait look nigga I'm savvy I look more Cuban than Maverick The metal the tube or the handle Way before ya way before ya Thought I told ya it's a lot on the line These hoes want a lot on the line These hoes ain't no bible of mine If sixteen ain't enough I could swing in twenty-five I could tell you where to ride Now can we fall in love while Southernplayalistic banging through the night Fall in love through the night And I ain't ever felt no type of way about this living do or die Type of way do or die And when they see our age they say we're young I'll let you push me to the side At least we fell in love with something greater than debating suicide Now can we fall in love while Southernplayalistic banging through the night And I ain't ever felt no type of way about this living do or die And when they see our age they say we're young I'll let you push me to the side At least we fell in love with something greater than debating suicide Now can we fall in love while Southernplayalistic banging through the night Fall in love through the night And I ain't ever felt no type of way about this living do or die Type of way do or die And when they see our age they say we're young I'll let you push me to the side Push me to the side At least we fell in love with something greater than debating suicide Alright now if I die today bitch my legacy is straight I'm the best they never heard I'm your brother just relate I need diamond teeth livin' like it's nineteen ninety-eight Like when Percy was the king back when Juvie was the great Bitch this doobie is the bait Patton taught me how to pimp Like one day you here then gone that's why Chad was downin' shrimp I've been ridin' out since I thought my Huffy was the shit Chattanooga pool of sharks don't you slip and lose a limb Slow it down we losin' 'em I've been on the booze again Shit that sober livin' Hell free Guwop if he in jail Nigga taught me 'bout the scale it was vivid I was there I was on my first offense I hope they gon' give me bail Screamin' mothafuck a twelve bitches ain't shit Cops ain't neither they huntin' my people Codeine I'm back leanin' I cope with my demons The best is not perfect the rest is not worth it wake up Hey bitch I'm back quit the whinin' bring it back oochie wally This the set It's that mothafuckin' bet who designed it This the one how you make it out of Chat who can fly yah I'm the prince it was written in the book Jeremiah I got dreams I got bitches I got hooks you can buy 'em Fresh and clean that Stankonia had me hooked as a child Used to think my ambition was a scheme I defy 'em You can too if you get up off your ass fucking try it I'm a slave I'm just tryna make the top fall off On the whip like a cannon lollipop on y'all Xanny ho get me high make me feel so tall I'm tryna keep my mental ground and so I feel for y'all I swear my eyes be bloody red but bitch I feel amazing And this is not a confrontation that's an understatement See this is runnin' in your house and where your momma staying You spending doja on some pussy you ain't concentratin' just wake up So don't call me a nigga unless you call me my nigga I'm a king O.E. be slipping falling from my chalice Don't mind the bumpers that was missing from my carriage It's poorly tinted but my women not embarrassed I came to bury you average you feel slighted It's like she know that I got it it feel like it I real life it I spill vices You will like it I promise it's trill vomit I'm honest Nigga ain't no getting money on that conscious shit I'mma just load my gat on some survival shit And when I hear they got a drought on it I take a month out of rap and I hustle 'til I'm out of it I got that coke flow that heat rock I got that old school huddle 'til the beat box Baby I'm just digging in your gushy for the sweet spot I'mma beat that 'til that mothafuckin' beat drop Hope they don't kill you 'cause you black today They only feel you when you pass away The eulogy be so moving we live the scenes of those movies Conflict in school or dope moving it's so youthful But if you die today I hope you findin' some relief In what a great escape we still dodging from polices When we make a plate they lying searching in my bucket With the straightest face it could be eighty eight Sometimes I wonder why we killers why they killing us I think we only wear a grill because they grilling us Or how they feeling us gotta look real and tough Gotta keep your hands in the cart know you stealing stuff Came a long way from a boat and an auction Now we got names and a vote then a coffin Ain't shit change but the coast we adopted Little black children you can call me that nigga I'm just one dirty motherfucker hurt myself way more than you This too much out here for the cup I put that codeine in my soup Used to spit in granny face I'm supposed to show you love I don't need no picket line and I don't need no fuckin' hug You just rappin' just because with your napkin full of drugs Too exclusive in the back should we sneak 'em in the club Who is that nigga if I ain't that nigga It ain't that poppin' if I ain't with Robert Gotta consider my liver my nigga Gotta get rid of my kidney my nigga That was the only thing holding me back None of these niggas ain't tellin' me shit Lately I only been bumpin' that Yachty All this Burberry on top of my body I knew Lil Sunny would get me that 'Rari Pullin' up tryna tell me the truth I hit you back like lil nigga revise it Look what I got bitch it's Tity and Dolla Tell 'em lay back and just check out the power Sweet line I used to walk we used to want Just wanna be like one of them But now I don't I ran away I ran away I ran away I know that bitches gon' be with it but I love them hoes Just call before before you come just call before you go Bitches gon' be bitches but I love them hoes Just call it before you come just call before you go Bitches gon' be bitches but I love them hoes Just call before you just call before you come Bitches gon' be bitches but I love them hoes Just call before you just call before you Yeah call before you come bitch I be on my own shit what's the motion Condoms weed and lotion wavy like the ocean I got no emotions dolo in the function You ain't in my section you can't tell me nothin' She just wanna sip on the real pink soda Ride with a big billed Smith Wesson Slide through the hood I know it's all good I ain't from the set but I still got soldiers Seven when I roll the dice Henny straight hold the ice Lately I don't take advice claimin' we don't live for twice Send you to a poltergeist treat the beat like I planned a heist I know bitches just wanna be hoes No hoe just wanna love me Know she wanna get cuddly sip the bubbly Sweet line I used to walk we used to walk Just wanna be like one of them But now I don't I ran away I ran away I ran away I know that bitches gon' be with it but I love them hoes Just call before before you come just call before you go Bitches gon' be bitches but I love them hoes Just call it before you come just call before you go Bitches gon' be bitches but I love them hoes Just call before you just call before you come I know bitches gon' be bitches but I love them hoes Just call before you just call before you Yeah call before you come bitch I peep I know I know why hoes ain't fuck With your boy now they wanna say hi when I go by Gang sicker than ebola bitch Know when to roll up when I load my Magnum Sheesh fine lines I cross between Pimp shit and try to enjoy this life Yeah bitch I know what it's like You get whatever you wish long as your coin is right Wake up to the real tamale So ill might kill somebody just for GP Be me with a white bitch Waitin' around the corner in a Mustang GT I ain't talkin' bout much Nothin' but fuckin' and countin' a few bucks I'm all that shit you talk My crystal ball show your future when I cruise up now listen All I want is gravy for my steak bitch I'm gon' grind for this weight That means I gots no time to wait bitch 'Fore you fry my chicken scrape that resin off that plate bitch No cut no chase I'ma do my place so cut that fake shit That's fake shit bitch Sweet line I used to walk we used to want Just wanna be like one of them But now I don't I ran away I ran away I ran away I know that bitches gon' be with it but I love them hoes Just call before before you come just call before you go Bitches gon' be bitches but I love them hoes Just call it before you come just call before you go Bitches gon' be bitches but I love them hoes Just call before you just call before you come Bitches gon' be bitches but I love them hoes Just call before you just call before you Yeah call before you come bitch Yeah I almost got this At least we got it memorized I ride around in your car I put my weed in your blunt I am the sky to your star I am the end of your month You are the start of my day You brought the smile from my face I see the world from your eyes You pulled a thorn from my side I know you love me It's rare I know you love me But yeah I know you love me It's rare I know you love me You give me all that you got You make it stretch it and flip I fell in love with your thoughts I learned it's more than your hips You know I'm caught in my vibe But I still give you my rib You hear them callin' my name But know it's hard for me here I'm left at home with my son I chose the world in the end I say you know I be back You try your best to pretend I say you all that I want And when I make it it's real I hear 'em callin' my name It's gettin' hard for me here To know you love me It's rare to know you love me But yeah I know you love me It's rare I know you love me And these stars are nothin' but your cousins And starin' at your mama Heaven wasn't falling in here So holla you heard I'm usin' narcotics I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta My weed habit so close to snortin' powder Got a few gripes but it's only about a dollar bill so holla Unless you're usin' narcotics See I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta My weed habit so close to snortin' powder Got a few bitches but it's only bout a dollar Feel so hollow unless you're usin' narcotics See I don't wanna Tell me man you talkin' bout this you talkin' bout that. Talkin' about shit you ain't got nothin' to talk about find a motherfuckin' topic God damn just find the topic bro Seriously God damn complicated ass young motherfuckers Modest I be in interviews so niggas hating 'Cause I play it like I no have no clue that I'm the greatest Tori come sit up on this dick I see you waiting Need a baby 'cause I'm too young and wild to be the savior Nail me to the cross and I'm just hanging Least they left the serpent in my fingers I'm just smoking Players from my city rarely make it to a poster 'less you got a warrant what you got in that Corolla Oh officer just Boosie Boo and DG Yola listen Won't let them haters get me down that's what they told us It's funny how they blame the south when they weak shit don't blow up We came with all the funk while niggas act like they don't know us Just living a lie OG's acting like hoes we couldn't rekindle the fire Nigga retire nigga catch up with the time I can see more than the block I can see more than your spot I don't be stuck in the past homie I'm puffing The grass holding my cup like a strap look at my southerner ass Niggas try to tell you what you want But niggas rarely give you what you need Ay bitch I came right here with the bounce And if that ain't enough I got some weed Quiet I be in living room cuh nigga shaded With my Nia Long I sing her a song she masturbating Then bring me along she got something to say like Larry David But I leave her lone ho I gotta go I got a baby Stuck in Babylon niggas carry bombs and carry rabies Who gon' speak for you Who gon' sing your song if you don't play this I got stress for days picture you go home and you that nigga But can't pay your bill you can't buy no diapers for your little one Don't you pay for thrill child support is like a check away How you chill with Kendrick Do you smoke with Q and Dr. Dre Least today is real I should ask some groupie for some face Just a stepping stone least them kind of bitches know their place This my second home this where favorite rappers get replaced This what the niggas from the South gon' kill that doubt it bring the bass Bitch I came here right here with an ounce And if that ain't enough you gotta leave Niggas try to tell you This for the block This for lil Kevin and Robin and Rockm And Tiggi and forty be quiet niggas recording Bleed her to death Feed all my niggas then leave her to death I've been so good with this shit do you live here to die All them niggas bereaving your steps uh uh Mama I just wanna shine Pussy ass nigga gon' lean on the ref Nigga I woke up this mornin' Feeling like I don't be needing myself I'ma get bigger than Whoo Kid Who can go harder than Mac Put the lil Xan in my back I'ma go harder though I'ma go harder though Look at the martyr go smokin' the artichoke This what you wanted ain't this what you wanted I'ma flip me a bitch in the mornin' though I'ma flip me a bitch and my partners talk shit This why we in here ain't this why we did it My nigga just made it back home pocket full of money god damn Them niggas might smile when they see him Nigga made it back home pocket full of money god damn Them niggas might smile when they see him I can't help but kick my feet up Call my kinfolk dawg What you doing Where we going To the hills I can't help but I can't I can't I can't help but kick my feet up Call my kinfolk dawg What you doing Where we going To the hills To no worries bring the liquor Yeah I know a bald head bitch and she ain't worth shit Tryna serve me papers and suck my dick Tryna take my son bitch you ain't worth rocks Let me ease my mind let me kill my lungs I don't know your name I forgot that shit I'm for real four times yeah I won't lose my grip before I turn Cobain It look good next year yeah When I listen to the deacon say it I'm pullin' over I've been prayin' with a reefer head yeah In the valley meditatin' Where you going Can you take me My nigga just made it back home pocket full of money god damn Them niggas might smile when they see him Nigga made it back home pocket full of money god damn Them niggas might smile when they see him I can't help but kick my feet up Call my kinfolk dawg What you doing Where we going To the hills I can't help but I can't I can't I can't help but kick my feet up Call my kinfolk dawg What you doing Where we going To the hills To no worries bring the liquor She so fuckable and she got the menthol And Tunji brought the trees that turned my trousers into cement drawls Sleeping on couches only vouchers is my in-laws He sold ten ounces one verse is like an eight ball Look I seen it crystal clear I seen a pistol near Seen it cock back and knock caps like it's senior year These niggas think I give a fuck I could drink a beer Read a magazine hut hut pass interference I've been riding clean in my bucket for a couple years I've been pre-stressed Lawrence Pucket mothafucka yeah Baby hold my hand while I stumble up these fucking stairs Know your nigga here you still suckin' why you fucking scared And hoes love it when I'm high off life 'cause she know I'm getting faded I could fuck all night Y'all too busy popping Mollys you could die off hype My favorite rapper popping ollies and he rap all dyke I know it I had a couple drinks and I wonder If I could call you tomorrow and borrow your heart See I've been stressing for a blessing The one that would set me apart set me apart I got all my problems but I no have no weed And I don't love no more but I'll just let you be 'Cause you see all my problems and you still had loved me You cut your hair about as short as your temper the prescription For dementia start slipping an elixirs make it hard to remember As I recall it with your heart in a blender drinks spiking Still chilling put your life on ice and sink like me Actions of us lacking the passion but think Righteous from pussy upon a tongue to calling to hear my son Thought the remedy was balling I'm falling darling I'm done Finna to be a workaholic an alcoholic or somethin' I'm just calling baby I left my daddy around ninety-seven he was lazy Couldn't hit the grind but making babies I'm crazy Smoking bouquet cop it from my niggas pushing daisies Like a romance push a nigga buttons like a program I been on the Jäger for a day-ger watch me slow dance Tough as Conan this the art of barbarian I got four white girls all Aryan I wonder what their daddy think fuck 'em it's a revolution Fuck it fuck 'em take a break let 'em fuck each other I ain't your everyday normal brother porno lover She savin' children by the low and guzzle what is muscle And I'm finessing like I'm Timmy Duncan win you something Immaculate this scatter rapping no passing my blunt Don't you put me on freshman covers I'm posing with lunch Think they worthy of presence presently passing 'em up No competing with bleachers jogging I'm running a muck Sweet Jesus I fuck around and need a street sweeper Sippin' on that cognac and that Jim Jones Fred Claus and the Kelly up in your closet Belly full of smog again ciggys just make me nauseous Wonder how the fuck you let a nigga make you cautious But you jamming out to fucking Marilyn and Ozzy shit Ponzi scheme selling everybody dreams Killer like your neighbour I'm as nice as everybody seems We just breaking bad and my brother serving Walter White Hope he ain't caught with that possession like a poltergeist Momma where the Priests at Why we gotta lease that Why we can't own that All these fed loaners Ain't no forewarning came bombing and I'm just Vietnam If you gon' be trippin' like a bitch you should be a mom see the son Give me a day where I can play and I can pamper my wrist Chrome inside pampers and shit Grown and defenseless long for my sister Songs that'll get ya home my nigga I got a blunt inside my granny whip Like my granny did when she was dealin' with them damages Yeah turkey bacon cabbages oh Uh what happened on a Saturday Yeah we took a Yukon just to grab my folks I need a Groupon for all this dope I know I do fine but what did you find That bullshit but in due time We actin' like we livin' right big pimpin' These broads see stars my nigga We are on guard and killin' Y'all niggas hopeless quote it Look bitch ain't how that shit when I be talkin' And I get livid on that liquor I give a fuck about you I want some bossa nova You wanna see the tower I wanna meet the quota You look like everybody and if my Henny body focus And if my Henny body focus I'm baptized in that chastised a hundred proof dummy soup Everybody home everybody home I got a zip we can split don't let everybody know Yeah keep it on the floor Long arm with that quick stash Top Dawg do your bitch bad with a big bag Holla if you with that yea Twenty on this kick back Can I sleep for a while Can I work on myself I ain't lovin' no more So if they pull up on the side I ain't duckin' no more This is after the half an emotional dip I was goin' too hard I was sexting and shit Take a line baby spend your mind baby This is just a California mind statement Oh shots from the Ruger shots from the Ruger Somebody died but don't nobody care It's all bugged out I'm still drugged out We miss the couch and the lean at my cuh's house Make your problems go away hey Quarters and halves joint and a ban fuckin' your mind up Alright now bitches gon' be bitches and you niggas gon' be hoes Only pop it 'cause you heard it in a song Alright now bitches gon' be bitches and you niggas gon' be hoes Only pop it 'cause you heard it in a song Quarters and halves join in a band fuckin' your mind up Fuckin' your mind up fuckin' your mind up The fuck where your mind was It's gon' be mine it's gon' be mine it's gon' be mine Come to here come be mine that right there that right there This life I live like baby don't drink like Baby don't think too much don't drive How I got here I can't even How I got here I can't even tell my nigga Ain't a damn thing parked outside Size my cup nigga I'm Gucci 'Sides my hair nigga I'm Boosie Nigga burnt out can't even catch fire no more Figured it was just a West Side movie But thank God I got my bank where I keep my heart inside And I keep it far away from all these hoes and flashin' lights I'm like Granny with the whip I'm not Oprah with these hoes And I keep a snoopy broad because it keep me on my toes We been ridin' for ten exits and I still been in your throat We get better by the steps so if I ever let you go Baby you classy baby you got it Baby you ain't really 'spossed to do the whole thing Bitch too smart got lost just fuckin' with a nigga Got tossed 'cause a nigga couldn't think I was pillin' in the back I was chillin' in the back 'Cause I always really wanna be that nigga in the back You don't live it with me I can't show you how to live But I promise I can show a pussy nigga how to act Junked out smokin' from the side door With a bitch I wanted in the eighth grade Hope you got an ass like Nori Hope you pussy niggas never see me This is why I never want a feature 'Cause I can tell you bitches got a limit I can be subjective 'bout you fuckin' up the highway You fuckin' up the ride why you fuckin' up the heist I remember lookin' from the outside I remember workin' up the work day I remember nigga havin' nothin' but my momma And some starter on my mothafuckin' birthday Baby can I live it like I bought it Let my momma smoke it 'til she finish Let a nigga sip it all alone babe It done been a long day it done been a hard ten dollars thrty All my niggas tell me that they want it Hope I see my niggas at the finish Let a nigga sip it all alone babe It done been a long day it done been a hard ten dollar thirty This life I live like baby don't drink like Baby don't think too much don't drive How I got here I can't even tell my nigga Ain't a damn thing parked outside Size my cup nigga I'm Gucci 'Sides my hair nigga I'm Boosie Nigga burnt out can't even catch fire no more Figured it was just a West Side movie But thank God I got my bank where I keep my heart inside And I keep it far away from all these hoes and flashin' lights I'm like granny with the whip I'm not Oprah with these hoes And I keep a snoopy barbie because it keep me on my toes This life I live like baby don't drink like Baby don't think too much don't drive How I got here I can't even tell my nigga Ain't a damn thing parked outside Size my cup nigga I'm Gucci 'Sides my hair nigga I'm Boosie Nigga burnt out can't even catch fire no more Figured it was just a West Side movie My dick I know it's yeah it sound familiar yeah Like baby can you sucky on my dick I know it's big enough Ride with a nigga from the South I know you feel the rush Fucking with a nigga bitches rarely ever get to touch Better feel privileged catch a nut or you can hit the dust I done grown up for my child sake black and mild face Blick and blaow place never crowd spaced Never skirt chased maybe first grade Never last place never had brakes Pop a transmission always had faith Always had trace always had James In that duplex hit a suplex fuck a crew neck Spottie solo up in recess Never regress Georgia peaches Grab her cheek ass such a slutbag Baby nut rag never cuff that Love a hood rat where this puss at Brittany have me going on that Sosa I'll never go back I never hit her raw again fucking with the law again Picking up trash on highways never my way Fuck a Friday I'm with Robert Chugging bombay fuck your turn up Fuck your turn out we gon burn up Fuck your mosh pit I'm on my shit On that Tribe shit got that Phife Dawg I might bite bitch I'm on tablet Scribble down I'm rapping like Kool Inspire all my local jokers who be quitting that school They be hating that job I was hating that too I was flipping your burger high as a bitch but I'm cool I think I'm blessed now I only stress about the stress now since I'm fresh now Pull that motherfucking dress down Yo now ever since I was young had a gift for the tongue This shit might open the door Fruit loop for the young honeycomb for some Twenty-two put piff in a bowl And I was bending the corners hot boxin' the sauna I've been focused gettin' closer to ghosts And I be slippin' a bit probably sippin a bitch I ain't really into tippin' the hoes See my brother got weight my sister at home When I get straight my sister gettin flown Couple nephews my niggas gettin' grown Mikey D stay down nigga gettin on Can I get a glass cup and a lil' Henny I'm too cold but a little timid I blow checks save a lil' penny I'm too young for some big money Come girl get some dick from me My job needs some piss from me Uhn lil bro can you fuck with me Came through at the last minute Living wasting my time Lacing with percs purp in a bind Hazy oh baby I'm better when blind I don't see nothin' this perfect can fine We are the young and Xanax oh See there's nowhere to go To hide from the lows 'Cause we are the young and Xanax oh See there's nowhere to go Stuck on the high yeah My son sleep I'm rollin it up I don't sleep I'm runnin' for bucks don't tweet You fuckin' with us I won't eat Start stomping your feet I need that Depending on all of your feedback Come out to my show and come feed that Can't go back to sellin' that retail My daddy left me with no details Came back with a bitch and his stepson I guess he forgot that he left somethin' He must have been saving the best bum Pearl necklace I empty my left nut Most niggas can't fuck with my worst shit I'm scribing my living with curses Just wait till I get this shit perfect You niggas can't fuck with my verses See Davey don't think that I'm bout this Don't make me come run in your houses We know where your mom and your dad live Ooh baby yes wait just mask us My niggas got triggas and vastly Don't like how we living it lasts You out of your trigger and backseat Just look at the shooter it's Mike D Your rosary shining so nicely We innocent kids if you ask me I rode in the Benz in the backseat Them vices they swarm and attack me God got me that nine is upon me That Juvie that Percy that Bun B Soundtrack in the back while we dumping We are the young and Xanax oh See there's nowhere to go To hide from the lows 'Cause we are the young and Xanax oh See there's nowhere to go Stuck on the high yeah Not Natty Caddy not that at all Who's that creepin' through the city in that dark ass tint Misdemeanor on the way yo I slide in my rimless Bentley no tights I'm gymnast Bending blocks my world of Legos Now baby hold that wheel while I'm rollin' up Hopefully she old enough To purchase that liquor what I need from the store She understands her selection advance her affection And fears my rejection never needing a ho I got plans to be that nigga I know you met him as a child He gave you ten bones don't sweat it don't wile' Be cool for a minute ninety-three 'Til be cool for Emmett The hung soul a rapper goes rapping those wrapping woes up Defying foes lying toes weapons on tuck Malcolm they tackle for belief in the movement But Rashad got applause for releasing the music Now sometimes I be gettin' higher than a bitch Smoking all my lows put the fire to the spliff What up now what up Now I've been getting higher and higher And higher and higher Now what up now what up now what up what up Niggas steppin' in the swimming pool invincible Women I pursue get lost in this uh Middle of the summer's in Miami Kembe with me Henney sippin shots like I bought it for him I'm a brown skin small waisted I'm creeping with my ball faces I like her titties too I like her attitude I like her flexible She got a baby due I think she bisexual At least I hope so I glance to that little grown man at her front door He looking at me like I looked at pops when he come fo' My mama as a toddler I was selfish this ain't nothin' new I can spit a couple twenty-two's if I want to I save it for the tour the allure of the gap tooth Rap Toose in shape or somethin' Always knew he would make him something He got schemes to smoke green And make him some take em son Well thank God for the shooter hmm And thank God for the leader hmm And think hard for a message Blink art on pedestrians what are you a believer We're tranquil for a Brutus hey And hard road for a Caesar hey Well who came from the heavens They kill for a blessin' they gon' do it to Jesus hm And thank God for the shooters Them hard streets make a militant man Fuck a bitch be as real as you can Our education they tend to say we killers again But I'd rather give this living a chance I'm getting patience I wonder if the world is gon' see us as just niggas They treat lyrics like I hold triggers like I make difference Then downplay what I'm given like I'm no different It make me wanna move to my aunt's house I've been on pills since a little one Start with Advil then we level up I wonder if my son gon' trust me after songs so ugly Bout his moms ain't mean to see the world so crummy They got Tec-9's for Jesus So I figured that the second coming wasn't never coming Go figure heaven is a hassle 'cause They don't even want a nigga back in Africa And some of us fall and some of us hover And some of us shooters and some of us lovers I see the sum of it all I'm running for cover Invite you for supper but really they hunt you What's really thre hundred who's really a gangster Who's really the prey Who's really in danger I'm willing to pray I'm feeling the angels Is liquor the savior This moment will contain us And ride to the far side I'm looking for peace Just spread the cigar wide a moment of ease Hard benches for my brothers that be roaming the streets We don't always be the leaders that they want us to be I'm just hoping that she praying while she down on her knees See I often treat these hoes like their fathers would be Good Lord my flaws blind you got you time for my flaws Yo now it's just me my nigga Mikey D gettin' throwed We was bangin' out some Masta P on the road I prefer my word with platinum teeth maybe gold They don't like it when you come direct well fuck but Spottie bold Tell them hoes they better come correct 'cause I fuck My momma told me we no 'ceptin' any memberships no adding losses I won't step up in your dealership until I'm flossin' We no flexy with the funk add a blessing to that punk Damn I got a son he on the way but that's my baby I've been spittin' like it's crack or some like since the eighties I was born I think in nineteen ninety-one that mean I'm chosen When I slide back through your hood bitch just have a frozen bitch Yeah Goddamn feel like I'm Brad Jordan Goddamn my man feel like I'm Brad Jordan Scarface somethin' like I'm Brad Jordan Feel like I'm the fuckin' feel like I'm Brad Jordan Two dopeboys in a busted-ass rental In Houston OPM on them pussy ass niggas Feel like I'm Brad Jordan Two dopeboys in a busted-ass rental Now you would think I work from South Park grindin' always makin' trouble Grippin' on another level mothafucka I feel like droppin' classics like the rucker And rappers be too passive It's just me my brother Spottie bitch sit low I've been drinkin' since my momma called around 4 Niggas asking me too many questions fuckin' throwed Rob Da Vinci Mike December we was losing now we winnin' Can I sport a couple in this Play for bucks that Brandon Jennings Wear your crown and your pocket or that shit'll come up missin' You that nigga but the misses eat a dick and mind ya business This for all my Eastside niggas who be eating do no sleeping For their seedlin' never go to parties even if it is the weekend And shout-out to the women who be faithful to their pimpin' And shout-out to them haters who be all up in their feelins And shout-out to my daddy I'mma buy your ass a Bentley Now you would think I work from South Park grindin' always makin' trouble Grippin' on another level mothafucka I feel like droppin' classics like the rucker And rappers be too passive Bring the muthafuckin' frozen through bitch man I told you so Ay yo the peach the peach the peach and not in the what they call it the cans nigga Not that can shit not that can shit Not the cans I want a bottle nigga Get the bottle from motherfuckin' right through the Wilcox Tunnel Bring that bottle right through there That peach kind That peach kind Tell that bitch to bring me a strawberry kiwi bring me a mothafuckin' frozen I need I need one of those three for one bags of Flamin' Hot Cheetos I prefer if you bought the popcorn The popcorn the popcorn And if you can't bring the popcorn bring the mothafuckin' hot fries And if you can't bring the hot fires go ahead and bust that five out And bring me some Mapco chicken bitch Yeah slam dunk and some Mapco Bout that love that kind that he forgot Since he left his family all alone I don't know why I feel all in grey And I know my heart ain't built to bleed But I came back and forth To chase my tracks and roll with I ain't supposed to know here Some goal a face so shy A friend so cold ohh Some goal a place so high And friends so cold Ay this a padded room this a padded room The fancy car that keeps me goin' Glad to have you back my nig Knew you was gonna make it back to this roof Alright scramble for the ammo Can we build Can we chill Can I live with my kids Deuce poof proof Lord I can't feel the joy I can't fill the void Let'em fill the void Too young to ignore But really if we don't make it out the city If we don't make it to the finish line If I don't make it to your titties I got the music for the vibers I got the music for the vibers And we don't usually talk about it It's like you debatin' with a bible I'm really preachin' to the choir I brought the music for the vibers though And in the chalice that keeps me low as your morale is Ay you just smokin' on the cabbage I see you fuckin' with the gravity I been waitin' for a challenge Besides waitin' for the balance and the apricot And to rap with Dot and I laugh a lot I got some old hoes ha and some new friends And some rose gold and some and some rose gold I know you hear me talkin' to you nigga I know you can hear me nigga I control the speed and I won't let you go no way You're everything I love hoes and weed And I could testify 'cause who's ashamed So I might testify I got a face that only your bitch could love Your type niggas don't mix with us Ain't this special like just because Backpack full of that wrist and lung Boarding pass pass my troubles High as fuck lost my wallet Going back to California Saw my son miss my daughter Real life what does it feel like I got my pills on you know I'm real numb Gettin' ready for this motherfucker I control the speed and I won't let you go no away You're everything I love hoes and weed And I could testify 'cause who's ashamed So I might testify I can admit I've been depressed I hit a wall ouch I hit the bank you hit the dab I hit the ball out Praying God pay my cable Splurging out one more favor Little boys dressed like rappers Can that road make them daddies I talked to God I got approved I got a lifeline If I should die while I'm awake I had a nice time I control the speed and I won't let you go no away You're everything I love Play me nigga I'm faded Nigga I feel like twenty-five babies Skunk drunk lookin' like a robber Headed to the church or headed to the brothel Poppin' my collar really like Bieber How do you tell the truth to a crowd of white people Made it motivational speaker bumpin' Most time tellin' my teacher somethin' Baby we was like Decatur We was like Lithonia elevated thinker bump it Deacon stuntin' was a habit Trappin' was a hobby shooter got a reason Thumper Sasha why you gotta leave me We was like forever life is so confusin' fuck it Take me take me to revival Maybe this'll help me maybe this'll change my mind House-side niggas always stuffin' a few Southside niggas always keepin' it there Magnum trigger gave 'em somethin' to do We should have shot at the moon Jesus always told me I was special Prove it to me go and get some money Spread shit to the world 'Cause ain't no fun if the homies can't have some Have mine nigga heaven ain't free We was just prayin' for another drink Bitch look good to a buzzard hey I could barely hear from the thunder wait I could barely feel for the money wait Baby we was like Decatur We was like Lithonia elevated thinker bump it Deacon stuntin' was a habit Trappin' was a hobby shooter got a reason Thumper Sasha why you gotta leave me We was like forever life is so confusin' fuck it Take me take me to revival Maybe this'll help me maybe this'll ease my mind Ridin' down the street with the hazard lights on Turn my phone off while I'm switchin' time zones Lost in the sauce not sure where I stand You can't call me back if you can't pay me in advance Ridin' down the street with the hazard lights on Turn my phone off while I'm switchin' time zones Lost in the sauce not sure where I stand You can't call me back if you can't pay me in advance I ain't eatin' in the morn' I be sippin' on the Henny You been lookin' for the wrong one wrong one wrong one Ain't thinkin' bout your love I be shittin' on your feelings And you be lovin' on the wrong one wrong one wrong one So one time for the caged bird And one time for the real niggas And slow dance on the Jäger And one time for the little niggas I ain't eatin' in the morn' I be sippin' on the Henny You been lookin' for the wrong one wrong one wrong one Ain't thinkin' bout your love I be shittin' on your feelings And you be lovin' on the wrong one wrong one wrong one You can have all my shine I give you my light Loving this here is wrong but it feel nice Ice cold in my veins ice cold in my veins ice cold You feel good you take away from my pain Can't remember my name my address I'm on the plane Fifty thousand altitudes high up well atleast off in my brain You was there for me on my lows and all of my gains I give you this ring If I could but I know dirt won't let me do it insecure I need my noise Been too good we share our laughs gotta move on that's in the past This new feeling I hope it last kinda like forever like Keith Sweat Gave it to Heaven I need my pass gones by the flame give me all That you have don't hold back I can't crash try to hold on keep falling off Right back at it this ain't golf can't just swing and get back on We just somehow lost I think I'm lost why don't you give me my light I think I'm lost I need that light See I'm addicted to light-skinned women with nice friends I only want to fuck ain't trying to be with 'em I know I couldn't change if I wanted And sometime a nigga get fucked up And sometime these bitches get fucked too See I was raised round the clan for the misfits I laugh at it then I take another sip I bet I just look like my daddy now Been up two days on the Addy now We all codeining pro leaning But I really am tryna get the chemistry right 'Cause if I mix this pill when I add this drink Rashad'll be the nigga that'll kill me tonight So how we feeling alright stop killing the lights Tryna numb this pain I've been living to fight If we drop a few songs we'll be living the life And a drug dealer finna make a killing tonight so how we feeling alright Bitch you know you can't parallel park anyway We can't be no number one but we can be the jam 'Cause what these niggas on is not my favorite song I'm not no number one 'cause they gon' do you wrong And they gon' play you out alright We can't be no number one but we can be the jam 'Cause what these niggas on is not my favorite song I'm not no number one 'cause they gon' do you wrong And they gon' play you out alright Back when my brother sold crack and my sister was a real one Always was a real one Saw you workin' early tell me how you feel hon Baby what's your hurry get it how you live hon Baby what's your name I've been goin' through a lot I can't do this on my own got no place to go Rashad And that's a long one hey they gon' love you when you're hot They won't miss you when you gone if you're looking for a spot Back when my sister sold hair heard you lookin' for the deal hon Get it how you live hon Damn you caught me splurgin' lookin' for the real ones If I make it early get it for the little ones I can see your pain hope my voice is helping out Hope your momma workin' out she won't even come out the house Heard she had a surgery granny died before the drop I don't like to visit home I don't like to see the drought Call me when you steppin' out I might bring the cup with me We can split a O or three this is how it's supposed to be Like we had a better trial fuck the jury fuck with me I can make a dope fiend of you yet if I could find ya I just like a freak ho for the nostalgia No my heart can't break no more I can't even feel the paper cuts Let me see my son and let me ball let me ball yeah Measure twice cut once fucked up On that other night and the kids got me high enough To touch the rim As a kid that's the only thing I wanted then Yeah I feel like Mikey D Lord I guess I gotta take my words back Merge with me Henny light hurt I got twenty-five plus a few This might be the zip Or the shit or another clue I got what you need What you don't what you never knew Yeah skin and bones you are my favorite type Yeah oh skin and bones you are my favorite type haha I guess we back to talkin' shit again very riveting Do you love me for the benefits Finish this Tell me what you need what you like what you never did Tell me on your knees say it right fix your upper lip You just head boppin' 'cause I said bop it You like jean Robins with them bean poppers And them lean stockers That don't mean shit But they cool when you need somethin' Always need somethin' More fees more of these suckers I'm a tree hugger Quarter p before I eat somethin' Keep your fees covered play it safe Fuck with me puppet That was me truckin' overseas Cool as Al Bundy For the slouch of 'em In the house and my cows comin' home Yeah you my favorite topic Yeah money fuckin' love it Yeah you my favorite topic Yeah money fuckin' love it You my favorite topic You my you my favorite You mythis a padded room My momma see my page said baby you a winner Now at this tender age Lord knows that I'm finna I'm dealing with this rage and abortions got me pent up We could all die tonight Lord knows that I'm Look Lord forgive me for all my bad decisions My pot of gold was never hidden underground it was packed in a bowl With a woman by my side couple snacks from the store Perfecting every line shit was left from the floor My momma tell me to get a job but employment ain't employing us Not with my record right stage exit Momma I'm a king but they pay me peasant He tell me that I'm fired and he say it so pleasant The hood under fire local news not present They focused on Trayvon and they focused on the President I guess it's unimportant in my residence See they never say they love you in the present tense I think I'm quitting school I'mma be in debt And work fast food shit I'm sorry I ain't made it yet My momma see my page said baby you a winner Now at this tender age Lord knows that I'm finna I'm dealing with this rage and abortions got me pent up We could all die tonight Lord knows that I'm I try to I try to talk 'bout my problems but that shit don't ever Don't never fucking come out right don't never fucking Don't never fucking come out right when I try to Ay what's suicide from the top of the swing set Maybe I could fly but I ain't got my wings yet So go and buy your bitch that's how you do it when you wealthy Oh chlamydia I thought you said that you was healthy I'm tryna make it big God they said that you would help me Say it so selfless yet pray it so selfish I'm scared to go to Hell smoke it to the peace Piece landed me in jail movies with a bitch Bitch pregnant as hell I was happier in jail Devil on my shoulders tell me no I shouldn't get it I probably made a baby off in that Honda Civic After I dropped my baby off in that Honda Civic I probably should repeat it I know you didn't get it I just want your bitch I don't I just want your bitch I don't want no fuckin' problem Look at what I got he might motherfuckin' bargain yeah Nigga try finesse me with the hard one How the hell you rob the fuckin' robber Project Pat was always like a father figure Skinny Pimp respect me bitch I'm mobbin' nigga Only reason anything was tinted when it's rented Probably 'cause my dirty niggas with me Ain't really down with that chainin' a bitch Hangin' just to smoke boy you lame as a bitch Audi in the back and a Porsche in the front I got some titties on my face got 'em crawl in the mud Since a youngin' I've been addicted to them hoes But I never been the type to give 'em gold After fuckin' she be lucky if I'm holdin' a bitch Ol' favor askin' niggas always owin' a bitch I wanna Cadillac I want a Benz too So I can rent that out and I can call ya Like I'm ballin' for my inside Freaky bitch wanna fist but my wrist tired Vendetta spent the bread on a rice cooker Roll mine held his with a vice gripper I'm at home when I'm gone make your life different Do some shit on your own they don't fuck with your ledge I'm gon' fuck with my gut I just laced it with lead It's my mom on my phone bitch quit givin' me head I'm in love with the feel Give me head let me chill They for show I'm for real I got two cigarettes to my last name I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go I got two cigarettes to my last name I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go She said you you can't save em all yeah I mix a gallon of the gallon in a gallon of that And down that in your Nissan for the memory For the energy for the Tennessee Fam call work off work just to visit me I bought an ounce just to fuck with you He don't take no hand outs he don't take no hand outs Remember what my poppa told me Trust inward trust in ya my n-word my friend of Last of the divine livin' so timid all on us doggone it They would laugh at the small moments then call on us Like who had you on your bad days Who dropped you at that bitch house Like like back when we was little I was just an instrumental now I'm Malcolm in a million We talked about a billion we talked about our feelin's We kept it more than realest And look at how the path came took it for the rap fam Would ya give ya all to the world the work work and left hurt Shit and what's worse She too tired to talk lately your thumbs hurt We miss love and sex Bridget your son's birth Twenty-one hurts in court by twenty-four boy You can't save 'em all I write piss test livin' fuck that shit Fuck call centers fuck is this really growin' up my nigga Tax on your motherfuckin' nuts my nigga Ten dollar twenty-five what the fuck can a nigga do with ten dollars twenty-five Plus your weed habit plus my weed habit and your weave habit For free givin' we livin' with a weed daddy two kids Mix that Boosie with that boom-bap You rap like you need money like you don't love this My shit shoot up your jury before you judged this Pull out look at my dick like ain't it gorgeous For those that can't afford this It be like I got I got I got my own world I got my own mind Day dreamin' for a lunch break for my son's sake On the run for the funds sake I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go It ain't that hard I got two cigarettes to my last name I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go You you can't save em all And I will never grow up I'm a grown ass kid I swear that I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did From fucking with Bree to rolling on E But it inspired all these verses that's flowing from me I got Aquemini up in my tape deck The art of storytelling so compelling when you face it This liberation Antwan Patton taught me the basics This forty oldy dopey oh suppose you'll never make it From your comfort zone you so scary fucking complacent Man these niggas losers and they see this dark ass tint and wanna pull us Over so they can search us camera yes sir I purchased I live right up the street I'm black i.e. I'm worthless I was slinging my penis I'm just learning the meaning Of keep it safe with a rubber these bitches playing and scheming I'm smoking out of my demons I'm hoping momma don't see this Me living my life by the day and downplaying my genius Like goddamn will I go out like lead singers in rock bands I think that suicide is closer than mic stands When I say that know that I'm meaning that you can fight For you dreams but losers stand in between it Am I gonna fall to my fist or shall I conqueror my kingdom Some days we make it happen some days we playing dreamers I wonder if daddy miss me sometimes I scream fuck 'em But I wonder if he miss me sometimes I roll another And I go to the store plastic cup in my hand I ain't tripping on hoes you can have it there's plenty She was cheating on me and play me off like it's really A consequence of my actions like I drove you to sinning And you a bitch and even when you say you love me you a bitch I pray you crash like Caroline into a ditch And then I pray you make it out without a stitch Sometimes I pray for miracles like they exist I question faith I question God I got a list Of all my woes and all my lows I give you this Hey bro You know what March April May June July and about to be August have in common bro The fact that I still don't have your goddamn album Why is it I don't understand this process dog like how you got Yo everybody was bumpin' your last shit You don't want to get your next shit out You don't care You don't care that they want to hear your next shit You just that good huh That must be your whole thing then Man you got until Friday bro I'm not asking no more dog You got until Friday I'm not asking no more Two pills and a Mac-11 red blue you choose Tryna spit a few flows to get my money up Look I'm twenty years old and I ain't done enough And 'til the sun set roll another blunt for my real nigga Kembe I'm not only the leader but I follow the village I swear them niggas is killing it in Chicago Now put the gun down waiting to put the world on 'em I get tired of the problems and depression The bitches and the bitching come and get your girl homie Shallow dreams and broken hearts Black Benz's They're tryna make material wishes and spiritual blisses They stay focused on inferior pictures you got your mothafuckin' hands out I hid so far away so far away But I still I still hear the gun sounds Two kills from a Mac-11 red and blue you lose A nigga need bail so get your money out I'm twenty years old and I ain't done enough Lord I swear I got the answers for my people and bullets bring the reaper I heard my first lie in a church from a preacher I sank low 'cause that's where they want to keep us Just give me love give me sex give me reefer And after school getting high with the teachers I tried to promise my momma I'd make it honest Say what's on your heart I promise they call it conscience And conscious don't make no dollars no dollars unless you Common Now Late nights stay on it Bright lights they want it And it's funny how you so charismatic A sex addict but stay lonely Throw a beat on I kill it Not a gun though my feelings Here comes slow pop pilling And I die young God willing God willing shit Got me over here tripping And liquor don't help for the feelings I felt I'm just over here chilling Yeah always seem to blame a bitch The only thing I got is my pain and shit And these hoes want art Love over your canvases Should I talk about my dad or something Always feel like I'm mad for nothing Rap fast 'cause a crash is coming And it hurts for the words but it lasts for something Po Pimpin' so Do or Die Slit wrists so suicidal Stay cool in a pool of fire Worship in a verse nigga who's your idol Ain't never felt like this before Would you ride for freedom Would you die for freedom Got a ski mask on and a pistol loaded Hear money talking I die to meet 'em Looking forward to the bright lights Late nights and the bullshit Yeah they was talking that good shit That's far as they could get yeah Aww them titties that I sleep on beneath the thump The beating broken heart but it keep going Disgusted with that fake ass smile that you keep on And you ain't got the nuts to say you hate me so I creep on Down to your panties down-down 'til you scream out It's ugly and these cuts getting deeper it's fatal shit it's bloody It drove me to popping pills and drinking water too muddy Can I use my hands baby It's mine To them niggas that you sometimes share with it's fine That you think these eyes that I keep on staring with it's blind Yeah I told you that I did not care bitch I'm lying You made me fall in love for a minute Love ain't always so demanding sometimes it's just you And we live life on different planets but that ain't no excuse And what we got is so withstanding but sometimes we get bruised And when the world don't understand me I always got you Man coming from a city where the heater bang Nooga shooter Ruger kill your brother that's that local fame Always gave a fuck so much my Dockers wasn't Dickies man Gotta keep it pimping James stomped them out forty-four deep over cookies so Imagine what they do to niggas acting like some pussy man Austin daddy left him so abrupt now he hitting stains Type of shit make me say prayers for all my players I'm here for all your fears you sell I gotta scale It's real riding with my brother and his Lincoln Got me thinking of get rich schemes for all my people And maybe I should talk to my daddy good karma But fuck it I'm still stuck in these panties Take relations for granted 'stead of lowering standards I did blow I didn't plan it I'm understanding these addicts Can you manage your habit can you honestly practice All that shit that you preaching always misplacing my glasses But always peeping the evil like I see it clear now Like back in high school you're the one that's acting weird now Had a baby in the 9th grade shes old enough to cheer now You see us getting money put that motherfuckin' beer down We're here now We here now mothafucka I think we need some motivation We're here now mothafucka Give me that Sydney Jones pussy I think we need some motivation Many nights I shot ball 'til lights Cut off on flight so probably fell my life My momma was probably right I fill shoes to height That Kobe could fit 'em tight these niggas here is light To get ahead they living like parasites and mice And pussy will make them fight I'm be sippin' this fucking sprite For fillers I couldn't write my big homie had died For niggas who living lies he's six feet from life I hope heaven treating him nice why good die in spite When Sydney Jones get piped she young black and trife My light skin advice she keep me hooked like Phife My electric relaxation her thighs give me escapism With music make me anxious nigga be all tasteless Sometimes I feel like hatred will kill me if I do make it Three stacks vacations secluded living locations Illest amount of payments to bank accounts that I'm making Seasons changing for us and we adding a couple faces These niggas get funny so Benjamin keep me racing Everybody a actor wanna be the leading faces So get your acting right the directors giving our placements My niggas die for it she got that pussy juice I could lie for it that pussy the truth You got some time boy then get some pussy too I'm the nigga baby what that pussy do My niggas die for it she got that pussy juice I could lie for it that pussy the truth You got some time boy go get some pussy too Give me that Sydney Jones pussy I think them niggas need some motivation Hop on the road and say That it was live last night I know the world can wait I heard the moon ain't got no service But your mama got some cable Tell me would you steal it from her I run away I run away it ain't nothin' on the TV Baby tell me what you stealin' from I tried to get to know you Like lies and matrimony I heard the moon ain't got no service But your mama got some cable Tell me would you steal it from her Is it okay to come down sometimes Wow it's so good comin' down We don't usually take that long To this pimping I'm a student I need a job This rap ain't paying bills okay blame it on Rashad I get all in my feelings gather blame it all on God But see that ain't the lesson that was taught up from my mom See that shit don't make no sense he ain't even gotta lisp It's so many fuck rappers I can't even make a diss It's so many fuck niggas ain't no need to make a list And tell my momma I'll be straight all I need is dutches Swishers hide my insecurity crowded by a bunch of niggas They just don't be hearing me you gon' start comparing me Diamond in the rough suck my dick you'll see the clarity Later I won't won't be this same mothafucka As soon as I get on one insane mothafucka I guess all them concussions rattled brain mothafucka And we don't wanna hear that weak shit but you love it I be high all in public see sobriety's a struggle They pay they bills hating see denying me's a hustle I been drinking I been drinking See the fly in me I'm buzzing My shit go good with your mouth don't it feel good It's a number 3 buckle up Got to the scene it was bonafide pocket book And 'cause you hide all my secrets from that bitch They keep callin' your phone I know he hate it But the comet go Keep us in tune and my hooker got another show I'm on the road just to see if I can make it back With just a scar and a carcass and a flaw Like God and his kids I know you hate us but it's nothin' else They told me that I had to see it for my fuckin' self And if I make to the gates and he don't recognize That I had all them traits of greatness and the starlight at my feet So don't you take me to the preacher Alright pimps hoes fingertips masturbate And I ain't done with your mouth Say that as good as a number 3 Want some more you got away with the tongue-in-cheek Never seen I know the code to your body And the road to the vision is all communication And we bust a nut I left a stain in your inner part You let it grow I know the words to your favorite and your everything But I don't have time for you baby I am all for the profit I'm past my self-destruction But you bring it back I got a line for you waitin' in my Cadillac 'Cause you describe all the symptoms of a common fiend You said you read to the fire It was good with the preacher and all the congregation Let me put your knees to your chest and get ready Alright pimps hoes fingertips masturbate The no stoner has a boner I need head and some sex Sometimes vulgar I'm quite Homer dream 'bout booze and some tits Speak 'bout bitches less than often 'cause they lie for the dick Thus an evil of a creature who plays games on gent I sit lonely in my Honda behind darkest of tint Smoke a woodtip for my problems and give Brandy a sip Get confided in the voice spill my feelings and shit Breaking codes and regulations not a pimp nor a simp Give me things that make me happy 'cause the bottom I hit Fuck a bowl give me love fuck your words give me drugs Promethazine a nice to meet you you made bitch niggas all seem to Misuse the words of trill hold the gun so they real 'til their face in the reel watch a real nigga squeal When the piglets peal the tabs off of your grill Yeah you chirping pleading deals with your faggot ass Been sipping on this stop telling me start to get sober Bill Bellamy tickle my bellilly I would do anything just to get over So I drank sometimes then I paint these rhymes pardon me I'm antsy Why My heart quite nervous ninety-five I'm swerving then I hit them curbs No then boys ain't working fuck a black Suburban commissary purchase My daddy calls I barely answer fuck parental curses I spit too many verses I know you fucking heard 'em So why you leave them voicemails that you know gone hurt me Tired of rapping that real shit if nobody gone feel this I could be gripping that steel shit you too busy to deal with Finally niggas is listening yeah then I just start with this missing my dad Damn so like when you gone quit You trill now huh You cool huh You real You real that's what's popular huh I was singing my song for nobody I'm like a Rolling Stone rolling stone And I'm the shit playa but don't flush your commode And I hope you smell me but this Polo cologne Slamming doors like I got an attitude or something wrong It's like I'm switching cars the way I them holding on the Every word I spit like I got a lisp and it is hella strong Kicks like they came to play this off a house party And you niggas look gay like Jesse McCartney It to be real it wouldn't be logic to fuck with me 'Cause we on some Adele shit we be rolling deep Your girl get mad when I pass and I don't even speak Prolly 'cause I got all up inside and was behind her teeth I need a piece of at least if I can get the whole cake 'Cause I be going all in like a young Drake Yeah you probably didn't get that like money Yeah you probably didn't get that Imma keep it real 'cause some liars don't do that And Imma blow 'cause I've seen a fucking fire do that And Imma take a trick magicians be like how he do that And I be killing beats rappers be like why he do that Bitches say I'm clean and I don't even try to dress I could fuck her though but I ain't even tryna sex I got her number man and I ain't even tryna text I strong armed dude and I ain't gotta flex I spit profound shit that I could never lose And I was better than half these dudes back in middle school And I remember days like this Tapping out the whole world with a pen in my wrist Freestyling in class I bet the teacher was pissed I probably should've paid more attention yeah i'm slick But bitch I probably won't be like this no more I thunk outside the box and they won't let me back in that ho Damn Yeah Lounging with my feet up Them lame motherfuckers drop their faces when they see us We could play pretend them niggas still couldn't be us Back in Chattanooga still couldn't Tennessee us It's conflict when I'm writing these rhymes Tryna fit my whole life up in thirty two lines but I keep it real that's how it happened The government gonna try to do me in like Fred Hampton a black panther Let's keep it real from the Hamptons A penny saving minimum wage is some shit plantation Slaves to the modern day swimming Frank Ocean Guns waving guns blazing filling in the holster All I need is some cake like a fuckin' Hostess At a table can't eat grab a fuckin' hostess Put my back against the wall like a fuckin' poster Put my money on the table like a fuckin' coaster Who's better You's better That's fuckin' bogus I got your bitch up in my sheets like a fuckin' toga Positions in some shit sexual yoga Master of that pussy sexual Yoda Jedi mind tricks watch that nine dip That's food for thoughts 9 clips Yeah All I need in this life is a bitch and a blunt Good head and cooked food is all a nigga want I don't trust too many niggas so my circle small Never let 'em hear my feelings only pussy involved I know it's kinda cold but the fuck is you to judge me The last time I fell in love man I damn near lost me So I spit my feelings in these raps to get my feelings back 'Cause lately I been feeling lost stranded like I need map Tired of the bullshit so I need a nap I'm hungry for this music shit so I'm eating tracks Flow hotter than anniversary candle wax I'm feeling sorry for the competition 'cause they lack Originality imagine they shittin style I'm looking like a vet and you been at this for awhile Twenty-one years old nigga no pressure I cop your bitch with ease dog I'm talking no effort Don't be mad at me bruh 'cause she chose greatness It was long overdue 'cause you kept her waiting She fell in love with my poetic flow and way with words All this time you playing daddy but the kid ain't even yours I gotta um I been drinking I feel like making fun of niggas Ay bitch I'm back nah I'm just starting Man them niggas gonna hold you back you're retarded Crazy loc told me hold that gat don't be a target Quit smoking them blacks practice performing Bitch I'm back again and I'm rolling see I really mean that shit And ain't did shit and ain't paid I ain't tryna seem that rich Can I get a discount on these Lays Is he 'bout to kill this rhyme where you stay So how you different How you unique Who you tempting Where's your mystique I just ride around in my Bentley it's a Civic See the women love when I'm honest they said it's different I don't get how all these rappers be so successful They tell you lies and nothing helpful But you claim you feel it yeah that's your man though You stand for him but what he stand for I'm just riding 'round getting paid Fucking bitches getting paid gusto Hey bitch I'm back like where the fuck I started These niggas thinking they the shit but they ain't even really farted Really thinking that a nigga on blaze I ain't even tryna spark it Your chick be all on my cock and balls now tell your bitch quit gargling I promise I'm authentic straight genuine I working out shit I'm in the same gym you in So he got a big deal Big deal So what he spit some shit that ain't real Get lit and write some shit you can't feel So you can get expensive shit and switch heels Goddamn that's a problem y'all fucking up my genre See me I'm a pro-masturbater Nigga I be killing and spitting it when I rap Yearn for the cat he be earning the map Got a hole in her teeth put my sperm in her gap Camerino on the job Why these niggas so wack let me ask Rashad Let me ask a motherfucker like you Who speak weak shit 'cause the clique said that's cool Bro you the shit man the world gonna be bumping this When you get real big and put us on are we all gonna be rich Get off my dick nigga we ain't friends Just another bitch with another loose end See you at the top and until then Just choke on my pubes and swallow my kids Back again and I'm rolling got a pack of Swish and a bag of thizz But them niggas firing up that reggie man And can't have them fuck niggas in your regime Suck dick roll weed on the resume Bald head damn near do everything She do everything and I like it Bend that ass over baby I'll bite it Like to role play be a stripper baby I'll tip her baby this pimping baby just Rose And I'm drunker than I should be I'm fucking too honest but I could be Another fuck nigga rapping 'bout wrapping Flipping O's by rap and hip-hop boy you could be I don't believe that shit Nigga how the fuck you trill Nigga how the fuck you real Nigga how the fuck you feel You don't feel shit and I feel it in my heart you a real bitch You don't steel tip Texas swanging Texas slanging Rikki Blu straight Texas He'll wreck your paint I'm the type Fuck that nigga you the man mane Gotta let a bitch nigga do his damn thang Even crooked politicians get a campaign Need Henny too broke for the champagne But I still keep it G every damn day Memorize every word that a fan say We the House bitch niggas to your family Don't let your bitch 'round me I'm a girl prey All I need is good pussy and a place to chill Couple hundred thousand gotta pay some bills Gotta stack for my lil' nigga college tuition He fifteen I'mma have him in the college with bitches Gotta let the flow age nigga prolly to glisten I was in the Windy city nigga study the ism Triangle offense nigga study the prism I was just locked up bitches land you in prison but Do you like that shit Roll up for me baby light that shit Oh you love how I write that shit I do it better when you like that shit come on Late nights these late nights I pray to God they pay off For these hard times we done been through And the police got my shirt off sitting in the MC Nigga got wings and still can't fly Throw some D's off on my ride throw some D off in your wife Riding 'round can't feel my feet riding 'round lost my ID Drunk driving spilling drink on my seat Slurring words bitch you know me 'Cause I'm the nigga man fuck these niggas And any bitch rusing for the weed Bitch get a gram put it in the Swisher man Or I suppose whatever you get it in Put it to your lips get a light gon' feel the glam Tell me that it feel good tell me all them lies Make me feel good let me let me let me feel real good Give you my life give you my life if I really could But I know that I should follow my steps Get a little money in the process nine-two to the fucking death House what I mothafuckin' rep feel me bitch feel me 'til my body go down to the depths to the crevasse of the Earth The circle of the circle roll circuits of the purple And the golds stay gleaming fuck niggas stay scheming Fishing hooks in the sky young nigga Kareem-ing Full bucket and a dream nigga looking for wishes Where gold niggas spoon whipping over Pyrex And brown skin acute spineless With two kids hood-minded See adolescents fall victim to the mindless Yeah so baby-sitters if you love us And never pet the piggies hide the chickens in the covers See that's the family stones and drop jewels That's the only way the family love us My momma water whipping while my daddy in a jail 'Cause fast life look better than an OG And don't this feel like ninety-five nigga A drive-by killed 5 niggas So what you doing with your life nigga An introduction to the hopeless Generations passed down to the dope biz You don't wanna fall in love with me Far from a nigga don't call me a nigga 'less you call me my nigga I love niggas I'm your only white friend I bet you hate your own complexion bet you wish you light skin I dream a dream and write 'em like right then I bet you dreamed 'em before But it's the hesitant the fear of all the shit you don't know My momma told me not to listen to them bitches no more And ever since I've been riding in my Honda solo four-door it's kinda busted It get me to my girlfriend house so I can bust it I see potential I feel it in my soul kinda bitter with my father tryna let that shit go I wanna smoke the pain away but the weed'll get me fired From a job that I need where's the weed I ain't tryna change the world I just wanna change my own life And transition a couple wrongs right up One of them long nights contemplated suicide In the mirror you and I it's do or die I love my poppa man Them niggas without a father hope the chopper jam Big brothers and single mothers put they kids first Bang bang whoopty-whoop guess who was hit first khaki I feel so dirty when I pitch it right yeah I make you nervous how I get you right yeah I think my hoe might be the preacher wife yeah I mean my hoe might be the sneaky type yeah I got some dope I got some dope to ship yeah I heard you up and on that overkill yeah You prolly dump me when I'm over here yeah Yeah I might quit poppin' for my mama for my yeah Yeah I had a double with a downer out in Dublin Tell a bitch talk dirty to my other head Yeah the prison wall or water fountain with the liquor call If them bitches call I'm the rhetoric Yeah I got to quit fucking with that medicine Guilt trips give me stiff lips and a pair of kids This my enemy this my bro this my other bitch What you want to do On the real this some gutter shit East side nigga Chat-town with no funnel cake Ink pen got me more bands than my brother make Resonate put that Fen away let me elevate Thank god for my bank card and my get-a-way That's a cool bitch was my dog just the other day Living dude pimpin' are you down Are you hungry Oh say it loud tell your friends I got hunnid dick Dudes who done had the worst time be the funniest Back when they call me Akon I was running shit Vision is sixty-forty something but I'm kickin' it Wait I was taught as a lil it's only pimpin' bitch You just get it and live and watch the chemistry Look now found me a pill I got another string Blacked out tripping again and made another me I need the white walls white halls Where it ain't that hard to be myself Please bring me down I'm dark skinned so please don't take me lightly Again don't this feel like ninety-six or ninety-five It was in his hand with this dude while I drive Pass out in the sheets with a freak should I creep with her I'm too tired we don't fuck I just sleep with her And baby momma's still pasty She found the rubbers in my dresser Third trimester I don't really wanna stress her So daddy will deny her orgasms I supply 'em To the women that inspired all the rhymes I wrote And kill millions of civilians with the nines I tote I'm just young dumb and ignorant I couldn't go to college so I settled to be a nigga then paper chasing I wonder if the government formulating This chemistry that got 'em rich niggas paper racist It seems that I'm a goner so I escape aromas Of that hate with weed and marijuana And conforming is what I'm living with 'Cause you die if you different and now I'm smoking I've been smoking and drinking now I am drinking and driving Suicide on my mind but at least I got my pride right Tryna hit up Bree 'cause at least she get my mind right Speeding through traffic was that a stop sign-lights flashing seem like magic Blue and red inspiration reaching for the masses Life is do or die and Ima die making classics They killing me with books cafeterias and classes and I be like Lord I ain't your best son and man on that liquor I confess some My soul get the weakest when the flesh come Religious ass bitches just praying I undress 'em I got a problem with my pops should I talk about it Relationships get tore was you off about it That can spit a few hits should i bark about it Its like I am aiming at myself young Plaxico My soul hurts ain't never felt regret before Me and this bitch ain't never ever met before I am cheating but pussy ain't never ever felt this wet before Lord should I let it go in poverty but the change is blinding Somewhere in between the fame and insane asylums Charlie Sheening on that bitch still dreaming of that shit They praying that a nigga fucking Willie Beamen on that shit Four blunts is this as high as we can get I spit my soul and pay the toll and let my momma play it For her friends she bragging about a Benz that I can't buy but eventually Get that thing right and treat me like Zack Morris up in Bayside I kill the vocals kill the beat and let the bass ride Let me sing my song I free my soul I free my soul So let me lelet me free my soul I sing my song I free my Baby hold my chalice this some pimp shit This that stay over with my daddy and his mistress I could drink hundred proof a gallon fuck a kidney Fuck with me I just want some balance and some bitches Fuck a dream I say anything is realistic I see a challenge Imma gun it down like it offend me I suppose Lordy take my vision off the pussy hole Few are chose God I wanna say it but they took it wrong Back the hoes can I change the world with Cadillacs and Volks Can I breed it like we need it like we back to back we bought I don't want my child to grow up feeling like his daddy gone Daddy left feeling just like me I'm waiting on your steps What is blessed How I end up rapping how we feeling stressed Shit I'm back to burgers in the locals if you ain't impressed I need motivation all I'm asking is you bring your best Rain is just another confrontation know that life a bitch Life is this Yeah this for free you been tryna get a plate You ain't smokin' you just lookin' for an 8th How you ballin' if you ain't got the skates I've been nuttin' on this bitch from the Bay Sellin' out bring my friends you my dawg Fill my fronto like an arm in the cigar If I don't smoke before I eat then I'ma starve I throw that platinum on my teeth when I'm with y'all Preacher man Mr. Willie put some hands on my dinner Put some eyes in my back let me scope out these niggas You a nobody ain't nobody to nobody nigga I'ma quit when a bitch suck the flow out a nigga uh What's the word I'm just tryna get a zip But your plug always talkin' out my ear At the window tryna hop up in the VIP Swear you niggas be more thirsty than your bitch Broke hoes always tryna tell me what I should do With this change that I make and this groove that I grew This your broad on the phone this that raw on the phone It's expensive and tucked what's the brand I don't know Ain't concerned with that shit too concerned with this grip L.A. bitches only wanna sniff the coke off the tip We can chill you can hang like a rope off the dick Celebrate bring up dope bring some pour out this bitch Fuck a Vine I'm just tryna get some face Soon as I beat the face bitch I did the race Bust a nut then I go out my way Get the guap then I go out my way Look I'm ridin' on faith well Delta I hope the prayers can help us I'm havin' no problem bein' selfish They say God is who gon' guide ya warrior or friend turned foe Who behind ya where the knife at Still debatin' with the Devil for your life back New dress sinnin' look tempin' with a night cap Lately I've been diggin' in her kidney 'cause she like that I'll be right back right back right back I got lettuce for you I got binkies and beanies and cheddar for you I'm just talkin' to my son and my perfect woman You might see a couple mil' if we don't kill each other So ride with me like you love me like we feel each other And if we lose we in the mood then don't forget each other Sometimes the styrofoam cups is the perfect of couple They got us runnin' from the field with a Perc' or something And I could touch your soul Look at me now look at me running Late nights stay on it Bright lights they want it And it's funny how you so charismatic A sex addict but stay lonely Throw a beat on I kill it Not a gun though my feelings Here comes slow pop pilling And I die young God willing God willing shit Got me over here tripping And liquor don't help for the feelings I felt I'm just over here chilling Yeah always seem to blame a bitch The only thing I got is my pain and shit And these hoes want art Love over your canvases Should I talk about my dad or something Always feel like I'm mad for nothing Rap fast 'cause a crash is coming And it hurts for the words but it lasts for something Po Pimpin' so Do or Die Slit wrists so suicidal Stay cool in a pool of fire Worship in a verse nigga who's your idol Ain't never felt like this before Would you ride for freedom Would you die for freedom Got a ski mask on and a pistol loaded Hear money talking I die to meet 'em Looking forward to the bright lights Late nights and the bullshit Yeah they was talking that good shit That's far as they could get yeah Came out busting Came out bluffing Came out fucking On your cousin I do all these floozes voices And they natted what you love her You in trouble out here sunny Imma barbecue with Satan Bitch you busy it ain't shit I went shopping left it running Check my hundreds check my onion We watch cable at my Auntie's When my papa wasn't trapping But my coco Mr. Magic Billy Batson Miss me with that loco On a nigga get it cracking I'm not surprised I'm on a ride Been on a ride where is my eyes Spamming a lie just hold it down All I require just hold it down They go shit talking when we not around Niggas be hating when feet on the ground Act like the chick with a beat on her couch Nut on her coochie and then beat on her mouth Came out bussin I roll red I'm so cunning High tech digit flat four button Bad boy shawty that boy probably Nascar Audi Swanton Bomb it Two white bitches still gon' pick it Fly shit kick it still cold digit Young like Slizzy get back witcha Step back hit em with the step back swish it hoping that her nut might glisten Shit might triple shit might missile She might hit you Willy Wonka in my codeine Then my then my nigga I been stacking for a really Please be with it please be for it Never control it I can't control it First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil For real you the only father that I ever knew I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you Prophecies that I made way back in the Ville fulfilled Listen even back when we was broke my team ill Martin Luther King woulda been on Dreamville Talk to a nigga One time for my L.A. sisters One time for my L.A. hoes Lame niggas can't tell the difference One time for a nigga who know Don't save her she don't wanna be saved No role models and I'm here right now No role models to speak of Searchin' through my memory my memory I couldn't find one Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed By the baddest bitch not Trina but I swear to God This bitch'll make you call your girl up I came fast like 911 in white neighborhoods Ain't got no shame 'bout it She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich 'cause I can have any bitch But then I thought back back to a better me Before I was a B-list celebrity Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody You wasn't sweatin' me I want a real love dark skinned Aunt Viv love That Jada and that Will love That leave a toothbrush at your crib love And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love Out in Hollywood bringin' back five or six hoes Fuck 'em then we kick 'em to the do' Nigga you know how it go She deserved that she a bird it's a bird trap You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back Takin' off her skirt let her wear my shirt before she leave I'ma need my shirt back Load the chopper let it rain on you Fool me one time shame on you Fool me twice can't put the blame on you Fool me three times fuck the peace sign Load the chopper let it rain on you My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet My only regret was too young for Nia Long Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along My only regret was too young for Sade Adu My only regret could never take Aaliyah home Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone With the stale face 'cause they know it's they song She shallow but the pussy deep Okay back when I was sleeping in my mama crib Or even back when I was up there in Mohammed crib Paying seventeen-hundred for the rent money well-spent No heater but a nigga made heat may I vent 'Cause I had dreams for ya thoughts of a ring for ya Childish shit you know child and shit Anonymous flowers sent you know coward shit Now a nigga signed to Hov took a power trip Back home I'm grown now and the city's my throne now The same clubs that I used to get tossed out Life got Kriss Kross'd totally crossed out 'Cause now I'm in this bitch and I'm totally bossed out Old chicks crying 'cause they know that they lost out But I'm still on you I'm still on you My drink spill on me while I fill on you I'm sayin' Well this has got to be the longest crush ever If I ever get to fuck it'd be the longest bust ever Love is a drug like the strongest stuff ever And fuck it I'm on one you feel me She on a power trip she got me where she want a nigga Wife'ing in the club man my homies gon' disown a nigga Ass stupid how you get to college college I'm in your city and I'm wonderin' if you're home now Went and found a man but I'm hopin' you're alone now Can't help but feeling like I dropped the ball cliche I used to pop up on you at the mall each day Now typically I kick game like East Bay But you got a nigga freeze-framed yelling Please play For Pete's sake homie pull it together Just fuck her one time and be through with forever but Man it wasn't nothin' like that first time She was in my math class Long hair brown skin with a fat ass Sat beside me used to laugh had mad jokes The teacher always got mad so we passed notes It started off so innocent She had a vibe and a nigga started diggin' it I was a youngin straight crushin' tryna play the shit cool But a nigga couldn't wait to get to school 'Cause when I seen them thighs on her And them hips on her and them lips on her Got me daydreamin' man what I'm thinkin' how she rides on it If she sits on it if she licks on it Make it hard for me to stand up As time goes by attractions gettin' deep and Wet dreamin' thinkin' that I'm smashin' but I'm sleepin' I want it bad and I ain't never been obsessed before I wrote back and said But if I told the truth I knew that I'd get played out son Hadn't been in pussy since the day I came out one But she don't know that So she done wrote back and told me Oh you a pro homie Well I want you to show me My mama gone for the weekend So Saturday baby we can get to freakin' That's when my heart start racin' and my body start sweatin' Baby you done woke my lil' man up I'm thinkin' how that body look naked when you layin' on the bed Teacher please don't make me stand up Still tryna play it cool sound like the man But I was scared to death my nigga my stomach turnin' Talkin' shit knowin' damn well I was a virgin You know that feelin' when you know You finna bone for the first time I'm hopin' that she won't notice it's my first time I'm hopin' that my shit is big enough to fuck with I'm watchin' pornos tryna see just how to stroke right I'm in her crib now a nigga palms sweatin' With a pocket full of rubbers and an erection That's when my hands start touchin' And her face start blushin' and a nigga roll over on top And then she get my pants unbuckled And her hands start rubbin' on me ooh girl don't stop It's time for action Pull out the condoms real smooth yeah just how I practiced But right before I put it in she flinched and grabbed it They tell me I should fix my grill 'cause I got money now I ain't gon' sit around and front like I ain't thought about it A perfect smile is more appealing but it's funny how My shit is crooked look at how far I done got without it I keep my twisted grill just to show the kids it's real We ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture still I got smart I got rich and I got bitches still And they all look like my eyebrows thick as hell Love yourself girl or nobody will Though you a woman I don't know how you deal With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels I feel for you killin' yourself to find a man that'll kill for you You wake up put makeup on Stare in the mirror but it's clear that you can't face what's wrong No need to fix what God already put his paintbrush on What it's like to have a crooked smile To all the women with the flaws know it's hard my darling You wonder why you're lonely and your man's not calling You keep falling victim 'cause you're insecure And when I tell you that you're beautiful you can't be sure 'Cause he don't seem to want you back and it's got you askin' So all you see is what you lackin' not what you packin' Take it from a man that loves what you got And baby girl you a star don't let 'em tell you you're not Now is it real Eyebrows fingernails hair Is it real If it's not girl you don't care 'Cause what's real is somethin' that the eyes can't see That the hands can't touch that them broads can't be And that's you never let 'em see your frown And if you need a friend to pick you up I'll be around And we can ride with the windows down the music loud I can tell you ain't laughed in a while But I wanna see that crooked smile We don't look nothin' like the people on the screen You know the movie stars picture perfect beauty queens But we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em Look at the nation That's a crooked smile braces couldn't even straighten Seem like half the race is either on probation Or in jail wonder why we inhale 'cause we in Hell already I asked if my skin pale would I then sell like Eminem or Adele But one more time for the 'Ville And fuck all of that beef shit nigga let's make a mil Hey officer man we don't want nobody gettin' killed Just open up that cell let my brother outta jail I got money for the bail now I'm well now I ain't snitchin' because man they get them niggas stitches now If you was around then you wouldn't need a witness now How you like this crooked smile Sometimes you worry bout the things he can provide for ya Whenever you around I seem to come alive for ya I finally recognize the feelings that's inside for ya Although I know your man and trust me he would die for ya These quiet thoughts of you been going on for years now I saw you in the party soft lips soft spoken I came and talked to you but homie interfered now He introduced you as his girl and I was heartbroken Some people talk about that love at first sight shit To keep it real I don't know whether I believe it's true But if it is then tell me if I'm wrong or right If I fell in love with you before I ever even knew I catch your eye then look away as if it never happened At times I feel as though I'm caught up in a strange dream If eyes could talk then mines would tell ya that I'm feeling you Sometimes I swear your eyes be telling me the same thing She fuck with small town niggas I got bigger dreams Club jumping don't stop off top But you know we only go 'til 2 o'clock Put yo motherfuckin' hood up it's the weekend Drop that back that ass up and bitches get to freaking Last call at the bar ladies get a drink nigga get some balls Ain't no telling you gonna see that bitch tomorrow Stop holding up the wall waiting for the right song Better holla 'cause you know they bout to cut the lights on I'm staring at you from afar I'm wondering about you Like where you from and who you are 'Cause you a star no not the type that snort the white lines I mean the type to light the night time I heard you got a man But who in their right mind letting you out the house alone Tell me is your house a home Why you in the club looking like you out your zone Now be discreet and pull out your phone and put my number in it Text a nigga when your man leave you unattended On a scale from one to ten that girl's a hundred and I want it No question I know destiny well And though I sin the Lord blessing me still Every saint got a past every sinner got a future Every loser gotta win and every winner gotta lose someday They say it's just a matter of time And if I had my way then you would be mine She fuck with small town niggas I got bigger dreams Club jumping don't stop off top But you know we only go 'til 2 o'clock Put yo motherfuckin' hood up it's the weekend Drop that back that ass up and bitches get to freaking Last call at the bar ladies get a drink nigga get some balls Ain't no telling you gonna see that bitch tomorrow Stop holding up the wall waiting for the right song Better holla 'cause you know they bout to cut the lights on I know you were made for me but Darling don't you wait for me 'Cause I can see the promised land But I can't do no promising I know you were made for me but Darling don't you wait for me 'Cause I can see the promised land But I can't do no promising You wanna know just where I'm at well let me tell you 'bout it I put my city on the map but let me tell you 'bout it They tryna say I can't come back ay let me tell you 'bout it Man fuck them niggas I come back ay let me tell you 'bout it I wanna tell you 'bout it hands up everybody run Cole outside and he say he got a gun Go and pop the trunk and everybody dead Everybody scared of the nigga aware that the nigga is better All my bitches the pick of the litter never bitter Niggas is fake they anime Eat the cake bitch eat the damn cake Fuck good nigga we demand great Order Domino's and she take off all her clothes Nigga you know how it goes make the pizza man wait The best kept secret Even Hov tried to keep it and I leaked the damn tape Rest in peace any nigga want beef Secret service couldn't keep the man safe I said to the window to the wall My nigga ride when I call Got bitches all in my mind Fuck nigga blocking my shine I know the reason you feel the way I know just who you wan' be So everyday I thank the man upstairs That I ain't you and you ain't me Man fuck them niggas I come home and I don't tell nobody They gettin' temporary dough and I don't tell nobody Lord will you tell me if I changed I won't tell nobody I wanna go back to Jermaine and I won't tell nobody Young nigga never had love You know foot massage back rub shit Blowing bubbles in the bathtub shit That is until I met you Together we done watch years go by Seen a river of your tears go by Got me thinkin' bout some kids still I Tell them hoes come through Get to know somebody and you really learn a lot about 'em Won't be long before you start to doubt 'em Tell yourself you better off without 'em Then in time you will find can't walk without 'em Can't talk without 'em can't breathe without 'em Came here together you can't leave without 'em So you walk back in make a scene about 'em On your Amerie it's just 1 thing about 'em It's called love niggas don't sing about it no more Don't nobody sing about it no more no more It's called love niggas don't sing about it no more Don't nobody sing about it no more But every nigga in the club singing To the window to the wall My nigga ride when I call Got bitches all in my mind Fuck nigga blocking my shine I know the reason you feel the way I know just who you wan' be So everyday I thank the man upstairs That I ain't you and you ain't me Get off my dick But every nigga in the club singing Singing this song yeah Got all the bitches in the club singing Singing this song yeah And all they mamas let their kids sing it Sing this song yeah The baby mamas and the mistresses Sing this song yeah song yeah Song yeah song song yeah This shit is retarded goddamn Why every rich black nigga gotta be famous Why every broke black nigga gotta be brainless Uh that's a stereotype Driven by some people up in Aerial Heights Here's a scenario Young Cole pockets is fat like Lil Terrio Dreamville give us a year we'll be on every show Yeah fuck nigga I'm very sure heh Fuck the rest I'm the best nigga out When I'm back home I'm the best in the South When I'm in LA I'm the best in the West You contest You can test I'ma stretch niggas out That go for all y'all if I left niggas out This shit for everybody on my testicles Please make sure you put the rest in your mouth ho Oh right oh I keep my head high I got my wings to carry me I don't know freedom I want my dreams to rescue me I keep my faith strong I ask the Lord to follow me I've been unfaithful I don't know why you call on me This is my canvas I'ma paint it how I want it baby oh I This is my canvas I'ma paint it paint it paint it how I want it nigga Fuck you 'cause there there is no right or wrong only a song I like to write alone be in my zone Think back to Forest Hills no perfect home But the only thing like home I've ever known Until they snatched it from my mama And foreclosed her on the loan I'm so sorry that I left you there to deal with that alone I was up in New York City chasing panties getting dome Had no clue what you was going through How could you be so strong And how could I be so selfish I know I can be so selfish I could tell by how I treat you with my girl damn she so selfless But she put up with my ways because she loves me like you do And though it don't always show I love her just like I love you And I need to treat you better Wish you could live forever So we could spend more time together I love you mama I keep my head high I got my wings to carry me I don't know freedom I want my dreams to rescue me I keep my faith strong I ask the Lord to follow me I've been unfaithful I don't know why you call on me You believe in me you believe in me You believe in me and I thank you for it oh I Another day another rhyme ho Another day another time zone Today I woke up feeling horny so it's only right I got two bitches playing on my trombone Keep up never sure where the words would take me Niggas eat em up and regurgitate me Shit trump tight never slurred it lazy Give a virgin the urge to rape me nigga please Best friends really make great for enemies My watch came niggas can't wait for one of these I see you nigga this ain't no Rolex it's a nigga I'm hot dog catch up to me nigga uh couldn't resist Aim for the stars and I shouldn't have missed But I was riding on fumes so I stopped by the moon Now I'm sitting on the hood of this bitch 'Cause without me you wouldn't exist You know that shit gave you the blueprint don't forget Cole is your phone on zero percent Going off now niggas showing off Niggas swear they hard but they flowing soft I'm taking off like boing on a big ass Boeing Getting head like a coin toss too easy I keep my head high I got my wings to carry me I don't know freedom I want my dreams to rescue me I keep my faith strong I ask the Lord to follow me I've been unfaithful I don't know why you call on me Heart beatin' fast let a nigga know that he alive Fake niggas mad snakes Snakes in the grass let a nigga know that he arrived Don't be sleepin' on your level 'Cause it's beauty in the struggle nigga Goes for all y'all It's beauty in the struggle nigga Let me explain yeah It's beauty in the struggle ugliness in the success Hear my words or listen to my signal of distress I grew up in the city and though some times we had less Compared to some of my niggas Down the block man we were blessed And life can't be no fairytale no once upon a time But I be goddamned if a nigga don't be tryin' So tell me Momma please why you be drinkin' all the time Does all the pain he brought you still linger in your mind 'Cause pain still lingers on mine On the road to riches listen this is what you'll find The good news is nigga you came a long way The bad news is nigga you went the wrong way Think being broke was better No such thing as a life that's better than yours No such thing no such thing For what's money without happiness Or hard times without the people you love Though I'm not sure what's 'bout to happen next I asked for strength from the Lord up above 'Cause I've been strong so far But I can feel my grip loosenin' Quick do somethin' before you lose it for good Get it back and use it for good And touch the people how you did like before I'm tired of livin' with demons 'cause they always invitin' more Think being broke was better Now I don't mean that phrase with no disrespect To all my niggas out there livin' in debt Cashin' minimal checks turn on the TV see a nigga Rolex And fantasize about a life with no stress I mean this shit sincerely And as a nigga who was once in your shoes Livin' with nothin' to lose I hope one day you hear me Always gon' be a bigger house somewhere but nigga feel me Long as the people in that motherfucker love you dearly Always gon' be a whip that's better than the one you got Always gon' be some clothes that's fresher than the ones you rock Always gon' be a bitch that's badder out there on the tours But you ain't never gon' be happy 'til you love yours No such thing as a life that's better than yours No such thing no such thing Heart beatin' fast let a nigga know that he alive Fake niggas mad snakes Snakes in the grass let a nigga know that he arrived Nigga why you actin' like a ho Know that I'ma ride for ya either way it go Tell me girl why you be stressin' me for time When you tell me you love me can't you see I'm tryna climb Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch If you scared to take a chance how the fuck we gon' get rich Come here baby why you always insecure Hold on tight to a nigga and be sure Ain't a way around it no more I am the greatest A lotta niggas sat on the throne I am the latest I am the bravest go toe to toe with the giants I ain't afraid of you niggas I'll end up fading you niggas 'Fore it's all said and done this nigga need medicine My uzi it weighed a ton I need me a better gun In fact I just might need two 'cause niggas say they the one And I got something to prove Forgive me lord here they come I have to take on me Nigga why you actin' like a ho Know that I'ma ride for ya either way it go Tell me girl why you be stressin' me for time When you tell me you love me can't you see I'm tryna climb Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch If you scared to take a chance how the fuck we gon' get rich Come here baby why you always insecure Hold on tight to a nigga and be sure My inhibition's fighting my intuition Premature premonition showing me the demolition Of these phony niggas so ahead of my time Even when I rhyme about the future I be reminiscing You want the truth well come and listen I'm like that time you bagged a dime and checked ya phone and saw it was a number missing As fate passes you by half of you try The other half of you fry too high to actually fly One day y'all have to decide who you gon' be A scary nigga or a nigga that's gon' rule like me Keep it true like me Cole you might be Like the new Ice Cube meets the new Ice-T Meets 2 Live Crew meets the new Spike Lee Meets Bruce like Wayne meets Bruce like Lee Meets kid ain't no nigga that can shoot like me Nigga why you actin' like a ho Know that I'ma ride for ya either way it go Tell me girl why you be stressin' me for time When you tell me you love me can't you see I'm tryna climb Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch If you scared to take a chance how the fuck we gon' get rich Come here baby why you always insecure Hold on tight to a nigga and be sure Came from the bottom nigga with stains on my shirt What you expected from me I came from the dirt Money my motivator the songs that I sing Picture a peasant passin' from pawn to a king You tell me ya still love me if so then let me go Will I return or will I burn never know Look in my eyes and see the future But don't sugar coat it Listen History repeats itself and that's just how it goes Same way that these rappers always bite each others flows Same thing that my nigga Elvis did with Rock n Roll Justin Timberlake Eminem and then Macklemore While silly niggas argue over who gon' snatch the crown Look around my nigga white people have snatched the sound This year I'll prolly go to the awards dappered down Watch Iggy win a Grammy as I try to crack a smile I'm just playin' but all good jokes contain true shit Same rope you climb up on they'll hang you with But not Jermaine my aim too sick I bang nigga I came to bring the pain my brain too quick You see how I maneuver this game I ain't stupid I recognize that life is a dream and I dream lucid And break the chains and change minds And fuck it if the shoe fits who's the king Kings of ourselves first and foremost While the people debate who's the king of this rap game Here comes lil' ol' Jermaine With every ounce of strength in his veins To snatch the crown from whoever y'all think has it But rather than place it on his head as soon as he grabs it Poof boom paow it's like magic With a flash and a bang the crown disintegrates And falls to the Earth from which it came Ain't gonna be no more kings Be wary of any man that claims Because deep down he clings onto the need for power The reality he's a coward Ultimately he's scared to die And sometimes so am I But when I'm in tune with the most high I realize the fear lies in my lack of awareness of the other side Today I know that we are the same are the same you and I Different kind of skin different set of eyes Two different minds but only one God It's for all the kings 'Cause I know deep down every poet just wanna be loved Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich Look at me my nigga Fantasize about a white picket fence With some trees my nigga Used to want a Pathfinder with some tints That's all I need my nigga Throw some twenty's on that bitch and get it rinsed But now I see my nigga That the world's a lot bigger ever since Picked up the paper And they say my nigga Eddie caught a body I'm convinced Anybody is a killer all you gotta do is push 'em to the limits Fuck being timid in the Civic Politicin' with the pushers and the pimps I'm tryna write a story can I get a glimpse Yeah can I get a glimpse Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing They robbin' niggas on the daily Can you blame a nigga that ain't never had things Guess not Last night they pulled up on my nigga at the light like Ugh nice watch run it Hands in the air now hands in the air run it Hands in the air now hands in the air Small town nigga Hollywood dreams I know that everything that glitters ain't gold I know the shit ain't always good as it seems But tell me till you get it how could you know How could you know How could you know Listen up I'm about to go and get rich Fuck with me my nigga We gon' circle round the Ville and hit a lick Cop some tree my nigga And some powder bag it up and make it flip You gon' see my nigga One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick And that's the key my nigga Listen up I'm 'bout to go and get rich Stand back and watch if you want to nigga Me I want my pockets fat a badder bitch Tired of seein' niggas flaunt I wanna flaunt too nigga Watch some rollers in a fuckin' Crown Vic Tryna lock a nigga up that's what they won't do nigga Wanna know a funny thing about this shit Even if you let em' kill your dream It'll haunt you nigga haunt you Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing I look around like Do you wanna be another nigga that ain't never had things Last night we pulled up on a nigga at the light like Uh nice watch run it Hands in the air now hands in the air run it Father forgive me for my childish ways I look outside and all the clouds are gray I need your hands to take me miles away Your wish is my command my command my command But before you go I've got to warn you now Whatever goes up surely must come down And you'll get your piece but know peace won't be found So why just take me man take me man take me man Your wish is my command my command my command I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope Okay the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope Sellin' dope sellin' dope sellin' dope Yeah I don't want no picture with the president I just wanna talk to the man Speak for the boys in the bando And my nigga never walkin' again Apologize if I'm harpin' again I know these things happen often But I'm back on the scene I was lost in a dream as I write this The team down in Austin I been buildin' me a house Back home in the South ma Won't believe what it's costin' And it's fit for a king right Or a nigga that could sing And explain all the pain that it cost him My sixteen should've came with a coffin Fuck the fame and the fortune Well maybe not the fortune But one thing is for sure though The fame is exhaustin' That's why I moved away I needed privacy Surrounded by the trees and Ivy League Students that's recruited highly Crib has got a big 'ol back 'ol yard My niggas stand outside and pass cigars Filled with marijuana laughin' hard Thankful that they friend's a platinum star In the driveway there's no rapper cars Just some shit to get from back and forth Welcome to the Sheltuh this is pure We'll help you if you've felt too insecure To be the star you always knew you were Wait I think police is at the door Okay the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope Hm I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope Sellin' dope sellin' dope sellin' dope Well motherfucker I am Some things you can't escape Death taxes and a racist society that make Every nigga feel like a candidate For a Trayvon kinda fate Even when your crib sit on a lake Even when your plaques hang on a wall Even when the president jam your tape Took a little break just to annotate How I feel damn it's late I can't sleep 'cause I'm paranoid Black in a white man territory Cops bust in with the army guns No evidence of the harm we done Okay the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope Hm I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope Wow niggas been crampin' my style Blowin' my high they want a reply The number one question is How How does it feel now that you on How much you worth How big is your home How come you won't get a few features I think you should How 'bout I don't How 'bout you just get the fuck off my dick How 'bout you listen and never forget Only gon' say this one time then I'll dip Niggas ain't worthy to be on my shit Haven't you heard I'm as cold as the tip Tip of the iceberg that tipped the Titanic No tip-toein' around it my shit is gigantic As big as the fuckin' Atlantic I'm lit bitch How I grew up only few would've loved 'Member I got my first view of the blood I'm hangin' out and they shoot up the club My homie got pharmaceutical plug I smoke the drug and it run through my vein I think it's workin' it's numbin' the pain Don't give a fuck and I'm somewhat insane Yeah at this shit daily sipped so much Actavis I convinced Actavis that they should pay me If practice made perfect I'm practice's baby Platinum wrist ridin' in back like Miss Daisy Platinum disc and I own masters bitch pay me My nigga sell crack like it's back in the eighties Know a young nigga he actin' so crazy He serve a few packs and he jack a Mercedes He shoot at the police he clap at old ladies He don't give a fuck if them crackers gon' hang him I stacked a few M's like my last name was Shady My life is too crazy no actor could play me For your eyes only Hey niggas be dying on the daily It seems my dreams faded for far too long The consequences deadly Can't visualize myself as nothing but a criminal Control the block serving up rocks and stay subliminal 'Cause young niggas is hardheaded they letting off Full of adrenaline ignorant to what death can 'cause Ain't no coming back family dressed in black Plus it's hot now the cops outside it's hard to flip a pack And my daughter gotta eat her mama be stressing me Like I ain't the one who put them Jays on her feet Like I ain't out in the field like that I might be low for the moment but I will bounce back Despite the charges back to the wall I fight regardless That's what you call it ain't got to be no psychic To see this is like the farthest thing from heaven This is hell and I don't mean that hyperbolic I try to find employment even if it's wiping toilets But these felonies be making life the hardest Resisting the temptation to run up and swipe a wallet Or run up on your yard snatch your daughter bike and pawn it That's why I write this sonnet If the pressure get too much for me to take and I break You probably grown now so this song'll hit you If you hearing this unfortunately means That I'm no longer with you in the physical Not even sure if I believe in God but because you still alive He got me praying that the spiritual is real So I can be a part of you still my pops was killed too So I know how part of you feels Maybe you hate me maybe you miss me maybe you spite me Life goes in cycles maybe you'll date a nigga just like me I hope not I'm tired of dope spots And fiends that smoke rocks I've seen far too many niggas' hopes rot I'm writing this because me and the devil had a dance Now I see death around the corner 'pologizing in advance Don't know if I ever had a chance At a glance I'm a failure Addicted to pushing paraphernalia But Daddy had dreams once my eyes had a gleam once Innocence disappeared by the age of eight years My Pops shot up drug-related mama addicted So Granny raised me in projects where thugs was hanging Blood was staining the concrete Older niggas I loved talked like they was above Maintaining a timesheet that's slow money Picked up the family business by the age of thirteen Six years later was handed sentence 'Round the same time is when you came in this world Me and your mama thinking What the fuck we naming this girl For the prettiest thing my eyes had ever seen I was nineteen Took me two felonies to see the trap This crooked-ass system set for me And now I fear it's too late for me to ever be The one that set examples that was never set for me I'm living fast but not fast enough 'Cause karma keeps on catching up to me And if my past becomes the death of me I hope you understand It's several ways I could've went out too many to count Was it the trigger happy crackers that the badges give clout Was it the young niggas blasting frustrated 'Cause the cash running out Niggas don't know how to act in a drought See baby girl I realized My definition of a real nigga was skewed My views misshaped by new mixtapes That confirmed the shit I learned in the streets was true That real niggas don't speak when they beef with you They just pull up on your street let the heat achoo And if a real nigga hungry he gon' eat your food I was a fool spent all my time ducking school ducking cops Ducking rules hugging blocks that don't love you I pray you find a nigga with goals and point of views Much broader than the corner if not it's gon' corner you Into a box where your son don't even know his pops And the cyclical nature of doing time continues My worst fear is one day that you come home from school And see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news I got the strangest feeling your daddy gonna lose his life soon And sadly if you're listening now it must mean it's true But maybe there's a chance that it's not And this album remains locked In a hard drive like valuable jewels And I can teach you this in person Like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes I love you and I hope to God I don't lose you One day your daddy called me told me he had a funny feeling What he'd been dealing with lately he wasn't telling I tried to pick his brains still he wasn't revealing But I could feel the sense of panic in his voice And it was chilling he said Jermaine I knew you since we was children I never asked for nothing when times was hard I never had discussions with you begging you to help me I dealt with the repercussions of my actions I know you tried to steer me 'way from that shit But that shit was in my blood you know my life I know your momma nigga send my love In case I never get a chance to speak again I won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at your crib That's the way I wished my family lived I had to interject like Nigga what you talking 'bout Fuck is you getting at Listen I got no time to dive into descriptions But I been having premonitions Just call it visions from the other side I got a feeling I won't see tomorrow Like the time I'm living on is borrowed With that said the only thing I'm proud to say I was a father Write my story down and if I pass Go play it for my daughter when she ready And so I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only Don't you ever scratch or disrespect it This perspective is a real one another lost 'Ville son I dedicate these words to you and all the other children Affected by the mass incarceration in this nation That sent your pops to prison when he needed education Sometimes I think that segregation would've done us better Although I know that means that I would never Be brought into this world 'cause my daddy was so thrilled When he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesboro With 'lil Zach and Cole World barely one years old Now it's thirty years later making sure this story's told Girl your daddy was a real nigga not 'cause he was cold Not because he was the first To get some pussy twelve years old Not because he used to come through In the Caddy on some vogues Not because he went from bagging up Them grams to serving O's Nah your daddy was a real nigga not 'cause he was hard Not because he lived a life of crime and sat behind some bars Your daddy was a real nigga 'cause he loved you But honestly I've never had much sympathy 'Cause those bad things I always saw them coming for me I'm gonna run run away Damned if I do and damned if I don't You know I got a girl back home You got a man what you want what you want What these bitches want from a nigga On some DMX shit I know them other niggas love tricking Now I'm sure you done heard about me A black star Mos Def Kweli Good so them bad hoes try me they try me This is Martin Luther King in the club Getting dubs with a bad bitch In his ear Sayin' that she down for whatever In the back of his mind is Coretta I'm passing up on bad hoes Trying to be the man that she want what she want What she want from a nigga To put a ring on it Got a bitch on my dick right now And she just want to sing on it Got me up so high Trying to get a piece of that apple pie I be up so high Trying to get a piece of that apple pie Dancehall vibes with my pants on fire 'Cause I told her I was sleep 'Cause I creep with this pretty young thing that I chose She could be doing the same thing I suppose Niggas say turn up hoes say turn up Only bad thing 'bout a star is they burn up Rest in peace to Aaliyah Rest in peace to Left Eye Michael Jackson I'll see ya Just as soon as I die Thirty-three years damn I'm grateful I survived We wasn't supposed to get past twenty-five Joke's on you motherfucker we alive All these niggas popping now is young Everybody say the music that they make is dumb I remember I was eighteen Money pussy parties I was on the same thing You gotta give a boy a chance to grow some Everybody talkin' like they know somethin' these days Niggas actin' woke but they broke umm I respect the struggle but you all frontin' these days Man they barely old enough to drive To tell them what they should do who the fuck am I I heard one of 'em diss me I'm surprised I ain't trippin' listen good to my reply Come here lil' man let me talk with ya See if I can paint for you the large picture Congrats 'cause you made it out your mama's house I hope you make enough to buy your mom a house I see your watch icy and your whip foreign I got some good advice never quit tourin' 'Cause that's the way we eat here in this rap game I'm fuckin' with your funky lil' rap name I hear your music and I know that rap's changed A bunch of folks would say that that's a bad thing 'Cause everything's commercial and it's pop now Trap drums is the shit that's hot now See I've been on a quest for the next wave But never mind that was just a segue I must say by your songs I'm unimpressed hey But I love to see a Black man get paid And plus you havin' fun and I respect that But have you ever thought about your impact These white kids love that you don't give a fuck 'Cause that's exactly what's expected when your skin black They wanna see you dab they wanna see you pop a pill They wanna see you tatted from your face to your heels And somewhere deep down fuck it I gotta keep it real They wanna be black and think your song is how it feels So when you turn up you see them turnin' up too You hit the next city collect your money when it's due You gettin' that paper swimmin' in bitches I don't blame you You ain't thinkin' 'bout the people that's lookin' like me and you True you got better shit to do You coulda bought a crib with all that bread that you done blew I know you think this type of revenue is never endin' But I wanna take a minute just to tell you that ain't true One day them kids that's listening gon' grow up And get too old for that shit that made you blow up Now your show's lookin' light 'cause they don't show up Which unfortunately means the money slow up Now you scramblin' and hopin' to get hot again But you forgot you only popped 'cause you was ridin' trends Now you old news and you goin' through regrets 'Cause you never bought that house but you got a Benz And a bunch of jewels and a bunch of shoes And a bunch of fake friends I ain't judgin' you I'm just tellin' you what's probably gon' happen when you rappin' 'Bout the type of shit you rappin' 'bout It's a faster route to the bottom I wish you good luck I'm hoping for your sake that you ain't dumb as you look But if it's really true what people sayin' And you call yourself playin' with my name Then I really know you fucked trust I'll be around forever 'cause my skills is tip-top To any amateur niggas that wanna get rocked Just remember what I told you when your shit flop In five years you gon' be on Love and Hip-Hop nigga She my number one I don't need nothing on the side Said that I was done for good and don't want no more lies But my phone be blowing up temptations on my line I stare at the screen a while before I press decline But she plants a seed and it still lingers in my mind Told myself I'm strong enough to shake it and I'm trying But I'm only human I know loving you's a crime If I take this cookie now one day I'll do the time Slip me a xanny at once I got the earth in a blunt I get the skirt when I want I get to skrrt when I want Due to the money aroma My girl she got a diploma She got wife written all over All a nigga know is how to fuck a good thing up Run from the pain sip lean smoke tree up When I'm in your town press pound hit me up Only if you down and you slurp good D up Hate when I creep and the phone wake me up Fake like I'm sleep knowing damn well I be up Monkey on my back and I walk a hundred miles Guilt make a nigga feel fake when he smile Love get confused in the mind of a child 'Cause love wouldn't lie like I lie and it's wild Wanna have my cake and another cake too Even if the baker don't bake like you Even when the flavor don't taste like you So I'm back mobbing with the late night crew All in your mind with fears that would come true The back of my mind the back of my mind was you Wishing that I could blind myself from view And only have eyes and only have eyes for you Can't see myself when I look in the mirror She my number one I don't need nothing on the side Said that I was done for good and don't want no more lies But my phone be blowing up temptations on my line I stare at the screen a while before I press decline But she plants a seed and it still lingers in my mind Told myself I'm strong enough to shake it and I'm trying But I'm only human I know loving you's a crime If I take this cookie now one day I'll do the time I love her I don't want to lose her I'm selfish I know that I use her My ego get stroked and I bruise her My actions I know they confusin' At home I look happy as usual On the road I'm a mack I'm a chooser I'm a addict I'm maskin' that Kevin's Heart What's done in the dark will find a way to shine I done did so much that when you see you might go blind What's done in the dark will always find a way to shine Me and my bitch took a little trip Down to the garden took a little dip Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip lil' sip Ayo I walk through the valley of the shadow of death Where niggas hold tech's like they mad at the ref That's why I keep a cross on my chest either that or a vest Do you believe that Eve had Adam in check And if so you gotta expect To sip juice from the forbidden fruit and get loose Cole is the king most definite My little black book thicker than the Old Testament Niggas pay for head but the pussy sold separate Same bitch giving brains to the minister The same reason they call Mr. Cee the finisher Forbidden fruit watch for the Adam's apple Slick with words don't hate me son What you eat don't make me shit and who you fuck don't make me cum Put a price on my head won't make me run Try to kill me but it can't be done 'Cause my words gon' live forever You put two and two together Cole here forever Me and my bitch took a little trip Down to the garden took a little dip Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip little sip Took a little sip took a little sip Take a seat baby girl you've been all in my mind I know I ain't called gotta pardon my grind Just copped a maroon 5 no Adam Levine Came a man by myself only father was time I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit So she raised that nigga kids but she swallowing mine And that's why you all on my mind All on my line like caller number nine 'Cause a nigga poppin' like Harlem in the nine-seven Way before Mase was a reverend I was a young nigga making A's at eleven Or twelve trying to get a taste of the Heaven Or Hell only time gon' tell How many records do a nigga gotta sell Just to get the cover of the XXL Or Fader fuck your magazine hater When I say that I'm the greatest I ain't talking about later I'mma drop the album same day as Kanye Just to show the Boyz the man now like Wanya And I don't mean no disrespect I praise legends But this what's next the boy sick can't disinfect Life's a bitch and her pussy's wet My clip is loaded and this is the kiss of death Me and my bitch took a little trip Down to the garden took a little dip Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip little sip Took a little sip took a little sip Don't shit last don't shit last and you know that Went to hell got hot didn't melt The only man above me is God himself All these other niggas is below me Word to Phife Q-Tip Ali and Jarobi What up Queens Cole is the King and you know that Started with a dollar and a dream and you know that Never give a bird bitch a ring you should know that That should be my new ad lib I got a new one I finally got a cool ad lib Be at all the shows everybody be like bitch Or you can do the low cool shit bitch Yeah pull over right here to the right Pull over pull over pull over pull over Ight look look park right here I'mma be out it'll be like thirty minutes tops It'll be like thirty minutes I'll be right back out ight Bitches come and go bitches come and Yo yo what up what's popping I'm back I'm back Yo you got that piece ready for me that Jesus piece Yeah let me see that oh shit what is that some What's what the fuck is that platinum Is that What's that chain right there Is that white gold that's platinum Is that plat well niggas doing platinum again niggas doing niggas ain't even platinum yet right oh shit bout to make Yo I'm trying to bring that shit back kill these niggas Let me see that one too the wat the watch the platinum watch I grew up a fucking screw up Tie my shoe up wish they was newer Damn need something newer In love with the baddest girl in the city I wish I knew her I wish I won't so shy I wish I was a bit more fly I wish that I could tell her how I really feel inside That I'm the perfect nigga for her but then maybe that's a lie She like a certain type of nigga and it's clear I'm not that guy Ball player star player I'm just watchin' from the side On the bench 'cause my lack of confidence won't let me fly I ain't grow up with my father I ain't thinkin' 'bout that now Fast forward four years or so from now I'll probably cry When I realize what I missed but as of now my eyes are dry 'Cause I'm trying to stay alive In the city where too many niggas die Dreamin' quiet trying to dodge a suit and tie Things change rearrange and so do I It ain't always for the better dawg I can't lie I get high 'cause the lows can be so cold I might bend a little bit but I don't fold One time for my mind and two for yours I got food for your thoughts to soothe your soul If you see my tears fall just let me be Move along nothing to see I always did shit the hard way My nigga Squirrel slangin' in the hallway Burnt CD's and trees like this was Broadway Times Square kept the dimes there in the locker Some Reggie Miller With more brown hairs than Chewbacca Whispers that he got it for the low-low sell a Dime for a dub them white boys ain't know no better Besides what's twenty dollars to a nigga like that He tell his pops he need some lunch And he gon' get it right back Got home snatched my mama keychain Took her whip the appeal too ill to refrain I hit the boulevard pull up to my nigga front do' His mama at home she still let 'em hit the blunt though I told her hello and sat with my nigga and laughed And talked about how we gon' smash all the bitches in class I complimented how I see him out here getting his cash If you wasn't my mans I would think that you a clown right now Listen you everything I wanna be that's why I fucks with you So how you looking up to me when I look up to you You bout to go get a degree I'ma be stuck with two choices Either graduate to weight or selling number two For what A hundred bucks or two a week Do you think that you would know what to do if you was me I got four brothers one mother that don't love us If they ain't want us why the fuck they never wore rubbers I felt ashamed to have ever complained about my lack of gear And thought about how far we done came From trailer park to a front yard with trees in the sky Thank you mama dry your eyes there ain't no reason to cry You made a genius and I ain't gon' take it for granted I ain't gon' settle for lesser I ain't gon' take what they handed Nah I'm gon' take what they owe me And show you that I can fly And show old girl what she missing the illest nigga alive Things change rearrange and so do I It ain't always for the better dawg I can't lie I get high 'cause the lows can be so cold I might bend a little bit but I don't fold One time for my mind and two for yours I got food for your thoughts to soothe your soul If you see my tears fall just let me be Move along nothing to see I never felt better I hate rich niggas god damn it 'Cause I ain't never had a lot damn it Who you had to kill Who you had to rob Who you had to fuck just to make it to the top damn it Or maybe that's daddy money escalator no ladder money Escalade new Caddy money Worst fear going broke 'cause I'm bad with money Crooked smile nigga momma never had the money damn I ain't tripping Nigga Jordan I ain't Pippen yeah Up the steps I ain't slipping Tears blood sweat and I ain't cripping Here's a song you can sing along with When you down on some let you know you ain't alone shit When your momma ain't at home 'cause she got a second job Delivering pizzas you think she out here getting robbed Please God watch her I know how niggas do Half cracker but a nigga too Talking all that shit 'bout your step-pops How he was a dog now look at you I ain't bad as that nigga plus dawg I'm a grown man now I ain't mad at that nigga But if a plane crashed and it only killed his lame ass I'd be glad it's that nigga nigga Did Kay dirty now it's back to broke Refund checks used that to float Momma gets depressed falls in love with the next maniac On crack use that to cope Make a nigga smoke a whole sack of dope Writing rhymes tryna bring back the hope Try to ride the storm out and crashed the boat Could've drowned but I grabbed the rope And there go you and there go you and there go you Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew Sing you got what I want I got what you need How much for your soul Anna You got what I want I got what you need I hate rich niggas god damn it 'Cause I ain't never had a lot damn it Niggas can't front on the flows you got But every fucking verse how much dough you got Homie don't quit now Hear my shit and tried to switch now Know you felt the shit just now know you felt the shit just now Ain't there more to you Don't it ever get boring to you I realize deep down you a coward getting high off of power fuck it more to you Saw through you and it made me ashamed that I played the game Not for mo' money like Damon Wayans Wanted the respect but it came with fame I just wanted love but this ain't the same I took a train down memory lane And watched little Jermaine do his thing before he made a name It's like Sony signed Basquiat He gave it all he got and now a nigga don't paint the same damn I guess he can't complain All the money that be raining in Spend a hundred thou for the chain again Think of old school niggas like Dana Dane Probably kill for another claim to fame my brain the same Yeah nigga at least he ain't insane At least he ain't insane You ain't crazy motherfucker you just afraid of change That's new maybe that's true But listen here I got a bigger fear Of one day that I become you When I become lost and I become heartless And numb from all the Menages Just one bitch don't feel the same no more And Henny don't really kill the pain no more Now I'm Cobain with a shotgun aimed at my brain 'Cause I can't maintain no more Tad bit extreme I know Money can't save your soul Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hope And my nigga's lookin' clean gettin' caught up with that dope Have you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of soap Nigga I can tell you things that you probably shouldn't know Have you ever heard the screams when the body hit the floor Flashbacks to the pain wakin' up cold sweats Six o'clock in the mornin' gotta hit the BowFlex Get my weight up on the block keep watch for the cops God they love to serve a nigga three hots and a cot Nowadays crime pays like a part time job And the drought got me prayin' for a Carl Thom vibe Summer Rain come again Numb the pain 'cause it's hard for a felon In my mind I been cryin' know it's wrong but I'm sellin' Eyes wellin' up with tears Thinkin' 'bout my niggas dead in the dirt Immortalized on this shirt I'm a black king black jeans on my black queen And her ass fat too fat for a flat screen I'm the type of nigga make the whole fuckin' trap lean Kingpin nigga put wings on a crack fiend If they want a nigga they gon' have to send a SWAT team And I'm goin' out like Scarface in his last scene A legend what that mean To die a young legend or live a long life unfulfilled 'Cause you wanna change the world but while alive you never will 'Cause they only feel you after you gone or I've been told And now I'm caught between bein' heard and gettin' old Damn death creepin' in my thoughts lately Make it quick if the Lord take me I know nobody meant to live forever anyway And so I hustle like my niggas in Virginia They tellin' niggas sell dope rap or go to NBA In that order it's that sort of thinkin' That been keepin' niggas chained at the bottom and hanged The strangest fruit that you ever seen ripe with pain listen Straight up now tell me Do you really wanna love me forever Or is it just a hit-and-run Aye we've got a good thing Don't know if I'ma see you again But is that a good thing 'Cause girl I can't be your man no ma'am I know what's on your brain You probably hoped it never would end Let me see you get high then go low Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor I'm here for one night how far will you go She like them boys with the big ol' chains Ridin' around town in a big ol' Range I knew her when I rocked big ol' jeans Now the little nigga doin' big ol' things Would you look at that I came back for her Just to give it to ya like you asked for it Man that thing in them jeans too fat for her Rebounds so I caught her off the backboard Know I run the town even when I ain't from there And I brag hardly but just to show up at this party I made what yo' nigga make in one year That's unfair but so is life Take a chance roll the dice Money can't buy you love 'cause it's overpriced Don't overthink just hope it's right Let me see you get high then go low Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor I'm here for one night how far will you go I wanna see you High then go low Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor I'm here for one night how far will you go Carolina Blue kicks fresh on the scene Hottest nigga on the block Damn girl you're mean They be startin' shit but it's yo' world She bad and she know it Some niggas save hoes I'm not that heroic Could you be my escort 'Cause just like them two-door Fords Damn they don't make 'em like you no more Cole World real Cole World Know what's on my mind Tryna see what's on yours tonight tonight tonight Move slow 'cause you wanna live fast Up late so you'll probably skip class Life is a test so before the night pass get right Aye we've got a good thing Don't know if I'ma see you again But is that a good thing 'Cause girl I can't be your man no ma'am I know what's on your brain You probably hoped it never would end Straight up now tell me Do you really wanna love me forever Or is it just a hit-and-run Straight up I tell ya I just really wanna cut when we together Come here girl let's get it on Straight up now tell me Yeah this is for all the fans that waited the bitch niggas that hated Old hoes we dated look Mama we made it Your son out in Barbados cheese eggs and potatoes Smokin' weed on the beach as my mind workin' like Plato's Analyzin' the world fantasizin' 'bout girls I'm handin' diamonds and pearls and vandalizin' her curls Sweatin' her weave out moans as she breathes out Fuck I'm doin' in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute I step over piranha death over dishonor They killin' niggas for J's that's death over designer Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna Remember when I used to be stressed over D'wana Now a nigga only text and get stressed over Rihannas I'm talkin' tens and better hood bitches in Timbs and sweaters And we always argue 'bout the same thing And tell me why we gotta argue about the same thing Oh yeah to my college girl Take the weekend off and come home soon I graduated way too long ago to be sneakin' all in your dorm room But that thing tight like Fort Knox So I call you when the tour stops But baby where your roommates Did you make sure the door's locked She love it when we get together Smoke a little weed put her shit together Now that I'm on I can pick and choose Only fuck with hoes who got shit to lose Yeah I heard the stories 'bout different dudes Her man on campus but it's fine by me So you know you gotta multiply by three We rollin' we ridin' He like to go inside and I love to go all night and We rock the boat Poseidon I love to call your name Yeah baby I love to call your name I'm a born sinner but I die better than that swear It's way darker this time Sometimes I brag like Hov Sometimes I'm real like Pac Sometimes I focus on the flow to show the skills I got Sometimes I focus on the dough Look at these bills I got This is a message for some rappers trying to steal my spot You niggas famous on the internet I'm real life hot homie Get your weight up Fake niggas get sprayed up My verbal AK's slay faggots And I don't mean no disrespect whenever I say faggot Okay faggot Don't be so sensitive If you want to get fucked in the ass That's between you and whoever else's dick it is Pause maybe that line was too far Just a little joke to show how homophobic you are And who can blame ya Boy Meets World I'm trying to find a new Topanga And bang her out no hanging out My pops was club hopping back when Rick James was out And all I get is Trinidad James Wait a minute that's strange Sip a bit of champagne say fuck it If the hoes like it I love it Nigga nigga nigga Used to watch Rap City Big Tigga Tigga Rap nerd even copped Rah Diggah Diggah Pac had a nigga saying fuck Jigga fuck Biggie I was only like eleven so forgive me A decade later I'd be all up in the city Tryna get Hov to fuck with me With a burned CD full of jams that was up in my hand When he said he didn't want it it was fuck him again One day he gon' regret playing me Little did I know In a year he'd be fucking paying me What could you say to me I beat the odds like Vegas I used to rap about haters Before niggas was hating me Now they hate to see a young black man with a college degree Fucking all these little models for free Pardon me mother I failed you I'm the prince of the city I studied Machiavelli You niggas couldn't blow with explosives strapped to your belly I snuck up out the parts where niggas be living heartless And cannot tell the difference between Iraqi Israeli And so I'm wondering really what could you actually tell me I'm tryna keep my homie from throwing crack in the skully So back with this pen to give back for my sins Took a black president to tell the Japanese sorry But who the fuck gon' tell my niggas sorry Never seen his pops 'cause he's sorry Fucked up education would ask for reparations But I'm probably just gon' go and buy Ferraris vroom Please forgive him According to the preacher man he needs Jesus in him But the Devil run the TV so the demons in 'em I'm in trouble Did a deal with the Devil now I'm pleading with him Like give me my soul Fuck everybody I'm 'bout to go and join the Illuminati This next three bars is dedicated to the retards Keep on asking me about the Illuminati Is you stupid nigga Young Black millionaire Old White billionaires I'm sure that they can do without me And I ain't really into sacrificing human bodies Couple more A's I could've been a summa cuma laude Beyonce told me that she want to cop the blue Bugatti That shit is more than what I'm worth I think she knew it probably Well this is awkward awkward Want to know what else is really awkward awkward When niggas buy rings for bitches I had flings with I'm praying I don't see 'em at the Oscars Oscars Hey J. Cole this way hey Oh hey what's up what's goin' on with you Ok Big smile man big smile let me see that crooked smile J. Cole J. Cole this way look this way Oh friend hug friend hug just keep it friendly We friends friends Re-adjustin' my target audience 'Cause it's obvious I've gone astray losing my way like Timberlake Produced by Timbaland on that goddamn love songs What's playing in my mind Just the sound of my whole career Crash and burning The thing that I mostly fear Was on track for the first two years Until I let the Devil steer Now what have we here Mask my tears but I ain't ever leeting you go again Allow me to re-introduce myself My name is Cole My nigga Born sinner the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov Allow me to re-introduce myself My name is Cole My nigga Born sinner the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov Freedom or jail clips inserted a baby's bein' born Same time my man is murdered the beginning and end As far as rap go it's only natural I explain My plateau and also what defines my name Yeah long live the idols may they never be your rivals 'Pac was like Jesus Nas wrote the Bible Now what you 'bout to hear is a tale of glory and sin No I.D. my mentor now let the story begin I used to print out Nas' raps and tape 'em up on my wall My niggas thought they was words but it was pictures I saw And since I wanted to draw I used to read them in awe Then he dropped Stillmatic rocked the cleanest velour Fast forward who'd a thought that I would meet him on tour I'm earnin' stripes now a nigga got Adidas galore Backstage I shook his hand let 'em know that he's the man When he said he was a fan it was too hard to understand No time to soak up the moment though 'cause I was in a jam Hov askin' where's the record that the radio could play And I was strikin' out for months 9th inning feelin' fear Jeter under pressure made the biggest hit of my career But at first that wasn't clear niggas had no idea Dion called me when it dropped sounded sad but sincere Told me Nas heard your single and he hate that shit You the one yo why you make that shit I can't believe I let Nas down Damn my heart sunk to my stomach I can't believe I let Nas down I got defensive on the phone Resentment was in my tone fuck it Long live the idols may they never be your rivals 'Pac was like Jesus Nas wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin No I.D. my mentor now let the story begin I couldn't help but think that maybe I had made a mistake Dog I thought that you could relate But while I shot up the charts You mean tellin' me that I was not up to par When I followed my heart Granted my heart was tainted By my mind that kept on sayin' You know Jay'll never put your album out without none And dog you know how come Labels are archaic formulaic with they outcome They don't know they just study the charts Me I studied the shows the fans study they hearts I had a feelin' I was killin' and this music we were spillin' out Would change lives forever fuck the label put it out Friday Night Lights blew that was classic number two Now it seemed as if the Nas comparisons was comin' true Still no release date from the label are they insane Gucc told me play the game to change the game But on the way I let Nas down I got no one to blame I'm a shame I let Nas down But this is God's plan you can never understand fuck it Long live the idols may they never be your rivals 'Pac was like Jesus Nas wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin No I.D. my mentor now let the story begin I always believed in the bigger picture If I could get them niggas to listen outside my core Then I can open up doors Reintroduce them to honesty show 'em that they need more The difference between the pretenders and the Kendrick Lamars and so I took the fall Like the son of the Lord on the cross Dyin' for that fake shit you niggas bought For the past decade If I should pass please let this be my last essay Therefore I write from the heart Apologies to OG's for sacrificin' my art But I'm here for a greater purpose I knew right from the start I'm just a man of the people not above but equal And for the greater good I walk amongst the evil Don't cry Mama this the life I choose myself Just pray along the way that I don't lose myself This is for the nigga that said that Hip-Hop was dead I went to Hell to resurrect it How could you fail to respect it Letting Nas down I got the phone call Quietly I mourned dog I let Nas down Yeah and on this flight May I never lose sight fuck it Long live the idols may they never be your rivals 'Pac was like Jesus Nas wrote the Bible Now what you just heard's a tale of glory and sin No I.D. my mentor now let the story begin My intuition is telling me there'll be better days yeah I like this tone Yeah my intuition is telling me there'll be better days I sit in silence and find whenever I meditate My fears alleviate my tears evaporate My faith don't deviate ideas don't have a date But see I'm growing and getting stronger with every breath Bringing me closer to Heaven's doors with every step As we speak I'm at peace no longer scared to die Most niggas don't believe in God and so they terrified It's either that or they be fearing they gon' go to Hell Asking the Father for forgiveness got 'em overwhelmed As if He's spiteful like them white folks that control the jail See I believe if God is real He'd never judge a man Because He knows us all and therefore He would understand The ignorance that make a nigga take his brother life The bitterness and pain that got him beating on his wife I know you desperate for a change let the pen glide But the only real change come from inside Yeah my chosen religion Jesus piece frozen from sinnin' Doin' dirt hoping to God He know my intentions To see a million before I see a casket I got a baby on the way know he gon' be a bastard I'm living fast like I'm in a drag race how that cash taste When I was a senior I was ballin' on my classmates Niggas put three bullets in my car one hit the gas tank Know I got a angel 'cause I'm supposed to have a halo Right now my lifestyle destined for a federal facility For my ability to make them birds fly Fiends wanna get higher than a bird's eye view And who am I to tell a nigga what to do I just supply it's economics My business ain't got the suit and tie Keep a pistol at all times niggas want what's mine I can't oblige dog I work too hard So reach for it get referred to God I'm going hard nigga Yeah prodigal son got a new gun This one don't run out of ammo Lately been working on my handles Can I ball become a star and remain my self If I fall dust it off and regain my self Fuck 'em all they don't know all the pain I felt I'm in awe after all the fame I felt I evolved I no longer bury demons I be a vessel for the truth until I'm barely breathing I'm singing Too short to keep following your homies I give up I give in I move back a little I live up I look up now I'm back for more I reminisce back to a time where niggas threw they hands All of a sudden niggas pop a trunk and then we scram Finger on trigger make a little nigga understand What it's like to finally be the motherfuckin' man Eyes wide that's from the power that the coward feels Niggas die over bitches disrespect and dollar bills Bloodshed that turned the city to a battlefield I call it poison you call it real That's how you feel Pistols be poppin' and niggas drop in a heartbeat Scattered like roaches a body laid on the concrete A body laid on the concrete Look somebody laid on the concrete No time for that ain't no lookin' back 'cause I'm running too I made it home I woke up and turned on the morning news Overcame with a feeling I can't explain 'Cause that was my nigga James that was slain he was twenty-two Our condolences go to his family our prayers We know he's in a better place But this has got to end ladies and gentleman We've got to come together 'cause this is beyond words Can I make a million dollars off a rap tune I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune The real is back the ville is back Flow bananas here peel this back And what you'll find is your highness Can paint a picture that is vivid enough to cure blindness Carolina's finest you knew that already In terms of the greatest I proved that already And if you would like I do it twice I just sharpen my blade for a minute became lost in my ways This for my niggas that was tossed in the graves Every so often I fade deep in my thoughts And then get lost in the days We used to play before your coffin was made Just got the call nigga got caught with a stray Just got paid what Cochran got paid to free OJ Just to share my life on the stage in front of strangers Who know a nigga far too well and that's the danger Know me better than I know myself I rip a page out my notebook in anger And let these thoughts linger singing Don't give 'em too much you Don't let 'em take control It's one thing you do Don't let 'em taint your soul If you believe in God One thing's for sure If you ain't aim too high Then you aim too low What's the price for a black man life I check the toe tag not one zero in sight I turn the TV on not one hero in sight Unless he dribble or he fiddle with mics Look out the window 'cause tonight the city lit up with lights Cameras and action May no man alive come through and damage my faction I brought you niggas with me 'cause I love you like my brothers And your mothers' like my mother Think we need a plan of action The bigger we get the more likely egos collide it's just physics Please let's put our egos aside you my niggas And should our worst tendencies turn us into enemies I hope that we remember these Nights fulla Hennessey When Hov around we switch up to that D'usse Gotta show respect one day we tryna stay where you stay 'Cause we from where you from Not talkin' bout the slums I'm talkin' 'bout that mind state that keep a black nigga dumb Keep a black nigga dyin' by a black nigga gun And keep on listening to the frontin' ass rap niggas sun This is New York's finest For eleven winters straight I took on New York's climate Like show me New York's ladder I climb it and set the bar so high that you gotta get Obama to force the air force to find it Never mind it you'll never reach that Cole is the hypnotist control the game whenever he snap That's every track nigga I ain't serve no pies I ain't slang no dope I don't bring no lies niggas sang my quotes I don't play no games boy I ain't no joke Like the great Rakim when I make my notes You niggas might be L or you might be Kane Or you might be Slick Rick with nineteen chains Or you might be Drizzy Drake or Kendrick Lamar But check your birth date nigga you ain't the God Make a million dollars off a rap tune Can I make a million dollars off a rap tune I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune I wanna make a million dollars of a rap tune Life can bring much pain There are many ways to deal with this pain Choose wisely Count it up count it up count it up count it I know that it's difficult I'm stackin' this paper it's sort of habitual I blow the residual And fuckin' yo bitch like its part of my ritual Pardon the visual But money it give me a hard-on it's typical I want it in physical A million dollars I count up in intervals Without it I'm miserable Don't wanna fall off so I'm all in my bag Thankin' God like it's biblical I know it's gon' solve every problem I have I balled on the principal Remember the teachers was all on my ass Now look all of them pitiful And all of a sudden I'm so good at math Count it up count it up count it up count it Can't take it when you die but you can't live without it Count it up count it up count it up count it Can't take it when you die Proceed with caution I heard if you chase it only results in A hole in your heart Fuck it I take the whole cake and I won't leave a portion It's only an organ Thank God mama couldn't afford the abortion The loneliest orphan I flip my misfortune and grow me a fortune My Rollie is scorchin' Them niggas that hated is slowly endorsin' Now Cole he important My niggas beside me like Tommy and Martin We ball on your court and Then skate with your bitch like we Tonya Harding She don't need her garments She horny from all the money we countin' Count it up count it up count it up count it Can't take it when you die but you can't live without it Count it up count it up count it up count it Can't take it when you die Somebody should have told me it would be like this Yeah life is a balance You lose your grip you can slip into an abyss No doubt you see these niggas trippin' Ego in charge of every move he's a star And we can't look away due to the days that he caught our hearts He's fallin' apart but we deny it Justifying that half ass shit he dropped we always buy it When he tell us he a genius but it's clearer lately It's been hard for him to look into the mirror lately There was a time when this nigga was my hero maybe That's the reason why his fall from grace is hard to take 'Cause I believed him when he said his shit was purer and he The type of nigga swear he real but all around him's fake The women the dickriders you know the yes men Nobody with the balls to say somethin' to contest him So he grows out of control Into the person that he truly was all along it's startin' to show Damn wonder what happened Maybe it's my fault for idolizin' niggas Based off the words they be rappin' But come to find out these niggas don't even write they shit Hear some new style bubblin' up then they bite this shit Damn that's what I get for lyin' to myself Well fuck it what's more important is he's cryin' out for help While the world's eggin' him on I'm beggin' him to stop it Playin' his old shit knowin' he won't top it I got a homie he a rapper and he wanna win bad He want the fame the acclaim the respect that's been had By all the legends so every time I see him he stressin' Talkin' 'bout niggas don't fuck with him this shit is depressin' And I know he so bitter he can't see his own blessings Goddamn nigga you too blind to see you got fans nigga And a platform to make a classic rap song To change a nigga's life but you too anxious livin' life Always worried 'bout the critics who ain't ever fuckin' did it I write what's in my heart don't give a fuck who fuckin' with it But in a sense I can relate the need to be great Turns into an obsession and keeps a nigga up late Writin' words hopin' people observe the dedication That stirs in you constantly but intentions get blurred Do I do it for the love of the music or is there more to me Do I want these niggas to worship me False prophets Somebody should have told me it would be like this Be like this be like this Somebody should have told me it would be like this be like this False prophets Somebody should have told me it would be like this Be like this be like this Somebody should have told me it would be like this Yeah false prophets These rappers insecure They talk about being a man so much I finally understand that they ain't even sure 'Bout who they are and why they do this Guess I'm included in that category as a nigga who done had the glory My highest moments come from tellin' all the saddest stories I've seen in my life I be fiendin' to write Songs that raise the hair on my arms My lowest moments came from tryin' too hard To impress some niggas that couldn't care if I'm on Therefore from here on out my hair grow out I care nothin' 'bout opinions I wanna give hope like the fountains you throw pennies in Hit the store take your diss make your wish This is dedicated to the ones that listen to me on some faithful shit I'm on some thankful shit But the real God is in you not the music you coppin' I hear my old shit and know I can top it Spinning in circles live my life without rehearsals If I died today my nigga was it business Was it personal Should this be my last breath I'm blessed 'cause it was purposeful Never got to church to worship lord but please be merciful You made me versatile well-rounded like cursive Know you chose me for a purpose I put my soul in these verses Born sinner was never born to be perfect Sucker for women licking they lips and holding these purses Back when we ran the streets who would think we grow to be murderers Teachers treated niggas as if they totally worthless And violent and hopeless I saw but never noticed that a college point is right to Rest in peace to Tiffany I don't know if this is the realest shit I wrote But know the realest nigga wrote this And signed it and sealed it in a envelope and knew one day you'll find it And knew one day that you'd come back and rewind it singing I'm a born sinner but I'll die better than that I swear You always where I needed you to be Whether you were there or not there I was born sinning but I live better than that If you ain't fucking with that I don't care Yeah this music shit is a gift But God help us make it 'cause this music business is a cliff She see the tears in my eyes I see the fear on her lips You the only reason why I don't flip and go insane My roof in the pouring rain You knew me before the fame don't lose me the more I change no Just grow with me go broke you go broke with me I smoke you gon' smoke with me Woman's curse since birth man lead her to the hearse I go Bobby you go Whitney damn Listen here I'll tell you my biggest fears You the only one who knows 'em Don't you ever go expose 'em This life is harder than you'll probably ever know Emotions I hardly ever show More for you than for me Don't you worry yourself I gotta do this for me They tell me life is a test but where's the tutor for me Pops came late I'm already stuck in my ways Ducking calls from my mother for days Sometimes she hate the way she raised me but she love what she raised Can't wait to hand her these house keys with nothing to say I'm a born sinner but I'll die better than that I swear You always where I needed you to be Whether you were there or not there I was born sinning but I live better than that If you ain't fucking with that I don't care This shit is a gift yeah I never felt so alive Catch me don't you catch me I've fallen in love for the first time And I ain't even tryna fight it Don't wanna die 'cause now you're here and I just wanna be Right by your side On any night that you be crying baby I'll dry your eyes Every time you go to sleep you look like you in Heaven Plus the head game is stronger than a few Excedrin You shine just like the patent leather on my new eleven's You read me like a book like I'm the Bible you the Reverend Yeah I wanna tell the truth to you I wanna talk about my days as a youth to you Exposing you to all my demons and the reasons I'm this way I would like to paint a picture but it'll take more than a day It would take more than some years to get all over all my fears Preventing me from letting you see all of me perfectly clear The same wall that's stopping me from letting go and shedding tears From the lack of having father and the passing of my peers While I'm too scared to expose myself It turns out you know me better than I know myself Better than I know myself Well how 'bout that I've fallen in love for the first time Baby girl I can't imagine what it's like for you I got you pregnant now inside there is a life in you I know you wonderin' if this is gon' make me think 'bout wifin' you Like if you have my first child Would I spend my whole life with you Now I ain't tryna pick a fight with you I'm tryna talk Now I ain't tryna spend the night with you I'm kinda lost See I've been givin' it some thought lately And frankly I feel like we ain't ready and this Hold up now let me finish Think about it baby me and you we still kids ourself How we gonna raise a kid by ourself Handle biz by ourself A nigga barely over twenty Where the hell we gon' live Where am I gon' get that money I refuse to bring my boy or my girl in this world When I ain't got shit to give 'em and I'm not with them niggas Who be knockin' girls up and skate out So girl you gotta think about how the options weigh out What's the way out And I ain't too proud to tell you That I cry sometime I cry sometimes about it And girl I know it hurt but if this world was perfect Then we could make it work but I doubt it Nigga you got some nerve To come up to me talkin' about abortion This my body nigga so don't think you finna force shit See I knew that this is how you act so typical Said you love me oh but now you flippin' like reciprocals It figures though I should've known That you was just another nigga No different from them other niggas Who be claimin' that they love you just to get up in them drawers Knowin' all the right things to say I let you hit it raw mothafucka Now I'm pregnant you don't wanna get involved mothafucka Tryna take away a life is you God mothafucka I don't think so This a new life up in my stomach Regardless if I'm your wife this new life here I'ma love it I ain't budgin' I just do this by my mothafuckin' self See my mama raised me without no mothafuckin' help From a man but I still don't understand how you could say that Did you forget all those conversations that we had way back 'Bout your father And you told me that you hate that nigga Talkin' about he a coward and you so glad that you ain't that nigga 'Cause he left your mama when she had you and he ain't shit And here you go doin' the same shit You ain't shit nigga And I ain't too proud to tell you That I cry sometimes I cry sometimes about it And boy this shit hurts and ain't nobody perfect Still we can make it work but you doubt it They say everything happens for a reason And people change like the seasons then grow apart She wanted him to show his heart and say he loved her He spoke the magic words and on the same day he fucked her Now she wide open She'd put a ring up on his finger if she could But he loved her 'cause the pussy good But she ain't no wife though She tellin' him she missed her period like typos He panickin' froze up like a mannequin a life grows What if this bitch ain't even pregnant Dog could she be lyin' And she be cryin' 'cause he actin' distant Swear they get pregnant for collateral it's like extortion Man if that bitch really pregnant tell her to get a abortion But what about your seed nigga Look it's the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers Not herpes infested just perfectly blessed with A style that you can't F with protection recommended 'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it You know mass destruction when I mash the button I take your favorite major rapper left him independent Cryin' in the corner 'Cause I ain't into sorta kinda dissin' niggas I'm borderline addicted to slaughter Line up niggas in order Of who you think can really fuck with me most Then I tuck the heat close if he don't duck then he ghost Ain't no need for discussion If they weren't talkin' 'bout the bread these motherfuckers be toast Clap at the fake deep rappers The OG gatekeep rappers Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit I hate these rappers Especially the amateur eight week rappers Fake drug dealers turn tour bus trappers Napoleon complex you this tall rappers The streets don't fuck with you Pitchfork rappers Chosen by the white man you hit store rappers I reload the clip then I hit more rappers with that Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers I'm back Never knew a nigga that was better Revenue I'm good at gettin' cheddar Reminisce on days I didn't eat If it's meant to be then it'll be If it's not then fuck it I'ma try Ain't no need to ask the Father why no 'Cause one day everybody gotta die One day everybody gotta die my nigga my nigga Baby you summertime fine I let you get on top I be the underline I'm tryna get beside you like the number 9 dime You fine as hell I guess I met you for a reason only time can tell But well I'm wondering what type of shit you wantin' Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman Would you drink with a nigga do you smoke weed Don't be ashamed it ain't no thing I used to blow trees Gettin lifted I quit but shit I might get high with you It's only fitting 'cause I'm looking super fly with you A flower you are powerful you do something to me 'Cause girl I caught the vibe like you threw something to me So I threw 'em back now all my niggas hollering who was that Oh boy she bad nigga what you 'bout do with that I'm finna take you home just sip a little patron Now we zonin' baby you so fine And can I hit it in the morning The sun rising while you moanin' Uh baby you wintertime cold The night is still young drink that dinner wine slow I'm tryna make the goose bumps on your inner thigh show I'll let you beat me there as far as finish lines go Yeah and if you gotta leave for work I'll be right here in the same bed that you left me in I love thick women 'cause my aunt she rode equestrian I used to go to the stables and get them kids to bet me And I would always ride the stallions whenever she let me I'm joking I mean that thing is poking I mean you kinda like that girl that's in the US Open I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provoking I got bath water that you can soak in things I could do with lotion Don't need a towel we could dry off in the covers And when you think you like it I promise you gonna love it Yeah well lights coming through the drapes and we both yawning I roll over and ask if And can I hit it in the morning The sun rising while you moanin' Hey God bless the child that can hold his own God bless the woman that can hold Patron God bless her homegirl that drove us home No strings attached like a cordless phone You see my intentions with you was clear I'm learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wears Therefore you shouldn't judge a nigga off of the shit that you hear Get all defensive apprehensive all because my career To be fair I know we barely know each other and yeah Somehow I wound up in your bed so where we headed from here Just say you're scared if you're scared but if you through frontin' we can do somethin' And you know just what Im talkin' about tomorrow you'll be callin' out 'Cause tonight we getting right into the wee morn' Cook a nigga breakfast after sex is like a reward Then I go my own way you think about me all day That's just a warning And can I hit it in the morning The sun rising while you moanin' Give me my space Lord ain't enough time to chase All these dreams na mean I got no time to wait Stumble home late I'm drunk we fucked and made up Used to living free as a bird but now I'm laid up Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on How the fuck did my life become a damn love song She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him But a nigga wanna be a nigga be a nigga Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas She never understand what it's like to be a man Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down And maybe you can thug it out learn what is love about When you can't live with her and you can't live without Aw shit goddamn I think the devil got his hands on me When it's all said and done everybody dies In this life ain't no happy endings Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance The preacher say we were made in image of Lord Even a murderer Even a whore Even a nigga running through bitches on tour With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit She losing faith in him and he knows the shit What the fuck is a break Don't know how much I can take no more I give you all I got 'til it ain't no more No more tears it's been ten long years Damn near I don't know if I can wait no more And who can blame her you complain about Every time you out you come back she poutin' Sleeping back to back this is wack we 'bout To go platinum and I'm in the crib acting out My childhood fantasies of wife and home But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone And despite the rumors you hold out On account of your guilt and she has got to spend her nights alone And she ride or die like Eve and 'em Make home-cooked meals every evening And even in your lowest days When you're no longer Superman at least you know you got Lois Lane Unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know At age three I knew this world was three below Listen even though my ego low achieved the unachievable Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent yo This just in fucked more bitches than Bieber though Still I keep it low got my niggas on the need to know Basis my manager back in the days was racist I was a young boy passing skates and tucking laces Jermaine It's all pink on the inside fuck what color they face is Wise words from an indecent man Made me reflect on the times when we was three-fifths of them In chains and powerless brave souls reduced to cowardice Slaving in the baking sun for hours just To see the master creep into the shack where your lady at Nine months later got a baby that's Not quite what you expected but you Refuse to neglect it 'cause you Know your wifey loves you thus you refuse to accept it That's the type of shit that turned my granny light-skinned Rich white men rule the nation still Only difference is we all slaves now the chains concealed In our thoughts if I follow my heart to save myself Could I run away from fifty-mill like Dave Chappelle You know I'm holding on It may seem like our fire Has been a little burnt out we're tired We only need to stay close in time Baby you deserve the whole enchilada in Gucci and Prada Toast to the days when I didn't have a dollar You stuck around even when the world frowned on me Kicked me when I was down and so they clowned on me Down for me my homie You better believe I know your home girl said you should leave a note Know you was tired like the Michelin man What if Gina would have listened to Pam Now they hate to see us last this long When they get my album probably pass this song Thought they knew me well Money can't buy you happiness that's true as hell But happiness can't buy your ass this new Mercedes I love you like the fat kid loves cakes and shit I love you like the bad kid love breakin' shit Ride or die chick fighting insecurities Want a ring and my last name for securities It may seem like our fire Has been a little burnt out we're tired We only need to stay close in time Sparks will fly And we fly too and we and we And we fly too It may seem like our fire Has been a little burnt out we're tired We only need to stay close in time Sparks will fly And we fly too and we and we And we fly too I know my style ain't perfect I know my smile ain't perfect Nigga ain't perfect it's true Funny though I am perfect for you All the drama seem worth it for you She put up with the shit like she work at the zoo true Now what you crying for She says you ain't gon' settle down what you lyin' for She want that old thing back Things ain't the same think we both seen that Love is war end up on the floor But baby you only lose when you don't swing back I say those words hoping that You fight for a nigga like I fight for you Like I fight temptations every night for you And know I slip only girl in my life is you It may seem like our fire Has been a little burnt out we're tired We only need to stay close in time Sparks will fly And we fly too and we and we And we fly too It may seem like our fire Has been a little burnt out we're tired We only need to stay close in time Sparks will fly And we fly too and we and we And we fly too Feels as though our world's crashing down We can't forget to breathe through this now We live through the ups and the downs It'll get better It may seem like our fire Has been a little burnt out we're tired We only need to stay close in time Sparks will fly Cole World Southside Can't get enough can't get enough Eastside Westside worldwide ride out Now I ain't got no kids yet but this right here's for practice I hate to get the seats in the Benz wet But that's how good your ass is Make an old man get his glasses make Wesley pay his taxes Then follow your moves all week on Twitter Probably make a gay nigga reconsider You now rockin' with the best mane Dress game down to the sex game Won't brag but the boy been blessed mane Let you play with the stick Ovechkin She callin' she textin' she's fallin' but let me explain Gotta tell your old boyfriend skate girl 'Cause a nigga don't play them ex games Nope Straight sexing no handcuff or arresting And I ain't coming off of my last name 'Cause I really can't take no stressing 'Bout where I done been who I done hit But I'm signed to the Roc No time for the gossip bitch put down them tabloids Hey Globetrotter Cole hotter Even way out in London town Hoes holla 'cause they love my sound And I got love for the underground Met a bad bitch that'll cut all night That'll suck all night you just cut off lights Almost missed my flight Tryna get my last little nut all right She be down for whatever Whenever I wanna get up in the guts all right Never fuss or fight On the grind tryna find this lettuce I love it when you give me head I hate it when you give me headaches I heard you got a main chick a mistress and some hoes You be up to no good and everybody knows My homegirls tried to warn me they tried to let me know Hey Cole World baby ain't nothin' sunny I see 'em hating but it ain't nothin' to me I'm from the Ville where they bang for the money So what I look like scurred Them niggas over there look like nerds Never mind that girl let's make a track I'll beat the pussy up that's the hook right thurr That's the hook right thurr That's the hook right thurr Never mind that girl let's make a track I'll beat the pussy up that's the hook right thurr This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with Look know some hoes from the past Damn Cole wish I knew that you would be rich Well should have asked I bag two bitches like it's two of me bitch This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with Finally got my own bedroom in that bitch No more sleeping in my brothers room Like man I might as well be sleeping in my mother room 'Cause how I'm supposed to sneak hoes with my bro here Plus she gon' find out I been rocking all his old gear This his flow here this is no fair this is so pure this is so clear This is one breath this is no air Ain't no wedding but I do the most here I'm the President you the co-chair You the player yeah I'm the coach here nigga I coast here This weather got me set up on this West Coast yeah Avoiding the snakes AK's and coke yeah Get my dick wet but I never let it soak there Man I been thinkin' 'bout movin' out What Country boy in the city of New York nine years Ran that shit like Diddy Riding through South Side Queens like Fiddy Nothing's impossible and all you lame niggas show me what not to do I met a real bad bitch in the club tonight Now if you only had one wish is it devious 'Cause you already know who your genie is Ain't get a cover now your mag on my penis Like damn he turned out to be a genius Damn real shit nigga no Pixar You niggas soft like Meagan Good's lips are My kicks hard my whip hard I came out the womb with my dick hard Back when I was playing Stomp the Yard It'd be a bunch of niggas up on campus talking hard Don't get exposed to these hoes boy knock it off I seen your mama in the Benz when she dropped you off Damn now who more thorough than me I paint a picture of my pain for the world to see Could paint a picture of the game but my girl would see And all you lame niggas show me what not to do I met a real bad bitch in the club tonight Watch the snakes 'cause they watching you I like my sundaes with a cherry on top Make hey make that ass drop Hey you seen me in this every damn day It got the dick hard as a rock This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with Yeah this the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with A little Fayettenam nigga out in Beverly Hills That's when I ran into this chick I went to college with Yeah back when a nigga was on scholarship Was in a rush but I still stopped to holla shit That's the least I owed her 'cause see I tried to hit On the first night and nah I ain't proud of it I boned her in my dorm room and kicked her out of it And I never called back how thoughtfulless Now I'm standing in the streets tryna politic with her In her mind she calling me a misogynist nigga On some Bobby Brown shit my prerogative Nigga is to hit and never commit Not realizing when I hit she never forgets So every time I ignore the telephone call Saying I'll hit her back knowing I'm never gon' call She was hurting now she's staring dead in my face she was smirking Yeah I remember and nah you ain't worth shit nigga You ain't worth shit nigga Hm this the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with Fell in love through photograph I don't even know your name Wonder if you'd follow back I hope to see you one day I won't show my niggas now Love today's gone digital And it's messing with my health Damn I love your sense of humor You don't get caught up in rumors You don't be talking 'bout who fuckin' who And I notice the way you maneuver Sexy but never show too much Ain't heard from you in like two months All of a sudden you pop on my line You could make time stop on a dime I think you mastered the art of sublime Your type is harder to find You could turn water to wine yeah I think you mastered the art of sublime Your type is harder to find You could turn water to wine yeah You could turn water to wine feel me Niggas be talkin' so slick I'm not the nigga for lip Puttin' my heart in a click Can't see my heart it don't fit Don't think I'm built for this shit Too busy thinking what if I shoot my shot and it brick Niggas be talkin' so slick I'm not the nigga for lip Puttin' my heart in a click Can't see my heart it don't fit Don't think I'm built for this shit Too busy thinking what if Feel like I gotta say somethin' Thought of you got my heart jumpin' But I can't come up with nothin' But I can't come up with nothin' I put it off for a day I come back around your way Searching for what I could say That accurately could convey The way that I feel in the word That's different than what you done heard So many done hit you wit game So many been sent to the curb And I did not come here to play And I did not come to observe Niggas be talkin' so slick I'm not the nigga for lip Puttin' my heart in a click Can't see my heart it don't fit Don't think I'm built for this shit Too busy thinking what if I shoot my shot and it brick Niggas be talkin' so slick I'm not the nigga for lip Puttin' my heart in a click Can't see my heart it don't fit Don't think I'm built for this shit Too busy thinking what if Fell in love through photograph I don't even know your name Wonder if you'd follow back I hope to see you one day I won't show my niggas now Love today's gone digital And it's messing with my health I said set it off on my left set it off on my right I said liquor all on my breath bitches all in my sight I said real niggas tryna fuck niggas wanna fight I said gun shots into the air but I ain't scared for my life Paint a picture like a young Pablo Picasso And pray I die old In the drop with the top low Met a bad bitch from Chicago my hat wasn't cocked yo Kept it straight shit 'cause y'all know And if not you'll learn how them niggas in the Chi go I ain't fuck her but I'm thinking 'bout it My niggas say why you gotta think about it The bitch want too much hit my phone too much If I gotta be frank about it Ain't worth the stress First the text then the draws see first is sex Then it's calls 'cause the bird's obsessed Want flowers cards and the purses next Nah bitch can't get a dollar Cole on Twitter bitch can't get a follow Now she fuck a nigga thinking that she may have hit the lotto Show a lot of love to my sisters though But these bitches so predictable Troubles of this troubles of this world Getting to the promised land You don't want problems I promise man And I'm going back to school Only for the hoes and a class or two Young bad bitch made the pastor drool Everybody sweat her like Catholic school Sat next to her in the back of the class Cheated off of her test and I'm grabbing her ass Yeah but I got dumb as shit Hanging 'round these rappers 'cause they dumb as shit But I'm back on track jump shot wasn't that good Couldn't sell crack but I rap good That's one stereotype Know a lot of niggas that'll marry your type Bad bitch with a degree I let 'em scoop ya I'm Koopa I never been the Mario type No saving hoes I ain't fooled 'cause a lot of cool bitches that a nigga went to school with is major hoes And they mans don't know they mans don't know fo' sho Had a nigga baby little mans don't know Mama was a freak got it in on the low Twelve years later when my song come on he ask I said set it off on my left set it off on my right I said liquor all on my breath bitches all in my sight I said real niggas trying to fuck niggas wanna fight I said gun shots into the air but I ain't scared for my life Catch me don't you Catch me I've fallen in love for the first time For you I drop the tough guy shit on this bus I sit Thinking 'bout you thinking 'bout you Damn it feel good to have you Needin' me wantin' me givin' me a chance to feel special To somebody in a world where they not lovin' me Handcuffs keep huggin' the wrists of my niggas And I wish stuff was different here But if I had a magic wand to make the evil disappear That means that there would be no Santa Claus no more To bring you Christmas cheer 'Cause what he represents is really greed And the need to purchase shit from corporations That make a killin' because they feed On the wallets of the poor who be knockin' on they door Every Black Friday just to get some shit they can't afford Even with the discount write a check that shit bounce But as long as we got credit it don't matter the amount We just swipin' shit here we don't love we just likin' shit here What's that smell Where's your diaper shit here Lay on your back don't pee right now Or else I'll have to get you back One day when you gon' want to get your way Yeah I'll have fun with that Reminisce when you came out the womb Tears of joy I think filled up the room You are now the reason that I fight I ain't never did nothing this right in my whole life Got me thinking Am I worthy of this gift Am I strong enough to lift Into a place that I can see Someone more important than me Am I worthy of this gift Am I strong enough to lift Into a place that I can see Someone more important than me Ib gon' ask me how I did this shit I'm gon' do a humble stunt act like I meant this shit Thats the ego taking credit for what God made Fuck this album shit hey mama look what God made I've fallen in love for the first time I wanna cry and I ain't even tryna fight it Don't wanna die 'cause now you're here And I just wanna be right by your side On any night that you be cryin' baby I dry your eyes I dry your eyes Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening No Promethazine I'm a king no leaning I got a better way to fight these demons Fuck do you know about my pain blaow Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening No Promethazine I'm a king no leaning I got a better way to fight them demons Fuck do you know about my pain If I quote it nigga I wrote it nigga Six head shots I'll erode a nigga Pop another clip and I'm reloaded nigga Ain't no way around it I'm the coldest nigga Do a nigga dirty life's a coal my nigga Get you cleaned up then I fold you nigga Shout out to the haters who promote a nigga Flow hot whip cold I'm bipolar nigga But I don't like to talk about a Rover nigga Keep this shit a hundred I just sold it nigga Tired of police looking at me like I stole it nigga Probably just gonna cop a lil Corolla nigga Don't need a rollie on to know I'm getting older nigga Dreamville going way up like a floater nigga Couple hands out like I owe them niggas Where was you when the Civic was getting towed my nigga No snakes in the grass 'cause I mowed it nigga Fuck do you know about my pain Fuck do you know about my dreams If you really believe it gotta talk about it You heard about what happens when you talk about it Niggas lookin' at you funny when they start to doubt it Fucking up your energy when you start to doubt it too How much do it cost If I take a ride fuck around get lost Rollercoaster ride how much do it cost If I take a ride fuck around get lost Cole world you should stay off this dick I sold out the Garden I should play for the Knicks Took a couple minutes and I sold out Staples A nigga getting cream like an old ass Laker But I ain't coming to talk about all that paper That's what they talk about when they ain't got shit to say Can't understand why niggas never got shit to do You know the saying same shit nigga different day I never felt that no way 'Cause on the same day a nigga doing different shit Spit different flows hit different chicks Let my Brixton hoes feed me fish and chips Why I do a lot of shows I'm the shit that's it Got suicidal doors I just slit my wrists Never stingy with the hoes word to Cliff and Chris So if I fuck six bitches I got six assists nigga The flow sick as shit catch ebola if you bit this shit I never take I invent the shit then flip the shit Then lick the shit and bit the shit back twice I'm that nice woo What's the plan Cole keeps snapping like a Mustard jam Got a middle finger for Uncle Sam I done paid so much taxes I can fund Japan But instead they make a young nigga fund the man Same man that keep a young nigga under damn I just cocked back nigga and my gun don't jam On a scale from one to ten I'm a hundred grand It's Cole fuckin' world nigga Dreamville in this motherfucker Top Dawg in this motherfucker Bitch never they can't handle two Black niggas this clever But this February bet shit get scary when I fuck around and drop I see the rain Pouring down Before my very eyes Should come as no surprise I see the I see the rain Pouring down uh Before my very eyes Should come as no surprise I'm searching and praying and hoping for something I know I'm gon' see it I know that it's coming Lord huh But what do you do when there's no place to turn I have no one I'm lonely my bridges have burnt down Lord The bells getting loud ain't nowhere to hide Got nowhere to go put away my pride Tired of feeling low even when I'm high Ain't no way to live do I wanna die I don't know I don't know Bells getting loud ain't nowhere to hide Got nowhere to go put away my pride Tired of feeling low even when I'm high Ain't no way to live do I wanna die I don't know I don't know And I thought about the things you used to say And I thought about the things we did And I thought about your newest kid And damn that makes two now 'Cause if we ever got together I'd have to be them niggas step-pops forever And well that ain't my thing 'cause I I ain't even got my own And I ain't really got no home No place to put these things I own And I thought about the things we did I always thought that we would be together I always knew that we would be together But I don't wanna wait forever I don't wanna wait forever Shit seem so sad when you look back Everything's so sad when you look back On the rebound like a book back On the rebound like a put back Don't just sit back bitch get on it Time fly by way too quick don't it Reflection bring regrets don't it Rejection makes you defensive So you protect your pride with your reflexes Art of seduction Hoes jump like Vince Carter Backstage like they a part of production We talked about her dreams you gotta start off with somethin' Her momma went to college but yet her father was hustlin' Found it funny 'cause now they daughter is stuck in A similar predicament I'm askin' where her nigga went Your guess is good as mine Dropped outta school now he run the streets like all the time Left me alone with this baby I don't hear from the nigga And to keep hundred with you I don't care for the nigga Funny 'cause I only know a couple of your songs But I love when they come on Why I'm starin' at you 'cause I'm picturing you naked Know what's on your mind embrace it do not fake it Tonight is what you make it take it do not waste it Take a shot you not wasted look in the blocks with mindplay I'm in a small ass town with a superstar chick This is superstar dick Girl how could you not taste it That's a little egotistic my amigos be hocking in Toledo Niggas winning off me it's hard to stay humble 'Cause he know bitches can't get the Michael so they settling for Tito We know yeah nigga we know hot bitch fell in my lap like cappuccino Niggas so thirsty it irks me you keep on putting bitches over money but that ain't my cup of tea though Nah nigga the game is to get a bunch of paper just to change your fucking neighbors and shit I swear if niggas put half of what they put in chasing ass into a craft by now you'd be famous and rich But I get it you rather lay with a bitch while you play with her pussy and let her play with your dick She thinking she got a first round pick she thinking 'bout all the things she can get she thinking you got a Range for a whip and a fly ass cribbo but it's not that simple 'cause All you got is a phone full of bitches and they just like her Meanwhile I'm stacking paper up my word Had more hoes coming than a bus driver Got a full grown woman wanna fuck my word wanna ride my nouns let her suck my verbs Aye I'll take it baby I'll take it Why I'm starin' at you 'cause I'm picturing you naked Know what's on your mind embrace it do not fake it Tonight is what you make it take it do not waste it Take a shot you not wasted look in the blocks with mindplay I'm in a small ass town with a superstar chick This is superstar dick Girl how could you not taste it This right here is not a preview I need to let it go yeah Now this right here is not a preview Of what the album goin' to bring you or nothing like that Sharing things I think quietly with those that admire me Remember MTV Diaries This something like that I wear my heart up on my sleeve and I bleed for you Cookin' beats hoping' to reach like each one you When I release trust if you feel like my shit is weak When you see me on the street then speak I refund you 'Cause I ain't one of these rappers out here frontin' like he got it nigga I ain't fuckin' got it nigga Throwing thousands in the strip club with Drizzy Difference is I'm throwing four he's throwing fifty Lord forgive me You a rapper nigga ain't you suppose to tip more I don't see no pussy baby ain't you suppose to strip more Confessions of a cheap-ass nigga But I finally put my Momma in that E class nigga And I told her quit her job but hold your horses If my next album flops it's back to the post office both of us shit They're saying that's a real possibility The thought alone is killing me Anticipating rain I can't make the same mistakes again Them nineties niggas raped the game And left us with a battered and bruised bitch with a few kids The pussy loose but the truth is I love her though She ain't perfect but who is 'Cause really I am just a born sinner the opposite of a winner Cole summer I predict another winter 'Cause I'm finta drop knowledge like a five percenter Fuck the Bilderberg nigga show 'em God sent ya Rhyme with the skill as if Nas went to And when they wasn't writing rhymes they fucking lined sisters Puffin' on swishers what's up Milan Everytime I drop I get the net poppin' like LeBron swishes Kay told me kill ya and I gotta respect my Mom's wishes When I let go this how my mind switches No looking back don't even want to see my prom pictures Pardon the rhyme scheme I guess I'm long winded Let me switch it now back to Hell's kitchen now Up in Hova office like he the fucking principal Put me in with Stargate that shit was like detention now Just tellin' my story so dissin' ain't my intention now Drop a couple hits and all the dumbies pay attention now A shame when you learn the ins and outs of the game And reminisce on little Jermaine in the south Rappin' out loud with all the niggas that's cool to you Just to realize that all them niggas was foolin' you And they ain't who they said they were Talk about the streets but nigga that ain't really where they were Acting just like there they were but who am I to judge That's neither here or there Just know I know my nigga I just like being aware If i had one wish I would fuck Tia and Tamera at the same time And put name tags on they titties so I don't get they name wrong Like Wayne's World that just came on I'm rambling now 5 days to finish the album I'm scramblin' now Took a break from sampling now Just to say a few words to this bitch named Summer June will make four years since I gave you my number Play my position the whole while still wishin' A year later Drake put his key in your ignition And I told my fellas Wanted to drop the album in the summer But the label didn't think that they could sell it Recoup the first week I think it ain't shit they can tell us It's been a long time coming this thing between you and me I put my heart and soul in this game I'm feelin' drained Unappreciated unalleviated Tired of comin' up short fuck abbreviated Want my whole name spelled out my own pain spilled out No pain no gain I blow brains like Cobain Throw flames Liu Kang the coach ain't help out so I call my own shots I'm David Blaine I'm breakin' out of my own box you stay the same But homie if you change may you change for the better Back when Martin King had a thing for Coretta Wonder if she seen all the dreams he was dreamin' Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was schemin' Still loved him just enough to put up with the cheatin' Months go by and only see him for a weekend I say a prayer hope my girl ain't leavin' We all got angels we all got demons As you fall through the club Bad bitches down to do all the above Money comes fast so bein' hungry don't last Till you look in the mirror and you saw who you was Cole World it couldn't be more clearer The time is now couldn't be more here Say hello to the real I can be your hero Hey I'ma put us all on the map Gone and I ain't lookin' back I know they gone feel it like they tank on E I promise baby you can bet the bank on me 'Cause can't nobody tell me what I ain't gonna be no more You thinking I'ma fall don't be so sure I wish somebody made guidelines On how to get up off the sidelines Up in 1st class laugh even though it's not funny See a white man wonder how the fuck I got money While he sit at coach hate to see me walk past 'im Young black pants sag headphones blastin' With all the cards against him he used them to his advantage Slang we be speakin' probably soundin' like Spanish Then I fuck they heads up when a nigga show manners Some New York niggas thought it was funny callin' us bammas Laughin' at the grammar 'cause they didn't understand us Must've thought we slow but little do they know I came up in here to take advantage of that shit y'all take for granted Opportunity that I would kill for When I was assed out with my funds low It's nice to know I had the whole world at my front door Hey I'ma put us all on the map Gone and I ain't lookin' back I know they gone feel it like they tank on E I promise baby you can bet the bank on me 'Cause can't nobody tell me what I ain't gonna be no more You thinking I'ma fall don't be so sure I wish somebody made guidelines On how to get up off the sidelines I made it to the rack even though they tried to box me out I got the key to the game they tried to lock me out But what they don't understand is this is all plan It's a bigger picture and you can't photoshop me out Some nigga ask me why Jay never shout me out Like I'm supposed to give a fuck Don't you know that I be out in France Where the fans throw they hands like Pacquiao Not 'cause my looks 'cause my hooks could knock Rocky out And my lines is designed from the heart Young Simba been a lion from the start Dumb nigga's y'all been lyin from the start My life's like a movie truly And these niggas is dyin' for the part But you'll never play me like LeBron vs Jordan Twenty years wonder who they gone say was more important Both changed the game came through and made a lane Who's to say that who's greater all we know they ain't the same Hey I'ma put us all on the map Gone and I ain't lookin' back I know they gone feel it like they tank on E I promise baby you can bet the bank on me 'Cause can't nobody tell me what I ain't gonna be no more You thinking I'ma fall don't be so sure I wish somebody made guidelines On how to get up off the sidelines You really wanna know who Superman is Watch this pow I like him I think he's pretty cool He's my idol I can't have no sympathy for fuck niggas All this shit I've seen done made my blood thicker Spill promethazine inside a double cup Double up my cream now that's a Double Stuff yeah Please don't hit my phone if it ain't 'bout no commas Keep the peace like Dalai Lama big body Hummers Backin' out the parkin' spot and though the law be on him He exempt Shawn Kemp he keep that forty on him Too many times I swallowed my pride I'm crackin' a smile I'm dyin' inside My demons are close I'm tryin' to hide I'm poppin' a pill I'm feelin' alive I'm feelin' alive I'm feelin' alive With like half of a mili' inside of my briefcase A couple of freaks play And they don't speak Ingles But the money is somethin' that they could comprende And I got bread like I'm Green Day I come around and their heads turn Used to like bitches with hair permed Naps and shit bougie still do ratchet shit Not afraid to pass the clip Before I make the ratchet spit blaow Yeah I had this little bad thing somethin' like them tens She gave a nigga mad brain somethin' like The Wiz But you see the sad thing fuckin' with her is Is the chick ain't even have brains dummy like a bitch So I tried to show her about the world And about just who we really are And where we've come and how we still have to go really far Baby look at how we live broke on the boulevard But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra Then all I really want is for her to go down low Before you know it she wet enough to get drowned slow And all that deep shit I was previously down fo' Replaced by freak shit I am currently down fo' You see I peeped it pussy is power That proud feelin' we get knowin' that pussy is ours And how it feels to feel that feelin' You feelin' when you be drillin' that shit Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit And all the pain the world 'cause she be healin' that shit And naw that ain't your girl dog But you be feelin' that chick And you just wanna tell her everything she might need But in the meantime it's lights please Lights please lights please turn off the lights For now everything just seems so right And how you make the darkness seem so bright I'm feeling like things gon' be alright Lights please lights please turn off the lights For now everything just seems so right And how you make the darkness seem so bright I'm feeling like things gon' be alright So now we in the hotel mirrors on the ceilin' She say she wanna blow L's I hear her and I'm willin' But every time I smoke well a nigga mind gone So that every word I spoke well I'm tryna put her on But she couldn't hear me I told her all about how we been livin' a lie And that they love to see us all go to prison or die Baby look at how they show us on the TV screen But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans Then all I really want is for her to get on top Before you know it she workin' jerkin' it nonstop And all that next shit I was previously talkin' Is now that wet shit that I'm currently lost in And while that sweat drip I am reminded All the times my brother told me that pussy is blindin' I'm findin' the more I grow The more y'all seem to stay the same Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryna play the game And ain't it shameful how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth To a baby that took two to make Coward nigga you a fake How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back Then go start another family Dawg what type of shit is that She said it's okay rub my head and told me to relax Laid a nigga down proper like she was recordin' tracks I know you wanna change the world But for the night please Just reach over and hit the lights please Lights please lights please turn off the lights For now everything just seems so right And how you make the darkness seem so bright I'm feeling like things gon' be alright I'm feeling like things gon' be alright I know Heaven is a mind state I've been a couple times Stuck in my ways so I keep on falling down Keep on fallin' down Yeah I got some niggas that still owe me an apology I'ma be the bigger man just like I always be Eventually but right now that's hard for me I'm dreaming violent I can't tolerate disloyalty So I'ma see you when I see you know that day comin' I pray that on that day you slip and say something I never fantasize 'bout murder 'cause I'm still sane But I can't seem to fight this urge to make you feel pain I know that vengeance is the Lord's and it's not for me I know the punishment for you is that you not with me You place your value on the bitches that you got with me I had to cut some people off 'cause they was using me My heart is big I want to give too much and usually I send the bread and don't hear back for like two months now You hit my phone you need a loan oh I'm a crutch now I had to learn I never had shit You never would split you was hood rich I couldn't get a dollar from you I remember that It was blurry for a while but now it's coming back Time will tell who is on my side I mean well but I can't stop my pride I know Heaven is a mind state I've been a couple times Stuck in my ways so I keep on fallin' down Keep on fallin' down yeah Time will tell who is on my side Listen this is a meditation for me A practice in being present There's nowhere I need to be Except right here with you Folding clothes Watching Netflix Catching up on our shows Eating breakfast Raisin Bran in my bowl With bananas and some almond milk I never thought I'd see the day I'm drinking almond milk Niggas from the hood is the best actors We the ones that got to wear our face backwards Put your frown on before they think you soft Never smile long or take your defense off Acting tough so much we start to feel hard Live from the city where they pull cards I got a Glock and a little nine Ready for the day a nigga pull mine Niggas from the hood is the best actors Gotta learn to speak in ways that's unnatural Just to make it through the job interviews If my niggas heard me they'd say Damn what's gotten into you Just trying to make it dog somehow Peeking through the blinds I see the sun now I see you're still sleeping and it feels like Maybe everything is gon' be alright How long can I survive with this mentality Things fall down but don't stop now Oh won't stop now Trials and tribulations I'm facing In this age of information I hate this shit 'Cause niggas hit my phone when they want some shit Bitches hit my phone when they want some dick Damn it won't be long before I disappear You call it runnin' I call it escapin' Start a new life in a foreign location Similar to my niggas duckin' cases Can't take the possible time that he faces How long can I survive with this mentality Things fall down but don't stop now I've got a feeling that there's somethin' more Something that holds us together The strangest feeling but I can't be sure Something that's old as forever I got thoughts can't control Got me down got me low Rest my mind rest my soul When I blow when I blow Am I wrong let them know Feels so right to let things go Don't think twice this is me This is how I should be But I'm aggravated without it My saddest days are without it My Saturdays are the loudest I'm blowing strong Some niggas graduated to powder I dabble later I doubt it My database of narcotics It's growing long But I'm aggravated without it My saddest days are without it My Saturdays are the loudest I'm blowing strong Some niggas graduated to powder I dabble later I doubt it My database of narcotics I wrote this shit to talk about the word addiction To my niggas I hope you listening and I hope you listening This is for the whole fucking Ville I hope you're listening Smoking medical grade but I ain't got prescription All the way in Califronia where they ain't got precipitation feeling like the only one that made it And I hate it for my niggas 'cause they ain't got ambition Fuck did you expect you can blame it on condition Blame it on crack you can blame it on the system Blame it on the fact that twelve got jurisdiction To ride around in neighborhoods that they ain't ever lived in Blame it on the strain that you feel when daddy missing Blame it on Trump shit blame it on Clinton Blame it on trap music and the politicians Or the fact that every black boy wanna be Pippen But they only got twelve slots on the Pistons Blame it on the rain Milli Vanilli with the disk skip What I'm tryna say is the blame can go deep as seas Just to blame 'em all I would need like twenty CD's There's all sorts of trauma from drama that children see Type of shit that normally would call for therapy But you know just how it go in our community Keep that shit inside it don't matter how hard it be Fast forward them kids is grown and they blowing trees And popping pills due to chronic anxiety I been saw the problem but stay silent 'cause I ain't Jesus This ain't no trial if you desire go higher please But fuck that now I'm older I love you 'cause you my friend Without the drugs I want you be comfortable in your skin I know you so I know you still keep a lot of shit in You running from yourself and you buying product again I know you say it helps and no I'm not trying to offend But I know depression and drug addiction don't blend Reality distorts and then you get lost in the wind And I done seen the combo take niggas off the deep end One thing about your demons they bound to catch up one day I'd rather see you stand up and face them than run away I understand this message is not the coolest to say But if you down to try it I know of a better way I got thoughts can't control Got me down got me low Rest my mind rest my soul When I blow when I blow Am I wrong let them know Feels so right to let things go Don't think twice this is me This is how I should be Cop another bag of smoke today One night When me and my mom was about to go to bed All the doors was locked Then when I had fell asleep My mom had heard three gun shots It was to my cousin his name was Rod The one that came to pick me up He had been shot right through the face right in the neck And he got shot right in the stomach I put my hand to the sky I sing Grateful for the blessings you bring Thank you for the ones I love Forgive me for the times I was Down and confused I know What I reap is what I will sow Once again I find myself Back with you from my hell All I ever wanted was to hear them bitches holler back Get some money plus respect and now look I got all of that All I wanna do is see my granny on the other side All I wanna do is kill the man that made my momma cry All I wanna do is touch a platinum plaque and celebrate All I wanna do is keep my niggas out the yellow tape All I wanna do is see my granny on the other side All I wanna do is kill the man that made my momma cry Right now I'm starin' out the window of my Range and contemplating am I sane Have I sacrificed for fame My occupation's on my brain Thought that I could change it all if I had change But the niggas that I came up with way back is still the same I be tryna give 'em game like Santa did when Christmas came They be listenin' but it's clear to me they did not hear a thing It go in one ear and out the other like a bullet out the muzzle of a pistol shot by brothers standin' point-blank range Niggas bang in the Ville I always thought that shit was strange How you claim blood or 'cause when that was just a LA thing I don't mean no disrespect towards your set no I'm just sayin' That it seem like for acceptance niggas will do anything Niggas will rep any gang niggas will bust any head Niggas will risk everything point him out and then he dead He don't give a fuck he's on Henny and Xanny'd up Blowin' Tammy up bitch when you gon' give them panties up He gon' plant a seed but best believe he ain't man enough Just because yo' dick can spray semen it don't mean that you ready to let go of yo' childish ways The results are deadly Because that child will suffer and that's what can most affect me I won't forget you how could I with all you went through A bullet hit yo' cousin in Temple while he was with you And while you was talkin' I was tearin' up where's the tissue If you was my sister then I would kiss you and tell you that I'm sorry for the pain you had to live through I know I'm blessed because yo' stress is realer than anything I done been through I put my hand to the sky I sing Grateful for the blessings you bring Thank you for the ones I love Forgive me for the times I was Down and confused I know What I reap is what I will sow Once again I find myself Back with you from my hell All I ever wanted was to hear them bitches holler back Get some money plus respect and now look I got all of that God had saved him 'cause he still alive So why do y'all think that bad stuff happen Like why can't the world just be all nice things Because God is tryna um Warn us or teach us a lesson that we need to learn Or He's tryna warn us of He's comin' back to um see us and take us home and redo the world He's comin' back to um have us be His children and for us to see Him for the first time so we can rejoice with Him and have our time And after we do that He's gonna restart the world This is called being high as shit for hours That's the name of this song nigga American hypocrisy oh let me count the ways They came here seekin' freedom Then they end up ownin' slaves Justified it usin' Christianity which saves Religion don't mean shit there's too much ego in the way That's why ISIS is a crisis But in reality this country do the same shit Take a life and call it righteous Remember when Bin Laden got killed supposedly In a hotel lobby after a show was noticin' These white ladies watchin' CNN coverin' the action They read the headline and then they all started clappin' As if LeBron had just scored a basket at the buzzer I stood there for a second Watched them high-five each other But police still lettin' off on niggas in the Ville Claimin' that he reached for a gun They really think we dumb and got a death wish Now somebody's son is layin' breathless When I was a little boy my father lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota drove that bitch like it was Lexus Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Dallas Out there for the summer feelin' just like I was Alice Lost in the Wonderland where niggas still sufferin' Just like they was back home and that's wrong So now it's fuck the government They see my niggas strugglin' And they don't give a fuck at all and that's wrong yeah I had a convo with the President I paid to go and see him Thinkin' about the things I said I'd say when I would see him Feelin' nervous sittin' in a room full of white folks Thinkin' about the black man plight think I might choke Nope raised my hand and asked a man a question Does he see the struggle of his brothers in oppression And if so if you got all the power in the clout As the President what's keepin' you from helpin' niggas out Well I didn't say nigga but you catch my drift He looked me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather swift He broke the issues down And showed me he was well-aware I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother cared But dawg you in the chair what's the hold up There's things that I wanna fix but you know this shit nigga politics Don't stop fightin' and don't stop believin' You can make the world better For your kids before you leave it Change is slow always has been always will be But fuck that I'ma bust back 'til they kill me Change is slow always has been always will be But fuck that I'ma bust back until they kill me and feel me Here's a thought for my revolutionary heart Take a deeper look at history it's there to pick apart See the people at the top They get to do just what they want 'Til after a while the people at the bottom finally get smart Tired of livin' here destitution Fuck that lootin' Can you tell me what's the best solution I used to think it was to overthrow oppressors see If we destroy the system that means we'll have less of greed But see it's not that simple I got to thinkin' about the history of human nature While this instrumental played Then I realized somethin' that made Me wonder if revolution was really ever the way Before you trip and throw a fit over these words I say Think about this shit for a second you heard the way The children in abusive households grow up Knockin' girlfriends out cold yeah that's called a cycle Abused becomes the abuser and that's just how life go You get the power but you know what power does to man Corruption always leads us to the same shit again So when you talk 'bout revolution Dawg I hear just what you sayin' What good is takin' over When we know what you gon' do The only real revolution happens right inside of you I said what good is takin' over When we know what you gon' do The only real revolution happens right inside of you nigga Seems like I always had crushes on chicks I couldn't have And then I end up fuckin' with someone I shouldn't have See in my mind it's like I'm perfect for her I gotta show her But sadly in reality dog I don't even know her But still somehow she got my mind infatuated Absolutely fascinated With the thoughts of what she might be like Time after time after time I had to wait and Is fate procrastinatin' I can take it 'cause I might be right 'cause it's Oh shit she passed me on the boulevard Aye tell me is it stalkin' if I follow her Like all the way home without her knowin' Nah nigga I'm just curious where she stay at Besides when I'm with her this gon' be the spot we lay at And maybe I'll just drive by occassionally And if one day I happen to see her outside she'll wave at me Imagine what she'll say to me This ain't no time to be afraid no more it's time for bravery No matter if my homies think I'm crazy This is the girl of my dreams Aye and is she good as what she seems Or am I lyin' to myself Aye should I try and get some help This is the girl of my dreams Is she as good as what she seems Or am I lyin' to myself Aye should I try and get some help Look I spot her walkin' in the mall Okay it's time to grow some balls if she really gon' be yours Oh my God I'm walkin' towards her My mind's screamin' stop But my legs keep walkin' forward Straighten up your face nigga she see you comin' for her My heartbeat racin' and my hands keep shakin' Say somethin' you shy motherfucker she's waitin' What's up girl don't mean to interrupt But in the city I done met a lot of women but You from my dreams and will you come true I know about a show that we can catch Some rap and you should come through Besides if I went with you then I don't really think my man would like that Okay you say you got a man I mean I definitely understand I'm happy for you really am I couldn't have been the only fan In the world of a girl like you I mean you're beautiful and I'm sure he's a very nice dude It ain't no biggie Well I'm sure that I'm gon' see you 'round the city Only thing I ask if shit don't work out for y'all Then don't forget me And don't act like a stranger when you see me on the scene I came up with a world-class scheme to get So I find out the nigga name Know exactly where he stayin' Find out when he leave for work Hold up nigga is you sane I'ma follow in my car I'ma cut in front of his Run him right into the wall Maybe even off the bridge I give her a little time Then console her while she cryin' She gon' take that as a sign Finally she will be mine I'll be king and she'll be queen When I hit her with the ring At the wedding who gon' sing This is the girl of my dreams And is she good as what she seems Or am I lyin' to myself Aye should I try and get some help This is the girl of my dreams Is she as good as what she seems Or am I lyin' to myself Think I should try and get some help Lotta shit happens like being in show business A lot of shit happens like I make a lot of money you know And I'm really happy about it And I'm not bragging I just wanna say something But wait a minute wait a minute Hey if my father was alive today I would go home and say Niggas hating on me I ain't used to that Know a couple people wanna shoot for that Them niggas tryna blow and ain't need me for that And if it work for them well shit I'm cool with that 'Cause how they feel I ain't got shit to do with that I just sit back on cool and watch my paper stack And trip off how much bread them crackers take from that It's been a long time since I have felt this way About something but now but now I'm controlling my mind the days are warm The nights are cold the lost is found I'm found Lord knows I need something to fill this void Hell yeah boy I'm a goddamn millionaire now Hell yeah nigga they can't tell me shit now bro hell no fuck that Bitch got my first motherfuckin' million dollar check nigga I'm goddamn lit boy you crazy as hell Hold up it's my phone real quick it's my Unc' Uncle Sam and shit Yeah I pay taxes so much taxes shit don't make sense Where do my dollars go You see lately I ain't been convinced I guess they say my dollars supposed to build roads and schools But my niggas barely graduate they ain't got the tools Maybe 'cause the tax dollars that I make sure I send Get spent hirin' some teachers that don't look like them And the curriculum be tricking them dollars I spend Got us learning about the heroes with the whitest of skin One thing about the men that's controlling the pen That write history they always seem to white-out they sins Maybe we'll never see a black man in the White House again I'll write a check to the IRS my pockets get slim Damn do I even have a say 'bout where it's goin' Some older nigga told me to start votin' Democracy is too fuckin' slow If I'm givin' y'all this hard-earned bread I wanna know Better yet let me decide bitch it's two thousand and eighteen Let me pick the things I'm funding from an app on my screen Better that than letting wack congressman I've never seen Dictate where my money go straight into the palms of some Money-hungry company that make guns that circulate the country And then wind up in my hood making bloody clothes Stray bullet hit a young boy with a snotty nose From the concrete he was prolly rose Now his body froze and nobody knows what to tell his mother He did good at the white man schools unlike his brother Who was lost in the streets all day not using rubbers So right now he got two on the way Still sleep on covers in his mama house She can't take this shit no more she want him out On the morning of the funeral just as she's walking out Wiping tears away grabbing her keys and sunglasses She remember that she gotta file her taxes damn Free from pain free from scars Free to sing free from bars Free my dawgs you're free to go Block is hot the streets is cold Free to love to each his own Free from bills free from pills You roll it loud the speakers blow Life get hard you ease your soul It cleanse ya mind learn to fly Then reach the stars you take the time They say that dreams come true And when they do that there's a beautiful thing Now do you wanna do you wanna be happy I said do you wanna do you wanna be free I said do you wanna do you wanna be This is a public service announcement Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records And so my fellow Americans Ask not what your country can do for you Ask what you can do for your country Load the clip in the chopper flip the script and get Oscars All my niggas is mobsters all my bitches is doctors Cole World this just the tip of the iceberg So talk shit and taste the tip of the Mossberg Don't trip nigga they just words Though my words tend to sound like Proverbs Niggas don't see the preachers 'til we dead in the hearse Granny broke 'cause she always givin' bread to the Church Now pastor Mason Betha in a Lambo And little niggas holdin' desert eagles like they Rambo Bumpin' my shit always wondered why they fuck with my shit I hope it's 'bout the knowledge not about who's suckin' my dick But oh well I'm gon' sell like I had no bail For my chain and my piece I should've won Nobel Ill boy you cold nigga yeah I know nigga Only young nigga do it better than the old niggas Took chances slow dance with the devil bitch Overcomin' the circumstances we hella rich Since you all in my business this what I tell a bitch If you ain't fuckin' me don't fuck with me this life on the edge Green dollars splurged all on embellishments My fellowship paid don't need to cop my fellas shit Scoopin' hoes in the party some Cinderella shit Smash for the hell of it livin' life on the edge Miss America petty thoughts Just to floss pay any and every cost Heavy heart as I sit in this Range countin' thousands out Am I about dollars or about change Am I about knowledge or about brains Freedom or big chains they don't feel my pain Blood on my sneakers no remorse for the grievers He played the corner like Revis he should've had better defense That's how I'm feelin' blood spillin' I love killin' Niggas'll swear that they it this is as rare as it gets Rap game changed this is embarrassing shit Bunch of bitches posin' on some old Miss America shit I was a wilder nigga back on my therapist shit moving careless as shit In a city where niggas really don't care who they hit Who the fuck was I Just a young little nigga tryin' to see the other side Of the railroad tracks where them scarecrows at No brains on a nigga but they'll air your back Fuck the man Uncle Sam I won't sell your crack I won't fight your wars I won't wear your hat I'ma pass your classes I'mma learn your craft I'ma fuck your daughters I'mma burn your flag Took chances slow dance with the devil bitch Overcomin' the circumstances we hella rich Since you all in my business this what I tell a bitch If you ain't fuckin' me don't fuck with me this life on the edge Green dollars splurged all on embellishments My fellowship paid don't need to cop my fellas shit Scoopin' hoes in the party some Cinderella shit Smash for the hell of it livin' life on the edge Miss America petty thoughts Just to floss pay any and every cost Heavy heart as I sit in this Range countin' thousands out Am I about dollars or about change Am I about knowledge or about brains Freedom or big chains they don't feel my pain They don't feel my pain They'll never feel my pain And they'll never play this shit on the radio Roll up and smoke my sins away I'd like to go to St. Tropez Maybe I'll go maybe I'll stay Maybe I'll stay She asked me if I'm scared to fly To tell the truth I'm terrified I never been that high before Very bad reason not to go Terrible reason not to go Ay from the door I showed you my scars If we at war then this is a war that I can't afford no I wanted more but that was before From the corner of my eye baby It's been hard for me to smile Lately it's been hard for me to smile You curse my name in spite to put me to shame Hang my laundry in the streets dirty or clean And baby it's amazin' I'm in this maze with you I just can't crack your code One day you screamin' you love me loud The next day you're so cold One day you're here one day you're there one day you care Sippin' from your cup 'til it runneth over Blue told me remind you niggas Fuck that shit y'all talking 'bout I'm the nigga Caught up in all these lights and cameras But look what that shit did to Hammer Goddamn it I like it Bright lights is enticin' but look what it did to Tyson All that money in one night thirty mil' for one fight But soon as all the money blows all the pigeons take flight Fuck the fame keep cheatin' on me What I do I took her back Fool me twice that's my bad I can't even blame her for that Enough to make me wanna murder Momma please just get my bail I know nobody to blame Kurt Cobain I did it to myself And we all just entertainers And we're stupid and contagious And we all just entertainers And baby it's amazin' I'm in this maze with you I just can't crack your code One day you screamin' you love me loud The next day you're so cold One day you're here one day you're there one day you care Sippin' from your cup 'til it runneth over Now I got tattoos on my body Psycho bitches in my lobby I got haters in the paper photo shoots with paparazzi Can't even take my daughter for a walk See 'em by the corner store I feel like I'm cornered off Enough is enough I'm callin' this off Who the fuck I'm kiddin' though I'm gettin' high sittin' low Slidin' by in that big body curtains all in my window This fame hurt but this chain worse I think back you asked the same person If this is all you had to deal with Nigga deal with this shit ain't work This light work camera snappin' my eyes hurt Niggas dying back where I was birthed Fuck your iris and the IRS Get the hell up off your high horse You got the shit that niggas die for dry yours Why you mad Take the good with the bad Or throw the baby out with that bath water Nigga you survived you still gettin' bigger Nigga living the life vanilla wafers in a villa Illest nigga alive Michael Jackson's Thriller And baby it's amazin' I'm in this maze with you I just can't crack your code One day you screamin' you love me loud The next day you're so cold One day you're here one day you're there one day you care Sippin' from your cup 'til it runneth over You get the air out my lungs whenever you need it And you take the blade right out my heart Just so you can watch me bleed And I still don't know why I love you so much yeah And you play this game in spite to drive me insane I got it tattooed on my sleeve Forever in ink with guess whose name But I still don't know why our love is so much And baby it's amazin' I'm in this maze with you I just can't crack your code One day you screamin' you love me loud The next day you're so cold One day you're here one day you're there one day you care Sippin' from your cup 'til it runneth over Who wants that perfect love story anyway Who wants that hero love that saves the day anyway What about the bad guy goes good yeah An innocent love I'm misunderstood yeah Black hour glass our glass Toast to cliches in a dark past Girl get to bustin' before the cops come running Fuck what you say boys in blue say I hear sirens while we make love Loud as hell but they don't know They're nowhere near us I will hold your heart and your gun I don't care if they come no I know it's crazy but I'm an outlaw got an outlaw chick Bumping 2Pac on my outlaw shit Matching tats this Ink don't come off Even if rings come off if things ring off My nails get dirty my past ain't pretty My lady is my Mercedes is My baby momma harder than a lot of you niggas Keep it hundred hit the lottery niggas You ain't about that life ain't gotta lie to me nigga You know it's till the death I hope it's obvi to niggas Cross the line speak about mine I'ma wave this Tec-9 I'm a geek about mine Touch a nigga where his rib at I click clack Push your mothafuckin' wig back I did that I been wilding since a juvi she was a good girl 'til she knew me now she is in the drop bustin' Uey's screaming Deeper than words beyond right Die for your love beyond life Sweet as a Jesus piece beyond ice Blind me baby with your neon lights Ray Bans on police in sight Oh what a beautiful death let's both wear white If you go to heaven and they bring me to hell Just sneak out and meet me bring a box of L's She fell in love with the bad guy the bad guy What you doing with them rap guys them rap guys They ain't see potential in me girl but you see it I hear sirens while we make love Loud as hell but they don't know They're nowhere near us I will hold your heart and your gun Piss Bordeaux and Burgundies flush out a Riesling When Hov's out them hoes out y'all put y'all weaves in and Clap for a nigga with his rapping ass Blow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass Spent all my euros on tuxes and weird clothes I party with weirdos yeah Hov yeah Hov I don't pop molly I rock Tom Ford International bring back the Concorde Numbers don't lie check the scoreboard Tom Ford Tom Ford Tom Ford Hands down got the best flow sound I'm so special Sound boy burial this my Wayne Perry flow Y'all know nothing 'bout Wayne Perry though District of Columbia guns on y'all Tumblrs Fuck hashtags and retweets nigga One hundred and forty characters in these streets nigga Pardon my laughing y'all only flagging on beats nigga Pardon my laughing I happen to think you sweet I don't pop molly I rock Tom Ford International bring back the Concorde Numbers don't lie check the scoreboard House nigga don't fuck with me I'm a field nigga go shine cutlery Go play the quarters where the butlers be I'ma play the corners where the hustlers be Please don't die over the neighborhood that your mama rentin' Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood that's how you rinse it Wish I could take it back to the beginnin' You wanna know what's more important than throwin' away money at a strip club Credit You ever wonder why Jewish people own all the property in America This how they did it Financial freedom my only hope Fuck livin' rich and dyin' broke But I'm tryin' to give you a million dollars worth of game for nine dollars ninety-nine I turned my life into a nice first week release date Y'all out here still takin' advances huh Me and my niggas takin' real chances uh There's a disconnect we don't call that money over here yeah Look I apologize often womanize Took for my child to be born see through a woman's eyes Took for these natural twins to believe in miracles Took me too long for this song I don't deserve you I harassed you out in Paris We talked for hours when you were on tour That was my proposal for us to go steady That was your twenty-first birthday You matured faster than me I wasn't ready I seen the innocence leave your eyes I still mourn this death and I apologize for all the stillborns 'cause I wasn't present Your body wouldn't accept it I apologize to all the women whom I toyed with your emotions 'Cause I was emotionless And I apologize 'cause at your best you are love And because I fall short of what I say I'm all about Your eyes leave with the soul that your body once housed And you stare blankly into space Thinkin' of all the time you wasted it on all this basic shit I apologize our love was one for the ages and I contained us And all this ratchet shit and we more expansive Not meant to cry and die alone in these mansions Or sleep with our back turned We supposed to vacay 'til our backs burn We're supposed to laugh 'til our heart stops And then meet in a space where the dark stop And let love light the way Like the men before me I cut off my nose to spite my face I never wanted another woman to know Something about me that you didn't know I promised I cried I couldn't hold I will be emotionally available if I invited you over I stew over what if you over my shit And if my children knew I don't even know what I would do If they ain't look at me the same I would prob'ly die with all the shame What good is a menage à trois when you have a soulmate If I wasn't a superhero in your face My heart breaks for the day I have to explain my mistakes And the mask goes away And Santa Claus is fake And you go online and see For Blue's tooth the tooth fairy didn't pay I just landed in Europe nigga Shoppin' bags I'm a tourist nigga Money talk I speak fluent nigga Reeboks on I just do it nigga Look at me I'm pure nigga I bet the hoes on my tour nigga I don't bop I do the money dance My bitch whip cost a hundred grand Red vert you see me slide Fuck with me you know I got it All hail Caesar's home niggas Cent'anni ciao bella Come money dance with the good fellas Hov keep gettin' that dinero got it Even if a nigga gotta rob it get it Black Jack in a casino A nigga got unlimited credit A nigga got a lot of vendettas But we the Black mob we gonna set it Peel off in a Lamborghini Countach Not bad for a mulignan Y'all know like we know I got it I'm ridin' big comin' down that beach Geechi niggas with satin sheets Bad bitch she a masterpiece Got a bad bitch she a master peace Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to DeNiro but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra and since I made it here I can make it anywhere yeah they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem hola my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway Brought me back to that McDonalds Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry Cruising down 8th street off-white Lexus Driving so slow but BK is from Texas Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga I be Spiked out I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from New York concrete jungle Where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York You're welcome OG I made you hot nigga Shit I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can You should know I bleed Blue but I ain't a Crip though But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot corners where we sellin' rocks Afrika Bambaataa shit home of the hip-hop Yellow cab gypsy cab dollar cab holla back For foreigners it ain't fair they act like they forgot how to add Eight million stories out there in the naked city It's a pity half of y'all won't make it If Jeezy's paying LeBron I'm paying Dwyane Wade Three dice Cee-lo three card Monte Labor Day Parade rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty long live the World Trade Long live the king yo I'm from the Empire State that's Lights is blindin' girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick the side lines is Lined with casualties who sip the life casually Then gradually become worse don't bite the apple Eve Caught up in the in-crowd now you're in-style And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out The city of sin is a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad the city's filled with 'em Mami took a bus trip and now she got her bust out Everybody ride her just like a bus route And Jesus can't save you life starts when the church ends Came here for school graduated to the high life Ball players rap stars addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feeling like a champion The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien New York concrete jungle Where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York Elephant tusk on the bow of a sailing lady docked on the Ivory Coast Mercedes in a row winding down the road I hope my black skin don't dirt this white tuxedo before the Basquiat show And if so well fuck it fuck it Because this water drown my family this water mixed my blood This water tells my story this water knows it all Go ahead and spill some champagne in the water Go ahead and watch the sun blaze on the waves of the ocean Dope boy still smelling like cocaina White boat white robe can he be more cleaner The oil spill that BP ain't clean up I'm anti-Santa Maria Only Christopher we acknowledge is Wallace I don't even like Washingtons in my pocket Black card go hard when I'm shopping Boat dock in front of Hermes picking cotton Silk and fleeces lay on my Jesus Oh my God I hope y'all don't get seasick See me in shit you never saw If it wasn't for these pictures they wouldn't see me at all Aww whole world's in awe I crash through glass ceilings I break through closed doors I'm on the ocean I'm in heaven Elephant tusk on the bow of a sailing lady docked on the Ivory Coast Mercedes in a row winding down the road I hope my black skin don't dirt this white tuxedo before the Basquiat show And if so well fuck it fuck it Because this water drown my family this water mixed my blood This water tells my story this water knows it all Go ahead and spill some champagne in the water Go ahead and watch the sun blaze on the waves of the ocean Winding dirt roads on mopeds spilling Opus Welcome to the magnum opus the Magna Carta The best-selling author Decoded On the holiday playin' Strange Fruit If I'ma make it to a billi I can't take the same route Swoosh that's the sound of the border Swoosh and that's the sound of a baller Muhammad Hovi my back against the rope The black Maybach I'm back inside the boat Shepard Fairey they finally gave me some hope Can't believe they got a nigga to vote Democrat Nope I sold dope In trouble waters I had to learn how to float On the ocean I'm in heaven Elephant tusk on the bow of a sailing lady docked on the Ivory Coast Mercedes in a row winding down the road I hope my black skin don't dirt this white tuxedo before the Basquiat show And if so well fuck it fuck it Because this water drown my family this water mixed my blood This water tells my story this water knows it all Go ahead and spill some champagne in the water Go ahead and watch the sun blaze on the waves of the ocean If you're havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son I got ninety-nine problems but a bitch ain't one I've got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics that say he's Money Cash Hoes I'm from the hood stupid What type of facts are those If you grew up with holes in your zapatos You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough Fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward Got beef with radio if I don't play they show They don't play my hits well I don't give a shit so Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads Fuckers I don't know what you take me as Or understand the intelligence that Jay Z has I'm from rags to riches niggas I ain't dumb Ninety-nine problems but a bitch ain't one If you're havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son The year is ninety-four in my trunk is raw In my rearview mirror is the motherfuckin' law Got two choices y'all pull over the car or Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor And I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case So I pull over to the side of the road Son do you know why I'm stopping you for 'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low Do I look like a mind reader sir I don't know Am I under arrest or should I guess some more License and registration and step out of the car Are you carrying a weapon on you I know a lot of you are I ain't steppin' out of shit all my paper's legit Well do you mind if I look around the car a little bit Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk in the back And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that Aren't you sharp as a tack You some type of lawyer or something Somebody important or something Well I ain't passed the bar but I know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong-arm a ho This is not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy But a pussy havin' no goddamn sense try and push me I try to ignore him talk to the Lord Pray for him but some fools just love to perform You know the type loud as a motorbike But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight And only thing that's gon' happen is I'ma get to clappin' And he and his boys gonna be yappin' to the Captain And there I go trapped in the Kit-Kat again Back through the system with the riff-raff again Fiends on the floor scratchin' again Paparazzis with they cameras snappin' em D.A. try to give a nigga shaft again Half a mil' for bail 'cause I'm African All because this fool was harassin' them Tryin' to play the boy like he's saccharine But ain't nothin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun Ninety-nine problems but a bitch ain't one If you're havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son I got ninety-nine problems but a bitch ain't one hit me You crazy for this one Rick I just want a Picasso in my casa no my castle I'm a hassa no I'm an asshole I'm never satisfied can't knock my hustle I wanna Rothko no I want a brothel No I want a wife that fuck me like a prostitute Let's make love on a million In a dirty hotel with the fan on the ceiling All for the love of drug dealing Marble floors gold ceilings Oh what a feeling fuck it I want a billion Jeff Koons balloons I just wanna blow up Condos in my condos I wanna row of Bacons and turkey bacons smell the aroma It ain't hard to tell I'm the new Jean Michel Surrounded by Warhols my whole team ball Twin Bugattis outside the Art Basel I just wanna live life colossal Leonardo Da Vinci flows Riccardo Tisci Givenchy clothes See me throning at the Met Vogueing on these niggas champagne on my breath yes House like the Louvre or the Tate Modern 'Cause I be going ape at the auction Oh what a feeling aw fuck it I want a trillion Sleeping every night next to Mona Lisa The modern day version with better features Yellow Basquiat in my kitchen corner Go 'head lean on that shit Blue you own it I never stuck my cock in the fox's box but Damned if I ain't open Pandora's box They try to slander your man on CNN and Fox My Mirandas don't stand a chance with cops I could if I would but I can't I'm hot And you blow I'm still the man to watch Hublot on my left hand or not Soon I step out the booth the cameras pops Niggas is cool with it 'til the canons pop Now my hand on the Bible on the stand Got your man in a jam again got my hands in cuff I'm like goddamn enough I put down the cans and they ran amok My hairpin pierce skin ruptures spleens Cracks ribs go through cribs and other things No sympathy for the king huh Niggas even talk about your baby crazy Eventually the pendulum swings Don't forget America this how you made me Come through with the 'Ye mask on What's it gon take for me to go For you to see I'm the modern day Pablo Picasso baby Kill Jay Z they'll never love you You'll never be enough let's just keep it real Jay Z Fuck Jay Z I mean you shot your own brother How can we know if we can trust Jay Z And you know better nigga I know you do But you gotta do better boy you owe it to Blue You had no father you had the armor But you got a daughter gotta get softer Die Jay Z this ain't back in the days You don't need an alibi Jay Z Cry Jay Z we know the pain is real But you can't heal what you never reveal What's up Jay Z You know you owe the truth To all the youth that fell in love with Jay Z You got people you love you sold drugs to You got high on the life that shit drugged you You walkin' around like you invincible You dropped outta school you lost your principles I know people backstab you I felt bad too But this 'fuck everybody' attitude ain't natural But you ain't a saint this ain't kumbaye But you got hurt because you did cool by 'Ye You gave him twenty million without blinkin' He gave you twenty minutes on stage fuck was he thinkin' But if everybody's crazy you're the one that's insane Crazy how life works You got a knot in your chest imagine how a knife hurts You stabbed Un over some records Let go your ego over your right shoulder You egged Solange on Knowin' all along all you had to say you was wrong You almost went Eric Benet Let the baddest girl in the world get away I don't even know what else to say Nigga never go Eric Benet I don't even know what you woulda done In the future other niggas playin' football with your son You woulda lost it Thirteen bottles of Ace of Spade what it did to Boston Nah Jay Z Bye Jay Z Motherfuckers say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined The same dude you gave nothin' I made somethin' doin' What I do through and through and I give you the news with a twist it's just his ghetto point of view The renegade you been afraid I penetrate pop culture Bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they pop toasters And they live with they moms got dropped roadsters From botched robberies niggas crouched over Mami's knocked up 'cause she wasn't watched over Knocked down by some clown Now how that sound to ya Jot it down I bring you through the ghetto without ridin' round Hidin' down duckin' strays From frustrated youths stuck in they ways Just read a magazine that fucked up my day How you rate music that thugs with nothin' relate to it Can't step in my pants can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth you'll lose your tie and your shirt Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute 'Cause see they call me a menace And if the shoe fits I'll wear it But if it don't then y'all will swallow the truth grin and bear it Now who's the king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics Who could inherit the title put the youth in hysterics Usin' his music to steer it sharin' his views and his merits But there's a huge interference They're sayin' you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America As a motherfuckin' drug addict like you didn't experiment That's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror And see yourself as a kid again and you get embarrassed And I got nothin' to do but make you look stupid as parents You fuckin' do-gooders too bad you couldn't do good at marriage And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't think you do so stay tuned And keep your ears glued to the stereo Renegade Never been afraid to say What's on my mind at any given time of day 'cause I'm a renegade Never been afraid to talk about anything I had to hustle my back to the wall ashy knuckles Pockets filled with a lotta lint not a cent Gotta vent lotta innocent lives lost on the project bench What you hollerin' Gotta pay rent bring dollars in By the bodega iron under my coat Feelin' braver durag wrappin' my waves up pockets full of hope Do not step to me I'm awkward I box lefty An orphan my pops left me And often my momma wasn't home Could not stress to me I wasn't grown 'Specially on nights I brought somethin' home To quiet the stomach rumblings My demeanor thirty years my senior My childhood didn't mean much only raisin' green up Raisin' my fingers to critics Raisin' my head to the sky Big I did it multi before I die No lie just know I chose my own fate I drove by the fork in the road and went straight See I'm a poet to some a regular modern-day Shakespeare Jesus Christ the king of these Latter-day Saints here To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me as A monger of hate satanist scatter-brained atheist But that ain't the case see it's a matter of taste We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is Or is he the latter a gateway to escape Media scapegoat who they can be mad at today See it's as easy as cake simple as whistlin' Dixie While I'm wavin' the pistol at sixty Christians against me Go to war with the Mormons take a bath with the Catholics In holy water no wonder they tried to hold me under longer I'm a motherfuckin' spiteful delightful eyeful The new Ice Cube motherfuckers hate to like you What did I do I'm just a kid from the gutter Makin' his butter off these bloodsuckers 'cause I'm a muh'fuckin' renegade Never been afraid to say what's on my mind at any given time of day 'cause I'm a renegade Never been afraid to talk about anything I done turned Havana to Atlanta Guayabera shirts and bandanas Every time you think they got me I switch the planner Bulletproof this radio scanners Balling 'til they ban us You getting too much bread they try to jam you Boy from the hood but got White House clearance Sorry y'all I don't agree with y'all parents Politicians never did shit for me Except lie to me distort history Wanna give me jail time and a fine Fine let me commit a real crime I might buy a kilo for Chief Keef Out of spite I just might flood these streets Hear the freedom in my speech Got an onion from Universal read it and weep Would've brought the Nets to Brooklyn for free Except I made millions off it you fuckin' dweeb I still own the building I'm still keeping my seat Y'all buy that bullshit you'd better keep y'all receipt Chill you gonna get me impeached But you don't need this shit anyway chill with me on the beach Y'all must want to start a revolution You know whenever I'm threatened I start shooting Catch a body head to Houston I'm in Cuba I love Cubans This communist talk is so confusing When it's from China the very mic that I'm using Idiot wind the Bob Dylan of rap music You're an idiot baby you should become a student Oh you gonna learn today Where the fuck have you been The world's under new management The new role model fuck this Zoolander shit My nigga got that cocaina on today That's how he feel turn my vocal up That's how you feel Emory My wife in the crib feedin' the kids liquid gold We in a whole different mode Kid that used to pitch bricks can't be pigeonholed I cooked up more chicken when the kitchen closed Uh we gon' reach a billi' first I told my wife the spiritual shit really work Alhamdulillah I run through 'em all Hovi's home all these phonies come to a halt All this old talk left me confused You'd rather be old rich me or new you And old niggas y'all stop actin' brand new Like 2Pac ain't have a nose ring too huh Nobody wins when the family feuds But my stash can't fit into Steve Harvey's suit I'm clear why I'm here how about you Ain't no such thing as an ugly billionaire I'm cute pretty much If anybody gettin' handsome checks it should be us Fuck rap crack cocaine Nah we did that Black-owned things Hundred percent Black-owned champagne And we merrily eatin' off these streams But we ain't get through to you yet uh What's better than one billionaire Two 'Specially if they're from the same hue as you Y'all stop me when I stop tellin' the truth I would say I'm the realest nigga rappin' But that ain't even a statement That's like sayin' I'm the tallest midget Wait that ain't politically correct forget it Yeah I'll fuck up a good thing if you let me Let me alone Becky A man that don't take care his family can't be rich I'll watch Godfather I miss that whole shit My consciousness was Michael's common sense I missed the karma that came as a consequence Niggas bustin' off through the curtains 'cause she hurtin' Kay losin' the babies 'cause their future's uncertain Nobody wins when the family feuds We all screwed 'cause we never had the tools I'm tryna fix you I'm tryna get these niggas with no stripes to be official Y'all think small I think Biggie Y'all whole pass is in danger ten Mississippi Al Sharpton in the mirror takin' selfies How is him or Pill Cosby supposed to help me Old niggas never accepted me New niggas is the reason I stopped drinkin' Dos Equis We all lose when the family feuds What's better than one billionaire Two The takeover the break's over nigga Hey lil soldier you ain't ready for war R.O.C. too strong for y'all It's like bringin' a knife to a gunfight pen to a test Your chest in the line of fire with your thin-ass vest You bringin' them boys to men how them boys gonna win This is grown man B.I. get you rolled into triage bi-atch Your reach ain't long enough dunny Your peeps ain't strong enough fucker Roc-A-Fella is the army better yet the navy Niggas'll kidnap your babies spit at your lady We bring knife to fistfight kill your drama We kill you motherfuckin' ants with a sledgehammer Don't let me do it to you dunny 'cause I overdo it So you won't confuse it with just rap music I don't care if you Mobb Deep I hold triggers to crews You little fuck I got money stacks bigger than you When I was pushin' weight back in eighty-eight You was a ballerina I got the pictures I seen ya Well we don't believe you you need more people Roc-A-Fella students of the game we passed the class 'Cause nobody can read you dudes like we do Trust me on this one I'll detach you Mind from spirit body from soul They'll have to hold a mass put your body in a hole No you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked I sold what your whole album sold in my first week You guys don't want it with Hov Ask Nas he don't want it with Hov no I know you miss it Nas the But along with celebrity comes about seventy shots to your frame You's the fag model for Karl Kani Esco ads Went from Nasty Nas to Esco's trash Had a spark when you started but now you're just garbage Fell from top ten to not mentioned at all Matter of fact you had the worst flow on the whole fuckin' song But I know the sun don't shine then son don't shine That's why your career's come to an end It's only so long fake thugs can pretend Nigga you ain't live it you witnessed it from your folks' pad You scribbled it in your notepad and created your life I showed you your first Smith Wesson on tour with Large Professor Then I heard your album about your Smith Wesson on the dresser So yeah I sampled your voice you was usin' it wrong You made it a hot line I made it a hot song And you ain't get a coin nigga you was gettin' fucked then Use your imagination you said you've been in this ten I've been in it five smarten up Nas Four albums in ten years nigga I could divide That's one every let's say two two of them shits was due One was nah the other was Illmatic Nigga switch up your flow your shit is garbage What you tryin' to kick knowledge You niggas gonna learn to respect the king Don't be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen Because you-know-who did you-know-what With you-know-who but let's keep that between me and you A wise man told me don't argue with fools 'Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who So stop with that childish shit nigga I'm grown Please leave it alone don't throw rocks at the throne Do not bark up that tree that tree will fall on you I don't know why your advisers ain't forewarn you Please not Jay he's not for play I don't slack a minute all that thug rappin' and gimmicks I will end it all that yappin' be finished You are not deep you made your bed now sleep Don't make me expose you to them folks that don't know you Nigga I know you well all the stolen jewels Twinkletoes you're breakin' my heart You can't fuck with me go play somewhere I'm busy And all you other cats throwin' shots at Jigga You only get half a bar fuck y'all niggas Have you ever been to heaven Have you ever seen the gates Have you bowed unto your highness And do you know how heaven taste Knock me down Arm leg leg arm head this is God body Knowledge wisdom freedom understanding we just want our equality Food clothing shelter help a nigga find some peace Happiness for a gangsta ain't no love in these streets Conspiracy theorist screaming Illuminati They can't believe this much skill is in the human body Aw fuck it you got me Question religion question it all Question existence until them questions are solved Meanwhile this heretic I be out in Marrakesh Morocco smoking hashish with my fellowship Y'all dwell on devil shit I'm in a Diablo Yellow shit color of Jell-O shit Hello bitch it's me again Fresh in my Easter clothes feeling like Jesus and Have you ever been to heaven Have you ever seen the gates Have you bowed unto your highness And do you know how heaven taste Knock me down That's me in the corner that's me in the spotlight Losing my religion losing my religion Getting ghost in the Ghost can you see me Can you see me Have mercy on a Judas angel wings on a 'ghini I'm secular tell the hecklers seckle down Y'all religion creates division like my Maybach partition And God is my chauffeur boy they love Hova From the south side of Chi to Brooklyn where I growed up I confess God in the flesh Live among the serpents turn arenas into churches I'm like Michael recycle these are not sixteen These are verses from the Bible Tell that preacher he's a preacher I'm a motherfuckin' prophet Smoke a tree of knowledge drink from a gold chalice You gotta love it I arrive at the pearly gates I had luggage meaning I had baggage Niggas asking me questions I don't answer to these busters Only God could judge us motherfuckers uh Heaven or Hell the cards we been dealt Are the cards that we play Die for what you believe only one god recedes When the shots spray Hit ya ass on the celly 'cause I ain't got time To be arguing with your ass if you ain't really ready Girl why you never ready For as long as you took You better look like Halle Berryor Beyonce Shit then we getting married I brought sand to the beach 'cause my beach is better You can keep ya beach 'cause that beach whatever Started out at The Darby ended up at 1 Oak Left the house with hundred grand ended up near broke Don't get mad at me I'm buying bucket after bucket When it's gone I'm like fuck it I replace it with another one Can't take this money with you Burn this shit up like I'm Richard Niggas asking is the oven on Feel it comin' in the air Hear the screams from everywhere I'm addicted to the thrill It's a dangerous love affair Can't be scared when it goes down Got a problem tell me now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gon' run this town tonight We gon' run this town We are yeah I said it we are This is Roc Nation pledge your allegiance Get your fatigues on all black everything Black cards black cars all black everything And our girls are blackbirds ridin' with they Dillingers I get more in depth if you boys really real enough This is la Familia I'll explain later But for now let me get back to this paper I'm a couple bands down and I'm tryin' to get back I gave Doug a grip and lost a flip for five stacks Yeah I'm talkin' 5 comma 6 zeros dot zero here Doug Back to runnin' circles round niggas now we squared up Life's a game but it's not fair I break the rules so I don't care So I keep doin' my own thang Walkin' tall against the rain Victory's within the mile Almost there don't give up now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gon' run this town tonight Who's gon' run this town tonight We are yeah I said it we are You can call me Caesar in a dark Caesar Please follow the leader so Eric B we are Microphone fiend this the return of the God Peace God ah ah it ain't no nobody fresher I'm in Maison ah Martin Margiela On the table screamin' We got a banquette full of broads They got a table full of fellas Yeah and they ain't spendin' no cake They should throw their hand in 'Cause they ain't got no spades Yeah my whole team got dough So my banquette is lookin' like millionaires' row Life's a game but it's not fair I break the rules so I don't care So I keep doin' my own thang Walkin' tall against the rain Victory's within the mile Almost there don't give up now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gon' run this town tonight Who's gon' run this town tonight It's crazy how you can go from bein' Joe Blow To everybody on your dick no homo I bought my whole family whips no Volvos Next time I'm in church please no photos Police escorts everybody passports This the life that everybody ask for This the fast life we are on a crash course What you think I rap for to push a fuckin' Rav 4 But I know that if I stay stunting All these girls only gon' want one thing I can spend my whole life goodwill hunting Only good gon' come is this good when I'm cumming She got a ass that'll swallow up a G-string And up top ungh two bee stings And I'm beasting off the Riesling And my nigga just made it out the precinct We give a damn about the drama that your dude bring I'm just tryin' to change the color on your mood ring Reebok baby you need to try some new things Have you ever had shoes without shoe strings You trippin' when you ain't sippin' have a refill You feelin' like you runnin' huh Now you know how we feel Slammin' Bentley doors like we invented doors Twenty years ago we drove Bentley Azures We drinkin' Cristal then Yeah kept the tray on me like Chris Paul then Drinkin' Ace of Spades like it's codeine now Tryna put a million on the whole team now Push through the pain so we can see new life So all the ladies havin' babies see a sacrifice Mama had four kids but she's a lesbian Had to pretend so long that she's a thespian Had to hide in the closet so she medicate Society shame and the pain was too much to take Cried tears of joy when you fell in love Don't matter to me if it's a him or her I just wanna see you smile through all the hate Marie Antoinette baby let 'em eat cake Bad times turn to good memories smile Even when I'm gone and you remember me smile Good times never fade away smile Even if I'm not with you here today smile Good morn' or evening friends Here's your friendly announcer Far as draft picks my name did not get called Bet before I go I put a billion on the board Hall of Fame Hov I did it all without a pen Y'all knew that was comin' I had to remind y'all again huh Flyin' paper planes through the projects Now the whole projects on my jet Now you see the real in the front row In every one of y'all televised shows Niggas switched sides traded pride we don't do all that A loss ain't a loss it's a lesson Appreciate the pain it's a blessin' Bad times turn to good memories smile Even when I'm gone and you remember me smile Good times never fade away smile Even if I'm not with you here today smile Good morn' or evening friends I mastered my aesthetics I know you often heard me wax poetic 'Bout bein' back in the Lexus But trust me that was nothin' a nigga up in The hundreds of millions I have no ceilings Ah this that feelin' I'm that boy The separation is clear in my rear-view mirror Objects is further than they appear Oh yeah I was born with a pair playin' for high stakes Norman's Cay he looked up and out of the Lear How niggas can't relate Fuck a slice of the apple pie want my own cake In charge of my own fate respect Jimmy Iovine But he gotta respect the Elohim as a whole new regime And niggas playin' for power huh So our music is ours niggas own their own houses That blood money I giggle at it Can't even support my miss' habit Jewelry shoppin' for papa all ya jewelers should be embarrassed Huh blood diamonds drippin' with guilt I still ain't trippin' That's life winners and losers Drug dealers and abusers America likes me ruthless My therapist said I relapsed God sent me to break the chain I'm the true and livin' God in the flesh the rest of these niggas is vain A stain on the white suit inferior IQ Niggas'll rip your shit off iTunes just to spite you Niggas'll love you but hate you 'cause they can't be you Dump 'em all in the bayou uh Everybody wave bye to the guy you thought you could lie to This was meant to be a haiku huh But my story's too wide to fit inside the line or two Oh these that drugs heron flow I spaz on the stove This is Hov no flex zone nigga who lied to you Look you a pedestrian don't ever question the security I provided you Oh y'all thought I was washed I'm at the cleaners Launderin' dirty money like the Teamsters huh Shout out to Hoffa back home he in the church When I heard you got booked that shit hurt Fear for you bro we know the system don't work Take a young nigga freedom over some dirt Yet it's legal in Colorado yet we deny Black entrepreneurs free enterprise That's why it's a black market that's why it's called the trap That's why it's called the projects 'cause it's exactly that All these people was gon' kill me heh 'Cause the more I reveal me the more they 'fraid of the real me Welcome back Carter smile Living in the shadow Can you imagine what kind of life it is to live In the shadows people see you as happy and free Because that's what you want them to see Living two lives happy but not free You live in the shadows for fear of someone hurting your family or the person you love The world is changing and they say it's time to be free But you live with the fear of just being me Living in the shadow feels like the safe place to be No harm for them no harm for me But life is short and it's time to be free Love who you love because life isn't guaranteed Smile Picture all the possibilities Sounds like a love song The most incredible baby I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry Good dude I know you love me like cooked food Even though a nigga gotta move like a crook move We was together on the block since free lunch We should have been together havin' Four Seasons brunch We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather So now we travel first class to change the forecast Never in bunches just me and you I loved your point of view 'cause you held no punches Still I left you for months on end It's been months since I checked back in We're somewhere in a small town Somewhere lockin' a mall down Woodgrain four and change Armor All'd down I can understand why you want a divorce now Though I can't let you know it pride won't let me show it Pretend to be heroic that's just one to grow with But deep inside a nigga so sick Watchin' Bonnie and Clyde pretendin' to be that shit Shopping sprees pull out your Visa quick A nigga had very bad credit you helped me lease that whip You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6 We was so happy poor but when we got rich That's when our signals got crossed and we got flipped Rather mine I don't know what made me leave that shit It was the cheese helped them bitches get amnesia quick I used to cut up they buddies now they sayin' they love me Used to tell they friends I was ugly and wouldn't touch me Then I showed up in that dubbed out buggy And then they got fuzzy And they don't remember that and I don't remember you A face of stone was shocked on the other end of the phone Word back home is that you had a special friend So what was oh so special then You have given away without gettin' at me That's your fault how many times you forgiven me How was I to know that you was plain sick of me I know the way a nigga livin' was whack But you don't get a nigga back like that Shit I'm a man with pride you don't do shit like that You don't just pick up and leave and leave me sick like that You don't throw away what we had just like that I was just fuckin' them girls I was gon' get right back They say you can't turn a bad girl good But once a good girl's gone bad she's gone forever I'll mourn forever shit I've got to live with the fact I did you wrong forever You know I thug 'em fuck 'em love 'em leave 'em 'Cause I don't fuckin' need 'em Take 'em out the hood keep 'em lookin' good But I don't fuckin' feed 'em First time they fuss I'm breezin' I'm a pimp in every sense of the word Bitch better trust and believe 'em In the cut where I keep 'em 'Til I need a nut 'til I need to beat the guts Let 'em play with the dick in the truck Many chicks wanna put Jigga's fists in cuffs Divorce him and split his bucks Just because you got good head I'ma break bread so you can be livin' it up Shit I part with nothin' y'all be frontin' Me give my heart to a woman Not for nothin' never happen I'll be forever mackin' Heart cold as assassins I got no passion I got no patience and I hate waitin' Ho get your ass in and let's ride Nigga it's the big Southern rap impresario Comin' straight up out the black barrio Makes a mill' up off a sorry ho Then sit back and peep my scenario Oops my bad that's my scenario No I can't fuck a scary ho Now every time every place everywhere we go Now these motherfuckers know we carry mo' We don't pull it out over little shit And if you catch a lick when I spit Then it won't be a little hit Go read a book you illiterate son of a bitch And step up your vocab Don't be surprised if your ho stab out with me And you see us comin' down on yo' Livin' ghetto-fabulous so mad you just can't take it But nigga if you hatin' I Then you wait while I get your bitch butt-naked Just break it you gotta pay like you weigh Wet with two pairs of clothes on Now get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin' to the track Timbaland let me spit my prose on Pump it up in the pro-zone That's the track that we breakin' these hoes on Ain't the track that we flows on But when shit get hot then the Glock start poppin' like ozone We keep hoes crunk like Trigger-man For real it don't get no bigger man Don't trip let's flip gettin' throwed on the flip Gettin' blowed with the motherfuckin' Jigga Man fool Smokin' out pourin' up Keepin' lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood In my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball Holla at broads at the mall If he up watch him fall Nigga I can't fuck with y'all If I wasn't rappin' baby I would still be ridin' Mercedes Comin' down and sippin' daily No record 'til whitey pay me now what y'all know about them Texas boys Comin' down in candied toys Smokin' weed and talkin' noise On the canopy my stamina be Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee MTV jam of the week Made my money quick then back to the streets But still sittin' on blades sippin' that Ray Standin' on the corner of my block hustlin' Still gettin' that cane Half what I paid slippin' right through customs It'll sell by night its egg shell white I got so many grams if the man find out It will land me in jail for life But I'm still big pimpin' spendin' cheese With Bun B Pimp C and Timothy We got bitches in the back of the truck Laughin' it up Jigga Man that's what's up Bally shoes Gucci sneakers Pharrell's a pharaoh peep the features Unlaced adidas Top of the world like pyramids in Giza Fila sweats eighty-eight I rocked a mock neck Carried a nine in my projects Now I'm smoking loud in Ibiza My whole life is leisure Gangsta lean like the Pisa The Feds is perched like an owl Real niggas all feel the hook What you know about going out head west Bought my sidekicks Suzuki Jeeps and Cherokees Hoop earrings coupes with the rear cameras I'm not your average dope dealer Silver Toyotas four runners and four wheelers Windows tinted white girl all in it Allow me to re-introduce myself My name is Hov I guess even back then you can call me Fresh out the fryin' pan into the fire I be the music biz number one supplier Flyer than a piece of paper bearin' my name Got the hottest chick in the game wearin' my chain that's right I check cheddar like a food inspector So that's what I'ma do take you back to the dude With the Lexus fast-forward the jewels and the necklace Let me tell you dudes what I do to protect this I shoot at you actors like movie directors This ain't a movie dog I done came through the block in everything that's fly I'm like Che Guevara with bling on I'm complex I never claimed to have wings on Get your umbrellas out because that's when I brainstorm You can blame Shawn but I ain't invent the game I just rolled the dice trying to get some change And I'd do it twice ain't no sense in me Lying as if I am a different man And I could blame my environment but There ain't no reason why I be buying expensive chains Hope you don't think users are the only abusers Niggas getting high within the game If you do then how would you explain I'm ten years removed still the vibe is in my veins I got a hustler spirit nigga period Check out my hat yo peep the way I wear it Check out my swag' yo I walk like a ballplayer No matter where you go you are what you are player And you can try to change but that's just the top layer Man you was who you was before you got here Only God can judge me so I'm gone Either love me or leave me alone Now back to our regularly scheduled program The Black Album The devil the haters the bloggers The papers the labels they labeled me But they can't relate to our struggle my nigga We came up from slavery Apologies go out to all of my fans 'cause they waited so patiently This one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels that prayed for me A milli a milli niggas love me 'cause I'm ill The greatest story ever told niggas in the field From Solomon to Sambo to Django it's fact I'm the Farrakhan of rap and I get it from the wheel Who ran around in the three The trap gods raised me Face all on the Sphinx Story all in the wall of the pyramids Niggas know the Black God saved me You can blow the nose off that won't change it Obamacare won't heal all that anguish We came a long way from the bottom of the boat All praise to the Mahdi we found our language Gold necklace middle finger erected God tribe of Shabazz stylin' on the record Lost sons of Muhammad we wildin' in the wreckage Asha du illah illaha is the message All these niggas I got to fight one All these devils I got to strike some All these rebels just waitin' on the war cry Roc Nation celebration Motivation elevation Nigga we made it from slaves on a slaveship Live from the cotton fields straight to the spaceship Kinda makes me wonder why the hell so many people are tryna tell me to slow down Seems like motherfuckers should be shuttin' the hell up and enjoyin' the show Hop off the slave ship Popped off my chain and took it to Jacob I got it gold plated Walked in that bitch like Nigga we made it I own my own masters You know I ain't missin' no royalty statements I can't be rated damn Hov stunt on them haters Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so much art talk Silly me rappin' 'bout shit that I really bought While these rappers rap about guns they ain't shot And a bunch of other silly shit that they ain't got I'm on my Lupita Nyong'o Stuntin' on stage after Twelve Years A Slave This Ace of Spades look like an Oscar Black tux look like a mobster Don't make me yah nigga watch your tone I come to court with black boxers on Y'all hella jealous of my melatonin I could black out at any given moment I'm God G is the seventh letter made So when my arms and feet shackled I still get paid All praises due I'm ready to chase the Yakub back into caves These are the last days but do I seem fazed Showed up to the last supper in some brand new J's I'm the true and livin' book of Hov New religion 8th wonder of the world alien superstition You're blind baby Blind to the fact of who you are maybe My bloodline's crazy Kings and queens and Michael Jordan rings I go estupido sucio The flow is filthy y'all can't kill me I've been inoculated from the snakes and the fakes And your corny handshakes cock sucker we made it Shout out to old Jews and old rules New blacks with new stacks I already been the king Retro act I'm just bringing it back like Jordan Packs New money they looking down on me Blue bloods they trying to clown on me You can turn up your nose high society Never gone turn down the homie Knock knock I'm at your neighbor house Straight cash I bought ya neighbor out You should come to the housewarming Come and see what your new neighbor 'bout Yellow Lambo in the driveway A buck thirty-five I'm on the highway Frank Sinatra on my Sonos Loud as fuck I did it my way A million sold before the album dropped White Lexus before I had a deal Ask Bun B about me This ain't no snap back a nigga been trill By the way fuck your mag You ain't gotta count it my nigga I can add Oh I'm so good at math Might crash ya Internet And I ain't even into that When I was talking Instagram Last thing you wanted was your picture snapped Feds still lurking They see I'm still putting work in 'Cause somewhere in America Miley Cyrus is still twerkin' They can't keep a good man down Always keep a smile when they want me to frowns Keep the vibes and they stood my grounds They will never ever take my crown Who Jah bless I say no man curse Things gettin' better when they thought it would be worse Here comes the officers askin' for a search They found no weapon just only a draw of herbs You in the presence of a king Scratch that you in the presence of a God Put in the belly of the beast I escaped a nigga never had a job Scott Boras you over baby Robinson Cano you coming with me These niggas like rotary phones It's a new day hit up KD Niggas always try to knock a nigga down Knock me to my knees about a million times Uncle said I'll never sell a million records I sold a million records like a million times These niggas shouldn't let me in I ball so hard on ESPN See my name come across on CNN 'bout 6 minutes you gonna see me again Shit on me these niggas tried to shit on me I was left for dead they tried to wipe me out of they history If Fear is your only God Get y'all to fear me is my only job Bulletproof glass like the Pope Bulletproof love niggas down since the yolk Bitch asked if I was God fuck I'm supposed to say no You already seen me turn a man to a goat You already know what I could do with the coke Dropped it in the water made it disappear I made it reappear I had that bitch on a rope I make my roof get ghost bottom grill I make my tooth get gold All the shit I did I wasn't supposed to live Hallelujah Hov Wasn't for the 'caine wouldn't be able Wasn't for the bread probably be dead Best friends become ya enemies niggas' knives are double-edged Shit on me these niggas tried to shit on me I was left for dead they tried to wipe me out of your history Shit on me these niggas tried to shit on me I was left for dead they tried to wipe me out of they history Now greetings to the world Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard Shawn was on that gospel shit I was on the total fuckin' opposite Shit stuff a million dollars in the sock drawer That's a war chest in case you need your chest knocked off Y'all be talkin' crazy under them IG pictures So when you get to hell you tell 'em Blanco sent ya I can't take no threats I got a set of twins Those were just the words you'll never hear again For the final time you don't believe these fools I've never seen a worker rock so many jewels I've never seen the runner with so many cars Y'all couldn't stop me you're not as tough as you say you are My advice is just don't be too nice to niggas Just set the price so niggas'll live your life my nigga Once upon a time in the projects Shawn was in flight mode I bought a Pyrex I was movin' them kilos help you move your peoples Sometimes you need your ego gotta remind these fools Who they effin' with and we got FN's too We the only ones really movin' like y'all say y'all do We still movin' like y'all niggas say y'all did Emory passed you niggas and he did a bid Got the heart of a giant don't you ever forget Don't you never forget Jigga got this shit poppin' I pulled out the pot when we was outta options Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga HOV Put that drum in your ear don't get Srem'd Niggas could not be further I fathered your style Birth of a Nation Nat Turner style Uh y'all make me turn up all this talkin' down Uh niggas is skippin' leg day just to run they mouth I be skippin' leg day I still run the world I pressed ahead of your team with one finger curled I'll line you all up with one finger wave Make niggas weave niggas is out here fake Laced front to the back don't front Y'all gonna make me wig I'ma give y'all what you want Can't you see it's my ambition I come to nice up the whole nation I come to nice up the whole nation I don't give a God damn I don't give a God damn When mi come a dance and mi spliff and Guinness Yow crowd of people go and mind yuh business This a hunting season mek I tell you hunting season Well I tell ya something season yow this a hunting season Cake and dumpling season spinners and dumpling season Don't play by the king love is all I and I bring you know Niggas wanna kidnap wifey Good luck with that bruh You must gonna hide your whole family What you think we wearing black for Ready for that war ready for that war ready You ain't ready yo you radio you ain't really ready Real shit chyea Alpo bought his bricks here Elvis got his records took it's like we got our seventh gear NFL investigations oh don't make me laugh FBI investigation we stood up to that Facts only everything real in my raps only Every nigga real in my clique really Everyone's a movie star you got to film me My brothers is my brother like my brother is My niggas is my brother like my mother kids Not just in good times that's that sucka shit But in war times it's just what it is Head of the family all my niggas bosses though Y'all don't understand we talk that shit bosses know Triple fuckin' OG what's up to my nigga Juan Tell these niggas pull their fuckin' skirt down I could see their ovaries Niggas snitching switching teams out here telling bitches things Industry talk behind your back ain't nobody got time for that Facts only everything real in my raps only Every nigga real in my clique really Even the girls keep it two hundred and trilly Me and destiny got a date Martin had a dream Hov got a team My chain already heavy don't let me get a ring Parades down Flatbush Confetti on my fur Turn right in Red Hook niggas heavy on the curb See most my niggas died early twenties or late teens I'm just trying to come from under the thumb of this regime One percent of a billion more than niggas even seen Still they wanna act like it's an everyday thing clean High Yellow sky dweller and the rose gold Legend of the summer in the Rose Bowl Came through Pasadena in the low-low Just to show respect to the cholos Feelin' like a stranger in my own land Got me feeling like Brody in Homeland I just want a shot to show my genius Standing on the top hold my penis America tried to emasculate the greats Murder Malcolm gave Cassius the shakes Wait tell them rumble young man rumble Try to dim your lights tell you be humble You know I'm gon' shine like a trillion watts You know a nigga trill as Michael Jackson socks Sendin' light out to Compton and the hundred blocks Lil bastard boy basking on top He in a Cadillac me I'm in the Maybach This ain't grey sweat suits and white tube socks This is black leather pants and a pair of Stance Socks is my synopsis is clear Got stripclubs feeling like Oxford I swear Teacher-teacher I'm trying to unteach ya All the shit they taught y'all they got you all in the bleachers When you front row at the Knicks game those the Spike Lees You front row everywhere you in the H.O.V.'s Jordan 1's and dungarees And that's just the half of my warpath Make a million another million let my niggas make a million 'til we all check a billion shit it's just the way I'm feeling We have yet to see a ceiling we just top what we top 'Cause the bars don't struggle and the struggle don't stop Just fuck up this world The most amazing feeling I feel Words can't describe the feeling for real Baby I paint the sky blue My greatest creation was you Glory False alarms and false starts All made better by the sound of your heart All the pain of the last time I prayed so hard it was the last time Your mama said that you danced for her Did you wiggle your hands for her Everything that I prayed for God's gift I wish I woulda prayed more God makes no mistakes I made a few Rough sledding here and there but I made it through I wreak havoc on the world Get ready for part two A younger smarter faster me So a pinch of Hov a whole glass of Bey Your Grandpop died of nigga failure Then he died of liver failure Deep down he was a good man Goddamn I can't deliver failure Two years old shopping on Savile Row Hard not to spoil you rotten looking like little me The most beautifulest thing in this world Is daddy's little girl You don't yet know what swag is but you was made in Paris And Mama woke up the next day and shot her album package Last time the miscarriage was so tragic We was afraid you'd disappear but nah baby you magic So there you have it shit happens Just make sure the plane you on is bigger than your carry-on baggage Everybody go through stuff Life is a gift love open it up You're a child of destiny You're the child of my destiny You're my child with the child from Destiny's Child That's a hell of a recipe Look for me Young B cruisin' down the Westside Highway Doin' what we like to do our way Eyes behind shades This necklace the reason all of my dates been blind dates But today I got my thoroughest girl with me I'm mashin' the gas she's grabbin' the wheel it's trippy How hard she rides with me the new Bobby and Whitney Only time we don't speak is during Sex and the City She gets Carrie fever but soon as the show's over She's right back to being my soldier 'Cause mami's a rider and I'm a roller Put us together how they gon' stop both us Whatever she lacks I'm right over her shoulder When I'm off track mami is keepin' me focused So let's lock this down like it's supposed to be The problem is you dudes treat the one that you lovin' With the same respect that you treat the one that you humpin' That ain't 'bout nothin' If ever you mad about somethin' It won't be that oh no it won't be that I don't be at places where we comfy at And no I ain't perfect Nobody walkin' this earth's surface is But girlfriend work with the kid I keep you workin' that Hermès Birkin bag Manolo Blahnik Timbs Aviator lens The only time you wear Burberry to swim And I don't have to worry only worry is him She do anything necessary for him And I do anything necessary for her So don't let the necessary occur yep If I was your girlfriend I'll be there for you if somebody hurts you Even if that somebody was me Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be And so I put this on my life Nobody or nothing will ever come between us And I promise I'll give my life My love and my trust if you was my boyfriend Put this on my life The air that I breathe in all that I believe in I promise I'll give my life And all of my trust if you was my boyfriend Let's do this for these babies Mercedes truck fuck houses on acres Life changed again I was already taking off My flight changed again Slight change of winds It's barely noon and my wife changed again Baby need Pampers Daddy need at least three weeks in the Hamptons Please don't judge me only hugged the block I thought my daddy didn't love me My baby getting chubby Cue that Stevie Wonder music aww isn't she lovely Now I'm staring at her praying that things don't get ugly And I'm stuck in that old cycle like wife leaves hubby Fuck joint custody I need a joint right now Just the thought alone fucks with me This ain't my first time at the rodeo I dream filthy Mixed me with Jamaican And I know I'm not perfect baby I done been through so much trauma it gonna be hard to reverse it With some doctors and some nurses maybe Teach me on how to treat a lady open doors on the 'Cedes This relationship shit is complicated All I know if we ain't speaking everyday I fucking hate it I don't wanna duplicate it I seen my mom and pop drive each other mothafuckin' crazy And I got that nigga blood in me I got his ego and his temper all is missing is the drugs in me Father never taught me how to be a father treat a mother I don't wanna have to just repeat another leave another Baby with no daddy want no momma drama I just wanna take her back to a time when everything was calmer Out in Paris on a terrace watching the Eiffel Tower And a Ferris wheel yet and still nothing could prepare us For the beauty that you be Blue be Looking in your eyes is like a mirror have to face my fears Cheer up why can't you just be happy Without these back and forth thoughts you too much like your daddy Badly I just wanna spent more time with him Sadly life wouldn't let me get around with him Now I got my own daughter taught her how to take her first steps Cut the cord watch her take her first breath And I'm trying and I'm lying if I said I wasn't scared But in life and death if I ain't here High on life I could die from the fall imagine if I hit the floor Apologies in order to Blue Ivy my daughter If it was up to me you would be with me sort of like daddy dearest Ladies and gentlemen Let's put our hands together for this dynasty Welcome ladies and gentlemen To the eighth wonder of the world Thanks for coming out tonight You could've been anywhere in the world But you're here with me I appreciate that Was herbing 'em in the home of the Terrapins Got it dirt cheap for them Plus if they was short with cheese I would work with them Brought in weed got rid of that dirt for them For sheezy my neezy keep my arms so breezy Can't leave rap alone the game needs me Haters want me clapped in chrome it ain't easy Cops want to knock me D.A. wants to box me in But somehow I beat them charges like Rocky Not guilty he who does not feel me Is not real to me therefore he doesn't exist I do this for my culture to let them know What a nigga look like when a nigga in a roaster Show them how to move in a room full of vultures Industry is shady it needs to be taken over Label owners hate me I'm raising the status quo up I'm overcharging niggas for what they did to the Cold Crush Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hoed us We can talk but money talks so talk mo' bucks Hov is back life stories told through rap Niggas acting like I sold you crack Like I told you sell drugs no Hov did that So hopefully you won't have to go through that I was raised in the projects roaches and rats Smokers out back sellin' their mama's sofa Lookouts on the corner focused on the ave Ladies in the window focused on the kinfolk Me under a lamppost why I got my hand closed Crack's in my palm watching the long arm of the law So you know I seen it all before I've seen Hoop Dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight To try and to fail the two things I hate Succeed and this rap game the two things that's great This shit is wicked on these mean streets None of my friends speak we're all tryna win But then again maybe it's for the best though 'Cause when they're sayin' too much You know they're tryna get you touched Whoever said illegal was the easy way out Couldn't understand the mechanics And the workings of the underworld granted Nine-to-five is how you survive I ain't tryna survive I'm tryna live it to the limit and love it a lot Life ills poisoned my body I used to say fuck mic skills I never prayed to God I prayed to Gotti That's right it's wickedthat's life I live it Ain't askin' for forgiveness for my sins ends I break bread with the late heads Pickin' their brains for angles on all the evils that the game'll do It gets dangerous money and power is changin' us And now we're lethal infected with D'evils We used to fight for building blocks Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killin' The closest of friends when we first started But grew apart as the money grew and soon grew black-hearted Thinkin' back when we first learned to use rubbers He never learned so in turn I'm kidnappin' his baby's mother My hand around her collar feedin' her cheese She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced I kept feedin' her money 'til her shit started to make sense Who could ever foresee We used to stay up all night at slumber parties Now I'm tryna rock this bitch to sleep All the years we were real close Now I see his fears through her tears Know she's wishin' we were still close Don't cry it is to be in time I'll take away your miseries and make it mine D'evils My flesh no nigga could test my soul is possessed By D'evils in the form of diamonds and Lexuses The Exorcist got me doin' sticks Homie you don't know me but the whole world owe me strip Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fuckin' life So now I'm down for whatever ain't nothin' nice Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly But now this higher learning got the Remy in me Liquor's invaded my kidneys Got me ready to lick off Momma forgive me I can't be held accountable D'evils beatin' me down boo Got me runnin' with guys makin' G's tellin' lies that sound true Come test me I never cower For the love of money son I'm givin' lead showers Stop screamin' you know the demon said it's best to die And even if Jehovah witness bet he'll never testify D'evils From standin' on the corners boppin' To drivin' some of the hottest cars New York has ever seen For droppin' some of the hottest verses rap has ever heard From the dope spot with the smoke Glock Fleein' the murder scene you know me well From nightmares of a lonely cell my only hell But since when y'all niggas know me to fail Fuck naw Where all my niggas with the rubber grips bust shots And if you with me mama rub on your tits and what-not I'm from the school of the hard knocks you must not Let outsiders violate our blocks and my plot Let's stick up the world and split it fifty fifty Let's take the dough and stay real jiggy And sip the Cris' and get pissy-pissy Flow infinitely like the memory of my nigga Biggie baby You know it's hell when I come through The life and times of Shawn Carter nigga Volume 2 Y'all niggas get ready I flow for those 'dro'ed out All my niggas locked down in the ten by four controllin' the house We live in hard knocks We don't take over we borrow blocks Burn 'em down and you can have it back Daddy I'd rather that I flow for chicks wishin' they ain't have to strip to pay tuition I see your vision mama I put my money on the longshots All my ballers that's born to clock Know I'ma be on top whether I perform or not I went from lukewarm to hot Sleepin' on futons and cots to King Size Green machines to green 5's I've seen pies let the thing between my eyes analyze Life's ills then I put it down type Braille I'm tight grill with the phony Rappers y'all might feel we homies Shit I'm tight grill when my situation ain't improvin' I don't know how to sleep I gotta eat stay on my toes Got a lotta beef so logically I prey on my foes Hustlin' is still inside of me and as far as progress You'd be hard-pressed to find another rapper hot as me I gave you prophecy on my first joint and y'all lamed out Didn't really appreciate it 'til the second one came out So I stretched the game out etched your name out Put Jigga on top and dropped albums non-stop for ya nigga It's the hard knock life for us Instead of treated we get tricked Instead of kisses we get kicked It's the hard knock life Let's dance in style let's dance for a while Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies Hoping for the best but expecting the worst Are you gonna drop the bomb or not Let us die young or let us live forever We don't have the power but we never say never Sitting in a sandpit life is a short trip The music's for the sad man So we livin' life like a video Where the sun is always out and you never get old And the champagne's always cold and the music is always good And the pretty girls just happen to stop by in the hood And they hop they pretty ass up on the hood of that pretty ass car Without a wrinkle in today 'cause there's no tomorrow Just a picture perfect day that last a whole lifetime And it never ends 'cause all we have to do is hit rewind So let's just stay in the moment smoke some weed drink some wine Reminisce talk some shit forever young is in your mind Leave a mark they can't erase neither space nor time So when the director yells cut I'll be fine I'm forever young Forever young I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever and ever Forever young I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live foreveryoung Fear not when fear not why fear not much while we're alive Life is for living not living uptight 'til you're somewhere up in the sky Fear not die I'll be alive for a million years bye bye's Are not for legends I'm forever young my name shall survive Through the darkest blocks over kitchen stoves over Pyrex pots My name shall be passed down to generations While debatin' up in barbershops Young slung hung here showed that a nigga from here With a little ambition just what we can become here And as the father pass the story down to his son's ears Young'll get younger every year yeah So if you love me baby this is how you let me know Don't ever let me go that's how you let me know baby Forever young I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever and ever Forever young I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever young Slammin' Bentley doors hoppin' outta Porsches Poppin' up on Forbes' list gorgeous Niggas thought I lost it they be talking bullshit I be talking more shit they nauseous I'll be here forever you know I'm on my fall shit And I ain't with foreclosure I will never forfeit Less than four bars Guru bring the chorus in Did you get the picture yet I'm painting you a portrait Of young Forever young I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever and ever Yeah hah yeah Roc-A-Fella We invite you to somethin' epic you know Well we hustle out of a sense of hopelessness Sort of a desperation Through that desperation we become addicted Sort of like the fiends we accustomed to servin' But we feel we have nothin' to lose So we offer you well we offer our lives right What do you bring to the table While I'm watchin' every nigga watchin' me closely My shit is butter for the bread they wanna toast me I keep my head both of them where they supposed to be Hoes'll get you sidetracked then clapped from close feet I don't sleep I'm tired I feel wired like codeine these days A brother gotta admire me from four fiends away My pain wish it was quick to see From sellin' 'caine 'til brains was fried to a fricassee Can't lie at the time it never bothered me At the bar gettin' my thug on properly My squad and me lack of respect for authority Laughin' hard happy to be escapin' poverty however brief I know this game got valleys and peaks Expectation for dips for precipitation we stack chips hardly The youth I used to be soon to see a mill'in No more Big Willie my game has grown Prefer you call me William Illin' for revenues Rayful Edmond-like Channel 7 News round seven jewels head dead in the mic Forgettin' all I ever knew convenient amnesia I suggest you call my lawyer I know the procedure Lock my body can't trap my mind Easily explain why we adapt to crime I'd rather die enormous than live dormant that's how we on it Live at the main event I bet a trip to Maui on it Presidential suites my residential for the weekend Confidentially speakin' in codes since I sense you peekin' The NSX rental don't be fooled my game is mental We both out of town dog what you tryin' to get into Viva Las Vegas see ya later at the crap tables Meet me by the one that starts a G up This way no Fraud Willies present gamblin' they re-up And we can have a pleasant time sippin' margaritas My mind is infested with sick thoughts that circle Like a Lexus if driven wrong it's sure to hurt you Dual level like duplexes in unity My crew and me commit atrocities like we got immunity You guessed it manifest it In tangible goods platinum Rolex'd it We don't lease we buy the whole car as you should My confederation dead a nation Explode on detonation overload the mind of a said patient When it boils to steam it comes to it We all fiends gotta do it even righteous minds go through this True this the streets school us to spend our money foolish Bond with jewelers and watch for intruders I stepped it up another level meditated like a Buddhist Recruited lieutenants with ludicrous dreams of gettin' cream So I keep one eye open like CBS you see me stressed right Your eyes speak the truth when everything else lies May pretend that we kin but the vibes don't fly Bruh I survived readin' guys like you I'm surprised y'all think you can disguise y'all truths I seen eyes wide as they're about to shoot You can be a hairpin off and you can trigger your roots I wave to these haters don't give me dap You know the world can see just how phony you act bruh Y'all body language is all remedial How could you see the difference between you and I My crash course was much tougher 'Round friends who kill they friends Then hug their friends' mothers And show up at the funeral complete with blank stares Invisible ink I had to read things that wasn't there Memories may sneak down my cheek But I could see a side-eye in my sleep Ready for it deep breath fill up the void Eyes open them up check off the coins Still stingin' from tears they try to see you I'm ready for earth ready for real Solipsistic admit it I see you there So it seems so you seem I can't tell if you're image or are just the flare In my dreams in my dreams I sat down with Prince eye to eye He told me his wishes before he died Now Londell McMillan he must be color blind They only see green from them purple eyes They eyes hide they eyes high My eyes wide shut to all the lies These industry niggas they always been fishy But ain't no Biggie no lazy eye huh This guy had 'Slave' on his face You think he wanted the masters with his masters You greedy bastards sold tickets to walk through his house I'm surprised you ain't auction off the casket I've seen pure admiration become rivals I've been to Paris at least two times I've seen the Eiffel I've seen a eyeful Ready for it deep breath fill up the void Eyes open them up check off the coins Still stingin' from tears they try to see you I'm ready for earth ready for real Solipsistic admit it I see you there So it seems so you seem I can't tell if you're image or are just the flare In my dreams in my dreams I've been out of touch for a couple years I've been ready for this for real Hopin' I can touch what I see 'Cause I've been ready for you for real Look you've done enough Have you no sense of decency sir At long last have you left no sense of decency Eastside nigga with the feets high Nigga with that Lisa uh Talkin' about that Lisa nigga with that Westside nigga With that Eastside uh Kanyeezy you did it again you a genius nigga Lucifer son of the morning I'm gonna chase you out of Earth Lord forgive him he got them dark forces in him But he also got a righteous 'cause for sinning Emergency doctors performing procedures Jesus I ain't trying to be facetious but Leave niggas on death's door breathing on Respirators for killing my best boy haters On permanent hiatus as I skate In the Maybach Benz flyer than Sanaa Lathan In Los Angeles like an evangelist I can introduce you to your maker Bring you closer to nature ashes after they cremate you bastards Hope you been reading your psalms and chapters Paying your tithe being good Catholics I'm coming Yes this is holy war I wet y'all all with the holy water Spray from the Heckler-Koch automatic All the static shall cease to exist Like a sabbatical I throw couple at you take six Spread love to all of my dead thugs I pour out a little Louis to a head above Yessir and when I perish the meek shall inherit the Earth 'til that time it's on and popping church Like Don Bishop the fifth or palm cock either Lift up your soul or give you the holy ghost Please I leave you in somebody's cathedral for stunting like Evel Knievel I let you see where that bright light lead you The more you talk the more you irking us The more you gon' need memorial services The Black Album second verse is like Devil's pie save some dessert for us Man I gotta get my soul right I gotta get these devils out my life These cowards gonna make a nigga ride They won't be happy 'til somebody die Oh man I gotta get my soul right 'Fore I'm locked up for my whole life Every time it seems it's alright Somebody want they soul to rise I chase you off of this Earth I got dreams of holding a nine milla to Bob's killer These days I can't wake up with a dry pillow Gone but not forgotten homes I still feel ya So curse the day that birthed the bastard Who caused your church mass reverse the crash Reverse the blast then reverse the car Reverse the day and there you are Bobalob Lord forgive him we all have sinned But Bob's a good dude please let him in And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge Please blame it on the son of the morning thanks again I got a million ways to get it so choose one Ay bring it back bring it back Now double your money and make a stack I'm on to the next one on to the next one Somebody bring me back the money please hey Niggas want my old shit buy my old albums Niggas stuck on stupid I gotta keep it movin' Niggas make the same shit me I make The Blueprint Came in the Range hopped out the Lexus Every year since I been on that next shit Traded in the gold for the platinum Rolexes Now a nigga wrist match the status of my records Used to rock a throwback ballin on the corner Now I rock a tailored suit lookin like a owner No I'm not a Jonas Brother I'm a grown up No I'm not a virgin I use my cojones I move onward the only direction Can't be scared to fail in the search of perfection Gotta keep it fresh girl even when we sexin But don't be mad at him when it's on to the next one Fuck a throwback jersey 'cause we on to the next one And fuck that Auto-Tune 'cause we on And niggas don't be mad 'cause it's all about progression Loiterers should be arrested I used to drink Cristal the muh'fucker's racist So I switched gold bottles on to that Spade shit You gon' have another drink or you just gon' baby-sit On to the next one somebody call the waitress Baby I'm a boss I don't know what they do I don't get dropped I drop the label World can't hold me too much ambition Always knew it'd be like this when I was in the kitchen Niggas in the same spot me I'm dodgin raindrops Meanin I'm on vacay chillin on a big yacht Yeah I got on flip-flops white Louie boat shoes Y'all should grow the fuck up c'mere let me coach you Hold up Big Pimpin' in the house now Bought the land tore the muh'fuckin house down Bought the car tore the muh'fuckin roof off Ride clean I don't ever take the shoes off Bought the jeep tore the muh'fuckin doors off Foot out that bitch ride the shit like a skateboard Navigation on tryin to find my next thrill Feelin myself I don't even need an X pill Can't chill but my neck will Haters really gon' be mad off my next deal Uhh I don't know why they worry 'bout my pockets Meanwhile I had Oprah chillin in the projects Had her out in Bed-Stuy chillin on the steps Drinkin quarter waters I gotta be the best M.J. at Summer Jam Obama on the text Y'all should be afraid of what I'm gon' do next Hold up Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity This moment of honesty The world'll feel my truths All through my Hard Knock Lifetime A Gift and a Curse I gave you Volume after Volume of my work So you can feel my truths I built the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt Y'all can't fill my shoes From my Blueprint beginning to that Black Album ending Listen close you'll hear what I'm about Nigga feel my truths Pop died didn't cry didn't know him that well Between him doing heroin and me doing crack sales Put that in the eggshell standing at the tabernacle Rather the church pretending to be hurt wouldn't work So a smirk was all on my face Damn that man's face is just like my face So pop I forgive you for all the shit that I lived through It wasn't all your fault homie you got caught Into the same game I fought that Uncle Ray lost My big brothers and so many others I saw I'm just glad we got to see each other Talk and re-meet each other Save a place in Heaven 'til the next time we meet forever Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity This moment of honesty The world'll feel my truths All through my Hard Knock Lifetime A Gift and a Curse I gave you Volume after Volume of my work So you can feel my truths I built the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt Y'all can't fill my shoes From my Blueprint beginning to that Black Album ending Listen close you'll hear what I'm about Nigga feel my truths Music business hate me 'cause the industry ain't make me Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music I be making I dumbed down for my audience to double my dollars If skills sold truth be told I'd probably be lyrically Talib Kweli Truthfully I wanna rhyme like Common Sense When your cents got that much in common And you been hustling since your inception Fuck perception Go with what makes sense Since I know what I'm up against We as rappers must decide what's most important And I can't help the poor if I'm one of them So I got rich and gave back to me that's the win-win So next time you see the homie and his rims spin Just know my mind is working just like them Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity This moment of honesty The world'll feel my truths All through my Hard Knock Lifetime A Gift and a Curse I gave you Volume after Volume of my work So you can feel my truths I built the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt Y'all can't fill my shoes From my Blueprint beginning to that Black Album ending Listen close you'll hear what I'm about Nigga feel my truths My homie Sig' was on a tier where no tears should fall 'Cause he was on the block where no squares get off See in my inner circle all we do is ball 'Til we all got triangles on our wall Ain't just rapping for the platinum y'all record I recall 'cause I really been there before Four scores and seven years ago prepared the flow Prepared for war I should fear no man You don't hear me though these words ain't just 'pared to go In one ear out the other ear no Yo my balls and my word is alls I have What you gonna do to me nigga Scars will scab What you gonna box me homie I can dodge a jab Three shots couldn't touch me thank God for that I'm strong enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back And the whole BK nigga holla back Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity This moment of honesty The world'll feel my truths All through my Hard Knock Lifetime A Gift and a Curse I gave you Volume after Volume of my work So you can feel my truths I built the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt Y'all can't fill my shoes From my Blueprint beginning to that Black Album ending Listen close you'll hear what I'm about Nigga feel my truths Yeah got a lil' cold So bear with me Even when we win we gon' lose Y'all got the same fuckin' flows I don't know who is who We got the same fuckin' watch She don't got time to choose We got the same fuckin' moves Look I know killers you no killer huh Bathing Ape maybe not a gorilla huh Glorified seat filler huh Stop walkin' around like y'all made Thriller huh Fake Dracos all in the videos We show 'em we shoot 'em in my city though I don't post no threats on the Internet I just pose a threat blame Lenny S for that I don't be on the 'Gram goin' ham Givin' information to the pork that's all spam Please don't talk about guns that you ain't never gon' use Y'all niggas still signin' deals Still After all they done stole for real After what they done to our Lauryn Hill And y'all niggas is 'posed to be trill That's real talk when you behind on your taxes And you pawned all your chains And they run off with your masters And took it to Beverly Hills while we in Calabasas And my head is scratchin' 'cause that shit is backwards That shit ain't right Lucian is cool But Lucian don't write Doug ain't this tight So fuck what we sellin' fuck is we makin' 'Cause their grass is greener 'cause they always rakin' in mo' Back when ratchet was a ratchet and a vixen was a vixen And Jam Master Jay was alive I was mixin' Cookin' coke in the kitchen Back when Rodman was a Piston Mike was losin' to Isiah but he soon would get his sixth one Gave birth to my verbal imagination Assume a virtue if you have not Or better yet here's a verse from Hamlet So maybe I'm the one or maybe I'm crazy I'm from Marcy Houses where the boys die by the thousand Back when Pam was on Martin Yeah that's where it all started When Denzel was blottin' carpet I'll pack a nine millimeter When Slick Rick made Mona Lisa When Lisa Bonet was Beyonce of her day I had divas y'all Think I just popped up in this bitch like a fetus Nah Pregnant pause give you some second thoughts There's room on the bandwagon don't abort Streets is my artery the vein of my existence I'm the Gotham City heartbeat I started in lobbies now parley with Saudis I'm a Sufi to goofies I could prolly speak Farsi That's poetry reek of coca leaf in my past Came through the bushes smellin' like roses I need a trophy just for that Old Brooklyn not this new shit feel like a spoof Fat laces in your shoe I'm talkin' bustin' off the roof Hold a Uzi vertical let the thing smoke Y'all flirtin' with death I be winkin' through the scope Shout out to all the murderers turned murals Plural fuck the Federal Bureau Shout out to Nostrand Avenue Flushing Avenue Myrtle All the County of Kings may your ground stay fertile Shout out to Big Poppa Daddy Kane heroes Thus concludin' my concerto I heard motherfuckers sayin' they made Hov Niggas wasn't playin' they day-role So we parted ways like Ben and J-Lo I should have been did it but I been in a daze though I put friends over business end of the day though But when friends' business interests is Day Glow Ain't nothin' left to say though I guess we forgot what we came fo' Shoulda stayed in food and beverage Too much flossin' too much Sam Rothstein I ain't a bitch but I gotta divorce them Hov had to get the shallow shit up off him And I ain't even want to be famous Niggas is brainless to unnecessarily go through these changes And I ain't even know how it came to this Except that fame is the worst drug known to man It's stronger than heroin And still not see what you've become I know I'm guilty of it too but not like them you lost one I don't think it's meant to be B For she loves her work more than she does me And honestly at twenty-three I would probably love my work more than I did she So we ain't we it's me and her 'Cause what she prefers over me is work And that's where we differ So I have to give her free time even if it hurts So breathe mami it's deserved You've been put on this earth To be all you can be like the reserves And me My time in the army it's served So I have to allow she her time to serve The time's now for her in time she'll mature And maybe we can be we again like we were Finally my time's too short to share And to ask her now it ain't fair so yeah she lost one My nephew died in the car I bought So I'm under the belief it's partly my fault Close my eyes and squeeze try to block that thought Place any burden on me but please not that Lord But time don't go back it goes forward Can't run from the pain go towards it Some things can't be explained what caused it Such a beautiful soul so pure shit Gonna see you again I'm sure of it 'Til that time little man I'm nauseous Your girlfriend's pregnant the Lord's gift Almost lost my faith that restored it It's like havin' your life restarted Can't wait for your child's life to be a part of it So now I'm child-like waitin' for a gift Benjamin Franklins filled fold it just for the thrill Go numb until I can't feel or might pop this pill Stock markets just crash now I'm just a bill History don't repeat itself it rhymes still Write like Mark Twain Jay Gatsby I park things Yellow cars yellow gold like Slick Rick still tip Dollars fall on the skin some might call it sin Politicians all move for money what the hell are we calling 'em Low life I'm crawling out 911 I Porsched it out Y'all niggas all hypocrites y'all know what this shit is all about New heroines new Marilyns move coke through Maryland Through Easton oh you beasting Move fat packs Jack Gleason The honeymoon's over with the streets shit Least see my kids on the weekend No ordinary Joe you'll remember me No prohibition for my coalition Colin Powell general admission You're all welcome new Malcolm of the talcum Who wanna become my hundredth problem Semi-automatic or revolver semi-automatic I'll solve em Einstein my mind this MC move white squares with my relatives That cheese made us constipated couldn't tell us shit Took that Taylor Swift to a hundred fucking million bitch Still I came through it clap for him But I'm the blueprint I'm like the map for 'em I dropped another classic made Puff pass it Nobody could touch Puff back when Puff had it Wayne scorchin' I'll applaud him If he keep going pass the torch to him Fifty came through like hurricanes do I thought I'd finish his ass at Summer Jam too I had the Illmatic on bootleg The shit was so ahead thought we was all dead Ye too but what Em did was silly The white boy blossomed after Dre endorsed him His flow on Renegade fucking awesome applaud him Snoop dogged it Nelly came down The Face Mob kept it ghetto for the H-town Luda moved digits after he moved bitches Drake's up next see what he do with it Rule had a run couple movie parts T.I. literally wanted to shoot up the charts What up Jeezy What it do Y'all remind me of us in early ninety-two Outkast landed 3 thou was ill Like a male version of Lauryn Hill Mobb Deep shook it but Prodigy took it A lil' too far can't fuck with Brooklyn Wu-Tang gang-banged it Meth ate Rae took on the date with the Purple Tape Passed on to Ason and then Ghostface They had a hell of a run standing ovate And I am one of one Can't you see just how long my run Been a star since I was duckin' one time One time give it up for him December 4th a star was born Clap for him He went from moving that corner To this corner office it's so enormous Watch them get they Monica on all day Hey got so many different monikers but only one Jay They come they go some real some faux Some friends some hoes But no I goes nowhere this Hov And could I be a star Does fame in this game have to change who you are Or could I be the same one who came from a far away life Just to make it in these Broadway lights Now I'm shining in the broad day light go figure A slow transition from a little broke nigga from the Ville Got a deal a real life saver Dreams of being behind the wheel like Jada I chill now cop a little ice later Cole you got the glow like a lil' lightsaber So clap for him Then applaud Hov he gave him a platform Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him No sir the flow's cold as the shoulders Of gold digging hoes when a broke nigga approaches Told you I'm focused man I'll let you motherfuckers soak it in and clap for 'em Every day a star is born Got a thing for nickel plated nines and pretty dimes Mac-11 I squeeze like lemon limes Squirt obey your thirst fashion lines 'tween beauty and beast I walk the line Johnny Cash I'm a real G I cut myself today to see if I still bleed Success is so sublime Gotta do that time to time so I don't lose my mind Something 'bout the struggle so divine This sort of love is hard to define When you scratching for every nickel and dime Got me itching to do this shit for my mom Do this shit for my town Leave the door open hoping they kick it down The purest form of giving is anonymous to anonymous We gon' make it there I promise this Sometimes I feel survivor's guilt I gave some money to this guy he got high as hell Now I'm part of the problem far as I could tell Did I do it for him or do it for myself Can't lie to myself I love my niggas more than my own blood I die for my niggas and I love my cub hope that's not fucked up I got a problem with the handouts I took the man route I'll give an opportunity though that's the plan now No guilt in giving clear a nigga conscience out No guilt in receiving every thing within reason Can't see it taking food out my little monster's mouth That'll drive me gaga Run up in your momma's house two nickels one dime Manslaughter charges the lawyer knocked it down I'm just trying to find common ground Before Mr. Belafonte come and chop a nigga down Mr. Day O major fail Respect these youngins boy it's my time now Hublot homie two door homie You don't know all the shit I do for the homies Pardon my hubris Stanley Kubrick With eyes wide shut I could cook up two bricks Turn nickels to dime turn dimes to quarters Turn wives from daughters oh I'm clear as water And just for clarity my presence is charity My flow is a gift philanthropist Everybody 'round me rich or will be Baby boy I promise you this or kill me And when a nigga go as the old adage go You die rich and you die disgraced so just let me grow Watch me cook throw no looks Like Magic in his prime when Kareem sky hooked yeah Y'all not worthy sometimes I feel like Y'all don't deserve me my flow unearthly The greatest form of giving is anonymous to anonymous So here y'all go I promise this Ahh who wanna bet us that we don't touch lettuce Stack cheddars forever live treacherous all the et ceteras To the death of us me and my confidants we shine You feel the ambiance y'all niggas just rhyme By the ounce dough accumulates like snow We don't just shine we illuminate the whole show you feel me Factions from the other side would love to kill me Spill three quarts of my blood into the street let alone the heat Fuck 'em they hate a nigga lovin' his life In all possible ways know the Feds is buggin' my life Hospital days reflectin' when my man laid up On the uptown high block he got his side sprayed up I saw his life slippin' this is a minor setback Yo still in all we livin' just dream about the get-back That made him smile though his eyes asked to pray for me I'll do you one better and slay these niggas faithfully Murder is a tough thing to digest it's a slow process And I ain't got nothin' but time I had near brushes not to mention three shots Close range never touched me divine intervention I dabbled in crazy weight without rap I was crazy straight Partner I'm still spendin' money from eighty-eight what I'm out for presidents to represent me I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Geyeah know what I'll make You and your wack mans fold like bad hands Roll like Monopoly advance You're coppin' me like white crystal I gross the most at the end of the fiscal year than these niggas can wish to The dead presidential candidate With the sprinkles and the Presidential ice that'll offend you In due time when crime flees my mind All sneak thieves and player haters can shine But until then I keep the trilliant cut diamonds shinin' brilliant I'll tell you half the story the rest you fill it in Long as the villain win I spend Japan yen attend major events Catch me in the joints convinced my iguanas is bitin' Jay hyphen controllin' manipulatin' I got a good life man pounds and pence 'nough dollars make sense while you ride the bench Catch me swingin' for the fence The Soviet the Unified steady flow You already know you light I'm heavy roll heavy dough Your paper falls slow like confetti Mine's a steady grow perico My dough flip like Tae-Kwon Jay-Z the Icon baby you like Dom Maybe this Cristals'll change your life huh Roll with the winners Heavy spinners like hit records Roc-A-Fella Don't get it corrected this shit is perfected From chips to chicks to strippin' a Lexus Naked without your gun we takin' everything you brung We cakin' you niggas is fakin' we gettin' it done Crime family well-connected Jay-Z And you fake thugs is unplugged like MTV I empty three take your treasure my pleasure Dead presidentials politics as usual Now can I get an encore Do you want more Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waitin' for After me there shall be no more So for one last time nigga make some noise Who you know fresher than Hov Riddle me that The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at Can't none of y'all mirror me back Yeah hearin' me rap is like hearin' G Rap in his prime I'm Young H.O. rap's Grateful Dead Back to take over the globe now break bread I'm in Boeing jets Global Express Out the country but the blueberry still connect On the low but the yacht got a triple deck But when you Young what the fuck you expect yep Grand opening grand closing Goddamn your man Hov cracked the can open again Who you gon' find doper than him With no pen just draw off inspiration Soon you gonna see you can't replace him With cheap imitations for these generations Now can I get an encore Do you want more Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waitin' for After me there shall be no more So for one last time nigga make some noise Look what you made me do Look what I made for you Knew if I paid my dues how will they pay you When you first come in the game they try to play you Then you drop a couple of hits look how they wave to you From Marcy to Madison Square To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years As fate would have it Jay's status appears To be at an all-time high perfect time to say goodbye When I come back like Jordan Wearin' the four-five it ain't to play games with you It's to aim at you probably maim you If I owe you I'm blowin' you to smithereens Cocksucker take one for your team And I need you to remember one thing I came I saw I conquered From record sales to sold-out concerts So motherfucker if you want this encore I need you to scream 'til your lungs get sore So this here is the victory lap Then I'm leavin' that's how you get me back You wanted to gain attention new dudes You want to be in the public send your budget Well fuck it I ain't budgin' Young did it to death you gotta love it Record companies told me I couldn't cut it Now look at me all star-studded Golfer above par like I putted All 'cause the shit I uttered was utterly ridiculous How sick is this You want to bang send Kanye change Send Just some dust send Hip a grip Then you gotta spit a little somethin' like this You are not ready Hov' unstoppable Dynasty young Hova I'm a hustler baby I'm a hustler I just want you to know wanna let you know It ain't where I been it ain't where I been But where I'm bout to go top of the world Now I just wanna love you just wanna love you But be who I am you know you love me And with all this cash mo' money mo' problems You'll forget your man Now give it to me Gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff But don't bullshit me C'mon gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff When the Remy's in the system ain't no tellin' Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em that's what they be yellin' I'm a pimp by blood not relation Y'all be chasin' I replace them huh Drunk off Cris' mami on E Can't keep her little model hands off me Both in the club high singing off key And I wish I never met her at all It gets better ordered another round It's about to go down Got six model chicks six bottles of Cris' Four Belvederes got weed everywhere What do you say me you and your Chloe glasses Go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion Like Prada blouse Gucci bra Filth Mart jeans take that off Yeah save the narrative you saving it for marriage Let's keep it real ma you saving it for carats You wanna see how far I'ma go How much I'ma spend but you already know Zip zero stingy with dinero Might buy you Cris' but that about it Might light your wrist but that about it Fuck it I might wife you and buy you nice whips Ma but you really gotta ride nice dick Know how to work your hips and your head's priceless Profess you love the Hov' and I'll never let you down Get you bling like the Neptune sound Okay hot Hov' too hot to hold Ladies love me long time like 2Pac's soul Only way to roll Jigga and two ladies I'm too cold Motorola two way page me c'mon Give it to me Gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff But don't bullshit me C'mon gimme that funk that sweet that nasty that gushi stuff I'm a hustler baby I just want you to know It ain't where I been But where I'm bout to go Now I just wanna love you But be who I am And with all this cash mo' money mo' problems You'll forget your man Same song I'm back been around the world Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls From Club Cheetah to Club Amnesia The Peanuts in L.A. bubblin' in Dublin Can't deny me why would you want to You need me why don't you try me Baby you want to believe me Hov' Somebody got a problem with Hov What's up You niggas all fed up 'cause I got a little cheddar And my record's movin' out the store Young fucks spittin' at me young rappers gettin' at me My nigga Big predicted this shit exactly 'Cause faggots hate when you gettin' money like athletes Fine it cost you nothin' pay me no mind Look I'm on my grind cousin ain't got time for frontin' Sensitive thugs y'all all need hugs Damn little mans I'm just tryin' do me If the record's two mil I'm just tryin' move three Get a couple of chicks get 'em to try to do E Hopefully they'll menage before I reach my garage I don't want much fuck I drove every car Some nice cooked food some nice clean drawers Bird-ass niggas I don't mean to ruffle y'all I know you waitin' in the wing but I'm doin' my thing Where's the love no there ain't no love in the heart of the city And then the Fugees gonna break up Now everyday I wake up somebody got somethin' to say What's all the fuckin' fussin' for Because I'm grubbin' more and I pack heat like I'm the oven door Niggas pray and pray on my downfall But every time I hit the ground I bounce up like roundball Now I don't wanna have to kill soundboys Don't wanna have to cock back the four pound bar Look scrapper I got nephews to look after I'm not lookin' at you dudes I'm lookin' past ya I thought I told you characters I'm not a rapper Can I live I told you in ninety-six that I came to take this shit And I did handle my biz I scramble like Randall with his Cunningham but the only thing runnin' is numbers fam Jigga held you down six summers damn where's the love Then Richard Pryor gon' and burn up And Ike and Tina Turner break up Then I wake up to more bullshit You knew me before records you never disrespected me Now that I'm successful you'll pull this shit Nigga I'll step on your porch step to your boss Let's end the speculation I'm talkin' to all of y'all Males shouldn't be jealous that's a female trait What you mad 'cause you push dimes and he sell weight Y'all don't know my expenses I gotta buy bigger plates Nigga respect the game that should be it What you eat don't make me shit where's the love Ain't no love in the heart of the city I said where's the love Ain't no love in the heart of town I'm from the streets where the hood could swallow 'em And bullets'll follow 'em And there's so much coke that you could run the slalom And cops comb this shit top to bottom And say that we are prone to violence But it's home sweet home Where personalities clash and chrome meets chrome The coke prices up and down like it's Wall Street holmes But this is worse than the Dow Jones your brains are now blown All over that brown Brougham one slip you are now gone Welcome to Hell where you are welcome to sell But when them shells come you better return 'em All scars we earn 'em All cars we learn 'em like the back of our hand We watch for cops hoppin' out the back of vans Wear a G on my chest I don't need Dapper Dan Was clappin' them flamers before I became famous For playin' me y'all shall forever remain nameless I tell you the difference between me and them They tryin' to get they ones I'm tryin' to get them M's One million two million three million four In just five years forty million more You are now lookin' at the forty million boy I'm rapin' Def Jam 'til I'm the hundred million man That's where you're wrong I came into this motherfucker a hundred grand strong Nine to be exact from grindin' G-packs Put this shit in motion ain't no rewindin' me back Could make forty off a brick but one rhyme could beat that And if somebody woulda told 'em that Hov' would sell clothing Not in this lifetime wasn't in my right mind That's another difference that's between me and them I smarten up open the market up One million two million three million four In eighteen months eighty million more Now add that number up with the one I said before You are now lookin' at one smart black boy Momma ain't raised no fool Put me anywhere on God's green earth I'll triple my worth I sell ice in the winter I sell fire in hell I am a hustler baby I'll sell water to a well I was born to get cake move on and switch states Cop the coupe with the roof gone and switch plates Was born to dictate never follow orders Dickface get your shit straight fucker this is Big Jay Can I hit in the mornin' without givin' you half of my dough And even worse if I was broke would you want me If I couldn't get you finer things like all of them diamond rings Bitches kill for would you still roll If we couldn't see the sun risin' off the shore of Thailand Would you ride then if I wasn't driving If I wasn't a eight-figure nigga by the name of Jigga Would you come around me or would you clown me If I couldn't flow futuristic would ya Put your two lips on my wood and kiss it could ya See yourself with a nigga working harder than nine to five Ten to six two jobs to survive or Do you need a baller so you can shop and tear the mall up Brag tell your friends what I bought ya If you couldn't see yourself with a nigga when his dough is low Baby girl if this is so yo You ain't gotta be rich but fuck that How we gonna get around on your bus pass Before I put this pussy on your mustache Can you afford me My niggas breadwinners never corny Ambition makes me so horny Not the fussin' and the frontin' If you got nothing baby boy you better Get up get out and get some shit I like a lot of Prada Alize and vodka Late nights candlelight then I tear the cock up Get it up I put it down e'rytime it pop up huh I got to snap 'em let it loose then I knock ya Feel the juice then I got ya when you produce a rock I let you meet momma and introduce you to poppa My coochie remains in a Gucci name Never test my patience nigga I'm high maintenance High class if you ain't rollin' bypass If you ain't holdin' I dash yo It ain't even a question How my dough flows I'm good to these bad hoes Like my puss wet like damp clothes What y'all niggas don't know it's easy to pimp a ho Bitches better have my money fo' sho' Before they go runnin' they mouth promotin' how I be dickin' they back out go 'head let it out I fucks with my Gat out bounce and leave a hundred Makin' 'em feel slutted even if they don't want it It's been so long since I met a chick ain't about chips but then I'm Dead wrong when I tell 'em be gone So hold on to the feelin' of flossin' and plat-num 'Cause from now on you can witness Ja the i-con With hoodies and Timbs on 'cause I thugs my bitches Studs my bitches then we rob bitch niggas I'm talkin' 'bout straight figures if you here you with us If not Boo you know what I still fucked you Ayo peep the style and the way the cops sweat us The number one question is can the Feds get us I got vendettas in dice games against ass bettors And niggas who pump wheels and drive Jettas Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles Pillow case to your face make the shell muffle Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle While y'all pump Willie I run up and stunt silly Scared so you sent your little mans to come kill me Squeezed off on him left them paramedics breathing soft on him Peruvians tried to do me in I ain't paid them yet Tryin to push seven hundreds' they ain't made them yet Rolex and bracelets is frostbit rings too Niggas 'round the way call me Igloo stick who My Bed-Stuy flow's malicious delicious Fuck three wishes made my road to riches From sixty-two's gem stars my mom's dishes Gram chopping police van docking D's at my doors knocking No more mister nice guy I twist your shit The fuck back with the pistols Blazin' hot like Cajun Hotter than even holding work at the Days Inn With New York plates outside Get up out of there fuck your ride Keep your hands high shit gets steeper Here comes the Grim Reaper Frank White Leave the keys to your InnKeeper Chill homie the bitch in the Shoney's told me You're holding more drugs than a pharmacy You ain't harming me so pardon me Pass the safe before I blaze the place And here's six shots just in case Yeah I rhyme sick I be what you're trying to do Made a fortune off Peru extradite china white her-on Nigga please like short sleeves I bear arms Stay out my way from here on Gone Time to separate the pros from the cons The platinum from the bronze That butter soft shit from that leather on the Fonz A Chandon sipper from a Rose nigga huh Cristal forever play the crib when it's mink weather The mafia keep cannons in they Marc Buchanans Mad slugs through your Nautica I'm warning ya Yo put your number on this paper 'cause I would love to date ya Holla at you when I come off tour I got this Spanish chica she don't like me to roam Said she likes to cook rice so she likes me home I got this black chick she don't know how to act Always talking out her neck making her fingers snap I got this French chick that love to French kiss She thinks she's Bo Derek wear her hair in a twist Merci you're fine as fuck but you giving me hell I got this Indian squaw the day that I met her Asked her what tribe she with red dot or feather Now that's Spanish chick French chick Indian and black That's fried chicken curry chicken damn I'm getting fat Arroz con pollo French fries and crepe An appetite for destruction but I scrape the plate I got this young chick she so immature She like why you don't buy me Reeboks no more Like to show out in public throw tantrums on the floor Got to toss a couple dollars just to shut up her holla Got a project chick that plays her part And if it goes down y'all that's my heart Baby girl so thorough she been with me from the start Hid my drugs from the NARCs hid my guns by the parts I got this model chick that don't cook or clean But she dress her ass off and her walk is mean Only thing wrong with ma she's always on the scene God damn she's fine but she parties all the time I get frequent flier mileage from my stewardess chick She look right in that tight blue dress she's thick She gives me extra pillows and seat back love So I had to introduce her to the Mile High Club Now that's young chick stewardess project and model That means I fly rough early plus I know Tae Bo That means I'm new-school pop pills and stay in beef But I never have a problem with my first class seat I got this paranoid chick she's scared to come to the house A hypochondriac who says ouch before I whip it out Got a chick from Peru that sniff Peru She got a cousin at customs that gets shit through Got this weed head chick she always catch me doing shit Crazy girl wanna leave me but she always forgets Got this Chinese chick had to leave her quick 'Cause she kept bootlegging my shit man I got this African chick with Eddie Murphy on her skull I got this ho that after twelve million sold Mami's a narcoleptic always sleeping on Hov Got to tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow I've got so many girls across the globe Yo put your number on this paper 'cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin' greatest Turn the music up in the headphones Tim you can go and brush your shoulder off nigga If you feeling like a pimp Nigga go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy baby don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder I probably owe it to y'all probably be locked by the force Tryin' to hustle some things that go with the Porsche Feelin' no remorse feelin' like my hand was forced Middle finger to the law nigga grippin' my balls Said the ladies they love me from the bleachers they screamin' All the ballers is bouncin' they like the way I be leanin' All the rappers be hatin' off the track that I'm makin' But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it Came from the bottom of the bottom to the top of the pops Nigga London Japan and I'm straight off the block Like a running back get it Man I'm straight off the block I can run it back nigga 'cause I'm straight with the Roc If you feeling like a pimp Nigga go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy baby don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder Your homie Hov' in position in the kitchen with soda I just whipped up a watch tryin' to get me a Rover Tryin' to stretch out the coca like a wrestler yessir Keep the Heckler close you know them smokers'll test ya But like fifty-two cards went out I'm through dealin' Now fifty-two bars come out now you feel 'em Now fifty-two cars roll out remove ceilin' In case fifty-two broads come out now you chillin' With a boss bitch of course S.C. on the sleeve I paid a grip for the jeans plus the slippers is clean No chrome on the wheels I'm a grown-up for real If you feeling like a pimp Nigga go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy baby don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder Your boy back in the building Brooklyn we back on the map Me and my beautiful bitch in the back of that Maybach I'm the realest to run it I just happen to rap I ain't gotta clap at 'em niggas scared of that black I drop that Black Album then I back out it As the best rapper alive nigga ask 'bout me From bricks to Billboards from grams to Grammy's From O's to opposite of Orphan Annie You gotta pardon Jay for sellin' out the Garden in a day I'm like a young Marvin in his hey' I'm a hustler homie you a customer crony Got some dirt on my shoulder could you brush it off for me If you feeling like a pimp Nigga go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy baby don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You're now tuned into the mu'fuckin' greatest Best rapper alive best rapper alive Are you not entertained Is this not why you are here Turn the music up turn me down Guru let's go get 'em again This time it's for the money my nigga There's never been a nigga this good for this long This hood or this pop this hot or this strong With so many different flows this one's for this song The next one I switch up this one will get bit up These fucks too lazy to make up shit they crazy They don't paint pictures they just trace me You know what Soon they forget where they plucked Their whole style from then try to reverse the outcome I'm not a biter I'm a writer for myself and others I say a B.I.G. verse I'm only bigging up my brother Bigging up my borough I'm big enough to do it I'm that thorough plus I know my own flow is foolish So them rings and things you sing about bring 'em out It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth I'm in new sneakers dual-seaters few divas What more can I tell you Let me spell it for you Nobody truer than Hov And I'm back for more New York's ambassador Prime Minister back to finish my business up You already know what I'm about flying birds down South Moving wet off the step purple rain in a drought Stunting on hoes brushing off my shirt But ain't nothing on my clothes except my chain my name Even if they patrol I make payroll Benz paid for friends they roll Private jets down to Turks and Caicos Cris' caseloads I don't give a shit Nigga one life to live I can't let a day go By without me being fly fresh to death Head to toe till the day I rest And I don't wear jerseys I'm thrity-plus Give me a crisp pair of jeans nigga button-ups S. Dots on my feet make my cipher complete What more can I say Guru play the beat Now you know your ass is Willie when they got you in the mag For like half a billy and your ass ain't lily-White That mean that shit you write must be illy Either that or your flow is silly I don't mean to boast but damn if I don't brag Them crackers gon' act like I ain't on they ass The Martha Stewart that's far from Jewish Far from a Harvard student just had the balls to do it And no I'm not through with it In fact I'm just previewing it One-two and I won't stop abusing it To groupie girls stop false accusing it Back to the music the Maybach roof is translucent Niggas got a problem Houston What up B they can't shut up me Shut down I not even P.E. I'mma ride God forgive me for my brash delivery But I remember vividly what these streets did to me So picture me letting these clowns nitpick at me Paint me like a pickany I'm not the one to score points off in fact I got a joint that'll knock your points off Young Hova the God nigga blast for me I'm at the Trump International ask for me I ain't never scared I'm everywhere you ain't never there And nigga why would I ever care Pound for pound I'm the best to ever come around here Excluding nobody look what I embody The soul of a hustler I really ran the street A CEO's mind that marketing plan was me And no I ain't get shot up a whole bunch of times Or make up shit in a whole bunch of lines And I ain't animated like say a Busta Rhymes But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times Times that by my influence on pop culture I'm supposed to be number one on everybody list We'll see what happens when I no longer exist Take those moneys and spread 'cross families My sisters Hattie and Lou the nephews cousins Eric the rest to B for whatever she wants to do She might start an institute She might put poor kids through school My stake in Roc Nation should go to you Leave a piece for your siblings to give to their children too A nice peace-fund ideas from people who look like we We gon' start a society within a society That's major just like the Negro League There was a time America wouldn't let us ball Those times are now back just now called Afro-tech Generational wealth that's the key My parents ain't have shit so that shift started with me My mom took her money she bought me bonds That was the sweetest thing of all time uh I remember like listenin' to Wu-Tang Your seed married his seed married my seed That's how we keep Carter money all in the family You see my father son of a preacher man Whose daughter couldn't escape the reach of the preacher's hand That charge of energy set all the Carters back It took all these years to get to zero in fact I hated religion 'cause here was this Christian He was preachin' on Sundays versus how he was livin' Monday Someday I forgive him 'Cause strangely our division led to multiple religions I studied Muslim Buddhist and Christians And I was runnin' from him He was givin' me wisdom See how the universe works It takes my hurt and help me find more of myself It's a gift and a curse That's called the Red Queen's Race You run this hard just to stay in place Black excellency baby let 'em see While others spit that Wonderama shit Me and my conglomerate Shall remain anonymous caught up in the finest shit Live out my dreams until my heart give out Involved with cream you know exactly what this shit's about Fuck y'all mean Handlin' since a teen I dish out Like the point guard off your favorite team without doubt My life ain't rosy but I roll with it My mind was fine 'til the dough hit it And told me that the Mo' did it And now it's kosher shit is so Hasidic I blow a digit on a diamond in a minute but no bitches Watch how I'm walkin' 'Cause even the thoroughest niggas be NARC'in Tryin' to strike a bargain hopin' that they might get pardoned Shit I'm involved with got me pins and needles And my cerebral breeds the wickedest evil Thoughts that this sport'll feed you Peep facts in the game so deep fiends could catch a Freeze off my kneecap can y'all believe that Got the city drinkin' Cristals re-up the fee Rappers goin' broke tryin' to keep up with me My rise to riches surprised the bitches think harder You know this nigga Jay-Z Shawn Carter Watch me shine like a Breitling Breguets the fuck up All rhymers forget it like Alzheimer's Small timers I said it I'm addressin' all drama I'm out for presidents to represent me I'm out for dead fuckin presidents to represent me So sick of niggas who be like I want money like Cosby sure who wouldn't This the kinda talk That make me think you probably ain't got no puddin' Niggas got them kinda dreams from jail You in the streets nigga make your moves get your mail Niggas'll coast in the Mercedes but can't post bail Niggas'll roast a L but scared to throw your toast well I'm here to tell niggas it ain't all swell There's heaven then there's hell niggas One day you're cruisin' in your 7 Next day you're sweatin' forgettin' your lies Alibis ain't matchin' up bullshit catchin' up Everything was all good just a week ago 'Bout to start bitchin' ain't you Ready to start snitchin' ain't you I'll forgive your weak-ass hustlin' just ain't you Aside from the fast cars honeys that shake they ass at bars You know you wouldn't be involved With the underworld dealers carriers of MAC-millers East Coast bodiers West Coast cap-peelers Little monkey niggas turn gorillas Stopped in the station filled up on octane And now they not sane and not playin' that goes without sayin' Slayin' day in and day out When money play in then they play you out Tryin' to escape my own mind lurkin' the enemy Representin' infinity with presidencies you know Get off Jay-Z' dick What y'all niggas get front page articles y'all mention Jay-Z name in Jay-Z news I understand what y'all tryin' to do I brought the flutes this time though Unleash the flutes on 'em Guru Give me some more music in the headphone Let's get to the proceedings preceding this evening I got my mojo back baby oh behave Y'all and your articles hock spit at Jay Y'all from afar threw darts my way What you thought I would not have nothin' to say Nope Y'all fell into the booby trap I set the trap just to see dude react And now and now you's can't leave You opened the door God I'm at you annually And I'm sorry Miss Rosie Perez I call a spade a spade it just is what it is But you can't give cred to anything dude says Same dude to give you ice and you owe him some head Shorty it's time to wake up the dead You sound a little naive in them articles that I read I got my mojo back baby oh behave Can't y'all see that he's fake the rap version of T.D. Jakes Prophesizin' on your CD's and tapes Won't break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes And this is with whom you want to place your faith I put dollars on mine ask Columbine When the Twin Towers dropped I was the first in line Donatin' proceeds off every ticket sold When I was out on the road that's how you judge Hov no Ain't I supposed to be absorbed in myself Every time there's a tragedy I'm the first one to help They call me this misogynist but they don't call me the dude To take his dollars to give gifts at the projects These dudes is all politics depositin' checks They put in they pocket all you get in return is a lot of lip And y'all buy the shit caught up in the hype 'Cause the nigga wear a kufi it don't mean that he bright 'Cause you don't understand him it don't mean that he nice It just means you don't understand all the bullshit that he write I've been real all my life they confuse it with conceit Since I will not lose they try to help him cheat But I will not lose for even in defeat There's a valuable lesson learned so it evens up for me When the grass is cut the snakes will show I gotta thank the little homie Nas for that though Savin' me the hassle of speakin' to half of these assholes And I'ma let karma catch up to Jaz-O whoa I'm back before you had a chance to miss me My mama can't save you this time niggas is history Who you know flow vicious as me Yet so religiously that's why they call me Hov I get the spoils 'cause the victor is me You're an actor you're not who you're depicted to be You street dreamin' all y'all niggas livin' through me I gave you life when niggas was forgettin' you emcee I'm a legend you should take a picture with me You should be happy to be in my presence I should charge you a fee And the little homie Jungle is a garden to me What's the problem B You not as hard as me nigga That's why they follow me they feel my pain and my agony nigga I won't rest 'til you on one knee You want war then this war's gon' be nigga I'm a martian with an army of spartans Sparring with a knife in a missile fight Get your intel right your intelligence is irrelevant But it's definite I spit more than speech impediments Brooklyn's the residence the best and it's evident Throw 'em in a trunk if they hate though We don't give a fuck as long as we collect our pay so Ya'll collect pesos ya money ain't right here I got them girls next to the wood like they light year I'm right chea Tryna get a buzz tryna pollinate Air 'em out or leave 'em empty congratulate the semi-auto Fire flame-spitter like komodo No time for fake people they be simmin' like Kimora It's panic like Dora when shots blast See I was raised that way I'm from the place where they raise that 'K Like every day in every way and every where you go just ain't safe The only thing that I can say to you is pray 'Cause when niggas start equippin' and throw the clip in Your blood drippin' and got you slippin' Another victim don't know what's hit them through his spinal Just another man who defeated by survival That's your biggest rival in your whole life These bars you can't handle you better hold tight Still ain't got enough shine to last the whole night nigga Yo fuck the police nigga Fuck every ass-corrupt politician on Wall Street P.E. Public Enemy Assassinate us bitch Fuck that fuck everything son Fuck government fuck listenin' and shit You want fuckin' energy Dickheads It's like 6 milli ways to die my nigga choose one Doomsday comin' start investin' in a few guns New gats booby traps and bazooka straps Better play your cards right no booster packs Everybody claim they used to rap But these ain't even punchlines no more I'm abusing tracks Leaving instrumentals blue and black I'm in Marty McFly mode so tell em' that the future's back Riding on hoverboards wiping out motherboards Stopped spitting fire 'cause my motherfuckin' lung is scorched King Arthur when he swung his sword A king author I ain't even use a pen in like a month or four I had a hard time writing lyrics Now I'm way over heads science fiction You can try and get it my man the flyest with it With a mind of fine of interest for your finest interests They say hard work pays off Well tell the Based God don't quit his day job 'Cause P.E.'s about to take off With protons and electrons homie that's an A-bomb If Obama got that president election Then them P.E. boys bout to make an intervention Fuck what I once said I want the blood shed 'Cause nowadays for respect you gotta pump lead I guess Columbine was listenin' to Chaka Khan And Pokemon wasn't gettin' recognized at Comic-Con It's like we've been content with losin' And half our students fallen victim to the institution Jobs are scarce since the Scientific Revolution And little kids are shootin' Uzi's 'cause its given to 'em Little weapon code name Smith and Wesson And you'll be quick to catch a bullet like an interception If your man's tryna disrespect it Send a message and it's over in a millisecond nigga Money ain't a thing if I got it Before the money there was love But before the money it was tough Then came the money through a plug It's a shame this ain't enough Yo sitting back plotting jotting information on my nation Really started from the bottom boy cotton But they still planting plantations we keep buying in Pride is higher than the prices on your Pradas and Balenciagas Balance my saga with the Henny agua Me and my niggas tryna eat you pussies empanada The flow like plenty lava With just a penny I could multiply my worth And make you work for me for twenty hours I swear these niggas love to copy thanks for listening The kid ain't been the same Since Biggie smacked me at my christening Watch what you dishing and please play it safe 'Cause your position on the top is switching right in front your face Rock you outta space with rhymes I'm bustin' out Keep ducking down got some missiles now headed for your house So put the pistols down got that red dot on your nose Who booked the clown I lock jaws like a blue nose Foes keep your mouth closed or you can see the solar I got connections that guaranteed to see closed doors You hear that underground sonar The way I flows then switch them The Pros been on a mission Listen enter the chamber get hyperbolic They raisin' Macs I raise steaks to keep them brolic My visions is macrocosmic pass the chronic The mastered sonics is light years above your conscious You're novice but I got notes that strike nerves I promise your minds ain't sharp like my swords So cut the shit and don't worry where my jeans is Your bitch a genius learned from my penis I got dreams selling arenas and breaking brackets Tenants racket while I'm cracking a Serena God damn God bless the heaven that sent you But now I'm breezing out baby 'cause my rent's due Yo I'm screaming cream who fucking with the rap supreme Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green I got a dollar and a dream know what I mean And I gotta get my mama off the scene Yo I'm screaming cream who fucking with the rap supreme Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green I got a dollar and a dream know what I mean And I gotta get my mama off the scene 'Cause cash ruined everything around me Cash ruined everything around me They say money is the root of all evil I see money as the route of all people 'Cause we all follow paper trails paper trails And everybody gotta pay their bills pay their bills They say money is the root of all evil I see money as the route of all people 'Cause we all follow paper trails paper trails And everybody gotta pay their bills pay their bills Before the money there was love But before the money it was tough Then came the money through a plug It's a shame this ain't enough Mother mothersucker yeah oh this is what you want uh Uh motherfuckin' microphone checker Keep that grip tight like my nine Ike with the mic which nigga tryna turn up Hit you with the hurtful fuckin' truth like Sojourner Motherfuckin' microphone eater Spittin' hot shit hit ya dome with the heater Wouldn't want to be ya dish lyrical fajitas Got dragon balls like my name was Vegeta Motherfuckin' super duper swankin' Niggas still hatin' pigs want him for the bacon Take 'em to the slaughterhouse say we 'bout to order out Tell 'em we the badass motherfuckers that they heard about Yes I guess the word is out we comin' for the top dollar Top rottweiler since I popped my collar Niggas say they hit us they ain't ever shot nada Me I'd rather not snitch up on my own problems 'Cause I'm a microphone killer Especially when my head is gone off the liquor Specially educated heavily medicated Give me that beat and I'll put you next to Dilla Flow sweeter than vanilla Tell these haters beat it can't Jackson thriller I'm the nigga that you see when you're in the mirror Say my name five times this what I deliver This a motherfuckin' nuke that I'm droppin' The world in my pocket kick you out your continent Always drop hot shit Toroidal Flow keep constant And I won't stop 'til I reach Christ Conscious nigga Which one of y'all niggas really want it with me None of y'all niggas fuck outta here Beast coast nigga Pro Era in your area This a motherfuckin' nuke that I'm droppin' The world in my pocket kick you out your continent Always drop hot shit Toroidal Flow keep constant Just got word from my mans on the island He said he needed guidance Niggas on the streets is wilding he look to God but can't find him So he demand silence from the glaring sirens The sympathy symphony only thing playing is the banned violence No lying niggas just won't let go the iron They wanna burn your molecules until you let go ions Treat beef like they let go lions So don't eye 'em they get the wrong message wrong methods Put you on that long stretcher Too much pressure God bless ya when the semi wet'cha And I'm putting in too many effort in my nouns and verbs But I done puffed enough herb To be listening to young birds and dumb nerds I got enough shit on my mind So I don't need to be stressing and shine it's fine Got a collect call from up top My cousin called me and whatnot The motto never changed it's still fuck cops We went from having lunch in our lunchbox Our lungs was hot whenever we'd puff pot We'd touch blocks and end up having to duck shots But fuck dot ain't trying live that life no more My mind corrupted but my heart is still pure Gotta be brave can't be afraid Braids and waves never matter when you catch the fade Trapped in a maze and your faith is your only escape Fuck a priest's opinion knock the hinges off of Heaven's gates Trying to share my cells with my mate not share a cell with mates Wrecking shit with my recklessness The L get lit that's when I start second guessing shit Thinking about Ty and then I reminisce What you thought you niggas could've fuck me over Never nigga guess again I'm street so cross me like pedestrians And that's gon' be the end of it straight revoking your membership Niggas wanna know what I'm about I'm bout blowing loud On the block sporty Glock in a politician mouth I take the competition out commission with my composition Who the kid spitting behind the bars like a con position Gotta give 'em time to listen they'll soon bump to it They'll like me I kick it like Nike they'll soon adjust to it But if you hate I know you must do it I'm out for presidents to represent me Yo chick keep messaging me who the bestest MC They be mentioning me Too hot I be molesting the beat fuck math Teachers should teach us to get Mac-10 off of the street So first class be a lesson for me Fuck what you teaching for some regents I'm flying over regions Reaching all time highs where Jesus can't reach us Censor me and get the recipe to make you rest in peace This is for my niggas killers hundred dollar billers On the block in the rock spot Glock cocked watching out for cops All about their cheddar young guns know nothing that's better Like fuck a prison letter those Beretta's led us to the lettuce Relish fetishes menaces want the senator's percentages If you ain't prejudice you still a nemesis Smoking on the Clematis get open like a present is Now your presence is on the premises for them presidents My city be the genesis for where they think the terror is They linking terrorists from the Stuy to Lincoln Terraces Stay on that reckless shit they leave you left for the dead Kids don't play they'll erase your head in a race for the bread Children on the corners slinging some regs popping some meds Jakes be so deep in cover they be chasing the feds I be back stage gripping haze breaking my leg My folks was making the best when they was naked in bed muthafucka One day I'm tryna have a wife and kids So I just can't live my life like this And I ain't tryna learn what lifeless is So I just can't live my life like this I want the gold chains and diamond rings But I just can't live my life like this And sometimes I just wanna light this spliff But I just can't live my life like this Yeah you remember back in the days When niggas used to rock waves and shit When like yo I had the fucking three sixty my nigga Like nobody in the hood was fucking with my shit And that's real shit Uhh since nineteen ninety-five momma been working nine-to-five And I know the landlord fed up with our lies So we pray to the Gods the Jahs and the Allahs To keep us safe and watch our lives 'Cause all we tryna do is do good Put on my hood when I walk through hoods 'Cause these niggas these days is loco You'll get it in ya vocals if you ain't a local Yeah that's why I'm tryna go global Yeah that's why I'm tryna be a mogul And I'm hopeful that me spittin it soulful Will have me in the Daily Postal flying coastal eatin tofu Like I told you I know niggas who trash rappin Worried bout the trendin fashions rather than ascendin' passion They want me send em tracks but I just send em laughter But back to the chapter Momma told me follow dreams should never have to ask her to So that's what I do became an MC master Since then it's been a disaster for you and your favorite rapper Watch em gasp asthma damn it's so sad He paused the chatter 'cause he know he rather back up Than to admit the kid is hotter than magma But fuck it you gotta give credit where it's due 'Cause you ain't gon' like the karma when it's set up on you It can get you on your medical fuck you up in the decimals Or get you 2 to 3 for residue found in your retinal Uh and they told me not to be so complex Dumb it down to accomplish articles in Complex And The Source alfredo of course There I go again steppin out of line runnin' off course I heard reports that it's like sexual intercourse With your thoughts when I talk about the shoes in which I walk For it is not faux nor false that this kid from the north Speaks with forced supports of reinforced assaults I'm sure by now you can assume he never lost Unless with some form of divorce or a corpse Born boss no days off child labor Let me see those in favor to spin that back like tornadoes Yeah What the rap audience ain't ready for is a real person You know what I wanna say a real nigga Anybody that talk about me got problems you know what I'm sayin' It's gonna be straight-up like if I was a street person That's how I'm comin' at the whole world And I'm being real about it and I'mma grow with my music Won't stop 'til I meet Hova and my momma's in a Rover 'Til I'm an owner of the world's finest motors I blow like supernovas in your daughter's room on a poster Known as history's biggest musical composer No disrespect to Bob Mar but yeah another stoner Marijuana my odor and when I get older Hope my spermatozoa from my scrotum intercepts an ovum Like three times have three kids I hope Me and wife can show em not to make the same mistakes you know that we did I hope they acknowledge the knowledge 'Cause yeah they gon need it 'Cause when my parents tried to tell me I just wouldn't receive it Couldn't believe it 'til I saw with my own pupils Felt bad when I learned that their advice was truly useful But fuck it only made us as human beings more mutual Even though over time my punishments they grew more crucial Should use the word brutal 'cause my parents mad strict Hope one day I'll attract the likes of even Madlib Go gold on mad shit and hear my songs mastered Until then all I can do is imagine Imagine I'ma make it all happen And we smoking toking potent herb Preaching spoken words that just might poke your nerves Hope you ain't scared my jeep go sku I peep the obscured and what ain't normally easy to observe I swear I'm born abnormally absurd If I give you a piece of mind you've been disorderly disturbed That's my word flip similes and verbs now I'm eating Retreating for seconds and thirds y'all niggas seasoned Don't worry what we ate you don't want that plate I combine yours with mine quake and make the earth shake Supernatural disaster on you half-ass rappers Pass the herb to an actual pastor word to the black lip bastard I drop knowledge like a Five Percenter Every time I drop a line it touch like five placentas Schooling your offspring drop heat all spring And stay hot for five Novembers I think y'all niggas lost me We in disguise behind enemy lines Women with no identity signs they can't get my lines I used to give a fuck you could find We in disguise behind enemy lines And I just kill it every time Instead of lead slugs I spreads the love Like a bed bugaboo does I'm in the W with your lovable slut I'm in the walls while you bugging her up I'll do your girl like this beat straight fucking it up Y'all niggas nothing to us this feels like nuttin' to us Son taught your daughter how to bust a nut for fun Recollect and collect the funds When she see the sun spit the proceeds when I cum Hold my peace full of energy 'til enemies be gone Until then niggas in my vicinity gone Peep the melody we on But they don't know the remedy to these songs Basic necessities on how to be put on 'Cause they see my team we strong Beastcoast in your region If you get dropped you can't rejoin they wanna know Whose shoulder we leaning on But all we do is show them who we leading on We in disguise behind enemy lines Women with no identity signs they can't get my lines I used to give a fuck you could find We in disguise behind enemy lines And I just kill it every time 'Cause they will never stop for a young black male Blackmailed in braille that means what he felt And the very reveal could appeal Put you on the Alcatraz trail or railroad to hell Oh well some of us is taught there is help The other source is lost in all sorts of wealth Uh roots of all evil The highest stars Evel Knievel I see through people's door the world may never know How my third pupil show Incognito and cold needles flow And I don't throw subs I throw torpedoes The Don not Cheadle this don got a Cornelius fro Afro punk festivities This for my negus that's lying with queens like Nefertiti Waking up to pyramids and big kitties Gold soul theory but what is life really Can't change the world unless we change ourselves Die from the sicknesses if we don't seek the health All eyes be my witness when I speak what's felt Full house on my hands the cards I was dealt Three K's two A's in America I'm just a black spade spawned out the nebula And everything I do or say today that's worthwhile Will for sure inspire actions in your first child I'll begin my verse now Sometimes I speak and I feel like it ain't my words Like I'm just a vessel channeling inside this universe I feel my ancestors unrested inside of me It's like they want me to shoot my chance in changing society But how do I go about it Tell me where I start My destiny rerouted when I chose to follow heart You told to follow suit but tell me what it do for you Except weigh you down now you trapped inside the cubicle They built for us The first step into change is to take notice Realize the real games that they tried to show us Three hundred plus years of them cold shoulders Yet three hundred million of us still got no focus Sorry America but I will not be your soldier Obama just wasn't enough I need some more closure And Donald Trump is not equipped to take this country over Let's face facts 'cause we know what's the real motives In the land of the free it's full of free loaders Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors They disorganized my people made us all loners Still got the last names of our slave owners In the land of the free it's full of free loaders Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors They disorganized my people made us all loners yeah We can't change the world unless we change ourselves Die from the sicknesses if we don't seek the health All eyes be my witness when I speak what's felt Full house on my hands the cards I was dealt Three K's two A's in America I'm just a black spade spawned out the nebula And everything I do or say today is worthwhile Will for sure inspire action hold up yeah uh Trickery in the system put my niggas in prison All our history hidden ain't no liberty given We all fit the description of what the documents written We been lacking the vision and barely making a living We too worried to fit in while they been benefitin' Every time you submittin' we all guilty admit it The Lord won't get you acquitted but you still ask for forgiveness Put opiates in syringes then inject his religion How many times do I gotta tell you I'm a man on a mission Many times I gotta tell you I don't need no permission A human with super vision ain't no livin' condition I'm reaching out to my children just hoping that they will listen Start a new coalition against corrupt politicians It's not enough pots to piss in too many murder convictions Another family evicted another black man a victim That's as real as it's getting you should take recognition In the land of the free it's full of free loaders Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors They disorganized my people made us all loners Still got the last name of our slave owners In the land of the free it's full of free loaders Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors They disorganized my people made us all loners yeah We can't change the world unless we change ourselves Die from the sicknesses if we don't seek the health All eyes be my witness when I speak what's felt Full house on my hands the cards I was dealt Three K's two A's in America I'm just a black spade spawned out the nebula And everything I do or say today is worthwhile Will for sure inspire action in your first child yeah Yeah can you feel it Okay just gettin' better each day Stackin' that cheddar cheesecake Look up to the Lord we pray tryna be my best each day And 'til I'm laid to rest we lay yeah 'Til the time bein' we lit Hopin' I don't let it get all in my head I don't need the money just to say that I'm rich Couple little honeys wanna get in my bed But they used to run from me when I had nothin' Now they want to fuck 'cause they see me stuntin' Nigga came up off the hustlin' Livin' in the lap of lux and I'm feelin' like the man If you ain't in my Chucks then you wouldn't understand Homie 'bout these rubberbands on me Make her wanna dance for me Prolly leave her man for me standin' in the stands goddamn I used to feel so devastated At times I thought we'd never make it But now we on our way to greatness And all that ever took was patience At times I thought we'd never make it But now we on our way to greatness And all that ever took was patience I put my pain on the cadence Turn my brain up a wavelength Now we're flowin' and sailin' So just go with the feelin' Baby soak up the vibe Let's roll some dope up get high We gon' blow smoke in the sky 'Til we can't open our eyes I put my pain in the cadence Turn my brain up a wavelength Now we're flowin' and sailin' So just go with the feelin' Baby soak up the vibe Let's roll some dope up get high We gon' blow smoke in the sky 'Til we can't open our eyes yeah I used to feel so devastated At times I thought we'd never make it But now we on our way to greatness And all that ever took was patience I used to feel so devastated At times I thought we'd never make it But now we on our way to greatness And all that ever took was patience Lookin' at popular colored faces Observing what my brothers faces in all races Lost in generations before hatred See with your eyes dilated for the sake of the Gs But keep it sacred G fuck a rat race we take the cheese Jack cheddar from the make believe Break the trees on they eighth CD Rocking the red and black lumberjack faithfully I'm a Brooklyn nigga basically I grind with the grimiest Learn how to eat in the jungle full of hyenas And vultures don't worry what a verse will cost ya From the young scorcher just remember who taught ya Imma spark it off unorthodox Won't sign to no major if no wager Less than a 3 million offer off the top I'll be in a box with my coughin' drops Why settle for a office spot Niggas don't always make it off the block Unless they extort rocks or support the cops They still snitchin' let me guess that's your mannequin Leave 'em shook while you're standing and quit the shenanigans Have you panicking induce damages 'til you're vanishing Words are told properly resort top sea examinin' This is for my real hip hop fans and 'em I dispose for 'em leave fake MC's in the post mortem 'Cause money ain't a thing if I got it I won't spend All I got is my Pros I don't need no friends Feel like this glory road is coming to an end The only soul that won't sin No he won't give in Yo this world is bone chillin' Make meals in hell's kitchen with these dishes Properly delivered drop trees in my swisher And bring that back to my property wit ya It ain't easy being this royal When you got this much going for you It ain't hard to be disloyal Comin' straight from the soil with lines that never coil Start to think pretty off new career with this spoil The kid is that sick so expect more coffins I'm the chosen one so you can expect more offerings I be sonning niggas so expect less orphans Best rapper alive hear that line used less often Word to God I'm the best offering Young boss man got Jimmy Fallon endorsements From porches to Porsches getting portions of fortune They said next up so I stepped up Fly like I dressed up Bitches try to hang like left nuts Like orangutans in the west of Of the motherland but I've got the swank of no other man They can't understand Pro Era boys pop rubber band I'ma spark it off unorthodox They don't feel the name but they say the music dope though I'ma spark it off unorthodox On the regular Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Started blazing and stargazing See how you can reach your farthest aspirations It's like holy matrimony in the matrix It ain't shit they just call it a strange shift Cold feet 'cause I'm on thin ice It's alright besides the fact I want it all in one night Like you can't skip steps is the best Even though the vets hold a Magnum with a vest Now that's a wise investment Or a concept to try and hide divine intentions Like let em hate stay calm and meditate When life has the lemons it's time to eliminate More sour than lemonade anyways Different days different highs different haze Kama sutra with miss Mary Jane And the karma suits her she a vibrant thang Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight 'Cause I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit You niggas is suspect and I'm just a ruffneck That wasn't breaking pencil tips when I would bust lead I puff meds and leave chumps fed and punks dead Her cunt wet she getting rough sex no sunset I like a chick with a buck tooth yeah it could get fucked too We keep one eye open they sus too Never tell em my government make any covenant bitches be loving it Say not to put a glove on it some funny shit You must've thought I was a dummy miss I feed lines to felines just to get up in their tummies quick Yeah you got tricks but I got five more So any game you try to play you better know I got the high score You better settle down 'cause you not on my level now The Pros is semi-circle they can tell the world you get around Some niggas clowns what's the shit about They used to doubt now they see us sprout and I'm out Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Nigga I deserve my respect And brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit When I was thirteen I was bad rapping 'bout guns we never had Now we smoke raws with filter tips old homies talking shit Said you got what's best of mine but you stay plotting on that dime Thought 'cause we was cool before that we gon' take yo ass on tour Fuck nah this my chance to get it How you entitled to my shine Nigga you ain't help me get it Now these niggas see me getting it check the statements on my debit Hit the sour to the chest I reflect When I was fourteen up late eyes glued to the sampler screen Eyes beam 'cause we can make it better Smoking on that Jack Herer welcome to the Progressive Era Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight 'Cause I deserve my respect And brains don't matter but tell me what really matters When you pissed off at the world like you got a crazy bladder And momma always said that shit don't come on silver platters So I gather my thoughts and make use of all these synonyms 'Cause I could never swallow the truth like it's cinnamon Excuse me if I'm militant The sinning men in my hood could leave a nigga quivering Like goddamn deliver him the venom and his liver is Corrupting all his ligaments Now he's at a standstill so tell me if he'll live again The fire in his heart still seem to be simmering Now take that little simmer and turn it into adrenaline Penicillin could not stop the drive he be giving em like mad fours But fast forward let's get to the part where his records Christmas just doesn't fit him I need my own holiday And by the way I'mma possibly own Monopoly And all McDonald's property 'cause I won't live in poverty like Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit In the clouds come and find me son I'm flier than Hermione Homie tripping got em sounding like Hansen in the nineties Charlie Manson your whole body 'cause that damage in your party Can you manage what I'm dishing out Go get your wishing count You sell me something then I flip that amount I just switched that account get that profit then I'm out Yeah they all wonder but it's Nyck bitch don't doubt Rip your lips off your mouth Man I'm violent ring the siren with these bars I'm reciting Cars with no license Hard man I'm feeling like a spartan with a trident Damn picture perfect bet I'll make that picture worth it I'll be doubling my spot no Louisiana Purchase So declare that with my hair back You want a fair one catch a fair smack I hunt up on my prey So pray I ain't hunting on your ass today like be afraid Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight 'Cause I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Cool cuts flow the deli can't touch this Slipping like fishes choking when you hit the cypher And I ain't talking weed smoke but I let the weed blow Anything just let the leaves know oh Sucka's fuck around get clapped where you rest at Nigga saying you cracking fire break you imagination Ask your lady It's assassin when I come up on the track It's a curse that I always try to find sex in these verses But I got your attention it's part of my ascension But if I keep toking this strain It's gonna leave me stranded in this dimension Or to mention niggas is snitching Might charge me with battery But fuck that 'cause piss was never in your anatomy So don't try to lie on a nigga that got mine on my third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight I tell you I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Man I'm onto higher degrees without my masters I could use my words to urge into disasters Niggas wanna know how my wheels keep on spinning And they see we getting love 'cause they see the Pros is winning 'Cause we giving love back so they peeping how we fitting Ain't gonna have no sus nigga stepping to me I like to keep my chakras open so respect my G I got the bush going in repping So sus niggas watch your back Pros next to me I got Chuck on the team to collect the green And show these suspect niggas what it mean to scheme Another apex predator crushing your dreams Gonna get your wig pushed back between my cream Taking all you sus niggas throw you out the scene I'm taking all you sus niggas throwin' out the scene Taking all you sus niggas throw you out the scene Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit The P the R the O the Dette Never am I vexed I'm always calm cool collect Unless you disrespect I wreck you verbally So expect the worst from me I beck you with my intellect You best be circumspect check made you making all the wrong moves Do I intimidate you or more infuriate you 'Cause I annihilate all who participating for the gore Lovers I decapitate with everything I say see Come sneak a peak and tell me what you peeping Then struggle to say it ain't greatness that you seeing It is what here sits in the midst of us yeah it's quite mysterious No you're not delirious I'm serious it's clear to us Add some crystals gonna see gold Then platinum seen it on some tarots before So I know how it is all gonna go down Gotta go more uptown more in the cloud 'Cause didn't ya know by now I'm skyline bound And my time's now I don't graze ground I'm new in your town So assume what you please but you don't know me Say what you please but you don't know T'nah Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Who that mofo that came to showboat just 'cause he float like no other Style smooth as butter and slick like lubricant rubbers So going in on tracks ain't a real test the real quest Is making real tracks with feelings people ain't feel yet Dessy be that suspect for subjects for all the records Set in for all the records I spit in a split of seconds So you can't reckon that I wasn't checking for beats unpleasant I eat up a track and hit your producer up for seconds Remember I'm the face so lace me in the line-up The bars that I could line up could probably bump the fine up Define what never can judge rap is in my blood So much my capularies adapted a sanctuary From the 5th of January every punchline turned into crunch time Was cutting records more times than my school's lunch line So if this hits mine go ahead and pop your wrist fine Been spitting dirty the vocals recording spit shine Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight And I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit 'Til the day I die I'll be puffing lye fuck the world fuck it dry Tell them government spies I won't cover my eyes Won't cower won't move 'cause I don't move like a coward Knowledge is power and the flower of life is ours Get as high as ours maybe you could see the towers Scour your dirty mind and maybe you unleash the power We all got the potential in our body and soul probably you know I found mines right through the pencil started bodying flows But fuck that this be the preview of primeval hip-hop retrieval I hold illegal like them coppers hold weasels to squeal This one for my people headed to the top no redo Thinking up evil but see no evil just be knievel 'Cause I ain't ask to be this good they just made me better They told me cheese at the cams and they made me cheddar And the green only made me clever See God made three Bigs two Pacs but he only made one error Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit I'm a beast with these flows Two birds one stoned you get geese'd when trees rolled They say I'm evil 'cause I trained my ego to see gold 'Cause he know seagulls couldn't see these goals please It's the return of the Beast Coast No cash flashed but the cheese still make teeth show Incognito is how you move on the strip What you tryna be Vito Well there's rules to this shit Don't get clapped y'all ain't real spitters y'all lips chapped Better watch it Mr. Nice Watch don't risk that I got a six-pack of bare skill that I spill like that And everybody know Y'all niggas softspoken down below choking The type to drop the soap when you soakin' in front of most men There's makes sense why you want beef well this frozen It's nuts for you screwed in the tool and can't hold em Better shoot yourself Plaxico because I'm next to go The Progressive flows from New York to New Mexico My lyrical span is what the fans is demandin' Step into my box and that's exactly what'chu stand in Ain't no half steppin' around me And you gotta drown a fish before you clown me The young cop killer I'm that ill so doc' will ya Give me two shots for 2Pac killer nigga Soul searchin' 'til my flows are perfect I ain't tryna be a slave to grow old from workin' Sorry Bada$$ you lucky that I peeped it second Tell them niggas keep it steppin' with they beat selection Check the melodies it's so heavenly That shit'll get your hipster move Audi-opium can I bust soliloquies Got that shit mix and mastered both remedies Grab a spoonful we sturrin' up a pot And you know we gotta serve it while it's hot I'm flowin' like a volcano and drippin' verses off the top Dirty cops still swervin' on the block Lookin' for black kids that spittin' up acid It's in my jeans so don't worry what my pants is Get with the script it's that ignorant shit And they bound to get sick of us quick but I ain't sealin' my lips It's a shift I know you feel it man We blowin' up like a ceiling fan Droppin' off jewels like Killa Cam's man When it comes to kickin' verses I'm Mr. Van Damme Crushin' strawberries it's a jam So throw up both hands if you can Ironic how I'm killin' this shit until they bury me My volume is going in depth with longevity Stupids I come here today to talk about how I feel And I feel like that we are treated differently than other people And I don't like how we're treated Just because of our color doesn't mean anything to me This just the way I feel Mind's been racing so long yeah It's just no way to deal With these problems alone And I really can't take it no more I've been fighting temptations my Lord I'm young and I'm restless I never felt selfish before I've been living so reckless I know Tell me Lord can you help me Now everybody got problems yeah But wouldn't know what way to solve 'em I really came up from the bottom Strugglin' my momma on her last dollar Hustlin' and I've been puttin' in these hours The government been tryna take away what's ours It's really all about the money and the power I just wanna see my people empowered Uh uh tell me how we gon' shape this vision Complainin' all day but in the same condition If you wanna make change it's gon' take commitment Some people enslaved by they religion Can't emancipate them from the mental prisons What I seen through optics transform to wisdom Watch me use my prophets get 'em all to listen I've been on a mission ah And I really can't take it no more I've been fighting temptations my Lord I'm making them restless I never felt selfish before I've been living so reckless I know Tell me Lord can you help me Now everybody got vices yeah But wouldn't know what good advice is Until they leave 'em lifeless Another mama cryin' it's another crisis Lord knows we just tryna live righteous Are you willin' just to make the sacrifices I know we can't continue livin' like this And I'll never sell my soul 'cause that's priceless Tell me how we gon' make a livin' Hustle on the block who gon' save the children Man it's all a plot and I'm just revealin' The media just tryna make a villain I just take the pain and a paint a picture Voices in my head I hear the whispers When I feel this way inhale the swisher Or I sip the liquor ah And I really can't take it no more I've been fighting temptations my Lord I'm making them restless I never felt selfish before I've been living so reckless I know Tell me Lord can you help me This just the way I feel Mind's been racing so long yeah It's just no way to deal With these problems alone And I really can't take it no more I've been fighting temptations my Lord I'm making them restless I never felt selfish before I've been living so reckless I know Tell me Lord can you help me We are black people and we shouldn't have to feel like this We shouldn't have to protest because you are treating us wrong We do this because we need to and we have rights Fuck jumping the broom honey moons I hit the pot Soak me up like a mop know I'm up know there's levels Staring down at the devil hello guess I got the memo Pulling strings like Geppetto you just a puppet fellow I came out of the tomb don't drop a L uh You don't want to see the evils which I dwell in hell To excel this shit never fails always excels They been swallowing sons before the double XL Sex cell ex ask why it never work out I guess I exercise too much when I work out Shows too turnt out return home burnt out Now I got to hear all the shit that you heard 'bout Can I live What these niggas want me off a bridge If I say it's turnt down do I burn that shit Truth is if it ain't real I don't feel it If it don't hit my spirit I don't get near it And that's point blank period know some niggas that fear it Same niggas who know that we the illest Lines so deep a great shark is what I reel up Hit the flow and it can't go realer my whole camp gorillas nigga I stand juxtaposed to all my Pro's realest illest niggas I know See these foes biting the flows they even jooks the pose I guess my CD really shaking the coast 'Cause this really be the year that I feast capisce Nothing defeats the beast I speak my piece Know niggas in the streets that heat seek for me Release and squeeze Might put a Halloween between your spleen Retreat or trickle down to your last pound of green Know what I mean This shit is like taking candy from the babies Under these rappers is just a bunch of Now and Laters They too sweet plus they lease their Mercedes Can't be second greatest I'm the best and def your favorite My flow in-depth nigga I got my wave up It's either get your tidal waved or you could be my neighbor 'Cause if I can't eat then you can't either I need to know need the pizza dough fuck I'm spitting ether for And I'm from the blocks where they sell Cell blocks rock my mental See them fake thugs that you see before can't even spell My flow spill with words you can't pronounce stories you can't tell Say Brain what do you wanna do tonight The same thing we do every night Pinky Try to take over the world Who the fuck is this Joey Bada$$ nigga son Ayo who the fuck passed you the mic And said that you could flow Point 'em out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic Puffin' on stramonium underground like potholes but going fossil These bars like art in the Smithsonian Browsing my laptop lookin' at red fallopian tube I'm only in school for cosmology that's why I act as lonely as you You see I'm wise behind my years and my peers So my voice over the snares is the only way they hear What I got behind my membrane but I've been smoking chem strains So lately I've been having hard times with remembering But be patient my studies prove Egyptians ain't shit But fuck it I'm erratic momma lock me in the attic please Til I draw enough static in my somatic anatomy And come out imputed with fusions of Blueprints and Illmatics I've been going raw this just how I feel rappin' We gave y'all sur' tactics so y'all can't even gas us We taught you how to be prepared but still attacking the masses Y'all better get y'all caskets 'cause we about to annihilate My empire gate's in the Empire State I'm on the higher platform look at the way they clap for 'em Never fuck with phony men 'cause I don't like my back torn Nigga ask Kwon this that top ramen' you ain't used to Keep it neutral to scruple and tell 'em no beef like noodles Keep it neutral just so you can scruple I tell 'em no beef like noodles It's world domination nation you're tuned into my station Always got a doobie and a motherfucking eighth lit Always got the trees so what the fuck you mean I ain't about to rise to the top with my fucking team Ayo who the fuck passed you the mic And said that you could flow Point 'em out bitch I wanna know Who the fuck passed you the mic Will I see you through my hazeus view You ain't running with the apes yet apex at the Empire State neck Hand no crown my niggas take that In this state of mind gotta state facts suspect nigga Who'd've thought that nineteen I might be in my prime Thought of the right scheme everything else align Here's a penny for your thoughts another one another one Eventually the dream was bought Might fuck up your mind if you're lighting up Make sure the ting is tight enough If you tough I'm a titan like Zeus I enlighten them Kick flows 'til it's kung-fu fighting them Is it him it is you who was nice as him And we probably share a trait or two But I can't see what I can't relate to Will I ever get to see you through my hazeus You rap niggas ain't safe yet hah I keep the bombs in my basement When I detonate you can feel the vibrations I got your mind shaking am I right My light gon' spark for generations One day my voice will be heard on every radio station 'Cause fake to real ratio changing and it's Everyday living in this life I see That in every way they wanna see my life decease But I survive the question is for how long Since my homie died I been trying to hold on The happy days of my life is now all gone But I cope with that weed I smoke and writing these songs But it's should I stay should I go Oh Should I stay should I go Oh I don't know I don't know Lord please let me know And we probably share a trait or two But I can't see what I can't relate to Will I ever get to see you through my hazeus Every thing cool like in the state of mind That this state of mine correct cool calm collect Deflect the corrupt with intellect I talk too much the jig is up he has risen up From a division of most kings With their vision positioned for precision It's mind splitting and soul uplifting But still feel so trapped in the solar system If looks could kill I let the swank drill like a deadly weapon I drop bombs on an enemy at any second uh Look at me wrong I turn you to tombstone Lock you in the crosshairs and you gone then I throw my deuce up Sip sangritas with your senorita like me gusta See what that early morning cock will do up to your rooster I bet my cockiness will boost her confidence Then you gon' wonder where your highness went So we burn the Mary Jane till the third degree Some niggas biting flows yo that's burglary Same niggas acting like they never heard of me A fuck nigga could get clocked yo that's word to me Yo my mind boggles when time toggles In the ocean of stars it's hard to find goggles we twisted up So we put it in the air don't let the J's start unravelling We getting blown like a javelin She throw it back like she time traveling Rocked the boat so well she jumped out and started paddling I motorboat it slow then I ripped the flow I'm pretty sure like nice beaches that Even at my weakest I still leave 'em speechless How you like those peaches Find me rotting the apple 'Bout to bump so plump 'bout to lock in the grapple Feeling like the highest man about to tackle Facts like the tat under the cap of the Snapple Cats get decapitated for acting a fool Blacks get their ass sprayed just for making a move 'Cause every time I make a move they be sweating me They want another black man in penitentiary It's even hard for that man standing next to me 'Cause he could catch a bullet that was really meant for me It's like every step bring me close to destiny And every breath I get closer to the death of me I'm just tryna carry out my own legacy But the place I call home ain't letting me 'Cause you can't get by if you don't respect an OG You can't get by if you don't respect an OG 'Cause every corner I turn a nigga testing me And every morning I mourn just for the less of me Sometimes I ask the Lord why he be blessing me And not my brothers whose souls now rest in peace Just pray there's hope for a nigga like me I'm something like the chairman of the board ranting I feel invincible like McMannon One of the last original emcees that's left standing on the planet Strike like a meteor do remedial damage damn it Cats can't stand it get they ass handed and branded By the lyrical New York City bandit True Warrior like Rembrandt Yo some cats claim they fly but really been landed I really can't stand it let me take a seat This where Rosa Parks her bum now make some room for me My old hoes call me now leave a message after the beep I don't wanna speak no I don't wanna speak I pray there's hope for a nigga like me I pray there's hope for a nigga like me for a nigga like me I said niggas pop shit all the time Me I don't trip 'cause they know I'm never lyin' Lookin' between the lines Feel like Ali in his prime Peace to my Slimes and peace to my Crips Neighborhood police and they always on the shift Protect my Bloods look out for my 'cause When it's all said and done we be the realest there was Who else if just not us If you 'bout this revolution please stand up We ain't got no one to trust Time is running up feel the burn in my gut And if you got the guts scream Fuck Donald Trump We don't give a fuck never had one to give Never will forget probably never will forgive Uh I guess that's just how it is And they still won't let the Black man live Feel the energy surge through my veins when I flow Mentally I can never be controlled No sympathy for foes my enemies exposed Will they remember me when I'm gone Shotta boy shotta boy shotta go crazy Me nuh play games so please don't play me Look at what they made me I'm part of the reason they still Crippin' out in Brooklyn Before I was an artist I would book 'em mm Push ya shit back while on them front line nigga ya lunch time I'm by them stop sign you love that wi-fi On mamas for them dirty dollars brains on collars Park the car around the corner I'll be there in a second The murder weapon on me fuck if this bitch start flamin' The cops patrollin' get that punk ass American flag ceremony Aww damn am I going too far Give you some flavor to borrow Bitch yeah it came with the car It's off-white leveled the hard You ball might come with a charge Your kids don't know you no more Your girl's draws stay on the floor No phone call accepted in weeks Your son picked up on your beef real shit From gettin' lynched in field into ownin' buildings Getting millions influencin' white children And oddly we still ain't even Still a small percentage of blacks that's eating Same routines the same dope fiends Them nightmare dreams forever murder season Bad intentions to them picket fences They gave us guns but won't hire us nigga So we killin' senseless Homies murked on the bus benches Retaliation 'cause his mama cryin' Kept it gangsta 'til I modify 'em Feel the energy surge through my veins when I flow Mentally I can never be controlled No sympathy for foes my enemies exposed Will they remember me when I'm gone Shotta boy shotta boy shotta go crazy Me nuh play games so please don't play me Look at what they made me Sometimes I feel alienated Because I'm not up in the stadium playing or on the radio sayin' Fuck 'em broads we don't love 'em we degradin' 'em But always find my self back at the bacchanalian Blood vessels poppin' out my craniums Niggas askin' when the tape gon' drop but I got nothin' to say to them Because I been slacking the skill although my passion is real I'm too caught up catching a feel when I should be cashin' a mil It's something bout me being younger that affected my hunger Got older in number realized I can't count on these hundreds To determine my elation Pursuit of happiness I keep pacin' these motherfuckas racist These ain't fair races they just let the fear erase us Adopted by the slums son of guns this is how they raised us Yo son we gotta raise up don't let them just array us 'Til we raisins in the sun so we gotta wake up 'Cause they always be behind in the cut Always in the skies watchin' stars when they up So don't you confide into the evil and corrupt This is urgent Apex on the vertex tonight we're serving serpents 'Cause they always be behind in the cut Always in the skies watchin' stars when they up So don't you confide into the evil and corrupt This is urgent Got a whole bunch of shit up on my plate now Thinkin' like in the man garden it's a snake now 'Cause I don't know who to believe or who to deceive Got me thinkin' I sold my soul and ain't received a receipt But I won't proceed to retreat Jigga told me watch your throne seat And now I sees it and in respect to B.I.G. I gotta Cease it And I hope he see me 'cause these niggas don't want beef with my talents They ain't fit for this green they just caesar salad You think because you avid they just gonna let you have it It's a lot to learn and that my nigga need to ask us It's the axis of the earth at the birth I found a new balance And now I walk on water just like I knew balance Just like a relative marijuana sedatives Got me thinkin' I should put a bomb right where the Senate is 'Cause they corruptin' the youth we ain't inductin' the truth Lookin' at the president like yo it must be nothin' to you 'Cause they always be behind in the cut Always in the skies watchin' stars when they up So don't you confide into the evil and corrupt This is urgent Apex on the vertex tonight we're serving serpents 'Cause they always be behind in the cut Always in the skies watchin' stars when they up So don't you confide into the evil and corrupt This is urgent I passed the dutch to the left and it started to make sense It's funny how I see it more straight when I'm bent You've been warned on the risk it takes to take to sit on top Been on clock 'cause you could see that I been on watch Shit don't stop 'til you make the sacrifices Trade in what's priceless to ices and devices When the light switch I shift like I'm typin' Livin' in the era where Christ is the crisis The lifeless in the trance actin like yo mans Bitch niggas only know that transactions is the plans But the mic is in my hands so I valor the booth The blacker the berry is the more sour the fruit They ejectin' us to make us cowards to the power of truth Became flowers from roots and now we just move in cahoots I move from the stoop and put my foot right down on the asphalt Every night I ask lord if this what I asked for 'Cause they always be behind in the cut Always in the skies watchin' stars when they up So don't you confide into the evil and corrupt This is urgent Apex on the vertex tonight we're serving serpents 'Cause they always be behind in the cut Always in the skies watchin' stars when they up So don't you confide into the evil and corrupt This is urgent 'Cause they always be behind in the cut Always in the skies watchin' stars when they up So don't you confide into the evil and corrupt This is urgent Apex on the vertex tonight we're serving serpents 'Cause they always be behind in the cut Always in the skies watchin' stars when they up So don't you confide into the evil and corrupt My man Dirty had the buddha just to put me in my right mind I rhyme stoned drop jewels and bright lines Sight dimes wit' slight closed eyes I'm slight sober Ma you ain't that girl at giving throat so bye F it I'm bipolar took shorty to the backroom Play charades she actin like a vacuum Showed her to the door before the afternoon She fell hard on the floor so you know that she'll be back soon Fake MC's get their reps ruined Young villain hop up on the track then the track doomed Click-clack-boom resurrecting boom-bap from the tombs Raps dope like crack in cocoons Back in this mood back on the move It's the motherfucking real nigga chill act cool Pay respect to the cat Drew And I'm way too blessed to be throwing shots at you Big ups to Brooklyn home of the realest Big ups to Brooklyn home of the era I'm tryna find my own lane in this freeway of life Just remember home boy there ain't no free way to life My nigga it's gon cost you try not to lose your soul To the rims hoes and gold 'Cause once the devil grab hold that nigga ain't letting go And I'm far from religious I just know right and wrong I know how to write these songs I know how to light these bongs I know how to rip thongs and I'm pretty good at beer pong Nigga I'm so crazy nigga I'm loco Gassed up like Sunoco press the pedal through the floor Bitch love don't live here no more 'Cause her weave look faker than her Louie bag Weak chick I tried to bag had the nerve to turn me down Heard this song and turned around now she want me to unzip her pants But I'm gone bitch missed her chance I got sick of class started making classics Now all I really do is get the grass lit and bust asses I'm sure to blow like bust acid Puff assist like Maravich a true Maverick And I average above average on an average day Doing bad shit bet you still can't pass this And his teacher still pass him Though they adolescents be addin' rappin' sessions over addin' lessons Like fuck trigonometry I'm trying to multiply monopolies Subtract some homies then divide the cheese Divide legs just to isosceles so my eyes can see through the E Shit on you hypotheses Hypocrisy after essence like apostrophes You can't stand here unless you pay a posture fee Part the cheese head out the spot and leave Light that loud and watch disappear here Thoughts at the speed of light years I could see the light Yeah this the right year made the flow yeah Clear and easy to steer in the space and time erasing fine Amazing in the maze of cliches Each day weighs out enlightenment Niggas blacked out 'cause I got ultra violent Now my wave lengths to the radio waves Still keep it under pavements but not a ratio change My patio the same but I ain't even got to tell them that Poppy leave them dimes at my welcome mat Get high as heavens hope he'll never come back The devil jealous in fact 'cause I rebel the spells With a letter to God I swear you know me so well Some short time after see my music on the shelf And of course I gotta thank myself My wealth is in my happiness and mind And not my pocket health in its ashes If you don't even think sometimes If its passion let relationships synchronize Drowning inside her true eyes is to the higher I don't drink too much I know the bud wiser Uh one hand on the mac one hand on my sac I'm thinking to myself what if I handed it back But I gotta hand it to myself I'm handling rap Handsome versing that's like hand-in-hand combat Rehearsing I got eight arms nigga Disarm your favorite rapper he won't come back Made flex drop eight times nigga On contact rewind that like eight times Got to keep it G this for my masons Figure it out eight times the average amount I may sign which I don't like lime light but I'll shine witcha Bitch I gotta eat I might dine witcha Yeah I got bars but I'm like Akon witcha Convict music for real this industry give me chills 'Cause in the streets I'm chill but still heating up for a mill I'm like so real life is so surreal Sosa really got sealed for the way he revealed Taking hold of pitchforks still but I will never yield In this pitchfork hold thinking I gotta appeal 'Cause I'm thinking like a deal could get me living swell for real But if I skyfall thinking ideal Grassroots with grassroots seeds on Five finger discount weed leaves Exceptionally speaking determination Breeds success and proceeds Feds want the photos and IDs Into them blood like AIDS 'Cause every youth Want the newest Nikes Straight jeans and white tees But these things will get pricey Yeah so gullible just like my first love Stay humble but I knew that I was first up Picked up the pen and that's when I drew my first blood Spill my heart again 'cause the pain'll never end Happiness is temporary always has been I just lost one but sometimes I win I always spread love but sometimes I sin I only trust some that's why I keep a few friends Funny 'cause I used to see my circle never end Always kept like forty-seven friends in my circumference All that's left now is the radius They still here trying to find love on this atmosphere Things get severe for everybody everywhere This is my moment of truth right here Swear I ain't scared of no man I see the omens I pick 'em up and keep it rollin' The omnipresence is omnipotent But I keep going 'til it's all said and done I show all my soul purpose but I'm pretty sure there's one There's a reason why I've come new season's just begun This the death of a psychopomp but a birth of God's son So don't mourn me when I'm gone celebrate my travels Whenever you need me just take a plane to the astral zones I'm headed home I've been hurting too long Time don't stand still so you gotta move on And on and on and on and on and on And on yeah I had a dream I seen my name on the gravel stone And read here lies a G followed by a poem I couldn't see the words but I'm sure what's in his own Funny that I write most when I know my feeling's wrong Went with both shoulders that my head is always on I charged through harm's way carry boulders on my arm I feel strong as I walk through the many storms that Rain on my parade seen the dust cry for days I'm feeling like a young prince I'm drinking today My name ring bells all the way to heaven's gates I guess there really is a heaven for us hip hoppers I really miss my partner And that's a big pun know that I'mma join him When my time come but the story just begun So don't mourn me when I'm gone celebrate my travels Whenever you need me just take a plane to the astral zones I'm headed home I've been hurting too long Time don't stand still so you gotta move on My clouds gray I hope my pain don't show Looking in the sky I wonder where them rainbows go They say that if we reign them pot-of-gold's will show Even skating down the block don't feel the same no more If I ain't looking I still see it all My vision's jaded too much bitches rubbed the crystal balls They stay scheming y'all like the sheep to the shepherd The trees to the leaves you need but not needed So I work alone lone wolf stay creeping I'd rather hunt on my own then be owned and not eating I'm not eatin' not blamin' I'm just sayin' Go to bed with hunger pains while these other niggas caking They too fake No rappers rapping for years waiting 'round for that big break Break a arm break a bond before I go break the bank Break a hundred that's fifty-fifty as long as Rawle eatin' wit me Seen different cities different titties all with no money with me I'm on my grind man no regrets when I die man 'Til we fly man 'til we fly man 'til we fly man You gon' miss us when we fly man So don't mourn me when I'm gone celebrate my travels Whenever you need me just take a plane to the astral zones I'm headed home I've been hurting too long Time don't stand still so you gotta move on From the block to the top Buddha baggies in the sock Only thing that changed now is we ain't runnin' out of stock Used to beg mom dukes for lunch money Honeys used to run from me when pockets was dust bunnies Now what's funny is we done came up and conquered Even the future lookin' bonkers from Compton to Yonkers Though them gangstas grill I tell 'em keep that drama away Don't fuck with thieves I like Jay so who sponsorin' the tape They launchin' out strays I'm tryin' not to get sprayed Whether a spitter or a quitter behind the trigger approaching his prey His eyes bigger won't stop to consider What's right or wrong because it's hard liquor that's inside his liver But that's just daily routine the streets are cooped fiends Whether the hoops or the booth niggas shoot dreams Better choose the right scheme 'Cause you could think you're cool with your nice things But get wiped clean for ice creams when the lights beam But that's just daily routine the streets are cooped fiends Whether the hoops or the booth niggas shoot dreams Better choose the right scheme 'Cause you could think you're cool with your nice things But get wiped clean for ice creams when the lights beam Traded in my Nikes for a new mic I guess it's safe to say he sold soul for his new life Like they were tryna blind us but we know the true designer They didn't wanna see us find the diviners So now we hit the vines up day and night On the regular I know my momma prayin' like She want me reach my aims in life but just stay in sight So I'm shootin' for my dreams hit the booth and it boost my esteem The Pro Era crew recruitin' in them fiends by the boat load Nigga caught a wave and now he surfin' coastal They don't feel the name but they say the music dope though Fuck it that's how it's supposed to go these bloggers too emotional They'll be postin' you until labels start interscopin' you By then it's wild late and I'll be chillin' where I lay 'Cause I'd rather see the top than to be livin' where I lay Imbalances in my Kundalini they tryna put two through my beanie Wish you well tryin' to poof a genie But that's just daily routine the streets are cooped fiends Whether the hoops or the booth niggas shoot dreams Better choose the right scheme 'Cause you could think you're cool with your nice things But get wiped clean for ice creams when the lights beam Always been my mission never secondary Gettin' better every January it's very scary They gon' recognize eventually I take it if they don't give it to me Swear all of it was written for me By a higher conscious spiritually Up and away jump on a plane get on my wave right now I want you believe not only in me but have some faith in yourself I wish you peace and good health happiness and some wealth I threw a coin in the well 'cause I was feelin' so well A token of how I felt never heard if it fell Not a noise not a sound still no reason to doubt Quality what I sell quantity in the sales Quantum physics myself count a million atoms of cells This life I'm livin' it out damn right my vision is now Don't let the prisoner cell build a strut to break out My brothers at the brick house the undercovers stakeout Can't you see it's a trap The type of shit I think 'bout I sensed they needed my help that's why I had to reach out What you think I do it for My brothers under a spell It's clear we livin' in hell the life of a black male Right out the womb you come out and it's a bunch of blackmail Just waitin' for you to fail a special room in the jail With your name a number on it so you property now I see it properly now it's what the poverty 'bout It's all a game of Monopoly tryna cop me a house An elephant in the room until I fit in my tomb And introduced to my doom they say the end comin' soon Legends they never die The niggas only multiply So put your fire up in the sky 'Cause they won't ever kill the light Tables keep turning which way do I go A fire's burning inside of my soul Look ready for whatever comes I hope for the best I taste the peace and pray it never leave my tongue But yet before long the feelings done Perhaps I was foolish just like the boy that prays to only see the sun Maybe life happens like tides One minute you're low and feelin' shallow then all of a sudden you rise Just ride the wave I say to myself Find a way the weight of my wealth It's honestly a lot to bear I play the game of stackin' knowin' that I ought to share How much does a man need How much can he hoard before his greed How can a rich father teach humbleness to his seed Just questions the stubborn all get taught tough lessons God is my only guess 'cause yes faith relieve the stress I find peace again when I find Him and see I'm blessed Real blessed life has always got me wonderin' am I doin' it right and am I hurtin' myself Am I wrongin' the ones that love me the most what a burden to have That ain't no way to live or maybe it is Tables keep turning which way do I go A fire's burning inside of my soul Legends they never die The niggas only multiply So put your fire up in sky 'Cause they won't ever kill the light They say the legends they never die The niggas only multiply So put your fire up in sky 'Cause they won't ever kill the light This is legendary it's never secondary I'm getting better every January The idea of it alone is very scary I kill my enemies by any means necessary I said this is legendary it's never secondary Getting better every January The idea of it alone is very scary I kill my enemies by any means necessary Ayo I don't really cry ask why 'Cause inside no one ever really dies Your presence is still alive Your voice I still hear it I still feel your spirit in a room feel heavenly with the scent of ya We wasn't on the issues but couldn't help but notice your views So many aspects of truth In fact you let the past get to you So thoughts on a better future it couldn't suit you alone We was stoned by the snakes of this life of sin But you taught me a life lesson the fight within Use the power of our minds I was confused at some hour in time My eyes were dark brown but blind But now I see even the sun shines through blinds And now I move enlighten in sightings that I find Enticin' in my prime like look at me now You used to tell me read books niggas bookin' me now But how could I have done it without you though You was the big bro I never ever had you know Why you had to go It hurt me inside I feel guilty walking around outside with false pride If only we could vibe like one more time Hear one more line or share one more rhyme Even show me one more sign of destiny itself would be fine But there's no turning back the hands of time Or delayin' the plans of your mastermind So I hope you came across of what you had to find And watch over the ones you once loved You was my nigga when push came to shove The sky's the limit That's what they told the fuckin' fool I disguised the limit Now I'm aiming for the sun and moon May your soul Rest in Peace Tell my momma I'm a shaman rhymin' Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only idols No Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only rivals I'm the Messiah of rap my catalog's the Bible To the new generation of lost souls Student loans iPhones reality TV shows It shows a host of wise but blind drones Post Babylonia so I'm told It could be bologna so I don't hold it to be fact Just tryna put the pieces together puzzled by this madness If that dollar crashes niggas gone panic what we gon' do How we gon eat Don't even know how to grow fruit Detached from your roots nigga me too I'm doing drugs fornicating and eating fast food But I know I got three eyes 'cause I'm looking past you This for my hundred dollar billers to destroy Spreading word of knowledge to through decoys People realize that it's time to deploy Stay on point open your third eye boy And keep your motherfucking Chakras open Had to escape nest told Moms I'm Apex And plus I lay checks I bust in the latex So it's nothing stopping the kid if you get where I come from Busting conundrums on nuns and condoms Don't want no problems It's the number one solver Can't see me with these sentences get your bars up I'm close to the pen I depend on this shit Ain't tryna be dead bent I'll ascend off this spliff You can't pretend with this shit See I know what's real and what isn't Ain't shit obscured with my vision plus the herbs that I'm hittin' Allow me to observe what is hidden Could have been a cherry-pickin' nigga If I ain't make jams and bury niggas Used to be the sweetest 'til life handed me the lemons nigga Now everyday I see the sour patches The flower of life devoured into ashes This for my hundred dollar billers to destroy Spreading word of knowledge to through decoys People realize that it's time to deploy Stay on point open your third eye boy Killuminati all through your body And I'm still a beast with these flows Feeling real low my tree self esteem roll We drowning out Atlantis can't overflow beast coast I am not the star In fact I plan it all Fuck what the media write bitch this is a fire bar Please don't leave your comment if you are not up to par No names putting you in a verse that's too far You're mundane can't obtain the knowledge in my brain My set told me light you up so this that propane It's Nathan all I gotta do is just spit a flame No escaping you in a swimming pool of champagne You set yourself up for that one mane The king of New York Ha we ain't just gon' let that one hang Last nigga got dethroned and you ain't from my zone The rest of the real niggas is dead and gone I'm getting a ugh I'm getting a ugh from the weak shit That I hear no lyrical style come near me How they gon' try to compare me to what's clearly Barely not nearly as rare as me Swank make hands fold like a rare disease I got all these rap niggas fucking fearing me Heard they was looking for war but ain't declaring me I'm well aware NY not Delaware I'm the real king fella here you more like Prince of Bel-Air I'm clearing the air might fire at will These rap niggas don't want the static for real 'Cause they lines not adjacent to my spectacular skill If you don't fuck with cinematic stand still My life's a movie on the real you can get shot with your hands on the wheel With your pants at ya heels Killuminati all through your body like a twelve gauge shotty And I'm feeling like the realest motherfucker alive And I'm feeling like the like the like the Killuminati all through your all through your all through your I love the competition Go against the beast coast I retired that level of it And now you have to deal with a brother like Joey Which is a magnum with a knife at the tip And a shotgun at the end Yeah another love song gone wrong Should've known you were a woo like Based God in Wonton But I didn't and I ain't even tripping Another foul ball but I'm still glad I hit it 'Cause a lot of niggas didn't you know the coulda should have type Ay pipe down the first night ya boy layed the pipe down Took off the night gown and pulled out the slinky Swanky one time for my nigga Dymes Lord knows we be kicking rhymes 'til the end of time But back to the topic oh yeah I'm pissed off I'm still tripped off and wondering why my shorty dipped off I ain't gonna front a nigga do miss her lip gloss Now she sucks the next nigga dick off and my dick soft So tell me what the fuck I'm 'posed to do And you know it ain't too easy getting over you I sent them postcards so you know it's true I promised that I wouldn't get emotional Why you front like you don't miss my whole cockpit down yo esophagus Chipped nail polishing in the scratches on my back like Did you forget about the time we had the sticky rolled And I tried to suck your titty hole for milk for my Cheerios Did you forget about the video when you first came I hit that spot twice and since then you haven't been the same But now I heard you fucking with some new man Lorraine said she seen him at a bowling lane Walking out the bathroom kinda strange with his shoulder stained Faggot six months and I'm still at it You'll probably never hear this track but I still wrapped it I guess I'm still attracted to you being here I swear I can't imagine you would not even care Whole thing played out like magic and it's kinda weird It's like I did a trick and you won't reappear It ain't fair I need you back sometimes I get scared But I'm a player ain't gonna let you see my tears 'Cause I'm a player ain't gonna let you see my tears So I gotta to make the song cry yeah Yeah make sure my shit sound tight I never knew the world could be this mad Only vision I had of sex was Color Me Badd And I never knew the world could be this cold Only time a nigga die he was playing a role But now niggas get their souls stole' so often They only thing they offer dreamers is a wake and a coffin From New-York to Compton down to Austin She said that orifice morph into abortions without precaution Problem with our people there's too many wannabe Jordan Too many forces thinking they could make a fortune scorin' Too many wannabe actors instead of achieving their masters At least a bachelors but no too many wannabe rappers hah That's just statistics don't mistake me for hypocrites Like niggas in the White House supplying Wite-Out On Jim Crow laws you probably missed it Hard to be persistent when you're tryin' to fight for your existence It ain't easy livin' life like this When you tryin' to be righteous but know a nigga might just Leave you lifeless for prices or high tech devices So keep that Tec-9 or meet your crisis Person mad nervous you surrender to sterling Look them in the eye if looks made you die you know you merk 'em Right there plus his hide is like right here So you know that if you would fight fair then you'd have him like quite scared But don't forget the Tec-9 held high by your right ear So listen loud and clear you don't wanna lose your life dear And don't you show a slight tear or let 'em sight fear Just let em disappear in the night air yeah with yo Nike' Airs Robbed by the crackheads left alone in the apartments Mothers be jobless so they make dollars shaking it topless and Daddy been gone said he took off like ostrich Since he gain knowledge I'm keeping it with the synopsis and Shit like that make you wish you were adopted To escape the pain you join a gang and get intoxicated Have no shame nothing wrong with some Mary Jane The only thing is you do it again and again and again and again And again and again and again It ain't easy livin' life like this When you tryin' to be righteous but know a nigga might just Leave you lifeless for prices or high tech devices It's a war out here mad niggas is dyin' You don't want that shit to be you right I know you gon' hold it down though you know what I mean Just be careful man 'cause niggas out here ain't really worth it You a ill nigga though I like ya style son Imagine me fed up a go-getter for mo' cheddar Po' never blow Berettas 'cause I know no better No school no OG no talent no me What if I just ain't act right What if I pack crack white with my sack tight join the gat fight The click-clack type slide in the vipe with the black stripe And give my friends the back knife 'cause that's life nigga The only lady I can ever match bonds with On some atomic bond shit our love is plutonic But I just can't put my foot on it My one and my only we not only lovers but homies Whenever I'm lonely right on time she arrives She know the business for some minutes I bury that kitty alive oh no I'm kidding but I really be in it And we don't plan on having kiddies But I really be skinnin' really be raw They say sex is the weapon love is really a war And sometimes I feel threatened 'cause she really know all My weaknesses sometimes we fight won't speak and shit But we both know what the sequence is It's like a never-ending cycle something like your menstrual The day you put your menopause I'll pause the instrumentals That's dussace got me in the mental Me and you until the end of time 'til we no longer existential Right on time you are my love This ain't nothing like consistence persistence When we switching positions My mission's to put you in the best conditions My eyes have never seen someone so beautiful so much charm They say one man's trash is another man's treasure No one man's clever one knows no better I like to go get her to keep her warm in cold weather She blow below better then she goes for endeavors Write our names on the clouds in bold letters If hoes ever touch me she load Berettas But trust me she's lusty it must be me rubbin' it off on her skin I can't budge her a pen I swear that her love is just a sin We back at it again fussin' and fightin' I start cussin' she cryin' Break up to make up I start cuttin' then slide it in Then mix the vibe with some Hen you got five I got ten Now we some trippy niggas as high as a fin But what's your game love Already know it We some ordinary people but extraordinary poets Get lost in the Moet when I po' it Fuck it if we drownin' in pain 'cause we don't really show it Right on time you are my love This ain't nothing like consistence persistence When we switching positions My mission's to put you in the best conditions Right on time you are my love This ain't nothing like consistence persistence When we switching positions My mission's to put you in the best conditions My eyes have never seen someone so beautiful so much charm You know yeah Always wanted to have super powers You know uh This for my people tryna stay alive and just stay peaceful So hard to survive a world so lethal Who will take a stand and be our hero of my people yeah This for my people Tryna stay alive and just stay peaceful So hard to survive a world so lethal Who will take a stand and be our hero Uh now all heroes don't wear capes And all villains don't get away But all limits eventually fade I don't wanna be good nigga I'm tryna be great It's hard when your back's against the wall And if you got it all to keep your feet up on the floor So I thank the Lord when I wake up in the morn' 'Cause to inform the world the very reason I was born You can see the power when the mic is in my palm When I storm across the room hit the stage and perform Word is bond don't be alarmed Don't let me have to sound the horn and drop a bomb Wanna get my mom a crib with a lawn Somethin' that my future kids can run up on So I always do my best to carry on Life is like game of chess don't be a pawn my nigga This for my people tryna stay alive and just stay peaceful So hard to survive a world so lethal Who will take a stand and be our hero of my people yeah This for my people Tryna stay alive and just stay peaceful So hard to survive a world so lethal Who will take a stand and be our hero Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane No it's the young black god livin' out his dreams What you mean I been up on an ultralight beam They don't wanna see you fly they just gonna shoot your wings Everything ain't what it seem Wishin' all these dirty cops would come clean Still swervin' on these city blocks for one thing My man just copped a thirty shot protect the team know what I mean Music is a form of expression I'ma use mine just to teach you a lesson Rule one this microphone's a weapon I'm shootin' out the actions manifested and my passion Never restin' I'm surpassin' the expectancy Of life in my direction Man the section 8 depressin' Hard to be progressin' through recession and oppression Not to mention that they had us cell blocked ever since an adolescent This for my people tryna stay alive and just stay peaceful So hard to survive a world so lethal Who will take a stand and be our hero of my people yeah This for my people Tryna stay alive and just stay peaceful So hard to survive a world so lethal Who will take a stand and be our hero It all started with this special herb then after that it came to sexual words I'm meeting shorty up to patch her a verse She played Bonnie and I collide with a vibe when I'm inside her walls I cut my shorties on the side 'cause I decide that she all Mine's I keep her in my eyes at all times Not because I don't trust her I just can't get enough of her On the phone late until her mom dukes be cussing her She played the hustler and I'm like mad customers Man swear I'm in love and ain't afraid to admit it Be blowing up her line man I swear I'm addicted But it's all cool 'cause when in love we all fools They say men lie and women lay naked that's all foolin' Numbers don't matter after the first night Right so what the fuck is love at its first sight If you ask me another stupid analogy Made to cover flaws in the female anatomy It's like a massacre when mass occur I got a massive urge but I had to learn Heard you had it on lock so I pass the word I stash the herb sit back observe That she make me feel good is all I ask of her In the clouds who would've known we would've crash and burn I prayed long and hard hoping things will last with her I ain't mad at her but I really wish that it ain't have to hurt Let's be blunt we're best buds Both knew our role this is more than just a crush I used to pick her up longing for our lips to touch But now I rarely even see her In everybody hood not even the law enforcement can keep up She ain't want no one to know so I kept it on the low Any time that we would kick it I make sure I had some toe I thought I knew her better than anyone would know Bagged her at her friends but home were I would take her Didn't know that she was a ho that only wanted my paper Whenever I was with her my mind would just relax Could've been the hot topic 'cause I swore we were a match and I admit it girl you fine as hell Don't know your perfume but you exert the finest smells You tryna find her then follow her trail She left a few old lovers inside of a jail that's all a part of the tale Ayo don't tell me be patient with no doctor prescription Emotionless positions and provocative visions Should've known you missed a note like the octave was switching Remember hate the game but she's spotting some glitches It's a simulation yeah stimulation Take off your shirt let me feel manipulative My heart like the Himalayas but yeah I gotta slay her I'm crushing on you sweetheart but yeah I'm a player Sort of like Isaiah so baby let me coach you And I know I'm not the first jerk to approach you So this ain't nothing new to you nothing unusual Nothing you ain't used to so my nothing is useable We all try when you go bye we all high Truth is I'm never home and I'm cold if that's where the heart lies So label me as heartless it's not that I don't care I just learned to use my heart less gain sanity and lost stress It put me in a state that just started taking a toll on me Kept the secrets you told me keep emotions I would hold beneath Always kept the L so I know defeat Said everything will feel much better soon as you know I leave Not sure if it's the meds that made you think I'm mediocre I was still body with a glove on you know I'm cold ma I'm in animal pause but you got an Ark When it flooded used to always feel like Noah And I know I know her had these kind of skills I had to show her So I told her I'm the nigga she see on the posters Came back through and I put it in the holster Just had to teach her one time Put it down don't really give a fuck though And tell your bitch don't front though Don't front Com sol e chuva I was born runnin' with the baton Now I'm known as the young intellectual don Until I'm gone where I'm from the real don't get along With the fake look me in the face eyes of the storm You don't want none No beef could never hurt me I be on my Istanbul they cold turkey Firstly it's the double entendre monster Takin' haunted constant trips through your conscious So be cautious If it call for it we leavin' corpses The causes of the coffin is the broken clauses Skeletons in my closet tomorrow's never promised Never mind it because we immortals regardless Real G's move in silence like my designer Intertwined with the timeless divine higher powered I was drippin' in the gold since a minor Sittin' on my throne overlookin' my empire uh uh Resurrection of real you niggas fake Never second-guessin' my kill so choose your fate 'Cause I'm born runnin' with the baton a tickin' time bomb Nigga better ring the alarm uh So keep it spinnin' disc jocker Flick the wrist don't risk that partner These niggas impostors we movin' like the mobsters One false move have 'em sleepin' with the lobsters huh Who you mad at They ain't have to ask that Attack with the backlash where's my cash at Runnin' all through NASDAQ strap in my backpack Goin' off the knack dopeboy in the Cadilac Havin' flashbacks wish a nigga would clap back Hit 'em with the blackjack goin' through a stack fast I snap with the raps I make 'em bring the whole track back Niggas get smacked with the realer When I drop it's all killer no feelings So you better not make a wrong move nigga I'll personally deliver each shot that won't miss ya And when it hit ya it's no warnin' We bombardin' me and my squadron If you want it get your army We droppin' bombs calmly This is no party Any scraps left we just feed 'em to the zombies Death before dishonor I die for my brethren This is a stick-up ocean's fourty-seven Ring the alarm if a war yuh wan get in Ring the alarm we ain't keepin' it calm Need a reason to see the dog break the leash and I'm on Was hungry when I started more ravenous as I evolve Caution hazardous inflictin' damages I can't recall uh Rich in spirit when I broke some laws You know I blacked out they bring the track out I lay the smack down Remember nights on the dirty mattress in the trap house I snap out 'em and flipped it around to where I'm at now Livin' legend finally back up on the map now Resurrection of real let's bring it back It ain't even about the bars they bumpin' whatever slaps now All I hear is that ad-lib rappin' on my SoundCloud Sick of the trash out this is the crackdown Likkle bwoy dun backshot we'll bury ya Big metal ting ya get Captain America Death before dishonor I die for my brethren This is a stick-up ocean's fourty-seven Ring the alarm if a war yuh wan get in It's been my jail since a day old but they know Yeah this ones for the ladies Ayo word to my mother two things I never do Is leave the crib without some rubbers or tell a funky ho I love her These broads be trying to get a brother caught up in a sticky situation Missing menstruation cycles They all psycho ask Michael Before you give her dough for billie jeans and them nice clothes Like whoa don't let them trap you on the tight rope Spike holes in the condom to form a zygote Overnight ask Kwon he know what it's like He wore a hat but it exploded twice But fuck a bad bitch I do this rap shit and put it over life On the coldest nights son shine like a solar strike And I swear I got the weirdest cases Pipe chicks in the weirdest places from rooftops to staircases Like get a load of their faces Face it if you fear hate it you get put into this clear space I don't trust these bitches they will never catch me slippin' Ayo I'm attached too to the cash rules 'Bout to go nuts niggas get their achoos to these cashews Who you know that cool that they drip swagu And I'm here to stay like tattoos on statues Check your mirror nigga that's the second time I passed you Eating my gas fume got me thinking like who gassed you Your girl got gas too she let me tackle for a dutch and a Snapple And that's who you decide to put on shackles I'm that dude fuck values pump up the volume All up in the cut no alcohol just mad booze Tryin to find a pad to bring her back to like a tadpole I'm that folk got bad chicks that I feel bad for Losing to they back bones looking at my cock tip Down to do all all no matter what the synopsis is All it takes is some exotic piff I need all my bad mamis front and center It's a movie scene when I enter Better get your man if he sentimental If you don't get the memo I'm sending metal 'Cause we ain't just letting off on instrumentals no mo' Need the bad mamis front and center It's a movie scene when I enter Better get your man if he sentimental If I don't get the memo I'm sending metal 'Cause we ain't just letting off on instrumentals no more Need the bad mamis front and center It's a movie scene when I enter Better get your man if he sentimental If you don't get the memo I'm sending metal 'Cause we ain't just letting off on instrumentals no more We ain't just letting off on instrumentals no mo' I need all my bad mamis front and center Shake that thing for me when I enter Better get ya man if he sentimental If you don't get the memo I'm sending metal 'Cause we ain't just letting off on instrumentals no mo' Ready to bust my gun I'm rushin' in like Vladimir Putin What you want son Let's get shootin' We comin' for groups of guys in suits and ties Who choose to hide truth from the eye Grab a white collar by his white evil eye Fight or flight yo that's just what it is When you see a pig hit him in his baby back ribs But don't trip I'm just another black kid caught up in the mix Tryna make a dollar outta fifty cents Yo this shit is intense a dumb cop stoppin' me probably 'Cause he's still livin' in the past tense how shit was back then They wanna see the downfall of all black men And African I was sent to put action in But what's new when the po keep flashin' in News flash niggas get a news flash These niggas ain't ready for the war Know what I'm 'bout cut the cheddar close your drawer Please put your bread up We ain't gon' settle for no iceberg lettuce Let us eat when there's war Or end up like venison meat in the street They're not ready for beef Let the fish burn in the pot niggas all in the spot When it turns twelve 'o clock then we'll be curvin' the block Yo cut this shit Man I'm the best in the sector Get your ear buds to grip then I dissect ya Inject ya with my lethal weapon Plant a mine in the deepest section guess who's least expected Mothafucka please respect it The last one to pull my card was easily dealt with They felt it the shift records can't be reckoned with On tracks wreckin' shit ask me why I'm reckless Break a wrist approach my demo with a risk Brought my demo listens I'm a demolition specialist I got the blueprint to this shit Jay to the Oh Vee If Blue was a prince I'm still Joseph Kony Niggas know they can't ever little bro me No matter how big they blow they still a little below Guaranteed the realest that you ever saw The Badmon young kingpin I move dope with that ink pen Fuck what you thinkin' Number ninety-nine never trust no swine Lick a shot one time They say you never know what you got 'Til it's all up and away And it's so lonely at the top Sometimes you wanna throw it away But lately I've been talking to God He told me Heaven is a way better place So I'm taking everything that I've got And I'm running away I'm running away Gone like the wind I can't seem to win I know the end is near but I just don't know when Turn on to CNN look at what I see again It's another black man died at the white hand of justice To tell the truth man I'm fuckin' disgusted I fear for the lives for my sisters my brothers Less fortunate than I let's formulate a plan I'm sick of holdin' grudges I'm loadin' in all my slugs and Aimin' it at the judges fuck the cops Fuck the system and the government you fuckers not Protectin' and servin' You more like damagin' and hurtin' And letting off shots 'til you motherfuckers certain He ain't breathin' you made it clear Fuck your breath nigga you don't even deserve air Don't even deserve shit don't even deserve nothin' If black lives really mattered you niggas would do somethin' Instead we mean nothin' in fact we being hunted They don't want us in abundance They know it's strength in them numbers That's why they gave you one The time is comin' no discussion If you ain't got a gun then you better start runnin' Run to the rock of my salvation Run to the stone that the builder rejected I run to aboriginal Christ Haile Selassie Hear them call some other name Them other guy nuh qualified Tell me America is the land of the free that's a lie 'Cause nobody nuh free 'bout yah Bet how we leave Babylon and go ah Ethiopia And if you don't believe we can achieve that Then you is just another idiot or another Come on bring them M's on in I'm on the upside now you can turn 'em M's upside down We 'bout to win there's an L for the other side of him Most greats that you lost I invite 'em in To my soul don't you feel the vibes when I'm channelin' The innermost of my spirit been engulfed with plenty gold 'Cause most of them labels throw pennies so Who you think investin' in penitentiaries though Same owners as them labels same owners of your cable Spoon feedin' you fables tryna keep your mind stable Your eyes blind and your skin's hazel The truth is under your nasal but even the air's all fucked up How we supposed to see stars Chemical trails above us Plus bunch of other shit that's undiscovered Detached from the roots since we set sail my brothers That's word to motherland sold us on stolen land Visions from brother man he seen us all holdin' hands Fifty years later still see my brothers choked to death R.I.P. to Eric Garner only right I show respect Nowaday they hangin' us by a different tree Branches of the government I can name all three Judicial legislative and executive Lock your pops away your moms then next the kids It's all consecutive I'm just tryna break the cycle I wonder if I'll do it all before they take my life yo Crucify my image the Lord is my witness If them Heaven's gates closed I'ma break all them hinges for my niggas Yes I'ma break all the hinges for my niggas Yes I'ma break all They say you never know what you got 'Til it's all up and away And it's so lonely at the top Sometimes you wanna throw it away But lately I've been talking to God He told me Heaven is a way better place So I'm taking everything that I've got And I'm running away I'm running away I just can't cope with the pain You just won't understand Running away I'm running away I just can't cope with the pain You just won't understand Uh lost in his time I'm just tryna get it like a boss in his prime These fake niggas sublime light for fine sights Wishing we'll fortune but the price ain't quite right The slice ain't quite ripe Still pulling strings how I fly but I don't like kites How they gon' treat Brooklyn's finest not as fine as diamonds And fine nice surrounded by hard flow like Icelands Now we getting icing finances nice And I don't like surprises I like superb prices rising It's the least I could do these verses priceless Rehearse in private reverse her eyelid until she curse in silent Got a problem solve it all my Pros solids We all gon' dine and until then we mobbing So don't push me uh I'm close to the pussy Even closer to the knowledge dropped out of college in advance Then hit the ground running like it's ants in my pants Honey Pop was a bumbaclot and had a queen bee Mommy Uh I love her to the tissue disrespect my blood and it's an issue Now go ahead and buy you some shoes that really fit you I know she always think of little me but now I got big literally Worldwide and physically I'm saying I used to take walks around Little Italy Now I roam 'round Sicily and I'm plotting on a milli Hey pound that hip-hop sounds been profound back Slow down that metronome nigga Let it hit home when the specimen showin' gon' glitter Gold and ices trigger your true ideology I can subtract one with the gun that's true trigonometry But that won't coincide with the true nigga that I'mma be He's royal poverty I kicks philosophies Not because I rock soccer tees I ain't gon' beg but I can please Rock your socks and sockets out your knees Fulfil your needs with similes non-similar Spit that unfamiliar put that on familia If you love hip-hop ladies rub your papillas And fellas beat they chest like they silverback gorillas It's the new age children of the crystal healers Thinking I butterfly I try catapult caterpillars After years of constructing they start assumptions So I keep my circumference of deep fried friends like dumplings But fuck that my nigga we munching we hungry After years of constructing they start assumptions So I keep my circumference of deep fried friends like dumplings But fuck that my nigga we munching we hungry I see you Jigga Hilary Swanking Alright I'm off this This the song I wrote if I died I was on the fifty mile doing nine-five Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives And I'm high mix Ciroc and some blunts 'cause you only live once 'Cause you only live once White girl wasted my wife-girl hate it 'Cause when I'm faded I just wanna see her naked Adjust adjacent like baby let me see your matrix Kama Sutra back to basics Since I was on the go back to the block I looked at my nigga Fly as my heart dropped Sedan in front swervin' as the car stopped In that split second my foot steppin' breakin' I thought to myself I always knew that I would make it All it took was patience and now I'm on the stations Luckily I made it right before my life was taken It was too good to be mistaken for happiness and riches People callin' my phone like they happy that we did it Little did they know I was about to meet my maker Till an angel came down and told me that my time was later Pass the deuce 'member creepin' through the 'jects Had to stash the deuce in my forty 'Low boots International my bread is well earned L's burn smash hoes in Melboure Light skinned jawn look like Chanel Imon One night got her hooked like I'm heroin Vintage Vanson's puffin' on chron Posted lookin' like a slim or Daron Give me some to a song Smoke a nigga like a Newport Long Pass off to my man be a baton 'Cause it ain't no fun if the homies don't get none Right it's like ballin' on a bitty Bunch of bad bitches from different cities Illest niggas in New yitty Kush God Joey Bada$$ relax and stack the skrilly Late night cruisin' fusing the green with the cuban So swift we moving through clouds intruding Celestial Nubians known them since I was a Brand Nubian and they influenced him And now it's new beginnin's catch me sinnin' in Sin City Sittin' and spinnin' and spittin' in ya city Swimmin' in ya bitty put kin in her kitty and breasts Got protection in the vest but still penetrate correct The vets I got the remedy for these bitches Inject enter sex and eject get some intellect And jet 'cause all we do is flex on the weekends They upset 'cause I learned how to flex on the weakest End of my strength they drenched in they trenches The fence in my terrace is gold leave ya defenseless in the cold And I know all you nigga's weaknesses Through my threshold sight on some instinctive shit Got the reggies from the Bush Get lifted like a saint off the kush man all my niggas push So I always got the zipstock in the Ziplock Stay lo like Ralph lip stock hit the Mary won't kiss and tell My lips locked but my grip's not so I pass it off Real burners and we ashing off your furniture Fuck your couch bitch hush your mouth She said she fell in one of them Ls but lust don't count These chickens don't love me they love the account But they will never know what's the amount I keep the hoes in check 'Til they bounce don't ever let a chick see you withdrawn These niggas want to know what I draw with But won't respond to what I've drawn Tetrahedrons take a dose of Patron With knowledge juice and deuce Cubes of Metatron They wouldn't hear the tone through a megaphone let alone Cella phone but my line stay hella blown Hella blown hella blown Yo Houston we got a problem copy Four five hotties in the lobby Said that they can blow the rockets properly but blow up spots and never stop Like them aki's they never get aqui to my property Known around my city like George Pataki Young Jason for them dollars in the mix like teriyaki And round four I force my large Versace Over my big head 'cause I don't live here she getting too cocky Won't spot me in no closet I ain't like Kels and them Her closet full of arm limbs and a skeleton I spray nines on foes bet if you pick five emcees Seven ain't gone flow like me nigga I'm two-six I mean too sick sent to Earth just to shit Mami come steer some new stick got a man I don't give two shits Better tell that doofus deuces before he catch a whipping Hit him in his Charles Dickens and strip him for his Scottie Pippens 'Cause it's all about the big pimping Rob him for his Nixon and then question him about his timing Right here it gets reckless best advice is To tuck your necklace and put your arms right back into your Lexus 'Cause G-Stone Crips they ain't nothing To flex with and billy gang Pyru they really on some next shit So if I were you I would probably ride with two No fool not two dudes two tools As in deuce-deuce 'cause niggas jack you for your soul And your new shoes and your jewels too There's something about another nigga having shit That have a nigga spazzing clips all up in your back and dip 'Cause it's all about bagging the baddest chick Stacking them chicks up in Saks Fifth But word is bond you been on Word is bond you been on American Idol one hand on my bible one hand on my rifle I'm aimin' at my rival sure to leave him dead on arrival They say it's all about survival never lackin' the vitals So I came to kill the game and still gave it revival I'm coming for the title man it's best you throw in the towel Last nigga who tried to vio now facin' a trial I'ma be here for a while gettin' richie like Lionel Now she all up in denial 'cause she gettin' the dial While I'm only gettin' better so she back on my D now I wanna be down but she denounced I got my shot then made her bounce Now you tryna rebound I'm livin' in the now While the future figure me out Told mommy pick a place yo and we out 'Cause Bed Stuy a little unsafe for me now That's why I keep the forty loaded with no safety around Never thought I'd have to hold it I'm just holdin' it down Protect my neck and my crown patrol throughout the town And they judgin' just 'cause my skin color is brown And for that they wanna leave me dead in the ground And have the nerve to blame it all on my background Sorry white America but I'm about to black out Got a message for the world and I won't back out So turn the kid raps loud I'm about to spazz out Watch out another nigga runnin' in the White House But I won't stop 'til this whole shit painted in all black And we on top 'cause my people been paining before crack Media's got this whole thing tainted that's all fact Feedin' you lies like this whole thing wasn't built on our backs Assimilate our history then made it a mystery Now they all inherit the bittersweet victory Look at what they did to me can I get a witness please Justice never served reparations never sent to me It's clear who the enemy they declare war on the end of me Assassinate my character buryin' my entity But they can't kill my energy so when it's said and done They forever gon' remember me The fuck is you tellin' me Fuck is you tellin' me Way more than a celebrity And fuck white supremacy huh I'm out for dead presidents to represent me Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me I'm out for dead presidents to represent me Because I've never known a live one that represent me Well dead presidents to represent me I'm out for dead presidents to represent me Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me Because I've never known a live one that represent me It's no contest can't fuck with the congress Me and my niggas goin' off like bomb threats Topic of conversation my proclamation to the nation and its congregation Been makin' observations like it's my occupation Debatin' speculation like it ain't just second nature Thou shall love thy neighbor don't let that nigga hate you 'Cause he know where you lay up when it's karma time to pay up Climb the ladder of success I'm steady on my way though Devisin' plans while you sleepin' I'm just tryna stay woke You leave me no choice I'm about to bring noise Got to fill this void I got to be the voice What the government is doin' amongst our people is downright evil Disturbin' but not surprisin' that's for certain With all of the conflict of propaganda I believe they are simply tryna slander Start a Civil War within the USA amongst black and white and those alike They are simply pushin' us to our limit so that we can all get together and get with it They want us to rebel so that it makes easier for them to kill us and put us in jails Alton Sterlings are happenin' every day in this country and around the world The scary part boys and girls Is most of these stories don't make it to the news and reach mass consciousness It is for sure time that we as a people stand up for acknowledgement And accomplishment of what we call human rights It is time to rebel better yet raise hell I just want everyone to be cautious about how they go about it Because this is all part of the government's plan and what they been plottin' They're literally beggin' for this to happen so they can kill us off Usin' uprisin' and rebellion as the excuse in a timely fashion The cancerous foods the chemical warfare economic sufferin' is not workin' fast enough There are many steps ahead of us and manifestin' the future that they want We have to work together not only rattlin' them on a physical plane But to outsmart them on an intellectual mental level the same As black men I think our gangs need to do a better job at protectin' us The people our communities and not assistin' in destroyin' them brutally It's time to even the score 'Cause who do we call when the police break the law We are so quick to pick up a gun and kill one another But not quick enough to pick it up and protect each other Damned if he do damned if he don't damned if he runs Or what about them murderers got it We need solutions you better start plottin' now It's always been clear that they don't value our lives My people been sufferin' way too long And I'm tired of singin' the same old song People actin' like this shit isn't happenin' it's downright wrong Justice won't be served by a hashtag and that's the very reason I ask that What are we to do We're scattered around With no clue of this ugly truth All we know is who they ridiculed and who gets minisculed Time to wake the fuck up and do our own research And not form opinions based on just what we've heard America is force feedin' you lies down your throats with a silver spoon And eventually we'll all be doomed Look I love her curves but what's more preferred Is the way she articulates words Can't help observe and stare When she in the mirror Masking the massacre while she fixing her hair I mean she so perfect In her own little world We built the foundation everything I want in a girl And it's a matter of time until her last name mine You got potential baby just imagine us combined I wanna see you shine like the gem that you are Want you be so secure that they can see from afar That you don't need another man And you can stand on your own Let's keep stacking your bread And one day we gonna get gone And get away from here You're the only reason I be staying here Wanna paint a picture let's make it clear The future so bright baby race you there Love is only a feeling Girl you talk too much need to relax No stress please just please roll us a fat Blunt so we can smoke and fill the room with love You buzz 'cause I'm feeling the groove with this one Come take you a sip let's dance under the moon They way that it's lit got me feelin' the mood To vibe and be tuned I'm so into you Let's lose track of the night and stay up til it's noon Watch the sun rise and watch the moon fall Let's leave a few wheels surprised when you spawn Back from the world of infinite beyond Roll your eyes back and let's keep on going Come take a ride I'll be your chauffeur I wanna make you sing to me as your toes curl I love it when she doing all the things I showed her I think our love formin' that's what I owe her Love is only a feeling Low on self-esteem foes been out for me Someone's watching me this love ain't proper B And I guess we them little black beetles This won't attract the singles And that flow is mean but it lacks tacs and needles I spend my days sharpening my skill wills while it's still legal Reading through cathedrals applied to my cerebral They ain't built they feeble driven by the ego The vision of a eagle see the vision in my people How many lives will they take today We ain't equal Another world war sequel and doomsday prequel This ain't the world we thought it was when we was in pre-school Sometimes it's hard to be cool sometimes I feel like I'm see-thru Sometimes I really wish yo I wish that I could be you Away from all the Hollywood acts and record contracts I won't say I take it back because I worked hard for that But this life ain't turn out to be what it seem Ever since I woke up I been living in a dream Who would've thought a marchin' Martin could spark a starvin' artist Spit art at heart young Marcus Garvey Ponders on it hardly rap wonders fondly Smoking herb with just Marley and me This one is for my dogs barking up on the tree Sometimes that wind blows eventually she gon leave That's mother nature for ya uh Patient and sagacious I ain't gon pay shit watch she ain't gon say shit Now that's respectable 'cause most women expect the dough Accept it though words of the wise through them rhythm-wrecking professional exceptional Half man half extraterrestrial Let me tell you what shit is like right now y'all What's life like now tryna figure out They put this mic on trial 'cause he be killin' now Forever bitin' my forbidden style Been laying low for a minute in the game Since I came all these niggas lookin' timid My light could never dimith the Lord is my shepherd Jesus woke a devil in him since sinnin' with least effort Thinking back to those lefferts days And I ain't been the same since I left 6th grade My mind strayed used to have the biggest heart Taking walks with abuela in the park I used to tell her I'ma grow propellers one day and be a good fella Play the hero or whoever the hood gon' tell us Let's just pray it ain't the villain Till then I be feeling some way Thinkin' I can get the Maybach off gun play Instead I let the words play with ninety beats a minute Bet the streets lose a heart beat before the verse finish But life goes on basic rules still apply Bet you can feel that line in any hood you live by From Flatbush to Figg side I was a schoolboy too Hoppin' trains I just missed my Q And what's life like for me it's but a dream Everything ain't what it seems up underneath The surface is but a screen we only see And what's life like now I can't figure out They put my mans on trial say he a killer now Conspiracies we gon' get you out Just keep ya head up G shit is wild It's bugged out 'cause I know you tryna see your child But I'mma hold you down still 'cause you my brother I just gave Will a lil' somethin' for your baby mother But don't stress know you caught up in some b.s Bet next time you see us we gonna be our best Love you my nigga word is bond you'll stay strong Out in New York the same shit is goin' on Peace to all my brothers who keep still holdin' on Been away so long feel like a tickin' time bomb The misjudgment of my kind whom the odds is against Put our backs on the fence so we self defence Followed by a series of unfortunate events Looking like white America got a brother again And what's life like for me it's but a dream Everything ain't what it seems up underneath The surface is but a screen we only see What we know And what's life like for me it's but a dream Everything ain't what it seems up underneath The surface is but a screen we only see What we know Take shots to the face with no peace of mind Give me my piece of mind Take shots to the face with no peace of mind Give me my piece of mind This life is all we know this life is all we know Finally got a piece of the profit Wine and cheese in the seat by the cockpit I ain't mean for your bitch to be watchin' I am me she kept eyein' me Everyday we just makin' deep profits Money long I'm gonna need some deep pockets Hands are to the ceiling when I'm in the building How you make a living Hmm Lately never chillin' mind is on a million things I gotta do Ladies want me when there no time for chillin' no time for you I've been on a different type of time I never liked to rest a different type of grind I'm on South Beach like Tony Montan Feelin' like the whole world is mine And I sit back let your mind run No man knows when his time gone come Every action think about the outcome 'Cause I never outrun no bullet from a gun Don't ask Malcolm ask how come Ask any real nigga really 'bout some When you in the field nigga don't play dumb Better keep your eyes peeled in the rearview Know a couple niggas in the ville will kill you Run up in your hands in the wheel and air you out Never give a fuck never hear you out News clip poppin' up about you whereabouts You don't really want the war so don't go there Got my middle fingers up in my underwear When I'm fuckin' the world on some G shit With the waviest flow make you seasick Hope you can swim in the rhythm I'm deliverin' She drown I'm tellin' her to get a friend White girls and they love me for my melanin Kiss me all over my brown skin I got the soul of a black king It takes control when I'm rapping Let the bitch unload like a Mac-10 Hol' up These rap niggas be actin' up Talk mad shit can't back it up Don't let me catch you lackin' I pack you inside the Maxima Mark them days on the calendar Don't you dare dodge this challenger Sonics is hedge-hodgin' Got heads boppin' way out in Africa Radios be lackin' though You can't front on talents so I'ma kill like every show and any foe and any flow No flex when I be in the zone Know to watch when I come on I check-in in the microphone Collect this check then I'm headin' home But it ain't always been like this 'Member when we was broke as shit Savin' L's 'til next week My ashtrays I got a roach in it I hit it until my finger tips Get burnt at the filter tip 'Fore I learn to take a risk I ain't even had a pot to piss in Listen I'm twistin' the system The mission the recognition I see the future clearly my premonitions is scary Pray that they bury me Where my soul has been heavenly sent For the fathers and martyrs of this art that we formin' We call it hip hop Nigga guess you musta forgot And that's all people wanna see truthfully Don't stop it Pat just keep it runnin' And just ride with a nigga like Just fly with a nigga like Just vibe with a nigga like Show you what this do yo It's been a minute since they seen a style with no gimmicks Clouds is they limits 'cause we in 'em Eyes low squinted more L's but we winning Acting like it's hard to find women when I'm in these hard-to-find linens Remember those days it was hard to find a living But now we got ends and it's only the beginning Big pimpin' fooling dimes rob 'em for they innocence Cake like Entenmann's flow sweet like cinnamon He a child but they treat him like a bigger man 'Cause when the pen in his hand they big 'em up like he Jigga man Know you see him in the mirror fam Before he got popular he been the man With your chick in the cam rolling through an Instagram Got a whiff of grands now everybody say they distant fam Know the haters still jelly but fuck it though it's the jam It's the fuckin' jam Sorry I kept y'all waiting Nothing more nothing less Progress I stand on the corner of the block slinging amethyst rocks Drinking forties of mother earth's private nectar stock Dodging cops cuz' fifty be the devil and I need a fix of that purple rain The type of shit that drives membranes insane Oh yeah I'm in the fast lane snorting candy yams That free my body and soul and send me like Shazaam Never question who I am God knows and I know God personally In fact he lets me call him me When did rap turn into a fashion show Too many makeup artists won't let their passion show The anti-social mogul havin' twenty on twenty visions In needa bifocals for your eyes dilated ojos Open wide never did I owe hoes Suck a dick dilated tell my old hoes Hit my main bitch in the Poconos I'm not Pinocchio I never lied I poke her nose With the dopest dope brand new Pablo brand new God flow It feel like Escobar and Apollo Swank apparel I put a pic on the site 'ya megabytes Y'all niggas ticking me off like headlights Get your head right it all falls down I bread right on the house I went to meet my maker with twenty-five sacred stones Told him save me a few acres Yeah cause' we just some Amethyst Rockstars Amethyst Rockstar Try aim at this Rock Star How is Hip-Hop dead I'm still makin' a killin' Banana clip peelin' and ho's I'm still stealin' This is not for the soda pop niggas Take me to the leader of the new school or the block dealas 'Cause all these fakes mcs take from those figures Is what get fake MC's infront of loose triggers Can't knock the hustle though I may just bust a jigga And lookin' through my eyes you can kinda get the picture Mo money mo problems as you get notorious inglorious until you're a big Victorious no show Only way you get to see the kid is through a photo Or branded up logos and the females come out at night And when they find the pot a gold they strike seducing me Wait yeah you nice on the mic yeah yeah you lookin' right Her friend split and dipped damn I should've seen this I'm in a boobie trap and thats some clever ass cleavage Well I think with my dick I know you want to blow my mind for that reason And after I'm done I still got it leaking I dipped off 'cause knowledge a nigga is still seekin' What you lookin' at son I might rob you blind Defined by every line niggas tryin' to outshine We're both number one enemies it's sad though One on one and it takes two niggas to tango Yeah cause' we just some Amethyst Rockstars Try aim at this Rock Star It's all a hidden history of mysteries I see vividly hysteria 'Cause misery on the interior As shit get more scarier I'm never in fear Just a little inferior in some areas But I share wisdom with Sumerians Somewhere we in the place Peace means harmony not war and armory But fuck that cock your gun back This survival of the fittest Some cats get boxed in where they litter These niggas don't beez in the trap they like bees in the trap Get smoked out and I ain't talkin' bout what you toke out You choked out for really thinkin' that this shit is a silly dream When actually reality ain't what it really seem And I ain't actin' on the scene niggas scream The actions ain't screened just well-schemed I'm tryna' have wealth for my well-being By eighteen pockets healthy green What the fuck is twelve beans I need the cake and cream The stakes is high like feens off a dream jet streaming Having cuisines with the best seasonings Its the vets season Carry a vest you know the reason I'm in Chiraq and I'm getting blown like the breezes The chicken strip teasers Thighs legs and the breast part is the cleavage She even lick it down to the bone marrow She in love but I ain't got a bow and arrow I'm known to jack the booty like I'm Sparrow They ain't tryna' see me in the battle The lines is too narrow They couldn't even outshine my shadow They don't want the beef nigga let alone the cattle They just wanna ride the saddle so sad though Black republican black democrats Black educator black entertainer Black businessman black people Harambee Save the children Okay they sleeping on the crack they overdose Overdose on high fructose royal toast till I'm overthrown And over-slowed I been speakin' over tones Low but keep them L's high legends live long And we gon' be forever this for the Era They tried to tell us we too deep in the flow The mo' the better the mo' clever et cetera whatever Why do they sweat us Dead us they just met us but they won't forget us They don't know better than the worst case I be headed for first place Purchase they position 'cause they worship our position But I too had no pot to piss in and so spot on in this instant And they still ain't got my decision I won't stand under no man Except my high supplier he got the fire I got the lighter I hit the spliff and this what I'm spittin' Like it's gas liquids that I'm drippin' pimpin' I swear all my life I been around crips and bloods Grips and slugs the trigger happiest thugs Claiming the slums and all the hoods that they from Too much of the some got it twisted up blinded in a rat race Cash straight the fake kill jake the snakes too late My eyes dilate and I could tell them how he strafe Coming at me sideways get straighten up Don't deflate it up gimmie the bucks my cash wrinkling up Looking back in the days Amazed 'cause the lab rat done made it out the maze Still feel caged enraged though Used the underground railroad like a runaway slave Broke off the chains still runway fresh Got you on that mental plane with my project jet I'm two steps above that nimbus cloud My limit is low when I'm smoking on that loud Focus in the now when the lotus is around It's the Brooklyn sound a pro found Biggie would be proud about But I don't need a vet to even shout me out Punchlines pack a Pacquiao they can't box me out Niggas hit a nigga quick if he hiccup hiccup Tell me what them know bout the Badmon named Jozif Women come around I look em down like they don't know shit Word around the town is that they got the match explode it I'm a child of the city Son of the streets And it's just a pity They not tough like we And things not look pretty When we got to eat Things get much deeper And I survive thank the father Feel like I was raised by Clans One Order Had to keep calm and hold ma corner 'Cause a stray gun shot if you cross the border Pro Era teach them the pros and cons Of living in a city with a thousand dons A thousand ghetto youths with a thousand guns Cold hearted killers with frozen lungs But praise rastafari we wheel and come again Know I Nyabinghi sit know we the drummer Lightning and thunder a devour them Pro Era teach them the pros and cons Original Chronixx and Joe Badmon No King Selassie we have the golden crown Get ready for the shift we are the chosen ones I'm a child of the city Son of the streets And it's just a pity They not tough like we And things not look pretty When we got to eat Things get much deeper oh no Deeper and deeper The belly of the beast Been get real ugly Now every man has to stand on his own two feet You have to love you have to dove tougher than a concrete It's them to you a white sheet oh dear These are the only child blues The only child blues Back once again hello it's yo' favorite mellow schizo The pavement on this yellow brick road fuckin' up my mental My mood just like the tempo Heartbeat that instrumental I never lack potential every track is essential Every project is special abundant and fundamental Give a fuck about hundreds as long as it's for my mental With wisdom from what I've been through Knowledge that some can't get to Understanding that college is only out for a nickel We could all be so simple tune it to the metronome This how I used to feel back on the metro home Fresh outta class I knew these days they wouldn't last Just a stepping stone I gotta pass another story for the lap But fuck it give him glory when he crash He gettin' revved up heads up and he's coming fast He paved the lane before the cash They tryna swerve me out of that But I don't just got speed nigga I handle my ass Pedal to the gas life is but a getaway dash My mama stash guarded by my pen and pad I'm drawin' weapons with the raps You shoot I shoot back no questions asked Raise your hands for the realest cat alive The only child blues The only child who Yo And I remember sittin' in my room all alone Staring at my ceiling fan getting in my zone Mama was never home Woke up one morning papa was gone Young and lost so I ease my mind to popular songs And of course I sold my mind to music Writing everything I thought Started openin' my mind then I send it abroad They don't know what my ascending has caused My third eye been blinking since Irv Gotti been inking murderous thoughts At least that's how Irv gotta be thinking If I'm takin' a loss and I'm better next week And I'm never weaker Never sinking on the fucking deep end Any shit I missed I prolly peeped it Everything is perception Your perception of yourself or who you are is not what other people think that you are First I wake up wake up thinking of a plan to get my cake up cake up 'Cause I can't pay the rent with school papers I need two acres and more I know how it feel walking out the door pockets out of dough Out it doe be on the flow We smoking indo but we out though adios My audio getting me that Audi dough or the range rov Mahogany colored clothing my hog in the road Drive slow cruising down memory lane before I hit the streets Have my melody playing creators choose flight with my melancholy saying Head between clouds I think I'm married to Jane I remember the days when I'd forever complain That's way before they started paying I was in pain Sick in the brain like I never met a physicist yet Only lyricist on my metaphysics intellect Sweet dreams stuck in the nineties Nineties babies it's a matter of timing Round two bout half of this loud through Don't let them hounds snoop and get soundproofed High frequency sounds too Has statik spot over serious statik shots Scrap vinyls over them statik pops Im a fanatic fly but a sporadic guy Never chat a lot just pass the Lye and guide the youth Stand with the truth Nigga nothin' less When the playbutton pressed Killswitches feel it hit ya chest And meet your death if im caught on the fence know hell hit ya Yes true vets keeps it real whichya Ill wit ya show you the real picture Only keep the ones around that suffer for meals whichya 'Cause when them suckas see ya supper And your cake getting richer and your pockets getting thicker Thats when they want you to remember a nigga But when I handed you the tape you couldn't remember to listen Been on my grind I keep it fifty-fifty Thats hundred on the real no balance scales still trippy Where I live it's either you know talents well and sell records Or no talent well we still sell for the record Somehow the rap game reminds me of the trap game In fact is the exact same and these tracks is my crack caine And if you listening then you a fiend Our music is the cure like some vaccines Exotic to the core so stop asking Got the blueprints to the game but I read it as king There's forty-seven ways to get this green One is being an enslaved being the other dreams Red pill or blue bean I can't sit still I'm too lean nigga Brush my bill on on new beams Niggas on my tail now that I blew green It's all illusions fixed gear cruising Fixed reality shrouded from governmental pollution I ain't a saint the holy ghost up in my aura rebuked it It's the era of indigo and they go with the preaching I ascend as the seasons go on and I vanish 'Cause I notice I'm slowly becoming way more imbalanced A king with the crown firm grip on the chalice Solid gold angel coming back to burn down this Babylon Has told many tales his flows you could sells Mastering wind elements I move with the gales 'Cause I'm a socialite in the night bitch get right enable I'm boxing yo dorm Put my Nikes on the coffee table My tongue's below her navel she makes it where her skills in naval Seals my hands on her extremities we're chopping up these remedies Came in between her and I We leave it to the constellations like should we continue relations I think not 'cause all I do is smoke pot And make beats and yo ass just want back shots Smoker's club Michael Jordan how I'm killing 4 quarters You stashing the trash hoarder Yo girl starting to bath water it's Dirty And that's not an introduction it's nutching Dirt on my shoulders like Hova My niggas turn boulders soft that's the shit that me and jovid saw uh And now its like Pro Era in stores All my niggas opening doors All my bitches is braless flawless more or less Balance was the key more action less speaking Everybody wants a piece Peace Check Yo When I release the flows I goes over yo dome far The nigga to represent the barrio we hold bars I shine further you sons get in the bogart You gotta pick yo road give it a go keep the point God Better with the regis my mind they manifesting Beast coast yea we the pros you don't wanna mess with We leave you breathless don't second guess the best who blessed it Less than yo adolescence when I speak my progression Bring it down baby Bring it down baby uh This is what I asked for asked for Chilling at my back door back off mind tweaking on bath salts Confuse my intelligence maybe I'm irrelevant So eloquent being riders with a elephant The higher rank tryna pull a trump card When I try and do the things I deserve all respect Intricit my amount boy to any amount To any account probably I gets em out uh I can see it through the pyramids I must admit I must admit The mental state with a nigga that was penciled for great Following schedules never scheduled for break But still embrace he'll put ya' neck in a brace Regular days went to getting paid regular Respecting the Era where the Era's been ascending up Got all types of fans that's always sending us love And ex girls that I loved I now offend with a glove And stayed deeper but still heading above 'Cause Mr. Hinds always gotta float to let the people know that nigga head is above Regular sea height 'cause they 3rd eye never seen height 'Cause only this Brooklyn street light gave me shine to shine for these nights Came with the free ice to bag bodies on the beat sipes Looking for who's in charge don't be shocked I'm the plug Get inside like the socket the surgeon the sergeant I'm learning the flaw things In the storm you stand out you can struck and stand up I know how to conduct feelings electric Well we're connected your buttons are pressing Can test the reception I sent you a message Let me know if you get this the question Seen it all in the retrospect took retro steps Like for real there no testing my tribe is not some Tribe called Questions My professions are not no seconds To no veterans and they minutes of fame I'm a menace insane minus the brain as I diminish the flame Make it rain champagne 'til it falls down the drain Got my head up in my dreams Everything ain't what it be seemin' Don't blame me girl blame my semen You got good jeans so your inseams made seamless And off top you're ingenious We took a hit of of the greenest Now she at most fear on the atmosphere but don't intervene us Break her body down to the genus if she leaving She didn't get the pic and now I see Sophia She get the tone sorry Bonita but Sophia got a applebum I'm thinking I should take it home 'Cause when I hit it that pussy closed for sure like she rock that V card again It's funny 'cause I recall hitting the score Play calling told her hit the floor and she started dribbling balls My game foreign way outta line shit make you forfeit The score like four-zip flow like faucets grip up on that pussy like a forcep Aight I done lost it So make ya decisions I'm seeing my visions of double women But I play my position in the cut like incisions This is why I'm not hot I'm sizzling And it's drizzling hoes flows and dough so Foes gonna oppose roll stupid O's You get worn out in these clothes plus groupie hoes Love the nino sucio lingo I only know the language of DeNiro I never lie They never seen a Black boy fly as high past the slash in the sky Got a gash in my eye bleeding out 'Cause when it was seeing out was worth more than the amount Of all of the accounts in this world I proceed to count But it's just mine and I can't find no adjustment time sweet pumpkin pie So just get in sumchin fly And you gon' be my sumchin for the night I'm in town for the day I say it's only right She was a fan so She left her man right where he stand yo had mad plans for joe I demanded a blow whether her name be Wendy or she shy I just want a little Becky this is not a lie Wendy N Becky Wendy N Becky You so sexy but you can't apex me After you done licked my testes don't try to peck me Please respect me don't test me Wendy N Becky Wendy N Becky You so sexy but you can't apex me After you done licked my testes don't try to peck me Please respect me don't test me We used to smoke nickels inside of Nichols Park I paid the piper the pickle she used to pick apart Peppermint sticks in the middle brittle a little hard Cringe when she grin like the Grinch that bitch had a little heart Neck covered in diamonds and hickies Every time I fly in her city she buying a titty Or selling a kidney or trying to get me To believe she's having a kid and that the kid has a mustache and raps pretty Emoji right back like damn she funny Thanking God for the shows that's that plan B money Thinking God my mom's can't be grandmummy Thanking God he ain't never make a plan B for me Choke holdin my wine glass rock bottomin' out Rock paper switchblade rap got him a house Pops got him a car bops got him a couch Girl got him arrested girl got him up out Don't even try to play yourself I think you need to brace yourself Don't even try to play yourself I think you need to brace yourself Don't even try to play yourself I think you need to brace yourself Don't even try to play yourself I think you need to brace yourself When it rains it pours down Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now King me like James straight out of High School To the big games but you know just how i do Adapted to these new ways of living getting money and sinning Go together like denims diamonds and women Tryna balance it at once but keep hitting these blunts Demons of lust keep hinting they stunts when I'm drunk What if I jumped off this cloud full of thinking aloud Into a pool of my sorrow and start sinking in doubt Rethinking it out 'cause tomorrow ain't ever promising And ever blink it counts for a prophet who see deposits But he ain't always see the positives He used to live in poverty Thinking probably One day he strike the lottery 'Cause dreaming big never been odd to me And since a kid Ive been on a musical odyssey I knew the day would come where I wouldn't be sorry in a pile of G's Or probably be rehearsing a verse on the beach Wait reverse in the speech 'Cause it ain't always sunny on the sunny side But I'll stop shining when bunnies fly I turn my dreams to reality So I burn green same time I burn calories though I'm eating now in fact I'm feasting now No more mistreating my miss is treated now No more misleading mister leader now Mister visa now I got green and cards with no limits Bad boy life but shyne with no diddy But it's no biggie I spread love the Brooklyn way But when push come to shove I'm bout that Crooklyn wave Shook for days Don't ever judge a book by a page That could be a cover up if you ain't looking that way But what can I say everything happens for a reason Time will tell 'cause even fall lasts for a season So keep on believing you live and learn die and you teach Another piece of the pie and it's finally sweet But reverse on the speech 'cause it ain't always sunny on the sunny side But I'll stop shining when bunnies fly Said we done came a long way three sixty five bong rips later Last year I ain't make no paper All I earned was some kicks some snares from some haters And some favors from some chicks that move there rumps like shakers But what's that shit I was tryna be the greatest Upgrade to the grade A list but all they do is degrade us And it ain't to hard to be famous Whats hard is sustaining Remaining the same when stuff changing 'Cause I remember days at the bus station waiting Still had no patience so niggas try to play him Imaginary players Imaginary playlist I been your favorite before you even started playing it Who'd of thought that they would come eye wouldn't be sorry In a pile of g's and rehearse a verse on the beach But reverse on the speech 'Cause it ain't always sunny on the sunny side But I'll stop shining when bunnies fly Oh he's broke I told you he was broke Or you know this and that or whatever Then you'll see some other people You'll put that you're here in this house Oh Joey done made it He bought a crib He this he that So it's all a story It's a perception that people make for you along the way So it's not really what it necessarily is at any point or given at time First things first is I been rehearsing these verses In hopes that I hit the surface and keep myself afloat But I know one day I'm earning me some platinum and some gold And all them labels could just reimburse this dick in they throat No more 'cause back when I was four and we was poor You would purchase the store So here I go your little man has got to grow I'm walking out the door My mama just be smiling 'cause she know I got my back ain't gotta worry Only thing she ask is that I hurry Home in time for Christmas for some dinner Worst thing worse I could've been stealing your purse Or just been putting in work and leaving niggas in the dirt But ever since birth I knew I would be something on this Earth So now I spit that dope that shit be hittin' ya nerve And to my papa my word is my bond When you held me in your arms Did you know along that a star was born Then you named me Jo-Vaughn now that name ring alarms Nearly twenty years later we on a plane to The Palms I gotcha back ain't gotta worry Only thing I ask is for some curry Chicken when we land we eatin' dinner Mama seen me on TV again lookin' thinner But I'm lookin' like a winner aye You got to give to get and then you give back Then you give back then you then you give back Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take And here's an ode to the worst of my days I've been working away But the sky's been looking so gray Sometimes I really need to get away I could never forget them gloomy days Although I regret where my time was placed If I could go back some things would be changed And I would know that for a fact it was fame That drew me to this unfamiliar side of my brain That withdrew me from familiar and the closest remains Although I'm gaining ends now I'm losing friends They say that time is money and my time is well spent Girlfriend hit me up to chill but does this shit make sense And I don't expect for you to know if you ain't paying rent I got to make this album and hold it down for my camp Surrounded us all like bonfire When I lay a verse down that's more fire I was born fire uhh Went outside this morning morning uh Seen the sky was falling falling yeah Old man no longer snoring snoring ah The rain just won't stop pouring pouring uh What's heaven's capitol like like like Maybe I can crash tonight night night 'Cause I'm trapped inside this hell hell hole God please answer your cell cell phone I'm coming home tonight can't touch no microphone tonight Outside my comfort zone tonight My brain's blown out my dome tonight Tonight's the night don't you try to put up a fight Don't you trying looking for light 'Cause I'm bout to take that flight Indigo father meant to go farther And travel across the water and pocket a million dollars I am the spirit I am the guava You sippin' out of your coconut beverage in the Bahamas Pardon me mother pardon me father I'm glad that you split apart it was part of my firestarter Along with niggas bitches and ballers And people that look down on me like they so taller I go harder I grow smarter The flow's water like Osama Oughta gropple every dollar every single piece of change Move into the woods so I'll never ever change Lose a couple friends but I'll never ever change I probably miss some money but I never ever change And they can say whatever but I never ever change I feel I understood why the stars went insane Pitter patter with people that really matter And I'mma fuck up regardless 'cause I'm a kid right That's why you can't spell summer without trouble Stripper with no bubble threesome with no double Love without hate life without pain This without that choice without thought A dog with no day a Seattle without rain If it rains in Seattle I'll saddle up and then you can ride with ya nigga Fly with ya nigga high with ya nigga Vibe with me nigga say vibe with me nigga Say if it rains in Seattle I'll take you 'round the world on a Sunday With me one day one day now One day now one day one day If it rains in Seattle I'll saddle up and then you can ride with ya nigga Fly with ya nigga high with ya nigga Vibe with me nigga say vibe with me nigga Say if it rains in Seattle I'll take you 'round the world on a Sunday With me one day one day now One day now one day one day Yo Badass don't act or pretend back at it again Hit it from the back she a addict within She a ride or die slim when she in the denims Remember it like it was yesterday Quarter in the room to elevate said if you ever may Slip then hit her on the hip where the Beretta stay Catch me somersaulting my eyelids Awakened from a dream just perceived how I live So it's make believe rather unique Lavish sweet all live in a rapper physique Hit up a show then after retreat back to the telly with freaks Pack up a bowl and we ain't even eat But we got a appetite for cookie creases and treats And they all got tricks up they sleeve I'm ashing on the bridge Mary Jane fuck your cigarettes I'm laughing out loud ask me if I'm still stressed possessed Hope the boys in blue don't arrest yours truly Respect but suspect protect your neck jewelry Forty-seven and Uzis well-connected and recruiting I be with my Mexicans I know they got the toolie I'm smoking doobies with like twenty of my goons Hotbox the whip and let smoke fill the room Even through my lenses my sense is on the moon Dirty be the name and I came from the black lagoon I'm sick with the ink like infected tattoos Just one love but the two-three's branded on my shoes You would think I had a eighth the way I'm crushing them grapes Had her whining for a taste that's why she's up in my face Them Apex taking over like we running with Apes What's the verdict Nothing but a fucking disgrace nigga This ain't quiddtch but you know the snitch get caught Then get bitched like the bitch she brought throw your fit then walk When they clip all of your Christmas thoughts There's no giving when they take what you got Placed in the crop circle doc with a smock see Art what we drop shopping cart with Da Vinci Whimpering leave that risk to your Pros Wrist full of stone lapidate if they pass me the smoke I'm strapped and irate daps from the fake Get me mad and I contemplate irrational mode Don't think about nada strung you by your collar The flow father who balanced out his chromosomes proper I'm going home partner like Posada they talk beef But toss the ensalada peep the blue Impala There's arrogant cops who stay intruding Can't stop the twenty like protagonist in Absolution Them wack rappers who track-eluding Critic is a random student who use the Era as a new rap influence Faster than ransom shootings or some cancer fluid I still kill and you can't lose it After that day my nigga I remember when he came back to school 3 weeks after Gave that nigga a bible You feel me and you gon' be good Like I can't 'cause you my friend and I can't protect niggas Like all I can tell niggas is sit n' pray and that's it But niggas be taking their life for granted like You know being on some wild cowboy shit you can't You got beef with some nigga like don't be in their vicinity my nigga I feel it Soul music Sometimes I just sit and pray Said I don't know why do I live my life this way Why do I live my life this way Yo said the apex rhymes on the empire's eyes Can testify I'm the best of fly Live your life and I'm gon' live mine Tell me what the fuck an angel does We're seeing kids who ain't aged enough Getting high off angel dust From New-York to Los Angeles there ain't no love in the heart of the city Looking where they car be at And they party at Cardiac arrest can feel risky Real pissy I chase cheese and real pussy yeah Cats used to yawn on his rap now look at 'em Shit ain't been the same since them niggas started booking 'em Pull up with your pen up looking sharper than a bulletin With pin stripes and hollow tip bullets in it He's something that you'd invest in Catch him live on late night but he ain't interestin' Pop up and poop out something like intestine No corrections 'cause the mic been checked in The only time he be asking is when he sexing My team like teenage mutants and X-men Fire spark when I step in He the human torch Inhaling fumes of all sorts of course Steez taught me how to store it in my ball shorts So when we stop by the D we never get caught I say it again we face L's but never lost Either be a warlord for 6 fees short Each day in this living hell feel remorse But he had a million dollar smile way before he flossed Remotely passed off like the generous man And they wonder what it cost to put the pen in my hand But don't understand they the only one who gets the benefit damn Sometimes I just sit and pray They couldn't walk this way in my J's It wouldn't feel despair but disarray Like their souls disappear Son got hot flows got dropped like disarray Couldn't close my ghost souls eyes closed Covered with Ray-Bans I call it my eyes closed and I know Even through shades of black I see brighter days looking back in fact So I relax my mind see what these tracks can find A gold mine that will make me rich in both dimes in mine Gotta make it all mine if you don't mind Right on the block where they sit and play Lives the vicious ways where they spit and spray Vicious trey's coming for the ice you kept in yesterday It's nothing but the history Protecting ya' from being history And then the next day your face is just a mystery For niggas who really ain't feeling me are all my fucking enemies Even the lightest hours requires heavy artillery Accelerate without the breaks of a break And still I'm not eating up to now and there's a lot on my plate All in a day's work of God and his grace You wanna eat then tell God and say grace And avoid the heat getting the boil to surface A soft nigga caught between these rocks and a hard place Because the Mafia is on the look out for the Scarface But the ill-minded child is ill minded child Got a round of styles Killing niggas' mental like a round of shells Very well rounded round it well 'til the highest number Get off my cheeks let me do my thing Interrupt the wave length Live and let live And people talk smart got the balls to say They apex and standing for this way But got nothing to show or give Now what's freedom to you Let's talk about it take a minute think it through I'm all about it but the concept seems new The coppers still shoot us down on Channel 5 news Lock us up for anythin' we do to pay dues Some of us woke while some stay snoozed Zombies walkin' around trippin' over issues The knowledge is official but it's often misused America my masseuse massagin' my back Tryna act like she ain't gonna do me like Pratt Geronimo take a leap and lay flat I'm down to go for my message to spread across the map Holy cross on my back got a bullseye on it I gotta get stoned to fulfill my moment Oppress my oppressor suppress the opponent Channel my ancestor he wouldn't condone it In search of the healin' component Said you would notice If you took notice but you too nosey Time to wake up Won't you come and smell the hot coffee Stick your nose in the wrong places one day you'll OD I swear the whole world owe me I'm nothin' close to the old me If you never knew me then it's too late to be homies Homie say fuck what you told me I'm ridin' out by my lonely Waitin' for the day the big homie take these chains off me Why you can't recognize my stride Always gotta minimize my pride Always gon' criticize my moods I can't make one mistake it's no room Feelin' like I gotta leave real soon I'ma say Namaste and just bloom But for now let you run away from the truths Since you can do anything you want to anyway uh Know some things I ain't supposed to know It's way deeper than just bein' emotional Some things you just couldn't keep on the low Now I'm free by the truth I can't be controlled no more Nothin' like I used to be back before Know it must hurt for you to see me evolve Why you gotta kick me down on all fours Why you can't stand to see me stand tall Tell me why we got a war Why we gotta fight Why we always gotta spar for Why the cops always gotta get called Why you always tryna see me in trouble with the law I guess some things will never change Locked in the cycle tryna break the chains Handcuffs so tight nearly slit my veins This what tough love feels like feel my pain uh Tell me why you don't love me Why you always misjudge me Why you always put so many things above me Why you lead me to believe that I'm ugly Why you never trust me Why you treat me like I don't matter Why you always kicking my ladder Why you never hearing my side to the story Never look me in my eyes say sorry Because America don't love me Whole country turned on me It's no love in the city for the homie Just a gang of police praying they don't ever catch it on me 'Cause America don't love me Whole country turned on me It's no love in the city for the homie Just a gang of police praying they don't ever catch it on me Because America don't love me Whole country turned on me It's no love in the city for the homie Just a gang of police praying they don't ever catch it on me 'Cause America don't love me Whole country turned on me It's no love in the city for the homie Just a gang of police praying they don't ever catch it on me Okay okay you red white and blue Now you no good Miss America How you like this shit huh I went over to her house on Sunday morning Her moms had just gone to church Drive slow homie drive slow Shit my eyes low It's only one way this can work out Drop down I'mma give you twenty if you scurred out You scurred now call me the drill sergeant Charge in the apartment like a charger compartment I'm in the walls now I'm wired up So now the higher up is trying to quiet us uh Smoking on land lord I light it up Just gettin fired up now she coming like a fire truck She threw the towel in score for me oh for she 'Cause she keep howlin' we showdown like Shaolin Slow down for an hour then sink it deep into the shallow end How you like beef girl Keep swallowing your food I'm following your mood and it's blue and me too But I can't lie like I blew this green on you I blew it on the purple fume and I know I read your mind right You're bright you want green of all types like limelight Balance is the kiwi fused in the tunes Third eye sight she rodent the car with three blind mice They chase cheese and don't think twice And for that some niggas in the cut get sliced She looking back Now 'cause she ain't met a nigga as real in the back Down as shack she throw it back for that willingly She hope I catch children But the mag sheilding in other words I wrap feelings Yeah Joey that cat killin' villain I capture the cat in the trap a door she sealing From sicilians to Miss Millins to miss missin' That cat killin' villain I capture the cat in the trap a door she sealing From sicilians to Miss Millins to miss missin' Let the suicide doors up I threw suicides on the tour bus I threw suicides on the private jet You know what that mean I'm fly to death I step in Def Jam buildin' like I'm the shit Tell 'em gimme fifty million or I'ma quit Most rappers' taste level ain't at my waist level Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-yo-face level Don't do no press but I get the most press kit Plus yo my bitch make your bitch look like Precious Somethin' 'bout Mary she gone off that molly Now the whole party is melting like Dali Now everybody is movin' they body Don't sell me apartment I'll move in the lobby Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans Okay now catch up to my campaign Coupe the color of mayonnaise I'm drunk and high at the same time Drinkin' champagne on the airplane Spit rounds like a gun range Beat it up like Rampage Hundred bands cut your girl Now your girl need a Band-Aid Chain the color of Akon Black diamonds backpack rhymin' Co-signed by Louis Vuitton Horsepower horsepower All this Polo on I got horsepower Pound of this cost four thousand Now I make it rain she want more showers All my cars is foreign All my broads is foreign Money tall like Jordan Well it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth If young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you Beautiful mornin' you're the sun in my mornin' babe Now if I fuck this model And she just bleached her asshole And I get bleach on my T-shirt I'ma feel like an asshole I was high when I met her We was down in Tribeca She'll get under your skin if you let her She'll get under your skin if you uh I don't even wanna talk about it I don't even wanna say nothin' Everybody gon' say somethin' I'd be worried if they said nothin' Remind me where I know you from She lookin' like she owe you some'n You know just what we want I wanna wake up with you in my I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say My block behind me like I'm coming out the driveway It's grind day from Friday to next Friday I been up straight for nine days I need a spa day I might let my crew bang my crew deeper than Wu-Tang I'm rollin' with fuck I'm saying Girl you know my crew name You know 2 Chainz I'm pullin' up in that Bruce Wayne But I'm the fuckin' villain Man they kneelin' when I'm walking in the buildin' Freaky women I be feelin' from the bank accounts I'm fillin' What a feelin' Ah man they gotta be Young player from the D That's killing everything that he see for the dough Least that what my check say lost my homie for a decade Nigga down for like twelve years Ain't hug his son since the second grade We top of the totem pole It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team And all our eyes green it only means one thing You ain't fuckin' with the clique Break records at Louis ate breakfast at Gucci My girl a superstar all from a home movie Bow on our arrival the un-American idols What niggas did in Paris got 'em hangin' off the Eiffel Yeah I'm talkin' business we talkin' CIA I'm talkin' George Tenet I seen him the other day He asked me about my Maybach think he had the same Except mine tinted and his might have been rented You know white people get money don't spend it Or maybe they get money buy a business I rather buy eighty gold chains and go ign'ant I know Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me finish Blame it on the pigment we livin' no limits Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment Of our imagination MTV cribs That's Tom Cruise whatever she accuse He wasn't really drunk he just had a frew brews Pass the refreshments a cool cool beverage Everything I do need a news crew's presence Speedboat swerve homie watch out for the waves I'm way too black to burn from sunrays So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii About how I could build a new Rome in one day Every time I'm in Vegas they screamin' like he's Elvis But I just wanna design hotels and nail it Shit is real got me feelin' Israelian Went through deep depression when my mama passed Suicide what kinda talk is that But I been talkin' to God for so long That if you look at my life I guess he's talkin' back Fuckin' with my clique Ain't nobody fresher than my muh'fuckin' clique As I look around they don't do it like my clique And all these bad bitches man They want the they want the they want the We don't want no devils in the house God We want the lord And that's it Hallelujah hand over Satan Jesus praise the Lord Hallelujah God We don't want no devils in the house God We want the lord and that's it Hallelujah hand over Satan Jesus praise the Lord So why send oppression not blessings Why oh why'd you do me wrong You persecute the weak Because it makes you feel so strong don't have much strength to fight So I look to the light to make these wrongs turn right Head up high I look to the light Hey 'cause I know that you'll make everything alright And I know that you'll take good care of your child Oh no longer am afraid of the night 'cause I I look to the light When they come for you I will shield your name I will field their questions I will feel your pain No one can judge 'cause they don't know Foot on the Devil's neck 'til it drifted Pangaea I'm moving all my family from Chatham to Zambia Treat the demons just like Pam I mean I fuck with your friends but damn Gina I been this way since Arthur was anteater Now they wanna hit me with the woo wap the bam Tryna snap photos of familia My daughter look just like Sia you can't see her You can feel the lyrics the spirit coming in braille Tubman of the underground come and follow the trail I made Sunday Candy I'm never going to hell I met Kanye West I'm never going to fail He said let's do a good ass job with Chance three I hear you gotta sell it to snatch the Grammy Let's make it so free and the bars so hard That there ain't one gosh darn part you can't tweet This is my part nobody else speak This little light of mine Glory be to God yeah I'ma make sure that they go where they can't go If they don't wanna ride I'ma still give them raincoats Know what God said when he made the first rainbow Just throw this at the end if I'm too late for the intro Ugh I'm just having fun with it You know that a nigga was lost I laugh in my head 'cause I bet that my ex looking back like a pillar of salt Ugh 'cause they'll flip the script on your ass like Wesley and Spike You cannot mess with the light But I'm looking for more somewhere I can feel safe and end my holy war Father this prayer is for everyone that feels they're not good enough This prayer's for everybody that feels like they're too messed up For everyone that feels they've said I'm sorry too many times You can never go too far when you can't come back home again All them other niggas lame and you know it now When a real nigga hold you down you supposed to drown What you doin' in the club on a Thursday She say she only here for her girl birthday They ordered champagne but still look thirsty Rock Forever twenty-one but just turned thirty I know I got a bad reputation Start a Fight Club Brad reputation I turnt the nightclub out of the basement I'll turn the plane 'round your ass keep complainin' How you gon' be mad on vacation Dutty wining 'round all these Jamaicans Uh this that prom shit Got a fresh cut straight out the salon bitch I know you're tired of lovin' of lovin' With nobody to love Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures One good girl is worth a thousand bitches I wanna fuck you hard on the sink After that give you somethin' to drink Step back can't get spunk on the mink Hey you remember where we first met Okay I don't remember where we first met But hey admittin' is the first step And hey you know ain't nobody perfect And I know with the hoes I got the worst rep But hey their backstroke I'm tryna perfect And hey ayo we made it Thanksgivin' So hey maybe we can make it to Christmas She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches Maybe we could still make it to the church steps But first you gon' remember how to forget After all these long-ass verses I'm tired you tired Jesus wept I know you're tired of lovin' of lovin' With nobody to love Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures One good girl is worth a thousand bitches Bitch I'm a monster no-good blood-sucker Fat motherfucker now look who's in trouble As you run through my jungles all you hear is rumbles Kanye West samples here's one for example Gossip gossip nigga just stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert Profit profit nigga I got it The best living or dead hands down huh Less talk more head right now huh And my eyes more red than the devil is And I'm about to take it to another level bitch No matter who you go and get ain't nobody cold as this Do the rap and the track triple double no assists And my only focus is staying on some bogus shit Arguing with my older bitch acting like I owe her shit I heard that people sing raps to give the track pain Bought the chain that always give me back pain Fucking up my money so yeah I had to act sane Chi nigga but these hoes love my accent Chick came up to me and said This the number to dial If you wanna make your #1 your #2 now Mix that Goose and Malibu I call it Malibooyah Goddamn Yeezy how he hit 'em with a new style Know that motherfucker well What you gonna do now Whatever I want to do Gosh It's cool now Know I'm gonna do ah it's the new now Think you motherfuckers really really need to cool out 'Cause you'll never get on top of this So mommy best advice is just to get on top of this Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh Put the pussy in a sarcophagus Now she claiming that I bruised her esophagus Head of the class and she just won a swallowship I'm living in the future so the present is my past My presence is a present kiss my ass Gossip nigga just stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert Profit profit nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert Sasquatch Godzilla King Kong Loch Ness Goblin ghoul a zombie with no conscience Question What do these things all have in common Everybody knows I'm a motherfucking monster Conquer stomp ya stop your silly nonsense Nonsense none of you niggas know where the swamp is None of you niggas have seen the carnage that I've seen I still hear fiends scream in my dreams Murder murder in black convertibles I Kill the block I murder the avenues I Rape and pillage your village women and children Everybody want to know what my Achilles' heel is Love I don't get enough of it All I get is these vampires and blood-suckers All I see is these niggas I made millionaires Milling about spilling they feelings in the air All I see is these fake fucks with no fangs Tryna draw blood from my ice-cold veins I smell a massacre Seems to be the only way to back you bastards up Pull up in the monster automobile gangsta With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka Yeah I'm in that Tonka color of Willy Wonka You could be the king but watch the queen conquer Okay first things first I'll eat your brains Then I'ma start rocking gold teeth and fangs 'Cause that's what a motherfucking monster do Hair dresser from Milan that's the monster 'do Monster Giuseppe heel that's the monster shoe Young Money is the roster and a monster crew And I'm all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face And if I'm fake I ain't notice 'cause my money ain't So let me get this straight wait I'm the rookie But my features and my shows ten times your pay Fifty grands for a verse no album out Yeah my money's so tall that my Barbies got to climb it Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate violent Nicki on them titties when I sign it That's how these niggas so one-track-minded But really really I don't give a fuck And I'll say bride of Chucky it's Child's Play Just killed another career it's a mild day Besides 'Ye they can't stand besides me I think me you and Am should menage Friday Pink wig thick ass give 'em whiplash I think big get cash make 'em blink fast Now look at what you just saw this is what you live for I'm a motherfucking monster My mama was raised in the era when Clean water was only served to the fairer skin Doin' clothes you woulda thought I had help But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself You see it's broke nigga racism And it's rich nigga racism Used to only be niggas now everybody playin' Spendin' everything on Alexander Wang You see it's leaders and it's followers But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower I throw these Maybach keys I wear my heart on the sleeve I know that we the new slaves They throwin' hate at me Want me to stay at ease Fuck you and your corporation Y'all niggas can't control me I know that we the new slaves I'm 'bout to wild the fuck out I'm goin' Bobby Boucher I know that pussy ain't free You niggas pussy ain't me Y'all throwin' contracts at me You know that niggas can't read Throw on some Maybach keys Fuck it c'est la vie I know that we the new slaves Y'all niggas can't fuck with me Y'all niggas can't fuck with 'Ye I'll move my family out the country So you can't see where I stay So go and grab the reporters So I can smash their recorders See they'll confuse us with some bullshit Like the New World Order Meanwhile the DEA teamed up with the FBI They tryna lock niggas up They tryna make new slaves See that's that privately owned prison Get your piece today They prolly all in the Hamptons Braggin' 'bout what they made Fuck you and your Hampton house I'll fuck your Hampton spouse Came on her Hampton blouse And in her Hampton mouth Y'all 'bout to turn shit up I'm 'bout to tear shit down I'm 'bout to air shit out Now what the fuck they gon' say now I won't end this high not this time again So long so long so long you cannot survive And I'm not dyin' and I can't lose I can't lose no I can't lose 'Cause I can't leave it to you So let's get too high get too high again Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Blood on the leaves I just need to clear my mind now It's been racin' since the summertime Now I'm holdin' down the summer now And all I want is what I can't buy now 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I told you to wait Yeah I told you to wait So I'ma need a little more time now 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I thought you could wait Yeah I thought you could wait These bitches surroundin' me All want something out me Then they talk about me Would be lost without me We could've been somebody Thought you'd be different 'bout it Now I know you not it So let's get on with it We could've been somebody 'stead you had to tell somebody Let's take it back to the first party When you tried your first molly And came out of your body Running naked down the lobby And you was screamin' that you love me Before the limelight tore ya Before the limelight stole ya Remember we were so young When I would hold you Before the blood on the leaves I know there ain't wrong with me Something strange is happenin' You could've been somebody We could've ugh we could've been somebody Or was it on the first party When we tried our first molly And came out of our body Before they call lawyers Before you tried to destroy us How you gon' lie to the lawyer It's like I don't even know ya I gotta bring it back to the 'nolia Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down with my niggas I ride with my niggas I'd die for my To all my second string bitches try and get a baby Trying to get a baby now you talkin' crazy I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay-Z He ain't with you he with Beyonce you need to stop actin' lazy She Instagram herself like BadBitchAlert He Instagram his watch like MadRichAlert He only wanna see that ass in reverse Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse Now you sittin' courtside wifey on the other side Gotta keep 'em separated I call that apartheid Then she said she impregnated that's the night your heart died Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that Main reason 'cause your pastor said you can't abort that Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that That goin' to that owin' money that the court got All in on that alimony uh yeah 'til death but do your part unholy matrimony That summer night holdin' long and long 'din long Now waiting for the summer rose and Pardon I'm getting my scream on But watch who you bring home They see a black man with a white woman At the top floor they gone come to kill King Kong Middle America packed in Came to see me in my black skin Number one question they're askin' Fuck every question you askin' If I don't get ran out by Catholics Here come some conservative Baptists Claiming I'm overreactin' Like them black kids in Chiraq bitch Four in the mornin' and I'm zonin' They say I'm possessed it's an omen I keep it three hundred like the Romans Three hundreds bitches where the Trojans Baby we livin' in the moment I've been a menace for the longest But I ain't finished I'm devoted And you know it and you know it So follow me up 'cause this shit 'bout to go I'm doing five hundreds I'm outta control But there's nowhere to go And there's no way to slow If I knew what I knew in the past I would've been blacked out on your ass Four in the mornin' and I'm zonin' They say I'm possessed it's an omen Baby we livin' in the moment I've been a menace for the longest But I ain't finished I'm devoted And you know it and you know it Stop all that coon shit Early morning cartoon shit This is that goon shit Fuck up your whole afternoon shit I'm aware I'm a wolf Soon as the moon hit I'm aware I'm a king Back out the tomb bitch Black out the room bitch Stop all that coon shit These niggas ain't doin' shit Them niggas ain't doin' shit Come on homie what happened You niggas ain't breathin' you gaspin' These niggas ain't ready for action Fraud niggas y'all niggas that's that shit I don't like Your shit make-believe rappin' about my own life Real names kill things that's that shit I won't write 'Cause my niggas still sellin' dope like they ain't on their third strikes Campin' out in that corridor fuck you waitin' on Jordans for I middle-man it for twenty-three just meet me somewhere 'round Baltimore SoHo or Tribeca three hoes trifecta Dope money hope money Hublot my watch better My pen's better you don't write trendsetter you clone-like Pay homage or K's vomit ungrateful niggas I don't like A smile in my face is what I don't like They steal your whole sound that's a soundbite The media crucify me like they did Christ They want to find me not breathin' like they found Mike A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite But I'd never hit a woman never in my life I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife' In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice Eatin' good vegetarian with the brown rice Girls kissin' girls 'cause it's hot right But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes They ain't about that life they ain't about that life We hangin' out the window it's about to be a Suge night Free Bump J real nigga for life Shoutout to Derrick Rose man that nigga nice Shoutout to L.E.P. Jay Boogie right Fake Gucci that's that shit that I don't like Smokin' on this dope higher than a kite This bitch gon' love me now she gon' let me pipe I don't want relations I just want one night 'Cause a thirsty bitch that's the shit that I don't like I got tats up on my arm 'cause this shit is life And I stunt so much in clothes 'cause I'm livin' life I come up on the scene and I'm stealin' light Bitch I'm high off life got me feelin' right Bitch I'm Chief Keef fuck who don't like Whoa we are not one and the same Nigga I'm fuckin' insane fuck is you sayin' Yo' ass been doin' the same Shit not doin' what you sayin' dang I told yo' old bitch she was fuckin' a lame Turn one ho to a train Blaow blang my niggas holdin' that pain I just hope you been prayin' Ridin' for my niggas and that's for life High class I'm just surrounded by these lowlives And I run this bitch like it's no lights Goin' hard the whole night 'cause I ain't goin' back to my old life I done sold purp I done sold white Runnin' outta work that's that shit I don't like She never let me hit it she gave me dome twice She blowin' up my phone that's that bitch I don't like Nah jean jacket with the sleeves cut Put the pressure on 'em just when they think that I eased up Thirty for the Cuban 'nother thirty for the Jesus Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us suckas A fuck nigga that's that shit I don't like A snitch nigga that's that shit I don't like A bitch nigga that's that shit I don't like Sneak disser that's that shit I don't like Man I can understand how it might be Kinda hard to love a girl like me I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know Swizz told me let the beat rock For all my Southside niggas that know me best I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex Why I made that bitch famous I made that bitch famous For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West If you see 'em in the streets give 'em Kanye's best Why They mad they ain't famous They mad they still nameless Her man in the store tryna try his best But he just can't seem to get Kanye fresh But we still hood famous Yeah we still hood famous I just wanted you to know I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start I don't blame you much for wanting to be free Wake up Mr. West Oh he's up I just wanted you to know I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin' That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin' She in school to be a real estate agent Last month I helped her with the car payment Young and we alive whoo We never gonna die whoo I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt Put one up in the sky The sun is in my eyes whoo Woke up and felt the vibe whoo No matter how hard they try whoo We never gonna die I just wanted you to know I just wanted you to know I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know Real friends how many of us How many of us how many jealous Real friends It's not many of us we smile at each other But how many honest Trust issues Switched up the number I can't be bothered I cannot blame you for havin' an angle I ain't got no issues I'm just doin' my thing Hope you're doin' your thing too I'm a deadbeat cousin I hate family reunions Fuck the church up by drinkin' at the communion Spillin' free wine now my tux is ruined In town for a day what the fuck we doin' Who your real friends We all came from the bottom I'm always blamin' you but what's sad you not the problem Damn I forgot to call her shit I thought it was Thursday Why you wait a week to call my phone in the first place When was the last time I remembered a birthday When was the last time I wasn't in a hurry Tell me you want your tickets when it's gametime Even to call your daughter on her FaceTime Even when we was young I used to make time Now we be way too busy just to make time Even for my Real friends I guess I get what I deserve don't I Word on the streets is they ain't heard from him I guess I get what I deserve don't I Talked down on my name throwed dirt on him I couldn't tell you how old your daughter was Couldn't tell you how old your son is I got my own Jr. on the way dawg Plus I already got one kid Couldn't tell you much about the fam though I just showed up for the yams though Maybe fifteen minutes took some pictures with your sister Merry Christmas then I'm finished then it's back to business You wanna ask some questions 'bout some real shit Like I ain't got enough pressure to deal with Please don't pressure me with that bill shit 'Cause everybody got 'em that ain't children Oh you've been nothin' but a friend to me Niggas thinkin' I'm crazy you defendin' me It's funny I ain't spoke to niggas in centuries To be honest dawg I ain't feelin' your energy Money turn your kin into an enemy Niggas ain't real as they pretend to be Lookin' for all my real friends How many of us How many of us are real friends To real friends 'til the reel end 'til the wheels fall off 'til the wheels don't spin How many real friends Just to ask you a question Just to see how you was feelin' For the last you was frontin' What's best for your family immediate or extended Any argument the media'll extend it I had a cousin that stole my laptop that I was fuckin' bitches on How many Real friends I guess I get what I deserve don't I Word on the streets is they ain't heard from him I guess I get what I deserve don't I Talked down on my name throwed dirt on him I miss the old Kanye straight from the Go Kanye Chop up the soul Kanye set on his goals Kanye I hate the new Kanye the bad mood Kanye The always rude Kanye spaz in the news Kanye I miss the sweet Kanye chop up the beats Kanye I gotta say at that time I'd like to meet Kanye See I invented Kanye it wasn't any Kanyes And now I look and look around and there's so many Kanyes I used to love Kanye I used to love Kanye I even had the pink polo I thought I was Kanye What if Kanye made a song about Kanye That's all it was Kanye we still love Kanye And I love you like Kanye loves Kanye Up in the mornin' miss you bad Sorry I ain't call you back same problem my father had All this time all he had all he had And what he dreamed all his cash Market crashed hurt him bad People get divorced for that Dropped some stacks pops is good Mama passed in Hollywood If you ask lost my soul Drivin' fast lost control Off the road jaw was broke 'Member we all was broke 'Member I'm comin' back I'll be takin' all the stacks oh I got broads in Atlanta Twistin' dope lean and the Fanta Stacks oh Credit cards and the scammers Hittin' off licks in the bando Takin' all the stacks oh Going out like I'm Montana Hundred killers hundred hammers Sellin' bar candy Man I'm the macho like Randy The choppa go Oscar for Grammy Bitch nigga pull up ya panty Hope you killas understand me Takin' all the stacks oh I got broads in Atlanta Twist the dope lean and shit sippin' Fanta Stacks oh Credit cards and the scammers Wake up Versace shit life Desiigner Takin' all the stacks oh Whole bunch of lavish shit They be askin' 'round town who be clappin' shit I be pullin' up stuff in the Phantom ship I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti whip look how I try this shit Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray tan It was more than soft porn for the K-man Hell you know my repertoire is like a wrestler I show you the ropes connect the dots A country girl that love Hollywood Mama used to cook red beans and rice Now it's Denny's 4 in the morning spoil your appetite Liquor pouring and niggas swarming your section with erection Smoke in every direction middle finger pedestrians Music and iPhone cameras This shit unanimous for you it's damaging for you I think That pussy should only be holding exclusive rights to me I mean He flew you in this motherfucker on first class Even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag Now you wanna divide the yam like it equate the math That shit don't add up you're making him mad as fuck She said she came out here to find an A-list rapper I said baby spin that 'round and say the alphabet backwards You're dealing with malpractice don't kill a good nigga's confidence Just 'cause he a nerd and you don't know what a condom is The head still good though the head still good though Make a nigga say big words and act lyrical Make me get spiritual Make me believe in miracles Buddhist monks and Cap'n Crunch cereal Lord have mercy thou will not hurt me Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday Bottle service head service I came in first place The opportunity the proper top of breast and booty cheek The pop community I mean these bitches come with union fee And I want two of these moving units through consumer streets Then my shoe released she was kickin' in gratuity And yeah G I was all for it Kendrick Lamar you kind of dumb to be a poet I'ma put you on game for the lames that don't know they're a rookie Instagram is the best way to promote some pussy Friday night tryna make it into the city Breakneck speeds passenger seat somethin' pretty Thinking back to how I got here in the first place Second class bitches wouldn't let me on first base A backpack nigga with luxury taste buds And the Louis Vuitton store got all of my pay stubs Got pussy from beats I did for niggas more famous When did I become A list I wasn't even on a list Strippers get invited to where they only got hired When I get on my Steve Jobs somebody gon' get fired I was uninspired since Lauryn Hill retired And 3 Stacks man you preach it to the choir Any rumor you ever heard about me was true and legendary I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries For all my niggas with babies by bitches That use they kids as meal tickets Not knowin' the disconnect from the father The next generation will be the real victims I can't fault 'em really I remember Amber told my boy no matter what happens she ain't goin' back to Philly Back to our regularly scheduled programmin' Of weak content and slow jammin' But don't worry this one's so jammin' You know it L.A. it's so jammin' I be thinkin' every day Mulholland Drive need to put up some goddamn barricades I be paranoid every time The pressure the problem ain't I be drivin' The problem is I be textin' My psychiatrist got kids that I inspired First song they played for me was 'bout their friend that just died Textin' and drivin' down Mulholland Drive I be worried 'bout my daughter I be worried 'bout Kim But Saint is baby 'Ye I ain't worried 'bout him Had my life threatened by best friends with selfish intents What I'm supposed to do Ride around with a bulletproof car and some tints Every agent I know know I hate agents I'm too black I'm too vocal I'm too flagrant Something smellin' like shit that's the new fragrance It's just me I do it my way bitch Some days I'm in my Yeezys some days I'm in my Vans If I knew y'all made plans I wouldn't have popped the Xans I know some fans thought I wouldn't rap like this again But the writer's block is over emcees cancel your plans A thirty-eight-year-old eight-year-old with rich nigga problems Tell my wife that I hate the Rolls so I don't never drive it It took 6 months to get the Maybach all matted out And my assistant crashed it soon as they backed it out God damn got a bald fade I might slam Pink fur got Nori dressin' like Cam Whole family gettin' money thank God for E I love rockin' jewelry a whole neck full Bitches say he funny and disrespectful I feel like Pablo when I'm workin' on my shoes I feel like Pablo when I see me on the news I feel like Pablo when I'm workin' on my house Tell 'em party's in here we don't need to go out We need the turbo thots high speed turbo thots She brace herself and hold my stomach good dick'll do that She keep pushin' me back good dick'll do that She push me back when the dick go too deep This good dick'll put your ass to sleep And as far as real friends tell all my cousins I love 'em Even the one that stole the laptop you dirty motherfucker Let me tell you I'm out here from a very far away place All for a chance to be a star Nowhere seems to be too far Yeah you supermodel thick Damn that ass bustin' out the bottom I'ma lose my mind in it Crazy that medulla oblongata Get to rubbin' on my lamp Get the genie out the bottle Pussy good go and back it up Pipe her up I'ma pipe her up Make her mine I done fell in love Juicy thing make that pussy sing One more time baby do it big Make it cry come boohoo this shit Yeah you supermodel thick Damn that ass bustin' out the bottom I'ma lose my mind in it Crazy that medulla oblongata Get to rubbin' on my lamp Get the genie out the bottle If I pull up with a Kerry Washington That's gon' be an enormous scandal I could have Naomi Campbell And still might want me a Stormy Daniels Sometimes you gotta bag the boss up I call that takin' Corey Gambles Find yourself up in the food court You might have to enjoy a sample All these thots on Christian Mingle Almost what got Tristan single If you don't ball like him or Kobe Guarantee that bitch gonna leave you Ayy time is extremely valuable And I prefer to waste it on girls that's basic That's just some Ye shit Right now let's do what we want Let's have a threesome me you and a blunt I love your titties 'cause they prove I can focus on two things at once Yeah you supermodel thick Damn that ass bustin' out the bottom I'ma lose my mind in it Crazy that medulla oblongata Get to rubbin' on my lamp Get the genie out the bottle Yeah you supermodel thick Damn that ass bustin' out the bottom I'ma lose my mind in it Crazy that medulla oblongata Get to rubbin' on my lamp Get the genie out the bottle I'm living in that twenty-first Century doing something mean to it Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it Screams from the haters got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music No one man should have all that power The clock's ticking I just count the hours Stop tripping I'm tripping off the power The system broken the school is closed the prison's open We ain't got nothing to lose motherfucker we rolling Huh Motherfucker we rolling With some light-skinned girls and some Kelly Rowlands In this white man world we the ones chosen So goodnight cruel world I'll see you in the morning Huh I'll see you in the morning This is way too much I need a moment No one man should have all that power The clock's ticking I just count the hours Stop tripping I'm tripping off the power Till then fuck that the world's ours Tell them Yeezy said they can kiss my whole ass More specifically they can kiss my asshole I'm an asshole You niggas got jokes You short-minded niggas thoughts is Napoleon My furs is Mongolian my ice brought the goalies in And I embody every characteristic of the egotistic He knows he's so fucking gifted I just needed time alone with my own thoughts Got treasures in my mind but couldn't open up my own vault My childlike creativity purity and honesty Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts Reality is catching up with me Taking my inner child I'm fighting for custody With these responsibilities that they entrusted me As I look down at my diamond encrusted piece Thinking no one man should have all that power The clock's ticking I just count the hours Stop tripping I'm tripping off the powder Till then fuck that the world's ours Colin Powells Austin Powers Lost in translation with a whole fucking nation They say I was the abomination of Obama's nation Well that's a pretty bad way to start the conversation At the end of the day god damn it I'm killing this shit I know damn well y'all feeling this shit I don't need your pussy bitch I'm on my own dick I ain't gotta power trip who you going home with How 'Ye doing I'm surviving I was drinking earlier now I'm driving Where the bad bitches huh Where you hiding I got the power to make your life so exciting Now this will be a beautiful death I'm jumping out the window I'm letting everything go I'm letting everything go You got the power to let power go That you turned out how you turned out How you turned out you too wild You too wild you too wild You too wild I need you now Cry who needs sorry when there's Hennessy Your eyes don't lie you're much too good to be true Yeah I feel you burning everything's burning Your wings might melt you're much too good to be true I was lost and beat up Turned out burned up You found me through a heartache Didn't know me you were drawn in I was lost and beat up I was warm flesh unseasoned You found me in your gaze Well I found me oh Jesus I was too wild I was too wild And I need you now Lost and found out You gotta let me know if I could be your Joseph Only tell you real shit that's the tea no sip Don't trip don't trip that pussy slippery no whip We ain't trippin' on shit we just sippin' on this Just forget the whole shit we could laugh about nothin' I impregnate your mind let's have a baby without fuckin' yo I know it's corny bitches you wish you could unfollow I know it's corny niggas you wish you could unswallow You tried to play nice everybody just took advantage You left your fridge open somebody just took a sandwich I said baby what if you was clubbin' Thuggin' hustlin' before you met your husband How long you niggas ball All day nigga How much time you spent at the mall All day nigga How many runners do you got on call All day nigga Swish swish how long they keep you in court All day nigga Take you to get this fly All day nigga Tell your P.O. how-how long you been high All day nigga You already know I'm straight from the Chi all day nigga Shoppin' for the winter and it's just May nigga Ball so hard man this shit cray nigga And you ain't gettin' money 'less you got eight figures For that Jesus piece man I've been saved nigga Just talked to Farrakhan that's sensei nigga Told him I've been on ten since the tenth grade nigga Got a middle finger longer than Dikembe my nigga uh I don't let 'em play with me I don't let 'em talk to me no kind of way Uh they better watch what they say to me Niggas still gettin' popped on the day to day Yeah I still got the hundred with the small face nigga Might spend fifty racks on my off day nigga You a fake Denzel like the Allstate nigga If you run into me better have Allstate with yah You a Rico Suave nigga Ride 'round listen to Sade nigga If you ain't with us you in our way nigga You an actor you should be on Broadway nigga 'Cause you do shit the broad way nigga Your bitch got a ass but my broad way thicker Late for the class in the hallway nigga Yeah the dropout at it as always nigga as always All day nigga I took a young sweet breath and I reached into my Earth Gave him what I had left At that moment I dispersed I could do this all day boy I'm finna turn this bitch out They need that Ye in the streets boy there's been a mothafuckin' drought Don't really matter what I make boy you know I still go wild Like a light skinned slave boy we in the mothafuckin' house Right now you lookin' real sus right now I swear I've been on this flight like a month right now Stupid niggas gettin' money Forrest Gump right now Shout-out to Jackie Chan I need to stunt right now They've been lookin' at the Gram I've been lookin' at the Grammys Like huh that's us right now Niggas lookin' at me like I'm worth both MJs Niggas do the most and they ain't done shit Only way I can sum it up sumbitch I took a young sweet breath and I reached into my Earth Gave him what I had left At that moment I dispersed Let me run to see who came undone You've been right in my face Let me run 'til you're off my case Look at ya look at ya look at ya look at ya Ladies and gentlemen ladies and gentlemen And I always find yeah I always find something wrong You been putting up with my shit just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So I think it's time for us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douchebags Let's have a toast for the assholes Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs That'll never take work off Baby I got a plan Run away fast as you can She find pictures in my e-mail I sent this bitch a picture of my dick I don't know what it is with females But I'm not too good with that shit See I could have me a good girl And still be addicted to them hoodrats And I just blame everything on you At least you know that's what I'm good at And I always find yeah I always find Yeah I always find something wrong You been putting up with my shit just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So I think it's time for us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douchebags Let's have a toast for the assholes Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs That'll never take work off Baby I got a plan Run away fast as you can Run away from me baby run away When it starts to get crazy why can't she just run away Baby I got a plan run away fast as you can I did it all right all right I admit it Now pick your next move you could leave or live wit' it Ichabod Crane with that motherfucking top off Split and go where Back to wearing knockoffs haha Knock it off Neiman's shop it off Let's talk over mai tais waitress top it off Hoes like vultures wanna fly in your Freddy loafers You can't blame 'em they ain't never seen Versace sofas Every bag every blouse every bracelet Comes with a price tag baby face it You should leave if you can't accept the basics Invisibly set the Rolex is faceless I'm just young rich and tasteless Never was much of a romantic I could never take the intimacy And I know I did damage 'Cause the look in your eyes is killing me I guess you are at an advantage 'Cause you can blame me for everything And I don't know how I'mma manage If one day you just up and leave And I always find yeah I always find something wrong You been putting up with my shit just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So I think it's time for us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douchebags Let's have a toast for the assholes Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs That'll never take work off Baby I got a plan Run away fast as you can I been waiting for a minute For my lady So I can't jeopardize that for one of these hoes I been living without limits As far as my business I'm the only one that's in control I been feeling all I've given For my children I will die for those I love God I'm willing To make this my mission Give up the women Before I lose half of what I own I been thinking About my vision Pour out my feelings Revealing the layers to my soul My soul The layers to my soul Revealing the layers to my soul They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up Can't let them get to me And even though I always fuck my life up Only I can mention me See before I let you go One last thing I need to let you know You ain't never seen nothing crazier than This nigga when he off his Lexapro Remember that last time in Mexico Remember that last time the episode Asking me why the hell I text in code And we finna lose all self-control But you ain't finna be raising your voice at me Especially when we in the Giuseppe store But I'ma have the last laugh in the end 'Cause I'm from a tribe called check a ho Yeah I'ma have to laugh Indian 'Cause I'm from a tribe called check a ho And I They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up Can't let them get to me And even though I always fuck my life up Only I can mention me They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up Can't let them get to me And even though I always fuck my life up Only I can mention me See through the veil And forget all of your cares Don't stop your loving Don't stop for nothing No not for nothing They don't wanna see me love you Don't now don't stop it They always love it They always wanna They don't wanna see me love you See through the veil They don't wanna see me love you And forget all your cares They don't wanna see me love you Ooh life's a feeling and Ooh the body is a feeling Step up in this bitch like I'm the one your bitch like Yeah I'm the one your bitch like And I be talkin' shit like I ain't scared to lose a fist-fight She wanna see if it'll fit right That's just the wave Waves don't die just let me crash here for the moment I don't need to own it no lie Sun don't shine in the shade Bird can't fly in a cage Even when somebody go away The feelings don't really go away That's just the wave Hurry up with my damn massage Hurry up with my damn menage Get the Porsche out the damn garage Even though I'm a man of God My whole life in the hand of God So y'all better quit playin' with God Soon as they like you make 'em unlike you 'Cause kissin' people ass is so unlike you The only rapper compared to Michael So here's a few hatin'-ass niggas to fight you And here's a few snake-ass niggas to bite you And I don't even wanna hear 'bout what niggas might do Old niggas mentally still in high school Since the tight jeans they ain't never liked you Pink-ass polos with a fuckin' backpack But everybody know you brought real rap back Nobody had swag man we the Rat Pack Virgil Pyrex Don C snapback Ibn diamond Chi-town shinin' Monop' in this bitch again changed the climate Hop in this bitch to give Saint the garment Until the day I get struck by lightning Ain't no way I'm givin' up 'cause I'm a god She take my money when I'm in need Yeah she's a triflin' friend indeed Oh she's a gold digger Way over town that digs on me Cutie the bomb met her at a beauty salon With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm I can tell you rock I can tell by your charm Far as girls you got a flock I can tell by your charm and your arm But I'm lookin' for the one have you seen her My psychic told me she'll have a ass like Serena Trina Jennifer Lopez four kids And I gotta take all they bad asses to ShowBiz Okay get your kids but then they got their friends I pulled up in the Benz they all got up in We all went to din' and then I had to pay If you fuckin' with this girl then you better be paid You know why It take too much to touch her From what I heard she got a baby by Busta My best friend said she used to fuck with Usher I don't care what none of y'all say I still love her Eighteen years eighteen years She got one of your kids got you for eighteen years I know somebody payin' child support for one of his kids His baby mama car and crib is bigger than his You will see him on TV any given Sunday Win the Super Bowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was supposed to buy your shorty Tyco with your money She went to the doctor got lipo with your money She walkin' around lookin' like Michael with your money Shoulda got that insured Geico for your money If you ain't no punk It's somethin' that you need to have 'Cause when she leave yo' ass she gon' leave with half Eighteen years eighteen years And on the eighteenth birthday he found out it wasn't his Now I ain't sayin' you a gold digger you got needs You don't want a dude to smoke but he can't buy weed You go out to eat he can't pay y'all can't leave There's dishes in the back he gotta roll up his sleeves But while y'all washin' watch him He gon' make it to a Benz out of that Datsun He got that ambition baby look at his eyes This week he moppin' floors next week it's the fries So stick by his side I know there's dudes ballin' and yeah that's nice And they gonna keep callin' and tryin' but you stay right girl And when you get on he'll leave yo' ass for a white girl I feel so accomplished I done talked a lot of shit but I just did the numbers Herzog and Adidas man you know they love it If Nike ain't have Drizzy man they wouldn't have nothin' woo If Nike ain't have Don C man they wouldn't have nothin' ooh Nike out here bad they can't give shit away I stuck to my roots I'm like Jimmy Fallon I ain't dropped the album but the shoes went platinum Every time I talk they say I'm too aggressive I was out here spazzin' now y'all get the message On the field I'm over-reckless on my Odell Beckham I've been trending years y'all a couple days Yeezy in the house and we just got appraised Nike Nike treat employees just like slaves Gave LeBron a billi' not to run away Ten-thousand dollar fur for Nori I just copped it Your baby daddy won't even take your daughter shoppin' I done wore designers I won't wear again Make 'em niggas famous they get arrogant If you ain't poppin' shit then why you rap for Plus Kimoji just shut down the app store ah And we made a million a minute we made a million a minute Yeah we made a million a minute we made a million a minute ah Do anybody feel bad for Bill Cosby Did he forget the names just like Steve Harvey Tell Adidas that we need a million in production I done told y'all all I needed was the infrastructure Now we hottest in the streets it ain't no discussion James Harden Swaggy P runnin' up the budget Keep the work at my baby mama's mama's house I'm a jerk you need to work you need to call my spouse Yeezy Yeezy take a picture with me on Rodeo I might do my own hotel which one should I pick I need extra deep I like my bitches extra thick Every time I see the news man it bring me home Call up DJ Mano shout out Twilite Tone We just blessed to be alive yeah ain't that the truth The hang ups we have today Said we need to strive for more liberty Lift yourself up on your feet let's get it on The hang ups we have today Said we need to strive for more liberty Lift yourself up on your feet I can hold my liquor but this man can't handle his weed Dark and lonely now on Chicago south of town I'm on to Indiana I heard it in the radio now Bitch I'm back out my coma wakin' up on your sofa When I park my Range Rover I slightly scratch your Corolla Okay I smashed your Corolla I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven When I awoke I spent that on a necklace I told God I'd be back in a second Man it's so hard not to act reckless To whom much is given much is tested Get arrested guess until he get the message I feel the pressure under more scrutiny And what I do Act more stupidly Bought more jewelry more Louis V My Momma couldn't get through to me The drama people suing me I'm on TV talking like it's just you and me I'm just saying how I feel man I ain't one of the Cosby's I ain't go to Hillman I guess the money should've changed him I guess I should've forgot where I came from Wait 'til I get my money right Then you can't tell me nothing right Excuse me was you saying something Uh uh you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh you can't tell me nothing Let up the suicide doors This is my life homie you decide yours I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell ya who decide wars So I parallel double parked that motherfucker sideways Old folks talking 'bout back in my day But homie this is my day Class started 2 hours ago oh am I late No I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooh they so sensitive Don't ever fix your lips like collagen And say something when you gon' end up apolog'ing Let me know if it's a problem then aight man holla then Wait 'til I get my money right Then you can't tell me nothing right Excuse me was you saying something Uh uh you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh you can't tell me nothing Let the champagne splash let that man get cash Let that man get past He don't even stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors he can drive off of fumes 'cause How he move in a room full of no's How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes Must be the pharaohs he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold Treasure what's your pleasure Life is a a hoe depending how you dress her So if the Devil wear Prada Adam Eve wear nada I'm in between but way more fresher With way less effort 'cause when you try hard That's when you die hard Your homies looking like why God When they reminisce over you my God Wait 'til I get my money right Then you can't tell me nothing right Excuse me was you saying something Uh uh you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh you can't tell me nothing Then you can't tell me nothing right Damn your lips very soft As I turn my Blackberry off And I turn your bathwater on And you turn off your iPhone Careless whispers eye fuckin' bitin' ass Neck ears hair legs eating ass Your pussy's too good I need to crash Your titties let 'em out free at last Thank God almighty they free at last We was up at the party but we was leavin' fast Had to stop at Seven-Eleven like I needed gas I'm lyin' I needed condoms don't look through the glass Chasin' love all the bittersweet hours lost Eatin' Asian pussy all I need was sweet and sour sauce Tell your boss you need an extra hour off Get you super wet after we turn the shower off That's all them can do We deal with action ting Just a badman ting a dat man do Action ting yo a badman ting I'm a badman you if know say Disrespect we no tek no way Jose That's right couldn't try that no day When we roll 'round 'pon your block Nuh badda feel say we won't spray like a aerosol can When we roll 'round 'pon your block Nuh badda feel seh we won't spray like an aerosol can We agon' smile 'pon court day Because we beat murder charge like O.J Fist jumps in the air you love flame wars I'll be gone long grab that ass shed your clothes Uh picked up where we left off Uh I need you home when I get off Uh you know I need that wet mouth Uh I know you need that reptile Uh she cut from a different textile Uh she love different kinds of sex now Uh black girl sippin' white wine Put my fist in her like a civil rights sign And grabbed it with a slight grind And held it 'til the right time Then she came like a whore We deal with action ting Just a badman ting a dat man do That's right I'm in it I'll be gone long grab that ass shed your clothes Say you long for me for you Lay it off with all your rules Time to take it too far now Uh Michael Douglas out the car now Uh but can't wake up from the nightlife Uh I'm so scared of my demons Uh I go to sleep with a nightlight Uh my mind move like a Tron bike Uh pop a wheelie on the Zeitgeist Uh I'm finna start a new movement Uh being led by the drums Uh gettin' head by the nuns Uh they don't play what I'm playin' Uh they don't see what I'm sayin' Uh they be ballin' in the D-League Uh I be speakin' Swaghili Whose fault Let's play the blame game I love you more I'll call you bitch for short As a last resort and my first resort You call me motherfucker for long At the end of it you know we both were wrong On a bathroom wall I wrote I'd rather argue with you than be with someone I took a piss and dismiss it like fuck it And I went and found somebody else Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings Yo I'd rather be by my fucking self Till about two a.m. and I call back And I hang up and I start to blame myself You weren't perfect but you made life worth it Stick around some real feelings might surface Been a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom Gripping you up fucking and choking you What the hell was I supposed to do I know you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude And if you are I hope you have a good time 'Cause I definitely be having mine And you ain't finna see a mogul get emotional Every time I hear bout other niggas is strokin' you Lying say I hit you he sitting there consoling you Running my name through the mud who's provoking you You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you Now you noticeable and can't nobody get control of you One in the morning and can't nobody get a hold of you I'm calling your brother's phone like what was I supposed to do Even though I knew he never told the truth He was just gon' say whatever that you told him to At a certain point I had to stop asking questions Y'all got dirt on each other like mud wrestlers I heard he bought some coke with my money That ain't right girl You getting blackmailed for that white girl And I was satisfied being in love with the lie Now who to blame you to blame me to blame For the pain and it poured every time when it rained Let's play the blame game Things used to be now they not Anything but us is who we are Disguising ourselves as secret lovers We've become public enemies We walk away like strangers in the street Gone for eternity We erased one another So far from where we came With so much of everything how do we leave with nothing Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of love Hatred and attitude tear us entirely And I know that you are somewhere doing your thing And when the phone called it just ring and ring You ain't pick up but your phone accidentally called me back And I heard the whole thing I heard the whole thing the whole thing the whole thing Baby you done took this shit to another mother fucking level Now a neighborhood nigga like me ain't supposed to be getting no pussy like this Who taught you how to get sexy for a nigga You never used to talk dirty but now you God damn disgusting My my God where'd you learn that Look at you mother fucking butt ass naked With them motherfucking Jimmy Choos on Who taught you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choos on Yo you took your pussy game up a whole 'nother level This is some Cirque du Soleil pussy now Shit You done went all porno on a nigga okay And I and I love it And I thank you I thank you my dick thanks you How did you learn how how did your pussy game come up I was fucking parts of your pussy I'd never fucked before That's how good I feel about this nigga Oww I still can't believe you got me this watch This motherfucker is the exact motherfucker I wanted Even with the bezel This is the motherfucker I wanted I saw this shit I saw it Twista had this shit on in The Source I remember Twista had this motherfucker on in The Source That's right that's right Yo yo babe yo yo this is the best birthday ever Where you learn to treat a nigga like this Yeezy taught you well Yeezy taught you well As I lay me down to sleep I hear her speak to me Hello 'Mari how ya doin' I think the storm ran out of rain the clouds are movin' I know you're happy 'cause I can see it So tell the voice inside ya head to believe it I talked to God about you he said he sent you an angel And look at all that he gave you You asked for one and you got two You know I never left you 'Cause every road that leads to heaven's right inside you So I can say Hello my only one just like the mornin' sun You'll keep on risin' 'til the sky knows your name Hello my only one remember who you are No you're not perfect but you're not your mistakes Oh the good outweighs the bad even on your worst day Remember how I'd say Hey hey one day you'll be the man you always knew you could be And if you knew how proud I was You'd never shed a tear have a fear no you wouldn't do that And though I didn't pick the day to turn the page I know it's not the end every time I see her face and I hear you say Hello my only one remember who you are You got the world 'cause you got love in your hands And you're still my chosen one So can you understand One day you'll understand So hear me out hear me out I won't go I won't go No goodbyes no goodbyes Just hello just hello And when you cry I will cry And when you smile I will smile And next time when I look in your eyes We'll have wings and we'll fly Hello my only one just like the mornin' sun You'll keep on risin' 'til the sky knows your name And you're still my chosen one remember who you are No you're not perfect but you're not your mistakes I just want you to do me a favor Ain't no question if I want it I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down down down Not for nothing I've foreseen it I dream it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me No more chances if you blow this you bogus I will never ever let you live this down down down Penitentiary chances the devil dances And eventually answers to the call of Autumn All of them fallin' for the love of ballin' Got caught with thirty rocks the cop look like Alec Baldwin Inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums Based off the way we was branded Face it Jerome get more time than Brandon And at the airport they check all through my bag And tell me that it's random But we stay winning this week has been a bad massage I need a happy ending and a new beginning And a new fitted and some job opportunities that's lucrative This the real world homie school finished They done stole your dreams you dunno who did it I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS I won't be satisfied til all my niggas get it get it Ain't no question if I want it I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down down down Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missing This is more than just my road to redemption Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention As long as I'm in Polo smiling they think they got me But they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me If a nigga ain't shootin' a jump shot running a track meet But this pimp is at the top of Mount Olympus Ready for the World's game this is my Olympics We make 'em say ho 'cause the game is so pimpish Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick I insisted to get up offa this dick And these drugs niggas can't resist it Remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted If I ever wasn't the greatest nigga I must have missed it Ain't no question if I want it I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down down down I need more drinks and less lights And that American Apparel girl in just tights She told the director she tryna get in a school It's been a while since I watched the tube 'Cause like a Crip set I got way too many blues for any more bad news I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today They rewrite history I don't believe in yesterday And what's a black Beatle anyway a fucking roach I guess that's why they got me sitting in fucking coach My guy said I need a different approach 'Cause people is looking at me like I'm sniffing coke It's not funny anymore try different jokes Tell 'em hug and kiss my ass x and o And kiss the ring while they at it do my thing while I got it Play strings for the dramatic ending of that wack shit Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes I ain't got it I'm coming after whoever who has it I'm coming after whoever Who has it You blowin' up that's good fantastic That y'all it's like that y'all I don't really give a fuck about it at all 'Cause the same people that tried to black ball me Forgot about two things my black balls Ain't no question if I want it I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down down down I done copped Timb's lived in lenses kid Armani suits fresh fruits Bally boots and Benzes Counting up smoking one cuff Live as a red Jag a Louis bag grabbing a blunt fuck it Steam about a hundred and one L's Kites off to jails buying sweats running up in Stetson Nigga hat game was special It matched every black pair of Nikes throwing dice for decimals The older head bolder head would train a soldier head Make sure he right in the field not a soldier dead That meant code red bent off the black skunk The black dutch back of the old shed If you can't live you dying you give or buy in Keep it real or keep it moving keep grinding Keep shining to every young man this is a plan Learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye Not for nothing I've forseen it I dream it I can feel it slowly dripping away from me No more chances if you blow this you bogus I will never ever let you live this down down down You might think you've peeped the scene You haven't the real one's far too mean The watered down one the one you know Was made up centuries ago They made it sound all wack and corny Yes it's awful blasted boring Twisted fictions sick addiction Well gather 'round children zip it listen I fantasized 'bout this back in Chicago Mercy mercy me that Murcielago That's me the first year that I blow How you say broke in Spanish Me no hablo Me drown sorrow in that Diablo Me found bravery in my bravado DJs need to listen to the models You ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy in your Serato Stupid but what the hell do I know I'm just a Chi-town nigga with a Nas flow And my chick in that new Phoebe Philo So much head I woke up to Sleepy Hollow Look like a fat booty Celine Dion Sex is on fire I'm the King of Leon-a Lewis Beyond the truest hey teacher teacher Tell me how do you respond to students And refresh the page and restart the memory Respark the soul and rebuild the energy We stopped the ignorance we killed the enemies Sorry for the night demons still visit me The plan was to drink until the pain over But what's worse the pain or the hangover Fresh air rollin' down the window Too many Urkels on your team that's why your wins low Don't make me pull the toys And fire up the engines Dinner with Anna Wintour racing with Anja Rubik I told you motherfuckers it was more than the music In the projects one day to Project Runway We done heard all that loud-ass talking we're used to it I'm from where shorties fucked up double-cupped up Might even kill somebody and YouTube it To whoever think their words affect me is too stupid And if you can do it better than me then you do it We flyer than a parakeet floatin' with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes we made it to the Paris news Don't talk about style 'cause I embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me before I embarrass you And the whole industry want to fuck your old chick Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz And I'll admit I had fell in love with Kim Around the same time she had fell in love with him Well that's cool baby girl do ya thang Lucky I ain't had Jay drop him from the team La Familia Roc Nation We in the building we still keep it basement Flyer than a parakeet floatin' with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes I made it to the Paris news Don't talk about style 'cause I'll embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me before I embarrass you Anything else we detest detest Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts All that said let me ask this quest' Don't talk to me 'bout style nigga I'll mothafuckin' embarrass you Talking 'bout clothes I'll mothafuckin' embarrass you Hollering 'bout some hoes I'll mothafuckin' embarrass you Way too cold I promise you'll need some Theraflu My wife said I can't say no to nobody And at this rate we gon' both die broke Got friends that ask me for money knowin' I'm in debt And like my wife said I still didn't say no People tryna say I'm goin' crazy on Twitter My friends' best advice was to stay low I guess it's hard to decipher all of the bills Especially when you got family members on payroll The media said it was outlandish spendin' The media said he's way out of control I just feel like I'm the only one not pretendin' I'm not out of control I'm just not in they control I know I'm the most influential That TIME cover was just confirmation This generation's closest thing to Einstein So don't worry about me I'm fine I can see a thousand years from now in real life Skate on the paradigm and shift it when I feel like Troll conventional thought don't need to question I know it's antiquated so sometimes I get aggressive Thank God for Jay Electra he down with the mission Did it with no permission on our own conditions Most blacks with money have been beaten to submission Yeezy with the big house did it way different Never listen to Hollywood producers Don't stare at money too long it's Medusa The ultimate Gemini has survived I wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-five Yeah you're lookin' at the church in the night sky Wonderin' whether God's gonna say hi And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Wonderin' whether God's gonna say hi Yeah I feel like I'm home yeah yeah I've been wakin' the spirits of millions more to come A million illegally downloaded my truth over the drums I believe in the children listen to the kids bro If the phone ringin' go and get your kids ho Brother Don Muhammad told the minister about the presentation He sat back and smiled Black on black lies is worse than black on black crime The Jews share their truth on how to make a dime Most black men couldn't balance a checkbook Well it all looks great Four hundred years later we buyin' our own chains The light is before us brothers so the devil workin' hard Real family stick together and see through the mirage The smokescreens perceptions of false reality Who the real owner if your boss gets a salary I am one with the people I am one with the people I've been woken from enlightened man's dream Checkin' Instagram comments to crowdsource my self esteem Let me not say too much or do too much 'Cause if I'm up way too much I'm out of touch I'm prayin' a out-of-body experience will happen So the people can see my light now it's not just rappin' God I have humbled myself before the court Drop my ego and confidence was my last resort I know I know He got a plan I know I'm on Your beams One set of footsteps You was carryin' me When I turned on the news and they was buryin' me One set of footsteps You was carryin' me When I was negotiatin' with Apple it was Larry and me Told Tim Cook to call me I was scary to see I would've took a hundred million and gave twenty to Hov I heard it's the way they did it when we only had a stove But it's better that I stayed at home with my folks 'Cause if Jay a billionaire then I'ma never go broke Only thing I ask is next time I'm on stage we all go We all go Not just by myself lookin' for niggas like where's Waldo She got the same shoes as my wife but she copped 'em at Aldo Yeah you're lookin' at the church in the night sky Wonderin' whether God's gonna say hi Oh you're lookin' at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Yeah you're lookin' at the church in the night sky Wonderin' whether God's gonna say hi Oh you're lookin' at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Please face me when I speak Please say to me somethin' before you leave You've been treatin' me like I'm invisible now I'm visible to you Oh the invisible truths they sold I can't quite understand the games you play I'm standin' under oath And I promised I I wouldn't fall anymore But I'm cryin' at the bar I'm wishin' that you saw my scars man I'm wishin' that you came down here and stood by me And looked at me like you knew me But I feel so alone Like I don't know anyone except the night sky above Yeah you're lookin' at the church in the night sky Wonderin' whether God's gonna say hi Oh you're lookin' at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Yeah you're lookin' at the church in the night sky Wonderin' whether God's gonna say hi Oh you're lookin' at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Ah ah I love it though I love it though y'know Put your hands to the constellations The way you look should be a sin you my sensation I know I'm preaching to the congregation We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation May the Lord forgive us may the gods be with us In that magic hour I seen good Christians Make rash decisions oh she do it What happened to religion Oh she lose it She putting on her make up she casually allure Text message break ups the casualty of tour How she gon' wake up and not love me no more I thought I was the asshole I guess it's rubbing off Hood phenomenon the LeBron of rhyme Hard to be humble when you stunting on a jumbotron I'm looking at her like this what you really wanted huh Why we argue anyway Oh I forgot it's summertime Put your hands to the constellations The way you look should be a sin you my sensation I know I'm preaching to the congregation We love Jesus but she done learned a lot from Satan I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation When the sun go down it's the magic hour the magic hour And outta all the colors that'll fill up the skies You got green on your mind I can see it in your eyes Why you standing there with your face screwed up Don't leave while you're hot that's how Mase screwed up Throwing shit around the whole place screwed up Maybe I should call Mase so he could pray for us I hit the Jamaican spot at the bar take a seat I ordered the jerk she said you are what you eat You see I always loved that sense of humor But tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was The Lyor Cohen of Dior Homme The crib Scarface could it be more Tony You love me for me Could you be more phony Put your hands to the constellations The way you look should be a sin you my sensation Haven't said a word Haven't said a word to me this evening Cat got your tongue Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give your ass a bone Lookin' at my wrist it'll turn your ass to stone Stretch limousine sipping Rose all alone Double-headed monster with a mind of his own Cherry red chariot excess is just my character All black tux nigga shoes lavender I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired Before his jaw shattered climbing up the Lord's ladder We still speeding running signs like they don't matter Uh hater talking never made me mad Never that when I'm in my favorite papertag When it come to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy When it came to dope I was quick to export Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next sport New Mercedes sedan the Lex sport So many cars DMV thought it was mail fraud Different traps I was getting mail from Polk County Jacksonville rep Melbourne Whole clique's appetite had tapeworms Spinning Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my J burns I shed a tear before the night's over God bless the man I put this ice over Getting 2Pac money twice over Still a real nigga red Coogi sweater dice roller I'm making love to the angel of death Catching feelings never stumble retracing my steps One hand in the air if you don't really care Two hands in the air if you don't really care It's like that sometimes I mean ridiculous It's like that sometimes this shit ridiculous One hand in the air if you don't really care Middle finger in the air if you don't really care It's like that sometimes man ridiculous Life can be sometimes ridiculous I'm so appalled Spalding ball Balding Donald Trump taking dollars from y'all Baby you're fired your girlfriend hired But if you don't mind I'ma keep you on call We above the law we don't give a fuck about y'all I got dogs that'll chew a fucking hole through the wall But since they all lovers I need more rubbers And if I don't use rubbers need more covers Housekeeping I mean goddamn One time let it be a bad bitch sweeping That know we get O's like Cheerios That know because they seen us in the videos That know the day that you play me Would be the same day MTV play videos That was a little joke voila Praises due to the most high Allah Praises due to the most fly Prada Baby I'm magic tada Address me as your highness high as United Niggas be writing bullshit like they gotta work Niggas is going through real shit man they out of work That's why another goddamn dance track gotta hurt That's why I'd rather spit something that got a purp' Champagne wishes thirty white bitches I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Five star dishes different exotic fishes Man this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous How should I begin this I'm just so offended How am I even mentioned by all these fucking beginners I'm so appalled I might buy the mall Just to show niggas how much more I have in store I'm fresher than you all so I don't have to pause All of y'all can suck my balls through my drawers Dark Knight feeling die and be a hero Or live long enough to see yourself become a villain I went from the favorite to the most hated But would you rather be underpaid or overrated Moral victories is for minor league coaches And 'Ye already told you we major you cockroaches Show me where the boats is Ferrari Testarossas And Hammer went broke so you know I'm more focused I lost thirty mil so I spent another thirty 'Cause unlike Hammer thirty million can't hurt me Fucking insane the fuck am I saying Not only am I fly I'm fucking not playing All these little bitches too big for they britches Burning they little bridges fucking ridiculous Champagne wishes thirty white bitches I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Five star dishes different exotic fishes Man this shit is fucking ridiculous Success is what you make it take it how it come A half a mil in twenties like a billion where I'm from An arrogant drug dealer the legend I become CNN said I'd be dead by twenty-one Blackjack I just pulled an ace As you looking at the king in his face Everything I dream motherfuckers I'm watching it take shape While to you I'm just a young rich nigga that lacks faith Range Rove leather roof love war fuck a truce Still move a bird like I'm in bed with Mother Goose Them hoes coming in a baker's dozen Claiming they was with me when they know they really wasn't I keep the city's best never said she was the brightest So if you had her too it don't affect me in the slightest I never met a bitch that didn't need a little guidance So I dismiss her past until she disappoints your highness I speak the gospel hostile Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils Paranoid mind I'm still under the watchful Eye of the law aspire for more Them kilos came we gave you Bobby Brown jaw Flaws ain't flaws when it's you that makes the call Flow similar to the legends of the falls Spill it I own you all yeah One hand in the air if you don't really care Two hands in the air if you don't really care It's like that sometimes I mean ridiculous It's like that sometimes this shit ridiculous One hand in the air if you don't really care Middle finger in the air if you don't really care It's like that sometimes man ridiculous Life can be sometimes ridiculous I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If God had an iPod I'd be on his playlist My phrases amazes the faces in places The favorite hah my cup overrunneth with hundreds Dummy damn it's hard not for me to waste it My movement is like the civil rights I'm Ralph David Abernathy so call my lady Rosa Parks I am nothing like them niggas baby those are marks I met this girl on Valentine's Day fucked her in May She found out about April so she chose to march Hah damn another broken heart I keep bitches by the twos nigga Noah's ark I got a seven on me I call my 'dro Lamar Plus a Trojan in my pocket Matt Leinart 'Cause you haters got PhDs Y'all just some major haters and some math minors Tiger Woods don't make me grab iron Man I promise she's so self-conscious She has no idea what she doin' in college That major that she majored in don't make no money But she won't drop out her parents'll look at her funny Now tell me that ain't insecurr The concept of school seems so securr Sophomore three yurrs ain't picked a carurr 'Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs Of new Airs 'cause her baby daddy don't really care She's so precious with the peer pressure Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexis She had hair so long that it looked like weave Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve And she be dealin' with some issues that you can't believe Single black female addicted to retail and well Man I promise I'm so self-conscious That's why you always see me with at least one of my watches Rollie's and Pasha's done drove me crazy And I can't even go to the grocery store Without some Ones that's clean and a shirt with a team It seem we livin' the American Dream But the people highest up got the lowest self-esteem The prettiest people do the ugliest things For the road to riches and diamond rings We shine because they hate us floss 'cause they degrade us We tryna buy back our forty acres And for that paper look how low we'll stoop Even if you in a Benz you still a nigga in a coupe We buy our way out of jail but we can't buy freedom We'll buy a lot of clothes but we don't really need 'em Things we buy to cover up what's inside 'Cause they made us hate ourself and love they wealth Drug dealer buy Jordan crackhead buy crack And the white man get paid off of all of that But I ain't even gon' act holier than thou Before I had a house and I'd do it again I want to act ballerific like it's all terrific I got a couple past-due bills I won't get specific I got a problem with spendin' before I get it We all self-conscious I'm just the first to admit it Turn up the lights in here baby Extra bright I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here baby You know what I need want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Fast cars shooting stars All of the lights all of the lights Until it's Vegas everywhere we are If you want it you can get it for the rest of your life Something wrong I hold my head MJ gone our nigga dead I slapped my girl she called the feds I did that time and spent that bread I'm heading home I'm almost there I'm on my way heading up the stairs To my surprise a nigga replacing me I had to take him to that ghetto university Turn up the lights in here baby Extra bright I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here baby You know what I need want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Restraining order can't see my daughter Her mother brother grandmother hate me in that order Public visitation we met at Borders Told her she take me back I'll be more supportive I made mistakes I bumped my head Courts sucked me dry I spent that bread She need her daddy baby please Can't let her grow up in that ghetto university Turn up the lights in here baby Extra bright I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here baby You know what I need want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Unemployment line credit card declined Did I not mention I was about to lose my mind And also was about to do that line K okay you know we going all the way this time We going all the way this time Turn up the lights in here baby Extra bright I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here baby You know what I need want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights I bet me and Ray J would be friends If we ain't love the same bitch Yeah he might have hit it first Only problem is I'm rich Twenty-one Grammys superstar family We the new Jacksons I'm all about that action I'm about that Farrakhan Life is a marathon I'ma shift the paradigm I'ma turn up every time I'ma bust a coach's head open on some Diddy shit If he ever talk to my son like an idiot One time for a nigga really gettin' it Two times 'cause we got the whole city lit Advice to all my niggas impregnate Bridget So when she have a baby she gon' make another nigga Got the Fruit of Islam in the trenches hah Even though they know Yeezus is a Christian hah She spent her whole check on some Christians And that girl ain't even religious Walkin' livin' breathin' god you know my past well Hard to believe in God your nigga got killed Blac Chyna fuckin' Rob help him with the weight I wish my trainer would tell me what I overate So when I'm on vacay I need to kick back You want a boss or an fragile nigga with a six pack I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not When no one ain't around I think I think too much Ain't nobody watchin' I just fade away You don't even know I've been so far gone I've been so led on I've been runnin' 'round I've been on my shit whole world on my dick I just need to know You say you never saw this comin' well you're not alone Million dollar renovations to a happy home My ex says she gave me the best years of her life I saw a recent picture of her I guess she was right I wake up assessin' the damages Checkin' MediaTakeOut Pictures of me drunk walkin' out with a bitch But it's blurry enough to get the fake out I wake up all veggies no eggs I hit the gym all chest no legs Yep then I made myself a smoothie Yeah then me and wifey make a movie Chicago St. Louis St. Louis to Chicago You had me drivin' far enough to switch the time zone You was the best of all time at the time though Yeah you wasn't mine though I remember rappin' for Jay and Cam Young producer just trying to get his flows off I remember being nervous to do Victoria's Secret 'Til I pictured everybody with they clothes off Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition I'm drivin' with no winter tires in December like a private school for women Then I get there and all the Popeye's is finished girl You don't love me you just pretendin' I need a happy beginnin' middle and endin' Chicago St. Louis St. Louis to Chicago It's gettin' hot in here that's all that I know Got a hotel room 3 stars for you You call down for an omelet Girl it's 5 in the morning You realize we at the DoubleTree not the Aria Only thing open is Waffle House girl don't start with me I used the Western Union for you like it's no prob 'Cause you was in college complainin' about it's no jobs But you were suckin' a nigga dick the whole time Well I guess a blowjob's better than no job See this a type of high that won't come down This the type of high that get you gunned down Russell Simmons wanna pray for me too I'ma pray for him 'cause he got MeToo'd Thinkin' what if that happened to me too Ayy hospital band a hundred bands fuck a watch Hundred grand'll make your best friends turn to opps I hear y'all bringin' my name up a lot Guess I just turned the clout game up a notch See y'all really shocked but I'm really not You know how many girls I took to the titty shop If she get the ass with it that's a 50 pop I still bring the bad bitches in the city out Uh just a different type of leader We could be in North Korea I could smoke with Wiz Khalifa uh Told my wife I've never seen her After I hit it bye Felicia that's the way that I'ma leave it up Shit could get menacin' frightenin' find help See this is why all the bitches fuck with Ye Fuck what they talk about Sometimes I scare myself myself They take me on meds off meds ask yourself Shit could get menacin' frightenin' find help Sometimes I scare myself myself You'd drop everything This is why your bitches fuck with me huh Smash she gon' end up on TV huh Last thing that you ever wanna see huh I can feel the spirits all around me I think Prince and Mike was tryna warn me They know I got demons all on me Devil been tryna make an army They been strategizin' to harm me They don't know they dealin' with a zombie Niggas been tryna test my Gandhi Just because I'm dressed like Abercrombie That's what I'm talkin' 'bout That's why I fuck with Ye See that's my third person That's my bipolar shit nigga what That's my superpower nigga ain't no disability I'm a superhero I'm a superhero Work it make it do it makes us Harder better faster stronger Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now 'cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now 'cause I can't get much wronger Man I've been waiting all night now That's how long I been on ya Work it harder make it better Do it faster makes us stronger Let's get lost tonight You could be my black Kate Moss tonight Play secretary I'm the boss tonight And you don't give a fuck what they all say right Awesome the Christian in Christian Dior Damn they don't make 'em like this anymore I ask 'cause I'm not sure Do anybody make real shit anymore Bow in the presence of greatness 'Cause right now thou hast forsaken us You should be honored by my lateness That I would even show up to this fake shit So go ahead go nuts go apeshit 'Specially in my Pastelle on my Bape shit Act like you can't tell who made this New Gospel homie take six And take this haters Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now 'cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now 'cause I can't get much wronger Man I've been waiting all night now That's how long I been on ya Work it harder make it better Do it faster makes us stronger I don't know if you got a man or not If you made plans or not If God put me in your plans or not I'm trippin' this drink got me saying a lot But I know that God put you in front of me So how the hell could you front on me There's a thousand you's there's only one of me I'm trippin' I'm caught up in the moment right 'Cause it's Louis Vuitton Don night So we gon' do everything that Kan like Heard they'd do anything for a Klondike Well I'd do anything for a blonde dyke And she'll do anything for the limelight And we'll do anything when the time's right Uh baby you're makin' it Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now 'Cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now 'Cause I can't get much wronger Man I've been waiting all night now That's how long I been on ya Work it harder make it better Do it faster makes us stronger You know how long I've been on ya Since Prince was on Apollonia Since O.J. had Isotoners Don't act like I never told ya The most beautiful thoughts are always besides the darkest Today I seriously thought about killing you I contemplated premeditated murder And I think about killing myself And I love myself way more than I love you so Today I thought about killing you premeditated murder You'd only care enough to kill somebody you love The most beautiful thoughts are always inside the darkest Just say it out loud to see how it feels Just say it out loud just to see how it feels Weigh all the options nothings off the table Today I thought about killing you premeditated murder I think about killing myself And I I love myself way more than I love you The most beautiful thoughts are always besides the darkest I think this is the part where I'm supposed to say somethin' good To compensate it so it doesn't come off bad But sometimes I think really bad things And I love myself way more than I love you See if I was tryin' to relate it to more people I'd probably say I'm struggling with loving myself Because that seems like a common theme But that's not the case here I love myself way more than I love you And I think about killing myself So best believe I thought about killing you today Premeditated murder I called up my loved ones I called up my cousins I called up the Muslims said I'm 'bout to go dumb Get so bright it's no sun get so loud I hear none Screamed so loud got no lungs hurt so bad I go numb Time to bring in the drums that roll Set the NewTone on 'em set the nuke off on 'em I need Coke with no rum I taste coke on her tongue I don't joke with no one they'll say he died so young I done had a bad case of too many bad days Got too many bad traits used the floor for ashtrays I don't do shit halfway I'ma clear the cache I'ma make my name last put that on my last name It's a different type of rules that we obey We was all born to die nigga DOA Niggas say they hero mhm I don't see no cape Mhm I don't see no mhm yeah I don't see no mhm mhm If I wasn't shinin' so hard wouldn't be no shade Sorry but I chose not to be no slave Young nigga shit nigga we don't age I thought I was past my Deebo ways Even when I went broke I ain't break How you gon' hate Nigga we go way back To when I had the braids and you had the wave cap Drop a pin for the fade and I'm on my way ASAP Don't get socked in the mouth you know homie don't play that Pay the fire marshal bill 'cause this shit done got way packed They wanna see me go ape All you gotta do is speak on Ye I met this girl when I was three years old And what I loved most she had so much soul Excuse me lil homie I know you don't know me But my name is Windy and I like to blow trees And from that point I never blow her off Niggas come from out of town I like to show her off They like to act tough she like to tore 'em off And make 'em straighten up their hat 'cause she know they soft And when I grew up she showed me how to go downtown in The nighttime her face lit up so astoundin' I told her in my heart is where she'll always be She never messed with entertainers 'cause they always leave It felt like they walked and drove on me Knew I was gang affiliated got on TV and told on me I guess that's why last winter she got so cold on me I'm comin' home again Do you think about me now and then 'cause I'm comin' home again But if you really cared for her Then you wouldn't've never hit the airport to follow your dreams Sometimes I still talk to her But when I talk to her it always seems like she talkin' 'bout me You left your kids and they just like you They wanna rap and make soul beats just like you Talkin' 'bout what niggas tryin' to do just not new Now everybody got the game figured out all wrong I guess you never know what you got 'til it's gone I guess that's why I'm here and I can't come back home And guess when I heard that When I was back home Every interview I'm representin' you makin' you proud Reach for the stars so if you fall you land on a cloud Jump in the crowd spark your lighters wave 'em around If you don't know by now I'm talkin' 'bout Chi-Town Just imagine if they caught me on a wild day Now I'm on fifty blogs gettin' fifty calls My wife callin' screamin' say we 'bout to lose it all Had to calm her down 'cause she couldn't breathe Told her she could leave me now but she wouldn't leave Oh don't bring that up that's gon' get me sentimental You know I'm sensitive I got a gentle mental Every time somethin' happen they want me sent to mental We had an incident but I cover incidentals You want me workin' on my messagin' When I'm thinkin' like George Jetson But soundin' like George Jefferson Then they questionin' my methods then If you tweakin' out on my texts again Then I don't get reception here I got the mind state to take us past the stratosphere I use the same attitude that done got us here I live for now I don't know what happen after here Plus what was meant to be was meant to be Even if publicly I lack the empathy I ain't finna talk about it 'nother four centuries One and one is two but me and you that's infinity For any guy that ever fucked up Ever embarrassed they girl Ever embarrassed they wife She told you not to do that shit She told you you's gon' fuck the money up But you ain't wanna listen did you Keep that same energy Now you testin' her loyalty This what they mean when they say For Better Or Worse uh For every down female that stuck with they dude Through the best times through the worst times Don't you grow up in a hurry your momma be worried aw It was all part of the story even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory you will be remembered aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night They gotta repaint the colors the lie is wearin' off Reality is upon us colors drippin' off Colors drippin' off Niggas is savage niggas is monsters Niggas is pimps niggas is players 'Til niggas have daughters now they precautious Father forgive me I'm scared of the karma 'Cause now I see women as somethin' to nurture Not somethin' to conquer I hope she like Nicki I make her a monster Not havin' menages I'm just bein' silly I answered the door like Will Smith and Martin Nigga do we have a problem Matter fact Marlon this ain't Meet the Fockers I'll beat his ass pray I beat the charges No Daddy don't play not when it come to they daughters Don't do no yoga don't do pilates Just play piano and stick to karate I pray your body's draped more like mine And not like your mommy's Just bein' salty but niggas is nuts And I am a nigga I know what they want I pray that you don't get it all at once Curves under your dress I know it's pervs all on the net All in the comments you wanna vomit That's your baby you love her to death Now she cuttin' class and hangin' with friends You break a glass and say it again She can't comprehend the danger she in If you whoop her ass she move in with him Then he whoop her ass you go through it again But how you the devil rebukin' the sin Let's pray we can put this behind us I swear that these times is the wildest She got the scars they serve as reminders Blood still on her pajamas But yesterday is dead yeah moment of silence Next she'll be off to college and then at the altar 'Cause she know that niggas is savage niggas is monsters Niggas is pimps niggas is players 'til niggas have daughters Don't you grow up in a hurry your momma be worried aw It was all part of the story even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory you will be remembered aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night They gotta repaint the colors the lie is wearin' off Reality is upon us colors drippin' off Colors drippin' off I'm sayin' it like I want a daughter like Nicki aww man I promise I'ma turn her to a monster but no menages I don't know how you sayin' it but let 'em hear this Yo Gee they can't stop me from rappin' can they Can they Hop Through the fire to the limit to the wall For a chance to be with you I'd gladly risk it all Through the fire through whatever come what may For a chance at loving you I'd take it all the way Right down to the wire even through the fire I spit it through the wire man There's too much stuff on my heart right now man I'd gladly risk it all right now It's a life-or-death situation man Y'all y'all don't really understand how I feel right now man It's your boy Kanye to the Chi-Town what's goin' on I drink a Boost for breakfast an Ensure for dessert Somebody ordered pancakes I just sip the sizzurp That right there could drive a sane man berserk How do you console my mom or give her light support Tellin' her her son's on life support And just imagine how my girl feel On the plane scared as hell that her guy look like Emmett Till She was with me before the deal she'd been tryna be mine She a Delta so she'd been throwin' that Dynasty sign No use in me tryna be lyin' I been tryna be signed Tryin' to be a millionaire how I used two lifelines In the same hospital where Biggie Smalls died The doctor said I had blood clots but I ain't Jamaican man Story on MTV and I ain't tryna make a band I swear this right here history in the makin' man Through the fire to the limit to the wall For a chance to be with you I'd gladly risk it all Through the fire through whatever come what may For a chance at loving you I'd take it all the way Right down to the wire even through the fire I really apologize for everything right now If it's unclear at all man They got my mouth wired shut For like I dunno the doctor said like six weeks Y'know he had I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw I looked in the mirror And half my jaw was in the back of my mouth man I couldn't believe it But I'm still here for y'all right now man This what I got to say right here dawg Yeah turn me up yeah uh What if somebody from the Chi' that was ill got a deal On the hottest rap label around But he wasn't talkin' 'bout coke and birds It was more like spoken word Except he's really puttin' it down And he explained the story 'Bout how blacks came from glory And what we need to do in the game Good dude bad night right place wrong time In the blink of a eye his whole life changed If you could feel how my face felt You would know how Mase felt Thank God I ain't too cool for the safe belt I swear to God driver two wanna sue I got a lawyer for the case to keep what's in my safe safe My dawgs couldn't tell if I I looked like Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky it was televised There's been an accident like nine eleven They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael I must got a angel 'cause look how death missed his ass Unbreakable what you thought they'd call me Mr. Glass Look back on my life like the Ghost of Christmas Past Toys R Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash And I still won't grow up I'm a grown-ass kid Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did But I'm a champion so I turned tragedy to triumph Make music that's fire spit my soul through the wire Through the fire to the limit to the wall For a chance to be with you I'd gladly risk it all Through the fire through whatever come what may For a chance at loving you I'd take it all the way Right down to the wire even through the fire Y'know what I'm sayin' When the doctor told me I had um That I was gonna have to have a plate in my chin I said Dawg don't you realize I'll never make it on a plane now It's bad enough I got all this jewelry on You can't be serious man Yeezy season approachin' Fuck whatever y'all been hearin' Fuck what fuck whatever y'all been wearin' A monster about to come alive again Soon as I pull up and park the Benz We get this bitch shaking like Parkinsons Take my number and lock it in Indian hair no moccasins It's too many hoes in this house of sin Real nigga back in the house again Black Timbs all on your couch again Black dick all in your spouse again And I know she like chocolate men She got more niggas off than Cochran hah On sight on sight How much do I not give a fuck Let me show you right now before you give it up How much do I not give a fuck Let me show you right now before you give it up He'll give us what we need It may not be what we want Baby girl tryna get a nut And her girl tryna give it up Chopped 'em both down Don't judge 'em Joe Brown One last announcement No sports bra let's keep it bouncin' Everybody wanna live at the top of the mountain Took her to the Fontainebleau she tried to sip the fountain That when David Grutman kicked her out But I got her back in and put my dick in her mouth She don't believe in shootin' stars But she believe in shoes and cars Wood floors in the new apartment Couture from the store's departments I'm more of the trips to Florida Ordered the hors d'oeuvres views of the water Straight from a page of your favorite author And the weather so breezy Man why can't life always be this easy She in the mirror dancin' so sleazy 'Til I got flashed by the paparazzi Damn these niggas got me I hate these niggas more than a Nazi As I recall I know you love to show off But I never thought that you would take it this far I know it's been a while sweetheart We hardly talk I was doin' my thang I know it was foul baby Aye babe lately you've been all on my brain And if somebody woulda told me a month ago Frontin' though yo I wouldn't wanna know If somebody woulda told me a year ago It'll go get this difficult Feelin' like Katrina with no FEMA Like Martin with no Gina Like a flight with no Visa First class with the seat back I still see ya In my past you on the other side of the glass Of my memory's museum I'm just sayin' hey Mona Lisa Come home you know you can't roam without Caesar As you recall you know I love to show off But you never thought that I would take it this far Maybe it's 'cause she into Leos and I was into trios Plus all the trips to Rio couldn't have helped It's gettin' cold better bring your ski clothes Peekin' through the keyhole the door locked by myself And I'm feelin' it right now 'Cause it's the time when my heart got shot down Blocka blocka blocka-blocka blocka Pour a little champagne cranberry vodka Feelin' lied to like parents never said you adopted Your feelings like Zulu then nothing is a Shaka I hit her with Jamaican dick I'm the new Shabba She lookin' for her daddy call me Big Poppa On to the next saga Focus on the future and let the crew knock her Star Wars fur yeah I'm rockin' Chewbacca The one Chief Rocka number-one Chief Rocka And they ask me they ask me they ask me I tell them Raise your glasses your glasses your glasses to the sky and This is the last call for alcohol for the So get your ass up off the wall The all around the world Digital Underground Pac The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc I take my chain my fifteen seconds of fame And come back next year with the whole fucking game Ain't nobody expect Kanye to end up on top They expected that College Dropout to drop and then flop Then maybe he stop savin' all the good beats for himself Roc-A-Fella's only niggas that helped My money was thinner than Sean Paul's goatee hair Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air here They say he bougie he big-headed Would you please stop talking about how my dick head is Flow infectious give me ten seconds I'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas It's funny how wasn't nobody interested 'Til the night I almost killed myself in Lexus Now was Kanye the most overlooked Yes sir Now is Kanye the most overbooked Yes sir Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Called Quest But all they got left is this guy called West That'll take Freeway throw him on tracks with Mos Def It come out sweeter than old Sadie Girl he had with him ass could have won the horse awards And I was almost famous now everybody love Kanye I'm almost Raymond Some say he arrogant Can y'all blame him It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him Last year shoppin my demo I was tryin' to shine Every motherfucker told me that I couldn't rhyme Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams I use it as my gas so they say that I'm gassed But without it I'd be last so I ought to laugh So I don't listen to the suits behind the desk no more You niggas wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more You can't say shit to Kanye West no more I rocked so many people I was just on tour nigga Bought my mom a purse now she Louis Vuitton Mom I ain't play the hand I was dealt I changed my cards I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars I went to the malls and I balled too hard Oh my god is that a black card But I prefer the term African American Express Brains power and muscle like Dame Puffy and Russell Your boy back on his hustle you know what I've been up to Killin y'all niggas on that lyrical shit Mayonnaise-colored Benz I push Miracle Whips I'm not gonna say nothin to mess my promotion up Lifestyle on camera Hundred thousand dollar chandelier They tried to turn me to an animal But white people think I'm radical Supermodels think I'm handsome You might think I'm too aggressive But really I think I'm too passive 'Til I pull out the chopper start blastin' I'm about to hit the Ye button I don't wanna say nothin' wrong But it'd be wrong if I ain't say nothin' Imagine if I ain't say somethin' Wouldn't none these niggas say nothin' I done lost and made money Now I'm makin' somethin' they can't take from me And I'm fresh out of debt in this mothafucka And they still ain't ready yet for a mothafucka Yeezy might have to go and put his Louis on I'm 'bout to go Gucci in the Gucci store Fresh out the feds in this mothafucka And they still ain't ready yet for a mothafucka Gucci Mane and I'm 'bout to put my Yeezys on Now that Gucci home it's over for you Gucci clones Look I say a prayer for my enemies They cannot slow down what's meant for me Funny how they come around like I can't see through they secret identities Lately it's all about Zen in me Subtractin' the negative energy Fuck with the family turn your ass to a memory My niggas keep it a century I blow the check up nigga detonation Kill 'em one by one Final Destination Time my destination I got guardian angels all around a nigga that's deflectin' Satan I'm a mothafuckin' champion This right here the fuckin' anthem I can't dap you without hand san' I don't know where your dirty ass hands been I wake up to like a hundred texts Championship team but we can't cut the net She all off in my jersey lookin' underdressed I'm finna buy this bitch a Honda CRX I took a nap in the pulpit I never like how a suit fit I got a pocket full of money It got me walkin' all slew-foot I'm on my wave like a cruise ship In that hoe mouth like a toothpick Anyone get in my way Nothin' to say I tote 'em choppas like pool sticks I wear pajamas to Ruth's Chris Couldn't walk a mile in my new kicks I'm comin' from the apartments We never had our damn pool fixed Walk in the mall with my new bitch Tell her to get the whole rack My new bitch gon' pull me a new bitch Then pull me a new bitch See that is a snowball effect I got gold on my neck Lookin' like a Super Bowl on my neck I got a mansion full of marble floors It look like I could go bowl in this bitch Versace logos on bowls in this bitch Like I'm a serial killer I put the real in gorilla I did this shit for my niggas One thousand and five hundred all in singles Throw it up watch it fall and drop I'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole Than to get down in a hole Champions we run the city Number one they fallin' from the top Reach for my chain is suicide The car I drive fit two inside They mad at Ye 'cause he all in the neighborhood But he let them goons inside Let's fuck up the neighborhood Buy every house in this bitch You know that the money good My wrist in the kitchen go 'round and 'round Play with the kid I'ma gun you down The roof on that Wraith in the lost and found Official trap shit let me slow it down Way more shit than a Pamper All we rock is bandanas Whips so nasty no manners I just got head in a Phantom She say she don't want a chump baby want a champ She say money make her cum Gucci make her damp And he don't never sleep he's a fuckin' vamp I heard your bitch ride on the bus you don't give a damn My bitch drive a Lamb' you should call her ma'am I love my Auntie Jane but fuck Uncle Sam I'm a walkin' money machine check my Instagram Niggas never test the kid so I don't have to cram My city treat me like a king I should wear a crown And I don't really fuck around I gave my bitch two mil' 'cause she stuck around Throw it up watch it fall and drop I'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole Than to get down in a hole Champions we run the city Number one they fallin' from the top I'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole Than to get down in a hole In the night I hear 'em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless Oh how could you be so heartless How could you be so Cold as the winter wind when it breeze yo Just remember that you talkin' to me though You need to watch the way you talkin' to me yo I mean after all the things that we been through I mean after all the things we got into Ayo I know of some things that you ain't told me Ayo I did some things but that's the old me And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me So you walk around like you don't know me You got a new friend well I got homies But in the end it's still so lonely In the night I hear 'em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless Oh how could you be so heartless How could you be so Dr. Evil You're bringin' out a side of me that I don't know I decided we wasn't gon' speak so Why we up 3 a.m. on the phone Why do she be so mad at me fo' Homie I don't know she's hot and cold I won't stop won't mess my groove up 'Cause I already know how this thing go You run and tell your friends that you're leavin' me They say that they don't see what you see in me You wait a couple of months then you gon' see You'll never find nobody better than me In the night I hear 'em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless Oh how could you be so heartless Talk and talk and talk and talk Baby let's just knock it off They don't know what we been through They don't know 'bout me and you So I got somethin' new to see And you just gon' keep hatin' me And we just gon' be enemies I know you can't believe I could just leave it wrong And you can't make it right I'm gon' take off tonight into the night In the night I hear 'em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless Oh how could you be so heartless On and on and on and on And on and and on and on and on Uhh uhh Good morning Wake up Mr. West Mr. West Mr. Fresh Mister by himself he's so impressed I mean damn did you even see the test You got D's muthafucka D's Rosie Perez And yer ass barely passed any and every class Looking at every ass cheated on every test I guess this is my dissertation Homie this shit is basic welcome to Graduation Good morning Good morning on this day we become legendary Everything we dreamed of I'm like the fly Malcolm X buy any jeans necessary Detroit Red cleaned up From the streets to the league from an eighth to a key But you graduate when you make it up outta the streets From the moments of pain look how far we done came Haters saying you changed now you doing your thang Good morning Good morning look at the valedictorian Scared of the future while I hop in the DeLorean Scared to face the world complacent career student Some people graduate but be still stupid They tell you read this eat this don't look around Just peep this preachers teach us Jesus Okay look up now they done stole yo' streetness After all of that you received this Good morning Hustlers that's if you're still living get on down Every time that we hear them Good morning Hustlers that's if you're still living get on down Every time that we hear them Good morning Hustlers that's if you're still living get on down Every time that we hear them Good morning Hustlers that's if you're still living get on down Get on down Get get on down Get on down Get get on down Relivin' the past Your loss Rockstar bitch call me Elvis M.O.B she call me selfish Success got 'em jealous Shorty's killin' while I'm drillin' Tattoos how they break the news It was real if you made the news Last night my bitches came in twos And they both sucked like they came to lose Dropped out the first day of school 'Cause niggas got cocaine to move I be goin' hard I got a name to prove Killin' 'em honey how I make the pain improve We can send this bitch up it can go down This the cray-ist shit in the club It's so packed I might ride around On my bodyguard's back like Prince in the club If not treat your friends like my Benz Park they ass outside 'til the evenin' end When I go raw I like to leave it in When I wake up I like to go again When I go to work she gotta call it in She can't go to work same clothes again And her heart colder than the souls of men Louboutin on the toes again Tight dress dancin' close to him Yeezus just rose again We can send this bitch up it can go down Memories don't live like people do They always 'member you Whether things are good or bad It's just the memories that you have Memories don't live like people do They always 'member you Whether things are good or bad It's just the memories that you have Ayy ya heard about the good news Y'all sleeping on me huh Had a good snooze Wake up nigga wake up We 'bout to get this paper Money never made me Make me do something Nah can't make me Even if the money low can't pay me Even if the money low can't play me Ayy ya heard about the good news Y'all sleeping on me huh Had a good snooze Wake up nigga wake up We 'bout to get this paper Pablo bought a Rolie and a rottweiler Seem like the more fame I only got wilder Hands up we just doing what the cops taught us I've been outta my mind a long time I be saying how I feel at the wrong time Might not come when you want but I'm on time Ayy ya heard about the good news Y'all sleeping on me huh Had a good snooze Wake up nigga wake up We 'bout to get this paper I can't let these people play me Name one genius that ain't crazy Follow our father You borrow our motto I'm a Chicago south sider Ayy ya heard about the good news Y'all sleeping on your boy had a good snooze Wake up nigga wake up It's time to get the paper I've been outta my mind a long time I know I know I shouldn't even bother With all these gossiping no-pussy-getting bloggers Fashion show in Gotham I need another costume PETA mad 'cause I made a jacket outta' possum Awesome Steve Jobs mixed with Steve Austin Rich slave in the fabric store picking cotton If Hov J then every Jordan need a Rodman Man Jay they don't really want no problems Driving in the same car that they killed Pac in Driving in the same that they killed Pac in Hands up we just doing what the cops taught us Hands up hands up then the cops shot us Hold on hold on hold on Wait a second everybody here I'm the ghetto Oprah You know what that mean You get a fur You get a fur You get a jet You get a jet Big booty bitch for you Woo Nobody pray for me It's been that day for me Ayy I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits but now I'm countin' this Parmesan where my accountant lives in fact I'm downin' this Girl I can buy yo' ass the world with my paystub Ooh that pussy good won't you sit it on my taste bloods I get way too petty once you let me do the extras Pull up on your block then break it down we playin' Tetris A.M. to the P.M. P.M. to the A.M. funk Piss out your per diem you just gotta hate 'em funk If I quit this season I still be the greatest funk My left stroke just went viral Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral Soprano C we like to keep it on a high note It's levels to it you and I know Who dat nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on Man-Man Get the fuck off my stage I'm the Sandman Get the fuck off my dick that ain't right I make a play fucking up your whole life I'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photoshop Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretch marks Still will take you down right on your mama's couch in Polo socks Ayy this shit way too crazy ayy you do not amaze me ayy I blew cool from AC ayy Obama just paged me ayy I don't fabricate it ayy most of y'all be fakin' ayy I stay modest 'bout it ayy she elaborate it ayy This that Grey Poupon that Evian that TED Talk ayy Watch my soul speak you let the meds talk ayy If I kill a nigga it won't be the alcohol ayy I'm the realest nigga after all Sit down bitch Be humble Brace yourself I'll take you on a trip down memory lane This is not a rap on how I'm slingin' crack or move cocaine Not the drill sergeant but the stress that weighin' on your brain It got ugly wavin' yo' hand out the window check yourself Uh Warriors and Conans hope euphoria can slow dance With society the driver seat the first one to get killed Seen a light-skinned nigga with his brains blown out At the same burger stand where Drake hang out Now this is not a tape recorder sayin' that he did it But ever since that day I was lookin' at him different That was back when I was nine Joey packed the nine Pakistan on every porch is fine we adapt to crime Pack a van with four guns at a time With the sliding door fuck is up Fuck you shootin' for if you ain't walkin' up you fuckin' punk Pickin' up the fuckin' pump pickin' off you suckers Suck a dick or die or sucker punch That's what Momma said when we was eatin' that free lunch Aw man goddamn all hell broke loose You killed my cousin back in ninenty-four fuck yo' truce Now crawl your head in that noose You wind up dead on the news Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the Isleys When you hop on that trolley make sure your colors correct Make sure you're corporate or they'll be callin' your mother collect They say the governor collect all of our taxes except When we in traffic and tragic happens that shit ain't no threat You movin' backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a Magnum Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial I guess If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in the street I hear It ain't nothin' but a Compton thang Fresh outta school 'cause I was a high school grad' Sleepin' in the living room of my momma's pad Reality struck I seen the white car crash Hit the light pole two niggas hopped out on foot and dashed My pops said I needed a job I thought I believed him Security guard for a month and ended up leavin' In fact I got fired 'cause I was inspired by all of my friends To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in Projects tore up gang signs get thrown up Cocaine laced in marijuana And they wonder why I rarely smoke now Imagine if your first blunt had you foamin' at the mouth I was straight tweakin' the next weekend we broke even I made allegiance that made a promise to see you bleedin' You know the reasons but still will never know my life I'm still in the hood loc yeah that's cool Shit the hood took me under so I follow the rules But yeah that's like me I grew up in the hood where they bang And niggas that rep colors is doin' the same thang Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me A couple drive-by's in the hood lately shit Shots in the crowd then everybody ran Crew I'm finna slay the street life I crave Shots hit the enemy hearts turn brave Mount up regulators in the whip Down the boulevard with the pistol grip yeah Trip we in the hood still So loc grab a strap 'cause yeah it's so real yeah Deal with the outcome a strap in the hand And a bird and ten grand's where a mothafucka stand If I told you I killed a nigga at sixteen would you believe me Or see me to be innocent Kendrick you seen in the street With a basketball and some Now and Laters to eat If I mentioned all of my skeletons would you jump in the seat Would you say my intelligence now is great relief And it's safe to say that our next generation maybe can sleep With dreams of bein' a lawyer or doctor Kill 'em all if they gossip The Children of the Corn they vandalizin' the option Of livin' a lie drown their body with toxins Constantly drinkin' and drive Hit the powder then watch this flame that arrive in his eye Listen coward the concept is aim and then bang it and slide Out that bitch with deposit a price on his head the tithes Probably go to the projects I Live inside the belly of the rough Compton USA Made Me an Angel on Angel Dust what Now I done grew up 'round some people livin' their life in bottles Granddaddy had the golden flask Backstroke every day in Chicago Some people like the way it feels Some people wanna kill their sorrows Some people wanna fit in with the popular that was my problem I was in a dark room loud tunes Lookin' to make a vow soon That I'ma get fucked up fillin' up my cup I see the crowd mood Changin' by the minute and the record on repeat Took a sip then another sip then somebody said to me Nigga why you babysittin' only two or three shots I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch First you get a swimming pool full of liquor then you dive in it Pool full of liquor then you dive in it I wave a few bottles then I watch 'em all flock All the girls wanna play Baywatch I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it Pool full of liquor I'ma dive in it Okay now open your mind up and listen me Kendrick I am your conscience if you do not hear me Then you will be history Kendrick I know that you're nauseous right now And I'm hopin' to lead you to victory Kendrick If I take another one down I'ma drown in some poison abusin' my limit I think that I'm feelin' the vibe I see the love in her eyes I see the feelin' the freedom is granted As soon as the damage of vodka arrived This how you capitalize this is parental advice Then apparently I'm over-influenced by what you are doin' I thought I was doin' the most 'til someone said to me Nigga why you babysittin' only two or three shots I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch First you get a swimming pool full of liquor then you dive in it Pool full of liquor then you dive in it I wave a few bottles then I watch 'em all flock All the girls wanna play Baywatch I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it Pool full of liquor I'ma dive in it Nigga why you babysittin' only two or three shots I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch First you get a swimming pool full of liquor then you dive in it Pool full of liquor then you dive in it I wave a few bottles then I watch 'em all flock All the girls wanna play Baywatch I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it Pool full of liquor I'ma dive in it All I have in life is my new appetite for failure And I got hunger pain that grow insane Tell me do that sound familiar If it do then you're like me Makin' excuse that your relief Is in the bottom of the bottle and the greenest indo leaf As the window open I release Everything that corrode inside of me I see you jokin' why you laugh Don't you feel bad I probably sleep And never ever wake up Never ever wake up never ever wake up In God I trust but just when I thought I had enough They stomped the homie out over a bitch K-dot you good blood Now we can drop ye we can drop you back off That nigga's straight man that nigga ain't trippin' We gon' do the same ol' shit I'ma pop a few shots they gon' run they gon' run opposite ways Fall right in ass's lap And he gon' tear they ass up simple as that And I hope that bitch that set him up out there We gon' pop that bitch too Wait hold up ayy I see somebody Aha Got them niggas K-dot you good Lick you good These bitch-ass niggas killed my brother Loyalty got royalty inside my DNA Cocaine quarter piece got war and peace inside my DNA I got power poison pain and joy inside my DNA I got hustle though ambition flow inside my DNA I was born like this since one like this immaculate conception I transform like this perform like this was Yeshua new weapon I don't contemplate I meditate then off your fucking head Realness I just kill shit 'cause it's in my DNA I got millions I got riches buildin' in my DNA I got dark I got evil that rot inside my DNA I got off I got troublesome heart inside my DNA I just win again then win again like Wimbledon I serve Yeah that's him again the sound that engine in is like a bird You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevard I know how you work I know just who you are Bitch your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA Problem is all that sucker shit inside your DNA Daddy prolly snitched heritage inside your DNA Backbone don't exist born outside a jellyfish I gauge See my pedigree most definitely don't tolerate the front Shit I've been through prolly offend you this is Paula's oldest son I know murder conviction Burners boosters burglars ballers dead redemption Scholars fathers dead with kids and I wish I was fed forgiveness Born inside the beast my expertise checked out in second grade When twenty-nine I've done so well hit cartwheel in my estate And I'm gon' shine like I'm supposed to antisocial extrovert And excellent mean the extra work And absentness what the fuck you heard And pessimists never struck my nerve And that's a riff gon' plead his case The reason my power's here on earth Salute the truth when the prophet say I got loyalty got royalty inside my DNA This is why I say that hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism in recent years I got loyalty got royalty inside my DNA I live a better life I'm rollin' several dice fuck your life This is my heritage all I'm inheritin' Money and power the maker of marriages Tell me somethin' You mothafuckas can't tell me nothin' I'd rather die than to listen to you My DNA not for imitation Your DNA an abomination This how it is when you in the Matrix Dodgin' bullets reapin' what you sow And stackin' up the footage livin' on the go And sleepin' in a villa Sippin' from a Grammy and walkin' in the buildin' Diamond in the ceilin' marble on the floors Beach inside the window peekin' out the window Baby in the pool godfather goals Only Lord knows I've been goin' hammer Dodgin' paparazzi freakin' through the cameras Eat at Four Daughters Brock wearin' sandals Yoga on a Monday stretchin' to Nirvana Watchin' all the snakes curvin' all the fakes Phone never on I don't conversate I don't compromise I just penetrate Sex money murder these are the breaks These are the times level number 9 Look up in the sky ten is on the way Sentence on the way killings on the way Motherfucker I got winners on the way You ain't shit without a body on your belt You ain't shit without a ticket on your plate You ain't sick enough to pull it on yourself You ain't rich enough to hit the lot and skate Tell me when destruction gonna be my fate Gonna be your fate gonna be our faith Peace to the world let it rotate Sex money murder our DNA Me and my niggas tryna get it ya bish Hit the house lick tell me is you wit' it ya bish Home invasion was persuasive From nine to five I know it's vacant ya bish Dreams of livin' life like rappers do Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool I fucked Sherane and went to tell my bros Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen ya bish Park the car then we start rhymin' ya bish The only thing we had to free our mind Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs You lookin' like a easy come-up ya bish A silver spoon I know you come from ya bish And that's a lifestyle that we never knew Go at a reverend for the revenue It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you doin' Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever Dreams of livin' life like rappers do Earl Stevens had us thinkin' rational Back to reality we poor ya bish Another casualty at war ya bish Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head He said one day I'll be on tour ya bish That Louis Burger never be the same A Louis belt will never ease that pain But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin' Pull off at Church's with Pirellis skirtin' Gang signs out the window ya bish Hopin' all of 'em offend you ya bish They say your hood is a pot of gold And we gon' crash it when nobody's home It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you doin' Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever Hit the brakes when they on patrol Imagine Rock up in them projects Where them niggas pick your pockets Santa Claus don't miss them stockings Liquors spillin' pistols poppin' Bakin' soda YOLA whippin' Ain't no turkey on Thanksgivin' My homeboy just dome'd a nigga I just hope the Lord forgive him Pots with cocaine residue Every day I'm hustlin' What else is a thug to do When you eatin' cheese from the government Gotta provide for my daughter n'em Get the fuck up out my way bish Got that drum and I got them bands Just like a parade bish Drop that work up in the bushes Hope them boys don't see my stash If they do tell the truth This the last time you might see my ass From the gardens where the grass ain't cut Them serpents lurkin' Blood Bitches sellin' pussy niggas sellin' drugs But it's all good Broken promises steal your watch And tell you what time it is Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a FootLocker is In the streets with a heater under my Dungarees Dreams of me gettin' shaded under a money tree It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you doin' Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone Bitch don't kill my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling Look inside of my soul And you can find gold and maybe get rich Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exist I can feel the changes I can feel a new life I always knew life can be dangerous I can say that I like a challenge and you tell me it's painless You don't know what pain is How can I paint this picture When the color blind is hangin' with you Fell on my face and awoke with a scar Another mistake livin' deep in my heart Wear it on top of my sleeve in a flick I can admit that it did look like yours Why you resent every making of this Tell me your purpose is petty again But even a small lighter can burn a bridge Even a small lighter can burn a bridge I can feel the changes I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous You can see that my city found me Then put me on stages to me that's amazin' To you that's a quick check With all disrespect let me say this I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone Bitch don't kill my vibe Bitch don't kill my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling I'm tryin' to keep it alive And not compromise the feeling we love You're tryin' to keep it deprived And only co-sign what radio does And I'm lookin' right past you We live in a world we live in a world on two different axles You live in a world you livin' behind the mirror I know what you scared of The feeling of feeling emotions inferior This shit is vital I know you had to To die in a pitiful vain tell me a watch and a chain Is way more believable give me a feasible gain Rather a seasonal name I'll let the people know this is somethin' you can blame On yourselves you can remain stuck in a box I'ma break out and then hide every lock I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone Bitch don't kill my vibe Bitch don't kill my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling Bitch don't kill my vibe You ain't heard the Coast like this in a long time Don't you see that long line And they waiting on Kendrick like the first and the fifteenth Threes in the air I can see you are in sync Hide your feelings hide your feelings Now what you better do I'll take your girlfriend and put that pussy on a pedestal Bitch don't kill my vibe Bitch don't kill my vibe Walk out the door and they scream it's alive My New Year's resolution is to stop all the pollution Talk too motherfuckin' much I got my drink I got my music I say bitch don't kill my vibe Bitch don't kill my vibe Bitch don't kill my vibe Bitch don't kill my vibe Ayy K-Dot get in the car nigga Come on we finna roll out Nigga I got a pack of blacks and a beat CD Get yo' freestyles ready America God bless you if it's good to you America please take my hand Throw a steak off the ark To a pool full of sharks he'll take it Leave him in the wilderness With a sworn nemesis he'll make it Take the gratitude from him I bet he'll show you somethin' whoa I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin' I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap Johnny don't wanna go to school no mo' no mo' Johnny said books ain't cool no mo' Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin' God bless America you know we all love him Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like one-one Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds He was sobbin' he was mobbin' way belligerent and drunk Talkin' out his head philosophin' on what the Lord had done He was lookin' for some closure Hopin' I could bring him closer To the spiritual my spirit do know better but I told him I can't sugarcoat the answer for you this is how I feel If somebody kill my son that mean somebody gettin' killed Tell me what you do for love loyalty and passion of All the memories collected moments you could never touch I'll wait in front a nigga's spot and watch him hit his block I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap Ain't no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward I can't even keep the peace don't you fuck with one of ours It be murder in the street it be bodies in the hour Ghetto bird be on the street paramedics on the dial Let somebody touch my momma Touch my sister touch my woman Touch my daddy touch my niece Touch my nephew touch my brother You should chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap Matter fact I'm 'bout to speak at this convention Hail Mary Jesus and Joseph The great American flag is wrapped in drag with explosives Compulsive disorder sons and daughters Barricaded blocks and borders Look what you taught us It's murder on my street your street back streets Wall Street corporate offices Banks employees and bosses with Homicidal thoughts Donald Trump's in office We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again But is America honest or do we bask in sin Pass the gin I mix it with American blood Then bash him in you Crippin' or you married to Blood It's nasty when you set us up Then roll the dice then bet us up You overnight the big rifles then tell Fox to be scared of us Gang members or terrorists et cetera et cetera America's reflections of me that's what a mirror does Man I swear that she can get it Say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high Hands up high hands up high Tell 'em dim the lights down right now Put me in the mood I'm talkin' about dark room perfume go go I recognize your fragrance Hold up you ain't never gotta say shit Uh and I know your taste is A little bit hmm high maintenance Uh everybody else basic You live life on an everyday basis With poetic justice poetic justice If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room Would you trust it I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to you when You're in the mood for empathy there's blood in my pen Better yet where your friends and 'em I really wanna know you all I really wanna show you off Fuck that pour up plenty of champagne Cold nights when you curse this name You called up your girlfriends And y'all curled in that little bitty Range I heard that she wanna go and party she wanna go and party Nigga don't approach her with that Atari Nigga that ain't good game homie sorry They say conversation rule a nation I can tell But I could never right my wrongs 'Less I write it down for real P.S. You can get it you can get it And I know just know just know just Know just know just what you want Poetic justice put it in a song alright You can get it you can get it And I know just know just know just Know just know just what you want Poetic justice put it in a song alright I really hope you play this 'cause ol' girl you test my patience With all these seductive photographs And all these one-off vacations you've been takin' Clearly a lot for me to take in it don't make sense Young East African girl you too busy fuckin' with your other man I was tryna put you on game put you on a plane Take you and your momma to the motherland I could do it maybe one day When you figure out you're gonna need someone When you figure out it's alright here in the city And you don't run from where we come from That sound like poetic justice poetic justice You were so new to this life but goddamn you got adjusted I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to the fun sex Your natural hair and your soft skin And your big ass in that sundress ooh Good God what you doin' that walk for When I see that thing move I just wish we would fight less and we would talk more They say communication save relations I can tell But I can never right my wrongs Unless I write 'em down for real P.S. You can get it you can get it And I know just know just know just Know just know just what you want Poetic justice put it in a song alright You can get it you can get it And I know just know just know just Know just know just what you want Poetic justice put it in a song alright Every time I write these words they become a taboo Makin' sure my punctuation curve every letter here's true Livin' my life in the margin and that metaphor was proof I'm talkin' poetic justice poetic justice If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room Would you trust it I mean you need to hear this Love is not just a verb it's you lookin' in the mirror Love is not just a verb it's you lookin' for it maybe Call me crazy we can both be insane A fatal attraction is common and what we have common is pain I mean you need to hear this love is not just a verb And I can see power steerin' sex drive when you swerve I want that interference it's coherent I can hear it Read slow and you'll find gold mines in these lines Sincerely yours truly and right before you go blind P.S. You can get it you can get it And I know just know just know just Know just know just what you want Poetic justice put it in a song alright You can get it you can get it And I know just know just know just Know just know just what you want Poetic justice put it in a song alright Bitch where you when I was walkin' Now I run the game got the whole world talkin' King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him Kunta black man taking no losses oh yeah Bitch where you when I was walkin' Now I run the game got the whole world talkin' King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him The yam is the power that be You can smell it when I'm walkin' down the street I can dig rappin' but a rapper with a ghost writer What the fuck happened I swore I wouldn't tell but most of y'all sharing bars Like you got the bottom bunk in a two-man cell Something's in the water And if I gotta brown-nose for some gold The yam brought it out of Richard Pryor Manipulated Bill Clinton with desires I was contemplatin' gettin' on stage Just to go back to the hood see my enemy and say Bitch where you when I was walkin' Now I run the game got the whole world talkin' King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him King Kunta black man taking no losses oh yeah Bitch where you when I was walkin' Now I run the game got the whole world talkin' King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him I was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves Everybody's suicidal they ain't even need my help This shit is elementary I'll probably go to jail If I shoot at your identity and bounce to the left Stuck a flag in my city everybody's screamin' Compton I should probably run for mayor when I'm done to be honest And I put that on my momma and my baby boo too Twenty million walkin' out the court building Aw yeah fuck the judge I made it past twenty-five and there I was A little nappy-headed nigga with the world behind him Life ain't shit but a fat vagina Limo tinted with the gold plates Straight from the bottom this the belly of the beast From a peasant to a prince to a motherfuckin' king Bitch where was you when I was walkin' By the time you hear the next pop The funk shall be within you Now I run the game got the whole world talkin' King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him King Kunta black man taking no losses oh yeah Bitch where was you when I was walkin' Now I run the game got the whole world talkin' King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him I remember you was conflicted misusing your influence Goddamn I feel amazin' damn I'm in the Matrix My mind is livin' on cloud nine and this 9 is never on vacation Start up that Maserati and vroom-vroom I'm racin' Poppin' pills in the lobby and I pray they don't find her naked And I pray you niggas is hatin' shooters go after Judas Jesus Christ if I live life on my knees ain't no need to do this Park it in front of Lueders next to that Church's Chicken All you pussies is losers all my niggas is winners screamin' All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches damn I got bitches Damn I got bitches wifey girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers I've got twenty-five lighters on my dresser yes sir Put fire to that ass body cast on a stretcher And her body got that ass that a ruler couldn't measure And it make me cum fast but I never get embarrassed And I recognize you have what I've been wantin' since that record That Adina Howard had pop it fast to impress her She rollin' I'm holdin' my scrotum and posin' This voice here is golden so fuck y'all I goes I roll in dough with a good grind And I run at ho with a baton That's a relay race with a bouquet Beeotch No way beeotch No way Beeotch No way beeotch Okay I'm never livin' life confined I can feel you even if I'm blind I can tell you who what when where How to sell your game right on time Beeotch Go play beeotch Go play Beeotch Go play beeotch I look like OJ Killin' everything from pussy to a mothafuckin' Hit-Boy beat She pussy poppin' and I got options like an audible I be Compton I win then ball at your defeat compton my city mobbin' in the street yellin' All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches damn I got bitches Damn I got bitches wifey girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers Give me a run for my money There is nobody no one to outrun le If I didn't ride blade on curve would you still love me If I made up my mind at work would you still love me Keep it a hundred I'd rather you trust me than to love me Keep it a whole one hund' don't got you I got nothin' Give me a run for my money There is nobody no one to outrun me Nigga we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me do you feel me We gon' be alright I recognize you're looking at me for the pay cut But homicide be looking at you from the face down What Mac-11 even boom with the bass down Schemin' and let me tell you 'bout my life Painkillers only put me in the twilight Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight Now tell my momma I love her but this what I like Lord knows Twenty of 'em in my Chevy tell 'em all to come and get me Reaping everything I sow so my karma comin' heavy No preliminary hearings on my record I'm a motherfucking gangster in silence for the record Tell the world I know it's too late Boys and girls I think I gone cray Drown inside my vices all day Won't you please believe when I say What you want you a house or a car Forty acres and a mule A piano a guitar Anything see my name is Lucy I'm your dog Motherfucker you can live at the mall I can see the evil I can tell it I know it's illegal I don't think about it I deposit every other zero Thinking of my partner put the candy paint it on the Regal Digging in my pocket ain't a profit big enough to feed you Every day my logic get another dollar just to keep you In the presence of your chico Ah I don't talk about it be about it every day I sequel If I got it then you know you got it Heaven I can reach you Pet dog pet dog pet dog my dog that's all Pick back and chat I trap the back for y'all I rap I black on track so rest assured My rights my wrongs I write 'til I'm right with God I keep my head up high I cross my heart and hope to die Lovin' me is complicated Too afraid a lot of changes I'm alright and you're a favorite Dark nights in my prayers I remembered you was conflicted Misusing your influence sometimes I did the same Abusing my power full of resentment Resentment that turned into a deep depression Found myself screamin' in the hotel room I didn't wanna self-destruct The evils of Lucy was all around me So I went runnin' for answers Everything black I don't want black I want everything black I ain't need black Some white some black I ain't mean black I want everything black Everything black want all things black I don't need black want everything black Don't need black our eyes ain't black I own black own everything black Six in the morn' fire in the street Burn baby burn that's all I wanna see And sometimes I get off watchin' you die in vain It's such a shame they may call me crazy They may say I suffer from schizophrenia or somethin' But homie you made me Black don't crack my nigga I'm the biggest hypocrite of two thousand and fifteen Once I finish this witnesses will convey just what I mean Been feeling this way since I was sixteen came to my senses You never liked us anyway fuck your friendship I meant it I'm black as the moon heritage of a small village Pardon my residence Came from the bottom of mankind My hair is nappy my dick is big my nose is round and wide You hate me don't you You hate my people your plan is to terminate my culture You're fuckin' evil I want you to recognize that I'm a proud monkey You vandalize my perception but can't take style from me And this is more than confession I mean I might press the button just so you know my discretion I'm guardin' my feelings I know that you feel it You sabotage my community makin' a killin' You made me a killer emancipation of a real nigga The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry the bigger I shoot I said they treat me like a slave cah' me black Woi we feel a whole heap of pain cah' we black And man a say they put me inna chains cah' we black Imagine now big gold chains full of rocks How you no see the whip left scars pon' me back But now we have a big whip parked pon' the block All them say we doomed from the start cah' we black Remember this every race start from the block jus 'member dat I'm the biggest hypocrite of two thousands and fifteen Once I finish this witnesses will convey just what I mean I mean it's evident that I'm irrelevant to society That's what you're telling me penitentiary would only hire me Curse me till I'm dead Church me with your fake prophesizing that I'mma be just another slave in my head Institutionalized manipulation and lies Reciprocation of freedom only live in your eyes You hate me don't you I know you hate me just as much as you hate yourself Jealous of my wisdom and cards I dealt Watchin' me as I pull up fill up my tank then peel out Muscle cars like pull ups show you what these big wheels 'bout ah Black and successful this black man meant to be special Katzkins on my radar bitch how can I help you How can I tell you I'm making a killin' You made me a killer emancipation of a real nigga The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry the bigger I shoot I said they treat me like a slave cah' me black Woi we feel a whole heap of pain cah' we black And man a say they put me inna chains cah' we black Imagine now big gold chains full of rocks How you no see the whip left scars pon' me back But now we have a big whip parked pon' the block All them say we doomed from the start cah' we black Remember this every race start from the block jus 'member dat When I finish this if you listenin' then sure you will agree This plot is bigger than me it's generational hatred It's genocism it's grimy little justification I'm African-American I'm African I'm black as the heart of a fuckin' Aryan I'm black as the name of Tyrone and Darius Excuse my French but fuck you uhm no fuck y'all That's as blunt as it gets I know you hate me don't you You hate my people I can tell 'cause it's threats when I see you I can tell 'cause your ways deceitful Know I can tell because you're in love with that Desert Eagle Thinkin' maliciously he get a chain then you gone bleed him It's funny how Zulu and Xhosa might go to war Two tribal armies that want to build and destroy Remind me of these Compton Crip gangs that live next door Beefin' with Pirus only death settle the score So don't matter how much I say I like to preach with the Panthers Or try to celebrate February like it's my B-Day Or eat watermelon chicken and Kool-Aid on weekdays Or jump high enough to get Michael Jordan endorsements Or watch me 'cause urban support is important So why did I weep when Trayvon Martin was in the street When gang banging make me kill a nigga blacker than me Hypocrite I said I'm geeked and I'm fired up All I want tonight is just get high Girl you look so good it's to die for Ooh that pussy good it's to die for It's a secret society All we ask is trust All we got is us Loyalty loyalty loyalty Kung Fu Kenny now My resume is real enough for two millenniums A better way to make a wave stop defendin' them I meditate and moderate all of my wins again I'm hangin' on the fence again I'm always on your mind I put my lyric and my lifeline on the line And ain't no limit when I might shine might grind You rollin' with it at the right time right now Gas in the bitch like it's premium Haul ass on a bitch all in the fast lane Been a bad bitch way before any cash came I'm established hundred carats on my name Run the atlas I'm a natural I'm alright I'm a savage I'm a asshole I'm a king Shimmy ya shimmy ya shimmy ya rah You can tell your nigga he can meet me outside You can babysit him when I leave him outside Ain't no other love like the one I know I done been down so long lost hope I done came down so hard I slowed Honestly forever all a real nigga want I said I'm geeked and I'm fired up All I want tonight is just to get high up All I want is all I want is Tell me who you loyal to Is it money Is it fame Is it weed Is it drink Is it comin' down with the loud pipes in the rain Big chillin' only for the power in your name Tell me who you loyal to Do it start with your woman or your man Do it end with your family and friends How you loyal to yourself in advance I said tell me who you loyal to Is it anybody that you would lie for Anybody you would slide for Anybody you would die for That's what God for I said I'm geeked and I'm fired up All I want tonight is just to get high up I'm willin' to die for this shit I done cried for this shit might take a life for this shit Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for this shit I been stomped out in front of my momma My daddy commissary made it to commas Bitch all my grandmas dead So ain't nobody prayin' for me I'm on your head ayy Thirty millions later know the feds watchin' I be hangin' out at Tam's I be on Stockton I don't do it for the 'Gram I do it for Compton I'm willin' to die for this shit nigga I'll take your fuckin' life for this shit nigga We ain't goin' back to broke family sellin' dope That's why you maney-ass rap niggas better know If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga I'ma make it look sexy If I gotta go hard on a bitch I'ma make it look sexy I pull up hop out air out made it look sexy They won't take me out my element Nah take me out my element I'm allergic to a bitch nigga ayy An imaginary rich nigga ayy Seven figures ho that's slimmer than my bitch figure ayy Goin' digital and physical on all y'all ayy Bunch of criminals and money in my phone calls ayy Checkin' for me heavy 'cause I go yeah I go yeah They never been ready yeah I know yeah know yeah A hundred grands spread across the floor 'cross the floor yeah None of y'all fuckin' with the flow yeah the flow yeah Years in the makin' and don't y'all mistake it I got 'em by a landslide we talkin' about races You know this'll never be a tie just look at their laces You know careers take off just gotta be patient Mr. One through Five that's the only logic Fake my death go to Cuba that's the only option Damned if I do if I don't Goddamn us all if you won't You ain't front in line get out the goddamn way Niggas thought they wasn't gonna see me huh Niggas thought that K-Dot real life Was the same life they see on TV huh Niggas wanna flex on me and be in LA for free huh Next time they hit the ten freeway we need a receipt huh 'Cause most of y'all ain't real Most of y'all gon' squeal Most of y'all just envy but jealousy get you killed Most of y'all throw rocks and try to hide your hand Just say his name and I promise that you'll see Candyman Because it's all in your eyes most of y'all tell lies Most of y'all don't fade most of y'all been advised Last LP I tried to lift the black artists But it's a difference between black artists and wack artists If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga I'ma make it look sexy It's the one and only the world's greatest the Kid Capri If I gotta go hard on a bitch I'ma make it look sexy I pull up hop out air out made it look sexy They won't take me out my element Nah take me out my element When the lights shut off and it's my turn To settle down my main concern Promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off and it's my turn To settle down my main concern Promise that you will sing about me I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you In case I'm not here tomorrow I'm hopin' that I can borrow A peace of mind I'm behind on what's really important My mind is really distorted I find nothing but trouble in my life I'm fortunate you believe in a dream This orphanage we call a ghetto is quite a routine And last night was just another distraction Or a reaction of what we consider madness I know exactly what happened You ran outside when you heard my brother cry for help Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel Like everything was alright and a fight he tried to put up But the type of bullet that stuck Had went against his will as blood spilled on your hands My plan's rather vindictive Everybody's a victim in my eyes When I ride it's a murderous rhythm And outside became pitch black I got 'em and I ain't give a fuck That same mentality that told my brother not to duck In actuality it's a trip how we trip off of colors I wonder if I'll ever discover a passion like you and recover The life that I knew as a youngin When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs Dumb niggas like me never prosper Prognosis of a problem child I'm proud and well-devoted This Piru shit been in me forever So forever I'ma push it wherever whenever And I love you 'cause you love my brother like you did Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big And if I die before your album drop I hope Promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off and it's my turn You wrote a song about my sister on your tape What's crazy was I was hearin' about it But doubted your ignorance How could you ever just put her on blast and shit Judgin' her past and shit Well it's completely my future Her nigga behind me right now askin' for ass and shit And I'ma need that forty dollars Even if I got to fuck suck and swallow In the parking lot Gonzales Park I'm followed By a married man and father of three My titties bounce on the cadence of his tinklin' keys Matter of fact he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week This is the life of another girl damaged by the system These foster homes I run away and never do miss 'em See my hormones just run away and if I can get 'em Back to where they used to be then I'll probably be in the denim Of a family gene that show women how to be woman Or better yet a leader you need her to learn somethin' Then you probably need to beat her that's how I was taught Three niggas in one room first time I was tossed My sister died in vain but what point are you tryna gain If you can't fit the pumps I walk in I'll wait Your rebuttal a little too late And if you have a album date just make sure I'm not in the song 'Cause I don't need the attention bring enough of that on my own And matter fact did I mention that I physically feel great A doctor's approval is a waste of time I know I'm straight I'll probably live longer than you and never fade away I'll never fade away I'll never fade away I know my fate And I'm on the grind for this cake I'ma get it or die tryin' I'm eyein' every male gender with intentions of buyin' You lyin' to these motherfuckers Talkin' about you can help 'em with my story You can help me if you sell this pussy for me nigga Don't ignore me nigga fuck your glory nigga you ain't shit When the lights shut off and it's my turn To settle down my main concern Promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off and it's my turn To settle down my main concern Promise that you will sing about me Sometimes I look in the mirror And ask myself Am I really scared of passin' away If it's today I hope I hear a Cry out from Heaven so loud it can water down a demon With the Holy Ghost 'til it drown in the blood of Jesus I wrote some raps that made sure that my lifeline reekin' The scent of a reaper ensurin' that my allegiance With the other side may come soon and if I'm doomed May the womb of my mother be blessed for many moons I suffer a lot And every day that glass mirror get tougher to watch I tie my stomach in knots And I'm not sure why I'm infatuated with death My imagination is surely an aggravation of threats That can come about 'cause the tongue is mighty powerful And I can name a list of your favorites that probably vouch Maybe 'cause I'm a dreamer and sleep is the cousin of death Really stuck in the schema of wonderin' when I'ma rest And you're right your brother was a brother to me And your sister's situation was the one that pulled me In a direction to speak on somethin' That's realer than the TV screen By any means wasn't tryin' to offend or come between Cursin' the life of twenty generations after her soul Exactly what'd happen if I ain't continue rappin' Or steady bein' distracted by money drugs and four-fives I count lives all on these songs Look at the weak and cry pray one day you'll be strong Fightin' for your rights even when you're wrong And hope that at least one of you sing about me when I'm gone Am I worth it Did I put enough work in Promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off and it's my turn To settle down my main concern Promise that you will sing about me Tired of runnin' tired of huntin' My own kind but retirin' nothin' Tires are steady screechin' the driver is rubbin' Hands on the wheel who said we wasn't Dyin' of thirst dyin' of thirst dyin' of thirst Dope on the corner look at the coroner Daughter is dead mother is mournin' her Stray bullets AK bullets Resuscitation was waitin' patiently but they couldn't Bring her back who got the footage Channel nine cameras is lookin' It's hard to channel your energy when you know he crooked Banana clip split his banana pudding I'm like Tre that's Cuba Gooding I know I'm good at Dyin' of thirst dyin' of thirst dyin' of thirst How many sins I'm runnin' out How many sins I lost count Dreams of ballin' like Spalding But only shotty bounce The reaper callin' I'm cottonmouth Money is power Yours is ours Lay with a snitch die with a coward Hope we get rich hope we can tower Over the city with vanity with the music louder The same song a black flower I'll show you how to Dye your thirst dye your thirst dye your thirst What are we doin' Who are we foolin' Hell is hot fire is proven To burn for eternity return of the student That never learned how to live righteous but how to shoot it Tired of runnin' choirs is hummin' Tell us to visit we lie about comin' Now back to business loadin' the guns in Back of the Buick your hood is feudin' The beef is bubblin' it's no discussion Hereditary all of my cousins Dyin' of thirst dyin' of thirst dyin' of thirst Too many sins I'm runnin' out Somebody send me a well for the drought See all I know is takin' notes On takin' this life for granted granted if he provoke My best days I stress days My best days I stress days Money pussy and greed what's my next crave Whatever it is know it's my next grave Tired of runnin' tired of runnin' tired of tumblin' Tired of runnin' tired of tumblin' backwards What if today was the rapture and you completely tarnished The truth will set you free so to me be completely honest You dyin' of thirst you dyin' of thirst So hop in that water and pray that it works That's my brother homie Why are you so angry See you young men are dying of thirst Do you know what that means That means you need water holy water You need to be baptized with the spirit of the Lord Do you want to receive God as your personal savior Okay repeat after me Lord God I come to You a sinner And I humbly repent for my sins I believe that Jesus is Lord I believe you raised Him from the dead I would ask that Jesus come into my life And to be my Lord and Savior I receive Jesus to take control of my life And that I may live with Him from this day forward Thank you Lord Jesus For saving me with Your precious blood In Jesus name amen Alright now remember this day The start of a new life your real life We're bringing up nobody Nobody but the number one rapper in the world He done traveled all over the world He came back just to give you some game All of the little boys and girls come up here Come right here this is for you come on up Kendrick Lamar make some noise brother I done been through a whole lot Trial tribulation but I know God The Devil wanna put me in a bow tie Pray that the holy water don't go dry So many motherfuckers wanna down me But an enemigo never drown me In front of a dirty double-mirror they found me When you lookin' at me tell me what do you see Ahh I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police Illuminated by the hand of God boy don't seem shy They wanna say it's a war outside bomb in the street Gun in the hood mob of police Rock on the corner with a line for the fiend And a bottle full of lean and a model on the scheme uh These days of frustration keep y'all on tuck and rotation Dreams of reality's peace Blow steam in the face of the beast Sky could fall down wind could cry now Look at me motherfucker I smile Lift up your head and keep moving turn the mic up Peace to fashion police I wear my heart On my sleeve let the runway start You know the miserable do love company What do you want from me and my scars Everybody lack confidence everybody lack confidence How many times my potential was anonymous How many times the city making me promises So I promise this nigga When you lookin' at me tell me what do you see Ahh I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police Illuminated by the hand of God boy don't seem shy I went to war last night With an automatic weapon don't nobody call a medic I'ma do it till I get it right I went to war last night I've been dealing with depression ever since an adolescent Duckin' every other blessin' I can never see the message I could never take the lead I could never bob and weave From a negative and letting them annihilate me And it's evident I'm moving at a meteor speed Finna run into a building lay my body Not on my not while I'm up here Not on my time kill the music not on my time We could save that shit for the streets We could save that shit this for the kids bro Two thousands and fifteen niggas tired of playin' victim dog Exactly so we ain't got time to waste time my nigga Niggas gotta make time bro The judge make time you know that the judge make time right The judge make time so it ain't shit It shouldn't be shit for us to come out here and appreciate the little bit of life we got left dog On the dead homies Charlie P you know that bro And I say this because I love you niggas man I love all my niggas bro And we gon' get back to the show and move on because that shit petty my nigga Mic check mic check mic check mic check mic check We gon' do some acapella shit before we get back to basics All my niggas listen listen to this No better than Samuel on Django No better than a white man with slave boats Sound like I needed some soul searching My Pops gave me some game in real person Retraced my steps on what they never taught me Did my homework fast before government caught me So I'ma dedicate this one verse to Oprah On how the infamous sensitive N-word control us So many artists gave her an explanation to hold us Well this is my explanation straight from Ethiopia niggas definition royalty king royalty wait listen niggas description black emperor king ruler now let me finish The history books overlook the word and hide it America tried to make it to a house divided The homies don't recognize we been using it wrong So I'ma break it down and put my game in a song niggas say it with me or say it no more Black stars can come and get me Take it from Oprah Winfrey tell her she right on time Kendrick Lamar by far realest Negus alive Eight doobies to the face fuck that Twelve bottles in the case nigga fuck that Two pills and a half-weight nigga fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist Man I swear my nigga trippin' off that shit again Pick him up then I set him in cold water Then I order someone to bring him Vicodin I hope that take the pain away From the feelin' that he felt today You know when you part of Section eighty And you feel like no one can relate 'Cause you are you are a loner loner Marijuana endorphins make you stronger stronger I'm in the house party trippin' off My generation sippin' cough syrup like it's water Never no pancakes in the kitchen Man not one of our lives is caught up In the daily superstition that the world is 'bout to end Who gives a fuck We never do listen Playstation and some drank Lookin' around and all I see Is a big crowd that's product of me And they probably relatives relevant for a rebel's dream Yep her president is black she black too Purple label on her back but that tab is light blue She take it straight to the head Eight doobies to the face fuck that Twelve bottles in the case nigga fuck that Two pills and a half-weight nigga fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist And then she started feelin' herself Like no one else in this apartment I stood up shut the blind closed the screen Jumbotron Made to the back where she reside Yep hope that I get close enough when the lights turn down And the fact that she just might open up When the Nuvo start to drown Her body and I know The both of us really deep in the mood now It's nothin' we can do now Somebody walked in with a pound of that Bay Area kush She looked at me then looked at it Eight doobies to the face fuck that Twelve bottles in the case nigga fuck that Two pills and a half-weight nigga fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist You can have all my shine I'll give you the light Double cup deuce four six just mix it in Sprite Ecstasy 'shrooms blow 'dro hoes whatever you like You can have all my shine I'll give you the light Thirty millions later my future favors The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior Travel 'round the atlas in this spaceship Candy-coated my day shift's Been devoted to fuckin' up bundles of paper Pi equals three-fourteen The devil's pie is big enough to justify the whole thing Wait up lampin' in Jamaica The clouds turnin' my thoughts turnin' Burnin' castor oil yo I been determined to make an earnin' This seed in this soil is classified I'm satisfied when I strategize my kid's future I ain't sanctified enough to say that I won't shoot ya I done vandalized the industry full circuit The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this Scum of a land that transcend two surfaces The richer the poorer the bigger the picture My fans can't wait for me to son ya punk-ass And crush ya whole lil' shit I'll Big Pun ya punk-ass you a scared lil' bitch Tiptoein' around my name nigga you lame And when I get at you homie Don't you just tell me you was just playin' Oh I was just playin' K-Dot C'mon you know a nigga rock with you bro Shut the fuck up you sound like the last nigga I know Might end up like the last nigga I know Oh you don't wanna clash Nigga I know I put my foot on the gas head on the floor Hoppin' out before the vehicle crash I'm on a roll I am the greatest rapper alive So damn great motherfucker I've died What you hearin' now is a paranormal vibe House on the hill house on the beach nigga A condo in Compton I'm still in reach nigga I'm fresh out the water I'm 'bout to breach nigga The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep nigga Mo' bars no peers no scars no fear fuck y'all sincere I heard the whispers I curved the whispers You know what the risk is Earthed in ditches your body revertin' to stiffness The whole world gone mad Bodies is addin' up market's about to crash Niggas is fake rich bitches is fake bad Blacks that act white whites that do the dab Donald Trump is a chump And Russia need a replay button y'all up to somethin' Electorial votes look like memorial votes But America's truth ain't ignorin' the votes It's blasphemy how many gon' blast for me I prophesized on my last song you laughed at me But when the shit get brackin' don't you ask for me How many leaders gon' tell you the truth after me G Malone big bro kudos to him I was two O's from a M tryna be big as Em Thirty millions later my future favors The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior Salmon and capers fame and lawsuits You lookin' at me in Chucks I'm lookin' at y'all suits Me and Top Dawg playin' rock-paper-scissors in court A real hustler lose money just to go get some more I said it's like that dropped one classic came right back 'Nother classic right back My next album the whole industry on a ice pack And the whole world is goin' mad daddy it's sad daddy My only advice Go and get you a bag daddy Lee Baca on trial tryna portray a boxer Beatin' up on my niggas while the CO's watch him Tables turned lesson learned my best look You jumped sides on me now you 'bout to meet Westbrook Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you Just know the next game played I might slap the shit out you Technical foul I'm flagrant I'm foul They throwin' me out you throw in the towel Look at my smile I'm smirkin' So many verses you live in denial So many verses I never run out You makin' him nervous the music is loud Ho Jay-Z Hall of Fame sit yo' punk-ass down So that means you ain't bigger than rapping So that means no more playin' the back scenes My spot is solidified if you ask me I'll let y'all worry about a list I'm on some other shit A difference between accomplishments and astonishments You know what time it is ante up this is in forever Y'all got 'til April the 7th to get y'all shit together Yeah it's your cousin Carl man just givin' you a call man I know you been havin' a lot on yo mind lately And I know you feel like you know People ain't been prayin' for you See family that's why you feel like you feel Like you got a chip on your shoulder Until you finally get the memo you will always feel like that Why God do I gotta suffer Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle Why God why God do I gotta bleed Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet Why God why God do I gotta suffer Earth is no more won't you burn this muh'fucka I don't think I could find a way to make it on this earth I beat yo ass keep talkin' back I beat yo ass who bought you that You stole it I beat yo ass if you say that game is broken I beat yo ass if you jump on my couch I beat yo ass if you walk in this house With tears in your eyes runnin' from Poo Poo and Prentice Go back outside I beat yo ass lil' nigga That homework better be finished I beat yo ass Your teachers better not be bitchin' 'bout you in class That pizza better not be wasted you eat it all That TV better not be loud if you got it on Them Jordans better not get dirty when I just bought 'em Better not hear 'bout you humpin' on Keisha's daughter Better not hear you got caught up I beat yo ass you better not run to your father I beat yo ass you know my patience runnin' thin I got buku payments to make County building's on my ass tryna take my food stamps away I beat yo ass if you tell them social workers he live here I beat yo ass if I beat yo ass twice and you still here Seven years old think you run this house by yourself Nigga you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else If I could smoke fear away I'd roll that mothafucka up And then I'd take two puffs I'm high now I'm high now Life's a bitch pull them panties to the side now I don't think I could find a way to make it on this earth I'll prolly die anonymous I'll prolly die with promises I'll prolly die walkin' back home from the candy house I'll prolly die because these colors are standin' out I'll prolly die because I ain't know Demarcus was snitchin' I'll prolly die at these house parties fuckin' with bitches I'll prolly die from witnesses leavin' me falsed accused I'll prolly die from thinkin' that me and your hood was cool Or maybe die from pressin' the line actin' too extra Or maybe die because these smokers are more than desperate I'll prolly die from one of these bats and blue badges Body-slammed on black and white paint my bones snappin' Or maybe die from panic or die from bein' too lax Or die from waitin' on it die 'cause I'm movin' too fast I'll prolly die tryna buy weed at the apartments I'll prolly die tryna defuse two homies arguin' I'll prolly die 'cause that's what you do when you're seventeen All worries in a hurry I wish I controlled things If I could smoke fear away I'd roll that mothafucka up And then I'd take two puffs I've been hungry all my life I'm high now I'm high now Life's a bitch pull them panties to the side now When I was twenty-seven I grew accustomed to more fear Accumulated ten times over throughout the years My newfound life made all of me magnified How many accolades do I need to block denial The shock value of my success put bolts in me All this money is God playin' a joke on me Is it for the moment and will he see me as Job Take it from me and leave me worse than I was before At twenty-seven my biggest fear was losin' it all Scared to spend money had me sleepin' from hall to hall Scared to go back to Section 8 with my mama stressin' Thirty shows a month and I still won't buy me no Lexus What is an advisor Somebody that's holdin' my checks Just to fuck me over and put my finances in debt I read a case about Rihanna's accountant and wondered How did the Bad Girl feel when she looked at them numbers The type of shit'll make me flip out and just kill somethin' Drill somethin' get ill and fill ratchets with a lil' somethin' I practiced runnin' from fear guess I had some good luck At twenty-seven years old my biggest fear was bein' judged How they look at me reflect on myself my family my city What they say 'bout me reveal if my reputation would miss me What they see from me would trickle down generations in time What they hear from me would make 'em highlight my simplest lines I'm talkin' fear fear of losin' creativity I'm talkin' fear fear of missin' out on you and me I'm talkin' fear fear of losin' loyalty from pride 'Cause my DNA won't let me involve in the light of God I'm talkin' fear fear that my humbleness is gone I'm talkin' fear fear that love ain't livin' here no more I'm talkin' fear fear that it's wickedness or weakness Fear whatever it is both is distinctive Fear what happens on Earth stays on Earth And I can't take these feelings with me so hopefully they disperse Within fourteen tracks carried out over wax Searchin' for resolutions until somebody get back Fear what happens on Earth stays on Earth And I can't take these feelings with me so hopefully they disperse Within fourteen tracks carried out over wax Wonderin' if I'm livin' through fear or livin' through rap So until we come back to these commandments Until you come back to these commandments We're gonna feel this way we're gonna be under this curse Because He said He's gonna punish us The so-called Blacks Hispanics and Native American Indians Are the true children of Israel We are the Israelites according to the Bible The children of Israel He's gonna punish us for our iniquities For our disobedience because we chose to follow other gods That man chasten his son so the Lord thy God chasten thee So just like you chasten your own son He's gonna chastise you because He loves you So that's why we get chastised That's why we're in the position that we're in Until we come back to these laws statutes and commandments And do what the Lord says these curses is gonna be upon us We're gonna be at a lower state in this life that we live Here in today in the United States of America I love you family and I pray for you God bless you Shalom The ghost of Mandela hope my flows they propel it Let these words be your earth and moon You consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression And with that being said my nigga let me ask this question When shit hit the fan is you still a fan The ghost of Mandela hope my flows they propel it Let these words be your earth and moon You consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression And with that being said my nigga let me ask this question When shit hit the fan is you still a fan Want you look to your left and right make sure you ask your friends Do you believe in me Are you deceiving me Could I let you down easily is your heart where it need to be Is your smile on permanent Is your vow on lifetime Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next line If I'm tried in a court of law if the industry cut me off If the government want me dead plant cocaine in my car Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar Or question my character and degrade me on every blog Want you to love me like Nelson want you to hug me like Nelson I freed you from being a slave in your mind you're very welcome You tell me my song is more than a song it's surely a blessing But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you this question The ghost of Mandela hope my flows they propel it Let my words be your earth and moon you consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression Do you believe in me How much you believe in her You think she gon' stick around if them twenty-five years occur You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars hurt You think y'all on common ground if you promise to be the first Can you be immortalized without your life being expired Even though you share the same blood is it worth the time Like who got your best interest Like how much are you dependent How clutch are the people that say they love you And who pretending How tough is your skin when they turn you in Do you show forgiveness What brush do you bend when dusting your shoulders from being offended What kind of den did they put you in when the lions start hissing What kind of bridge did they burn Revenge or your mind when it's mentioned You wanna love like Nelson you wanna be like Nelson You wanna walk in his shoes but you peacemaking seldom You wanna be remembered that delivered the message That considered the blessing of everyone This your lesson for everyone say The voice of Mandela hope this flow stay propellin' Let my word be your Earth and moon You consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression And if you riding with me nigga I been wrote off before I got abandonment issues I hold grudges like bad judges don't let me resent you I went to Robben's Island analysing that's where his cell is So I could find clarity like how much you cherish me Is this relationship a fake or real as the heavens be See I got to question it all family friends fans cats dogs Trees plants grass how the wind blow Murphy's Law generation X will I ever be your X Floss off a baby step mauled by the mouth of Pit bulls put me under stress Crawled under rocks ducking y'all it's respect But then tomorrow put my back against the wall How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead Is it Moses is it Huey Newton or Detroit Red Is it Martin Luther JFK shoot or you assassin Is it Jackie is it Jesse oh I know it's Michael Jackson oh When shit hit the fan is you still a fan That nigga gave us Billie Jean you say he touched those kids When shit hit the fan is you still a fan The ghost of Mandela hope my flows they propel it Let my word be your earth and moon you consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression And if you riding with me nigga let me ask this question nigga I remember you was conflicted Misusing your influence Sometimes I did the same Abusing my power full of resentment Resentment that turned into a deep depression Found myself screaming in the hotel room I didn't wanna self destruct The evils of Lucy was all around me So I went running for answers until I came home But that didn't stop survivor's guilt Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned But while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city I was entering a new one A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned The word was respect Just because you wore a different gang color than mine's Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a black man Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets If I respect you we unify and stop the enemy from killing us But I don't know I'm no mortal man Maybe I'm just another nigga Shit and that's all I wrote I was gonna call it another Nigga but it ain't really a poem I just felt like it's something you probably could relate to Other than that now that I finally got a chance to holla at you I always wanted to ask you about a certain situation About a metaphor actually uh you spoke on the ground What you mean by that what the ground represent The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil The poor people is gonna open up this whole world And swallow up the rich people 'Cause the rich people gonna be so fat And they gonna be so appetizing you know what I'm saying Wealthy appetizing The poor gonna be so poor and hungry Aight so let me ask you this then Do you see yourself as somebody that's rich Or somebody that made the best of they own opportunities I see myself as a natural born hustler A true hustler in every sense of the word I took nothin' I took the opportunities I worked at the most menial and degrading job And built myself up so I could get it to where I owned it I went from having somebody managing me To me hiring the person that works my management company I changed everything I realized my destiny In a matter of five years you know what I'm saying I made myself a millionaire I made millions for a lot of people Now it's time to make millions for myself you know what I'm saying I made millions for the record companies I made millions for these movie companies Now I make millions for for us And through your different avenues of success How would you say you managed to keep a level of sanity By my faith in God by my faith in the game You know what I'm saying And it was happening to me for a reason You know what I'm saying I was noticing shit I was punching the right buttons and it was happening So it's no problem you know I mean it's a problem but I'm not finna let them know I'm finna go straight through Would you consider yourself a fighter at heart or somebody that Somebody that only reacts when they back is against the wall Shit I like to think that at every opportunity I've ever been uh Threatened with resistance it's been met with resistance And not only me but it goes down my family tree You know what I'm saying it's in my veins to fight back Aight well how long will you think it take before niggas be like We fighting a war I'm fighting a war I can't win and I wanna lay it all down In this country a black man only have like 5 years we can exhibit maximum strength And that's right now while you a teenager while you still strong While you still wanna lift weights while you still wanna shoot back 'Cause once you turn thirty it's like They take the heart and soul out of a man Out of a black man in this country And you don't wanna fight no more And if you don't believe me you can look around You don't see no loud mouth thirty-year old motherfuckers That's crazy because me being one of your offsprings Of the legacy you left behind I can truly tell you that There's nothing but turmoil goin' on so I wanted ask you What you think is the future for me and my generation today I think that niggas is tired of grabbin' shit out the stores And next time it's a riot it's gonna be like uh bloodshed For real I don't think America know that I think America think we was just playing And it's gonna be some more playing but It ain't gonna be no playing It's gonna be murder you know what I'm saying You know what I'm saying it's gonna happen That's crazy man in my opinion Only hope that we kinda have left is music and vibrations Lot a people don't understand how important it is you know Sometimes I can like get behind a mic And I don't know what type of energy I'ma push out Or where it comes from trip me out sometimes Because it's spirits we ain't even really rappin' We just letting our dead homies tell stories for us damn I wanted to read one last thing to you It's actually something a good friend had wrote Describing my world it says The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it In order to protect itself from this mad city While consuming its environment The caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him But praises the butterfly The butterfly represents the talent the thoughtfulness And the beauty within the caterpillar But having a harsh outlook on life The caterpillar sees the butterfly as weak And figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits Already surrounded by this mad city The caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon Which institutionalizes him He can no longer see past his own thoughts When trapped inside these walls certain ideas take root such as Going home and bringing back new concepts to this mad city Wings begin to emerge breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant Finally free the butterfly sheds light on situations That the caterpillar never considered ending the internal struggle Although the butterfly and caterpillar are completely different What's your perspective on that Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota A quarter tank of gas one pistol and orange soda Janky stash box when the federales'll roll up Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor We on the mission for bad bitches and trouble I hope the universe love you today 'Cause the energy we bringin' sure to carry away A flock of positive activists that fill they body with hate If it's necessary bumpin' Jeezy first album lookin' distracted Speakin' language only we know you think it's an accent The windows roll down all I see is a hand pass it Hotboxin' like George Foreman grillin' the masses Of the workin' world we pulled up on a bunch of workin' girls And asked them what they workin' with Look at me I got the blunt in my mouth Usually I'm drug-free but shit I'm with the homies Air conditioner broke and I hear my stomach screamin' Hungry for anything unhealthy And if nutrition can help me I'll tell you to suck my dick then I'll continue eatin' You know the light-skinned girls in all the little dresses Good Lord they knew we weren't from around there 'Cause every time we down there We pullin' out the Boost Mobile SIM cards Bougie bitches with no extensions Hood niggas with bad intentions the perfect combination Before we sparked a conversation We seen three niggas in colors we didn't like Then started interrogatin' I never was a gangbanger I mean I never was stranger to the fonk neither I really doubt it Rush a nigga quick and then we laugh about it That's ironic 'cause I've never been violent Until I'm with the homies Me and the homies Braggin' 'bout the episode we just had A shot of Hennessy didn't make me feel that bad I'm usually a true firm believer of bad karma Consequences from evil will make your past haunt ya We tryna conquer the city with disobedience Quick to turn it up even if we ain't got the CD in But Jeezy still playin' Pull in front of the house That we been campin' out for like two months The sun is goin' down as we take whatever we want Aye aye nigga jackpot nigga pop the safe Aye nigga I think there's somebody in this room Nigga there's somebody in this room I hit the back window in search of any Nintendo DVD's plasma-screen TV's in the trunk We made a right then made a left then made a right Then made a left we was just circlin' life I should have told her I'm probably about to catch my first offense Then made a right then another right One lucky night with the homies Yeah we finally got that nigga faded I think he hit the wrong blunt though Well which one he talkin' about I was finna hit the one with the shenanigans in it I pray he ain't hit that Nah that nigga straight he ain't hit that one Got the shenanigans Give that nigga the shenanigans Nigga I think we should push back to the city fo' real doe Yeah yeah that shit right there I'm tryna be the nigga in the street There he go Man you don't even know how the shit go Look here's the plan luv 'Cause I know he tryna fuck on Sherane tonight That's what he's not gon' do Then we all gon' meet back at the block at about ten-thirty That's straight but we should meet up around twelve I'm tryna fuck on somethin' too Nigga sit yo' dumb-ass back down Nigga you ain't doin' shit tonight Matter of fact nigga get in the mothafuckin' car We finna get active Everybody put three fingers in the air The sky is falling the wind is calling Stand for something or die in the morning Visions of Martin Luther staring at me Malcolm X put a hex on my future someone catch me I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song the Serengeti's clone Back to put you backstabbers back on your spinal bone You slipped your disc when I slid you my disc You wanted to diss but jumped on my dick Grown men never should bite their tongue Unless you eating pussy that smell like it's a stale plum I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol Aiming it at a pig Charlotte's web is going to miss you My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise How to stay on beat because our life's an instrumental This is physical and mental I won't sugar coat it You'd die from diabetes if these other niggas wrote it And everything on TV just a figment of imagination I don't want plastic nation dread that like a Haitian While you mothafuckas waiting I be off the slave ship Building pyramids writing my own hieroglyphs Five-star dishes food for thought bitches I mean the shit is Huey Newton going stupid Visions of Martin Luther staring at me If I see it how he seen it that would make my parents happy Sorry mama I can't turn the other cheek They wanna knock me off the edge like a fucking widow's peak uhh And she always told me pray for the weak uhh Them demons got me I ain't prayed in some weeks uhh Dear Lord come save me the devil's working hard He probly clocking double shifts on all of his jobs Frightening so fucking frightening Enough to drive a man insane I need a license to kill I'm standing on the field full of land mines Doing the moonwalk hoping I blow up in time 'Cause two thousand twelve might not be a fucking legend Tryna be a fucking legend the man of mankind Who said a black man in the Illuminati Last time I checked that was the biggest racist party So get up off that slave ship Build your own pyramids write your own hieroglyphs Every day we fight the system just to make our way We been down for too long but that's alright We was built to be strong 'cause it's our life Every day we fight the system we fight the system We been down for too long but that's alright Who said a black man in the Illuminati Last time I checked that was the biggest racist party Last time I checked we was racing with Marcus Garvey On the freeway to Africa 'til I wreck my Audi And I want everybody to view my autopsy So you can see exactly where the government had shot me No conspiracy my fate is inevitable They play musical chairs once I'm on that pedestal Frightening so fucking frightening Enough to drive a man insane a woman insane The reason Lauryn Hill don't sing or Kurt Cobain Loaded that clip and then said bang the drama it bring is crazy Product of the late eighties Tryna stay above water that's why we shun the navy Pull your guns and play me let's set it off 'Cause a riot throw a Molotov somebody told me them pirates had got lost 'Cause we been off them slave ships Got our own pyramids write our own hieroglyphs When the four corners of this cocoon collide You'll slip through the cracks hopin' that you'll survive Gather your wit take a deep look inside Are you really who they idolize to pimp a butterfly At first I did love you But now I just wanna fuck Late nights thinkin' of you Until I get my nut Tossed and turned lesson learned You was my first girlfriend Bridges burned all across the board Destroyed but what for When I get signed homie I'ma act a fool Hit the dance floor strobe lights in the room Snatch your little secretary bitch for the homies Blue-eyed devil with a fat-ass monkey I'ma buy a brand new Caddy on fours Trunk the hood up two times deuce-four Platinum on everythin' platinum on weddin' ring Married to the game and a bad bitch chose When I get signed homie I'ma buy a strap Straight from the CIA set it on my lap Take a few AK to the hood Pass 'em all out on the block what's good I'ma put the Compton swap meet by the White House Republican run up get socked out Hit the prez with a Cuban link on my neck Uneducated but I got a million-dollar check like that At first I did love you But now I just wanna fuck Late nights thinkin' of you until I get my nut Tossed and turned lesson learned You was my first girlfriend Bridges burned all across the board Destroyed but what for Yo what's up It's Dre Remember the first time you came out to the house You said you wanted a spot like mine But remember anybody can get it The hard part is keepin' it motherfucker What you want you A house or a car Forty acres and a mule a piano a guitar Anythin' see my name is Uncle Sam I'm your dog Motherfucker you can live at the mall I know your kind Don't have receipts Pay me later wear those gators I can see the baller in you I can see the dollar in you Little white lies but it's no white-collar in you But it's whatever though because I'm still followin' you Because you make me live forever baby Count it all together baby Then hit the register and make me feel better baby Your horoscope is a gemini two sides So you better cop everything two times Two coupes two chains two C-notes Too much ain't enough both we know Christmas tell 'em what's on your wish list Get it all you deserve it Kendrick And when you hit the White House do you But remember you ain't pass economics in school And everything you buy taxes will deny I'll Wesley Snipe your ass before thirty-five Yeah lookin' down it's quite a drop Lookin' good when you're on top You got a medal for us Leavin' metaphors metaphysically in a state of euphoria Look both ways before you cross my mind Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket you bastard I'm Marilyn Manson with madness Now just imagine the magic I light to asses And this is rigor mortis and it's gorgeous when you die Ali recorded and I'm Morpheus the matrix of my mind I'm out the orbit you an orphan and a hairdresser combined I'm on the toilet when I rhyme if you the shit then I decline I climax where you begin and then I end on cloud nine And that's important when you morph into an angel in the sky And don't be forging all my signatures my listeners reply And tell me that you biting style you got a hell of an appetite And I'ma be here for a while just buckle up before the ride Or knuckle up if you can fight we always making 'em duck or die A suit and tie is suitable and usual in suicide CSI just might investigate this fucking parasite That's what they telling me aim it at your celebrities This is studio felony Ferragami so many and cool enough for the '70s Nigga payback's a bitch And bitch you been living in debt with me Dead 'em all and especially Leave a call on his mother voicemail That say that he rest in peace Bigger chopper the recipe Wrestling That's irrelevant Rather rest at your residence Whistling to the melody couldn't think of a better D Better be on your P and Q it's just me Jay Rock Soul and Q Solar system and barbecue nothing else you can do Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket you bastard I'm Marilyn Manson don't ask for your favorite rapper I rapped him and made him Casper I capture the likes of NASA My pedigree to fly past ya I'll pass the weed to the pastor We all are sinners won't you send us to bible study faster Your hypocritesque reaction a blasphemy I assassin my casualty And it's casually done and tell 'em my salary come A lump sum of hundreds don't talk to me 'bout no money The sun is under my feet and I come in peace to compete I don't run if you'd rather leap my statistics go up in weeks And I go visit the nearest creek and I get busy on many MC Really ballistic anybody can see Any assistance everybody deceased I'm persistence recognize I be Really too vicious the permanent beast And the demolition breaking up the street Better partition better dot your T And I gon' mention how the far you see Putting my dick in the rap industry Everybody bitching getting mad at me Recognize Kendrick in the battery And I'm charged up and the catastrophe Is charged up and the audacity Of y'all fucks never could hassle me And y'all luck just ran out you'll see I place blame on you still place shame on you still Feel like you ain't shit feel like you don't feel Confidence in yourself breakin' on marble floors Watchin' anonymous strangers tellin' me that I'm yours But you ain't shit I'm convinced your tolerance nothin' special What can I blame you for Nigga I can name several Situations I'll start with your little sister bakin' A baby inside just a teenager where your patience Where was your antennas Where was the influence you speak of I fuckin' tell you you fuckin' failure you ain't no leader I never liked you forever despise you I don't need you The world don't need you don't let them deceive you Numbers lie too fuck your pride too that's for dedication Thought money would change you Made you more complacent You the reason why mama and them leavin' No you ain't shit you say you love them I know you don't mean it I know you're irresponsible selfish in denial can't help it Your trials and tribulations a burden everyone felt it Everyone heard it multiple shots corners cryin' out You was deserted where was your antennas again Where was your presence Where was your support that you pretend You ain't no brother you ain't no disciple You ain't no friend A friend never leave Compton for profit Or leave his best friend little brother You promised you'd watch him before they shot him Where was your antennas On the road bottles and bitches You FaceTimed him one time that's unforgiving You even FaceTimed instead of a hospital visit Guess you thought he would recover well Third surgery they couldn't stop the bleeding for real I know your secrets nigga Mood swings is frequent nigga I know depression is restin' on your heart for two reasons nigga I know you and a couple block boys ain't been speakin' nigga Y'all damn near beefin' I see it and you're the reason nigga Bitch everything is your fault Faults breakin' to pieces earthquakes on every weekend Because you shook as soon as you knew confinement was needed I know your secrets don't let me tell them to the world About that shit you thinkin' I'm fucked up but I ain't as fucked up as you You just can't get right I think your heart made of bullet proof Should've killed yo' ass a long time ago You should've feeled that black revolver blast a long time ago And if I told your secrets The world'll know money can't stop a suicidal weakness Love's gonna get you killed But pride's gonna be the death of you and you and me Me I wasn't taught to share but care In another life I surely was there Hell-raising wheel-chasing new worldy possessions Flesh-making spirit-breaking which one would you lessen The better part the human heart you love 'em or dissect 'em Happiness or flashiness How do you serve the question See in a perfect world I would be perfect world I don't trust people enough beyond they surface world I don't love people enough to put my faith in man I put my faith in these lyrics hoping I make amend I understand I ain't perfect I probably won't come around This time I might put you down Last time I ain't give a fuck I still feel the same now My feelings might go numb you're dealing with cold thumb I'm willing to give up a leg and arm and show empathy from Pity parties and functions and you and yours A perfect world you probably live another twenty-four I can't fake humble just 'cause your ass is insecure Now in a perfect world I probably won't be insensitive Cold as December but never remember what Winter did I wouldn't blame you for mistakes I made or the bed I laid Seems like I point the finger just to make a point nowadays Smiles and cold stares the temperature goes there Indigenous disposition feel like we belong here I know the walls they can listen I wish they could talk back The hurt becomes repetition the love almost lost that Sick venom in men and women overcome with pride A perfect world is never perfect only filled with lies Promises are broken and more resentment come alive Race barriers make inferior you and I See in a perfect world I'll choose faith over riches I'll choose work over bitches I'll make schools out of prison I'll take all the religions and put 'em all in one service Just to tell 'em we ain't shit but He's been perfect world Me I wasn't taught to share but care In another life I surely was there Me I wasn't taught to share but care The whole industry been in shambles Everybody fugazi I'm just changing the channel Kendrick Lamar the people's champion I'm animal for analysts Career damaging verses meditating with candles lit I like my raps extra prolific Since freestyling on lunch tables and park benches And I won't mention my ten thousand hours in training While juggling gang-banging my balancing was tremendous And now we look at the competition as quick submission They tappin' out before we even get a chance to miss 'em What this about is it money or skill Maybe it's both and I got large amounts of it it's real You see my oath is very unbreakable my style is never mistakable I can see y'all incapable To be the God emcees you know me well Ridiculous venomous hate in my heart the sinister Run for cover my lineage prove itself I'm rollin' deep in that paper like two Adeles Before scholars I flowed tighter than virgin lips We had to shake the game up and you're flying through turbulence Everything is high stakes nowadays that's how it played nowadays It's like an eight-ball to the face nowadays I'm laced nowadays my gun is off the waist nowadays It's seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays I'm talking Higher power every other hour since Eddie Bauer Since stash boxes and lead showers breaking the padlock And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths entire lion Surround itself with bears watch it nigga you share a profit ah This is what they want I'm the one This is vintage from nineteen-eighty-somethin' I'm the son of the pioneer that got you near the sun Play with him bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump I'm yelling Mr. Kanye West for president He probably let me get some head inside the residence I'm in the White House going all out Bumping College Dropout God-bless Americans Nothing more influential than rap music I merge jazz fusion with the trap music I mix black soul with some rock and roll My Juvenile was wilder than the Nolia A locomotive couldn't track me down in my career Runnin' this shit with four pair son of my bitch I might demolish A bitch right in front ya chico what have you done here It gets annoying niggas wanna deploy him And bitches wanna adore him but industry shit ain't for him Probably thinking it's for him only one me Swallowed the key and kicking the door in never leasing my foreign Mr. Valevictorian studied the game before them Listen to you with boredom baby rappers abort them To the grave I deport them corporations extort them I'm snapping off my endorphins I alien mighty morphin' My radiance rather gorgeous hundred bill to the doorman Hundred mil in my fortune they call me back in the morning You're racing against the tortoise pace myself it's important Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism enormous So pay the man for performance saucy all of my garments Jimi Kendrix performing this fucking studio haunted I tell a bitch don't sweat me I kill this whole fuckin' beat if Cole let me Ib should've never sent the instrumental Every time I start writing I get sentimental This shit is just not fair But why the fuck should I care The story of your life here Two young stars was born and y'all gon' die here Oh Lord gotta be the yams Billboard list need 2Pac damn But number nine makes sure he lives on yeah Hoochie coochie pussies in a trance Every day a celebration but even the valley peaking me And my doggies be salivating salaries better ratings And casualties all around me don't make me do demonstrations Murder my allegations and burning my finger traces Adjourning my power patience and earning royalty payments I'm sorry y'all not relating this party is reservated I kill this whole muthafucking beat if J. Cole say it My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental I gotta slay it I gotta lay it gotta show you fuckers I'm not to play with The ruckus had been my favorite King Kunta the fuckin' greatest Oh Lamar Hail Mary and marijuana times is hard Pray with the hooligans shadows all in the dark Fellowship with demons and relatives I'm a star Life is one funny mothafucka A true comedian you gotta love him you gotta trust him I might be buggin' infomercials and no sleep Introverted by my thoughts children listen it gets deep See once upon a time inside the Nickerson Garden projects The object was to process and digest poverty's dialect Adaptation inevitable gun violence crack spot Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals Anthony was the oldest of seven Well-respected calm and collected Laughin' and jokin' made life easier hard times Momma on crack A four-year-old tellin' his nanny he needed her His family history pimpin' and bangin' He was meant to be dangerous Clocked him a grip and start slangin' Fifteen scrapin' up his jeans with quarter pieces Even got some head from a smoker last weekend Dodged a policeman workin' for his big homie Small-time hustler graduated to a brick on him Seen his first mil twenty years old had a couple of babies Had a couple of shooters Caught a murder case fingerprints on the gun they assumin' But witnesses couldn't prove it That was back when he turned his back and they killed his cousin He beat the case and went back to hustlin' Bird-shufflin' Anthony rang The first in the projects with the two-tone Mustang Circlin' parking lots and parking spots And hoppin' out while harrassin' the corner blocks Crooked cops told Anthony he should kick it He brushed 'em off and walked back to the Kentucky Fried Chicken See at this chicken spot There was a light-skinned nigga that talked a lot With a curly top and a gap in his teeth He worked the window his name was Ducky He came from the streets the Robert Taylor Homes Southside Projects Chiraq the Terror Dome Drove to California with a woman on him and five hundreds dollars They had a son hopin' that he'd see college Hustlin' on the side with a nine-to-five to freak it Cadillac Seville he'd ride his son around on weekends Three-piece special with his name on the shirt pocket 'Cross the street from the projects Anthony planned to rob it Stuck up the place before back in eighty-four That's when affiliation was really eight gears of war So many relatives tellin' us sellin' us devilish works Killin' us crime intelligent felonious Prevalent proposition with nine millimeters Ducky was well-aware They robbed the manager and shot a customer last year He figured he'd get on these niggas' good sides Free chicken every time Anthony posted in line Two extra biscuits Anthony liked him and then let him slide They didn't kill him in fact it look like they're the last to survive Pay attention that one decision changed both of they lives One curse at a time Reverse the manifest and good karma and I'll tell you why You take two strangers and put 'em in random predicaments Give 'em a soul so they can make their own choices and live with it Twenty years later them same strangers you make 'em meet again Inside recording studios where they reapin' their benefits Then you start remindin' them about that chicken incident Whoever thought the greatest rapper would be from coincidence Because if Anthony killed Ducky Top Dawg could be servin' life While I grew up without a father and die in a gunfight Every morning when I wake up uh Money on my mind good time to get caked up uh Sunshine coming through my blinds I'm living but Really though it's never enough Ten milli on that's a must living in California Everybody wanna visit for women weed and weather They come for women weed and weather For the women weed and weather From all around the world for the women weed and weather These niggas'll kill for that put it in your grill for that Still everybody gotta build for that me I make mills off that How the fuck y'all can't see I ride when I drive down the block and It's a beautiful day I guess for a bitch to roll with Andre I guess Roll it up baby come and lift that dress then roll it up for me when I'm stressed You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami party in New York Texas I be screwed up Chi Town I be really pimping But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living They come for women weed and weather For the women weed and weather From all around the world for the women weed and weather Got that women weed and weather Don't it sound clever come and play What more can I say Welcome to LA Uhh my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him some Three W's only for a three-day run bitch Take them mothafuckin' panties off you ain't no nun shit I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I control Let it breathe I control California living 'til I am old You want to be on to peak on the charts So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts She in the coupe she in the Neon Fuck with a nigga ride with a nigga Let 'em know I'm priority order me Hennessey and for my niggas Boy he's on his job boy he sure be having the marks on they mark Pretty bitches and tire marks let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice No way hell no uh uh if I'm wrong I don't wanna be right We want to be on to peak on the chart So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts Women weed weather it's not my fault That it's eighty-two degrees and my top peeled off You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami party in New York Texas I be screwed up Chi Town I be really pimping But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living Known for that homegrown where I come from Smoke one palm trees double D's got 'em topless in the sun I shall proceed that's me mothafuck your opinion Huh how many ways am I killing 'em Shit right around a billion We on it that mean we living for the moment That mean she'll fuck 'til the morning time and I got time And I know that I'm in a position of controlling anything I buy that ocean I'm a boss I'll buy that ocean ain't nobody fucking with this They want that shit they often fiend I give it to 'em but in between My time I gotta tie shoestrings Life's a trip when you want these things I often slip and then I lean Toward three W's in life You know blow job need an application Eating pussy make appetite And yeah my type I like 'em brown Just like my drink the fuck you think I don't fuck with no hand me downs See if you fuck then it's after me You know how much I'mma make it work You know her dress slip it in her purse When you discussed your love for lust Just make sure you visit here first Cali You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami party in New York Texas I be screwed up Chi Town I be really pimping But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living They come for women weed and weather For the women weed and weather From all around the world for the women weed and weather Got that women weed and weather Don't it sound clever come and play What more can I say Welcome to LA How much a dollar really cost The question is detrimental paralyzin' my thoughts Parasites in my stomach keep me with a gut feeling y'all Gotta see how I'm chillin' once I park this luxury car Hopping out feeling big as Mutombo 20 years ago can't forget Now I can lend him a ear or two How to stack these residuals tenfold The liberal concept of what men'll do Indigenous African only spoke Zulu My American tongue was slurry Walked out the gas station A homeless man with a semi-tan complexion Asked me for ten rand stressin' about dry land Deep water powder blue skies that crack open A piece of crack that he wanted I knew he was smokin' He begged and pleaded Asked me to feed him twice I didn't believe it Contributin' money just for his pipe I couldn't see it My son temptation is one thing that I've defeated Listen to me I want a single bill from you Nothin' less nothin' more Tell me how much a dollar cost It's more to feed your mind Water sun and love the one you love All you need the air you breathe He's starin' at me in disbelief My temper is buildin' he's starin' at me I grab my key He's starin' at me I started the car then I tried to leave And somethin' told me to keep it in park until I could see The reason why he was mad at a stranger Like I was supposed to save him Like I'm the reason he's homeless and askin' me for a favor He's starin' at me his eyes followed me with no laser He's starin' at me I notice that his stare is contagious 'Cause now I'm starin' back at him feelin' some type of disrespect If I could throw a bat at him it'd be aimin' at his neck I never understood someone beggin' for goods Askin' for handouts takin' it if they could And this particular person just had it down pat Starin' at me for the longest until he finally asked A humble man is all that we ever need Tell me how much a dollar cost It's more to feed your mind Water sun and love the one you love All you need the air you breathe Guilt trippin' and feelin' resentment I never met a transient that demanded attention They got me frustrated indecisive and power trippin' Sour emotions got me lookin' at the universe different I should distance myself I should keep it relentless My selfishness is what got me here who the fuck I'm kiddin' So I'mma tell you like I told the last bum Crumbs and pennies I need all of mines And I recognize this type of panhandlin' all the time I got better judgement I know when nigga's hustlin' keep in mind When I was strugglin' I did compromise now I comprehend I smell Grandpa's old medicine reekin' from your skin Moonshine and gin nigga you're babblin' your words ain't flatterin' I'm imaginin' Denzel but lookin' at O'Neal Kazaam is sad thrills your gimmick is mediocre The jig is up I seen you from a mile away losin' focus And I'm insensitive and I lack empathy You're lookin' at the Messiah the son of Jehovah the higher power The choir that spoke the word the Holy Spirit The nerve of Nazareth and I'll tell you just how much a dollar cost The price of having a spot in Heaven embrace your loss yeah I am God I washed my hands I said my grace What more do you want from me Tears of a clown guess I'm not all what it's all meant to be Shades of grey will never change if I condone Turn this page help me change to right my wrongs I remember you was conflicted misusing your influence She just want to close her eyes and sweat With you with you with you Exercise her right to work it out It's true it's true it's true Shout out to the birthday girls say hey Everyone deserves a night to play She plays only when you tell her no If these walls could talk I can feel your reign when it cries gold lives inside of you If these walls could talk If these walls could talk they'd tell me to swim good No boat I float better than he would No life jacket I'm not the God of Nazareth But your flood can be misunderstood Walls telling me they full of pain resentment Need someone to live in them just to relieve tension Me I'm just a tenant Landlord said these walls vacant more than a minute These walls are vulnerable exclamation Interior pink color coordinated I interrogated every nook and cranny I mean it's still amazing before they couldn't stand me These walls want to cry tears These walls happier when I'm here These walls never could hold up Every time I come around demolition might crush If these walls could talk I can feel your reign when it cries gold lives inside of you If these walls could talk I love it when I'm in it I love it when I'm in it If these walls could talk they'd tell me to go deep Yelling at me continuously I can see Your defense mechanism is my decision Knock these walls down that's my religion Walls feeling like they ready to close in I suffocate then catch my second wind I resonate in these walls I don't know how long I can wait in these walls I've been on the streets too long Looking at you from the outside in They sing the same old song About how they walls always the cleanest I beg to differ I must've missed them I'm not involved I'd rather diss 'em I'd rather call on you put your wall up 'Cause when I come around demolition gon' crush If your walls could talk they'd tell you it's too late Your destiny accept it your fate Burn accessories and stash them where they are Take the recipe the Bible and God Wall telling you that commissary is low No calling your mother to save you Homies to say you're irrepetible not acceptable Your behavior is Sammy the Bull like A killer that turned snitch Walls is telling me you a bitch You pray for appeals hoping the warden would afford them That sentence so important Retaliation is strong you even dream 'bout me Killed my homeboy and God spared your life Dumb criminal got indicted same night So when you play this song rewind the first verse About me abusing my power so you can hurt About me and her in the shower whenever she horny About me and her in the after hours of the morning About her baby daddy currently serving life And how she think about you until we meet up at night About the only girl that cared about you when you asked her And how she fucking on a famous rapper Walls could talk I remember you was conflicted Misusing your influence Sometimes I did the same Abusing my power full of resentment Resentment that turned into a deep depression Found myself screaming in a hotel room Lord God I come to you a sinner And I humbly repent for my sins I believe that Jesus is Lord I believe that you raised him from the dead I will ask that Jesus will come to my life And be my Lord and Savior I receive Jesus to take control of my life And that I may live for him from this day forth Thank you Lord Jesus for saving me with your precious blood In Jesus' name Amen I met her at this house party on El Segundo and Central She had the credentials of strippers in Atlanta Dropped the number we chirped the whole summer and well The summer had passed and now I'm likin' her Conversation we havin' probably enticin' her Who could imagine Maybe my actions will end up wifin' her Love or lust regardless we'll fuck 'cause the trife in us It's deep-rooted the music of bein' young and dumb Is never muted in fact it's much louder where I'm from We know a lot 'bout each other her mother was a crack addict She live with her granny and her younger two brothers Her favorite cousin Demetrius's irrepetible Family history of gang bangin' did make me skeptical But not enough to stop me from gettin' a nut I wanna come over what's up That's what I told her soon as this episode Of Martin go off I'm tryin' to get off I was in heat like a cactus my tactics of bein' thirsty Probably could hurt me but fuck it I got some heart Grab my momma's keys hopped in the car then oh boy So now I'm down Rosecrans in a Caravan Passin' Alameda my gas meter in need of a pump I got enough to get me through the traffic jam At least I hope 'cause my pockets broke as a promise man I'm thinkin' about that sex thinkin' about her thighs Or maybe kissin' on her neck or maybe what position's next Sent a picture of her titties blowin' up my texts I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into Corvette Enthused by the touch of a woman she's a masseuse And I'm a professional porn star when off the Goose I had a fifth in the trunk like Curtis Jackson for ransom I'm hopin' to get her loose like an Uncle Luke Anthem I'm two blocks away two hundreds and fifty feet And six steps from where she stay she wavin' me 'cross the street I pulled up a smile on my face and then I see Two niggas two black hoodies I froze as my phone rang Please leave your message for thre two three Record your message after the tone Kendrick where you at Damn I'm sittin' here waitin' on my van You told me you was gon' be back in fifteen minutes I gotta go to the county buildin' man These kids ready to eat I'm ready to eat shit I gotta get them food stamps come on now You on you way or what Plus you got school tomorrow You keep fuckin' around in them streets you ain't gon' pass to the next grade eleventh grade When you get this message man call me back I need to know when you gon' bring back my damn car This man fussin' about some damn dominoes It ain't all that serious fuck damn dominoes Shit I'ma miss my damn appointment Fuck Fuck them damn dominoes nobody wanna hear that Nobody wanna hear yo' ass Matter of fact cut my motherfuckin' oldies back on You killin' my motherfuckin' vibe K-Dot pick up the phone nigga Every time I call it's going to voicemail Don't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit nigga No socks and skinny jeans and shit Call me on Shaniqua's phone I been A-Team since day one you niggas boo boo Your home boy your block that you're from boo boo Lil hoes you went to school with boo boo Baby mama and your new bitch boo boo Fourteen years later going hard like we used to on the dead homies On the dead homies I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap my nigga My lil homie Stunna Deuce ain't never comin' back my nigga So you better go hard every time you jump on wax my nigga Fuck what they talkin' 'bout your shit is where it's at my nigga Came in this game you stuck your fangs in this game You wore no chain in this game your hood your name in this game Now you double up time to bubble up the bread and huddle up Stickin' to the scripts now here if them Benjamins go cuddle up Skip hop drip drop flip flop with the white tube sock Thats what the product smell like when the chemicals mix Fifty nigga salute out the Compton zoo with the extras El 'cause Monte Carlos Road Kings and dressers Asians they fuck with you nobody can fuck with you Hopped out the Caddy just got my dick sucked The little homies called and said the enemies done cliqued up Oh yeah Tell 'em they can run it for the cardio Oh yeah Everythin' is everythin' it's scandalous Slow motion for the ambulance the project filled with cameras The LAPD gamblin' scramblin' football numbers slanderin' Niggas names on paper you snitched all summer Streets don't fail me now they tell me it's a new gang in town From Compton to Congress set trippin' all around Red state versus a blue state which one you governin' They give us guns and drugs call us thugs Make it they promise to fuck with you Everybody want to talk about who this and who that Who the realest and who wack or who white or who black Critics want to mention that they miss when hip-hop was rappin' Motherfucker if you did then Killer Mike'd be platinum Y'all priorities fucked up put energy in wrong shit Hennessy and Crown Vic my memory been gone since Don't ask about no camera blocking at award shows No don't ask about my bitch no don't ask about my Vogues 'Less you askin' me about power yeah I got a lot of it I'm the only nigga next to Snoop that can push the button Had the Coast on standby Ok Doc what up I heard they opened up Pandora's box I box 'em all in by a landslide Nah homie we too sensitive it spill out to the streets I make the call and get the coast involved then history repeats But I resolved inside that private hall while sitting down with Jay it's funny how one verse could fuck up the game I remember you was conflicted Misusing your influence Sometimes I did the same Abusing my power full of resentment Resentment that turned into a deep depression Found myself screaming in a hotel room I didn't want to self-destruct The evils of Lucy was all around me So I went running for answers Until I came home But that didn't stop survivors guilt Going back and forth Trying to convince myself the stripes I earned Or maybe how A-Team my foundation was But while my loved ones was fighting A continuous war back in the city I was entering a new one I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone Bitch don't kill my vibe bitch don't kill my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling Bitch don't kill my vibe bitch don't kill my vibe Look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich hol' up Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks But now my album platinum and shit so what Y'all keep the numbers I'm more than another statistic my nigga This courtesy of Compton Brooklyn go hard motherfucker Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D Dominicans wish that I was born there I'm lookin' to be the god MC You look at my hat and see thorns there I look at the game and see porn there I'm fuckin' this industry hard I'm bagging this money tea-bagging your honey You thought I was fresh out the yard Don't cry to me dummy you're a lightweight They tell me you nice and I'm like no Go get me a knife you're looking like steak And when the stakes are high I stake out for days And when the water reside you're Bobby Boucher But we ain't thirsty nigga never alert me nigga I got a shotgun in a suitcase I know you heard me nigga this is a burpee nigga Lyrical exercise Right now homie I'm in the extra vibe Pipe down on the curb when you heard that I got these words To the upper echelon that's excellent I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone Bitch don't kill my vibe bitch don't kill my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling Bitch don't kill my vibe bitch don't kill my vibe Up in the clouds me and my spouse Rumors on the ground gettin' too loud Please turn them shits down can't hear myself think Turbulence shit almost spilled my drink In the White House with a mink Running through that bitch like it's my house All up in the hall like a mall Told you motherfuckers all I do is ball No I don't 'member you I don't intend to empty my memory bank It's a million dollars in it baby Hilary Swank Sittin' next to Hillary smellin' like dank Presidental pardon name one nigga out there harder than him I've been in my wave like twenty years straight I've been on my vibe like twenty years straight Don't fuck up my high fuck up my high Nights like this I could fuck up a pie An still be straight Fall back bitch I got a lot on my plate Don't waste my breath I don't know how many moons a nigga got left Back to this joint smokin' this shit like I'm tryna' prove a point I'm the highest the highest title numero uno Kill my vibe that's your motherfuckin' funeral Between you and me turn eulogy to urinals niggas pissed off I ministered this generation by far Leader of the new school on my toes like a ballerina Who knew I'd be Black Swan World in my palms ironically I am the Globetrotters' best 'Cause I didn't drop the ball Told niggas when I was sixteen that I'd write a sixteen To put a nigga right on the big screen In the paddy wagon with six teens Should have been in the pen but now my pen write with morphine I heal niggas touch down with more fiends I kill niggas audio crack khakis to meal ticket Cardio lap was running for dear life but now I'm running the map Bitch I'm here nigga Picture lil' ol' me giving a fuck for what a fuck nigga gotta say Nigga you never be Jay never be Nas never be Snoop nor Dre You ain't get killed in Vegas or in a Suburban Nigga Puff Daddy wasn't your favorite So many washed up with detergent But I don't dry tears I just aim at them on purpose Empty out another magazine like blah Let a young nigga get by I kill 'em all when they try to kill my vibe I am the bad the good God the last the hood got The last that would try to pass a good job If Shawn's a black Beatle then I need a ten second drum solo Bitch see you at Woodstock I need some water or somethin' came over me Way too hot to simmer down Might as well overheat Too close to comfort as blood rush my favorite vein Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's I just need you to want me Am I askin' too much let me put the head in Ooh I don't want more than that Girl I respect the cat I promise just a touch Let me put the head in if it's okay Yeah I need everybody's motherfuckin' hands up right now I need everybody's motherfuckin' Door and his Nike Air Rattles Rush the fire exit no time for battles Well I I never expected This that new shit Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money kick your feet up Watch you a comedy take a shit then roll some weed up Go hit you a lick go fuck on a bitch Don't go to work today cop you a fit Or maybe some kicks and make you Door and his Nike Air Rattles Rush the fire exit no time for battles Well I I never expected Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money kick your feet up Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money kick your feet up Watch you a comedy take a shit then roll some weed up Go hit you a lick go fuck on a bitch don't go to work today Cop you a fit or maybe some kicks and make it work today Hang with the homies stunt on your baby mama Sip some lean go get a pistol shoot out the window Bet your favorite team play you some Madden Go to the club or your mama house Whatever you doin' just make it count Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money kick your feet up Hop in the shower put on your makeup lace your weave up Touch on yourself call up your nigga tell him he ain't shit Credit card scam get you a Visa make it pay your rent Hop on the 'Gram flex on the bitches that be hatin' on you Pop you a pill call up your bitches have 'em waitin' on you Go to the club have you some fun make that ass bounce It's whatever just make it count I wake in the mornin' my head spinnin' from the last night Both in the trance feelings are dead Wow what a fast life Manager called the lobby called it's elevn thirty Did this before promised myself I'd be a hour early Room full of clothes bag full of money call it loose change Fumbled my jewelry hundred grands I lost a new chain Hop on the bird hit the next city for another M Take me a nap and do it again We all woke up tryna tune to the daily news Lookin' for confirmation hopin' election wasn't true All of us worried all of us buried and our feelings deep None of us married to his proposal make us feel cheap Still and sad distraught and mad tell the neighbor 'bout it Bet they agree parade the streets with your voice proudly Time passin' things change Revertin' back to our daily programs stuck in our ways Lately I feel like I been lustin' over the fame Lately we lust on the same routine of shame Lately my lust been heightened Lately it's all contradiction Lately I lust over self Lust turn into fear Friend of the world is enemy of the Lord Brace yourself lust is all yours I feel like a chip on my shoulders I feel like I'm losin' my focus I feel like I'm losin' my patience I feel like my thoughts in the basement Feel like I feel like you're miseducated Feel like I don't wanna be bothered I feel like you may be the problem I feel like it ain't no tomorrow fuck the world The world is endin' I'm done pretendin' And fuck you if you get offended I feel like friends been overrated I feel like the family been fakin' I feel like the feelings are changin' Feel like my thought of compromise is jaded Feel like you wanna scrutinize how I made it Feel like I ain't feelin' you all Feel like removin' myself no feelings involved I feel for you I've been in the field for you I feel niggas been out of pocket I feel niggas tappin' they pockets I feel like debatin' on who the greatest can stop it I am legend I feel like all of y'all is peasants I feel like all of y'all is desperate I feel like all it take is a second to feel like Mike Jordan whenever holdin' a real mic I ain't feelin' your presence Feel like I'ma learn you a lesson Feel like only me and the music though I feel like your feelin' ain't mutual I feel like the enemy you should know Feel like the feelin' of no hope The feelin' of bad dope A quarter ounce manipulated from soap The feelin' the feelin' of false freedom I'll force-feed 'em the poison that fill 'em up in the prison I feel like it's just me Look I feel like I can't breathe Look I feel like I can't sleep Look I feel heartless often off this Feelin' of fallin' of fallin' apart with Darkest hours lost it Fillin' the void of bein' employed with ballin' Streets is talkin' fill in the blanks with coffins Fill up the banks with dollars Fill up the graves with fathers Fill up the babies with bullshit Internet blogs and pulpit fill 'em with gossip I feel like this gotta be the feelin' where 'Pac was The feelin' of an apocalypse happenin' But nothin' is awkward the feelin' won't prosper The feelin' is toxic I feel like I'm boxin' demons Monsters false prophets schemin' Sponsors industry promises Niggas bitches honkies crackers Compton Church religion token blacks in bondage Lawsuit visits subpoena served in concert Fuck your feelings I mean this for imposters I can feel it the phoenix sure to watch us I can feel it the dream is more than process I can put a regime that forms a Loch Ness I can feel it the scream that haunts our logic I feel like say somethin' I feel like take somethin' I feel like skatin' off I feel like waitin' for 'em Maybe it's too late for 'em I feel like the whole world want me to pray for 'em But who the fuck prayin' for me I'm sick and tired of being tired Can't pick a side the Gemini Prophesize if we live or not Promise momma not to fear nobody Seen black turn 'em Burgundy Hundred of them I know I'm greedy Stuck inside the belly of the beast Can you please pray for me Get God on the phone Said it won't be long I see jigaboos I see Styrofoams My hood going brazy Where did we go wrong I see jigaboos I see Styrofoams Get Top on the phone Tell the squad come home We gon' ball again before he call us home World is going brazy Where did we go wrong It's a tidal wave it's a thunderdome Get God on the phone I just got a raise Spent it all on me Diamonds all appraised And I'm bossing up Bitch get out the way I'm the only way we can fornicate Ah pimping and posing look what I drove in ah Having these hoes and I know that I'm chosen ah I live by the code and me and my bros and ah My dollars ain't foldin' you was never the homie Seen black turn 'em Burgundy Hundred of them I know I'm greedy Stuck inside the belly of the beast Can you please pray for me Cornrow Kenny he was born with a vision All morning with the mixed dashboards triple digits Parallel park like an alien came visit Slideshow for the night show ten bitches Find hoes with a blindfold King Kendrick So many plays on me I finesse Palisade views with some sex I lost a lot of love for missionary This the first time I confess Me and Top is like a Kobe and Phil A father figure fuck with him you get killed Fuck with me and he will kill you himself Act of violence yeah we juggin' like that I did a lot of dumb shit in my past Lord forgive me hoping I don't relapse Dave just bought a new nine eleven Almost thought I'd seen another plane crash Q just bought a brand new McLaren Rock-a-lack about to buy the projects Moosa got his son dripping in gold Ali 'bout to let his hair down on hoes Me I'm about to let my hair down on hoes Top billing that's a million a show Might blow the whole no whammy on Soul Might tell Obama be more like Punch Sounwave caught a Grammy last year Mack wop bet he do what he want Fuck you niggas level two I'm not done I can put a rapper on life support Guarantee that's something none of you want Ten homies down and they all serving life What is like twenty-five hundred a month What if I empty my bank out and stunt What if I certified all of these ones Bitch I get buck I'm as real as they come Shit is amazing I'm feeding my cravings You know that you want me come here now lil' baby I'm fuckin I'm crazy Serving it like I belong in the basement Or live at the Days Inn Yan Yan my relative black cherry soda Pistol and poverty come get to know us I got so many theories and suspicions I'm diagnosed with real nigga conditions Today is the day I follow my intuition Keep the family close and get money to fuck bitches I double parked the Aston in the red My mama told me that I'ma work myself to death My girl told me don't let these hoes get in my head My world been ecstatic I checked the signal that read Interviews wanna know my thoughts and opinions Fox News wanna use my name for percentage My latest muse is my niece she worth livin' Yeah that's the business Somebody tell Geraldo this nigga got some ambition I'm not a politician I'm not 'bout a religion I'm a Israelite don't call me Black no mo' That word is only a color it ain't facts no mo' My cousin called my cousin Carl Duckworth Said know my worth And Deuteronomy say that we all been cursed I know he walks the Earth But it's money to get bitches to hit yah Zeroes to flip temptation is yah First on my list I can't resist yah Everyone together now know that we forever Now I was raised in a sandbox next to you and her You was holding the handgun she was giving birth To a baby boy to be just like you I wonder what's that worth I wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me first The next day I woke up in the morning seen you on the news Looked in the mirror then realized that I had something to prove Which is funny now 'cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room This shit make a nigga just wanna write Reminisce when I had the morning appetite Apple Jacks and after that I hit the TV Guide Animaniac the only thing that gave me peace of mind I'm a maniac when aiming at the enemy that lied Tell a story that I'll never grow to twenty-five Not to worry every warrior will come and see euphoria And that's a covenant I put on every tribe Ain't nobody gon' tie your shoe Nobody gon' abide by your rule Nobody holding your gun how come your tongue say killa then kill my mood Light speed living in the world you know Little old me feeling like a live wire Bet I put some new tires on a lightning bolt 'Til I wreck into a pole like a right to vote I'm from the bottom of the jungle Living in the bottom of the food chain When you get a new chain nigga take it from you A new name want stripes and you a zebra look-alike Hope another homicide don't numb you and none do Things we will never learn soon In the era where we wanna earn soon That's a error you can smell it in the air and everybody really doomed That's why I'm backdooring you motherfuckas All y'all can suck my dick All them days at the county building I'm 'bout to make my mama rich Cartoons and Scrooge McDuck Elementary hood shit Now I was raised in a sandbox next to you and her You was holding the handgun she was giving birth To a baby boy to be just like you I wonder what's that worth I wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me first The next day I woke up in the morning seen you on the news Looked in the mirror then realized that I had something to prove Which is funny now 'cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room This shit make a nigga just wanna shit on everybody Even with a pot to piss in I'mma aim sloppy at a loud mouth discharge Dismiss any business of yours Discounts never did amount to a check That ya ass couldn't cash when the shit bounce Everything dismounts niggas gon' flip that car AKs for the whole hood House lick went down perfect Two shots to the head he deserved it I overheard it hit my bed with a bowl and remote control Dark Wing Duck lost service Mama said I'd better duck she's nervous Drama all up in the cut hit the curtains I mean don't intervene with no gun machine This block stay jerking the feds stay lurkin' Emerging on everbody corner Get a toe tag when you play tag with a task of a new Everybody wanna know my life Well let me tell you like this I've been running this shit since I Cartoons and cereal Now I was raised in a sandbox next to you and her You was holding the handgun she was giving birth To a baby boy to be just like you I wonder what's that worth I wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me first The next day I woke up in the morning seen you on the news Looked in the mirror then realized that I had something to prove Which is funny now 'cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room Salt all in my wounds Hear my tears all in my tunes Let my life loose in this booth just for you Mufucka hope y'all amused I did wrong karma came Crackers gave me ball and chain Friends enemies all the same State fed both can hang Nobody can mute me But I never said nobody can't shoot me Just another stat to the white folks Still whip work to the white yolk absolutely Everyday feel like the one before Hunt the money don't hunt the hoe If you do what you always done Then you get what you always got You dumb buffoons I ain't seen the back of my eyelids For about the past seventy-two hours Hand on my heart face to the hood I pledge every word you ever heard was honest Yeah this me no mic No cameras no lights just pain Mama how much trauma can I sustain Dirty money come with lots of stains Road to riches come with lots of lanes Just another player with lots of game Never had shit got lots to gain Just another player with lots of game Never had shit got lots to gain Ever since a young man All I wanna be was a gunman Shootin' up the charts better run man Y'all gotta see that I won man Don't judge me My mama caught me with a strap Don't judge me I was young fuckin' all the rats Don't judge me Aimin' at your head for a stack Don't judge Don't judge me Now my home got a Valley peak Don't judge me If I press your line you a freak Don't judge me Won't you tell a friend Y'all gon' see Ayy do you know who you talkin' to Slide on you like fallen drapes God toss full of carnivals I kill 'em with kindness Or I kill 'em with diamonds Or I put up like fifteen hundred Get yo' ass killed by the finest Everything in life is a gamble Nothin' in life I can't handle Seen it all done it all felt pain more For the 'cause I done put blood on sword Everything I do is to embrace y'all Everything I write is a damn eight ball Everything I touch is a damn gold mine Everything I say is from an angel I don't rush shit fuck shit always your shit my shit Cannonballs to ignite shit morning to the night shift I'm on I ain't sorry for it Ask for a piece of mine you charged me for it I wanna see sometimes if you ignore it I'm in the streets sometimes and can't afford it I got a bad habit levitatin' duckin' haters Oh my My heart is rich my heart is famous This what God feel like I do what I wanna do I say what I wanna say When I feel and I Look in the mirror and know I'm there With my hands in the air I promise that I know you very well Your eyes never lie even if they tell Sweet lullabies that come with a smell Of a dozen roses flipping down the green hill You're living in a world that come with plan B 'Cause plan A never relay a guarantee And plan C never could say just what it was And your plans only can pan around love You love him you love them you love her You love so much you love when love hurts You love red bottom and gold that say Queen You love hand-bag on the waist of your jean You love French tip and trip that pay for You love bank slip that tell you we paid more You love a good hand whenever the card dealt But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself Your eyes never lie even if they fell Out the sky and your optics turn stale Where they mold that's green I can see you fit the bill Of living in a world that come with plan B 'Cause plan A only can make another mistake And you can't see success coming from plan C When it all breaks you'll still say you're lovely And love them and love when you love her You love so much you love when love hurts You love fast cars and dead presidents old You love fast women you love keepin' control Of everything that you love you love beef You love streets you love running ducking police You love your hood might even love it to death But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself The reason why I know you very well 'Cause we have the same eyes can't you tell The days I tried to cover up and conceal My pride it only made it harder for me to deal When living in a world that come with plan B A scapegoat 'cause plan A don't come free I love them I love when I love her I love so much I love when love hurts I love first verse 'cause you're the girl I attract I love second verse 'cause you're the homie that pack Burner like a stove top that love cooking from scratch I love what the both of you have to offer In fact I love it so much I don't love anything else But what love got to do with it when I don't love myself To the point I should hate everything I do love Should I hate living my life inside the club Should I hate her for watching me for that reason Should I hate him for telling me that I'm seizin' Should I hate street credibility I'm talkin' about Hating all money power respect in my will Or hating the fact none of that shit make me real So I was takin' a walk the other day And I seen a woman blind woman Pacin' up and down the sidewalk She seemed to be a bit frustrated As if she had dropped somethin' and Havin' a hard time findin' it So after watchin' her struggle for a while I decide to go over and lend a helping hand you know Hello ma'am can I be of any assistance It seems to me that you have lost something I would like to help you find it This dick ain't free You lookin' at me like it ain't a receipt Like I never made ends meet Eating your leftovers and raw meat This dick ain't free Livin' in captivity raised my cap salary Celery tellin' me green is all I need Evidently all I seen was Spam and raw sardines This dick ain't free I mean baby You really think we could make a baby named Mercedes Without a Mercedes Benz and twenty-four inch rims Five percent tint and air conditioning vents Hell fuckin' naw this dick ain't free I need forty acres and a mule Not a forty ounce and a pit bull Bullshit matador matador Had the door knockin' let 'em in who's that Genital's best friend this dick ain't free Pity the fool that made the pretty in you prosper Titty juice and pussy lips kept me obnoxious Kept me up watchin' pornos in poverty apology No Watch you politic with people less fortunate like myself Every dog has its day now doggy style shall help This dick ain't free Matter of fact it need interest Matter of fact it's nine inches Matter of fact see our friendship based on business Pension more pension you're pinchin' my percents It's been relentless fuck forgiveness fuck your feelings Fuck your sources all distortion if you fuck it's more abortion More divorce courts and portion My check with less endorsement left me dormant Dusted doomed disgusted forced with Fuck you think is in more shit Porcelain pipes pressure bust 'em twice Choice is devastated decapitated the horseman Oh America you bad bitch I picked cotton and made you rich Now my dick ain't free I'ma get my Uncle Sam to fuck you up You ain't no king What money got to do with it When I don't know the full definition of a rap image I'm trapped inside the ghetto and I ain't proud to admit it Institutionalized I keep runnin' back for a visit Hol' up get it back I said I'm trapped inside the ghetto and I ain't proud to admit it Institutionalized I could still kill me a nigga so what If I was the president I'd pay my mama's rent Free my homies and them Bulletproof my Chevy doors Lay in the White House and get high Lord Who ever thought Master take the chains off me Life to me like a box of chocolate Quid pro quo somethin' for somethin' that's the obvious Oh shit flow's so sick don't you swallow it Bitin' my style you're salmonella poison positive I can just alleviate the rap industry politics Milk the game up never lactose intolerant The last remainder of real shit you know the obvious Me scholarship No streets put me through colleges Be all you can be true but the problem is Dream only a dream if work don't follow it Remind me of the homies that used to know me now follow this I'll tell you my hypothesis I'm probably just way too loyal K Dizzle will do it for you my niggas think I'm a god Truthfully all of 'em spoiled usually you're never charged You lookin' at artistses like they're harvestses So many Rollies around you and you want all of them Somebody told me you thinkin' 'bout snatchin' jewelry I should've listened when my grandmama said to me Shit don't change until you get up and wash yo' ass nigga And once upon a time in a city so divine Called West Side Compton there stood a little nigga He was five foot something God bless the kid Took his homie to the show and this is what they said Fuck am I 'posed to do when I'm lookin' at walkin' licks The constant big money talk 'bout the mansion and foreign whips The private jets and passport presidential glass floor Gold bottles gold models givin' up the ass for Instagram flicks suckin' dick fuck is this One more sucker wavin' wit a flashy wrist My defense mechanism tell me to get him Quickly because he got it It's a recession then why the fuck he at King of Diamonds No more livin' poor meet my four-four When I see 'em put the per diem on the floor Now Kendrick know they're your co-workers But it's gon' take a lot before this pistol go cold turkey Now I can watch his watch on the TV and be okay But see I'm on the clock once that watch landin' in LA Remember steal from the rich and givin' it back to the poor Well that's me at these awards I guess my grandmama was warnin' a boy She said Shit don't change until you get up and wash yo' ass nigga And once upon a time in a city so divine Called West Side Compton there stood a little nigga He was five foot something dazed and confused Talented but still under the neighborhood ruse You can take your boy out the hood but you can't take the hood out the homie Took his show money stashed it in the mozey wozey Fuck you goodnight thank you much for your service Mass hallucination baby I want to reconnect with your elations This is your station baby Look inside these walls and you see I'm havin' withdrawals Of a prisoner on his way Trapped inside your desire to fire bullets that stray Track attire just tell you I'm tired and ran away I should ask a choir What do you require To sing a song that acquire me to have faith As the record spin I should pray For the record I recognize that I'm easily prey I got ate alive yesterday I got animosity buildin' it's prob'ly big as a buildin' Me jumpin' off of the roof is me just playin' it safe But what am I 'posed to do when the topic is red or blue And you understand that I ain't But know I'm accustomed to just a couple that look for trouble And live in the street with rank No better picture to paint than me walkin' from bible study And called his homies because he had said he noticed my face From a function that tooken place they was wonderin' if I bang Step on my neck and get blood on your Nike checks I don't mind 'cause one day you'll respect The good kid m.A.A.d city All I see is strobe lights blindin' me in my hindsight Findin' me by myself promise me you can help In all honesty I got time to be copacetic until You had finally made decision to hold me against my will It was like a head on collision that folded me standing still I can never pick out the difference and grade a cop on the bill Every time you clock in the morning I feel you just want to kill All my innocence while ignorin' my purpose to persevere As a better person I know you heard this and probably in fear But what am I 'posed to do when the blinkin' of red and blue Flash from the top of your roof and your dog has to say woof Of affiliation can make it a pleasure to put me through Gang files but that don't matter because the matter is racial profile He's probably young but I know that he's down Step on his neck as hard as your bullet-proof vest He don't mind he know we'll never respect All I see in this room twenty Xannies and these 'shrooms Grown-up candy for pain can we live in a sane Society It's entirely stressful upon my brain You hired me as a victim I quietly hope for change When violence is the rhythm inspired me to obtain Some grown-up candy I lost it I feel it's nothin' to lose The streets sure to release the worst side of my best I feel like Pacino in Godfather I'm charged Our Father who art in Heaven Kendrick at large Came in the game with a plan of beatin' the odds What an accomplishment broken promises Kept my focus anonymous till I dealt with the consequence The greatest the latest mogul you know what time it is You niggas fear me like y'all fear God You sound frantic I hear panic in your voice Just know the mechanics of making your choice and writin' your bars Before you poke out your chest loosen your bra Before you step out of line and dance with the star I could never end a career if it never start The murderous capital avenues lookin' like evil dead zombies With batteries to the head The flattery of watchin' my stock rise The salary the compensation tripled my cock size I run through these stop signs with no brake fluid Just premium gas do it for dolo Crash markets and prejudiced tags look at my photo Black excellence pessimist died countin' my coin Hope it's evident that I inspired a thousand emcees to do better I blew cheddar on youth centers buildings and Bimmers and blue leather Forecastin' my future this is the future The mastermind until my next album more power to you This is a fifteen minute song We're just jammin' out we on stage Taz we just jammin' out Hundred thousand you gotta see it Look o back to the down note They all sing this shit everybody Now I don't let you down and for You see you see you see you see But I don't shake you down dog for you But head is the answer Head is the future Don't second guess yourself Come on give me some help Hey one more time band I need y'all to help me out right now Head is the answer Head is the future that nigga said Don't second guess yourself Come on give me some help I said girl you make me wanna uh Great the ho screaming now Uh I said baby you make You make me wanna just ah Baby you got me speechless right now I gotta take it there I ain't even playin' no more Uh said you just make me wanna Drake you down To the ground to the ground You just make me wanna Drake you down And baby if your mama's around if your mama's around If your mama's around if your mama's around Tell her tell her No discrimination she young nigga chasin' And she can get the dick too This feelin' is unmatched This feelin' is brought to you by adrenaline and good rap Black Pendleton ball cap We don't share the same synonym fall back Been in it before internet had new acts Mimicking radio's nemesis made me wack My innocence limited the experience lacked Ten of us with no tentative tactic that cracked The mind of a literate writer but I did it in fact You admitted it once I submitted it wrapped in plastic Remember scribblin' scratchin' dilligent sentences backwards Visiting freestyle cyphers for your reaction Now I can live in a stadium pack it the fastest Gamblin' Benjamin benefits sinnin' in traffic Spinnin' women in cartwheels linen fabric on fashion Winnin' in every decision Kendrick is master that mastered it Isn't it lovely how menaces turned attraction Pivotin' rappers finish your fraction while writing blue magic Thank God for rap I would say it got me a plaque But what's better than that The fact it brought me back home We been waitin' for you Waitin' for you I know everything I know everything know myself I know morality spirituality good and bad health I know fatality might haunt you I know everything I know Compton I know street shit I know shit that's conscious I know everything I know lawyers advertisement and sponsors I know wisdom I know bad religion I know good karma I know everything I know history I know the universe works mentally I know the perks of bullshit isn't meant for me I know everything I know cars clothes hoes and money I know loyalty I know respect I know those that's ornery I know everything the highs the lows the groupies the junkies I know if I'm generous at heart I don't need recognition The way I'm rewarded well that's God's decision I know you know that line's for Compton School District Just give it to the kids don't gossip 'bout how it was distributed I know how people work I know the price of life I'm knowin' how much it's worth I know what I know and I know it well not to ever forget Until I realized I didn't know shit I met a little boy that resembled my features Nappy afro gap in his smile Hand-me-down sneakers bounced through the crowd Run a number on man and woman that crossed him Sun beamin' on his beady beads exhausted Tossin' footballs with his ashy black ankles Breakin' new laws mama passed on home trainin' Kendrick you do know my language You just forgot because of what public schools had painted Oh I forgot 'Don't Kill My Vibe' that's right you're famous But never mind you're here right now don't you mistake it It's just a new trip Take a glimpse at your family's ancestor Of everything you thought was progress and that was bullshit I mean your life is full of turmoil Spoiled by fantasies of who you are I feel bad for you I can attempt to enlighten you without frightenin' you I'll back off quick go catch a flight or two Destiny over rest in peace tell your homies especially This is a world premiere I been lookin' for you my whole life an appetite For the feeling I can barely describe where you reside Is it in a woman is it in money or mankind Tell me something got me losing my mind ah You make me wanna jump I been lookin' for you my whole life an appetite For the feeling I can barely describe where you reside Is it in a woman is it in money or mankind Tell me something think I'm losing my mind ah I say where you at from the front to the back I'm lookin' for you I react only when you react Ah I thought I found you back in the ghetto When I was seventeen with the magnum Special Maybe you're in a dollar bill maybe you're not real Maybe only the wealthy get to know how you feel Maybe I'm paranoid ha maybe I don't need you anyway Don't lie to me I'm suicidal any day I can be your advocate I can preach for you if you tell me what the matter is What's wrong nigga I thought you was keeping it gangsta I thought this what you wanted They say if you scared go to church But remember he knows the Bible too I'ma go hit the throttle with you Smoking lokin' poking that doja 'til I'm idle with you Now baby when I'm riding here I'm riding dirty Registration is out of service Smoking lokin' drinking that potion you can see me swerving I remember you took me to the mall last week baby You looked me in my eyes about four five times 'til I was hypnotized then you clarified You said Sherane ain't got nothing on Lucy Roses are red violets are blue But me and you both pushing up daisies if I Now baby when I get you get you get you get you I'ma go hit the throttle with you Smoking lokin' poking that doja 'til I'm idle with you You said your name was Lucy Then you spit a little rap to me like this I remember what you said too you said I remembered you was conflicted Misusing your influence sometimes I did the same Abusing my power full of resentment Resentment that turned into a deep depression Found myself screamin' in the hotel room I didn't wanna self destruct The evils of Lucy was all around me So I went runnin' for answers Until I came home Uh shoutout to ScHoolboy Q He uglier than a motherfucker Tire marks tire marks Finish line with the tire marks When the relay starts I'm a runaway slave Ugh walking on water and running on waves God MC Oh my God you gotta see There's never no I's in me Of an Odyssey I'm a block away Fire marshal's moving in Marshmallows inside my pen Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin I'm so appalled with the prototype with a godly protocol You an amateur they wanna pro to call I damage ya on camera in Compton in Canada I don't care where ya are Just blink twice and I'm there where you are Like a shadow in the dark you a paddle in the boat In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short Water in the pot flow crack rock like Bam Bam nigga Have two grams nigga pay up or blam blam nigga Had a black Camry bumpin' Dipset Killa Cam nigga I had been around niggas killas pimps You ain't been around shit but your momma and your bitch Shoved off the porch when I was like six Uncle Bobby got the house raided back in nine-six K9s all in the kitchen way before I even heard of Mike Vick Momma in the bathroom poppa at work Happened on Sunday we should have went to Church Look at my shirt Polo on it It's gon' sell if my logo on it I fear no opponent A demon come near and I might throw a spear at the omen And I spit like a HK Problem and Hootie nigga Tell the government come shoot me nigga 'Cause I'm going out with a fist raised And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade Drink a fifth of Hennessy and then take another fade With a democratic politician from Calicorfnia They don't wanna see a black Making some scratch like a hall of fame DJ Give us some free J's put us in PJs Now we in the county jail calling for a three-way Mark of the beast wear your god damn bar-code Stuck in the street where it's dark like Harpo Black man tell me where your God-Damn heart go Although I'm in the land of milk and honey Nobody never gave me shit when I got my first chain All the niggas tried to take it from me I had to fight back and shit Get it back and shit And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit Like he back that shit Acting like you real or something Nigga ain't popped no steel ain't popped no collar Go pop some pills or something You trying real hard to appeal to someone And the medicine a doctor gave a nigga won't help I'm at the limit where I be amazing myself I bet I finish on a level with a Black belt I bet I hit it where every rapper get killed like Cut where your life at Your careers over he's slumped over And if I'm off beat know I'm un-sober New dough for the new year and I sumo on a rap peer Not a rapper I'm a raptor I'm a factor and your facial I will fracture to a fraction No one-half and I hate math Pastor's like Eddie long fucking maricon Took me mighty long to get here We're far from good not good from far Ninety miles per hour down Compton Boulevard Drink my forty ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt 'Cause the kids just ain't alright Oh shit nigga somethin' 'bout to happen nigga this shit Nigga this sound like thirty ki's under the Compton court buildi'g Hope the dogs don't smell it Welcome to vigilante eighties so don't you ask me I'm hungry my body's antsy I rip through your fuckin' pantry Peelin' off like a Xanny examine my orchestra Granny said when I'm old enough I'll be sure to be all I can be You niggas Marcus Camby washed up Pussy fix your panties I'm Mr. Marcus you getting fucked uh You ain't heard nothin' harder since Daddy Kane Take it in vain Vicodins couldn't ease the pain Lightnin' bolts hit your body you thought it rained Not a cloud in sight just the shit that I write Strong enough to stand in front of a travellin' freight train are you trained To go against Dracula draggin' the record industry by my fangs AK clips money clips and gold chains You walk around with a magnum like it's the eighties Bullet to your temple your homicide'll remind me that Compton Crip niggas ain't nothin' to fuck with Bompton Pirus ain't nothin' to fuck with Compton eses ain't nothin' to fuck with But they fuck with me and bitch I love it Let's hit the county buildin' gotta cash my check Spend it all on a forty-ounce to the neck and In retrospect I remember December being the hottest Squad cars neighborhood wars and stolen Mazdas I tell you mothafuckas that life is full of hydraulics Up and down get a sixty-four better know how to drive it I'm drivin' on E with no license or registration Heart racin' racin' pass Johnny because he's racist Nineteen ninety-four the children of Ronald Reagan raked the leaves off Your front porch with a machine blowtorch He blowin' on stress hopin' to ease the stress He copping some blow hopin' that it can stretch Newborn massacre hopping out the passenger With calendars 'cause your date's comin' Run him down and then he gun him down I'm hopin' that you fast enough Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothin' because Can't detour when you're at war with your city why run for Just ride with me just die with me that gun store right there When you fight don't fight fair 'cause you'll never win yeah Right I had the yapper and I tore they ass up We really out here my nigga you niggas don't understand my nigga I'm off of pill and Remy Red my nigga trippin' my nigga Smoking out pouring up keep that lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball holla at broads at the mall If he up watch him fall I can't fuck with y'all I can't fuck with y'all Taking off when you landing Bitch niggas gonna throw tantrums And I'm dancing on them stars The galaxy ain't got room for y'all Ain't nothing gonna happen soon for y'all While I'm here and every day I hear Your bullshit self-pity Then give it right back don't blow my high Smoking out pouring up keep that lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball holla at broads at the mall If he up watch him fall I can't fuck with y'all Look at my life then look at yours Get some ambition why you bored Time'll never wait on no man Society will never hold your hand Niggas like the gossip like bitches Got me thinking you don't like bitches Wonder what's behind them Ray Bans Eyes of a coward I understand Niggas like the gossip like bitches Sip Don Perignon when we finish we say R.I.P. Aaliyah R.I.P. yep R.I.P. Aaliyah R.I.P. yep That's exactly what this sound like But never will I ever forget Left Eye Roll up put a ribbon in the sky And a button on your lips don't blow my high Smoking out pouring up keep that lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball holla at broads at the mall If he up watch him fall I can't fuck with y'all Now everybody sing this shit I'm sending him a four-page letter And I enclosed it with a kiss And when I write him he better Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun Give a fuck about your complexion I know what the Germans done Sneak Sneak me through the back window I'm a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you You know I'd go the distance you know I'm ten toes down Even if master listenin' cover your ears he 'bout to mention Dark as the midnight hour I'm bright as the mornin' sun Brown skinned but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run Sneak me through the back window I'm a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you You know I'd go the distance you know I'm ten toes down Even if master's listenin' I got the world's attention So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival Of mankind if he lyin' color should never rival Beauty is what you make it I used to be so mistaken By different shades of faces It all came from God then you was my confirmation I came to where you reside And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with Let me talk my Stu Scott 'scuse me on my 2Pac Keep your head up when did you stop loving thy Color of your skin Color of your eyes That's the real blues baby like you met Jay's baby You blew me away you think more beauty in blue green and grey All my solemn men up north twelve years a slave Twelve years of age thinkin' my shade too dark I love myself I no longer need Cupid Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas Light don't mean you smart bein' dark don't make you stupid Need a paradox for the pair of doc's they tutored If you don't see you beautiful in your complexion It ain't complex to put it in context Find the air beneath the kite that's the context Yeah baby I'm conscious ain't no contest If you like it I love it all your earth tones been blessed Ain't no stress jiggaboos wanna be I ain't talkin' Jay I ain't talkin' Bey I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens And spike your self esteem The new James Bond gon' be black as me Black as brown hazelnut cinnamon black tea And it's all beautiful to me Call your brothers magnificent call all the sisters queens We all on the same team blues and pirus no colors ain't a thing Barefoot babies with no cares Teenage gun toters that don't play fair should I get out the car I don't see Compton I see something much worse The land of the landmines the hell that's on earth I know a lot of people that smile in my face But talk behind my back every time I'm gone So when they call my number I don't never pick up I don't owe you shit bitch leave me alone I'm going big suck my dick Too many niggas not enough hoes And some of you niggas acting like hoes Stay to myself like loners do Get high by myself I'm not in the mood To politic or be fake with you We apologize if you ever knew Too many niggas and not enough hoes And most of you niggas acting like hoes Everything I do is too alumni I'mma take my time I'mma master it You should be mindful of a mastermind Put a landmine right where your momma live Now blow up blow up hold up I've seen your kind before See me as a dollar sign 'til I resign or you report That I done you wrong and I mean to know my homie never Nigga right now it's now or never nigga right now I'm high as ever But however I know a lot of people that smile in my face But talk behind my back every time I'm gone So when they call my number I don't never pick up I don't owe you shit bitch leave me alone I'm going big suck my dick Too many niggas not enough hoes And some of you niggas acting like hoes Stay to myself like loners do Get high by myself I'm not in the mood To politic or be fake with you We apologize if you ever knew Too many niggas and not enough hoes And most of you niggas acting like hoes Everybody heard that I fuck with Dre And they wanna tell me I made it Nigga I ain't made shit if he gave me a handout I'mma take his wrist and break it Nigga I'm faded off of that Nuvo chilling with two hoes in here And they tie my laces living the Matrix as them pills disappear Me and my niggas just acting bad high conglomerate Living that life and counting this cash old friends I no longer have I know a lot of people that smile in my face But talk behind my back every time I'm gone So when they call my number I don't never pick up I don't owe you shit bitch leave me alone I'm going big suck my dick Too many niggas not enough hoes And some of you niggas acting like hoes I remember when I came out and shit Man it's been so long since they see my dick Probably been five months since I seen my seed Goddammit K. Dot when it come to this When I was sleeping on couches Nigga couldn't get a call just a Glock for my vouch Nigga I was mothafuckin' out yeah With the flashing lights had me stuck like reindeer When I should have been making bank yeah I was somewhere stuck where the flame is Mothafucka see how far that I came here Went broke and I came up in the same year Drop my tear hold my joy Too many niggas not enough hoes And some of you niggas acting like hoes Stay to myself like loners do Get high by myself I'm not in the mood To politic or be fake with you We apologize if you ever knew Too many niggas and not enough hoes And most of you niggas acting like hoes Intervention was his religion and I was surprised Him believing in Buddha me believing in God Asked him what are you doing he said he's taking his time Meditation is a must it don't hurt if you try See you thinking too much plus you too full of yourself Worried about your career you ever think of your health Just a piece of land yeah that's what the Indian said I needed the man Telling me longevity is in the dirt Should buy some property first Should profit a better dollar with generational perks Equity at his best really you should invest These tangible things expire don't you expect Income with so much outcome and yes Look at my heritage we blessed A piece of pussy That's what the black man said I needed to push me To the limit to satisfy my hunger We do it all for a woman from haircut to a war We like to live in the jungle like to play in the peach What you saying to me Pussy is power fuck on a new bitch every night I wouldn't be prouder you should allow it That's what the white man wanted when I rhyme Telling me that he selling me just for ten dollars and ninety-nine cents If I go platinum from rapping I do the company fine What if I compromise He said it don't even matter You make a million or more you living better than average You losing your core following gaining it all He put a price on my talent I hit the bank and withdraw Hit the bank and withdraw hit the bank and withdraw Put myself in the rocket ship and I shot for the stars Look at what you accomplished and what he said to the boy I'ma make you some promises that you just can't ignore Your profession anonymous as an artist if I don't target your market If you ain't signing your signature when I throw you my wallet A lot of rappers are giving their demo all in the toilet Your world tour your master's mortgage I need a piece I shall enjoy the fruits of my labor if I get freed today Lord knows the usual's leaving her body sore She take the little change she make to fix her nail cuticles Lipstick is suitable to make you fiend for more She play Mr. Shakur that's her favorite rapper Don't care if they Joe Blow If they got money to blow a blow job is a sure go And sure enough don't see a dime of dirty dollars She give all to her daddy but she don't know her father that's ironic See a block away from Lueders Park I seen the El Camino parked In her heart she hate it there but in her mind she made it where Nothing really matters so she hit the back seat Rosa Parks never a factor when she making ends meet Fancy girls on Long Beach Boulevard Flagging down all of these flashy cars And Lord knows she's beautiful Lord knows the usual's leaving her body sore Her anatomy is God's temple And it's quite simple her castle is 'bout to be destroyed She's always paranoid watching the law inside the streets Undercovers the dummies that look like decoys Remember the sergeant let her slide said if he seen What's between her thighs he'd compromise to no surprise She took the ultimatum 'round the alleyway and gave him A warm welcome that filled him right below the navel Though he was wired up like a pair of jumping cables His eyes was closed shut prior charges he had waived 'em It was a block away from Lueders Park I seen a squad car parked And in her heart she hate it there but in her mind she made it where Nothing really matters so she hit the back seat 'Cause Rosa Parks never a factor when she topping off police Fancy girls on Long Beach Boulevard Flagging down all of these flashy cars And Lord knows she's beautiful Lord knows the usual's leaving her body sore As she bust down like a twelve bunk on tour She suddenly realized she'll never escape the allure Of a black man white man needing satisfaction At first it became a practice but now she's numb to it Sometimes she wonder if she can do it like nuns do it But she never heard of Catholic religion or sinners' redemption That sounds foolish and you can blame it on her mother For letting her boyfriend slide candy under her cover Ten months before she was ten he moved in and that's when he touched her This mothafucka is the fucking reason why Keisha rushing through that Block away from Lueders Park I seen the El Camino park And in her heart she hate it there but in her mind she made it where Nothing really matters still she hit the back seat And caught a knife inside the bladder left for dead raped in the street Keisha's song My little sister eleven I looked her right in the face The day that I wrote this song sat her down and pressed play Fancy girls on Long Beach Boulevard Flagging down all of these flashy cars I wrote this record while thirty-thousand feet in the air Stewardess complimenting me on my nappy hair If I can fuck her in front of all of these passengers They'll probably think I'm a terrorist eat my asparagus Then I'm asking her thoughts of a young nigga Fast money and freedom a crash dummy for dollars I know you dying to meet him I'll probably die in a minute Just bury me with twenty bitches twenty million and a Comptown fitted Back in this bitch in the back of that bitch With my back against the wall And your bitch on the edge of my dick please jump off I call a bitch a bitch a hoe a hoe a woman a woman I never did nothing but break the ground on top of the asphalt Tire mark gave you evidence that I'm easily peddling With the speed of a lightning bolt as a kid I killed two adults I'm too advanced I lived my twenties at two years old the wiser man Truth be told I'm like eighty-seven Wicked as eighty reverends in a pool of fire with devils holding hands From a distance don't know which one is a Christian damn Who can I trust in two-thousand-and-twelve There's no one not even myself A Gemini screaming for help somebody Twenty-four-seven nigga working his ass for it she popping that ass for it The King of Diamonds with diamonds I never do ask for it They checking my passport I'm too accustomed with customs She callin' the task force I killed it somebody cuff him They want me to fast-forward the game and why you complain When you niggas is past poor You'll never hop in my lane When you pushing a Jeep you wrecking my Jaguar You play like a bad sport her feet on the dashboard I wrote this record while thirty-thousand feet in the air Stewardess complimenting me on my nappy hair If I can fuck her in front of all of these passengers They'll probably think I'm Osama The plane emergency landed it was an honor Now everybody throw your hands up high If you don't give a fuck throw your hands up high Fire burning inside my eyes this the music that saved my life Y'all be calling it hip-hop I be calling it hypnotize Yeah hypnotize trapped my body but freed my mind What the fuck is you fighting for Ain't nobody gon' win that war My details be retail man I got so much in store Racism is still alive yellow tape and colored lines Fuck that nigga look at that line it's so diverse They getting off work and they wanna see Kendrick Everybody can't drive Benz's and I been there so I make it my business To give 'em my full attention ten-hut Man I gotta get my wind up Man I gotta get down with God 'cause I got my sins up Matter of fact don't mistake me for no fucking rapper They sit backstage and hide behind the fucking cameras I mosh pit had a microphone and I tossed it Had a brain then I lost it I'm out of my mind So don't you mind how much the cost is penny for my thoughts Everybody please hold up your wallets Yeah man I'm the mailman can't you tell man Going postal never freeze up when I approach you That's starstruck and roast you oh my I'm tired of y'all 'cause everybody lied to y'all And you believe it Recognize them false achievements It's treason and I'm Tylenol I knock out when you knock it off Knock on the doors of opportunity I'm too involved I'm no activist I'm no Einstein before calculus I was kicking that math dropping that science Like an alchemist and I be kicking that ass lyrically I'm an alien If an alien had came for me I'mma come back with the head of an alien Don't alienate my dreams get it right Get a life I got two that's a metaphor for the big shit I do That a plane or angel Both like a pilot with a halo whoa gross Now I don't give a fuck if you Black White Asian Hispanic goddammit That don't mean shit to me Fuck your ethnicity nigga Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar This is King Kendrick Lamar King Kendrick and I meant it my point intended is raw Fix your lenses forensics would've told you Kendrick had killed it Pretend it's a massacre and the masses upon us And I mastered being the master at dodging your honor And the chapter that read at twenty-five I would live dormant like five in the morning They raid your spot while Kendrick's performing And if they take everything know I got So come and visit the tire screeching ambulance policeman Won't you spend a weekend on Rosecrans nigga Khaki creasing crime increasing on Rosecrans nigga Kendrick Conan nigga Where you sword at hand on the cross and swore that I do it big as Rasputia for them shooters Kama Sutra scream fuck your position and make you hold that I'm trying to stay grounded like four flats But I know flats and Piru Crip tats I pass the blunt then pass the torch of course that's my decision I crash the Porsche then you report that you see me in Benzes I must report that we import the narcotics you bought it Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers the music business I blow up every time we throw up a record Depending on what you expecting I'm sure it's bigger than your religion Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in So tell that gangster throw his set high Roll it up in a blunt I'mma take you on the next high I did exactly what I wanted that's what made them checks fly In my direction you never questioned when I said I Would be a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Left-eye Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon' test drive A Lambo in heaven but for now I'm on the redeye Flying back to my city 'cause I'll forever standby Now we can all celebrate We can all harvest the rap artists of NWA America target our rap market as controversy and hate Harsh realities we in made our music translate To the coke dealers the hood rich And the broke niggas that play With them gorillas that know killers That know where you stay Roll that kush crack that case ten bottles of rose This was brought to you by Dre Now every motherfucker in here say Look who's responsible for taking Compton international Mom I finna use the van real quick I'm on that good kush and alcohol I got some down bitches I can call I don't know what I would do without y'all I'ma ball 'til the day I fall Yeah long as my bitches love me I can give a fuck 'bout no hater And these hoes love me like Satan man Fuck with me and get bodied And all she eat is dick she's on a strict diet That's my baby with no makeup she a ten And she the best with that head Even better then Karrine She don't want money She want the time that we could spend She said 'cause I really need somebody So tell me you're that somebody Girl I fuck who I want and fuck who I don't Got that credit that's that filet mignon She said I never want to make you mad I just want to make you proud I said Baby just make me cum then don't make a sound Real nigga fuck these haters These hoes got pussies like craters Can't treat these hoes like ladies She said my dick feel like morphine I hope my name taste like sardines to these niggas She wake up eat this dick I feel her heartbeat I chest-to-chest with this bitch Now turn around face down I'm arrestin' this bitch All my bitches love me and I love all my bitches But it's like as soon as I cum I come to my senses And I would say these hoes' names But then I would be snitchin' And these haters try to knock me But they can't knock me off the hinges Lil Tunechi I lost a few good bitches Met some more bad bitches And I be schooling them niggas Pose for your class picture Now kiss my ass if you hating I'm getting ass or I'm skating I lost a few good bitches I'm on that good kush and alcohol I got some down bitches I can call I don't know what I would do without y'all I'ma ball 'til the day I fall It's been me and Young Tune off the rip That's the man that put me in this shit If a nigga fuck with him I'll put him down quick Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique I've been takin' shit light you don't wanna hear me trip God damn do y'all really know who y'all fuckin' with Yeah I mean you can't blame me for wonderin' Doesn't matter could be winter or the summer On the road I do One Direction numbers I don't fuckin' miss Yeah Stunna and Mack know When Wayne was gone for eight months we put this thing up on our back And I was snappin' off on every single track though Collect call from the boss like where we at though He left Rikers in a Phantom that's my nigga I'm the only one that get the job done I don't know a nigga that could cover for me Yeah got some game from my dad He said she might say she love me She don't love me like she say she love me Believe me believe me I'm that nigga boy they love me in the streets I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat I'm the one they come to see because they all Lord knows I'll murk one of these niggas yeah His and hers Ferraris nigga One for me one for my daughter nigga Waitin' for someone to test me like a Harvard nigga Come on fight these shell cases like a lawyer nigga Find out where you stay and act like we found some oil nigga Out of duct tape so when he prayin' I ignore the nigga Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain't dyin' for a nigga Where the real queens at Shout out Capone and Noreaga We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later Diamonds in my Rollie face cannot be exfoliated They think I'm associated I'm the one that orchestrated Yayo get her ass whipped whip that ass like horses racin' Ain't 'bout what you walk away from it's 'bout what you walk away with Dead Presidents them coffins vacant I must be doin' somethin' I'm the only one that get the job done I don't know a nigga that could cover for me Yeah got some game from my dad He said she might say she love me She don't love me like she say she love me I'm that nigga boy they love me in the streets I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat I'm the one they come to see because they all Had to get it poppin' off the rip Rich young nigga that ain't never had to trick Slim Thug flow but you know I like 'em thick If she get a job at DOA I drop her off a tip I had to get it poppin' off the rip I'm the one they tell yah been reppin' in the 6 Come into the city and yah niggas get to trippin' We'll take yah to the Scarborough Bluff and drop you off a cliff Well damn just be happy for the man Nirvana Coldplay nigga got bands Ink from the money got it all over my hands Goin' out to Houston spendin' all of my advance V Live just took me for a cheque Drake you know I love you you just took me outta debt Yes right now you are lookin' at the best Mothafuck award shows and mothafuck the press like that When they jumped off the porch I was stumblin' up the steps I'd give what I collect before I give up my connect It'd be a cold day in Hell icicles made of sweat One finger slidin' 'cross my neck Niggas know what that mean like they deaf Nigga I'll fire this nina like it's her first day On the job and the bitch overslept Tune stay humble nigga I'm a king Need a horn and a drumroll They throw mothafuckin' roses at my feet nigga I don't step on one rose I'm the only one that get the job done I don't know a nigga that can cover for me Tape a couple kilos to the bitch stomach She look like she got a bun in the oven from me Preheat believe me All you gotta do is pay me every week I had these bitches havin' babies every week I'm the nigga see me skatin' in the streets Excuse my charisma vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat call my shit Patricia Young Money militia and I am the commissioner You no wan' start Weezy 'cause the 'F' is for finisher So misunderstood but what's a world without enigma Two bitches at the same time synchronized swimmers Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her Never met the bitch but I fuck her like I missed her Life is the bitch and death is her sister You know Father Time and we all know Mother Nature It's all in the family but I am of no relation No matter who's buyin' I'm a celebration Black and white diamonds fuck segregation Fuck that shit my money up you niggas just Honey Nut Young Money runnin' shit and you niggas just runner-ups I don't feel I done enough so I'ma keep on doin' this shit Okay I lost my mind it's somewhere out there stranded I think you stand under me if you don't understand me Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy But hoes gon' be hoes so I couldn't blame Tammy Just talked to Moms told her she the sweetest I beat the beat up call it self-defense Swear man I be seein' through these niggas like sequins Niggas think they He-Men pow pow the end Talkin' to myself because I am my own consultant Married to the money fuck the world that's adultery You full of shit you close your mouth and let yo' ass talk Young Money eatin' all you haters do is add salt Stop playin' bitch I got this game on deadbolt Mind so sharp I fuck around and cut my head off Real nigga all day and tomorrow But these motherfuckers talkin' crazy like they jaw broke Glass half empty half full I'll spill ya Try me and run into a wall outfielder You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor I enjoy 'em while they still ripe Bitch stop playin' I do it like a king do If these niggas animals then I'ma have a mink soon Tell 'em bitches I say put my name on the wall I speak the truth but I guess that's a foreign language to y'all And I call it like I see it and my glasses on But most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on Satisfied with nothin' you don't know the half of it Bitch real Gs move in silence like lasagna People say I'm borderline crazy sorta kinda Woman of my dreams I don't sleep so I can't find her You niggas are gelatin peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah with a swag you would kill for Money too strong pockets on bodybuilder Jumped in a wishin' well now wish me well Tell 'em kiss my ass call it kiss and tell Word to my mama I'm out of my lima bean Don't wanna see what that drama mean Get some Dramamine Llama scream hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen Now all I want is hits bitch Wayne signed a fiend I played the side for you niggas that's tryna front and see Son of Gun Son of Sam you nigga's the son of me Pause for this dumber speech I glow like Buddha Disturb me and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda Bitch I flow like scuba bitch I'm bold like Cuba And I keep a killer ho she gon' blow right through ya I be mackin' 'bout my stackin' now I pack like a mover Shout to ratchet for backin' out on behalf of my shooter Niggas think they high as I I come laugh at your ruler Cash Money cold bitch but our actions is cooler Wayne these niggas out they mind I done told these fuck niggas so many times That I keep them bucks steady on my mind Tuck these I fuck these on your mind pause To feed them on my grind did I get a little love Keep throwin' my sign in the middle Hit 'em up piece on my side 'Cause ain't no peace on my side bitch I'm a man I visit urinals with pride Tune told me to I'm shootin' when the funeral outside But I swear with these fifty shots I'll shoot it out with fice-zero Pockets gettin' too fat no Weight Watchers no lipo Money talks bullshit walks on a motherfucking tightrope And I make that pussy tap out I knock that pussy out cold Nigga you get beat the crap out but that's just how the dice roll These hoes want that hose pipe so I give all these hoes pipe She get on that dick and stay on all night like porch lights Let's do it fuck talkin' we out here we ballin' We fucked up we Truk'd up no if ands or butt-fucks Bitch niggas go behind ya back like nunchucks and that's fucked up But my hoes down my cups up my niggas down for whatever These bitches think they're too fly well tell them hoes I pluck feathers I'm Tunechi Young Tunechi I wear Trukfit fuck Gucci She's blowing kisses at me with her pussy lips smooches Never talk to the cops I don't speak Pig Latin I turnt a penny to a motherfuckin Janet Jackson Tell the bitches that be hatin' I ain't got no worries I just want to hit and run like I ain't got insurance Ho what's your name What's your sign Zodiac Killer All rats gotta die even Master Splinter yeah murder one hundred eighty-seven I be killing them bitches I hope all dogs go to heaven And I got Xanax Percocet Promethazine with Codeine Call me Mr. Sandman I'm sellin' all these hoes dreams Got a white girl with big titties flat-ass TV screen I keep a bad bitch call me the King And you know I got that mouth out her Then put that bitch out like a house fire I'm killing these hoes like Michael Myers I eat that cat just like a lion And I can't trust none of these niggas Can't trust none of these hoes Got a red-ass bitch with a red-ass pussy Nigga try me that's a dead-ass pussy Since y'all motherfuckers so blind to the fact To tell you the truth I don't care who's lookin' All I know is I love my bitch and pussy feel just like heaven on earth Six feet deep dick shovelin' the dirt R.I.P. yeah Rest In Pussy Light that shit then pass that shit we gon get so smoked out And then I went got locked up every night I dreamt I broke out One time for them pussy niggas that's that shit I don't like We eatin' over here nigga fuck around and have a food fight Now go and pop that pussy for a real nigga I already know that life is deep but I still dig her Niggas is jealous but really I could care less I'm in Hell's Kitchen with an apron and a hairnet Devil on my shoulder the Lord as my witness So on my Libra scale I'm weighin' sins and forgiveness What goes around comes around like a hula hoop Karma is a bitch Well just make sure that bitch is beautiful Life on the edge I'm danglin' my feet I tried to pay attention but attention paid me Haters can't see me nose-bleed seats And today I went shoppin' and talk is still cheap I rock to the beat of my drum set I been at the top for a while and I ain't jump yet But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit Now jump up on that dick and do a full split Uh she just started to pop it for a nigga I ain't doubt you for a second I squeeze it and I could tell how it feel I wish we could take off And go anywhere but here baby you know the deal 'Cause she bad so maybe she won't Uh but shit then again maybe she will Do it for the realest niggas Haters can't see me but them bitches still lookin' for me And you could take it to the bank and deposit that Put your two cents in and get a dollar back Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack I'm all about I give the rest of the vowels back I like my girl thick not just kinda fine Eat her 'til she cry call that wine and dine Try to check me and I'ma have 'em checkin' pulses Rockin' like the asphalt it's the cash fault Looked in the face of Death and took its mask off Now I like my house big and my grass soft I like my girl's face south and her ass north But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit Now hop up on that dick and do a full split Uh she just started to pop it for a nigga I squeeze it and I could tell how it feel I wish we could take off And go anywhere but here baby you know the deal 'Cause she bad so maybe she won't Uh but shit then again maybe she will A millionaire I'm a Young Money millionaire My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed Through the pencil I leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind 'Cause I don't write shit 'cause I ain't got time 'Cause my seconds minutes hours go to the almighty dollar Sister brother son daughter father mother-fuck a copper Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge pussy poppin' Tell the coppers You can't catch him you can't stop him A million here a million there Sicilian bitch with long hair with coke in her derriere Like smoke in the thinnest air I open the Lamborghini hopin' them crackers see me He's a beast he's a dog he's a mothafuckin' problem Okay you're a goon but what's a goon to a goblin Nothin' nothin' you ain't scarin' nothin' On some faggot bullshit call 'em Dennis Rodman Call me what you want bitch Call me on my Sidekick Never answer when it's private damn I hate a shy bitch Don't you hate a shy bitch Yeah I ate a shy bitch And she ain't shy no more she changed her name to My Bitch Yeah nigga that's my bitch so when she ask For the money when you through don't be surprised bitch It ain't trickin' if you got it But you like a bitch with no ass you ain't got shit Motherfucker I'm ill not sick And I'm okay but my watch sick yeah my drop sick Yeah my Glock sick and my knot thick Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne Who that one that do that boy You knew that true that swallow And I be the shit now you got loose bowels I don't owe you like two vowels But I would like for you to pay me by the hour And I'd rather be pushin' flowers Than to be in the pen sharin' showers Tony told us this world was ours And the Bible told us every girl was sour Don't play in her garden and don't smell her flower Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike Lowrey Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me Chrome lips pokin' out the coupe look like it's poutin' I do what I do and you do what you can do about it Bitch I can turn a crack rock into a mountain dare me Don't you compare me 'cause there ain't nobody near me They don't see me but they hear me With everything happening today You don't know whether you're coming or going But you think that you're on your way Life lined up on the mirror don't blow it Look at me when I'm talking to you You looking at me but I'm looking through you I see the blood in your eyes I see the love in disguise I see the pain hidden in your pride I see you're not satisfied And I don't see nobody else I see myself I'm looking at the Mirror on the wall here we are again Through my rise and fall you've been my only friend You told me that they can understand the man I am So why are we here talking to each other again I see the truth in your lies I see nobody by your side But I'm with you when you're all alone And you correct me when I'm looking wrong I see that guilt beneath the shame I see your soul through your window pane I see the scars that remain I see Wayne I'm lookin' at the Mirror on the wall here we are again Through my rise and fall you've been my only friend You told me that they can understand the man I am So why are we here talking to each other again Looking at me now I can see my past Damn I look just like my fucking dad Light it up that's smoke and mirrors I even look good in the broken mirror I see my mama smile that's a blessing I see the change I see the message And no message coulda been any clearer So I'm starting with the man in the Mirror on the wall here we are again Through my rise and fall you've been my only friend You told me that they can understand the man I am So why are we here talking to each other again Mirror on the wall here we are again Through my rise and fall you've been my only friend You told me that they can understand the man I am So why are we here talking to each other again So why are we talking to each other again You can look me in my face You see money right there yeah that's Tunechi right there Yeah that's Mack Maine right there and we ain't got no worries You see pussy right there redbone mangos right there Tunechi in this bitch e'rybody should be worried Them pussy niggas be purring bitches be diggin' me I feel buried And if she make this dick hard she woke up a sleeping giant Man your bitch speak in tongues every time we speak in private Hope your barber shop open 'cause we got hair triggers Smoke so much that Smokey the Bear'll have to bear with us And that Jeep with the doors off that means that bitch sleep All these bitches think they're the shit I'll send them up shit's creek You see Tunechi right here give me brain ideas It's ok if you turn up just don't turn off my light years All I know is I do it what I'm smoking I grew it B's up Blood Gang Piru it and all rats gotta die even Stuart On my private jet and my stewardess is your bitch nigga bitch Nigga I know gold-diggers and ditch-diggers You don't get dissed you get disfigured She say sorry I didn't shave so that pussy a little furry I put that pussy in my face I ain't got no worries You see money right there yeah that's Tunechi right there Yeah that's Mack Maine right there and we ain't got no worries You see pussy right there redbone mangos right there See them shroomies right there we ain't got no worries We ain't got no worries She bad as a hooker so she ain't got no worries Now take your fucking clothes off let me see that Donkey Kong I swing your ass back and forth back and forth on my monkey bar That camel toe that camel toe no worries no panty-hose These niggas falling off like baggy clothes I smoke more than a magic show I swear I saw my ho I swear she was with my ho You know I fuck them both sore pussy and sore throat Bitch it's Tunechi and I'm out chea no worries no worries I would talk about my dick but man that shit be a long story You see money right there yeah that's Tunechi right there Yeah that's Mack Maine right there and we ain't got no worries You see pussy right there redbone mangos right there I live it up like these are my last days If time is money I'm an hour past paid Ugh gunpowder in my hourglass Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag Yeah I put it down like my hands hurting I'm on a natural high but I land perfect Some of us are lovers most of y'all haters But I put up a wall and they just wallpaper So love or hate me I stay hate-free They say we learn from mistakes why that's why they mistake me I got some weight on my shoulders to me it's like feathers All hail Weezy call it bad weather I stick to the script I memorize the lines 'Cause life is a movie that I've seen too many times You're on the outside looking in close the blinds And they say never say never but fuck it nevermind I've been gone too long true or false right or wrong Stunna I got 'em I'm back on them bitches All about my riches my name should be Richard Cut the bullshit out I'm Edward with the scissors Life is a choice and death is a decision Times have changed but fuck it get a new watch I still got the vision like a line between two dots Young Money's eating the label getting fatter And yea the tables turned but I'm still sitting at 'em I'm a bad motherfucker 'cause the good die young Everybody selling dreams I'm too cheap to buy one Man when that cookie crumble everybody want a crumb Shoot that hummingbird down hummingbird don't hum Yea big money big money deep pockets Money talks and motherfuckers eavesdropping Bunch of bloods you could call it blood clotting You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass nigga Light that Ashton Kutcher I'm a limit pusher See y'all dead meat and me I'm just a butcher I do it for the money man I am such a hooker And freedom was my girl until they fucking took her You can look into the future it's right behind your eyelids But I don't wanna know 'cause shit I like surprises Why that why this why you on that why shit Beach bum call me Ocean Drive Slim Drop the top look up and make the sky grin Young Mula skinnies and some Supras Belly of the beast 'til it puke us motherfucker Who else is really trying to fuck with Hollywood Cole I'm with Marley G's bro Flying Holly Grove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I wanna tell you something that you probably should know This that Slum Dog Millionaire Bollywood flow and uh My real friends never hearing from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That's why I pick and choose I don't get shit confused I got a small circle I'm not with different crews We walk the same path but got on different shoes Live in the same building but we got different views I got a couple cars I never get to use Don't like my women single I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls are down to roll I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole Plus I be sipping so this shit is moving kinda slow Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven is right above it We on it's Young Money motherfucker If you ain't running with it run from it motherfucker Alright now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my b's with me like some honey in this bitch you dig I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back because I shoot first Meet me on the fresh train yes I'm in the building You just on the list of guest names And all of my riders do not give a fuck X-Games Guns turn you boys into pussies sex change And I smoke 'til I got chest pains And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James Women are possessive and they wanna possess Wayne I been fly so long I fell asleep on the fucking plane Skinny pants and some Vans Call me Triple A get my advance in advance amen As the world spinning dance in my hands Life is a beach I'm just playing in the sand Uh wake up and smell the pussy You niggas can't see me but never overlook me I'm on a paper trail and ain't no telling where it took me Yeah and I ain't a killer but don't push me Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven is right above it We on it's Young Money motherfucker If you ain't running with it run from it motherfucker Alright now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my b's with me like some honey in this bitch you dig I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back because I shoot first How do you say what's never said Beautiful black woman I bet that bitch look better red Limping off tour 'cause I made more on my second leg Ball on automatic start I can hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw Wildcat offense check the paw prints We in the building you niggas in apartments Uh now come on be my blood donor Flow so nice you ain't gotta put a rug on her Do it big and let the small fall under that Damn where you stumbled at From where they make Gumbo at Kane got the fucking beat jumping like a jumping jack And you know me I get on this bitch and have a heart attack Hip-Hop I'm the heart of that Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top when only heaven is right above it We on it's Young Money motherfucker If you ain't running with it run from it motherfucker Alright now somebody show some money in this bitch And I got my b's with me like some honey in this bitch you dig I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back because I shoot first I got ice in my veins blood in my eyes Hate in my heart love in my mind I seen nights full of pain days are the same You keep the sunshine save me the rain I search but never find hurt but never cry I work and forever try but I'm cursed so never mind And it's worse but better times seem further and beyond The top gets higher the more that I climb The spot gets smaller and I get bigger Tryin' to get in where I fit in no room for a nigga But soon for a nigga it be on motherfucker 'Cause all this bullshit done made me strong motherfucker I know what they don't wanna tell you Just hope you're heaven-sent and you're hell-proof I walk up in the world and cut the lights off And confidence is a stain they can't wipe off My word is my pride But wisdom is bleak and that's a word from the wise Served to survive murdered and bribed And when it got too heavy I put my burdens aside It hurts but I never show this pain you'll never know If only you could see just how lonely and how cold And frostbit I've become My back's against the wall when push come to shove Man it feels like these walls are closin' in This roof is cavin' in up it's time to raise it then Your days are numbered like pages in My book of rhymes got 'em cookin' boy This crooked mind of mines got 'em all shook And scared to look in my eyes I stole that fuckin' clock I took the time And I came up from behind and pretty much snuck up And butt-fucked this game up Better be careful when you bring my name up Fuck this fame that ain't what I came to claim But the game ain't gonna be the same on the day that I leave it But I swear one way or another I'ma make these fuckin' haters believe it I swear to God won't spare the rod I'm a man of my words so your fuckin' heads better nod Or I'ma fuck around in this bitch and roast everybody Sleep on me that pillow is where your head'll lie This world is my Easter egg yeah prepare to die My confidence is up this stage is my pedestal I'm unstoppable Incredible Hulk You're trapped in my medicine ball I could run circles around you so fast your fuckin' head'll spin dog I'll split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives I'll fuckin' Pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head Bitch I'ma pick the world up And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head And I could die now rebirth motherfucker Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth motherfucker I'm gone motherfucker I'm gone Just saw an alien saucer approaching from the sky I point it at you and tell that motherfucker fetch I'm fucking her good she got her legs on my neck I get pussy mouth and ass call that bitch triple threat When I was in jail she let me call her collect But if she get greedy I'ma starve her to death Top down it's upset Been fucking the world and nigga I ain't cum yet You fuck with me wrong I knock your head off your neck The flight too long I got a bed on the jet The guns are drawn and I ain't talking 'bout a sketch I pay these niggas with a reality check Prepared for the worst but still praying for the best This game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest And AK-47 is my fucking address huh I'm not a star somebody lied I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car Load up the choppers like it's December thirty-one Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts If I die today remember me like John Lennon Buried in Louis I'm talking all brown linen huh Big black nigga in a icey watch Shoes on the coupe bitch I got a Nike shop Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box Grinding in my Jordans kick 'em off they might be hot swish I'm swimming in a yellow bitch in the red 911 looking devilish Red beam make a bitch nigga sit down Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time Drop palmolive in a nigga dope Make it come back even harder than before Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes Well connected got killers off in Chicago I'm not a star somebody lied I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car Talk stupid get ya head popped I got that Esther bitch I'm Redd Foxx Big B's Red Sox I get money to kill time dead clocks You fucking with a nigga who won't give a fuck Empty the clip then roll the window up Pussy nigga sweet them niggas Cinnabon I'm in a red bitch she said she finna cum Bitch ass nigga pussy ass nigga I see ya looking with ya looking ass nigga You know the rules kill them all and keep moving If I died today it'd be a holiday I'm not a star somebody lied I got a chopper in the car so don't make it come alive Rip yo ass apart then I pull myself together The bigger the bullet the more that bitch gon' bang Red on the wall Basquiat when I paint Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my bitch My first home invasion papi gave me forty bricks Son of a bitch then I made a great escape Ain't it funny mom her only son be baking cakes Pull up in the sleigh hop out like I'm Santa Claus Niggas gather round got gifts for each and all of y'all Take it home and let it bubble that's the double up If you get in trouble that just mean you fucking up It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up I call the plays motherfucker huddle up I'm not a star somebody lied I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car Man fuck ya'll with a sick dick semi automatic no click click We don't feel you like an elephant getting fucked with a tick dick Little nigga with a thick bitch and before I fuck this bitch I gotta put that patch over my third eye Slick Rick Trukfit T-shirt talk second skeet first Boy your girl a jump off I hope she land feet first She give me brain research and I prefer reefer But if you want some coke that's cool 'cause my homies still Look I'm east side them haters ninety going west My niggas pumping so much bass motherfuckers going deaf Weezy F I'm east side them haters ninety going west My niggas pumping so much bass Got so much coke you gon' need another nose Man I just play my hand but I am not the dealer You see I got them tear drops I cry your ass a river I got that Trukfit T-shirt listening to Rebirth I skate until my feet hurt Hot Boy free Turk Pussy for dessert put your ass beneath Earth And I don't sell drugs but if you need work Boy this here's what I do do Got your sister dancing not the kind that's in a tutu Got me in control no strings attached that's that voodoo She said can't nobody do it better I tell her True yeah bitch true I got the girl you came with and the girl she came with She leaking and drippin' whoa there I might just come slip in And your misses gonna go missin' if she addicted to what my dick did Uh my mind's filled with mine fields The ashes fall the wine spills The world stops drops and rolls It's Judgment Day or a fire drill Yea I pour out my heart have a drink They say the drunk never lie they ain't never lyin' yea My country 'tis of this Sweet land of kill em all and let em die I heard tomorrow ain't promised today The end of time is like a hour away Damn military minded lost and can't find it The stars on the flag are never shining Uh I saw a butterfly in hell today Will I die or go to jail today 'Cause I live by the sword and die by the sword Heard police was lookin' for me I'mma hide by a broad Shootin' stars in my pocket bitch sit on my rocket I'm wired out the socket but still shocking Everybody wanna tell me what I need You can play a role in my life but not the lead If there's food for thought then I'm guilty of greed Back to life back to reality Been eating my girl and she's so sweet got cavities Granted we do it for vanity not humanity But what's appealing to me is under banana trees love I go so hard I tried to pay homage but I was overcharged Ain't that a bitch I'm just a nut tryna bust a nut in a nut shell Used to say fuck the police now I say fuck jail Same shit different air freshener I don't play boy I ain't Hugh Hefner Tryna be a step ahead but a few feet behind Two fingers to my head pop Peace of mind I be in the cloud cloud number 9 And I just fucked the clock and let it come to time It's a cold world I put on a mink There's a chain of command I'm the missing link God bless America This ole' godless America I heard tomorrow ain't promised today And I'm smoking on them flowers catch the bouquet Here we live by the sword and die by the sword Heard police was lookin' for me I'mma hide by a broad Shootin' stars in my pocket bitch sit on my rocket I'm wired out the socket but still shockin' Everybody wanna tell me what I need You can play a role in my life but not the lead I saw a butterfly in hell today Will I die or go to jail today Cut the music up A little louder You had a lot of crooks trying to steal your heart Never really had luck couldn't never figure out How to love how to love You had a lot of moments that didn't last forever Now you in a corner trying put it together How to love how to love For a second you were here now you over there It's hard not to stare the way you're moving your body Like you never had a love never had a love When you was just a young'un your looks were so precious But now you're grown up so fly it's like a blessing But you can't have a man look at you for five seconds Without you being insecure You never credit yourself so when you got older It seems like you came back ten times over Now you're sitting here in this damn corner Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder See you had a lot of crooks trying to steal your heart Never really had luck couldn't never figure out How to love how to love You had a lot of moments that didn't last forever Now you in a corner tryning put it together How to love how to love For a second you were here now you over there It's hard not to stare the way you're moving your body Like you never had a love never had a love You had a lot of dreams that transform to visions The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions But it wasn't your fault wasn't in your intentions To be the one here talking to me be the one listening But I admire your poppin' bottles and dippin' Just as much as you admire bartending and stripping Baby so don't be mad nobody else trippin' You see a lot of crooks and crooks still crook You had a lot of crooks trying to steal your heart Never really had luck couldn't never figure out How to love how to love You had a lot of moments that didn't last forever Now you in a corner tryna put it together How to love how to love For a second you were here now you over there It's hard not to stare the way you're moving your body Like you never had a love never had a love See I just want you to know that you deserve the best You're beautiful you're beautiful Yeah and I want you to know You're far from the usual far from the usual You see you had a lot of crooks trying to steal your heart Never really had luck couldn't never figure out How to love how to love See you had a lot of moments that didn't last forever Now you in this corner trying put it together How to love how to love See you had a lot of crooks trying to steal your heart Never really had luck couldn't never figure out How to love how to love You had a lot of moments that didn't last forever Now you in this corner trying put it together How to love how to love I'm grindin' I'm grindin' I'm grindin' I promise I fuck her until I get tired retire and then come out retirement Lord we be on every kind of narcotic That make us believe when we lyin' we honest I love you Pick Michael Jackson to Jordan to Tyson to Myers Too much dirty money when the colors Are washing the whites in the dryer my nigga It ain't rocket science just rockets I sleep in pussy not pajamas grindin' I got this shit down to a science I turn in my project A minus Whew I ain't crazy I'm krazy and all of my niggas chaotic Dressed in all black like they gothic I need a bitch like Naomi to take off her clothes like Leilani for niggas that's grindin' The feds be spying on all of us nigga These hoes be lying to all of us nigga I got news for the monogamous niggas Yo' bitch fucking anonymous niggas I done seen it all my nigga 'Cause these hoes seeing all of my niggas 'Cause what's the hottest shit on these corners That's me and all my niggas Grind for all this shit I ain't ever fall for that bitch 'Cause picking up the feather from a lovebird Is like a medicine ball to that bitch We'll bring Gucci bag in this bitch And you know what's stashed in that bitch These niggas walk around with they chests out Like Janet Jackson and shit I'm sweatin' grindin' this bitch I need a shrine in this bitch Fuck double O seven I work twenty-four seven Ain't got time to bond with no bitch Heard Jay Z got a new Cognac where to find that shit The weed sticky grind that shit Where I got it from Nevermind that shit I got a new vision for all my shit I don't know what to call that shit I know I'm selling all of my cars I'm selling all of my watches I'm selling diamonds and all of that shit Realized I don't need that shit I'm a different breed with this shit I'm tryna turn M's to B's in this bitch And I ain't ever pay to be with no bitch Fifty mill in one room you you could ask anyone out here Who running the game And they'll tell you the truth Man they'll tell you Oh look they fuck with me now I think they're hearin' me now Nigga they takin' you seriously now I think they just might be scared of me now But it's all good niggas wrong every day niggas wrong every day Go goin' to LA where I'm tryna get high and do a song every day Safe we ain't ever have to play it safe I would rather stack it up and put it in a safe Then peek inside the safe and see I'm runnin' out of space I would rather stack it up and put it in the safe Then peek inside the safe and say I'm running out of space Tell them niggas cool out 'Cause it can be a mohafucking shoot-out Kidnap a nigga beat the truth out Moms pick the suit out Top floor window he get threw out Deuce out pussy bitches deuce out Flying out the crew out they flew out Invite 'em to my new house my new house Yeah to you forever from me to you I heard somebody say Church I'ma need a suit I'ma need a coupe I won't need a roof I got the flow I'm tryin' to see the roof Didn't wear a bulletproof so I got shot and you can see the proof Blind eyes could look at me and see the truth But I'ma leave it to God not Beaver neither you 'Cause I'ma murder Y kill O and even U Man I got Summer hatin' on me 'cause I'm hotter than the Sun Got Spring hatin' on me 'cause I ain't never sprung Winter hatin' on me 'cause I'm colder than y'all And I will never I will never I will never Fall I'm being hated by the seasons So fuck y'all who hatin' for no reason Tell me where have you been Around the world and I'm back again 'Cause they've been asking they've been searching Who's been askin' about me They've been wondering why Yeah I been in and out the bank bitch While y'all asshole niggas been on the same shit I flush and watch 'em go down the drain quick 'Cause Wayne win and they lose I call them April babies 'cause they fools And when they snooze we up Feet up like a paraplegia Or paraplegic I parallel park In that red-and-yellow thing old school Atlanta Hawk Like I'm from College Park but I'm from Hollygrove I know my role and I play it well And I weigh it well on my Libra scale I suck a pussy fuck a pussy leave it there Long hair don't even care Queen B as I share mic time with my heir Young Carter go farther go further go harder Is that not why we came And if not then why bother Show no mercy in Murcielagos I'm far from bein' the bastard that Marcy had fathered Now my name's been mentioned with the martyrs The Biggies and the Pacs and the Marleys and the Marcuses Garvey got me a molotov-cocktail flow Even if you box well can't stop the blows Kaboom The Roc Boy in the room The dope boy I just came off the spoon Also I'm so fly I'm on auto-pilot while guys just stare at my wardrobe I see Euros that's right plural I took so much change from this rap game it's your go It's my go yeah And I'ma go so opposite of soft Off the richter Hector Camacho Man Randy Savage Far from average above status-quo flow so pro I know I ride slow and when I pass And next time you mention Pac Biggie or Jay-Z Don't forget Weezy baby And I swear to everything when I leave this Earth It's gonna be on both feet never knees in the dirt And you can try me fucker but when I squeeze it hurt Fine we'll lose two lives yours and mine Give me any amount of time don't let Ms. Carter grieve At the funeral parlor drippin' tears down my sleeve Give me any amount of time don't let Ms. Carter grieve No homo I say he's so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper Lollipop lollipop breastses just like Dolly Parton She ride my spaceship 'til she hit the top That hit the spot 'til she ask How many licks do it take 'til she get to shop Don't worry why my wrists got so freeze Girl like Doritos that's not yo cheese I can't only have one and I ain't tryin' to wait This a song with Wayne so you know it's gonna melt But you ain't finna murder me like everybody else I'ma rap like I got some type of respect for myself I don't do it for my health man I do it for the belt Man I do it to the death 'til the roof get melt Hundred degrees drop the roof so the coupe don't melt Man the flow so cold chicken soup won't help You know what it is when we're outta town We ball in two-seats and you out of bounds So come here baby girl You're now fuckin' with the best in the world Lollipop the best in the world Shawty say she wanna lick the wrapper And she gonna lick the rapper And I just wanna act like a porno-flickin' actor I Anita Bake her now she caught up in that Rapture I got so much chips I swear they call me Hewlett Packard I got so much chips you can have a bag if you're a snacker Your girl wants to participate She so so sophisticate 'cause her brain is off the chain And then my diamonds are in the choir Because they sing from off my chain And my Nina just joined the gang because all she do is bang Like Ricky Martin Wayne and Kanye pick your poison If that woman wanna cut then tell her I am Mr. Ointment Take my lollipop and enjoy it Why would she She probably be the odd cookie In the plastic bag 'bout to get crushed by a building I flushed out the feelin' of me bein' the shit 'Cause I was leavin' skid marks on everywhere I sit And I can go anywhere innie minnie miney mo I'm in your neighborhood area CD thing tape deck iPod your girlfriend and she say I got great sex Safe sex is great sex better wear a latex But he's so sweet she wanna lick the wrapper Don't need sugar I need cream I'm dark and strong The garbage man puttin' on cologne aroma wrong I'm on I'm on this that shit they didn't want I act a ass and shit a skunk I will I won't Black your eye like will.i.am you Willy Wonka That's me in the Lam I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa AK-47 my business partner business is swell French kiss a bitch she don't speak French can't kiss and tell I push his ass in the wishin' well then wish him well Sippin' syrup like ginger ale but I'm the quickest snail From here to Hell I hear them hail I give them hell I'm spittin' hail I'm Clinton well I did inhale These niggas frail they Chip and Dale they little girls Watch me act a donkey then pin a tail spit out your nails Holy shit I'm the holy shit I'm God's manure I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers I meditate like a Buddhist Holy ramen noodles And now you sleep I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters I drive in neutral shock the future like Dr. Luther I'm not a chooser your mom a cougar I sock it to her My cocaine white as a white beluga I like bazookas I'm high as lunar I'm wilder than tigers Nikes Pumas Woo this that shit you didn't want me on My weed louder than underarms and car alarms Cheers I said 'Surprise' but couldn't party long I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board But all this fuckin' artist drawin' is the art of war These niggas' soft as teddy bears talk to Marky Mark I wet your block leave it a waterpark broad or dark I whip the work like tartar sauce you want it hard or raw huh Unload the Glock profusely when sortin' out confusion Your motor mouth keep vroomin' I'm goin' Tony Stewart I'm on the fluid I'm ruined I'm cold as Boston Bruins Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror start talkin' to it It told me the truth it said I'm the shit and you party poopin' Am I talkin' crazy too much coffee maybe I smell like money I know broke niggas feel nauseated The broads' elated my boys are faded my car's the latest My bars the greatest they rated X like Marvel made it She caught the babies she barfed the babies they orphans maybe We got that white girl like in the eighties that Marcia Brady I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty I'm warm as Haiti I'm armed and lazy I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy Pardon my mental I'm higher than Continental Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials That's private tell the pilot Be quiet we need our privacy Throw you off this bitch if you wired justifiably Hustle wit' a motive you know this I'm wit' my whoadies No snakes no rodents no ad-libs no chorus No stress no worries took you to a respiratory It's self-explanatory the glory is mandatory glory My towel's newer my powder room is for powder-users You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus My tires Lucas my driver's crusin' my partner's ruthless My flower's rootless my pocket's roofless she poppin' roofies I'm not a student I'm not assumin' I'm not a human You are not immune to this kind of music you got 'em Tunechi You got 'em Tunechi I got 'em She owes me everything and she knows it I've seen all the scenes in this movie and she blows it at the end She keeps talking to me 'cause she knows that I'm a friend But I can't keep hearing it over and over again I was the one that you came to When you broke up with your boyfriend man fuck him Girl I was the one that told you fuck them other niggas And you still went and fucked them other niggas Most people learn from the bad things I hope that you learn and don't crash and burn in the fast lane But if you read this letter then you caught me This should explain all the ways that you taught me How to hate a bitch that owe you everything At least a wedding ring moving on to better things So don't you call me talking bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you I thought that we was cool If you need a shoulder to cry on girl I won't listen I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches And I don't love them hoes But don't fuck up with Wayne 'cause when it Waynes it pours You used to be the shit but now you ain't shit bitch I had a red bone but she be tripping though All that bullshit is for the birds she was pigeon toed She used to always say fuck my niggas And when I went to jail she fucked my niggas Well I guess I'm single for the night And you can sit right on my middle finger for the night And if I sound mad then you caught me But this shit explains that you're the one that taught me How to hate a bitch that owe you everything At least a wedding ring moving on to better things So don't you call me talking bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you I thought that we was cool If you need a shoulder to cry on girl I won't listen I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches Forgive and forget bitch I already forgot I'm over the bitch and she over the top They say love is the key somebody changed the lock Well and I wish I never met ya And I heard you're doing you and you heard I'm doing better And all I had to do was put two and two together But that just makes four but not forever damn So much for being the perfect couple I put in overtime I was working doubles I wish you the best good luck boo No ain't nothing going on Girl I'm moving on just take your ass home Get away from here girl I'm so glad you're gone This is the last song I'm writing for you Now I see how you can be I don't want you 'round you me all you do is down me girl How many years I tried to get ya Don't even text my phone when it hit ya 'cause girl done taught me How to hate a bitch that owe you everything At least a wedding ring moving on to better things So don't you call me talking bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you I thought that we was cool If you need a shoulder to cry on girl I won't listen I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches You who are rich and whose troubles are few May come around to see my point of view What price the crown of a king on his throne When you're chained in the dark all alone I'm real as they come I follow the rules I'm still in the hood but I probably should move Made enough money I don't fuck around I just felt they needed me so I stuck around Feds got my man shit is real son 'Cause my godson just became my real son Think life is a game but all you get is a turn You live and you learn either you freeze or you burn Kush in the air I'm pushing the gears Love turned into hate hate turned into fear If it ain't right I don't sign the deal Shoot me in the watch I got time to kill Gasoline propane Ain't no salary cap in the dope game Ain't no collective bargaining on cocaine So in other words nigga do your thing Mind in one place heart in another Please pardon my brother he's just angry at you niggas Who dont have your heart in your rap shit and got too fuckin comfy 'Cause we still fuckin hungry Young Money got the munchies Faded fuckin faded aww yeah I'm fuckin faded They tellin' lies about me aww yeah I must've made it Rikers Island on this flow 8 months for that pistol But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole Three visits later I went and did it major So fuck the judge and the jury and the litigator Watchin all these kids who thought they had it figured out And then November came they let my nigga out Stop playin I ain't with that bullshit Niggas act like bitches shanaynay oh my goodness This is Wayne's world and y'all are just some tourists Give me three wishes I wish I wish I wish you would bitch Brand new pussy pussy good as baby powder Two Glock nigga you got eighty problems Swimmin' in the money I'mma need some fuckin goggles It's better to give but we don't give a fuck about 'em I just came home shit done got real ho I ain't workin with a full deck but I deal ho I just touched down kick the motherfucking field goal Talkin 'bout baby money I got your baby money I know you fake nigga press your brakes nigga I'll take you out that's a date nigga I'm a grown ass blood stop playin with me Play asshole and get an ass whippin' I think you pussy cat ha hello kitty This shits a game of chess you niggas think it's cleavage Its Young Money yeah tis the season I give you the business bitch this a business meeting My niggas hungry my bitches greedy Will I die a bloody murder Dear Mr. Ouija Nigga I'm straight my girl a faggot Potato on the barrel pop pop potato salad I'm sorry for the wait I'm sorry for the wait Tha Carter gon' be late so I cooked up a tape The garden's full of snakes so I had to escape Lil homie gon' be straight lil homie gon' be straight Yeah and I'm sorry for the wait too I told myself to save yourself 'cause I can't save you I send my goons to kill somebody I need head proof Who kept this shit together Nigga me that's who Who was there when niggas left us Nigga me that's who Cash Money is an army I'm a one man army And if them niggas comin' for me I'm goin' out like Tony Now I don't want no problems I just want my money Ain't gotta hold no conversation nor my luggage Tell whoever's countin' that I'm on a hundred Woo Birdman Junior more like Ugly Duckling Takin' over now I'm takin' over yeah Think it over Bitch I'm thinkin' forward ta I'm sippin' lean out a glass nigga All I got is Young Money no more Cash nigga No more am I my brother's keeper Cain and Abel style Young Money sharp I'm still eatin' I just chipped my tooth Tell them niggas No love lost 'cause I ain't got shit to lose I told myself to save yourself 'cause I can't save you I send my goons to kill somebody I need head proof I found the needle in the haystack put the thread through I tried to stitch the wound back up but I just bled through It's compensation over conversation Lord I must got blurry vision a nigga's got two faces Lord this game is a vampire Blood you gotta protect your neck It'll suck you dry like raisins Lord Fuck that nigga I'mma ball out The day you met me is the day Hell froze On the day I left is when it thawed out I'm still in the buildin' I just had to knock a couple walls down Life is a movie but sometimes a nigga get too tired of watchin' Fuck these haters throw your board up if you skate too I send my goons to kill somebody I need head proof Then they come through and sit it on my coffee table You've been down since day one It meant nothin' on day two Sometimes the truth is hard to swallow But I graduated from that bullshit and nw I hate school And now I'm takin' over now I'm takin' over The old me dead and gone that's who I'm prayin' over Might have to go back to slangin' yola 'til the wait is over I'mma spare everything but these niggas I flip the gun and gun-butt these niggas Take the knife off the AK and cut these niggas Yeah and fuck these bitches I swear I care about everything but these bitches And I put Young Mula baby way above these bitches If it ain't broke don't break it And if he ain't shook I'm gon' shake him Hope I don't look weak 'cause when a wolf cry wolf You still see that wolf's teeth mothafucka If you act foul you get two shots and one I'm at your face like Lancome You niggas softer than Roseanne's son Hey you cannot reach me on my Samsung I'm busy fuckin the world and givin the universe my damn tongue Crazy motherfucker I am one But the crazy thing is I began one I'm straight like it's jumping back to thirty-six niggas Got ten bathrooms I could shit all day nigga And we don't want no problems Ok you're a goon what's a goon to a goblin Yeah and Kane on the beat I fuck around and leave a nigga's brains on the street I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy What the fuck is up It's Gucci Mane the G Ask Tity Boi no pity boy this scar city the city boy So icy so no Nike boy just Gucci Louis Prada 'scuse me Gucci Mane keep shittin' on me why that boy keep buyin' jewelry East Atlanta cockin' hammers bandannas on car antennas No we do not talk to strangers just cut off these niggas' fingers Gucci's armed and dangerous cocaine codeine and angel dust This AK-47 will hitchya everywhere from the ankle up Gun same size as Nia Long clip long as a Pringles can Desert Eagle on me you'll think I'm a Eagles fan Toni Braxton sniper rifle make you never breathe again Fuck that nigga kill that nigga bring him back kill him again Yeah the money is the motive Fuck with the money it get ugly as Coyote Okay I'm reloaded better pull it if you tote it I buy a pound break it down and put it in a stogie Swagger so bright I don't even need light I'm with a model broad she don't even eat rice But would you believe that she eat dykes And she asked me for a picture so I gave her 3 strikes Yeah I'm the man around this motherfucker I'm so hot you probably catch a tan around this motherfucker This rap game I got my hand around this motherfucker Yeah I said game but I ain't playing around this motherfucker Yeah I'm the best to ever do it bitch And you're the best at never doing shit If you the shit then I am sewerage Try me and I'll have your people reading eulogies I swear you can't fuck with me But I can fuck your girl and make her nut for me Then slut for me then kill for me then steal for me And of course it'll be your cash Then I'll murder that bitch and send her body back to your ass And we don't want no problems Ok you're a goon what's a goon to a goblin Yeah and Kane on the beat I fuck around and leave a nigga's brains on the street Swallow my bullets and don't you spit Uhh I am the hip-hop socialist Life is a gamble and I'm all about my poker chips Do you want a dose of this I will make the most of this 'F' is for ferocious murder your associates The top is so appropriate this is just where I belong Keep a hard dick for your girlfriend to wobble on Weezy And we don't want no problems Ok you're a goon what's a goon to a goblin Yeah and Kane on the beat I fuck around and leave a nigga's brains on the street Ughh I pop that pussy I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy Uh huh and we be steady mobbin' Oh Kemosabe big ballin' is my hobby Soulja Boy on the beat Lay on the bed open that twat I French kiss that pussy like muah Before I eat that pussy I say my grace Girl I'm nastier than him I don't know why you still with him Beat that pussy go to sleep she got that Tylenol P.M Fuck that bitch until she tired 'til she tired like a rim Give her head like a brim it tastes good Pussy monster in her closet full of surprises I give full body massages I hope that pussy smell like a violet I hope that pussy warmer than luke and sweet as Godiva Suck this dick and swallow that nut and call it Penis colada Lift up that mini-skirt that's my dinner desert She fell in love with the Martian I said you too down to Earth Man these hoes love Wayne got a bunch of dimes that's chump change This shit is target practice and your bitch is my gun range My tongue is a uzi my dick is a AK Down here waiting for her to come like payday Hoping this juice is sweeter than baked cake She say it's for Tunechi she lie with a straight face But I'm trying to eat healthier so I ate a veggie Sucked on that pussy I feel better already My tongue is a motor my dick is a NASCAR Whipped cream on that pussy dickhead like a bullet If her hair real I'mma pull it hope that ass feel like a cushion I give her wood when he wouldn't I hope that pussy tastes like pudding And I get that ho the boot hold up let me put my foot in Got a sweet tooth candy yam pussy I'mma leave that ass smoking like a Amsterdam tourist man These hoes love Wayne got a bunch of dimes that's chump change This shit is target practice and your bitch is my gun range Lay on that bed open your mouth This pussy so clean like soap in your mouth I do my lil' dance he scoping me out If that dick like a tree watch me build a treehouse Ok the baddest bitch in this bitch got the fattest clique in this bitch You might drown you better start doggy paddling in this bitch I'm Trin B nigga Queen nigga sleep in this pussy dream nigga I stay on that dick like a fucking balance beam nigga Hair pull neck grab don't fuck with hoes that backstab Don't fuck with niggas that ain't got shit if I fucked a nigga then that's my dick My mouth a jacuzzi my pussy a safe place Fuck me 'til daybreak then you can go skate Trina But baby lets face it I'm not into dating I haven't been patient Ever since I been famous my time has been racing My motives are basic this life I've been chasing These hearts I've been breaking And these girls I been tasting don't never get naked They like it in a head lock fuck 'em from behind Fuck 'em with their clothes on put it to the side Feelings to the side like a don do Get 'em wet let it slide like a sunroof Got goals got dreams got a hotel-crib Got niggas that'll die for the prince Left town in a coach came back in a jet Okay lil mama had a swag like mine She even wear her hair down her back like mine I make her feel right when it's wrong like lyin' Man she ain't never had a love like mine But man I ain't never seen an ass like hers That pussy in my mouth had me lost for words Shawty need a refund need to bring that nigga back Just like a refund I make her bring that ass back And she bring that ass back because I like that I get her on top she drop it like it's hot And when I'm at the bottom she Hillary Rodham The middle of the bed givin' gettin' head Givin' gettin' head givin' gettin' head I'm facing the bottle for all of my problems These Instagram models are nothing but trouble She's going away now I'm going full throttle All these Instagram models I said they're nothing but trouble When I met her she was out for love Yeah I bought her leather and some diamond studs Damn when I met her she was molly'd up No all my niggas say she's not what's up Uh I considered it but not enough Uh she just wanted to be popular Uh she just want ten thousand followers Lord she posted she posted she posted They like it they like it repost it She party promotin' she hostin' She posin' legs open provokin' It got my head smokin' I tried to act like I don't notice I'm facing the bottle for all of my problems These Instagram models are nothing but trouble She's going away now I'm going full throttle All these Instagram models I said they're nothing but trouble I had to leave that ho alone and get my mind right I had to go talk to my friends I had to find Christ Lord I had to open up my eyes and find light I was so green and all she wanted was that limelight Lord I was so blinded by her highlights She had me not checking my DM's neither my likes Oh what you modeling ma Knock yourself out Open my heart to you when you lock yourself out When I met her she was posse'd up In the section holding bottles up Oh she just wanted to be popular Oh she just want ten thousand followers I should have known from the very start That you weren't after my foolish heart You got the world thinking you're a star But Oh you're not who you say you are I'm facing the bottle for all of my problems These Instagram models are nothing but trouble She's going away now I'm going full throttle All these Instagram models I said they're nothing but trouble God bless america Sitting on the world I got life in my hand So these days I try to think twice when I can Money on my mind as God as my witness Love don't live here and it don't even visit I do this for my Uptown politicians Walked in the kitchen and found a pot to piss in Niggas ain't satisfied until they mama missin' Niggas ain't satisfied until they mama miss 'em Uh I'm a monster exorcisms Tote tools like mechanics mechanisms Uh detrimental on any instrumental I say you rappers sweet I pay the incidentals I'm beneficial I've been official I say you rappers sweet tiramisu I like my short cake shorter Ain't no motherfucker harder than Nobody gives you a chance you gotta take chances Your family tree I will break branches 'Cause I don't give a fuck I put the ass in assassin Smoke you like a blunt then it's ashes to ashes The future is born put the past in the casket If real shit is dead then nigga I'm a bastard Uh appetite for disaster I want a full plate then another plate after Uh yesterday just died Tomorrow never cried the days of our lives When shit get deep I'm never afraid to dive Let the money pile up until I'm buried alive Ask who the fuck want it I bring it to your doorbell Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale Smoking weed getting head in the oval office I changed the stars on the flag into crosses Amen so now instead of pledge we pray yeah Ya dead to me brown grass nigga I just stand still and let the ground pass nigga Bullshit for lunch brown bag nigga Reality's a bitch and I'mma dance with her Bitch I'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge I tried to fuck the world and couldn't even get aroused I ain't looking for the beef but I ain't seen it in a while Uh and we all want world peace Murder show I give your ass good seats Shit I'm much more than a good speech The holy war the spiritual troops Fighting over the mythical truth Drowning in the political soup They shoot missiles and nukes Taking out such a pivotal group The body count is the physical proof And they thought drugs were killing the youth Thank you thank you all I am President Carter My niggas been stuntin' since way back when CNN I got news for you haters I'm a nasty ass nigga ask your bitch I ain't lying Sixty-nine that's a favor for a favor Them hoes bitin' they lip 'cause when I say shit like that she feel some type of way I hit it from the front from the side from the back I hit it all type of ways She throw it at me like I'm just one strike away Sometimes life is hard to swallow but she like to taste My lawyer fight the case I got them flowers in me I feel like a vase Monsters in my closet no more closet space Niggas want to be this fly too many flights to take Enough with the small talk my girl pussy is a water-park Every little thing I do turn her on that's autostart I kiss every single body part her body is a work of art I'm way too high her skirt too short I think I love her it was just a thought I pop up in that coupe 'bout to go back to the future I be shittin' on these niggas like I'm sippin' Metamucil Before these niggas play with us they'll play dead my nigga And if you lookin' for me I'll be on these bitches' mind These niggas chicken and I've never seen a chicken fly My bitch been fussin' at me about nothin' Ain't no tellin' what she'd do if I replace her Like bae I'm straight there's plenty fish and I'm bait We can't even have a decent conversation Bitch it's my life my life my life shout out Mary J And tell them boys that beef tastes like a slice of cake And old folks get shot too they write down license plates I hope that ho don't call sayin' her cycle late All this fucking gotta stop but I need tighter brakes And don't run from this dick girl I don't like to chase I wax that ass she make that Mr. Miyagi face And she ain't all that pretty but I like her shape They say numbers don't lie she shaped like a 8 She say she ain't no dyke but she gon' dyke today It's curtains for these niggas I feel like some drapes We turnt up niggas burnt up stop the microwave This shit might cost us our life but that's the price we pay I'm hotter than the peppers Peter Piper ate Hustle Gang bang green mean anybody get it Anything we'll do for the paper And we live this shit talk slick get kill't Got nothin' but a tool for a hater This flooded rollie make you feel some type of way Your ho be on me know you feel some type of way The car I'm drivin' make you feel some type of way The cash I gettin' make you feel some type of way This type of way know you feel some type of way That shit ain't hot we out here poppin' that's all I can say My only problem is tryin' to decide what I'mma drive today We shine all in they face I know they feel some type of way I wake up in a multi-million dollar crib get dressed I plan on having a nicer day When these punk ass rappers keep my name in they mouth like they some type of gay You know me dog so watch what you say We ain't playing no games with your lame ass nigga fuckboy you can die today I keep a chopper in my backseat actually it's my Glock partner Play crazy if you want to fuck around and get shot partner I don't like these niggas and really fuck these niggas Talk crazy in ya raps if you want when you see me you won't touch me nigga Ball all around in my flip flop you think TIP soft Well then why don't you try me If you really gon' be dramatic we gon' to need some music they queuein' the violin I'm talking slow singing flower bringing Empty a clip in you earing and you chest thing and you out the door This flooded rollie make you feel some type of way Your ho be on me know you feel some type of way The car I'm driving make you feel some type of way The cash I get it make you feel some type of way Super Bowl goals I'm at the crib with Puff He got Kaepernick on the phone he in a whole different mode Just to show 'em how I treat the city like my humble abode Ayy tell me if your Bank is approvin' loans I'm thinkin' of payin' Wayne what Universal owes My nigga spent a lifetime goin' platinum and gold He should own half of the label shit outta control Somebody get Larry Jackson on the phone I need some ownership if we pressin' go 'Cause business is boomin' on behalf of me I need a bite outta the Apple like Adam and Eve We gon' have to break the billi' curse Or too long like a sentence from a Philly judge Fuck is the point in all the beefin' when we really blood Nobody wins when the family feuds nigga Everybody gotta eat we can't exclude niggas I make the crib expandin' pools and expandin' rooms Addin' Hammam Spas with tannin' booths nigga That's truth no boost nigga But this isn't all about callin' truce I'm still dishin' out verbal abuse That shit could get re-introduced If somebody got somethin' they urgin' to prove nigga Inspirin' to the youth New Years Eve lookin' like a royal flush Wait we all in the same suit I'm Hall of Fame in the booth nigga My karma makin' the news nigga This pudding taste like the proof nigga If I ever see Trump he better salute niggas Much as we do nigga for real I could care less 'bout your squad I don't connect when I'm flyin' I'm on a jet and it's mine I just hope the weather is fine I took the jet to Dubai I took the jet to Milan I took the jet way to Africa shout out my nigga Akon Your bitch sweatin' my squad Please get the sweat out her eye I put the dick in her spine I fucked the bitch in her prime Don't get my credit declined Give all the credit to Moms I flipped the bird at the Bird hey what's for dinner Popeyes These chickens got bird flu And they chirp chirp too Always sung never flew These boys Hot Girls too If money grow on trees I climb and rest in that bitch Build a treehouse and knock the bird nest out that bitch Stuck my neck out and shit Then got the heck out that shit And when I did I took the special effect out of that shit Tunechi F 'round this bitch The best thing left 'round this bitch All you niggas some bitches I feel like Hef 'round this bitch You call her Stephanie I call her Steph 'round this bitch Now back to whippin' the baby on some step mama shit I come direct with my shit I come correct with my shit A blank check on your face put some respek on my shit Branches startin' to shake Here comes the leaves get the rake I want my piece of the cake It should be sweeter than cake Here come the leaves get the rake And we ain't leavin' the rake We made the cleanest escape Although I bleeped in your face You playin' wit the right one today Your flag is a white one today You wearin' em tight ones today Check me or write one today You playin' with fire today The Angel and Lion are greats Oh my God lightning strikin' twice in this place Should we make a wish or should we make it right in this place All this motherfuckin' beef I need some rice on this plate Talked to your wifey today She feelin' triflin' she say Talked to the sniper he say He aimin' at diapers today Pick you off like pickin' peppers Peter Piper today It's Mortal Kombat tonight it's Street Fighter today I'm Major Bison Drizzy lit like Raiden light up the place You see blue face hundreds 'til you white in the face Oh my God it feel like I done life in this place But swear to God I got money doin' life in my safe I make you pay attention then rip your receipt in your face This for my people and bae I got three sons of a gun them niggas keep me on safe Hol' up I am the black god to the church I am the fat boy to dessert I am the landlord to the first got two bangers I taught these hoes how to love I taught these boys how to lean I'm high in the sky and I twinkle The eyes don't lie 'til you blink 'em Keep the iron for the wrinkles The mansion came with the sprinklers I want Arabian wealth You snakes come make me a belt Yeah you know life is a movie you niggas playin' yourselves Damn that's some six shit I want Arabian wealth You snakes come make me a belt It's every man for themselves it's every baby for sale And you know life is a movie you niggas ratin' yourself I just hope it's a porn to watch you pussies play with yourself That's some six shit Camo shorts and Bubba Kush We can talk she'd rather fuss This and that 'bout such and such Damn where is the fucking trust I'm tired of the hoop and hollering I'm 'bout to take the coupe to Collins Then take a female to the Island Then take her clothes off and do the honors Yeah now she hear I'm with them other bitches Yeah I told her mind her fucking business Shit she probably out here fucking niggas I'm fucking her friends Now her friends ain't even fucking with her Damn she text me all day and night So pissed off she ain't even spelling shit right I text her back and tell her it's life Now somebody tell them hoes I'm single for the night Yeah I'm single Nigga had to cancel that bitch like Nino I ain't tripping on nothing I'm sipping on something And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me And I'm single yeah I'm single And I'm single tonight I'm single And I ain't tripping on nothing I'm sipping on something And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me tonight Dreads braided to the back I'm chilling but my swag on full attack And my girl acting like a brat So when she call I don't answer I just write her back She hate it when I do that shit And when I get home she go through my shit She call numbers back to see who that is Man I hate it when she do that shit Polo t-shirt Polo drawers Now make me take this Polo off Girl you can get broken off Yeah I fuck you for an hour then I smoke it off Swimming trunks and bathing suits Then go in the bedroom and tell the naked truth Don't wanna fuss ain't tryna fight Man somebody tell them hoes I'm single for the night Yeah I'm single Nigga had to cancel that bitch like Nino I ain't tripping on nothing I'm sipping on something And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me And I'm single yeah I'm single And I'm single tonight I'm single And I ain't tripping on nothing I'm sipping on something And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me tonight Now she got on her fuck 'em dress And I got on my double-breast And he been fussing all day with her And I make her feel special like a place kicker She wanna be Weezy F Baby-sitter Say she wish she could cut my dick off and take it with her I say hold up She say she just playing Then I falls in that pussy like quick sand Hot sex and cold wine She left that nigga hanging like a clothes line I cut my phones off both lines It's about to get nasty pork rinds She came hard both times We both say we single and we both lying We both wrong but it feel right Put your hands up if you single for the night Yeah I'm single Nigga had to cancel that bitch like Nino I ain't tripping on nothing I'm sipping on something And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me And I'm single yeah I'm single And I'm single tonight I'm single And I ain't tripping on nothing I'm sipping on something And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me tonight We fall asleep naked we wake up naked You know what that means pussy for breakfast And I know how she likes it I'm a psychic And she be by herself she a loner Trukfit I'm the owner I make her moan call her Mona I'd have a threesome if they cloned her And me I'm purple kush forever I'm purple drank forever That dick make her feel retarded She say I make her feel special When I ain't thinking 'bout them other hoes Ever since you put that pussy on me I told her put that pussy on me right And I'mma change your life And don't sit on top of this dick if you're scared of heights And shawty be like This pussy for you I ask her is it true And she say like a horseshoe She got that nigga name covered that's a war wound She lay me on my back and ride this dick like vroom-vroom Then I turn on the lights yeah And look in her eyes Girl that pussy too tight You need a pussy massage She got a body like a mermaid She a plus first aid They ask me what's her race and I say first place Tunechi Tell her I skate And shawty down to earth but bitch I need my space And she gon' ride this dick I had a long day She say cum anywhere you want I give her Santa Clause face We gon' turn up tonight That pussy feel new But we been fucking way before I went to Rikers Island And now she got a man I think he gayer than a stylist I wish we were both single like a couple dollars And when we get together she be on that Miley Cyrus So we eat each other up like some Somalians She know I got a girl but she keep this shit a thousand Whenever we together she don't ever ask about her She just be like this pussy for you I say come and eat this bone and stop eating dog food And she got that nigga name covered that's a war wound And she lay me on my back and then she blow me like boom Then I turn on the lights yeah Then look in her eyes Girl that pussy too tight you need a pussy massage She got a body like a mermaid she a plus first aid I put her in her place and that's first place You feel like Kool-Aid in a wine glass witchyo' fine ass You fine as two grapes gettin' stomped out by a giant cask You the best dressed with ya breasts showin' Like a salad no dressing take ya to ya favorite restaurant Ask for the bread then fuck in the restroom They don't ask for a pass when yo ass waltz in my dress room You the best bride and I'm the best groom Wedding presents got my best man at the Best Buy Buyin' the Best of Fresh Prince for the bedroom And I'mma buy a summer house with a rec room And a car with no backseat and some leg room And some strawberries and some chocolate And a fridge and some broccoli 'Cause I know you like vegetables even though I don't I won't say I won't eat it if you chef it Fuck it I'll hire Geoffrey to get a beverage if you should ever get parched You feel like Ruby Dee to me great and powerful Ossie Who's behind the man behind the curtain Foxy Coffee brown as the bosom I flew in on Nose round like the wheels that my rims spin on Lips full like the light on the dash was flickin' oh wait it wasn't Oh and I forgot I'll take a microwave or oven So we could kick the butler out and we can make a muffin Maybe bake a dozen my homeboy like your sister Maybe they can bake some cousins ooh isn't that sweet You feel like Kool-Aid in a wine glass Give you the world if it was for me My diamond grill make it hard to see I'm lying through my teeth And now I'm flying on my PJ looking at the clouds Thinking about yo ass and how it look like a big smile I get mental flashbacks of your ass crack let me get back on track You say I act like I don't miss you that's because I don't act But anyway we can role-play or get straight to it Sorry my mind in the gutter better yet sewer And she know me and whoever together she hope we comin' loose She told me that if she ain't the one she gon' throw up the deuce I laughed at her we took a bath together and splashed each other That'd be unfortunate we'd have to rob a fortune teller But I swear I think I love you fingers crossed in my pocket Okay that's a dead subject you bring it up that's a zombie You remind me of my memory ain't what it used to be She said she ain't trippin' I know because I move my feet And when she figure out that she been swindled I'll be cleaning that love bird shit off of my window How many times I gotta say it for it to count Are you counting I loved the pictures I needed that I swear I did I was just thinking about you when you sent them too You don't believe me I know I ain't lookin' back nigga I'm a douchebag to these pussy ass niggas Hammer in my draws but I nail your bitch Blunts like fingers I'm bout to make a fist Everybody die gon' bury me alive Grab life by the horns put the bullshit aside Glock clip full like the moon in the sky I'm at the gas station adding fuel to the fire Life ain't shit but bitches and money I pass that weed like I studied Bury me in fire and watch me phoenix Highway to Heaven I'm taking the scenic You tied to the track of my train of thoughts And controlling my thoughts is like taming sharks And these hoes wanna kick it with me I'm a sensei And I got fat pockets you niggas in shape Tools on deck tattoos on necks Life is a bitch I'll make her your ex Better turn to God before I turn to Godzilla How the fuck you gon' talk shit to diarrhea Motherfucker it's on I'm just rubbing 'em wrong Put a bug in my ear but not in my phone I'll have a broke motherfucker run in your home For a crumb and a bone I don't like to dream about gettin' paid You ain't gon hurt nobody like Kid 'n Play Ain't nothin' sweet but the codeine nigga Eyes hella red like chlorine in 'em I was gettin' that pussy I was gettin' that money Long hair don't care Hacksaw Jim Duggan Too high to take a breath too high to take a step Two rights don't make a wrong three rights make a left The cops on my dick the feds on my nerves I walk it like I talk it got legs on my words If she don't suck dick I don't give her that dick Got the world in my hands I'mma dribble that bitch Money is the issue full court pressure I like my blunt Nutty Professor I'm a straight rider with a getaway driver Hit you dead on the money now you dead on arrival I don't fuck with these niggas too old for new friends But never too rich for new money These niggas buying Haterade by the twelve pack Like two stomachs I'm laced up like two shoes Miss Goody Keep that ratchet nigga Trigger finger itchin' I'll scratch it nigga Blow your fuckin' brains out in traffic nigga Got green New Orleans St. Patrick nigga One bitch on the whip one on the phone The one on the phone is in front of your home Rest In Peace to the game 'cause I'm fresh to death Rest In Peace to the game tell 'em kill theyself Make your deathwish 'cause I'm too fresh 'Cause I'm fresh to death 'cause I'm fresh to death You go broke tryna get fresh like this Rest In Peace to the game 'cause I killed it I'm fresh to death I'm fresh to death What you talkin' I came out a coffin Drop it to the floor make that dick shake My homegirls slurp it like a milkshake All you niggas want some Nick cake If you eat ass I got a thick plate Weezay Weezay don't we do this very eazay I came from Trinidad on a temporary visa 'Cause motherfuckers know I put the hex on bitches I fuck a bitch over like I'm sexing bitches Tic-tac-toe then I put the X on bitches Point game I score who's next you bitches 'Cause all you niggas fake and all you niggas broke So all you niggas fuck you all you niggas choke 'Cause all you do is boast and argue over hoes So all you niggas toast 'cause all you deep throat word Fuck fuck your Lambo fuck fuck your Murcie I got more money in in my fucking purse Court side you in the C Section In Malibu I'm by a sea section And all these bitches is my sons yeah C-Section I'm a Republican voting for Mitt Romney You lazy bitches is fucking up the economy Out in Miami I be chilling with a zombie Diablo Alejandro dimelo Gandhi I'm the shit turn your nose up I do some bad bitches on my tour bus I do some bad bitches on my private jet If them bitches ain't fucking give them parachutes Walked up to a redbone like I'm the shit Told her give me that pussy and fuck my bitch Yeah skate rebel gun at my waist level I don't do pussy niggas but get the most pussy nigga I'm popping percs I'm sipping lean smoking pot like cooking dinner My homie T roll up my blunt skinnier than Rex Ryan I'm counting money I'm smoking plants call that shit math and science Now suck dick Trukfit snapback on your dog ass These niggas broke like Mr. Glass they don't want none Sister Act It's Young Money you bitch you my weed louder than pimp suits Your bitch swallow my pimp juice her pussy wetter than swim suits Swish Michael Phelps nigga in your ho Coupe the color of YooHoo rude boy free Buju Fuck wrong with these fuck niggas I been balling since ninety-eight Fuck y'all I'd rather skate shoot you up in your database I fell in love with drop tops I fell in love with shotguns Our guns bigger than cop guns y'all ain't spitting dry tongue I like wet pussy she like hard dick hard head make her soft fast Tatted up from head to toe guess you can call me a mark man Wayne soaring all my whores is whoring All you rappers is boring Trukfit hat and some Jordans haha yeah Tunechi bitch Dedication 4 ho Now I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you Now I know the only compass that I need Is the one that leads back to you She had cat eyes nine lives no tan lines thigh highs She ride me like a drive by I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi But that's neither here nor there she been contemplatin short hair She said she tryna be different but she just like the rest of these bitches But that's neither here nor there and my dick is her chair It be sexual warfare I be loaded like software Got so many hoes I'm hoeing but she the only one worth knowing And yeah I do my dirt but that's for the flowers to grow in I ain't tripping but she be tripping They ain't got shit on me but she keep sniffing Look girl just gimme that brain and I'll return the favor Them hoes say I'ma dog but how come I don't chase 'em I lick her with no chaser I pick her out a line up But she been wanting to break up since Dolce and Gabbana I drink tea she drink wine call it Tijuana I dying to meet her girl but she want me to meet her momma Swear I may go Issey Miyake Bond no. 9 The weed is funky but I'm smelling fine Tunechi I got that shit in my system Somebody gonna be my victim Eh so where you at with it 'Cause I can't do it by myself I need a ass-sistant That early morning that midnight That dick all in your windpipe some of her friends I dislike Some of your friends they alright sometimes I think y'all all dykes But fuck all that I'm on one don't wanna be with the wrong one That cold head that warm tongue my third leg run marathons I feel you like I'm blind girl can't you see It's meant to be So come to me then come for me my game cold one degree I'm rolling with two bad bitches 'cause misery loves company One sweet one sour my honeybee and my bumblebee I miss you in the worst way ride that dick no speed bumps No red lights no stop signs just get to Lil Tunechi Should I call somebody else 'cause girl it's almost twelve and this dick won't suck itself Girl you know it need some help it'd make a nigga's day I am sittin' on the clouds I got smoke coming from my seat I can play basketball with the moon I got the whole world at my feet Playin' touch football on marijuana street Or in a marijuana field you are so beneath my cleats Get high so high that I feel like lying Down in a cigar roll me up and smoke me Jumping off of a mountain into a sea of Codeine I'm at the top of the top but still I climb And if I should ever fall the ground will then turn to wine I am a prisoner locked up behind Xanax bars I have just boarded a plane without a pilot And violets are blue roses are red Daisies are yellow the flowers are dead I wish I could give you this feeling And if my dealer don't have no more Only once the drugs are done Do I feel like dying I feel like dying Only once the drugs are done Do I feel like dying I feel like dying Sleeping at the top nightmares of the bottom Everybody wanna be fly until you swat 'em But who am I to talk I ain't shittin' roses We in the same picture but we all got different poses Now I'm looking in my rear view I see the world in it I try to slow down and I get rear-ended Pause like a red light I'm dead right Highway to Heaven God do you see my headlights They say you don't know what you're doing 'til you stop doing it Well call me clueless 'cause I do this Attention all shooters I'm a shooting star Life is a course and I'ma shoot for par Searching for today instead I found tomorrow And I put that shit right back man I'll see what I find tomorrow It's like I have it all but I don't have to worry Married to the money a true love story Only God can judge me I don't need a jury Nothing standing in my way like nothing's my security Back to my journey that bullshit don't concern me If I knew I was going to jail I would have fucked my attorney If you sleeping on me nigga then I hope you toss and turnin' I'm so cold I'm hypothermic ask your bitch she will confirm it yeah Now what we doin' with it Keep opening your grill I'm barbecuin' with it I know my shit already tight so I ain't screwin' with it Some say this game is a joke well I hope they get it Okay I'm walking on needles sticking to the point Yeah the streets is talking I'm familiar with the voice I'm a gangsta by choice I hope my sons choose wiser I got this shit wrapped up bow and a ribbon That's them twin Glocks you can call them siblings And them bullets travel better hope I keep dribblin' I touch the sky get the clouds out my fingernails These bitches think they fly like Tinkerbell But they all on my wire like Stringer Bell I let them be 'cause you know how the sting'll feel Know how to whip that white girl I can spank her tail And I fuck up any track train derail Know how to roll never need training wheels And when the truth hurts I pop pain pills Uh all or nothing or nothing else I bleed reality I should cut myself Just had a bowl of riches and a cup of wealth And I ain't doing nothing but getting my share breathin' this air And Mack moms told me she gon' keep me in her prayers So I'm feeling alright I'm tryna stay aware And if you wanna trip then I'ma meet you there To my niggas in the game keep the game fair Players play coaches coach and cheerleaders cheer I'm trying to keep spirit when the ghost disappear I'm strapped up nigga fuck a gun law See me walking with a limp that's my gun walk Keep that ho shit over there And we don't shoot in the air I can't fuck with these niggas man these niggas gummy bears Hair trigger on the gun I pull that motherfucker's hair It's like man you can't trust nobody I don't even have a trust fund Don't buck nigga don't stunt nigga Don't duck nigga 'cause I duck hunt Bitch rock with me that Glock with me That chopper with me obviously I'mma empty this motherfucker That's fifty shots approximately Now fuck with me get fucked over Emergency room rushed over Hollow tips in the clip My gun loaded yours sober I pull your card like a lawn mower Fall back or I'm goin' forward I see you got your gun drawn I'll send you back to the drawin' board Walking 'round this motherfucker limpin' 'Cause the nose on the pistol 'bout as long as Scottie Pippen's On the molly and I'm twisted throw your body with the fishes Double back around that corner and I'm bodyin' the witness Uh real niggas don't talk much do drive-by's and walk-up's Lame rappers that talk tough get a broke jaw star-struck I don't fuck with lame niggas I got good aim nigga Pop a pill pop you my nickname is Pain Killer I'm still that same nigga Eastside I rep that Pussy niggas better get right or where I see you you get left at Use the rifle as my crutch that's my gun walk Or we can hold a conversation let the guns talk I'm strapped up nigga fuck a gun law See me walking with a limp that's my gun walk I don't do no arguin' I let the gun talk And it's no talkin' back when it go off You speechless when I cock back Oh yes I love her like Egyptian Want a description Her body's sickenin' I can be her prescription I can be her physician Sexual healing I can be her religion And now she's kneeling Praying to the ceiling I bless her As if she sneezed Must be the weather I dress her I am her sleeves I am her feathers She's fly flyer than you Flyer than me I love her she loves me too I love her three Times more than her mom Time will tell that I'm the nigga that She should We should Be wherever she wanna be Just say when And I know I be with cavemen But nevermind them She's Poison and I am Michael Bivins See I know that y'all don't hear me But she does Oh yes I love her like her dad told her No man Would ever love her Oh and I better be the only man Stickin' it Lickin' it like an envelope Mailin' it sealin' it read it I have written down Victoria's Secret Don't tell nobody Don't share your body with nobody Not even a finger I will cut it off and let him keep it That ass for Weezy baby And at my station We have sex orientation When I hit it she squint like them Orient Asians I do me I'm tryna dip my celery up in her bleu cheese And when she's butt-naked she's dressed to kill Faded off the Kush I'm gone Only 2 years old when daddy used to bring them hookers home Looking like my Grandma My niggas got that ammo Tunechi in this bitch nigga Y'all niggas bitch niggas Rats gon' rat And snakes gon' hiss nigga Baseball rich nigga do this shit for all my homies Where them bad bitches at Come and put that pussy on me Tunechi you a murderer boy you just be killing shit Yeah you know that money talk I am the ventriloquist Tranquilizer in the trunk put your ass to sleep man Birdman Junior got the world in my wingspan How you niggas want it Have it your way Burger King I get deep in that pussy dig her out surgery Fucking with a real nigga fucking right certainly Break in your fucking home take your life burglary Tools on deck Home Depot nigga Well if life is a bitch then mine a gold digger Yeah and all my bitches nasty like a cold dinner Everyday I go so hard and work my ass off I'm good I'm a hundred like a fastball Yeah we get fuck y'all money How you wanna play it That AK sleep on the side of my bed That's one eye closed one eye open Your cap get peeled like ibuprofen I'm sick I'm ill I ain't the nigga to fuck with It's a crazy world and life is shorter than Bushwick Young Money man we got this shit by a land slide Boy I send them Bloods at your ass like a tampon Uptown shit wet the whole party Weezy gon' ball bal' like Steve Harvey The heater I'mma tuck her I don't see no future in your fronting I be stunting hard Rap game dependent on me like a bungee cord Fear nobody but God almighty Shoot that motherfucker 'til I get arthritis I'm a beast I'm a ass I'm ahead of my class I'm a diamond in the rough like a baby in the trash I don't talk it I live it I paint a picture vivid And them pistols popping like they sitting in a skillet I go so hard go so mean I'm so New Orleans Told the judge I couldn't budge It was him or me Forget the bullshit and remember me Fuck nigga them fuck niggas My blunt bigger than these lil niggas Keep stuntin' with your bitch ass You'll get jacked and Jilled nigga Fuck wrong with these sissy niggas I'm smoking that Bill Bixby nigga I'm spendin money spendin money Ben Franklin dizzy nigga Your bitch on my dick I told her I was busy That pussy came gift-wrapped bow and a ribbon And if she bounce that ass then I'm dribblin That pussy so wet it turned into a Gremlin There's only one me ain't no equivalent She give me brain brain like trivia I got a black bitch and a red bitch I call them hoes Aunt Vivian Chopper knock your face off Black shades Ray Charles I be killing them hoes I got your ho up in my graveyard I ain't working with a full deck But I pull out that Ace card She grab that dick with 2 hands Like she about to pray for it Clips hanging no curfew Fuck you and who birthed you I'm shining like church shoes Birdman Jr. y'all birdfood I'm bout it I said I'm about to cum She opened her mouth water fountain When I'm on the scene I'm on that lean Bitch I'm drowsy Man I'm so high I don't know what I'm laughing about I got bars nigga and it's happy hour Ridin' round with them choppas not them ninas Ridin' with a bitch named Molly and she on Molly Bitch I put my foot in your ass karate Man these niggas can't see me like a diary Smoke that weed let's get irie Nina shut up that bitch got a silence Top of the gun there is a scope I close one eye I look like a pirate fuck it I'm getting my dick sucked I blow weed like it's dust Spacehead love pussy hate feds Just bought my girl a Ferrari Spider Told her drive it like it got 8 legs I'm a made nigga Makaveli That Mac-11 necessary I'm a hard head I pop the cherry No pussy no rats no Tom and Jerry They say your friends are your enemies Well my friends are imaginary I'm the motherfuckin resolution like the 1st of January My ride cold and my bitch hot I'm tired as hell but my dick not I don't gas no bitch no pit-stop Smoke Barney and Baby Bop Y'all niggas act like lady cops My niggas smoke like coffee shops That's syrup gang wafflehouse Gunfight I'll knock you out My bitch titties is poppin out We poppin up and we get it poppin Mask on gloves on Like Mickey Mouse clips stickin out Like Nicki's ass Smoking on that sticky bag Weezy F I'm big and bad Small feet but I kick your ass I'm the trigger man and that shooting star Eat that pussy like caviar She treat that dick just like a straw How you like them apples Microsoft Now wipe it off I do Liv on Sundays church Step off in that motherfucker fresher than some Certs Uuh Who the fuck is Stevie J I got the ball playing keepaway Kidnap your ass kill your ass Then hide your ass like an Easter Egg It's Hollygrove to my deathbed Just make sure my pillow's fluffed Hit a nigga with a million shots What you call that A million bucks Good weed we pass around Money talks mine got a nasty mouth It's Young Money Cash Money Til the motherfuckin day I'm Cashin Out Tunechi Riding round with them choppas not them ninas Your bitch wanna come over here where the grass is greener And if you passing that weed I'm the wide receiver LilTunechi follow the leader Bitch We trippy man Uh blue skies blue skies I see you with my red eyes Bust your fucking grape nigga Turn your shit to red wine Don't fuck up my high nigga I'm too gone bye nigga She get dick weed and ignored Thats a D.W.I. nigga My skin crawlin' my walls talkin' The pictures in here lookin' at me The ground movin' I'm seeing shit I'm blowing like I'm stuck in traffic I'm smoking on that strong Got me coughin' like I'm getting buried I've been fucking Mary-Jane I knew her when she was just Virgin Mary I'm stoned Mick Jagger I can run around Saturn Eyes rolling back And keep blinking like hazards I said king me king me With my mushroom crown on I graduated to better drugs My cap and gown on Don't knock me off my high horse What I do is my choice I'm high as the scoreboard Bitch look up at my points I'm trippin' out cotton mouth I got high and fell asleep loaded I woke up and got high again Shoutout to my weed man Shoutout to my lean man Pussy ass nigga wanna spark something I'm a gasoline can I'm high nigga don't blow it I trust it far as I could throw it I don't know if I'm coming or going T make my blunt a Samoan And I see lights flashing life passing Take a bitch home fuck like rabbits Styrofoam cups and wine glasses Shot glasses Hot flashes My tongue's numb I can't talk No balance my spine hurts My mind surf my eye jerks I try different drugs I'm diverse Goodbye Earth farewell High as Heaven eyes low as Hell Keep scratching keep biting my nails Keep lighting a L I'm a kite in the air I like weed brownies and cookies I'm straight but seeing crooked I got my trippy kit I hope I trip and fall in some pussy Musty herb in a Ziploc Twistin' up top notch Weed that I smoke straight off a boat Six foot bong tryna see what I toke This that Cali Kush I motivate not gloat All I need is Mary let the models do the coke Tryna get some Becky in the backseat of the Ghost Hit the weed man tell him that I need a bag Wake up every morning and I take a drag Take the blunt dip it in the lean then I laugh In your baby mama ear and I'm gonna smash They call me the trippy king don't try me nigga Juicy J with the Taylors Chinese eyes nigga Find out where your parents stay Tell my goons to go straight to your momma room What's in your pockets What's in your pocketbook We think the Bible's a comic book Bitch this Hollygrove too far from Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood I got cocaine that's so good Need a name call it milk Because milk does the body good I got this heat on my waist So somebody better monitor the thermometer I just eat pussy and pussy-ass niggas all day And I ain't even kinda full We used to drive back and forth with the work praying I done went from Hollygrove to H-Town Sometimes she doze off that's the lean I excuse it She say I never take her out we went to eat at Houston's Sometimes I doze off that's the lean I'm just snoozin' I still got Actavis nigga that's exclusive I see way too many hoes in my future I'm gon' nail all them hoes I'm Freddy Krueger Pimp Squad for life had to do this for Houston We used to drive back and forth with the work Praying the car don't break down We used to drive back and forth with Codeine cocaine the pills and pounds And we got back home safe and sound If you got pulled over you don't give police no names Or get killed and never found But I kept some money to bail out Momma used to say if I ever get caught They gon' put me under the jailhouse I'm too Hollygrove to go Hollywood One to the chest with this chopper Leave you with just arms and a head like a octopus I got this chopper protecting my livelihood I'm so good I'm so straight I'm secure Hammer on the dresser work on the stove I'm sitting on the counter blowing purp out my nose Red bone naked in the bed flexin' I say bitch I ain't impressed you must've got the wrong impression Man we living in hell like a deep breath Real niggas with real money real bitches with fake asses If she don't wanna fuck I get on my skateboard and I skate passed her Money on the table guns on the table Bitch I'm on that syrup tell that ho leggo my Eggo And my girlfriend is a choppa I finger fuck that ho Hello I am Tunechi you had me at hello Drop top Maybach clean like Ajax Man I don't fuck with none of you niggas like rednecks We got that work so come and get if we dont know you you pay tax I put a hole in your apple what that is apple jacks uh Pussy nigga I'll murder you then dance at your funeral Blood I'll have a nigga drinking his own blood communion Wake up like Bone Thugs I'll call your bluff pick the phone up Her titties fake but they look real cubic zirconia's Run up in your house spare the kids and kill the grown ups Your bitch call me when she hot Krispy Kreme donuts Shoutout to my new hoes shoutout to my old hoes I still wear that ass out like a wardrobe Bitch what they gonna say Still eating rappers on my fucking lunch break Bad yellow bitch with a tongue like a snake I let her suck my dick then I fuck her to some Drake And then I let that kush burn let that kush burn Yeah I let that kush burn Smoking gasoline bitch The booth on fire I'm in here getting higher Young Money bitch we at the top like barbwire Money on my mind I ain't thinking bout no bitch I'm talking bout that scratch like my muhfuckin throat itch Stop stuntin if you ballin buy your bitch somethin' Stayed on the same team like Tim Duncan Shit get real if ya scared go to catholic school And if we want it straight jacket like a padded room Shoot your ass a hundred times and stand over you Lil' Tunechi so fly I got arachnophobia Burn bitch AK in my firm grip Leap if you feeling like Kermit sermons Preach reach and I smoke your ass like Cheech I be faded like bleach double barrel Siamese I like my swisher obese fuck that bitch like police Fuck these haters with no grease you get chin checked goatee Money talks bitch and mine talks like Robin Leach That lean got me slow as Lisa Turtle ask Screech Bank card heavy my wallet like a barbell My girl got a fat cat I call that shit Garfield We'll bring the O.K. Corral to your doorbell We pull triggers not coattails I make lump sums oatmeal I'm stuntin' getting new money Trukfit money Mountain Dew money tell em I get better like fine wine I'm fire like cayenne Niggas gonna talk they ain't talking bout shit Niggas gonna bark I go Mike Vick Fuckin fuck niggas on that fuck shit Suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit And let that kush burn let that kush Yeah I let that kush burn Smoking gasoline bitch The booth on fire I'm in here getting higher Holla at a nigga if you want that Oscar Mayer When this shit dropped I was like sixteen Tryna get some head from a mixed thing big dreams Say goodbye to ripped jeans nigga got a job Had my little wad worst fear was getting robbed For my last fifty dollars that I had left over 5 dollars and they pop a nigga in his left shoulder Thirteen is on the whip kept my shit clean Actually that was my mama shit But I'm driving round town on my Obama shit Middle-class my ass just to get a tank of gas Had to run the guns up the street and pawn the shit But yeah I'm headed for a scholarship Little scrap game but I got a lot of lip Thats why them niggas don't like me and always wanna fight me A dumb nigga hate a smart mouth most likely I know the game I'm an expert Nigga how you gonna jump me if my legs work Nigga I'm gone showed up at the crib tryna bone And I ain't fuck yet 'cause her momma always home God damn Lord have mercy Please God don't let this little broad have herpes My nigga say she fast like Jackie Joyner-Kersee Gold medals if we gave hoes medals No rose petals on a bed in the ghettos Spiderman sheets got her singing falsetto Tall white tee's can't believe we used to wear those White folks looking at us like we're weirdos But we was only kiddos Grabbing titties in the club pocket full of skittle Tryna get the kitty was like tryna solve a riddle Tryna get to Diddy 'cause I murder instrumentals This that good old fashioned Mark Jackson Fucked then I'll pass y'all Utah Jazz-in' And ya'll borin' I don't play nigga I'm Mark Madsen Thats why my knots thick like a fucking Kardashian I'm not asking my nigga I don't need favors I'm in the streets with the fiends I done seen danger My team major we party like teenagers I'm in the green Range nigga I'm the Green Ranger Team major we party like teenagers I'm in the green Range nigga I'm the Green Ranger I don't even like this beat but fuck it I'mma only spit a few bars 'cause I don't like this beat Bitch I'm not old news I'm more like gold shoes She eat my whole dick she like Whole Foods They say I'm old school but I dropped out Drop ya body off at a cops house They throwing up them bricks you better box out My niggas got enough white to build Barack house I got my drawers on Sam Rothstein Magnum on my waist Rick Ross jeans I've been faded stone wash jeans New pussy new money New Orleans I murk you with that bitch scratch the serial number re-use it I'm bout to go banana puddin' You a dyke 'cause your man a pussy Hit you from the blindside no Sandra Bullock Never bite the hand that feeds you Always watch the hand that's cooking You already know what it is Cole World Special delivery at your front door Tell me something I don't know I'm flexing on 'em like torsos These niggas slipping like bar soap These niggas listening use Morse code Boy nigga sipping like parched throat These niggas talking that beef shit We'll check into it like the room's cheap And all we sell is the greatest feeling on Earth They paint me as a villain I just autograph the artwork Ain't got nothing left to prove unless I got to prove it in court Live fast die young and leave a beautiful corpse yes Lord My nigga order like twenty bricks I sent five bricks with four chicks Riding with these guns that's carpooling Bought extra clips when I dove in Miss Snow White we snowed in Nigga miss me with that ho shit Kill all rats I toast to that And watch everybody I toast wit Kill everybody you close with Just don't stick your nose in my bullshit 'Cause I close it like a clothespin The people that I rolls with Will leave holes in what you drove in If anyone in that car live You tell that nigga I owe him yeah I got my mind right my money right My head on my shoulder And my eyesight a little blurry but It's staying on my quota And we find out Mom's address And your head get mailed over Nigga you make that bed you lay in that bed Or get that bitch made over Tell me something I don't know I'll tell you something I do know Like money drugs bitches guns Got witches all in my broom closet Got little killers in JuCo We'll find out your business hours And pop up like new toast Like danger taste like glucose My shadow don't get too close To that new nigga with my old hoes Kudos For my niggas on Rikers Island back there playing Uno Getting swole like Popeye for niggas walking around like Bruno I'm in the bed with a duo laid up like two points AK to your face knock half off like coupons Too cool for school but I sold cool points to schoolboys Tell the cops We don't name drop that's like droppin newborns Nigga tell me somethin I don't know Like where the fuck did my heart go And show me somethin I haven't seen And give me what helped Martin sleep On the same night he had a dream And take me to where I've never been But not to where I never be in I ain't never scared but I'm scared of me Need weaponry especially if the treasury in jeopardy Need equity need credit cleaned To trafficking from peddling like everything From amphetamines to medicine These niggas sweeter than nectarine and Grenadine ha Tell me somethin I don't know Like what happened to hard coke You can call me Eddie 'cause I stay ready My family call me Eduardo I'm music to these bitches ears I hit that ass like the wrong note My bitch bad with corn rows With boots on in farm clothes You can find me prancin in the finest mansion With the finest dancerwith a height advantage She want cocaine pills and weed liquor and dick She gotta micro manage I'm just eatin rappers They go nice in salads With some diced up carrots I just like a challenge Psychopathic so psychopathic Nigga give me credit or my balance I'm so on it and however you want it You can get it tonight ho and all night ho I got the beat from fuckin' right ho I might go crazy on these niggas I don't give a motherfuck Run up in a nigga house and shoot his grandmother up What What I don't give a motherfuck Get ya baby kidnapped and ya baby-mother fucked It's tha Carter 3 bitch better put your supper up Hollygrove I throw it up like I'm trying to lose my gut Fuck is up Beat him up like a million uppercuts Got a million duffled up for the fuck of it shit Get on my level you can't get on my level You gon' need a space shuttle or a ladder that's forever However I'm better if not now then never Don't you ever fix your lips unless you 'bout to suck my dick Bitch swallow my words taste my thoughts And if it's too nasty spit it back at me Two more inches I'd have been in that casket According to the doctor I could've died in traffic Bounce right back on them bitches like Magic Abracadabra I'm up like Viagra I just do this shit for my clique like Adam Sandler I control hip-hop and I'mma keep it on my channel Watch me bitch watch me Bitch watch me but they cannot-see me like Hitler It's the New Orleans nightmare Money so old it's growing white hair Young Money baby yeah we right here I'ma make sure we ball 'til we fall like tears And mama don't cry your son can handle his I got her out the hood and put her in the hills Yeah when I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days And sure enough I got Miss Cita in a better place When I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days And sure enough we did exactly what I said No sitting at the table if you bringing nothing to it And I get straight to it like it's nothing to it And when SportsCenter poppin' everything stoppin' But you can't fool me I know what you watchin' Nigga that's me and I'm me I'm me times three Yeah if you got a problem I'm Einstein Yeah I'm yawnin' I'm so tired of ballin' Yeah only selling work to them workaholics Got guns bigger than you nigga I don't fuck with new niggas I blues your bitch ass hope somebody give you rhythm I got animal all in my floor take your shoes off at the door Niggas feed these bitches lies nigga don't food poison my ho I buy my drugs for the low like a coupon on at the store My niggas like Kanye with that good my niggas like Lou Rawls with that blow Niggas be sayin' they racked up don't let that Q-ball leave you broke I know you want a pat on the back but then those fools goin' see you choke I saw your bitch and she said she tryin' to move on and let go Boy I get up in that pussy and hit her with moves you don't even know Niggas be trippin' over these hoes I done came too far to get close I've been outchea gettin' bread and I don't need you all in my loaf If you stick your neck out there I'll have my goon's all at your throat Niggas be lukewarm at the most and when I'm through ballin' I coach Shout out to my nigga Mack gettin' his boo on in that Ghost I'm still coming off the top of the dome but it'd be on a tombstone if I wrote Tunechi My kids already rich and they don't even know These nigga's sayin' they playa's they ain't even scored My bitch rolling my weed she don't even smoke Everybody following me I ain't even Moses nigga Uh my cologne illegal in nine countries I found a way like it was hiding from me Yeah my weed good my sex better Bitch don't text me no long letters I'm ahead of the game I need a blowjob Most of these ho's ain't got no job And these niggas goin' buy em' everything You goin' fuck around and get the ho robbed I'm ahead of the game I need a haircut Used to hug the block I mean bear hug I woke up this morning dick rock hard dick harder than a armadillo Her mouth pussy or asshole life is full of hard decisions If she ain't fuckin' she get the boot let me write this bitch a parking ticket Ain't got time for love life all I know is get paid I'm high like Bonjour twisted like french braids I'm working that graveyard shift man these niggas been dead Uh I feel asleep in that pussy and I didn't even know I woke up and acted like I didn't even know her yeah Don't fuck with these fuck niggas you already know us I'm looking for that loud pack weedman bring the noise Pass that weed to the next nigga blunt longer than a tongue twista Hoes want this scud missile I'mma ball like Crystal Lil Tunchi Li young sex pistol new money no wrinkles I'm hard headed Ocho Dedication Cinco uh I am sippin' on that lean don't bring me no bottles ho I make it rain so hard flowers grow Hollygrove Four baby mamas no baby mama drama Bad bitch at home sleep I go home and sleep behind her uh Shout out to my weed man shout out to my lean man I'm sittin' on these motherfuckin' millions like a beanbag Fuck you don't judge me drug me then love me Eat me some pussy when I got the munchies I'm tripping tell Pippen to beam me up Scotty Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet That's no lie I'm so hot you pussy ass niggas Massengill I got them yellow Xanax I slipped on a banana peel Trukfit t-shirt blunt dipped in syrup Pass that weed around like some fuckin' hors d'oeuvres Man I'm shit faced and your bitch facin' she high too fuckin' right My number one fan you know what that mean Fuck All Night uh Uh nigga I fucked that bitch that's with ya And she send me naked pictures If I was you I wouldn't kiss her you know why You know why yeah uh now all my bad bitches say word You ain't never jocked no nigga you ain't never sweat no nigga Yeah you don't want none of these niggas Bitch I ain't one of these niggas ho I be doin' my own thing red bone with a tongue-ring We get home and she go straight for that head gun range Fuck your feelings I'm feelin' me you want real That's real as me All my homies ride or die all my bitches ride or die I look her pussy eye-to-eye then suck that motherfucker dry And bitch I still haven't invited your family When you walk in you see the art and gold Grammys I'ma just kill that pussy now it's just a closed casket Bitch be careful where you're bringin' your besties Satin sheets I ain't got time for no messes That exorcist told me my wifey possessive Adderall just so we can go restless We fuckin' all all night long no breakfast No confessions no questions we both professionals Now ride me like an open road no pedestrian You bought a car for the bitch I buy the narcs for the bitch You buy apartments and shit It's nice I just walked in this bitch You buy the art for the bitch Y'all argue too often and shit You always startin' some shit That should come off of the bench Shout out my homies I miss Nino and Tony and Mitch This ain't no call you and shit She wan' come snort all this shit She wan' go hard with a bitch She know what happens today She know we always forget And she just posted the shit And he just saw his lil bitch Tell him I want him to trip Tell him my guns gettin' skinny Tell him they're starvin' for this Give me the check give me the throne My hair is a minute too long Your bitch look like Rosetta Stone I made my bitch go get a clone Fuck 'em together and then on they own When they catch feelings I'm gone I'm whippin' the Winnie the Coupe I'm drivin' and sippin' the soup The shit made me drift in the coupe As long as I get to the stu' Ruler clip Rick the Ruler slick Pull up on your bitch you just called your bitch She on her Mula shit that's that truer shit Make you eat your words make you chew your shit Then we knockin' out every tooth you pick Nigga fuck you and fuck who you with Yeah my bitch broke but her booty fixed Wait I just popped a Perc another for dessert I washed it down with syrup I just left planet Earth ran into Captain Kirk I pop a Perc I'm trippy call me Perc Nowitzki Just call her Lewinsky blurry blurry vision I got a bitch in mind I call her anytime She taller but it's fine together we go sixty-nine And I can tell she's lyin' that's no lie Left her for a bossier bitch It cost me a arm and a dick I got me a naughtier bitch She suck on the balls and the stick I'm about to play golf with the bitch I'm way on Mars with the bitch She fuckin' with Martians and shit You shoppin' at Marshall's and shit And yeah your bitch gettin' trippy with me Want a quickie with me Say she wish that I had Nicki with me Say she'd lick her with me Wish you wish I had my nigga with me Bitch you washy-wishy y'all can't trick me Plus a main account with insane amounts That's somethin' to think about Plus the drank in route now I'm hangin' out Ready to drink me down ready to drain me out Plus my main in town and she came around Said they ain't her style But me me oh me I got the world in my hands I make it spin on my finger I'm a critical thinker I'm a hell of a smoker and a bit of a drinker yeah I see you with your palms in your pants But me me see me I got the world in my hands I make it spin on my finger I'm a hell of a smoker and a bit of a drinker Uhh I woke up this morning dick rock hard Ashed my blunt in my Grammy Award You can save your bullshit on your memory card If this real nigga business then you niggas unemployed Jumped on the celly called Makaveli He say he was gravy I say I was jelly Then I ran to the money like track and field nigga Now I think I'll have me a coffee with six sugars In a world full of ass-kissers and dick pullers I'm tryna walk a straight line but the line crooked I'm shooting for the stars astronauts dodge bullets Yeah I bought a brand new attitude The hate is music to my ears I got my dancin' shoes Sometimes we question shit that there is no answer to But I just built a house on I Don't Give a Fuck Avenue Uhh down on the ceiling looking up at the bed Life is a gamble better check the point spread And when life sucks I just enjoy the head I'm so sick of these niggas I need meds Uh smoking on that hallelujah thank you Jesus Help me focus on the future and not the previous Double R I'm a rebel with a reason Sometimes you gotta fight the devil with a demon Blood is in the streets and it is up to my knees Underground shit I see myself as a seed Living in the glass and everybody's looking But how can you get the picture if you don't know who took it This current affairs but who the hell cares Everybody's fighting over positions musical chairs On the road to redemption you gonna use a few spares I'm just fucking ready so I come prepared And the rockets red glare the bombs bursting in air Life is a rollercoaster but still unfair A blessing in disguise is right before our eyes But since it is in disguise we don't know that it's there And I see you with your palms in your pants But me me see me I got the world in my hands I make it spin on my finger I'm a critical thinker I'm a hell of a smoker and a bit of a drinker You know I ride for my motherfucking niggas Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger They tell me don't get high and I should try to make a living I tell 'em I'm a hustler and I'd rather make a killing My eyes get so wide as it rise in the skillet I let my bitch bag it if she steal it I'mma kill her I bulletproof the ride now I feel like armadillas And fuck your hospital Young Money we the illest And I ain't gotta lie when I tell you I'm the illest My flow is nasty like cyphilis Self-made G and them bitches know the business Relying on rap but in the kitchen I'm a chemist And when I was five my favorite movie was the Gremlins Ain't got shit to do with this but I just thought that I should mention You looking for divine and a little intervention And them birds don't fly without my permission I'm probably in the sky flying with the fishes Or maybe in the ocean swimming with the pigeons See my World is Different like Dwayne Wayne And if you want trouble bitch I want the same thang And you know that I'm gon' ride with my motherfucking niggas Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger Don't worry about mine I'mma grind 'til I get it And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit Switching lanes faster than she switch subjects Tell a bitch don't talk to me And if you're talking to them niggas don't talk for free And I hate when a nigga say talk is cheap 'Cause I'm the type that let money talk for me My flow is art unique My flow can part a sea By any means and you just sardines What do you expect I'm from New Orleans The majority of my city is riders They tried to make a brand new map without us But the tourists come down and spend too many dollars And no matter how you change it it'll still be ours And you don't want to fuck with a soldier Use your head or I'll take it off your shoulder Mail it to your Moms with a dozen of roses And you ain't got to know the alphabets to see I know my whole city is depending on me And I forget a lot of shit but I cannot forget the street And if you look high you'll see that I'm gonna be in it 'Cause the sky is the limit They tell me don't get high and I should try to make a living I tell 'em I'm a hustler and I'd rather make a killing 'Cause the sky is the limit Hands up in the air because the sky is the limit Can you see me up there The sky is the limit The sky is the limit If you don't remember nothing man the sky is the limit I swear to God I ain't nervous nah nah And I'm laughing at them pussy niggas And that pussy shit they doin' I'm getting cake like I'm Jewish My nigga Drake he Jewish Okay I swear to God I ain't nervous I swear to God I ain't nervous I say I swear to God I ain't nervous I got her workin twerkin and slurping my serpent Ain't got no problems in this bitch for certain I see you turnin up but your turn up ain't workin Just want some mouth and lip service And I got all my niggas in that truck like an Excursion Okay I'm straight at you no ricochet I fuck with real riders and they tickets paid For them dead presidents we will start digging graves I swear my momma trust my work So I give these hoes that work They say the best things in life are free That's why it cost for you to get murked And my pants sagging like fuck it I'm still on my business Spent my birthday in jail I was making bad decisions Saw my enemy at the light shot him up before it turned green Mane my niggas got them birds you ain't even got bird seeds Your bitch ride me like a go kart I play that pussy like Mozart I Mozart these hoes hearts then after that they worthless Man I swear to God I ain't nervous I said I swear to God I ain't nervous I don't know I swear to God I ain't nervous And that pussy don't get purchased ho Ain't got no problems in this bitch for certain I see you turnin up but your turn up ain't working I like em long haired and curvy And if niggas think it's a game I'll leave they brains on their jerseys She say she love me that's the molly talking She about to blow me like a signing bonus She got a nigga but he ain't me bitch I'm the original gangster he the remix Girl do you use that same mouth to kiss yo momma I say only God can judge me fuck your honor And her birthday suit is her pajamas She say I didn't know your dick was a recliner I'll punch your man in his eye give him a shiner I'll blind him him and whoever cosign him I get Adam like Yolonda Young Money Cash Money Obama It's fuck the world no condom If he twisted I'll unwind him And this pistol came with a silence But I swear to God he heard it yeah And I swear to God I ain't nervous nah Bitch I'm the God I should be rapping in a turban Ain't got no problems in this bitch and that's for certain I see you turning up but your turn up ain't working Baby I just want some mouth and lip service She gone ride this dick like the Kentucky Derby On that Patron I'm swerving game tight like virgins I got a bad bitch she Persian call her AK when she's squirting You see the niggas I'm with that boy Boo the shit As long as I got a face yo bitch got a place to sit Yea I'm wilding off them shroomies Ain't got no worries like Tunechi All my chicks be bougie Wanna hold hands then watch movies I be goddamned make a nigga lose it Ain't no talking lets get to it Real niggas winning fake niggas losing Bitch I'll leave that pussy with bruises I swear to God I ain't nervous No you know I swear to God I ain't nervous I got her workin twerkin and slurping my serpent Ain't got no problems in this bitch and that's for certain You fuck with Tunechi you'll end up a missing person She got Lil Tunechi on her booty in cursive I'm getting head behind the Maybach curtains Never question greatness never question greatness Tell 'em never question greatness I'm so high I feel weightless All my shooters are courageous and All I've been doin' is celebratin' Don't even know what I'm celebratin' I know why you ain't celebratin' 'cause you ain't sellin' nothin' They got niggas catchin' cases while we out here catchin' breaks And I'm gon' shoot it if I wave it shoot it if I wave it Do yourself a favor save yourself 'cause I can't save yah Know you see me in that Rolls Royce glass house that nigga hands down No givin' up no layin' down all red ant pile Ride around with that strap out 'cause my Rolls Royce glass house Whack weed get ashed out put Persian rugs in the crack house All y'all that lashed out I'll come see what that's 'bout But you don't need to call the fireman to put a mothafuckin' match out I can't remember my last drought all my niggas' smashmouth Got pure coke brand new birds we get 'em as soon as they hatch slime And you know the driveway too big when you ain't gotta back out Paper chase like cat mouse my nigga it It ain't a moment 'til I make it Have my cake and eat it too I want a bakery All I've been doin' is celebratin' Don't even know what I'm celebratin' I know why you ain't celebratin' 'cause you ain't sellin' nathin' They got niggas catchin' cases while we out here catchin' breaks And I'm gon' shoot it if I wave it shoot it if I wave it Do yourself a favor save yourself 'cause I can't save yah Know you see me 'cause my roof all in my trunk Know he dead when the horn honk Niggas say they kings they lyin' boy you talkin' to a card shark I already made my mark please don't think I just pop corks Got these voices in my head screamin' can't believe they're not hoarse Bitch I've been a beast since cartoon sheets It's real on the field I need new cleats outgrew these Catch you while you sleep turn your sheets to maroon sheets Them choppers turn your homeboys into amputees And that's not a good look momma was a chef but daddy cooked the work Look we treat them triggers like repeat buttons Leave it all out there or leave nothin' Like the world a crystal ball I keep rubbin' it Ain't a moment 'til I make it It ain't a moment 'til I make it Have my cake and eat it too I want a bakery All I've been doin' is celebratin' I don't even know what I'm celebratin' I know why you ain't celebratin' 'cause you ain't sellin' nathin' They got people catchin' cases while we out here catchin' breaks And I'm gon' shoot it if I wave it shoot it if I wave it Do yourself a favor save yourself 'cause I can't save yah Can't nobody save yah New Orleans pride and savior I feel like feel like I'm on my final caper Uh and I'm about to smoke one pass out OG kush hashed out She only want alcohol and trees fuck that you gotta branch out I camp out by a rat house wait 'til he turn the lamp out Still drownin' in the fuckin' money y'all niggas look like y'all swam out In this bitch gats out in this bitch She say she can come and help my fat wallet get fit I told her that's not in this script I don't see that in the script I'm smokin' gettin' head lookin' down tryna read lips I'm about to go up up and away Dick in your mouth fuck what you say You sweet as pie a muffin or cake Dick in her mouth I'm fuckin' her face Live for the night sleep in the day Get high as fuck sleep it away I am a dog you sheep in the gate Weezy bitch I'm deeper than space Floating away like a leaf on the lake I'm gone like delete and erase Talk that shit I walk that shit Pills weed all that shit If the bitch is bad I'mma call that bitch Get pussy ass all that shit Umh what they talking about I go hard they soft as a couch I'm running 'em in and walking 'em out Cars so cold I parked in the house Flows so raw this beat is pregnant Flow so tight it's yeast infected Kill 'em all when they least expect it Money tall Lisa Leslie YMCMB connection Rappers is what I eat for breakfast Woman up in my sheets is sexy If she ain't fucking she can exit Gun tucked in the waist I'll bust in ya face I ain't got nothing to say but up up and away You're going a little bit too far Ain't this a bitch I just saw my bitch kiss a bitch You're lucky I don't kill your ass But you can still get pistol whipped Sharper than a pencil tip Bitch don't even fix your lip Forty calibre with the extended clip Ain't gon' be no incident Skinny jeans red Vans Skully on money long Her mouth is like my house So I guess you can say I'm coming home You're wyling out then we're riding out Now your hiding out honeycomb I'm laughing to the bank Like I just broke my fucking funny bone What's really good five I'm over here smoking that really good fire Eyes so low I look blind But the stove on my waist cook fine I be with niggas that took lives And niggas that'll take it outside And niggas that'll take it to your crib Take the baby out the crib and rape housewives I'm gon' get so wasted They gon' have to carry me out this bitch I took over this rap shit These rappers are just my hostages Let's cut to the chase my bitch no habla ingles But I ain't got nothing to say but up up and away Up up and away up up and away Man I'm so high I come down in a couple of days Up up and away up up and away Man I'm so high I come down in a couple of days Weezy You're going a little bit too far Up up and away Up up and away Fuck with a nigga if you fuck with a nigga Fuck with me good luck to the nigga Straps on deck so fuck that nigga Leave you looking like lightning struck that nigga Racks on deck I'm rich as shit I'm calling my bitch the shit Walking around on my fuck it shit I done did everything on my bucket list Fuck that shit I'm Superbad I don't give a Hoover damn Man I son all these niggas They should have a stupid tan Ha President Carter vote for Lil Wayne Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change I'm pumping your brakes I'm jumping the gates And I ain't got nothing to say but up up and away Uh boy shorts wife beater Now let me see it I'm a sightseer She was sleeping on me but she's a light sleeper I make her cum first then I follow the leader I talk shit I hope it matters We climax without the ladder Can't desert the future no Nevada Her body is a weapon fuck her I spent the night in heaven I slept with an angel And when we finish I swear that pussy said thank you And I go down south Louisiana Then we take a shower together and wash each others back And if she kick it off I'ma run it back And then she say my name like I forgot it She crazy about that dick Lorena Bobbitt Love be the pilot but it's kamikaze Yeah body language girl let's talk about it Freedom of speech Weezy a beast Open her up like a book read it and weep Yeah thinking bout you girl got my mind on E You know them other niggas ain't me Just sit on my grill that's that tailgate for ya I put it together common denominator I tear it up like loose leaf paper I got drinks on chill my bedroom huge I knock her lights out I blow her fuse See we don't even fuck no more we make love And now shes on the tip of my tongue my taste buds 'Cause she my honey bee yeah buzz buzz And now I'm itching and scratching that's that love bug Baby won't you spend the night And if you promise me tonight Yeah Baby that you'll let me in then I'mma make you feel so special girl I'm a knuckle-throwin' knucklehead what that motherfucker said Bring that ruckus up in here throwin' bottles chuckin' chairs Got the pretty models duckin' breakin' heels and chippin' nails Turn around and go right back to breakin' down my cigarillo Climbin' up with Suga Hill slidin' down in somethin' new Spilling Gin and jungle juice and I got that lumber too And I brought a fuckin' zoo tear this shit up and chuck a deuce This triple C they Triple L lames love to lose A hundred million in my horoscope 'bout to show you a horror show Boot you fuckin' head off your collar bone Them niggas 'cidal bums flinchin' at the sight of arms Pussy niggas ain't eatin' but we fry the farm Beat a nigga down 'til he left without a vital sign I run off in your fuckin' shit damn now I got shit stains All these fuckin' tattoos and I ain't got one bitch name Got a pocket full of ass-whoopings I'm givin' 'em out like nicknames What's up with your fist game You'll catch a hook fish hang Watch me cock the Nina call that rough sex Knock your head off you just a rough neck And if I'm shootin' at ya nigga all net Ain't no world peace just Ron Artest Life is a gamble dyin' is your best bet Got a scope on the pistol give your ass fresh breath Give my fist a kiss nigga Fuck with me wrong take me out my zone And I'll knock the motherfuckin' snow off your cone my nigga Man it stink in this bitch What's really good nigga I'm feelin' good nigga Rest in peace lil' Wesley Wes A pussy-ass nigga always kill a good nigga I'm high as Heaven I'll pop the reverend and stop the wedding Got more money than memories in the bank don't forget it Clean em up my team is up I'm high as Scotty beam me up They say we all gotta pay the price fuck it man ring me up Fuckin' right I skate ho pussy is my scapegoat And all these pussy-ass niggas that's hatin' kiss my ass besos I'm a genius take notes I'll split your egg to the egg yolk I'll be dead before I be dead broke Still burn money my bread toast Fuck it if you got it spend it nigga But just keep your two pennies nigga Start shit and I'll end it nigga Don't open your mouth I'm a dentist nigga Lil' Tunechi give my fist a kiss nigga Fuck with me wrong take me out my zone I'll bring it to your chest make you king me like Kong my nigga What you drink in this bitch I'll give you a whole bottle of it to your face nigga This motherfucking D'usse got me sweating and shit Okay nigga I got 'em point 'em out and I got 'em Let 'em get a lil buzz then we robbing for pollen We ain't killing no minors you niggas still in the minors And your bitch we gonna blind her can't pick us out of the lineup I swear lord knows I'ma murk one of these niggas Shoot you in your earth and get earthworms on me nigga I been did my time I'm getting better with time But real niggas don't whine we'll burn down your vineyard I been balling since cornrows still ducking the narcos My little niggas in war mode you spark it up we charcoal Got a bad bitch with long hair that have bad days when the mall closed I'm a big dog big doghouse make ashtrays out of dog bowls yeah Blessings on top of sins resting with topless twins Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the lens In the restaurant I'm with Slim wrestling with lobster limbs Talking about some M's it's sounding like gospel hymns Hollygrove nigga rest in peace Lil Kevin Rest in peace Lil Beezy rest in peace Big Sausage The world is mine I am selfish I am a shark fuck them shellfish Everybody in the building well I left that bitch like Elvis Pops treated mom like Billie Jean Like hot sauce I put it on everything I'ma give that fucking woman everything everything Here we go bitch I'm cool Coolio How many fish did Hootie blow I don't know fuck who knows I got a redbone with two golds And she snort too much of that Michael Jackson That bitch gonna need a new nose I ain't got time for you hoes Shit I only have two goals Now I'm riding 'round the city with the top off the Maybach Looking for a motherfucking spot we can skate at Elvis left the building and I take these hoes to Graceland And I got more bounce to the twenty-eight grams I ain't stunting these niggas This for my niggas we shall overcome bitch From New Orleans niggas dying over dumb shit You know we give the pastor hell make the nun strip Yeah I might have them bricks call me Brick Cannon Nina on my lap what you want from Santa I might get money fuck bitches Kill niggas and smoke weed I'm married to this real shit And I'm a wife beater no sleeves Do it for my hood That forty-four ain't no good You better bring that chopper 'Cause we gonna have them choppers Yeah I do it for my hood My nigga Hood in this bitch Shout out my nigga Lil Twist my lil brother He just passed out in the club the other night off that D'usse Threw up on the owner Owner talkin' about he wanted his money back He wanted half of the money back Twist took all the money and left That's some Young Money shit Rest in peace Cedar Frogg Dick in your mouth while you're yawnin' I'm goin' in Gudda why they started me Marley why they started me I'll bring it to your front door like you ordered me Back in this bitch but a lot more rich On my Papa Bear shit need hot porridge Got a lot more shit than you can ever fathom A big-head nigga couldn't even imagine The shit I do most doers never done I'mma fuck this beat ya bitch ooh ya better cum Bet I run this shit I don't run from shit I'll still beat your ass like a fucking drumstick Weezy Fucking Baby baby make the ladies come quick The money can't fit in my pockets but I'll bet that gun fit And I'm so unfit 'cause all I eat is rappers And these rappers ain't shit I like my fast food faster Syrup got me slow like a turtle 'round this ho And I'm flyer than the highest-flying bird around this ho Whats the word around this ho You'll get served around this ho Yeah you'll get served like a fucking hors d'oeuvre around this ho I don't splurge around no ho no I don't shine in front of no bitch I don't know why in the fuck your bitch keep coming by I done fucked your bitch a hundred times What the fuck your bitch got on her mind My fucking dick I call her dickhead spicy like a Big Red Strike you like a Bic head your flow sick My shit dead You should see my eleven year old daughter do they dance Gun on the waistline leave you in the wasteland We are not the same I am a Martian this is Space Jam Motherfucking caveman beating on my chest Young Money Cash Money and I'm eating all the rest Nigga no offense sorry if you're offended Riding high like I'm on fifty-four inches Man I'd rather chill with fifty-four bitches Mr. Officer stop arresting your bitches Stop lettin' the messy hoes mess with your business Mickey Mouse cheese hip-hop Walt Disney Sheesh gosh Oshkosh B'gosh Smokin' on that Bob Marley listenin' to Pete Tosh Why when we say we Young Mula The bitches leave y'all and relay run to us And payday comes sooner than later 'round here And you see my sharks like they got some bait around here Hey you better stop the hate around there Before Tommy Mack and Nina debate around there Yeah you see it in my face I don't care Whole court hearing trial and the case around there I'm the best thing yet I know I got that thing wet Everybody wanna be fly but don't know where their wings at Huh had to pause for a minute Now I'm right back in it like the drawers of the women On a scale of one to ten my girl be a twenty My girls so bad make a nigga think he's sinnin' My goons so gritty my goons is so with me Haters gotta go on iTunes to go get me Gators matadors baboons and those grizzlies All come out me when I'm on the microphonr Mic check two three I am different like blue pee And my girls be half naked like Betty Boop be Like a hoopty man the boy been ridin' And I ain't gassed up 'cause I'm more like a hybrid You think I'm stuntin' but no I'm just survivin' And I've been here but my soul is just arrivin' Look up in the air it's a crow it's a robin No Ceilings full dose I'm prescribin' Medication free and for meditation we Smoke some better tastin' weed that you'll ever taste or see Riding through the desert on a camel back I done been Riding through wherever with the hammer strapped I ain't lying I can do whatever if I'm planning that So I got my guns let's dance like FannyPack And we cook the hard cut the soft and bring the whammies back Mafio bitch where your motherfucking family at Call my nigga Gudda if you trying to get your mammy back All up in another nigga's woman I be ramming that Seeing through these see-through niggas like they're laminate Hip-hop so contaminate I swear just examine it And I'm such a philanthropist the God to these Evangelists I dress so Los Angeles but I love Miami though I act so New Orleans yes I go Pistachios That means I go nuts on any beat they throw at me And the bitches is so at me and you know what they throw at me All this other shit I'm talkin' 'bout they think they know it I've been praying for somebody to save me no one's heroic And my life don't even matter I know it I know it I know I'm hurting deep down but can't show it I never had a place to call my own I never had a home ain't nobody callin' my phone Where you been Where you at What's on your mind They say every life precious but nobody care about mine It's the very first breath When your head's been drowning underwater And it's the lightness in the air When you're there Chest to chest with a lover It's holding on though the road's long And seeing light in the darkest things And when you stare at your reflection Finally knowing who it is I know that you'll thank God you did I know where you been where you are where you goin' I know you're the reason I believe in life What's the day without a little night I'm just tryna shed a little light It can be hard It can be so hard But you gotta live right now You got everything to give right now Pain don't hurt the same I know The lane I travel feels alone But I'm moving 'til my legs give out And I see my tears melt in the snow Gotta paint a picture when I write like this Tales from my hood not a sight like this Where they up to no good on a night like this And they murder motherfuckers just 'cause Type of shit I see you probably wonder where I was I was in the crib just sittin' on the rug Basedheads comin' through lookin' for the plug Now born and raised in my area Beautiful by day by night it's hysteria Fuck around and bury ya tonight Ridin' with my homies on sight Momma tell me to come in at night Now I really gotta go but they never know Livin' life to the fullest I gotta blow In the kitchen over there next to the baby with the bib Goddamn what it feel like middle of the night Wakin' up scared for my life Never had the heat just a knife When the gat go blat like that Guarantee you it's a wrap Finna put you on your back like that Just breathe while their mama grieve Bullet to the dome like an Aleve Gotta leave for the premises to murder my nemesis No no uh uh just stop stop stop 'Fore they even call the cops Do it for the money and the bitches And the drugs and the props Tell me why another body even gotta drop Get shot off top for some shit that was gang related Livin' life like this Hope little Bobby never fight like this Stab a motherfucker with a knife like this All about the money on a night like this Run up in the crib put a bullet in your rib Got a lot to give but I never had the chance Never had the chance yeah Stay strapped but I hate it when I take it out If you want it I'ma lay it out Hope my little brother make it out Every night what I pray about what I pray about Check it uh yeah got a son on the way But I cling to the streets even though I wanna run away I imagine a better life Where I never had a debt in life Hit you with the gun in the dead of night Sellin' crack to my own pops Pushin' this weight on my own block If I sell a brick I can buy a house If they find the key they might lock me up But I take the chance 'Cause I need that shit and don't give a fuck Take the chance 'cause I need that shit and don't give a fuck Hit ya with the Beretta you better stay down Stray shots on the playground Livin' how I'm livin' with the life that I'm given Anybody that's ridin' with me I'm ridin' with 'em Show me the enemy and I'ma hit 'em The second I bit 'em I get 'em And hit 'em with the venom Ain't no need to pretend I'ma never do it I knew it already been through it I do it for the street for the fam for the life Anybody that's gang related Okay I was gone for a minute but I'm back now Sit the fuck back down Seem like everybody nowadays Hollywood Oh it's like that now I'ma show you mothafuckas how to act now I'ma show em how to act Okay now picture little Bobby just a youngin' runnin' round With his mans hammer in his hands feelin' like the man Run mothafucka run Before the popo get the gun put it to your brain like goddamn Everybody know you ain't about it Everything you talk about I know I can live without it Red light stop Green light go Everything ain't what it seem like Mothafucka I know Hold up what you mean where you been Bitch I been in This is merely the beginning again What you been living in A box under the bridge like Anthony Kiedis Looking for something to complete us And maybe lead us fuck an elitist Hell of a long way from equal is how they treat us Body of a builder with the mind of a fetus Turn on the television and see the vision they feed us And I wish I could erase that face facts I been knockin doors down like a Jehovah witness God as my witness I'm with this But on the real I think I need another witness Light skin mothafucka certified as a house nigga Well I'll be God damned go figure In my blood is the slave and the master It's like the devil playin spades with the pastor But he was born with the white privilege Man what the fuck is that White people told me as a child as a little boy playin with his toys I should be ashamed to be black And some black people look ashamed when I rap Like my great granddaddy didn't take a whip to the back Not accepted by the black or the white I don't give a fuck praise God I could see the light Everybody talkin' 'bout race this race that I wish I could erase that face facts Okay I was gone for a minute but I'm back now Sit the fuck back down Seem like everybody nowadays Hollywood Oh it's like that now I'ma show you mothafuckas how to act now I'ma show em how to act Ayy bitch I've been goin' and goin' like the Energizer Yeah I'm supplyin' the wood like Elijah In the cut smokin' on indica Might fuck around and compartmentalize ya They say they say life is a bitch And if that is the case then I'm finna surprise her No I am not an adviser but I do advise ya To pay attention never need to mention I'm that motherfucker bustin' heads Finna push it to the ledge Yeah I been smokin' my meds Ain't got no love for the feds Can't let fame go to yo head Fuck with me watch where you tread I'm finna kill it instead I'm finna I'm finna I'm finna And I wanna run it and I wanna keep it goin' and goin' Like infinity be the only entity to ever rip it apart From the start like this from the heart like this Finna murder it a million miles a minute no nitrous Everybody think that they do but they don't Swear to God that they would but they won't Spittin' riddles in the middle of a past-time Me in my mind feelin' divine like yeah I done made twenty million dollars I don't flex to be acknowledged At this point it's common knowledge All you haters been abolished You in the club throwin' dollars but I'm savin' mine so my kids go to college Or maybe whatever they wanna do Just as long as they never say He had to flex to be acknowledged He in the club throwin' dollars And now cannot afford to send me to college Daddy just wanna be loved Just like everybody wanna be accepted But somehow he had neglected No I cannot fuck with that shit No I cannot fuck with that Who you know dropped an album Back to back to back to back to back to back again I'm back again to snap again And goddamnit it ain't no other way around it Yeah it's happenin' 'cause I've been livin' in a world on my own Leave me alone I'm in the zone Where I've been prone to destroy shit You cannot avoid this whack mothafuckas have annoyed this Yes you know I enjoy this Preach mothafuckin' preach Yeah I'm tryna reach everybody in the streets Writin' words to the beats Each one teach one yeah I'm tryna reach one Who the beast one That be me on the top to the East one Tell me how you really wanna do it right now time to murder this Shout out everybody no fuckin' around ain't heard of this Heard of us we ain't goin' nowhere it's a herd of us Hold up roll up Levitated like I'm David Blaine Livin' a dream like I'm David Aames Talk all you want we are not the same Step in the spot now they know the name Sold more albums my first week than Harry Styles and Katy Perry That ain't a sign of the times Then I don't know what is man this shit is scary 'Cause bitch I've been blowin' up like explosives And I'm 3 for 3 like a free throw Anybody hatin' on the boy take a step back and then deep-throat Now my phone blowin' up like ring That Kevin Durant I'm a champion Check the numbers I'm a champion Can't sleep on the boy anymore But the haters that love to hate gon' pop an Ambien Know the name now they know the alias that's for sure Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'ma die alone Every diamond in my chain yeah that's a milestone People calling me asking me for money man The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid Skipping school with my homies and chiefing reefer for two days Running from the law living how I'm living fuck 'em all Hennessy in my cup driving through the sticks Who the bitch riding with me Man the devil tryna get me Motivated under-educated and hated But finally getting cake like a happy belated Buy it break it roll it light it smoke it inhale it Write it record it mix it master it press it up unveil it Feel like I've been waiting forever forever to inherit This is war I declare it Time is money I can't spare it Please decipher my linguistics Slow it down Robitussin I'm the king ain't no discussion And now we blowing up like spontaneous human combustion My consumption is the illest Section eight I know you feel this On the come up where they run up on you for nothing at all Brighter than eleven suns this the first where my funds EBT that's the card Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone Every diamond in my chain yeah that's a milestone People calling me asking me for money man The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone God damn god damn we at it again Me and my homies that know me blowing up like the Taliban Yeah my stress up but I'm blessed up Fuck around and get messed up When I murder the rhyme I'm living divine You know that I'm one of a kind Lemme get it right now ho Draped up and I'm dripped out right now ho Caked up 'til I cash out and I got 'em all wondering how so On the down low haters drown slow Oh God my God we got it all right Oh God my God we gotta get it right These fuckers facades they just a mirage right I said these fuckers facades they just a mirage right Tell me that they love me know damn well that they don't give a fuck I be on that finger flipping killing shit up in the cut That's what's up All these bitches out here tryna gas it up This is everything I ever wanted I can't pass it up Life changed in a year couldn't happen fast enough White Benz black card bitch better get your plastic up Man this shit is hella hard but we never acting up Live it up hold on to your dream don't ever give it up Finally had my share of success and shit I can't get enough Now they know my name through the nation 'Cause my single like that good shit man always in rotation Now they know Logic for Logic not through my affiliations Stacking profit on profit from this music I'm making Even Jesus had haters so when you feeling forsaken Tell 'em jealous Judases who this is and man that'll break 'em And bitch I'm still the same Dash of auto tune so y'all can feel the pain Broke as fuck back in that basement not a dollar to my name Chasing fame chasing glory 'til the day we make a story Positive that life ain't mine bitch you can take that shit to Maury Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone Every diamond in my chain yeah that's a milestone People calling me asking me for money man The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone I been working hard I been searching for God Little brother this is your sister you're busy I get you But I insist you call me back 'cause I miss you I wish you well well I wish you would call 'Cause lately it feel like I'm just not your sister at all all I'm sorry for calling and bawling I'm all in And I feel like I'm falling lately it feel like my children hate me You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped me And lately I I feel more and more like mommy I know I'm me but still You always seemed to pick up the phone and somehow I feel Better but you been answering me lesser and lesser So I resorted to the pills in my dresser I'm gone And as for he left and he ain't coming back I hate him and if I see him I swear I tell him that No longer cooking crack in my kitchen cutting an' selling that He broke my heart that relationship been to hell and back I been working hard I been searching for God I can feel the Devil around me as they all applaud Promise you won't forget me that you'll always be with me And even when you gone I can call whenever he hit me Under pressure I've been feeling under pressure Hey son this is your father don't mean to bother How are you Heard you were in town but I never saw ya Tried to call ya where are ya In Paris What a beautiful destination To perish right by the Eiffel come now please don't be spiteful Of all my small talk I think we're overdue a long talk When I see kids around the way I say how I'm your dad It gets me thinking 'bout incredible moments we've had And on the real I'm trying so hard not to bug you But do you think you could stop rapping about my drug use I'm two years clean no longer a fiend Yeah I'm fifty-seven but I feel nineteen And I love you I swear Bobby I know you're there And when the time is right I know that you gon' take care Of anything I need of your family Can I have some tickets to your next show Would you stand with me Can I have some money for my new honey that's hella fine I forgot to mention I got divorced from your step-mom My mind going crazy but I still look hella calm Maybe you could tell Drake I've been feeling under pressure Yeah dear family I'm so sorry that I've been distant Everything changed in an instant my time has been inconsistent I know that you been insisting I know that birthday I missed it I swore I told my assistant but I guess my mind is in another place Thoughts often in another world I started seeing another girl It fell through man what a world But I'm so focused on my craft on employing my staff Such a perfectionist I can't even finish this draft This letter to the ones I love the ones that I miss Brothers and sisters that hit me up just to reminisce Meanwhile people outside of my blood asking for favors I don't owe you a fucking thing you best switch your behavior Truly remarkable how I barely know you but somehow owe you When you don't even know 'bout the shit I go through We ain't spoken in a while tell me sister how your child Come now girl give me a smile come on girl don't do me foul Sorry I ain't call before but I'm calling you right now I heard that you was popping E stop resorting to the vowel How my mama how she doing does she know what I'm pursuing I ain't talk to her in years that relationship she ruined But sometimes I wake up and wonder just what the fuck I'm doing They say family is everything I swear that shit the truth I should spend it all with y'all but I spend it in the booth This is everything I love this is everything I need Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart it bleed This is everything I love everything I need Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart bleed Under pressure I've been feeling under pressure I can feel you in my lungs feel you in my veins Bloodstream only way to make it to my brain I tried some others but man they just not as good as you Going crazy 'cause I only feel this good with you Maybe I'm just not as strong as I once was When we're together lately I don't even feel a buzz I'm addicted to this shit like it was hard drugs Nikki baby I love you but now I gotta go 'Cause in the end what happens you already know Probably wonder where I been at I been laying low But in my mind I'm wondering what I'm paying for All these other bitches on my dick but I can't fuck with that You're the only girl I need I gotta have you back Even though you turn my lungs black Tell me where you been Jack Uh I know this shorty that go by the name of Mary I used to fuck her way back when I didn't know a thing Skipping school with all my homies on some truancy But when I ended things with her it was just you and me Doing me good that's what I thought at first Me and you together swear to God that's all that worked Away from you though man it's just so hard to work Uh my heart is hard at work We been together like ten years Goddamn took me as young man Everyday I wonder who I am who will I be where will I go What will they write upon my grave A free man born as a king who died as a slave But everything he gave her was for nothing though Oh no I can't fade that shit I gotta let you go You got me tripping like a flight to Vegas All this shit you got me doing man it's outrageous All I know is I'm living the life I never would Finally let you go I thought I never could Don't get me wrong can't forget the times shared Seem like everywhere I go I always know you're there Tried to run but my legs won't I look away but my head don't I love it when you're fresh I love it when I take your top off and we share the same breath I hate it that I need you Nikki But I love it when I feed you Nikki I hate that I bleed for you Uh I long and I need for you But I love it when I taste you Nothing can replace you I wish I could erase you you're everywhere I go But you're everywhere I long to be And all these other people that don't seem to understand I'm just a man they always ask what's wrong with me Man you're everything I crave You're the only thing I let in that would put me in the grave I'm a king you're my Coretta But lately I been feeling like a slave for the nicotine Said I'm a slave for the nicotine Been a slave for ya I'm a muthafuckin' slave for ya Slave for the nicotine Nikki Nikki slave for ya I'm a slave for ya Nikki I'm a muthafuckin' slave for ya All handwriting on the album's artwork was done by Big Lenbo Jesus Black Jesus I been feeling so down I think they should know now I think they should know what's up That's that road I been down I know how it go down I know how it go now what's up I feel like I don't belong I feel like my life is wrong I feel like I don't know what's up I ain't here to pick and choose I ain't here to sing the blues I'm just here to spread the clues I'm just here to spread the news Everybody know I do Listen I ain't ashamed to be white I ain't ashamed to be Black I ain't ashamed of my beautiful Mexican wife as a matter of fact I know you fucking with that And I'm not scared of the people who tell me I should be Do what you love and don't ever wonder what it could be Everybody from my hood everybody know I'm good Sometimes I'm misunderstood But that's just the uneducated that never related and feel like I'm fading off They feel like I'm fading I'm right out my mind Tell 'em Momma don't love me Daddy don't love me Wonder why I drown in the bubbly You could be anything you wanna be except the person you don't wanna be Let him hate let em love Wondering if everybody still like this up above When that push come to shove Make me wanna pull up with the with the gat in the glove like I just wanna be free Not a slave to the stereotype All alone in my room in the middle of the night I don't have the words but my stereo might I don't wanna be black I don't wanna be white I just wanna be a man today I don't wanna be a Christian Muslim gay straight or bi see you later bye Not perceived by the things I believe or the color of my skin Or the fact I'm attracted to her maybe him Or the fact I'm a single mother living all alone Looking for a man and a home to call my own But I already have one The only man I'ma ever need is my son Black is beautiful Be black and proud Fuck everybody hatin' on me right now I'm black and proud I'm just as white as that Mona Lisa I'm just as black as my cousin Keisha I'm biracial so bye Felicia Praise Black Jesus now call the preacher Maybe Jesus was black Maybe Jesus had dreads Spiderman should be black I vote for Glover instead Just ride with a mothafucka Keep it real never lie to a mothafucka hold me down With a senorita when she sippin' liquor by the liter That's royalty like the homie Gambino He know we be in the casino lightin' Cubans with a C-note I'ma fuck the game dare you to test my libido Comin' up shorter than Danny DeVito Whenever I step on the beat ho Like a killer on the creep flow Had my share of defeat but we still gon' eat ho While the fans bumpin' Welcome To Forever on repeat though Wonderin' if I'ma ever fall off Feelin' mad at the world wanna hit it with a sawed-off Blowin' up like a molotov This is war everybody ain't no reason I'ma call it off Get it right shout out to the homie Dizzy Wright So you know this shit about to be a busy night Oh my God they plottin' and schemin' Fuckboys rather me not even breathin' They tryna take my blessings away They gotta be demons I'm blessed everyday And not blessed like I'm sneezin' I'm healthy and well On top of my ship and I'm not even sinkin' And I could just sit back and say that I'm happy But can't spend a day without smokin' and drinkin' Got Champagne problems and I order more My wardrobe is Aura Gold I'm a young nigga with a older soul But still young enough to know I gotta know some more I made somethin' out of nothin' Sean Don the magician She doin' tricks with her pussy I guess she's a vagician Claimin' that we homies boy stop That's the type of shit I boycott Any nigga with a badge I don't even trust the boy scouts I got these good girls hoin' out Tell me what the fuck you know about Bein' that nigga that these niggas don't know about Then they throw you in the game And you mothafuckin' blow it out now everything is alright Hold up let me get my mind Let me get my mind right You know everything is alright Hatin' mothafuckas I wanna off 'em Hella endorphins got me livin' life to the coffin I'm coughin' wonderin' if I'm goin' insane But I be killin' 'cause I'm into the game Now lookin' back it's like ain't nothin' the same All these Spanish women watchin' me like a novela Hit you with a Beretta get you wetter than a umbrella Ain't nobody better do it like me I know a lot of mothafuckas don't like me and probably wanna fight me But I just keep the peace no need to keep a piece I keep my enemies on a leash capiche And keep it real for the people I reach I been there I done that done that this rap shit I run that Motherfucker this far from a comeback if one of us fall then we run back Can't let that social worker just snatch up my kin gotta get my son back 'Cause when they coming through that system don't give a fuck about you Everybody gonna die gonna go one day maybe it'll happen on a Monday Driving to work and get hit by a Hyundai fuck it let it all go one day I know I'ma get it like this living that life while they all reminisce Never regretted the second I said it I feel like I'm smarter I read it on Reddit You're fucking pathetic my etiquette murder ya predicate bitch I'm ahead of it yeah Yes I'ma die but I don't wonder why in the hell I'ma ride in the dead of it yeah I know know life on Earth is so unpredictable Tell me what I wouldn't wanna give for a life like this arm and a leg quite like this Fuck around wanna fight like this take a hike like this I might just might just I don't know Reinvention that's my intention Want so much more than this third-dimension That's not to mention my true ascension is a bigger picture No metaphor I'm being real with ya But it will hit ya like goddamn In a spaceship I'm in another system So futuristic on another mission But back on Earth everybody bitchin' I been in the kitchen Now the good book said we all the same and we kill each other but it's all in vain And we all to blame can't see the picture when it's out the frame Real talk I wanna grip the grain and just ride with ya build a family then die richer When ya get to heaven I'ma come and get ya Sit back and really get the picture This life yeah it done ate away hard times never stayed away But one thing I know day to day I'ma do somethin' before I fade away If you're dealing war backwards stay far We're dealing with truths and rights Come some more into my sight Yeah in London talkin' to Rhetorik 'bout my life and shit I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged No matter what happens everything ain't gon' be the same The incredible album what an incredible outcome I grip the mic and then talk to the people like I'm Malcolm I used to think the fame and money was the motivation Until I toured the world and met the people face to face and Understood that the power was harnessed in that basement It ain't about the money and notoriety It's about the people and making a difference in society But don't get it twisted this life I'm living is like a movie The Godfather the Goodfella wielding a Uzi One with the people if the people is wondering who's he Same level the same rebel that never settled Pullin' strings like Geppeto who overcame the ghetto And I know you wrote me and I still ain't answered 'Cause shit is different now it's forced upon me different stances I used to spend all my time conversing with you But now I write this song to let you know I'm hurting with you Shit is too big but let's be honest man it's kinda bittersweet Besides the shows and meet and greets y'all only see me on the street And even then that shit is rare I just don't go outside 'Cause honestly I don't fuck with this world I'd rather hide Shit I ain't perfect if you heard different then someone lied Actions speak louder than words I'd rather walk that shit Since the first album I'm one of the highest earners on the label Within six months I put the second one on they table I played sold out shows in parts of the world I can't pronounce Release the tickets watch them disappear when we announce Fuck all that murderous syllable shit right now just let me bounce The mood around me is people smokin' it by the ounce Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday with a hundred grand Don't fuck with checks so when I bounce I prefer cash in hand You know my first week looking crazy due to high demand 'Cause people don't buy music in this day and age they buy the brand There's ups and downs don't get me wrong but back when I ain't have shit Felt like I woulda sold my soul to make it with this rap shit Thank God he never let Lucifer close enough to ask Let me attain it by workin' hard and busting my ass Achieved a lot in life but what's a lot with more to gain At least I don't drink to avoid the hurt we call that champagne Come some more into my sight I've seen a lot of shit I shouldn't have but never forgot it though Brothers on the corner selling crack like it was nada though Walk inside my kitchen baking soda all up on the floor Police banging on the door while gripping a forty-four I was just a youngin' but this type of shit I've seen before Y'all see a white boy but my daddy a negro Half breed motherfucker grip the mic and he flow I just wanna spread love they want me to bleed slow I just wanna keep the peace and help people Give some of this money that I'm making to the people So if you hatin' on me goddamn you evil And just don't understand 'cause I'm flyer than Knievel Been through a lot of shit but I keep it on the J-Lo Never bustin' in 'em streets but I keep it G though I ain't into fairy tales I'm just me ho Only thing I talk about is everything that we know I heard you've got a fucking problem bitch I bet I beast Ain't no need to reach I don't need a piece I just kill 'em with kindness yeah we leave 'em deceased And tell it like it is so now you got it capeesh homie waddup We gon' live it up till we bring it back down I hope you live a long life hatin' Now watch every Grammy just to see who they nominating uh So successful they probably say I signed with Satan But I got God on my side always down to ride Don't get it twisted I ain't perfect in the least I'm still all up in your girl jeans like a crease Matter fact like a geneticist These rappers' records comin' out they so repetitive Shout out my homie Chance peace to Skizzy Mars Rattpack homie Castro we dropping bars It's all love man that shit is ours They never thought I'd make it shooting for the stars Yeah I'm a born sinner but it's a Cole world Shout out my homies that know me can't forget my old girl But that's a touchy subject like a priest I heard y'all finally eating over there we got a feast though Keep it Rattpack till the beat go You might not get the flow now let it seep though Fans know my lyrics deeper than the sea floor But we dumb it down so they spin it on the radio Racism all up in 'em that shit is irrelevant My flow is colorblind rapping for the hell of it I don't give a fuck my mindstate celibate Run quick tell a bitch rap getting me hella rich Out the blue like Ella Fitz my flow is so elegant Death before dishonor murderin' rappers in front of they momma's I rep Artanis decipher the word 'cause it's ebonics Reverse the letters and it spells Sinatra yes I gotcha bitch it's Logic This the type of shit they said they really wanted So I gave them this right here now go get blunted Check my last album all y'all know I run it Flipped the script just 'cause I could and fucking stunted This the type of shit my life is all about Check the Forbes list you know I'm ballin' out Fuck 'em all then I'ma dead it now Like oh I think I know I think I know This flow this super flow out of control Hold on let me bring it back Everybody know I'm bringing the facts And they wonder why I got it like that 'Cause I put everything right on the track And you know I'ma fuck around and let it go I been living like I been living you already know And these motherfuckers wanna take up on every mistake And I'm showing where I'm going And I'm knowing what I'm doing intuition never switching On a mission motherfucker why is you bitching Why is you bitching Like God damn I'm like Hold up wait a minute they ain't ready for the hook It's another day another book I feel like Indiana in Atlanta hotter than Havana Coming with the stamina Bitch put down your camera and live in the moment This shit right here everybody gon' want it so what up wit' it Any and everybody talk about the boy changing Y'all can just shut up wit' it 'cause I know Ain't none of y'all getting the flow boy My name is Logic if you don't know by now I'm always on my grind And at this moment in time I'm on a road when I write this rhyme Sitting behind Raheem Devaughn while he's passed out 'Bout to hit the station before our gas is out Look outside the window I see shorties with they asses out oh my Good god you know we fly Day dreaming out the window watch how buildings pass me by See I ain't signed but at this point in time Wonder of the world just might steal your girl All I do is rhyme and get money that's my repertoire Baby what's the deal have you ever heard of some shit so real It's going down feeling like a millionaire Riding with the top down while the rest of the world just stare All I do is rhyme all I do is get this money All I do is grind play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine tour the world ain't it funny Maybe at a house party while you getting lit Or while you cruising 'round town riding in a whip One thing's for sure you better get all of your friends here If a shorty like my music then she a Got a booty know how to use it homie yes I rocks her The second I jump on a stage I'm rocking it ain't nobody stopping it Whoever goes on after me I'm sorry you ain't topping it It's going down feeling like a millionaire Riding with the top down while the rest of the world just stare Ever since I was a youngin I knew I'd break in the game While you worshipped other rappers that leave you less entertained I was strategizing before the people knew my name Fame what I shall attain on the road to success Bumping Jay in the H.O.V. lane Searching for wisdom in women but only getting brain I'm one of a kind Okay it's RattPack 'til my pulse flat we keep it real no false rap I got four cards and they all black Got four broads and they all that Fall back 'cause I'm coming through With my whole team they coming too That's real too real motherfucker tell me how you feel I'm too good for my own good I won't leak the album I'll let it spill Number one bitch I bet it will due to numbers I said it will I played the game and I'm still the same And I'll never change just to get a deal I came from nothin' to somethin' like it's nothin' Yeah you know I done it nah there's no discussion Bitch I'm ballin' ballin' I made a promise to my mama I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch I'm ballin' ballin' closin' million dollar deals Catch me swervin' burning hundred dollar bills how it feel When you ballin' ballin' goin' places they'll never go It ain't all about the money but I stack it 'cause you never know I'ma live life 'til I overdose While they sleepin' on me that's comatose I went mainstream with my main team You just mad as fuck you ain't come close And ya' next girl is my ex-girl she fine as hell but she a mess girl All I do is rhyme I got no time so I can't reply to your text girl Bitch I'm back again and I'll run it Always gotta keep it one hundred All of y'all know y'all want it turn it up and get blunted Fuck the money fuck the fame I came here to fuck up the game gon' get it I'm feelin' myself Fresh to death bitch I'm killin' myself I'm gone We burnin' it up step in the building we turnin' it up Talkin' that shit but they'll never admit When I step to the mic I be murderin' it And we livin' real good mainstream but it's still good I got raw shit I got real shit But right now it's time for that feel good Fall back 'cause I'm coming through With my whole team they coming too I came from nothin' to somethin' like it's nothin' Yeah you know I done it nah there's no discussion Bitch I'm ballin' ballin' I made a promise to my mama I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas Catch me swervin' burning hundred dollar bills how it feel When you ballin' ballin' goin' places they'll never go It ain't all about the money but I stack it 'cause you never know Hold on let me slow it down so y'all get the shit These haters talk but I don't give a shit Got models bottles and the piff is lit But we ballin' kinda like Spalding and Rawlings On the road to riches never stallin' Got your girl all up all on my nuts But she do it with joy no almonds ugh Living life to perfection VIP that's the section Presidential watch presidential suites You would think we held an election It go Logic first then I'm up next I do not converse I just cut checks I do not rehearse I just drop the verse I need to cop a hearse 'cause I'm fresh to death I bet you never seen so much designer Never seen a nigga with a bitch that's finer Boy I stunt when I ain't even tryna Swaggin' is nice but first I'ma rhymer And I rep Maryland home of the Terrapins Say you spit crack homie we spit that heroin Bring it right to your front door like I'm carolin' Standing next to me would be so embarrassin' I came from nothin' to somethin' like it's nothin' Yeah you know I done it nah there's no discussion Bitch I'm ballin' ballin' I made a promise to my mama I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch I'm ballin' ballin' closin' million dollar deals Catch me swervin' burning hundred dollar bills how it feel When you ballin' ballin' goin' places they'll never go It ain't all about the money but I stack it 'cause you never know Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin' hit up my jeweler watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything but somehow eases Better believe than think down and leave us the baby cryin' Crack cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude I'll motherfuckin' kill him See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it As memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin' sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little Bobby just a youngin' skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble my homie in jail for robbery Welfare food stamps and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more momma on drugs daddy M.I.A What can I say I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the gods to the greats Never stolen I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan for talking outta your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest my chain is the chillest sub zero Far from a hero bitch I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer none other illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah my skin is vanilla but bitch I dare ya to test my killa Word to my homies up above we slinging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes despise lies told with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by busting and killing though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Take my kindness for weakness trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gon' remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me talking less of me Just 'cause I was doing what I love And the fans they say they love you But they push and they shove I just gave them twenty songs Now they want another hundred I just see it as a challenge I could do it bitch I run it Worldwide tours type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry 'Bout bitches and getting blunted Only difference is I'm stronger And better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me They tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged I just stop and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die Will I live Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page know my wisdom not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions That shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Okay now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice Take them back to way back when like Dennis the Menace Causin' mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice Smokin' weed and gettin' higher than a flight attendant Hip-hop descendant gold Jesus on my pendant Got to pull it out for everyone that's in attendance Okay back in the day as a College Park tenant Still can't believe I didn't get a shorty pregnant Man that's the definition of a life sentence A whole lot of beef no bread no lettuce 'Cause I couldn't keep it in my briefs man that's pathetic Fuck all that back and forth this ain't a game of tennis I'll be in my mothafuckin' chamber like the senate Scared to go outside but I know I can't prevent it I'm forever alone in my mind See I'm a self diagnosed hypochondriac Either at the crib or on the tour bus is where you'll find me at Yeah I know that I'm livin' like I got it okay yeah But I swear that I'm not that neurotic over here yeah Ayo fuck all that it's the fat young Jesus flow prestigious Stackin' money and playin' the field man like Regis Better believe us or leave us I went from surveyin' to Super Saiyan slayin' the man Bitches want an autograph I sign them titties in crayon like goddamn Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie Sippin' on a martini takin' my pick at bitches like eenie meenie I'm unscannable young cannibal eat wack MCs like Hannibal Okay the flow delicious bounty huntin' like Sid Vicious The young Spiegle interstellar with my retrieval Furthest from evil I throw this shit back like medieval I spit at it like a Beretta You know I get better by givin' the people Not a fuck given check the method that's how we livin' Always been driven out of sight and yet never hidden Bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye Ho I said I leave 'em dead I know I do Ay dios mio lookin' for a Latin Leo To hold a brother down like the white man Ayo enough's enough man of my word I never bluff Even in a pair of cuffs know we always keep it real Like goddamn don't even step like I ain't the man I gotta conceal it like a murder weapon I kept in the glove Ratt Pack you know it's all love We the realest so fuck you if you ain't feel this Throw a Molotov in your crib And tell them bitches to bill us we the illest Yes I did it while they bit it you know we got it Smack you with the palm save the back for your mom Sound the alarm you know we got it goin' on Living good I've been living good Rolling through my hood understood Just a youngin in this bitch up to no good In the whip every day with Nikki she be riding with me Never trip rolling through my city with hundreds and fifties Out the blue like a Crip We've been at it way before the fame psyche Take a trip little trip life is what you make of it I've been focused on this music can't fuck with no basic bitch Let me switch the flow up the flow up a little bit No I ain't just tryna hit hit get with this Bounce if you really 'bout it but I doubt it yes I do Seems like all this new shit really just left over residue I'm coming through If I see your bitch I bet she coming too what it do We ain't never switch it up we keep it true Out the blue like a Crip But I never bang though They know we've been at it way before the fame ho Way before the fame ho At it way before the way before the fame ho Way before the way before the fame ho Way before the fame Way before the at it way before the fame Way before the fame at it way before the fame We've been at it way before the fame Back again like I never left Had to take a breath 'Cause Nikki been fucking with me hardcore God goddamn that's my fucking jam They know who I am Bitch bounce homie smoke a ounce Fuck it make it count With my album date announced I pronounce I'm a killa Bumping everything from Project Pat to Dilla It's truly disgusting the amount of money that we gross Coast to coast nationwide tour then we hit the world Rub a dub if your bitch bad we might hit your girl RattPack know the deal What's the motto Keep it real I got it I want it I need it We live in an era where they get deleted I'm wondering if I'ma make it Man fuck it I'll take it that record I'll break it These bitches they love it but I never covet I just keep it going that's why I be flowing I'm already knowing this life that I'm living Don't know what I'm given It's so hard not to give in Locations where the album were recorded include No I.D's studio in Los Angeles Logic's house in the hills and various hotels across the country throughout the duration of the tour I feel the Aryan in my blood it's scarier than a Blood Been looking for holy water now I'm praying for a flood It feel like time passing me by slower than a slug While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a drug Will you hug me rub me on the back like a child Tell me you love me need me Promise me you'll never leave me Even though my daddy you know he blacker than the street With a fist to match more solid than concrete Tell white people I'm black feel the need to retreat Like I should be ashamed of my granddaddy Malik But my beautiful black brothers and sisters Want to act like I'm adopted Go back in time to when my nigga daddy Impregnated my cracker momma and stopped it Somebody pinch me Black man screaming trying to convince me I'm not black So why the white man wanna lynch me Damn my skin fair but life's not And I'd be lying if I said I didn't care what whites thought Looking around on the ground for a serpent to feed her Praying to God wondering why her baby daddy beat her Feeling like the devil finna come and defeat her All alone in the wintertime close to the heater Wondering what's gonna happen And how the world gonna treat her How could her momma mislead her And her daddy just leave her Like abracadabra when that magician pull on the lever Feeling innocent in a sense has got me feeling on the fence And all this shit is so intense Don't wanna go to this event Just wanna stay home and invent And somehow yeah that let me vent I'm taking shots and drinking liquor But that shit don't make a dent in how I'm feeling And yes I'm willing to keep chilling on this shit I know there's someone out there far away Who's feeling all this shit And yes I know that when I'm low There's so much further I can go And so I look up to the sky I feel the Aryan in my blood it's scarier than a Blood Been looking for holy water now I'm praying for a flood It feel like time passing me by slower than a slug While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a drug Will you hug me rub me on the back like a child Tell me you love me need me Promise me you'll never leave me Even though my daddy you know he blacker than the street With a fist to match more solid than concrete Tell white people I'm black feel the need to retreat Like I should be ashamed of my granddaddy Malik But my beautiful black brothers and sisters Want to act like I'm adopted Go back in time to when my nigga daddy Impregnated my cracker momma and stopped it Like the white woman said oh my Sometimes I can't get you out of my mind Baby no I just can't find I just can't find Such a beautiful state of mind Beautiful state of mind such a beautiful state of mind Sometimes everyday right on time But right now in my mind It feels like I'm living on borrowed time I feel the Aryan in my blood it's scarier than a Blood Been looking for holy water now I'm praying for a flood It feel like time passing me by slower than a slug While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a Will you hug me rub me on the back like a child Tell me you love me need me Promise me you'll never leave me Even though my daddy you know he blacker than the street With a fist to match more solid than con Tell white people I'm black feel the need to retreat Like I should be ashamed of my granddaddy Malik But my beautiful black brothers and sisters Want to act like I'm adopted Go back in time to when my nigga daddy Impregnated my cracker momma and stopped it Feeling innocent in a sense has got me feeling on the fence And all this shit is so intense Don't wanna go to this event Just wanna stay home and invent And somehow yeah that let me vent I'm taking shots and drinking liquor But that shit don't make a dent in how I'm feeling And yes I'm willing to keep chilling on this shit I know there's someone out there far away Who's feeling all this shit And yes I know that when I'm low There's so much further I can go And so I look up to the sky to the sky Looking around on the ground for a serpent to feed her Praying to God wondering why her baby daddy beat her Feeling like the devil finna come and defeat her All alone in the wintertime close to the heater Wondering what's gonna happen Look into my eyes Tell me you could see beyond the smile that I'm puttin' on This front that I'm puttin' up for you I spill my soul into a microphone With poems written in blood In hopes that it's enough for you I'll go harder for you In fact I rap till I collapse All I wanted was acceptance my latest lesson I'll never feel your approval till I accept my own Come from a messed up home destitute and less informed About the ways to raise a child up To not become a product Of his environment I need to cry and vent But I done built this wall up Actin' like everything's all good But in reality I'm lookin' for something Through bumpin' my favorite rappers I came up after Eyes closed I zone till five or so in the morn' I'm used to being alone Shit you know how long I've been out on my own Chasing dreams fantasies of a throne One day I wake up and see that it didn't exist all along Till then I will pen verses that fans consider brilliant Boosting my ego with every million that spills in I won't find solace so where's the logic in that Worrying 'bout if they think Logic could rap When it all goes back to a childhood need to be loved By parents that was in too deep with the drugs Nigga my advice fuck the black and white shit Be who you are identify as a star No one tells you you're that It's something that you just know The world be stealing your glow Your mama did what she could Her life was miles from good Your father fell in the trap They set for you when you black They met when they was low And therefore you a product of that And so your trauma is deep Don't bury it you should weep And clean it out of your system then truly forgive 'em Just my opinion only then can you find peace Just start to notice happiness don't come from album release I've been through it before Can only share with you what I know To be true but at the same time I'll never be you And you'll never be me no matter how hard that you try This is for youngins out there wondering how far you can fly The truth is that you could go further than the stars and the sky But if you want to then you ought to know why Are you running from something With hopes of becoming someone That's finally worthy of love Let me tell you now you're worthy enough Fuck approval from strangers that shit is dangerous as hell Find God learn to accept yourself And I'm gone accept Him I feel like the grass is green And everything I do is unseen But I know that's just in my mind I know everything is just in my mind Do you really wanna to be famous Do you really wanna be a superstar Do you really wanna get dangerous Do you even know where the groupies are Bitches out here be shameless And I really wonder where they parents are Look around everything changes It feels like I've been buried alive Everything happens for a reason People only in your life for seasons Word to Aunt Viv Death and taxes that's all we given You can make a life but can't make a livin' You can make it work but that still ain't driven Give a lot but that still ain't givin Livin' life like this ain't real though Every night like this I feel so dead wrong Collision is head on my vision is dead and gone Perception of right and wrong I been here so very long right here in this very song uh Look around everything changes Seem like everybody just strangers Don't go outside 'cause it's dangerous Why everybody wanna be famous I'm so OCD if they notice me I might jump out the grave so they know it's me Man everybody want this shit for free Hand out palm up when they get to me In my mind no I never let it get to me Everybody got a time will it get to me V's up motherfucka that's victory Tell me why what I'm doing ain't shit to me damn Buried alive but will I survive I gotta know I gotta know It feels like I've been buried alive buried alive Tell me how you feel I feel like the grass is green And everything I do is unseen But I know that's just in my mind I know everything is just in my mind Do you really wanna to be famous Do you really wanna be a superstar Do you really wanna get dangerous Do you even know where the groupies are Bitches out here be shameless And I really wonder where they parents are Look around everything changes It feels like I've been buried alive I'm feelin' this villainous feelin inside of my mind Every time that I'm willing I feel like I'm killin' my dreams When that voice goes nah nah nah Listen up now love it or hate it Never debate it you can never degrade it While all these other motherfuckers Probably thinking I made it I elevate it just to keep it innovative God damn bring it back now blowin' up like Iraq now RattPack put me on the map now No we never back down Just take my time I just take my time I know I'mma get it like this So everyone know that I did it like this Battle the image inside of my mind I know I'mma keep going Tell me I can't but I'm already knowing I know I'm gonna rise even though I've been It's the type of shit that they read about Like Chris said I gotta bleed it out I've been in the zone I can't be without This real shit that I be about I'm a visionary that's long term But Def Jam said they need it out If I rush this shit I might be without But I need a vision can't see without I've been patient never complacent Left the underground when I left the basement That's renovation I spit this verse like a revelation On the road with Kid Cudi and Biggie Conversations with No I.D Who made hits with Ye got hits with Jay Now he wanna fuck around and make hits with me If it's meant to be then it's meant to be Can't express what that meant to me what it mean to me Man I swear the shit like a dream to me what it seemed to be It's so different now everything is so different now I've been there and I've done that Tell 'em all that I run that that's a fun fact And I'm back again 'cause I love this shit Write it down and they publish it I went 5 years without a publicist 'Cause the word of mouth they in love with this I've been dreaming I've been scheming Went away a while but I've been fiending I've missed the fam but they know the deal Been at it way before the deal Now the music got mass appeal My main girl got ass appeal Like I feel the vibe that's the main thing Little fish that went mainstream Now I'm big as fuck My whole city they know what's up I'm unseen and I'm in the cut about extra shit I don't give a fuck When I'm on the phone don't interrupt If I'm talking business I might erupt If you're at the show put your lighter up Fuck with me if you're really 'bout it Outsiders I could do without it I crept in got slept on Sold out shows no one knew about it When it comes to fucks I give two about it Your cosign I could do without it Okay last verse I gotta make it count Won't speak on my bank account So many commas I'd have to pause And I can't afford to just waste the bars Every day boy I thank the Lord I got a lot of problems but could have more Wish I spoke to my dad more my jeweler less I been hungry like Budapest Tell me who the best don't give a fuck I just know I'm blessed Love life even though I'm stressed This business boy I swear a test Tell Def Jam if they don't cut the check I'll send Chris to go cut they neck I love the building no disrespect But y'all better ride when I'm in effect That's radio that's TV but Visionary got the internet If y'all fuck around or try to throw the ball to another artist Imma intercept It's my time Put half a mill of my own money in this album That's my dime no rap features just my rhymes My story it's all mine from the basement to the stadium From the Roxy to Palladium I've been there and I've done that yes I run that With this pretty girl on my floor Half naked playing Connect Four But I've been trying to throw sex out the window Just to connect more She so fine type of girl I wanna fuck her mind And then unwind with some slow head Anyway it's been a long time And this here has been a long rhyme so I gotta go It's Logic the one nobody would vouch for Motherfuckers wanna get famous bust guns and get dangerous Daddy graduated from Cambridge money talks in every language Real recognize that stainless silver spoon what my aim is Y'all don't know what that game is y'all don't know what that uh Y'all 'bout that fraternity life If you're from where I'm from then as soon as you come Baby girl gon' be about that maternity life If you do like my daddy then she gonna be single and alone That maternity life for eternity life Eternity life probably thinking we livin' that life 'Cause we do what we do but hold up let me get it right Everybody got problems everybody got problems But not everybody need a magnum to solve them revolve them Take care of all of them like this I might just go crazy all the way Y'all live that life where your safety is only a call away But not us mommy and daddy never bought us Not a god damn thing but they brought us Broke as hell we couldn't fund the trust Outside run around with a gun to bust Police looking for every one of us Back then yeah all of that was fun to us Had a little bit of money in the middle let me hit 'em with a riddle I know my mind is sober but I'm so high it's over You don't know nothing about this right here boy You don't know nothin' bout that Chi town South Central with the gang gang gang Niggas in the projects for them niggas tryna eat Get the fuck up off your silver Everybody wanna live lavish a million in the bank on average They cutthroat yeah they savage They riding round with the baddest One day I woke up and said I'm bout to do this For the rest of my life no question it's right Waiting for the bus at a stop light Looking at the cop right in front of my eyes Living in a world of lies where the truth dies Multiplies I said I can't take it I remember wondering if I would ever make it But as I reminisce I realize it was all irrelevant it's evident I'm getting money for the hell of it Never fuck around so the flow celibate Speaking for the people like a delegate And when the situation's delicate I execute it with the proper etiquette Everybody wanna get ahead of it no I can't take the time to stop It ain't all about the money so I'm headed to the top But I'm still getting guap never stop unless a body drop Metaphorical motherfucker to get it in While the whole world spin for the dividend But I'm in another system Everybody hate till he dead then they miss 'em Why can't we relax and listen Stop spending money on things that glisten You don't know nothing about this right here boy Chilling in Maryland three niggas in a Cadillac You don't know nothin' bout that Chi town South Central with the gat gat gat Niggas in the projects for them niggas tryna eat Get the fuck up off your silver spoon Sometimes I feel like I've drifted I feel different I feel gifted I've been high so long don't need to smoke to get lifted I've been under pressure looking for Nikki Whenever she is around you know I come quickly Vivid memories of Chicago south side where I go From Reggies to the House of Blues progress is the motto Man the first show that I ever done sold out was in Chicago Yeah yeah living like I've been ready to die Maybe not I don't know why my mind is changing Rearranging this dangerous melody uh Yeah and I know that ain't nobody finna ever be ahead of me All that competition right there is dead to me Yeah uh yeah I've been turning the pages Feeling the vibe shit is outrageous Boy I've been feeling courageous This shit right here I've been at it for ages Feels like I'm running through mazes Everybody has they phases Yeah vibe with this bad bitch in the whip and I ride to this And I'm feeling it uh hope when I'm forty I'm still in it One of the few that be killing it uh Yeah young motherfucker that be giving what he living On the road to success you know that I'm driven But they didn't wanna publish it But right now I'm on some other shit I'm in a different world I'm with a different girl I'm with the same team but it's a different scheme Remember back when I couldn't even pay the bills And I'll never forget how that feels back when I would Buy it break it roll it light it smoke it inhale it I'm gone Okay doing what I gotta do flying at this altitude I look out of the window like goddamn that's what I really do Don't know why I fear the planes sometimes I wish to sustain If I look back on it I would do it all over again Nikki Nikki where you been I can't wait to breathe you in Been on this plane way too long I can't wait to see you again Oh my God this turbulence has got me sippin' on this liquor Crazy racist white bitch looking at us First class on they ass all complain that's when I dash Just landed in Europe and this model bitch is tryna smash Now I'm riding on the train all this shit inside my brain Just left a hotel in Belgium damn them waffles was insane Smoking blunts in Amsterdam I know I know that I got it if I do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I never get high Okay fuck affiliation I'm that dude that did it on his own These thoughts inside my mind Be fuckin' with me when I'm all alone I really like this girl she bad as fuck why must I run away It feel like self assassination I can't put this gun away God damn what's the plan Not complacent where I am Reminiscing when I hit the road back in that mini van Broke as fuck not a dollar whipping that Chevy Impala Praying that we make it out this city Lord willin' Insha'Allah Up to date the couple years now my idols are my peers I was on the road to nowhere till I decided to veer Put my everything into this shit You know I know you know this Used to give a fuck what people thought Hoping that they would notice Stop giving a fuck 'cause music gotta be the only motive Mind racing on and off the track I'm going locomotive I've been feeling like a mothafuckin' postman Sending letters to the people All this knowledge that I got I'm like an old man Hold up wait now oh man Let me back up in this bitch I'm platinum in this bitch I'm rapping in this bitch Running the game yeah I've been lappin' in this bitch You know it's alright Fuck around and they all might Look at a brother different I've been at it all night I think I said it but I know I do it This for everybody going through it Back up in this mothafucka livin' like a goddamn king Tell me money ain't a thing now Thirty thousand feet above the world right next to the wing Too high to hear the birds sing now All around the world and back again it's finally happenin' I'm lappin' in this luxury by nappin' in a big ass house Chillin' with my homies on the West side West side Bringin' out my best side I was on the road for like a quarter I was in and out the border From London to Paris yes it's very extraordinary Fuck around and took the bus and a ferry Should've seen the itinerary Then we made it back home like Tell me how you're feelin' higher than the ceilin' I know I've been illin' Probably wonder where I'm at bitch I've been chillin' Why they grillin' Yeah I'm still in like I never left They know I had to go but then I brought it right back I get so high they wonder why no I can't go away I gotta hold my own know that's the only way I've been vibin' let me guide em I said I gotta know I've been ridin' for so long I think that it's time to go Feeling like an addict that ain't had it up and at it in a minute If it hadn't been invented my limit wouldn't be infinite I'm feeling like an infant in a womb I'ma be here 'til the tomb Lately I've been in my room Lookin' and lookin' at records on the wall Yeah I hope we make it to fuckin' paradise and not die on the way there mothafucka I'm like oh my goodness oh my goodness Oh my God I'm coming with the goodness Acting like I ain't been in it Like I ain't been pushing my limit Hold up wait up get your weight up They shit is made up straight up Call me Bobby Tarantino living on the level And I'm prophesizing everything we know Because of the internet I made a million and another million That's word to Gambino He one of the realest I swear he the realest But anyway back to the subject at hand I just performed for an hour performed for an hour And made myself a hundred grand like oh my goodness Bitch I been at it RattPack if you live it I think I done had it now hold up wait up leave 'em laid up This for every single night that I stayed up Real all the time nah this shit never made up No it's never made up no it's no it's straight up Yeah it's that Flexicution I want retribution Y'all gone fuck around and make me wake up Lucian And I don't think y'all ready for the revolution Boy your shit is pollution Logic got the solution Motherfuckers used to hate us now they sayin' that they made us Everyone know I'm the greatest Number 1 my shit droppin' love it or hate it they know the name They know the name 'cause it's poppin' Dropped 2 million on my new crib Now nobody but God can stop us Everybody know I be In the club VIP sike not me Old girl wanna fuck me Yeah she fine I'ma give her that dick Out with the homies I be sippin' on somethin' Ayy goddamn these bitches is thirsty They see a rapper but they ignore the band I ain't talkin' 'bout musicians you stupid bitch Talkin' 'bout what's on my hand Bitch I been at and in it for a minute This all been a part of my plan Sold millions of records before the radio Damn it feel good to be the man The illest that bring it the realest Bitch I came to kill this They can never bear me just the homies and me Now we the Grammy family You made a couple million that's it it's gross My net is thirty my record clean my flow is dirty right Fuck around and bomb a hater My flow greater heart darker than Darth Vader Check the data matter of fact check the state of mind After I'm finished these rappers ain't in a state to rhyme Straight to your mind now Feel this shit like it's some Braille Way too heavy for the scale All I know about is bars like I couldn't make the bail It ain't never room to fail Only growing and prevail When my anxiety rise and I feel like I'm in hell Take a moment and inhale Count to five then exhale Then we run that motherfucker like a marathon Hits motherfucker hits yeah we 'bout that Barry Bonds Brace yourself you can't retain me All that shit you talkin' out your mouth just won't sustain me Logic pickin' up the slack like denim Spit it with venom Never pretend to be somethin' that I'm not And you ain't shit when you stand next to me No kiddin' like vasectomy Step to me throw disrespect to me And I'll rearrange your trajectory Black and white like a piano and I'm proud to be And fuck whoever tell me I am not allowed to be I am me I'm a man can I live goddamn Yeah I guess this shit right here is just all a part of the plan Haters gon' hate that's the motherfuckin' sayin' So much plaque up on my wall I need a dentist From Maryland to Venice this shit is worldwide Step up to the mic and it's a homicide So I'm gonna tell you about that right And I'm gonna tell you about how All this young boy ever wanted was happiness All he ever wanted was positivity All he ever wanted to do was entertain And this boy went through hell You gotta understand his mother was racist which is crazy 'Cause how in the fuck is you gonna have All these black babies with black men but you racist Like bitch that don't make no sense but it is what it is You know he grew up her callin' him a nigger The kids at school callin' him a cracker Identifying as black looking as white Being told what you can or can't be This kid went through everything He saw narcotics in the household Violence murderers drug dealers he was kidnapped There was crazy shit that happened to this kid And he persevered while the whole world said What they said Said you wouldn't be shit And I and he he said fuck that I'ma persevere And that's why the message is always peace love and positivity See he always saw things from two sides He always saw things from two sides He always knew that the message Everybody was born equal Regardless of race religion color creed and sexual orientation He knew that because he saw that Because he was stripped and torn down By his black brothers and sisters that were uneducated And that did not know And he was stripped and he was torn down By his white side that did not know These people that are ignorant That cannot see the bigger picture That must fight and kill and murder each other But once again all he ever wanted to do Was spread a message of equality For every man woman and child Regardless of race religion color creed and sexual orientation Now imagine this child growing up And seeing the craziest shit Being a part of the craziest shit Running around with the wrong people Running around with guns and knives And fighting and stealing and and all this Because he didn't know he didn't know But he knew deep down in his heart that it wasn't right And he knew that he needed to get away from it Now I want you to also imagine that at seventeen years old This child okay leaves home and gets two jobs to support himself Two jobs that he works in the morning and the evenings And then he would then come home To about eight or nine hours of sleep But spend four five six hours of that Working on music persevering Grabbing the remote control and looking in the mirror And pretending to see thousands and thousands and thousands of people Just chanting his name Hoping that it would happen But the but the but the world said no Ya nigga ya cracka ya white boy ya black mothafucka And he said fuck that He said peace love and positivity He said equality for all man Regardless of race religion color creed and sexual orientation yeah Now I want you to also imagine People telling him that he did not live this life And this young man persevered in spite Of what people told him he was wasn't and would never be And that man is here today proud A lover of all human beings Regardless of race religion color creed sexual orientation yeah yeah And he's here to say Even though we're all born and created equal We are not treated equally There's extremists on every side And you should just do your best to live life And let other people believe whatever they wanna believe As long as they're not hurtin' anybody You can believe they're going to hell You can believe it's not right You can believe you're superior fine Just stop killing each other I wonder what it feel like To do that shit in real life And now I know I got it That's the reason No I.D. has signed me on the dotted But it's still Visionary till the death of me Yeah I'm trynna make it but I gotta find the recipe Greatest of all time I want the world addressing me At the hotel these beautiful girls undressing me I'm trynna stay focused I guess that's the lord testing me I knew as a child that this was my destiny They do it for the limelight But I make sure my rhyme's right Waiting till the time's right Smiling at my mom's like Smiling at my mom Smiling at my momma Moët what we sipping now We was never tripping now We on private jets in other words that means that we tripping now 'Cause they was over there I was over here They was too scared while I was facing my fears I've always been driven but they too scared to steer That's why I compete with legends motherfuck my peers They said I couldn't do it But you wasn't there in the beginning Nowhere to be found when I was down But you show up when I'm winning Uh left me to drown now I'm swimming I do it 'cause I love this shit And the whips with the rims still spinning I been at it since the beginning All these girls screaming Logic But I wanna hear my real name Come from the lips of a beautiful woman that's real man Y'all act like I'm Superman But I can feel pain I should have gone crazy and yet I'm still sane Love it when they sing to us Been shining what's bling to us Yeah over here It's only been a year I was dirt broke now I'm balling like a sphere I'm the man of the year man of the year Man of the year man of the year Now that I'm in the limelight They hit me all the time like Shut the fuck up ho Let me get my mind right 'Cause this is for the fans Who truly understand Real all the time All of y'all my fam Shooting for the stars And I ain't finna land Giving everything I can While they tell me I'm the man Making music is the plan Matter fact you can call it plan B 'Cause I kill these rappers while they're in their infancy And I be first to pop off infantry Gotta keep 'em in line like symmetry We all fam same root smokin' different tree And all these people in the crowd sound like a symphony Uh to my ears I love it when they cheer On the road to success these haters in my rear I got nothing to fear 'Cause the whole team here And everybody shouting But you ain't focused on what's important mentality health Everybody in the world only want one thing what's that Infinite power and a pocket full of wealth I'ma bring it back to the basics Nobody can erase it People in the street going ape shit Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit I'ma bring it back to the basics I'ma get up get on That's what I been on Fuckin' with your mind tryna turn shit on But they want to paint me as a villain Even though I'm here to open their mind Through the rhyme of life I gotta open their mind and design the right time To make a decision and get in 'em like an incision 'Cause I'ma hit 'em and give 'em livin' They wonder what I'm giving I'ma never give in I gotta let everybody know I'm in their mind right now I'ma bring it back to the basics Nobody can erase it People in the street going ape shit Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit Why nobody wanna say I been living with this everyday Why nobody wanna say Everything will be ok I'ma bring it back to the basics Everything will be okay It was December of two-thousand and fifteen in sunny Los Angeles California in the heart of Hollywood I stood next to my wife in a line surrounded by hundreds of other people on our way to watch Star Wars When suddenly I was engulfed with fear and panic As my body began to fade In this moment my mind was full of clarity But my body insisted it was in danger I looked around and I told myself I was safe I was fine But I was convinced that something was wrong Before I knew it I felt as though I was going to Fall and fade away My body grew weak And soon enough I found myself in a hospital bed being told what I went through was anxiety I refused to believe this story I searched and searched for the 'cause of what had happened to me I began to feel detached from reality I felt as though I was seeing the world through a glass I got blood work done Analysis of my mind and body to no avail The doctor said it was anxiety But how could it be anxiety How could anxiety make me physically feel off balance How could anxiety make me feel as though I was fading from this world and on the brink of death Can it in fact be the mind controlling the body I'm so in control of my mind and my body But I'm subconsciously forcing myself into a state Of self bondage entangled by the ropes of my own mind I am unhappy not with life but with this feeling I am scared I am human I am a man But I look in the mirror and I see a child I am an adult who recognize grown ups don't really know shit And they never did and it scares me 'Cause now I'm just a grown up who doesn't know shit But one thing is I do know this feeling this horrible feeling is going to kill me Just like you the person I wrote this for And together we will overcome this feeling We will remember despite the attacks and constant feeling of our mind and body being on the edge And any moments we have free of this feeling we will not take for granted We will rejoice in this gift that is life We will rejoice in this day that we have been given We will accept our anxiety and strive for the betterment of ourselves Starting with mental health We will accept ourselves as we are And we will be happy with the person we see in the mirror We will accept ourselves I know that you think this song is for you I used to long for you and adore you My life was just fine way back before you Now when you reach out I just ignore you No I never thought I could live my life without you All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you I know that I've been living In the city of stars where there's flying cars Much love to Def Jam even though they under shipped me Did me like Bobby did Whitney but the fans was with me Know my name around the world but it still ain't hit me All the talent in the world and they still don't get me I didn't talk about my race on the whole first album But black vs white bullshit was the still the outcome How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go Judging rap by race instead of the better flow Who gives a fuck who made it I penetrate it and innovate it While they emulate it give a fuck if I'm hated I'mma do it 'til I get it fuck a nominated Bitch I dominate it Yeah emails from Rick Rubin dinner with No ID Not many get to do what I do and now enemies Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me But let's get back to the music I'm gone Outside of this solar system I'm searching for paradise Livin' the life bitch I've been a vet Fuck all these cats on the internet I love hip hop and I hate hip hop 'Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot 'Cause he raps about money and bitches for heaven's sakes Pac did the same shit just on a drum break Now I ain't wanna name names I'm just droppin' this game We all people all equal now let me let off yeah Tougher than raw denim my flow you can't identify Talib said it best back in the day we just tryna get by Two words Mos Def in my headphones Black on one side now I'm in another zone Switch flows fuck 'em up play the game run 'em up Yeah I sold a couple records but people don't give a fuck All the people want is real guess that's why Logic appeal All the power in the world hold that tell me how that feel Racism on television and magazines Paying taxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines god damn Country don't give a fuck who I am Just a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand And I am here's to the Roc The Glock that my older brother pop-shot And I am finally on top too high up not a drop Stop we gettin' guap gettin' guap I am livin' like I ain't got it Spit the flow so robotic man who gives a fuck about it Maryland 'til I die but I had to get the fuck up out it I love it and hate it you probably don't know man I doubt it Ass titties pussy money weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Real shit goin' on in Lebanon But I don't give a fuck my favorite show is coming on Hashtag pray for this pray for that But you ain't doing shit get away from that Blame it on a black blame it on a white Blame it on a gun blame it on a Muslim Everybody wanna blame him blame her Just blame it on a mothafucka killing everyone Everybody wanna get high Everybody wanna live life like they can't die Everybody gotta be right Everybody scrollin' scrollin' through they life I wish they would love me like I like they pictures I wish I had bitches I wish I had motivation to get money Ain't it funny my rainy day would be sunny If I had the vision of currency fallin' above from the sky Fallin' above from the sky listen up Everybody looking for the meaning of life through a cell phone screen Everybody think that the meaning of life is life is Everybody everybody woo Everybody think that the meaning of life is Ass titties pussy money weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Ass titties pussy money weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Ass titties pussy money weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Ass titties pussy money weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Oh I know it's hard I know it's hard like I know that's the reason you turn up at night Livin' yo' life just livin' yo' life Can't nobody tell you how to do it right Come away with me come away with me Let me take you from this world of insanity Come away with me come away with me Far away from flying bullets on this killing spree Oh I know I know It's hard yeah it's hard yeah yeah I know it's hard sometimes It's hard sometimes Ass titties pussy money weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Ass titties pussy money weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Yeah I've been killin' this shit Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist Yeah I've been cookin' that shit now they fuckin' with this Yeah I've been killin' this shit Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist Yeah I've been cookin' that shit now they fuckin' with this Yeah I've been yeah I've been killin' this killin' this shit Yeah I've been flickin' that flickin' that wrist Yeah I've been killin' this cookin' that Killin' this flickin' that wrist Yeah I've killin' this shit Yeah I've hard in the paint not a single assist Yeah I've flickin' that wrist Yeah I've cookin' that shit now they fuckin' with this Let me tell you 'bout the young man Matter of fact I'ma let Push tell that Tell you 'bout the old man Had a change of heart and then fell back Old man lived a long life Walked around with a long knife You ain't cut the white like Jesus That Colombiana that's mi hermanos Look at the flick of that wrist I'm feelin' like Leonardo Let me paint a picture I might need a bottle On the road to success I could feel the throttle That Michelangelo hundreds in the envelope Tight shit when I write shit And that old man had a change of heart Wish he knew it back from the start like goddamn Looked around seen his wife on the ground Military bussin' bullets all over the whole compound Soon as he seen it I swear it I mean it my members go quicker than vamonos He dead she dead he in jail Everyone fallin' like dominoes Clockwise counterclockwise realest nigga in the top five Other four ain't rap niggas I'm just reppin' for the blow side Yuugh that's coastlines Panama for the boat rides Worth billions and we ain't even need Showtime Just money counters and kitchenwear Condo with a bitch in there Two scales and baggies we got rich in there woo The Rollie's been the trophy since Hawaiian Sophie Curry over Kobe we shootin' niggas Splash brothers with the coca add in baking soda Goodfellas to my niggas all Ray Liottas Shades of blue I aim at you Let the sky fall let it rain on you Yeah I've been killin' this shit Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist Yeah I've been cookin' that shit now they fuckin' with this Yeah I've been killin' this shit Yeah I've been hard in the paint not a single assist Yeah I've been flickin' that wrist Yeah I've been cookin' that shit now they fuckin' with this Yeah I've been yeah I've been killin' this killin' this shit Yeah I've been flickin' that flickin' that wrist Yeah I've been killin' this cookin' that Killin' this flickin' that wrist Yeah I've killin' this shit Yeah I've hard in the paint not a single assist Yeah I've flickin' that wrist Yeah I've cookin' that shit now they fuckin' with this Me and my team gotta intervene What's the point of living if you ain't living a dream We live in a world where everybody want everything Everybody want a better thing Tryna fool ya like it's picture perfect but it's just the editing Man the game been waiting for a better king I've been posted with my Queen like Coretta King Man I never knew that living out a dream Meant living out a suitcase I've been working at a new pace So much money on the road I ain't even had a minute Not a single second chilling in my new place Motherfuckers getting two-faced 'Cause a brother finally eating Not to mention everybody gettin' two plates You know I only got two traits What the fuck is there left to talk about I told them my vision let 'em know what it's all about Industry only respect me because I'm ballin' out You never know who there for you until you fallin' out And that's the reason I've been in the kitchen Working on that nutrition now let 'em listen Boy this been my house this is merely an addition Fuck 'em and their permission they was killin' the game Who the one that gave 'em remission Who else you know on the come up do it like I does it Lyrics all up in your skull like when the barber buzz it Say my last shit a classic and I wonder was it Come to think about it everybody seemed to love it I was workin' on a budget second time around shit is different 'Cause they know that boy good know he does it I've been at it for the people that been lovin' my shit Not the people that been hating Feelin' like Matthew Mcconaughey On an Interstellar mission in Chicago At the bottom of the Riviera I wonder who I would be if I wasn't in my era I gotta beware of the people But I take care of the people When I jump in the cockpit and rock it Been done had this in my pocket I had to wait to unlock it Open that locket and see the picture I painted No we ain't never acquainted On the rise like a defendant That was charged with possession like an exorcism My division is solely my vision God damn can you feel it Uh I had a dream I would run the game and kill it Had a dream can you feel it Motherfucker wanna push it to the limit Get up in it make the shit infinite Yeah you know I wanna win it on my independent I've been at it like an addict Never at the party like I'm democratic 'Lotta static on the radio Fuck everything that they represent This right here is heaven sent never irrelevant No never when I slide up in the spot Just a youngin' in the game Tryna show 'em what I got way back That was the mentality never truly reality Looking for validation With all the wrong things on my mind for motivation Just chillin' at the crib on a Playstation 'Cause I never thought about it never thought that people would have a song like mine in their rotation Til I wised up got 'em sized up Ready to go I'm feelin' fired up Man it's been a good ride up Everybody want me to lace 'em I'm too tied up this a ransom Fist full of money then we head back to the mansion Thirty thousand people in the crowd we expanding Couple years back you ain't give a damn Autographs off the plane whenever I land All part of the plan anything you wanna do you can Just go and get it fuck 'em if they don't love 'em Be above it unless you're thinking your profession gon' be rap Matter fact you should take a step back Living life like this is so crazy this world is amazing One day you're on top and the next she having your baby Living life like this I get down uh when they come around uh I do my best to fall back and not not make a sound Feel like my mind gone but I'm still here Don't fuck around 'cause they kill here This music it kill fear I use it when I need to hear Been there done that Drop the shit they gon' run it back Simple shit man I'm done with that Fake rap take it back My chain heavy got a lot of money My bitch bad have fun with that I've been there and don't want it back If I see the bitch I might run it back 'Cause I'm gone so long I'm gone so long I'm gone so long I'm gone so long I'm gone Drink smoke vibe fuck chill drive talk think about it Let's get drowned on this vision My division is the greatest that's around Feel the vibe This is where I'mma be for as long as I'm alive I could vibe with this fuck around and die for this But would you ride for this Better ride no lie for this Cutting these records like back in the basement Boy fuck a vacation we do this for love not no validation Living like this is so crazy this world is amazing One day you're on top and the next she having your baby Living life like this I get down uh when they come around uh I do my best to fall back and not not make a sound I'm gone so long I'm gone so long I'm gone Drink smoke vibe fuck chill drive talk think about it I got it posted up at the crib with something exotic I don't smoke but she love to smoke And look good as fuck when she light it When she ride it it's crazy love when I get inside it Baby stop tryna hide it if the feeling's there then abide it Baby girl where you been I don't know I feel like this is the moment I mean it feel like it don't it Shit girl I know that you want it Take the time to get down stop all that running around I'm feeling you feeling me know that you into me Baby girl let me get down 'cause my mind gone That's the type of shit that I'm on Grip the mic and I go Fuck around with this flow Living like this is so crazy this world is amazing One day you're raw on top and the next she having your baby Living life like this I get down uh when they come around uh I do my best to fall back and not not make a sound Making a single before your album is like putting together a trailer for a movie you have yet to shoot East side west side we ride we die everyone knows Everyone knows everyone knows Tell me what you know about forty days forty nights No lights all for this Tell me what you know about sleeping outside No ride in the wintertime all for this Tell me what you know about commas in the bank Lookin' in the mirror yeah I did all of this X you out you get solved with this Walk inside of Def Jam Step on the president table and dap 'em up with the left hand 'Cause I'm countin' money with the right In a different city every night And I'm sellin' records like it's white It's another day another flight Paris in the morning L.A. at night What a beautiful sight Now tell me who be fuckin' with me alright Everybody know I'm livin' this life Everyone know I got the baddest wife This shit right here everybody gonna like Hold up I know what I know what I like Tell me why everybody in the pipe 'Cause I'm the only one doin' it right I'm a rap genius like Rob Markman Spent a couple of million on my new apartment Down in Manhattan that's a multi-million dollar view And I got it from rappin' Damn everyone nappin' on the boy heh shit I'm not a mad rapper but what I'm angrier than Kanye Angrier than Kanye when he talkin' about clothes That's a fashion line And my last album went number one So what that mean I did better than you you you Sold way more than that pop bitch And I dare Def Jam to drop this I just drop hits Check the Instagram fam I got fifty-thousand people in the crowd singin' out loud Every word that's every lyric You can hate shit just stop actin' like you don't hear it This shit right here for the party That album that comin' that's shit for the spirit woo Okay now this how I'm feeling lately I'm like the villain 'Cause while they on that other shit I been posted out here chillin' Lord willin' I'll survive but not like that 9 to 5 You know this that shit that you bumpin' In your whip while you drive I've been living life and I hope that you do the same 'Cause if you ain't doing what you love it's only you to blame Come on I've been through the game 'Bout time that they know my name Numb it down for the pain this music my Novocaine Lord willin' we overcame it's time to get over man I've been around the world and back And I swear it's all the same And what I learned a prophet don't do it for the profit Gon' get off check the topic Watch me drop it can you top it I don't know I've been at it on the low Never did it like this here before But I'm still here and I just hope I'll make a difference make a killin' Lord willin' Lord willin' make a difference I tell 'em to old on And yeah you know that I gotta bring it back again I guess I'm back at it I ain't done I ain't had it If I was underground before then this is me in my attic For this rap shit I'm an addict but can't fuck with that dramatic I've been busting my ass they probably think it's automatic Yes sir I've done this shit before Like your baby momma momma I'ma tell 'em like it is I'ma tell 'em like it is Life ain't picture perfect we use the negatives to develop I'm well up I'm way up Nothing but net fuck the layup I'm way up Bitches losing calories out here jumping to conclusions Okay way back in the day I rap in a way But no not quite like this living like that In a way guess you could say made me wanna write like this Not quite like this on my level I'm unique and I'm a rebel Like you listening I hope that you're listening This feel like it's summertime waiting for the bus Number nine through the city all alone Not a worry not your phone We just vibing maybe flying 'round the world Man I hope you see the world And all your dreams will unfurl Just don't never cash your pearl Go out there and make a livin' take this advice that I'm givin' Make a difference make a killin' make a killin' Lord willin' All these bad bitches say they love me I already know Check the check the bling that's on my finger 'cause I'm married ho There he go everybody know that boy's pockets is swole What's good That sound familiar never been here before Life good 'cause I just got quoted two hundred a show Oh no oh no two hundred a show Overnight all this money that I've been makin' I gave it right back To all of the people that made me you know we like that Don't know why your bitch wanna date me but I can't fight that Guess you ain't done shit for her lately not on the right track If I think that shit sound good I gotta write that Weed man knockin' on the door I'll be right back Pass the shit to 6ix watch him light that Hit the studio record the shit then mix the shit then master it And then we do the show and they recite that Bitch I'm right back told 'em 'bout my life told 'em 'bout my life Told 'em I was broke as fuck too many nights Now I see my name up on so many lights but everybody prolly think this shit done happened happened happened Overnight people think this how this shit happened but they never right Acting like they got it they got it but they never qui Tell me is it really so hard Really so hard to be a good person Really so hard to stop acting like a bitch I treated everybody with respect and now I'm rich Maybe you got issues with your daddy though Maybe you was bullied back in high school Hold it bring it back uh I'ma call you back uh Too busy countin' stacks uh Pickin' up the slack I was born in the trap Logic never wanna flex but Bobby finna bring the facts Put my city on the map fuck with the gang get the Tec It ain't a thing RattPack nobody know about that Bitch I been gunnin' comin' for the throne And I know that they talking can't fuck with the tone Talkin' shit 'bout Logic I never respond I'll let success talk 'cause a word of advice More achievements for yourself and less talk Cats beef with Logic yeah they prayin' I respond If I ever did I dead you in this game with no respawn Peace love and positivity that's all I want with you But you push the issue 'cause I give you more press than your publicist could ever get you Hell nah fuck rap fuck beef Anyone that hate me I wish you success I wish you look in the mirror and ask yourself why you suppressed The feelin's of self-hatred that you want project on me Bet if I never picked up the mic then we might be homies But you jealous you look at my life and you feel envy Constantly comparing yourself to me and feel empty Most people that don't fuck with me ain't never shook my hand I'm a good man yeah I love myself I know who I am yeah I love myself They don't understand Somewhere this shit done got crazy I've just been driving Ms. Daisy With my hands on the steering wheel And my eyes on the pavement I give a fuck 'bout where they went I owe my lawyer a payment They talking 'bout no arraignment Now I wonder where the rain went I just been all in my mind homies tell me I'm stressing I been counting what's on my bucket list And not on my blessings I think it's time for a lesson hold up you better pay attention I can't end up like my momma popping anti-depressants My therapist think I'm crazy well shit she probably does All that stress I'm under I wonder why I don't do drugs Raised in a household full of killers and thugs Shit I've been in doubt so long don't know who I was Please pardon my grammar Daisy vibing with this That Bino the realest uh this beat made me kill it uh Her feet to the ceiling she said that she love me I'm in my lane like a Prius because I'm moving in silence You still ain't broke down yet All the flashing lights and a couple Crown Vic's Wanna rock a crown and a ring on the left Tell your nigga speed up she don't wanna get left Relationships look closer in that rearview Finally slow it down and realize she ain't nowhere near you So now you gotta stop park put that shit in neutral Yeah you really love her but is she worth your future Your Ciara your Beyonce they'll be saying he got money Think that Kim be with Kanye if he left drive in the driveway Yeah I know who you are yeah I know who you is We were driving together when we met we were kids You ain't know 'bout the biz I ain't know 'bout it either I see you in that new ride I flash my lights when I see you I've just been driving Miss Daisy Uh yeah outside I can hear 'em bussin' bussin' And the police they rushin' Go to my head like concussion I'd rather not have this discussion My mind racing for the elevation of the toxic in my blood Where my mind don't know now But I know where it was I need Nikki where is Nikki Baby girl please come and get me Now I'm old and shit is trippy but I know that God is with me This that baby mama drama Give a fuck about a man I know I'ma Be there for my son talking with my sister it begun End of the month that's the worst of the month But the first of the month put the weed in the blunt That welfare check check Won't ever bounce like my daddy did But I'm glad he did 'cause it made me strong Made me help somebody with this song Paint the picture of my life Growing up what it was like Section 8 grab a plate Food for thought gravitate Food stamps social services tryna take me away My mama locked up I pray to god that I see her today Maybe not maybe so West Deer Park that's all I know Just me and my homies people that know me Only ones that know Around my way living day by day Corn rows and hang time automatics and gang signs Manhunt when it's game time They was robbing the ice cream man in broad day Now I'm running from the police Don't know how but I got away Selling weed to my homies And a girl in the building that know me At fifteen such a fiend for the shit that I seen All my homies smoking green fucking bitches sipping lean It was king it was cool seemed like something I should do Such a youngin such a fool Now I'm breaking into school 'Cause my homie told me to What to do what would you When will I lose my anonymity And become one with the enemy Tell me would I be the enemy Feel like nobody in front of me I guess maybe I was thinking things would be different now 'Cause when I wake up my dreams fade Everything cascade In this vanilla sky I feel like David Aames Why must I open my eyes I wish I could stay asleep forever Attain every goal I wanted and watch it repeat forever Will it happen maybe never Maybe so I got to know but tell me why I picture myself at the top but I know that I'm dreaming Will I wake up before I finally confront all my demons Maybe not all I know is this life I live I can't live it no longer Wish I was stronger wish that I could survive Turn on the TV let it wash my brain Pretend that family's my family to avoid the pain Hello children how was school It was good how bout you I love you I love mama too Are you ready for dinner I'm able to set the table Till I snap out the fable when that TV turn off And I realize I'm back in hell I'm like hallelujah Praise God almighty the most high Alpha and omega in the sky I'm like hallelujah Praise God almighty the most high Alpha and omega in the sky I'm like Made in the image of God With a blunt in my mouth and a bitch on the side Hold up wait a minute my life need a massage Happy ending with a money menage Me dirt broke that's a money mirage Runnin' my city like I'm the Wizard of Oz Everybody wanna know what I devise Everybody wanna know yeah Got a new vision everybody listen Fuck around I got a new religion What it is what it isn't all of that revision Get the fuck up out that prison It's obvious the body is the cracker The worse it is what hurts it is the blacker Everybody actin' like the brain don't matter Mind over matter unless we talkin' brain matter Actin like you never seen a ass way fatter Bitch way badder mind in the gutter Food for thought yeah that's the plan with the butter Talkin' shit ya get hit like what up I just wanna do it but I can't World wanna tell me what I ain't Far from a saint come now just let that boy paint Let a mothafucka like this live Yeah let me show 'em what I gotta give Let a mothafucka like this live like like Made in the image of God can you feel the vibe Mothafucka is you ready to ride Is you ready to die Like B.I.G. the V.I.P The greatest of all time I'll be Ali See I be The cost of livin' it ain't free See the tab on me Feelin' like the man got tabs on me Wonder if I only had rags on me Would ya love me want me Here with this I know Funny thing is I don't even know All I get to have and all I have to give Is what my God will give Yeah let me show 'em what I gotta give Let a mothafucka like this live like like I'm like hallelujah Praise God almighty the most high Alpha and omega in the sky I'm like hallelujah Praise God almighty the most high Alpha and omega in the sky I'm like Hold up wait a minute Know my mind been goin' like whoa ayy I been thinkin' prayin' hopin' dreamin' it won't go away I know my mind alright I know ayy I know my mind alright do you know a way Your way do it your way Do it your way do it This is beyond the flesh this is beyond the flesh This is from the soul and for the soul This is for all my brothers and sisters for all my children This is for every race This is for every color every creed Music does not discriminate music is made to assimilate Black is beautiful black is beautiful and so are you Strollin' down the highway I'm strollin' And I was strollin' down the highway I was strollin' down the highway With my mind ablaze Strollin' down the highway For days and days Strollin' down the highway With my mind ablaze Strollin' down the highway For days and days and days and days Hello I know I know I'm supposed to been home I'm coming Just I'm on my way home every time I'm on my way there right now okay Oh shit Life what's it all about What Wait where am I The space between spaces Beyond time and existential intelligence Forget fuck all the hippy shit where am I What's the last thing you remember Atom I was in the store I bought some smokes I came outside the phone rang I How do you know my name You were walking home from work when you died Died Dead I'm dead I'm dead It wasn't an act of courage or bravery but it was your time What do you mean it's my time What I got What about Vanessa What about the baby Your wife and son You see that's what I like to hear You find out you're dead and the first thing you worry about is others Man answer me what about my family What's going on with Vanessa They're doing just fine You see your wife was cheating on you Wait wait the bitch did what And even though she loved you dearly She was a bit relieved you would never find out Wait what the fuck you mean she cheated on me How you gon' tell me I'm dead then gon' tell me my wife cheated on me Atom none of that matters now Walk with me Wait what is this Is thisIs this heaven Well I don't see no pitchforks Little red people runnin' around It ain't too hot up in here so I guess this ain't hell either I think the easiest way to describe it this white void Is to look upon it as a waiting room Soare you God It's that Young Sinatra shit yeah this that Young Sinatra shit Shut the fuck up and listen whenever Young Sinatra spit Yeah your girl fine as hell but she a Young Sinatra chick Hey Bobby how can you tell She on the Young Sinatra dick All these rappers wack as fuck make the Young Sinatra sick RattPack be the squad that's that Young Sinatra clique Goddamn said this the Young Sinatra clique goddamn Listen yeah I'm visualizing the realism of life in actuality Step to me fatality yeah this shit is my galaxy I am who the baddest be I'd rather be at the academy Killers I'm be glad to be me magnify the shit like bifocal Motherfuckers talk on the internet but in person they never vocal Come to the hood and fuck you up if you prefer to be local I'm loco from Noho to Soho Gettin' cheese like a photo you know ho I'm blessed like Sunday flyer than a runway Lil' Bobby never second-guessed that he gon' make it one day One-way or another my brother word to your mother They should give me a badge 'cause I'm always under covers Goddamn I'm a miraculous man You know I get I get it I get it I get it The Young Sinatra spit it rewind it and rip it I could murder your whole album with a thirty-second snippet Pass the Mary Jane like I'm runnin' a train with Peter Parker On tour I have more sex in the city than Sarah Jessica Parker The deeper and deeper I go it get darker They say they want the old me they want the Young Sinatra back The one that murder it rip it up no never givin' up on the almanac Yeah I'm all of that fall back like September again Baskin' these rappers so hard they won't remember again When it comes to hip-hop bitch I'm indigenous to this It's apparent I'm bearin' down like a parent When the beef is at stake I'm Mastro's My god-level lyricism surpass flows I'm much more than fast flows Money talk cash hoes greatest of levels I've passed those Fuck that rap shit this that trap shit This world is my contraption I was born and raised in the trap son Talk shit get kidnapped son I don't really know why I rap son Money in the bank yeah I got some Couple sports cars yeah I bought some Logic never flex Bobby get it done Yeah y'all don't really know where I come from Talkin' that shit I'ma come for 'em Tell me what you really know about me right now Anything I want I get it somehow Fuck that trap shit this that rap shit Give me the hand like John the Baptist Ready to rip it I hope in the captives Greatest alive like I'm Cassius I put 'em all in they caskets they can't see me get past it I'm a bastard that mastered the flow And none of y'all ready for the massacre though Fuck with Logic Yeah that's a no Matter of fact it's not impossible just highly improbable Like saying the police isn't robbable But I'm liable to walk up in the station in blue-face Fuck whoever said this rap shit was never a race This shit a marathon Murder you motherfuckers and carry on Claimin' that you really 'bout this shit You got your Jim Carrey on Liar Liar I might crucify ya Number one 'til I die will never retire I am the Messiah I am the god of this shit This is how we do it yeah I started this shit Fuck that rap shit this that trap shit This world is my contraption I was born and raised in the trap son Talk shit get kidnapped son I don't really know why I rap son Money in the bank yeah I got some Couple sports cars yeah I bought some Logic never flex Bobby get it done Yeah y'all don't really know where I come from Talkin' that shit I'ma come for 'em Tell me what you really know about me right now Anything I want I get it somehow Living life on the East Coast Way back in the day trying to beat most Anybody that wanna do what I do Well let me keep it one hunnit with you It ain't about that ain't about Hip Hop ain't about Rap Take a minute hold up wait now use your cap Chicago know I'mma snap Nah this ain't no basic rap And so they wonder who am I'm so high I said they wonder who am I'm so high Back again never outside so I'm acting in I laugh again when they don't understand What I mean bias everybody seen by us Everybody wanna live a life like this Man fuck that do what's good for your family Make music like there's no Grammy For that last line they might ban me I don't give a fuck though 'Cause I am me from Beijing to Miami I'mma just do what I do with my crew Ain't no telling what I'm finna do But I promise that I'mma keep writing for you And I know what to do everything right here for you Only for you depending on what you gon' do Let me take this time to find the rhyme And know that I'm the only one To find the one the time is done Beyond the sky beyond the sun There is no one besides the only one And you know I gotta let 'em know If you love it let it go At an all time low and all I know is all I know I do what I love came from below and then rose up above Created a world no one has been to Everything that I'm into everything that I've been through Bring it back like let it shine like a Bat Light Reminiscing on that night gotta take flight Everybody probably wonder what I'm living like In the middle of the night I might write Despite what they say is right and wrong Despite they wonder I am so high I wonder who I am Watch my back so I make sure You're right behind me as before Yesterday the night before tomorrow Dry my eyes so you won't know Dry my eyes so I won't show I know you're right behind me Don't you let me go let me go tonight Yeah I know we seen a lot of shit whole time we've been together Thought we knew it all but just couldn't predict the weather I think about you and imagine a house and some kids And wonder if you found another and it's all his See baby girl I know you love me even through the lies 'Cause honesty and truth is always found within your eyes Sometimes I see you when you love it but you fear it 'cause you try your hardest to run but still feel me in your spirit baby girl I know you hear it My heart is calling for you tonight And even though the time is wrong I know the love is right That's why there's so much emotion whenever I recite Anything about this angel that lost its sight Baby you were my everything but you playing games Fucking around got me feeling like blowing my brains But you ain't worth the satisfaction 'cause all you do is speak of love but never lead to action I used to count the days with you but now I just subtract them You were my best friend but then you out me I never gave you a reason not to trust me but then you doubt me So in the end it only shows that you don't give a fuck about me I know you hearing the emotion that's deep in this letter but I don't give a shit about what you think I write it so that the people can feel better That have gone through what I've gone through Memories of a perfect love that's broken and haunt you And if you think I write this song to taunt you I don't want you I want the memory of who you were and what it was to wake up everyday And have an endless love with an angel from up above But now it would seem my baby girl has fallen And another path within my life is calling 'Cause I put everything below you Even my music and when you left me I didn't lose it I channeled deep within my emotions and used it My heart you broke it and bruised it So now I address this microphone and just ooze it Don't you let me go let me go tonight Watch my back so I make sure You're right behind me as before Yesterday the night before tomorrow Dry my eyes so you won't know Dry my eyes so I won't show I know you're right behind me I am the greatest Fuck 'em I will never love 'em I'm way up Bitch you know I been above 'em I stay up Steppin' to me tryna talk it out Knowing goddamn well There ain't a fucking thing to talk about Hol' up bring it back now That ain't no way to react now You was talking all that shit But where it's at now huh Where it's at Motherfuckers get no love Hol' up wassup you get none Like wassup motherfuckers get no love Hol' up from me like wassup Motherfuckers get no love You Hol' up wassup get none Wassup motherfuckers get no love from me Okay now what the fuck they talkin' 'bout It's like they never heard the words That came up out my mouth It's like they just wanna discredit what I'm all about I be in the studio the motherfuckers fallin' out Yeah you know we balling out peace and love I represent all of the above You fuck bitches and get money that's wassup It's all good but all these people do not give a fuck And now I bet they bitchin' 'cause my flow switchin' Tryna tell me what to write up on some fan-fiction Can't they just be happy I no longer have to face eviction That I'm livin' out my life I'm livin' out my inner vision right now I be on my Big L braggadocios rap shit I could flow on anything from Premo to that trap shit Sellin' out shows I'm on that shit Late night dark night crowd going batshit Motherfuckers get no love You Hol' up wassup get none Wassup motherfuckers get no love from me Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit Everything I'm talkin' 'bout real as real as shit Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch And you don't gotta like it but get off my off my Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit Everything I'm talkin' 'bout real as shit Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch And you don't gotta like it but get off my dick Fight the power fight the power Fight for the right to get up and say fuck white power Everybody come and get up get on And no matter what you fighting for I promise that it'll live on Like make America great again Street's disciple My raps are trifle I shoot slugs from my brain just like Cobain And everybody wonder why the world insane Why the world insane Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit Everything I'm talkin' 'bout real as real as shit Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch And you don't gotta like it but get off my dick The world going mad over one drug I'm filling up a bag at the gun club In the shadow of a nation that it once was All this false information I'ma unplug young blood It is not love up at TrumpThugs dot gov The man in the high castle in a hot tub We locked in a pine casket it's botched up Like plastic surgery classic perjury The way they can plead the fifth to the thirteenth And stop to search me controversy Them boys in the klansmen hoods is thirsty but hey motherfucker Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit Everything I'm talkin' 'bout real as real as shit Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch And you don't gotta like it but get off my dick Young blood it takes another look and feel Slap that fear monger at that wheel Olive branches in the arrow seal Alternative facts mean to lie and steal Gotta to go to ban the whole Refugee population from the land they stole In the name of the government Rich white man while the rest be suffering Run from the locked down borders Ain't like Flint ain't got clean water Dirty politics never come clean Can ya'll believe this shit in two-thousands and fifteen George bush don't care about black people two-thousands and sveneteen and Donald trump is the sequel so Shit I'll say what Kanye won't Wake the fuck up and give the people what they want Man it's all love but the youth is confused Your music is twenty on twenty but them political views Is blurred I ain't trying leave ya name slurred 'Cause honestly I idolize you on everything my word But I gotta say what need be said 'Cause I ain't fuckin with that hat with the colors that's white and red I know some people wish I'd act white instead Say I'd use my pigment as a manifestation to get ahead Fuck that everything I do I do it right To teach the people that they have the power to fight And not with semi automatic bullets in the night So everybody everywhere listen to this fact Nobody treated equally especially the black If you don't get it the first time bring it back Now everybody gotta fight for equal rights 'Cause the richest people in the whole world equal whites To make it happen though we gon' need patience And not violence giving hospitals more patients now Don't burn down the mom and pop shop I'm just as angry another person got shot Don't be angry at the color of they skin Just be happy that as a people we could begin again and I'ma tell you what I need right now I'ma tell you what we all need I need my people of color Don't run from Trump run against him Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit Everything I'm talkin' 'bout real as real as shit Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch And you don't gotta like it but get off my off my I been in the cut liquor in my cup thirty-eight tuck I don't give a fuck I don't give a damn I just wanna live I just wanna eat But I gotta do it for the hood do it do it for the street uh Dope in the trunk Creepin out the cut Stupid mothafuckas move backwards Mastered the hustle Something in the duffle for you bastards Grind over chatter Cheese on my mind like a packer Only thing that matter bitch scatter You in my way about to spray the AK Middle of the day like that shit's okay Never had a job never had a education Yeah I never had chance in this world I never had one No I never had a chance in this world I was labeled a bad one Now send the blacks back to Africa Build a wall for the Mexicans Send the whites back to Europe Give the land to the Native American Take the skyscraper Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit Everything I'm talkin' 'bout real as real as shit Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch And you don't gotta like it but get off my off my Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit Everything I'm talkin' 'bout real as shit Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch And you don't gotta like it but get off my Various listeners is wishing us death Don't give a damn I'm reppin' Young Sinatra till my last breath Easily my darkest confession is lyrical agression Through indiscretion that triggers anti-depression When addressin' my profession in every session The fact that I'm alive is such a blessing Sippin' wine while these honeys undressin' What I'm about to say is highly confidential And in the music industry today very essential So bust out your pencil you can do it on your own Stop thinking that these labels is the ones that put you on Let's change the topic who's your favorite rapper I'm the top pick ha The flow is elegant never irrelevant How many times must I say this Cock back and spray this never delay this I pray this reaches the masses And spread like cancer on they asses Now allow me to catch wreck bust rhymes like tech Put me in your box and I destroy the deck I used to bust tables now I bust rhymes That buck that bought a bottle I swear to God I'm the reincarnated Young Sinatra Dodging paparazzi with the finest dime I met in Chicago The baddest Bobby soxer that you ever seen reppin' my team We real all the time so my squad keen bing Dave it's me Sinatra and my boy Dean The way we I can't believe there isn't a Sheen And pregnant women listen and they give birth to a fiend I spit narcotic epidemic all up in your genes In layman's terms I disperse a verse you never seen Assassinate rappers the moment that they intervene While you in the alley playing dice I'm in the yacht contemplating plans for the next diamond heist Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs I study every part of they mind and make my rhyme better than yours Elevated by being hated sleeping on the brother like they heavily sedated Some say I'm one in a million I say I'm one of a kind Only cocky when I rhyme I'm Muhammad in his prime Yo Address the mic and start spillin' like I hit the vein Back in the day they used to sleep on me like Tryptophan Touchdown now the city screamin' my name I flow gunshots and break fingers just to shift the pain Whoever hate 'em I levitate 'em like David Blaine Black Ops state of mind play the game like campaign Bumpin' Santana in a finest Copacabana In Havana with a honey by the name of Hannah Wearing nothing but a bandana Pussy wetter than Louisiana You know the deal peace to Miilkbone I keep it real Flyer than a man of steel motherfucker how you feel It's Logic I woke up early on my born day I'm twenty it's a blessing The essence of adolescence leaves my body Now I'm fresh and my physical frame is celebrated 'Cause I made it one quarter through life Some Godly-like thing created Got rhymes three sixty-five days annual plus some Load up the mic and bust one cuss while I puffs from My skull 'cause it's pain in my brain vein money maintain Don't go against the grain simple and plain I've been workin' like I've never been I struggle every day but I just can't let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now What I know right now I'd be better than I've ever been better than I've ever been You ever wonder what it all really means Heart full of dreams I know I'ma do it go get it by any means Serving food for the thought like it's rock to the fiends I said this shit for years boy this life ain't what it seems Sayin' that you can't just solidifies that you never will Said you would said you could but you ain't got the skill You gotta climb the highest mountain to master the hill You gotta climb over your ego to master your will Gave up on your dreams for a suit and a pension God damn I hope you're here for the intervention You say you would if you had the money Don't make me mention That it'll cost nothin' but time for you to pay attention Now don't get me wrong I know there's people out there hatin' on ya And it feel like your self-esteem is breakin' on ya All they ever seem to do is hate when you speak They spend seven days preyin' on the weak I know the world sleepin' on ya like a sedative Talk all you want about me homie I'ma let it live Hater this hater that say I sound repetitive Hatin' in your blood you was born to be negative I struggle every day but I just can't let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now What I know right now I'd be better than I've ever been better than I've ever been This is dedicated to everyone that never made it And the people that persevered even though they was hated They had a dream and a vision that they follow like a religion But on the real the road to success is prone to collision And every now and then something happens That's unexpected like that newborn in your life Because you fuckin' unprotected And I swear nobody perfect hell I know I ain't Yeah I know this verse is heaven sent but I'm far from a saint Live a life with no complaints tryna do just what I can Learn from my father's mistakes and become a better man Now plant a seed and watch 'em grow Teach 'em everything I know Show him how to fight his battles and always go toe to toe And this I know 'cause I been high low right wrong But I had to do it all just so I could write this song I spit knowledge like the listener is my only son And grip the mic like I'm at war and it's my only gun Sometimes this journey to the top can be a lonely one Yeah and this victory lap a lonely run While my hometown screamin' you the chosen one Tellin' myself don't choke don't be the frozen one I've been workin' like I've never been I struggle every day but I just can't let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now What I know right you I'd be better than I've ever been better than I've ever been I've been workin' like I've never been I struggle every day but I just can't let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now What I know right now I'd be better than I've ever been better than I've ever been I've been workin' like I've never been I struggle every day but I just can't let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now I'd be better than I've ever been better than I've ever been Um you like that take I like it Yeah should I make it more surreal though or I think it's good hey Bobby run it Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious hella vicious I wonder where is this hold up Get the fuck out my business show enough We roll up then load up Just a bastard born out of wedlock Close to the Earth like a dreadlock Got my sites on deadlock Visions of my enemy in a headlock Feel like I'm livin' in Bedrock surrounded by rubble Just a youngin' in trouble Took a shot and then made it a double This that food for thought my school ain't taught me good No ingredients in my hood But a tablespoon of this baking soda Gon' make it good like it should That's ignant isn't it hold up wait Now take a look at my pigment Tell me again we can never be kin Based on the color of my skin Matter of fact your lips ain't thin That's a club I don't wanna be in My DNA get done integrated My God it's innovative That's a million miles away from administrative I fuckin' hate it anyway Long ago way back in the day in a place called West Deer Park I was like 5 sit in my mama lap while she would drive Police would knock on the door I would hide Then they would talk to me and I would lie Hopin' I don't die on this side of a forty-four Then they would handcuff my mama and take her away Over down on the driveway Fast forward a couple of years and I'm bumpin' that Sade By Sinatra so high so high oh my God damn Now I'm a grown man oh man What the fuck done happened to the plan I know as soon as I write this I might just go crazy Anything but lazy I can't sleep 'Cause if I do there's another motherfucker Wide awake on the creep tryna kill you and he will too We livin' like civilized people but far from equal I hope I live a long life and get to see my sequel My son my seed watch 'em grow and then watch 'em lead Let me proceed bumpin' that Californication by the Red Hot Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot Y'all better not me fuckin' with me Who him Yeah me I be the God MC I remember my life long ago in my adolescence I could feel the presence in my residence Hesitant even thought it was evident I should get the fuck I know something is wrong Yeah I know something is wrong Feel like my mind gone I know I play along I might drown in this song Huh I'm so focused huh I know you know this Uh when I make a move and feel like no one notice Uh when I quit my job uh I fuckin' noticed Shit maybe then I'm noticed huh but maybe not Feel like this minimum wage is contagious So outrageous my age is on my mind Walking to work and I go blind Sippin' on that Koolaid Gettin' big wig money that's toupee Look around and see people with no class Like snow on a school day Y'all can't do what I do do what I do Starin' out this window like like Erykah Badu Livin' life how I do is crazy This shit never amaze me But I still let it phase me and I don't know why All I know is my mind racing A million miles a minute the second I'm in it Yeah I be pacing bitch I'm back again Been here since way back when Now let that shit begin yeah This album 2 but this song was written before the first My mind racing I'm sick of pacing I feel the thirst Of those around me that down me and pray on my demise But it only makes it that much better when I rise This for the people that been through it and couldn't do it Had a vision but blew it while haters screaming that they knew it This is real so real The type of shit that make you feel like you gotta kill Most of these people will never hit fruition Paying tuition when they should've just listened their intuition Now they wishing they was switching up their lifestyle All alone with no one to dial I'm just a man I got problems Understand this is all I ever wanted Yes I do it for the fans and I ain't perfect I've questioned if this life was even worth it 'Cause all the people care about is what lies on the surface And my purpose is to do it like it ain't never been done Always keep it real and remember where I'm from now This album 2 but this song was written before the first My mind racing I'm sick of pacing I feel the thirst Of those around me that down me and pray on my demise But it only makes it that much better when I rise Yeah yeah SlayDro This that J Dilla right here Badu Indica Badu Yeah that's right Riding 'round the city with my homies blowing trees Wavy like the Seven Seas living life let me get it right Let me give it a minute to get up in it like a beautiful independent woman that's finna make you wait to smash Come now let me count this cash Come now let me sip this flask Pockets fat like shawty ass Jump in the whip gotta get this gas Put that shit in drive I'm live like ammunition No permission needed I proceeded to accelerate Had days with hella hate but gotta let that anger migrate All this shit that's on my plate That food for thought that can't be bought But only taught and on the real know I can't get much higher been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher word to my supplier While you break it roll it light it use that fire ignite it I can't get much higher been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher word to my supplier While you break it roll it light it use that fire ignite it I can't get much higher Nigga like we smoking all weekend And I roll and smoke when I'm drinkin' Tell them open that door but don't peek in If we smokin' that dope it's a reason Eyes so low from the chiefin' I be getting high when I wake up And roll me one more before I'm sleeping Man I be smoking so good that I be forgetting the past It don't even come to my house If it ain't wrapped up in a turkey bag We roll up the herb and laugh kick back blow a zip Take it on a plane know I smoke the same when I'm on a trip Nigga like me always got weed on 'em Try to tell me that she don't smoke later on she joinin' Ain't no point no I'm back keep going in You been rolling with cats who boring I be bringing them stacks enormous Section always in the back important Bad bitch gorgeous pack imported I can't get much higher been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher word to my supplier While you break it roll it light it use that fire ignite it I can't get much higher been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher word to my supplier While you break it roll it light it use that fire ignite it Uh yeah I'm finna get up in the feeling Independent feeling like a boss Roll a little something smoke a little something Kick back and then floss Chiefin' that Indica in the cut tell my anxiety to get lost Fuck a pill only numb the pain Man you know how much that shit cost I ain't talking 'bout your pocket No I am only talking about the mind When the cannabis combine with the brain It be like everything you see it seem to shine Smoking that Golden State everything going great Got a lot on my plate not a single complaint Stack of money in the bank This that RattPack and that Taylor Gang They know the face and they know the name I'm a married man with a bad wife Never fuck around unless it's Mary Jane Come play the game honestly never the same Just like my flow got one for every occasion Living the life so my life is amazing woo I can't get much higher been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher word to my supplier While you break it roll it light it use that fire ignite it I can't get much higher been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher word to my supplier While you break it roll it light it use that fire ignite it I can't get much higher I've upgraded while they've waited Will they love it Will they hate it Never faded I evade it 'Cause I never really want to complicate it Think I've made it yes I did I'm giving them bars like a bid Let me rewind it like a vid And they really wanna get it like I live God damn mother fucker what I gotta give Way back in DC at Liv On the way to that everlasting life Will they rob you Yeah they might Hold up wait a minute veer to the right On this road to success I've faced my fears Then hop on that flight My bitch bad got a sick figure Play 1 show and get 6 figures We build bigger money tall as a mountain bitch I've got Hilfigers like goddamn Yes sir I know who I am I'm that main man Martin out here kicking out Pam Just riding 'round with my Gina in that all-black Beamer All the way from Maryland whipping out West Covina Hold up now check my demeanor Yeah your girl bad my girl meaner I've got the Akira on the wall I just can't follow their law Swear to God that they know me They don't know me at all And its all right it's alright I've upgraded Let me bring in them new kicks like Timbaland I gotta reboot with this upgrade My metaphors on Cloud 9 And the meaning behind them is so vague Before I created this universe I had to fly through the Bermuda first 6ix on the beat then we queue the verse Now I'm in another world when the flow emerge Feel like I'm in a Fifth Element I'm in my element lost in paradise Its me you and Leeloo Korben Dallas in Fhloston Paradise Never by chance like a pair of dice I don't give a fuck about their advice I'm on another planet no I'm not manic Bitch I'm decompressed know they can't stand it 'Cause I pilot it and manned it the best All they demanded was I gave up and laid dream to rest Hold up wait a minute fuck all that shit I left Earth ages ago to avoid and duck all that shit You know when we on Making music that's gon' survive for eons Bloodshed from America to Sierra Leone That's that shit I can't be on that's the reason I be gone Yes I keep it professional like Luc Besson and Leon I've upgraded Sometimes I fantasize about traveling space and time I think about specific moments that I could rewind Not to redo it but relive it I could give it one more go abide And truly understand the deeper things That I don't know about Now take a trip with me and vibe I'm on this interstellar mission is you down to ride Hold up I know this innermission feeling like the tribe Life is beautiful I'm so lucky to be alive I'm gonna take this moment right now Here and school them people I know deep in my heart everyone is created equal I truly wish that I could see the sequel of our people Truly wish that I could check it Now when I hit the road and tour the world I see like different light this music shit just ain't the world Brothers and sisters from different mothers and misters All different colors and creeds all come together for me Boy I'm blessed to be free uh This is our time still I'm looking back let me rewind This is our ride don't let me lose my faith let me rewind On the front of this bus I'm busting my mind open Hoping these lyrics will keep me coping On the grind like copin' no time to bring the dope in But this Nyquil got me feeling lit It's been like 3 months since I've been home Sometimes it feel like forever just how long I been gone Yeah you know that's the shit that I been on You know I love it feel like there's never enough of it Let me bring 'em back Chilling watching Tarantino we know I've been on it forever My endeavor like a feature film Step into the realm of the realest do you feel this I'm in it my limit the chillest Let me bring 'em back yo Yeah I woke up early on my born twenty-five it's a blessing Progression everyday lesson's got me stressing But I'm testing reminiscing When I would listen to my intuition And now I made it resurrecting Young Sinatra I created I'm elated It seem like everyone's somehow related Letters back and forth from my homie That's locked up in prison Doing fourteen it's been five I know my heart's with him I've been so busy it feel like forever since I hit him man I think about how I wasn't shit when he went in What if the tables was turned And I was the one that been in damn He said he's seen me in the magazine He said he's seen me on Fallon and Kimmel That's been my dog from the kennel I never thought that out the millions watching he was one It makes me reminisce about the times when we begun Skipping class with all of my homies On a constant search for who I was I rarely went to school they wonder why and that's because My situation at home was alcoholics and drugs I never graduated but I made it to the summit Don't get me wrong so many times I thought that I would plummet Felt like I didn't have the heart and couldn't seem To stomach all of the beef around my way I mean I never wanted to live a life Where all you're truly living is a lie I knew I always wanted more And so they wonder why I said they wonder why Bitch I've been blowin' up Everyone showin' up where was you in the beginnin' I know that they showin' up Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin' No you do not know enough You do not know a thing about this life that I'm livin' You've never been low enough Yeah I was born at the bottom Everything I'm given now Bobby tell me who really 'bout it Bitch I doubt it not a single person work harder than Bobby Just wrote a novel starrin' in a movie Built another business while you at the party Ain't one to flex but yeah I'm finna flex I just parked that new i8 right next to the Audi Copped that G-Wagon right there for my shawty Yeah get it like get it like get it like get it like me nah Handout palm up you cannot get this shit here for free nah Bobby done put in that work you gon' pay me a fee nah I said Bobby been livin' that life and you know I said Let that bitch breathe Most of these people can't never ever comprehend all the shit that I've seen I am polite than a mothafucka but when I grip that mic I get mean Come now you know what I mean Pepe done got the boy lean Yeah you could doubt me say what you want 'bout me But I am a rappin' machine I do this shit for the team shit for the squad I'm livin' the dream yes I am livin' the dream Hold up wait up just can't believe Just can't believe that my swag is on another level No no ain't nobody fuckin' with him Don't matter who come stand next to me Once I'm surrounded ain't nobody fuckin' with them I am the best of the best of the best Of the best of the best of the best like Men In Black Greatest alive bitch I've been that If you don't agree you get kidnapped Bitch slapped thrown back like woo Bitch I've been blowin' up Everyone showin' up where was you in the beginnin' I know that they showin' up Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin' No you do not know enough You do not know a thing about this life that I'm livin' You've never been low enough Yeah I was born at the bottom Everything I'm given now Bitch I've been blowin' up Everyone showin' up where was you in the beginnin' I know that they showin' up Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin' No you do not know enough You do not know a thing about this life that I'm livin' You've never been low enough Yeah I was born at the bottom Everything I'm given now This is real life the only one we get to live I remember being broke and thinking something gotta give This is real life everything we do is legendary And we gon' do it to the day we in the cemetery Real life it feel like I'm dreaming Used to feel like I was nothing now my life has meaning Said this is real life goddamn this is real life Yeah I've been fiending for this moment I've been dreaming 'bout this moment I guess this is how it feel to have everything you ever wanted Writing these records like a dissertation While the fans goin' crazy from anticipation Damn nine years that's a lot of patience And now I'm looking at my idols and feeling adjacent It's hell of a long way from back in the basement Looking at hip-hop tryna find my placement I bought my first pair of Jordans at twenty-two Same year I bought a crib too Now my face in magazines I used to flip through And my music on all the sites I used to sift through Remember meeting Nas for the first time Shook his hand and he started quoting my lines Said he a fan goddamn this is my time I'ma get it I'ma do it till we prime time I told him every single day that I be at it In the studio recording like an addict He said that real hip-hop shit I had it This is real life the only one we get to live I remember being broke and thinking something gotta give This is real life everything we do is legendary And we gon' do it to the day we in the cemetery Real life it feel like I'm dreaming Used to feel like I was nothing now my life has meaning Said this is real life goddamn this is real life I used to wonder what it feel like Aight I guess we back again With another verse about how much I'm black again You don't like it blame God for the packaging Bringing up my race don't call me a white rapper then Damn they judging me by my skin tone Instead of my talent man these motherfuckers been wrong But it's all good I just thought I'd address it And spell it out for people so they can finally assess it This is dedicated to anyone with a dream And a realization of what following it means Breaking the cycle and not following your genes That perfect moment when your logic intervenes And let you know that everything ain't always what it seems But if you really looking I promise you'll find your dreams This is everything I ever wanted half of y'all won't get it The other half will probably laugh and wonder how I did it I just spit it from my mind one word at the time Take everything I'm going through and put it in a rhyme I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a lot of weight upon my shoulders But this is my therapy as I flow this Spilling out my heart I just hope somebody notice I've been real from the start and you motherfuckers know this Once my name elevated that's when the fame escalated But on the real I've grown accustomed to the stares People watching every move I make like it was theirs All up in my business and even in my personal affairs Now I know I talk a lot of game but I ain't trynna sell you 'Cause honestly I could show you better than I could tell you And even though there's been moments when everything have fell through We kept it moving assuming even the greatest fail too I swear this business shit is do or die I never contemplated suicide I'm too alive In front of thousands but I'm talking like it's you and I And everyday fewer find their dreams because fewer try This is real life the only one we get to live I remember being broke and thinking something gotta give This is real life everything we do is legendary And we gon' do it to the day we in the cemetery Real life it feel like I'm dreaming Used to feel like I was nothing now my life has meaning Said this is real life goddamn this is real life Everything I seen made me everything I am Everything I do I'm a man behind mine It's funny how your role model gets outdated becomes the old model At the hotel asking for mo' bottles Wordplay that elevates minds like Aristotle All these beautiful women follow wherever I go Million-dollar deals on the table Just a couple years ago I couldn't pay for cable Growing up surrounded by 'caine like I was Abel Shit was unstable now Visionary's the label Plus Def Jam know who I am I'm that motherfucker that do it just 'cause I can Now I'm on a level that your elevator can't reach I've got information that the school system doesn't teach I've got verses that your Sunday service wouldn't dare to preach Rapture you with lyricism kidnap your soul And changed your mind like I'm penetrating your skull I seen shit John Lennon couldn't imagine Just me and a mic on a main stage spazzing It's the type of shit normal people can't even fathom So much swag kiss your bitch and she orgasms I'm hazardous you would have sworn I was from Nazareth I'm resurrecting hip-hop like it was Lazarus Step to the mic and they gon' dread it like Weezy Man this industry is so damn greasy Swaggin' on the track they say I sound like Yeezy But I don't give a fuck 'cause gettin' money too easy Twenty-first century doing something mean to it Play this in the south and everybody gonna lean to it We do it for the music money ain't a thing to us Been shining muhfucka what's bling to us Most loved most hated at the same time Star player in this bitch and it's game time Who you know lyrically killed the club in the same rhyme They call me Logic motherfucker better know the name I spit crack like Pusha Novocaine We never dumb it down you know we just numb it down And watch you get up in your feelings when we come around Grew up on section 8 you probably can't relate 'Cause y'all just watched the throne I'm tryna checkmate I been shinin since before I brought them diamonds in and They talk that shit they talk that shit it's so astonishing Y'all better swallow that pride like a klonopin 'Cause I can lay tracks with my eyes closed Chinaman Got a show in LA Sunday then New York Monday It's the Roc reincarnated we call it Visionary Fuck the world 'til I'm on top we call that missionary The game's on pause it need to load again These rappers is reruns and we need a new episode again Yeah well motherfucker this the pilot Said this would happen back in the day but you ain't believe me So um I'mma keep rising to the top Never stop and finger fuck the world 'til the day my album drop You already know what I been on You know where I be at 'Cause men lie women lie Numbers don't I see that Catch me in a private jet Like fuck it where the weed at And this flight attendant got the fattest ass You know I need that Now these bitches say they love me but they're just obsessed with the image Now if practice makes perfect then this is a scrimmage 'Cause I ain't perfect I never said I was But now they're hating 'cause a brother finally got some buzz The things that I say The places I'm seeing The people I talk to you don't know what I mean Even matters of love it ain't always as it seems Yeah there's plenty in the sea until you hit the mainstream The girl that I love the one I call my honey Now I wonder if she love me for me or my fucking money Sometimes I think about the love that I had in the past I truly miss it but it just wasn't destined to last 'Cause our separation lit a fire under my ass And now I'm gunning for the throne yeah that is my task Just a youngin' with a dream that acquired a team Motivated by bad bitches and rockin' supreme Now the whole world wonders what's his next move That all depends on what I feel that I need to improve Tell me what you think of me I swear it doesn't matter Just as long as I am happy and my pocket's getting fatter Just watch me shatter the competition Getting madder then all of them wishing You couldn't done it like I done it bitch I run it Ah Yeah you know I do it like it ain't never been done Hit the Vegas strip and blow a million euro just for fun To be honest I may have embellished that last line Chillin' with a shorty that is so much more than fine At the penthouse poppin' bottles of that hundred thousand dollar wine I got the connect met 'em through the grape vine Yeah it's been a year and everything I said would happen has New school style with old school bars like Alcatraz 'Cause I ain't never second guess this music shit I knew this shit was all I ever wanted all I ever had Born famous now it's just time to convince the world Ditch cats like drainage if they disrespect it don't step through I paint pictures for your mind and bring it to life like cinematography Say it then I do it my whole career's a prophecy now Better grab your jacket 'cause in this world we live in it's cold out And when my album hit the stores it's sold out Like these rapper's careers I'm the sum of our fears Fuck a Grammy nominated bitch I made it and I'm here I said it's all about the fans not all about the record sells They said it wouldn't work I told them go fuck themselves Why you think I'm independent visionaries never fail Fuckin with me now but they never was Tell me where was y'all back on the come up Way before the buzz Chillin with my homies in the basement like it really was Fuckin with me now top down just the four of us Rattpack to the fullest the people want more of us Man now we've finally got connected Did it all without a plug and so they fucking with me now Yeah we've got it now yes I've got it now So I gotta keep it real right now Tell me how you feelin' bitches grillin' we making a killin' The villain chillin' I'm livin' the life I've got the feelin' For the realest on the rise shootin for the sky Goddamn everybody wonder who I am 'Cause I came out the cut like a stitch in your hand And my music flowing through your city like drug money Made a mill off rap fuck drug money And now you hit me like I got you whatever you need But deep down hope a motherfucker bleed yeah they Break it down for these motherfuckers thinking that they Fuckin with me now Break it down come off of the crown Nowhere to be found on the come up now they come around Talk about they hold me down yeah Acting like they know me now they know me now yeah Where you been you gon' be there when I need a friend Say I've got em when I hit rock bottom and get up again Sippin gin now would you pick up the pen If I was locked up in the pen Tell me can you reminisce on way back when it did begin When I look at you I do not see a friend When I look at you look at me I can tell you only see some type of end Fuckin with me now actin' like we kin But you don't know where I've been Goddamn bring it back again yeah Yeah smoking in London while the snow fall In another country so pardon me for the roll call Damn who would've thought the fan base was this immense On the first fucking train to Paris so pardon my french Shows sold out fans in line even though it's cold out Yeah touring Europe getting swiss cheese Many said I'd never attain it now I'm like bitch please Allow me to open up the verse with something so diverse Now let the flow immerse hold up watch it disperse From the gates of Heaven while the police booking at me Open your mental while bitches give me brain with no dental Y'all probably think I'm crazy for touching this instrumental Shout out my cousin Ego he know this shit's sentimental Been doing this shit for my dogs holding down the kennel My ex hit me talkin bout she wanna make up But on the real I got no time for cover girls Music is my main bitch no time for other girls I'm finna blow like Hiroshima my demeanor get meaner Watch me elevate to arenas Me without the mic that's like Martin without the Gina Venus without Serena Now these thirsty bitches on the dick we call that Aquafina I used to bus tables until them tables turned And everything I have obtained is everything I've earned And everything I rap about is everything I've learned So hopefully the listener can position a situation where they don't get burned And they can learn from my mistakes like I've learned from the greats To do whatever it takes for Heaven's sakes open your mind This shit's one of a kind elegant and refined irrelevant to the swine What's the deal To various people I do appeal because of skill So this the type of shit I'm gon keep making That make MCs break fast like flapjacks and bacon Never Hollywood I'm grounded like a cup of Folgers bitch I told ya Allow me to open up your mind and mold ya Indulge ya within this shit I call the second Renaissance The system broke and they sent Logic in for maintenance 'Cause all you wack rappers couldn't break change to make sense I'm back again with another argument about how much I'm black again Fighting for credibility from the lack of blacker skin It's kind of funny how your pigment determines how people perceive you Ain't seen my momma in a minute 'Cause growing up she called me a nigga That would never amount to nothing Racism from my own momma left home 'cause of drama But I can make it in the rap game look at Obama You ain't been in my shoes you don't know my story You don't know what's in store but bitch I stocked the inventory Fuck a critic with the balls to try to tell me how I feel You wasn't with me as a child Never once did you feel the pain of my stomach That manifested from the lack of meals Headed to the soup kitchen on foot by the lack of wheels We aim to keep it real And hell no we ain't never missing Came a long way from eating when government gave permission If you think these lyrics ain't deep you too stupid to listen Just an outkast with a mission to spit to whoever listen Bitch it's Logic Aight well higher probably right Fuck it just record it. Who cares I just wanna make these music lovers remember again While the haters fall back like September again I was hoping 3 Stacks and Big would assemble again Drop the politics and bring us together again Maybe if I go platinum they'll remember me then Maybe if I go platinum they'll remember me then yeah yeah But I'm not defined by the sales of my first week 'Cause in my mind the only way I fail if my verse weak As I look in the crowd and see thousands of different faces Compiled of different races gathering from different places I just contemplate shout out to those who can relate And even though it gets hard I know my fate With my train of thought racing like a runaway freight Living life to the fullest until I hit up them gates it's like I'ma get up today I don't know how but I'ma find a way Looking for the sun in a world of gray Feeling like my dream is a world away I'ma get up today I don't know how but I'ma find a way Searching for the sun in a world of grey Feeling like my dream is a world away What it feel like I used to wonder what it feel like Yeah used to wonder what it You can really do anything I got a date with destiny My heart says yeah but can't convince the rest of me I tried so hard to make it with no recipe My selfish ways caught up and got the best of me I need redemption no need to mention my past 'Cause all that matters now is bigger than diamonds and cash The glitz the glamor the lights the camera the action The stage the fans the speakers blasting You know I want it I need it Don't doubt it I can't live without it This is everything I dreamed of It's everything I've ever wanted But is it really truly in my plans Or did God mix up my blueprints Did he have it right there in his hands Anybody give me a hint I can feel it now I know it's coming And I don't give a fuck what anybody say I've fallen I've risen I chose and selected this mission Incarceration through these bars created a prison And I intend to do the time that the sentence is given Twenty-five to life yeah that's how I'm living Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever make it But there's only way I'ma know I'm like a seed planted in the dirt Feels like I've been waiting forever to grow And maybe today is the day And maybe tonight is the night But one thing that I know for sure This time I'ma get it right I'ma keep it a hunnid I'm blunted I don't give a damn I don't give a fuck about another man I'ma make it make it rain like the weather man Old girl should have got a better man Ass fat lookin' good in my letterman In the hood I'm a better man Wish a mothafucka would Whole life I been up to no good Change it all if I could Rearrange my heart the beat good but I can't I'm a sinner not a saint Layers to my life no I can't Cover it up with paint Keep on livin' livin' Livin' on money and women As soon as I'm in 'em I'm out Now the truth never come out my mouth Speak life when I come in her mouth like I'm a dirty mothafucka a waste of life a waste of skin Wanna repent don't know where to begin Next of kin don't give a damn 'bout me I know God don't give a damn 'bout me People try but don't know 'bout me But the Devil said that he want my soul Give it to me right now I'd rather be a different man in another world Than work for the man in my universe Wonder what it feel like to take flight Momma told me everything gon' be alright I mean my life can't be off right But come to think about it Everybody runnin' the world seem to be all white Can you mothafuckas see alright I mean I need it I want it I gotta have it If you're from where I'm from everyday ain't magic I been telling everybody I'ma give it a go I know I been there before feel it in my soul oh I know Love it or hate it I made it I did it I lived it While the whole world lookin' at the boy like whoa Baptized in a ocean of Hennessey Really wonder what the remedy Tell me how the world gon' remember me Got me feelin like the enemy Like I ain't got no energy I been lookin' for an entity Feelin' like I need to chill like I need a new amenity Fuck all that I'm a dirty mothafucka a waste of life A waste of skin Wanna repent don't know where to begin Next of kin don't give a damn 'bout me I know God don't give a damn 'bout me People try but don't know 'bout me But the Devil said that he want my soul Give it to me right now Somebody save me I need you to save me To wash away my sins on high I know my life was lived the wrong way I know I did you wrong in my own way But it was the flashing lights that mesmerized That hypnotized the only And then we crawl and we scratch our way out We betray each other We lie we take from one another And we told you gon' forgive us at the end But the state don't forgive us I'm locked up and half my friends And then when I get out or I make it out I'm expected to somehow give back To people who never wanted to see me escape I'm startin' to hate the man in the mirror And it's gettin' clearer That society was designed to keep me on the bottom So if you real if you're out there for real Please explain to me why Why do we suffer Why do we die And why do the people Who go against everything you ever said always get ahead I've done so much wrong I don't know if I can ever be right But tonight I am in this church Asking you to show yourself to reveal yourself to me Because I'm tired and I don't know what else to do So black I'm blue so brown I'm down I done been everywhere but up and when I finally get up I am ravaged with guilt and pain and shame And all I wanna do is believe in you The darker you are the closer you are to dirt And they make sure it hurts And I am tired of hurtin' man I'm tired of bein' looked at second guessed doubted feared So if you out there do something about this 'Cause I can't take it no more Help me Yeah I say bitch bad Woman good lady better Now imagine there's a shorty maybe five maybe four Riding 'round with his mama listening to the radio And a song comes on and a not far off from being born Doesn't know the difference between right and wrong Now I ain't trying to make it too complex But let's just say shorty has an undeveloped context About the perception of women these days His mama sings along and this what she says Niggas I'm a bad bitch and I'm bad bitch Somethin' that's far above average And maybe other rhyming words like cabbage and savage Couple of things are happenin' here First he's relatin' the word bitch with his mama And because she's relatin' to herself As most important source of help And mental health he may skew respect for dishonor Yeah now imagine a group of little girls nine through twelve On the Internet watching videos listening to songs by themselves It doesn't really matter if they have parental clearance They understand the Internet better than their parents Now being the Internet the content's probably uncensored They're young so they're malleable and probably unmentored A complicated combination maybe with no relevance Until that intelligence meets their favorite singer's preference Now let's say that they less concerned with him And more with the video girl acquiescent to his whims Ah the plot thickens high heels long hair fat booty slim Reality check I'm not trippin' They don't see a paid actress just what makes a bad bitch To set in your mind and really mess with your conceptions Discretions reflections it's clever misdirection 'Cause while I was rappin' they was growin' up fast Nobody stepped in to ever slow 'em up gasp Sho' enough in this little world The little boy meets one of those little girls And he thinks she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch He thinks disrespectfully she thinks of that sexually She got the wrong idea he don't wanna fuck her He think she's bad at being a bitch like his mother Momma never dressed like that Come out the house hot mess like that Ass titties dressed like that all out to impress like that Just like that you see the fruit of the confusion He caught in a reality she caught in an illusion Bad mean good to her she really nice and smart But bad mean bad to him bitch don't play a part But bitch still bad to her if you say it the wrong way But she think she a bitch yeah what a double entendre Tell 'em bitch bad woman good Lady better they misunderstood I say I say I say I say I say I say Bitch bad woman good Lady better they misunderstood We're all chemicals vitamins and minerals Vicodin with inner tubes wrapped around the arm To see the vein like a chicken on the barn Top Cat chat let's begin another yarn That's flying saucer cheese or is it chicken parm' But roosters don't fly like boosters don't buy So what powers cowards to get them to the top Just to fall asleep listening to Bach The ribbon in the sky is the riddim that I drop Dribbling the eye across the prism of a clock That lacks meaning but racks up stacks of fat reading They catch Chief and wrapped up plants from trap dealings Now what's a coffin with a scratched ceiling And what's the talking without the match feeling That's buried living And cherry picking Every lemon from your berry system Then proceed with the pack feeding When I was young I had visions of another world Sneaking looks at the porn stash of my brother Hurl Incense smoke made vortices and other curls Casting calls from porn films and ad space for rubber girls I like my pancakes cut in swirls Moroccan moles and undercover squirrels I like cartoons southern cities with large moons Faith healers ex-female drug dealers and art booms Apologize for my weird mix What taste like hot dogs and tear drips And looks like pantomime and clear bricks And smells like shotguns and deer piss They on their hunt kind of salty that I'm going hard First part of a party that I throw in parts One minute you're playing pool next minute you're throwing darts But that's how you do with a party that you throw in bars I run the Gambit like I'm throwing cards From popular mechanics to overdosing hearts Paint cold pictures like Nova Scotia landscapes Nerd gang make Mandelbrot sets when we handshake A word game back up plan that can dam lakes Backup the wordplay playing at the man's states Means I can still be the man if the dam breaks And when demand brakes I'm reflectious what they can't face My peers will still treat the mirror like it's a fan base The unfettered veteran the eagle feathered man of medicine That hovers above cities like weather men And maybe weather woman Whatever better to tell ya weather comin' I prefer girls to reign all over the world And not rain like rain man or rain like rain dance Or rain like a slight chance of rain when it's raining Or rein like deer slaves to Santa Claus sleigh man But reign like Queens that reign over made man And not Queen like Queen killer rhapsody bohemian Queen But Queen like white glove wave hand and not wave hand like it's a heat wave So you make a fan by waving your hand I'm talking wave like you saying Hey man And not hay for horses and hoarse is like you almost voiceless You gotta treat your vocal chords like it's a fortress And treat every single one of your words like reinforcements And especially when you're recording 'Cause that's the portion that's important When I was reporting that I was poor but now I'm more than It's still hooker heels on my sugar hills and sweet spots Crying shames make margarita rims from cheap tops Deep plots in floor to ceiling windows for my peep pots A little scene with the sickle swings to make the wheat drop And a hundred words for them hummingbirds that like to eavesdrop And fan out like peacocks with a parakeet that beat box So the sun rise when the beat drops and the sun dies when the beat stops Then it unties then it relocks then it relapsed then it detox Then heat back like a heat pack on his knee caps of the weak spot 'Cause he want what we got like yeah Then forge poetry like a young ornery Morrissey Then spit it to the golden locks thots who like their porridge all watery From the steel orbitings sorcerer sorcery Coming down gorgeously just like a Stacey Dash waterfall A more torturing a water-boarding Barbie doll A river of women like a Brazilian Carnival Swimming in feminine bikinis made out of Barbasol Somebody give them the volleyballs If you love her don't ever send her to Mally Mall's Homie if she lonely she might end up in Macauly's claws Coming out the closet over goblets down at Madri Gras The fame champagne walk of shame lobby call My rap position was black condition and activism Ammunition for abolition missions attacking systems But they're not apt to listen unless it's dropping on Activision Are we apps or are we bodies filled with apparitions Operating applications stuck inside an Apple prison Chicken hack and download updates that lack religion Or are we more Than soil tainting disloyal changelings Preoccupied with boy and Goyle chasing and foiling other's royal saintings I sit back and watch the world through eye holes in my oil paintings Ain't nothin' to it but to do it Unless you Virgin Mary nothin' do it but the truest Believe all that unless you Jewish Life is not a dictionary it's a thesaurus And I feel like a missionary to a clitoris The water bearer heir of traditions that I swear to never change My chair position or conditions of my porridge Submission for sedition against the religion of a chorus Keep them golden weave thieves out the mothafuckin' forest As I perform a nerve storm I prefer my pictures in word form Bury the hatchet like how a bird born As I paint cold pictures like Kool-Aid facing condensation Having conversations with flavorful combinations Slave to my concentration so that's OJ da Juiceman meets OJ with two hands And two gloves that's too snug to judge who was who drew blood And Lupe look at all these toucans in a cemetery full of tomahawks Giving middle fingers to the pigeons doing somersaults Road runners don't fall off cliffs they run across Anomalies by the colony flukes by the reservoir Wildin' pursuers end up as poofs on the desert floor Levitating youths who know the truth of where the fountain hides Buccaro roof painting tunnels onto the mountain sides A thousand parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies Chocula Counts by the count of five Refrigerator roof full of animals and monsters Incinerator chutes and the manual for Contra Assorted memories from my childhood Absorbing energy from the wild woods Electronic combat Konami sign contract Chinese chalk killing cucarachas on contact Chicago spray gun aficionado Efficient spitting bridging divisions isn't Chicano Who's the Boss If it isn't Alyssa Milano Dudikoff ninja mission into the Congo Polarize envy of the older guys Black obi shinobi hittin' Kenno in the face with all my throwin' knives Sub-zero guiding hiding riding in the pack as well Sound village Leaf village wolf spirit magic spells Dodging rain and catching hail Faces need samurais to catch the L Special research vessels made for catching whales Filet-o-fish ships sea-sheperded peppered with extra sails Rewrite history liberty needs a better bell Maybe harder irons and carbon fibers that never fail Smarter science mixed with a odd alliance of fairy tale Or maybe just a metal pail you hit with steel tools To announce that you've had enough and dropping out of SEAL school Just like trout jumping out their house to let their gills cool Yeah I said it feels cool to kill fools Slipping through the cracks like when you try to grill gruel Techno Viking water bottle and not following pill rules Will have you off the throttle when you should be modelin' chill mood Roller skater maker or are you just cobblin' wheel shoes Overweight taster of kings food that kills crews Oblivious feather-weight baker who autographed cakes whenever his quill moves over your milieu Simple as a Buddhist monk in a temple standing in some heel groove with the abbot practising stillness Real still til' he realize his realness Defeat Samsara achieves nirvana and brilliance Shame at all the damage that the white man wine did Ghost Dance Trail of Tears five million beers a year And all that other crime did More peace to the teachers of blind kids To rebels in small cells keeping their mind big Say everything's hostile Suicide bombers and prosperity gospels emaciated models With cocaine and blood pouring out their nostrils they got to Just to stay awake on the catwalk of life where everybody watch you Straight hair high heels and a handbag Crucifixes racism and a land grab A peace sign and a pants sag A money toss 'cause a nine stripper mad dash A friend request following a hash tag Now everybody want it like the last laugh A Michael Jackson jacket or a Daft mask Purple Jordans or the mixed girl in your math class Stable is when the Ba'ath had Baghdad But corporate jets really had to have that gas bad 'Cause that's just more dinosaur for their Cadillacs Live from the other side what you see A bunch of nonsense on my TV Heaven on Earth is what I need But I feel I'm in Hell every time I breathe Reporting live from the other side what you hear A bunch of nonsense all in my ear Rich man poor man we all gotta pay 'Cause freedom ain't free especially 'round my way And we marvel at the state of Ottoman Then turn around and treat Ghana like a garbage can America's a big motherfuckin' garbageman If you ain't know you're part and parcel of the problem You say no you ain't and I say yes you is Soon as you find out what planned obsolescence is You say no they didn't and I say yes they did Say that we should protest just to get arrested That goes against all my hustling ethics A bunch of jail niggas say it's highly ineffective Depart from Martin connect on Malcolm X tip Insert Baldwin to similar the separate To me the truth is more fulfilling than a meth hit Or finding really fast internet to have some sex with It's all one song short of a set list Couple croissants shy of a continental breakfast Or blowing out your birthday candles just to make a death wish So absurd word to Chief Bone Necklace Down at the Lakota Sioux Casino A whole culture boiled down to giving you pokeno I go as left as a heart in the chest 'Cause the Horn of Africa is now starving to death Live from the other side what you see A bunch of nonsense on my TV Heaven on Earth is what I need But I feel I'm in Hell every time I breathe Reporting live from the other side what you hear A bunch of nonsense all in my ear Rich man poor man we all gotta pay 'Cause freedom ain't free especially 'round my way An all-white Los Angeles the dream of Mr. Chandler Hope and pray they take Columbus Day up off the calendar South Central an example of God's gifts The projects of Oakland city Detroit ghost towns Monopolies on poverty where D-boy coke bound But the US Embassy is reminiscent of a villa If poverty is chocolate and privilege vanilla Then what's the flavor of the Sunday preacher's pedophilia Cash rules everything around these niggas As classrooms everywhere around me wither Hither you can be Mr. Burns or Mr. Smithers The tyrant or the slave but nowhere in the middle Of the extremes of America's dream Freud fighting Neo Freddy Krueger refereeing now Live from the other side what you see A bunch of nonsense on my TV Heaven on Earth is what I need But I feel I'm in Hell every time I breathe Reporting live from the other side what you hear A bunch of nonsense all in my ear Rich man poor man we all gotta pay 'Cause freedom ain't free especially 'round my way It's so loud inside my head with words that I should have said As I drown in my regrets I can't take back the words I never said I really think the War on Terror is a bunch of bullshit Just a poor excuse for you to use up all your bullets How much money does it take to really make a full clip Uh And a bunch of other coverups Your child's future was the first to go with budget cuts If you think that hurts then wait here comes the uppercut The school was garbage in the first place that's on the up and up Keep you at the bottom but tease you with the upper crust You get it then they move it so you never keeping up enough If you turn on TV all you see's a bunch of what the fucks Dude is dating so and so blabbering 'bout such and such And that ain't Jersey Shore homey that's the news And these the same people supposedly telling us the truth Limbaugh is a racist Glenn Beck is a racist Gaza Strip was getting bombed Obama didn't say shit That's why I ain't vote for him next one either I'm a part of the problem my problem is I'm peaceful And I believe in the people yeah It's so loud inside my head With words that I should have said As I drown in my regrets I can't take back the words I never said Now we can say it ain't our fault if we never heard it But if we know better then we probably deserve it Jihad is not holy war where's that in the worship Murdering is not Islam and you are not observant And you are not a Muslim Israel don't take my side 'cause look how far you've pushed them Walk with me into the ghetto this where all the kush went Complain about the liquor store but what you drinking liquor for Complain about the gloom but when'd you pick a broom up Just listening to Pac ain't gon' make it stop A rebel in your thoughts ain't gon' make it halt If you don't become an actor you'll never be a factor Pills with million side effects take 'em when the pain's felt Wash them down with diet soda killing off your brain cells Crooked banks around the world would gladly give a loan today So if you ever miss a payment they can take your home away I think that all the silence is worse than all the violence Fear is such a weak emotion that's why I despise it We scared of almost everything afraid to even tell the truth So scared of what you think of me I'm scared of even telling you Sometimes I'm like the only person I feel safe to tell it to I'm locked inside a cell in me I know that there's a jail in you Consider this your bailing out so take a breath inhale a few My screams is finally getting free my thoughts is finally yelling through It's so loud inside my head With words that I should have said As I drown in my regrets I can't take back the words I never said For real though like for real though You know what I'm sayin' I don't even It's like niggas must forget who the fuck When niggas was still not the fuck Dear Lord have mercy on my banana clips Give 'em half call it that banana splits But my halves is really like a banana 6 Do these bananas have any idea who they on the planet with Apes yeah you bananas to the grapes That mean your bitch got a banana in her face And wine on her chin get these heathens off of my trunk And all of these swine up off my rims Tryin' to take the shine up off of my Benz Niggas 'bout to go to work so these bitches gon' have to leave Got body plans so I karate stance so I could open up my chi Lu the boy too Bruce Leroy to destroy Three rewards for me or me or me or me or me or me Team me is like meat eating animals meeting a meteor Dinosaurs I'm fine with all kinds of wars Knives and swords lions tigers bitin' boars Lightening striking Viking hordes Fighting heightened violence soars That was Adolf reacting to my new shit Translation how come he can't be as evil as Lu get Well that's 'cause you ain't Lu bitch Took two sips of the holy grail Then I backed up and I turned around And I bent over and pittoo'd shit I love Jay that's my nigga I feel sicker than a cruise ship I ain't competition I don't move shit The only opposition is this new shit These new niggas rappin' like they 2 They be actin' like they you man that's weird shit What happened to the game Niggas think they Jappin' 'cause they rappin' like they Wayne Rappin' like they Chainz I ain't matchin' them in platinum But I'm rappin' like I'm flames Like smackin' them in the back of him and my antonyms is on 'caine And my heroin is on metaphors and my metaphors is on brains My left foot is in LA but my right foot is in Spain Now we all heard what he said but what he said means we dead And that shit is insane He's so crazy look at the little baby Nigga you ain't Nas nigga you ain't Jay-Z You will respect me you will reject me But I've done so much no matter how far you go you will reflect me These niggas 'bout to go to work so these bitches gon' have to leave And when the bitch gone knee shots disabled And my punch bowl's like an ocean And I lay it on by the ladle But it's so strong when I pull it out I'm only hangin' on to a handle Satan on my ankles while I'm hangin' on to an angel Ain't hatin' on that you hatin' wrong 'cause you can't hang on to my angles It's hard being a Lupe fan go to Harvard to be a Lupe stan I ain't sayin' that I'm harder it's just harder when it's in Lupe's hands Hold up go back to the hard part Would say pause but I was talkin' 'bout my own balls It's a mad world out here I tell you The world's gone stark raving mad Everyone in the world is mad It's a mad crazy world I see diamond-flooded demons and Lamborghini angels Halos down with the doors flapping when they came through With a circle on the floor he compels them to be pure Pulls the beast out of his heart then impales it on a sword Writes a prayer on some paper and then he nails it to the door Just the good of you may enter by the mercy of the lord Listen not to what he speaks that's been the cursing of his 'cause A seduction of his senses by the devils he adores The unholy has him hostage and his soul is now at war Follow not his secret knowledge it will bring you no reward Shun him while in public disallow him from your stores Have no part in his affairs 'less his pestilence be yours Make scoundrels of the righteous and virgins into whores But we must still pray that his color will be cured With her eyes to the ceiling and a needle in her brain He looks back into the crowd wipes the blood and then explains How she slipped from this existence to the realm of the deranged Her becoming must be halted to reverse what she became From the looseness of her tongue to the pollution of her aims To do nothing is barbaric the solution is humane You must destroy the mind and hopefully retrain You torture out the wildness then replace it with the tame Blank slate when she recovers she won't even know her name Perfect wife and perfect lover no resistance no complaints May God bless the scientific cure for the insane Knew she couldn't go to school but she thought that it should change With his crucifix inside his pocket said his mission is divine Put his Bible on the bed and then he touched on his behind Told him take off all his clothes and put your penis next to mine Now the little boy think it's normal because they do this all the time With no life inside his body now he finally think he's safe But they cut off all his fingers while they piss all in his face He take pictures with his killers then they sneak back to the states Now he sit next to the picture of his wife when she was raped With the teleprompter rolling he looks right into the lens Doesn't mention his redemption but absolves him of his sins He forgives them in advance says that he will do again Give me that late eighties early nineties old school Feeling like my second album so cool Chiraq summer looking so cruel Look shorty in the eye told me it was no rules Went to speak but was like never mind Let my mind just sneak back to a better time When I was his age and if he's ever mine Thinking he would only think back to this and never find Better times to think back to when it comes And he's older in the presence of somebody young Telling him the same things that he told me And he reacts the same way as that OG But it's old school it's like two-thousand and three And this old man is my old me Takes a long time to happen so fast To realize that your future is somebody else's past Analog black vinyl spinning sounding so good Top down can't be a classic if it's no wood If you don't know what then you new school Floor model is the foundation for your YouTubes Model flows off of Fat Boys and Juice Crews Had to walk 'cause it's hard to run in those unbuckled shells One microphone and a couple twelves' Six drum sounds and a couple bells Is all you had to make a couple rails And that's a track and if you want a You have to make it like that Now what's one turtle to a couple snails Takes a long time to happen so fast And realize your future is somebody else's past Chiraq summer looking so cruel How can I reel-to-reel when there's Pro Tool I can't dig it at all because there's no tube Fire when you speak but ain't no warmth in your vocals Might have been a better rhyme then just never mind If it's better with time then think in line That you're going to be your nicest 'round your midlife crisis If you're life like Christ live your midlife like it's Christ-like Nigga I ain't psychic but I know it's all a cycle and everybody bike it And France is enormous you're Lance with endorsements But you might need a hand to enhance your performance Consider this a kilogram of encouragement Teach you how to sneak it past the enforcement And when you get it through in a manner so cool Remember to give a little nod to the old school Give me your old school love right now I'm leaving it all up to you darling giving you everything you want And give me that old school love right now You know that only you and me alone Alright already the show goes on All night 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on alright Already the show goes on All night 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on Have you ever had the feelin' that you was bein' had Don't that shit there make you mad They treat you like a slave Put chains all on your soul and put whips up on your back They be lyin' through they teeth Hope you slip up off your path I don't switch up I just laugh Put my kicks up on they desk Unaffected by they threats Then get busy on they ass See that's how that Chi-Town made me That's how my daddy raised me That glitterin' may not be gold Don't let nobody play me If you are my homeboy you never have to pay me Go in and put your hands up When times is hard you stand up So even if they ban us they'll never slow my plans up One in the air for the people ain't here Two in the air for the father that's there Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto Four for the kids that don't wanna be there None for the niggas tryna hold them back Five in the air for the teachers not scared To tell those kids that's livin' in the ghetto That the niggas holdin' back that the world is theirs Yeah the world is yours I was once that little boy Terrified of the world now I'm on a world tour I would give up everything even start a world war For these ghetto girls and boys I'm rappin' round the world for Africa to New York Haiti then I detour Oakland out to Auckland Gaza Strip to Detroit Say hip-hop only destroy tell 'em look at me boy I hope your son don't have a gun and never be a d-boy So no matter what you been through No matter what you see when you look outside your window Brown grass or green grass picket fence or barbed wire Never ever put them down you just lift your arms higher Raise 'em 'til your arms tired let 'em know you here That you strugglin' survivin' that you gon' persevere Yeah ain't nobody leavin' nobody goin' home Even if they turn the lights out the show is goin' on You're so smart you're like a contemporary museum of art That farts that's harsh narcissism on narcotics On sharp objects in large pockets At dark you ain't gotta hide it keep it Metal Gear Solid Lead the leaders that's how you file it then clobber it Low on energy find peach cobbler then gobble it yeah It's food in them drums and boxes If you beat 'em up then they'll drop it And they'll rapidly flicker till they disappear Blinking gradually quickens 'til they isn't here Just to be back in reincarnated exact twin Exact ten exact twelve Do I really gotta say it Didn't we all play it Dojo Abobo over shoulder throw polo Billy Jimmy even on the low Why you ready to die You just a baby Why them tears up under your eyes You just a baby Keep your head up in the sky you just a baby Quit chasing money never mind you just a baby These Magi adore you Adoration of the Magi Why you wanna be born again You just a baby Why you playing in the streets You just a baby In this bitch that's vulgar that's yoga Let's try it again with clothes and closer enclosure exposures Quiet is kept like Rosicrucian meet Cosa Nostras on Oprah's sofa With both controllers watchin' Gazans and Ashkenazzis ride roller coasters Say yeah lots of options now up is down two player Now A is jump and B is punch you seein' somethin' that weren't there To find friendliness in a nemesis it's a old test Three buttons see somethin' that's emphasis on genesis oh yeah Why you ready to die You just a baby Why them tears up under your eyes You just a baby Keep your head up in the sky you just a baby Quit chasing money never mind you just a baby These Magi adore you Adoration of the Magi These Magi adore you Why you wanna be born again You just a baby Why you playing in the streets You just a baby Can't be eyes closed when you side scroll You not the first person The first person from your first curse until your first cursive And your curse words is in the curve version It occurs virgin is the word version That refers perfect to the first person In the third verse who's really me In the third person but prefers the first one That's me again Master cleanse in a syringe From a gerber until your first burger Pamper to her depends Everything between is just drawers Even in between is no loss Even where the king is no boss Meet it with a swing it's so south yeah Knocking them pitches into the grand stands In the club watching the women just do them hand stands Like you a man's man Who got a baby in here with these strippers She's two weeks pregnant Didn't even know he's dancing with her damn Why you ready to die You just a baby Why them tears up under your eyes You just a baby Keep your head up in the sky you just a baby Quit chasing money never mind you just a baby These Magi adore you Adoration of the Magi These Magi adore you Why you wanna be born again You just a baby Why you playing in the streets You just a baby If you are what you say you are a superstar Then have no fear the camera's here And the microphones And they wanna know If you are what you say you are a superstar Then have no fear the crowd is here And the lights are on Yeah uh a fresh cool young Lu Wanna believe my own hype but it's too untrue The world brought me to my knees what have you brung you Did you improve on the design did you do something new Well your name ain't on the guest list who brung you You the more famous person you come through And the sexy lady next to you you come too And then it hit me standing outside of Heaven Waiting for God to come and get me I'm too uncouth Unschooled to the rules and too gumshoe Too much of a newcomer and too uncool Like Shadow and Lavelle I battle with it well Though I need a holiday like lady who sung Blue Go back whatever you did you undo Heavy as heaven the devil on me two tons too If you are what you say you are a superstar Then have no fear the camera's here and the microphones And you better wear your shades The spotlights here can burn holes through the stage Down to the basement past the Indian graves Where the dinosaurs laid Then out through China nearly miss the airliners Magnified times five unless it's pointed at the rhymer Ricochets off the moon and sets the forest ablaze Now that's important to say 'Cause even with all that most of us don't want it to fade We want it to braid Meaning we want it to grow meaning we want it to stay Like the governor called and he told him to wait Unstrap him from the chair and put him back in his cage The audience ain't fazed And they ain't gonna clap and they ain't gonna praise They want everything back that they've paid 'Cause they've been waiting since ten to see the lights get dim If you are what you say you are a superstar Then have no fear the crowd is here And the lights are on So chauffeur chauffeur come and take me away 'Cause I've been standing in this line for like five whole days Me and security ain't getting along And when I got to the front they told me all of the tickets were gone So just take me home where the mood is mellow And the light bulbs around my mirror don't flicker Everybody gets a nice autograph picture One for you and one for your sister Who had to work tonight but is an avid listener Every song's her favorite song and mics don't feedback And everybody claps 'cause everybody is pleased And then they all take the stage and start performing for me When you're king of African music you're the King Because music is the king of all professions Best laid plan make a mess made Damnation let's play hands sans spades That's without a boycott and a sit-out Afro-Black pick in with a fist out Reach into a rabbit pull a trick out Preacher preaching to a faggot with his dick out Hard times call for armed time hmm Sick eyes from the nose pressure Police snip zip ties on the protesters Six wives in the fry of a molester Met him at a caviar bar out in Odessa Dirty needles breaking all the old records A hundred hoes one shovel and some old treasure Ole Zeke use teeth as a gold tester Finger rolls finger waves closet full of old leathers Old sweaters old boots that's a whole suit for some cold weather New sale two L's and some old letters Now he doing double life while she lead a double life Man he need another wife New approach might help a nigga bowl better New hoes might help a nigga hold together Or will the new lane lead em' to the same pen And the hunger strike in em' to the same tin Love is Looking Over Various Errors And Hate is Habitually Accelerating Terror Everywhere but the mirror I just wanna be collected when I call god damn I don't wanna be accepted not as all as I am Visitor visitor prisoner prisoner lamb Getting slammed from the protest no food Visions say consult the yogi with the gold shoes With the Rollie going bowling for the old school I need more for the Michaels That's a loss for the class and a score for the rifles Three hots and a cot and some cops Trying to find dinosaurs in the Bible It's all quiet in the jailhouse Then they ride in to find the empty cells out They was looking for the swords I'm just looking at they feet 'cause I'm looking for the Lord Looking in the library looking at the law Ten years deep now I'm looking at the bar Claim sovereignty 'cause I'm bunkin' with the moors They degenerate they ain't looking at the game They just looking at the scores they be putting on my books 'Cause I'm looking at the stars trade a shank for some crank God got us all God set us free God is the key but the guards got the doors Love is Looking Over Various Errors And Hate is Habitually Accelerating Terror Everywhere but the mirror I just wanna be collected when I call god damn I don't wanna be accepted not as all as I am Punching on the glass Scared that some killer might fuck him in the ass Staff getting rigid wasn't gonna take away the visits Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em stay with it Wicked swung the shank around on a mop string They had to pull him out the cell with a SWAT Team They sent hella cops to stop the helicopter Man he thought that he'd fly away Like a kite take flight like a letter on a string Like propellers on a wing but the kite was the key They made electric chairs for his dying days Last meals no appeals for him to try and stay On Death Row like Suge and the late Pac Maybe he could dig a tunnel out of A Block And wear gloves for the razor-wired gate top Scared thugs going crazy in a caged box Looking at the world through the TV And they gone rapping over beats from the tabletops Ay That's how it is in a police state When your life is just a number and release date When you're rehabilitated so correctly And let's hope that's how you're living when you're set free Love is Looking Over Various Errors And Hate is Habitually Accelerating Terror Everywhere but the mirror I just wanna be collected when I call god damn I don't wanna be accepted not as all as I am Visitor visitor prisoner prisoner lamb The orange wings of the new Jim Crow Are dyed Klansman sheets and court papers Dreadlocks nooses hang from his neck As the new Jim Crow Corporations feed him seeds yet unborn He'll be captured by Maya in a ruby-encrusted cage I see the light at the end of the tunnel And answers that I leave in empty pages to be written Where is your pen The new Jim Crow They sell they souls they sell their selves They ain't twelve they old niggas old as hell Old as jail old as cells Sold so much salt ain't no more salt on the shelves You a prisoner too you living here too You just like us til' your shift get through You could look like us you know shit get through You should be in cuffs like us you should get strike too You should get like life you should get like woo You should get that twice You should get refused The open road that's no parole and no control Over your own soul so control Your own remote control that your folks can hold You better watch these niggas If it was up to me I would never unlock these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate man I would just box these niggas I'd throw away the keys I'd throw away the keys You better watch these niggas If it was up to me I would never unlock these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate man I would just box these niggas You better watch these niggas Lived in a small town his whole life Never left soundin' like the hole right Either working at the prison or it's no lights In the system working with the police In the prison stripping niggas phone rights Got a malice on the other side of the bars Watching niggas get smart watching niggas get strong Watching niggas get home he jail us But deep down he jealous With each sweep down he tell us With each beat down he help us Wrong one gon' knock his ass out though It's why he gotta lock all the niggas out for Warden told the boy he better calm down Step back from the brink and put the bomb down But how the whole world in your palm sound It's why they treat niggas like shit Writing raps to the taps Keep the face mask on 'em these niggas might spit You better watch these niggas If it was up to me I would never unlock these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate man I would just box these niggas And throw away the key I'd throw away the key like the coast guard watching me I'd throw away the keys I'd throw away the keys I'd throw away the keys You better watch these niggas If it was up to me I would never unlock these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate man I would just box these niggas And throw away the key I'd throw away the key like the coast guard watching me I'd throw away the keys I'd throw away the keys I'd throw away the keys You better watch these niggas I'm fearless now hear this I'm earless And I'm peerless that means I'm eyeless Which means I'm tearless which means my iris Resides where my ears is which means I'm blinded But I'ma find it I can feel its nearness But I'ma veer so I don't come near Like a chicken or a deer but I remember I'm not a listener or a seer so my windshield smear Here you steer I really shouldn't be behind this Clearly 'cause my blindness The windshield is menstrual the whole grill is roadkill So trill and so sincere yeah I'm both them there Took both pills when the bloke in the trench coat And the locs in the chair had approached him here Made it clear as a ghost or a biter of the throats in the mirror The writer of the quotes for the ghosts Who supplier of the notes to the living Riveting as Rosie pockets full of posies Given to the mother of the deceased Awake and at war 'til I'm resting in peace And I'm mouthless which means I'm soundless Now as far as the hearing I've found it It was as far as the distance from the earring to the ground is But the doorknockers on the ear Of a stewardess in a Lear she's fine and she's flying I feel I'm flying by 'em 'cause my mind's on cloud nine And in a mine at the same time Pimps see the wings on the Underground King Who's also Klingon to infinity and beyond Something really stinks but I Sphinx like Leon Or lion in the desert I'm flying on Pegasus you're flying on a pheasant Writer of the white powder picker of the fire flowers Yeah smell it on my unicorn Don't snort the white horse but toot my own horn You've been shedding too much light You're makin 'em wanna do right They're gettin' self-esteem These girls are trying to be queen They're trying to graduate from school They're startin' to think that smart is coo They're trying to get up out the hood I'll tell you what you should do And I'm brainless which means I'm headless Like Ichabod Crane is Or foreplay-less sex is which makes me saneless With no neck left to hang the chain with Which makes me necklace-less like a necklace theft And I ain't used my headrest yet They said they need proof like a vestless chest Who exudes confidence and excess depth Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe Around these leagues my snorkel is a tuba Lu the ruler around these seas Westside Poseidon Westside beside 'em Chest-high and rising almost touching the knees Of stewardess and the pilot lucky they make ya fly with Personal floating devices tricks falling out of my sleeves David Blaine make it rain You make a boat I make a plane Then I pull the plug and I make it drain Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again You putting me to sleep nigga You ain't winning no awards nigga Robots and skateboards nigga Shit ain't rocking over here B Won't you talk about your cars nigga What the fuck is Goyard nigga Make it rain for the chicks Uh what should I ah here take this That right there fuck what my boys'll talk about me nigga Nigga you hot to me I like you With a platinum plaque It's like Robbin George and Jack The mind fears what the blinds hide But I'm here on the blind side Hanging up till the line dies Then off the hook for the crimes tried Get awful looks from tribe Tribe unlawful jux when you climb skies That's Robin Hood arrows of the rich'll steal In Hollywood and featherweight I step by step let it escalate Till you get it will tell you if I hit it We can make pie if we don't fidget Xzibit Pimp My Ride exquisite We G's coach us back if we die in business My Lord is my chemist My sword is from Khemet Egyptian fonts and ankhs Scottish writes with Montblancs let us stomp I walk as my father walk master builder is what I thought Where the golden means so the overseer gets overseen And the over here's are the older things Can see the bell but don't know the rings The rings are not sounds but circles Wear these on your virtues See through these circles just like Steve Urkel Till it's all universal And it harmonize in like proportion to the larger size And it's dynamic in the high standard So each degree has a part to price See big whirls have little whirls that feed on their velocity And little whirls have lesser worlds and so on to viscosity The applause and patience of the laws in nature Override lies and the laws of nations Pilgrims bear witness at all the stations Sun positions overcome traditions Numbers govern our young religions Dead levels making plumb decisions Perpendicular to the undivision That's bad curricular to the unconditioned Any love less than unconditional is so Under-Christian it's unrepentant The physical part of my church Emits the invisible arts of my work To make gold from garbage Is not the alchemical point of this math But truth be told it's the pursuit of gold That turns the goal of men into trash The soul's gold and they turning gold into cash And your reflection is your connection To more collections of more directions and paths If your reflection is a mask then you're reflective of mass To see yourself just look at me then split your reflection in half As I spy from behind my giant robot's eyes I keep him happy 'cause I might fall out if he cries Scared of heights so I might pass out if he flies Keep him on autopilot 'cause I can't drive Room enough for one I tell my homies they can't ride Unless they sitting on the shoulders but that's way too high Let's try not to step on the children The news cameras filming this walking project building Now there's hoes selling hoes like right around the toes And the crackheads beg at about the lower leg There's crooked police that's stationed at the knees And they do drive-bys like up and down the thighs And there's a car chase going on at the waist Keep a vest on my chest I'm sitting in my room As I'm looking out the face something to write about I still got some damage from fighting the White House Now come on everybody let's make cocaine cool We need a few more half-naked women up in the pool And hold this Mac-10 that's all covered in jewels And can you please put your titties closer to the twenty-two's And where's the champagne We need champagne Now look as hard as you can with this blunt in your hand And now hold up your chain slow-motion through the flames Now cue the smoke machines and the simulated rain But not too loud 'cause the baby's sleeping I wonder if it knows what the world is keeping Up both sleeves while he lay there dreaming Me and my robot tip-toe 'round creeping I had to turn my back on what got you paid I couldn't see had the hood on me like Abu Ghraib But I'd like to thank the streets that drove me crazy And all the televisions out there that raised me I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco Representing that First and Fifteenth yeah uh And this one right here I dedicate this one right here To all my homies out there grinding You know what I'm talking about First got it when he was six didn't know any tricks Matter of fact first time he got on it he slipped Landed on his hip and busted his lip For a week he had to talk with a lisp like this Now we can end the story right here But shorty didn't quit it was something in the air Yeah he said it was something so appealing He couldn't fight the feeling something about it He knew he couldn't doubt it couldn't understand it Branded since the first kickflip he landed uh Labeled a misfit a bandit His neighbors couldn't stand it So he was banished to the park Started in the morning wouldn't stop 'til after dark My man got a little older became a better roller Yeah no helmet hell bent on killing himself Is what his mama said but he was feeling himself Got a little more swagger in his style Met his girlfriend she was clapping in the crowd Love is what what was happening to him now He said I would marry you But I'm engaged to these aerials and varials So she took him to a spot he didn't know about Some odd-end apartment parking lot Before he knew he had a crew that wasn't no punk They would push 'til they couldn't skate no more Office building lobbies wasn't safe no more And it wasn't like they wasn't getting chased no more Just the freedom was better than breathing they said An escape route they used to escape out When things got crazy they needed to break out They'd head to any place with stairs Any good grinds the world was theirs And their four wheels would take them there Now I ain't trying to be the greatest I used to hate hip-hop yup because the women degraded But Too $hort made me laugh like a hypocrite I played it A hypocrite I stated though I only recited half Omitting the word bitch cursing I wouldn't say it Me and Dog couldn't relate till a bitch I dated Forgive my favorite word for hers and hers alike But I learned it from a song I heard and sort of liked Yeah further ice and glamorized drug dealing was appealing But the block club kept it from in front of our building Gangsta rap-based filmings became the building blocks For children with leaking ceilings catching drippings with pots Coupled with compositions from Pac Nas' It Was Written intermixed with my realities and feelings Living conditions religion ignorant wisdom and artistic vision I began to jot tap the world and listen My mom can't feed me my boyfriend beats me I have sex for money the hood don't love me The cops wanna kill me this nonsense built me And I got no place to go They bomb my village they call us killers Took me off they welfare can't afford they health care My teacher won't teach me my master beats me And it hurts me soul I had a ghetto boy bop a Jay-Z boycott 'Cause he said that he never prayed to God he prayed to Gotti Golly God guard me from the ungodly I was back to giving props again and that was bothering 'Bout as uncomfortable as an untouchable touching you The theme songs that niggas hustle to seemed wrong But these songs was coming true And it was all becoming cool I found a condom on the ground that Johns would cum into And thought what constitutes a prostitute Is the pursuit of profit then they drop it The homie in a suit pat her on the butt then rock it It seems I was seeing the same scene adopted Prevalent in different things With the witnesses indifferent to stop it His business isn't mine and that nigga pimping got it They took my daughter we ain't got no water I can't get hired their cross on fire We all got suspended I just got sentenced So I got no place to go They threw down my gang sign I ain't got no hang time They talk about my sneakers poisoned our leader My father ain't seen me Turn off my TV 'cause it hurts me soul So through the Grim Reaper sickle-sharpening Macintosh marketing oil field auguring Brazilian adolescent disarmament Israeli occupation Islamic martyrdom Precise yeah laser-guided targeting Oil for food bartering terrorist organization harboring Sand-camouflaged army men Louis Vuitton modeling pornographic actress honoring String theory pondering bulimic vomiting Catholic Priest fondling preemptive bombing And Osama and Obama and them They breaking in my car again Deforestation and overlogging and Hennessy and Hpnotiq swallowing Hydroponic coughing and They say I'm infected this is why I inject it I had it aborted we got deported My laptop got spyware they say that I can't lie here But I got no place to go I can't stop eating my best friend's leaving My pastor touched me I love this country I lost my earpiece I hope y'all hear me 'Cause it hurts me soul Write to make it right don't like where I be I'd like to make it like the sights on TV Quite the great life so nice and easy Si now you can still die from that But it's better than not being alive from straps He turns down the beat writer's block impedes Crying from the next room a baby in need Of some Pampers and some food and place to sleep That plus a black Cadillac on Ds Is what keep him on track to be a great MC Reps North-side so he rocks them braids Producer made him take it down said he had to pay Open mic champ two weeks in a row Glow like Leroy you should see boy go Got a daddy serving life and a brother on the row Best homie in the grave tatted up while in the cage Minute Maid got his momma working like a slave Down baby mama who he really had to honor 'Cause she was his biggest fan even let him use her Honda To drive up to Dallas went to open up for amateurs Let him keep a debit card so he could put gas in it Told her when he get on he gon' take her to the Galleria Buy her everything but the mannequins ya dig He picked up his son with a great big smile Rapped every single word to the newborn child Then he put him down and went back to the kitchen And put on another beat and got back to the mission of Get his momma out the hood put her somewhere in the woods Keep his lady looking good have her rolling like she should Show his homies there's a way other than that flippin' yay Bail his homie out of jail put a lawyer on his case Throw a concert for the school show the shorties that it's cool Throw some candy on the Caddy chuck the deuce and act a fool Man it feels good when it happens like that Two days from going back to selling crack yessir Hey shawty ain't no future in no gang-bang And ain't no manhood in no bang-bang Ain't no honor cleanin' interstates inside a chain-gang Know some rap niggas put that shit inside your mainframe Pills make you stupid and liquor do the same thing 'Raris too expensive and they way too hard to maintain Get yourself a Camry nigga said a Camry Watch that ho depreciate and then you'll understand me It's called being fiscally responsible Don't let these lying images up in hip-hop here conquer you The TV's not your father fool that video's not your mama Try your best to be a man and your worst to be a monster May we have some roses for the ladies A little appreciation for the gentlemen And here's some kisses for the babies Some peace humanity for the whole wide-wide-wide world More patience to the youth then sympathy for the poor Empathy for the old more justice for the downpressed Treat no liar ital iyah Well that's 'cause ain't shit changed bitch And please don't excuse my language 'Cause I would hate for you to misrepresent The true expression of my anguish And by this far I ain't shocked upset or appalled I'm ashamed bitch I can't listen if you ain't sayin' shit And recognize all this emptiness is dangerous Ain't buildin' up they confidence we teachin' 'em that they ain't shit If they ain't got the latest that they saw on someone famous Mercy of the Lord on this double-edged sword Instead of askin' where the hoes is Maybe maybe may we have some roses May we have some roses for the ladies A little appreciation for the gentlemen And here's some kisses for the babies Empathy for the old more justice for the downpressed Treat no liar ital iyah Called the president a terrorist Corporate sponsors like how the fuck you gon' embarrass us Ain't my fault I was just repeatin' this Professor Emeritus from America But my tone was like an Afghani kid without a home Blew that bitch up with a drone An Iraqi with no daddy Palestinian throwing stones The fuck you think they call him I'mma leave that all alone 'Cause this the focus on this new shit is that hopeless Place that I was born into systematic brokeness Took that downpression and developed it to dopeness It's that great American rap-rap ferocious May we have some roses for the ladies A little appreciation for the gentlemen And here's some kisses for the babies More patience to the youth then sympathy for the poor Empathy for the old more justice for the downpressed Treat no liar ital iyah Sometimes you just gotta Go You would never know what you could ever be If you never try you would never see Stayed in Africa we ain't never leave So there were no slaves in our history Were no slave ships were no misery Call me crazy or isn't he See I fell asleep and I had a dream It was all black everything White man ain't fear it so he did not destroy it We ain't work for free see they had to employ it Built it up together so we equally appointed First thour-hundreds years see we actually enjoyed it Were no reconstructions civil war got avoided Little black sambo grows up to be a lawyer Extra extra on the news stands Black woman voted head of Ku Klux Klan Malcolm Little dies as an old man Martin Luther King read the eulogy for him Followed by Bill O'Reilly who read from the Qu'ran President Bush sends condolences from Iran Where Fox News reports live That Ahmadinejad wins the Mandela Peace Prize Uh and it ain't no projects Keepin' it real is not an understood concept Yeah complexion's not a contest 'Cause racism has no context Hip-hop ain't got a section called Conscious Everybody rappin' like crack never happened Crips never occurred nor Bloods to attack them Matter of fact no hood to attack in Somalia is a great place to relax in Fred Astaire was the first to do a backspin The Rat Pack was a cool group of black men That inspired five white guys called The Jacksons Eminem fitted in but then again He inspired a black rapper tryin' to mimic him And that's what really rose up out of Michigan Uh and I know it's just a fantasy I cordially invite you to ask why can't it be Now we can do nothing about the past But we can do something about the future that we have We can make it fast or we can make it last Every woman queen and every man a king and When those color lines come we can't see between We just close our eyes 'til its all black everything Thirty-something shots from the ghetto gun All in the ears of the ghetto young Some ghetto girls some ghetto sons Throwing rocks at the bus and other ghetto fun I always wondered where the ghetto from 'Cause I'm from the ghetto the never ghetto come Buzz you in if the bell of my ghetto rung And if the ghetto lose that mean a ghetto won That's how they do the ghetto that's how the ghetto done They keep it they never bring the ghetto none What make the ghetto tick make the ghetto run What make the ghetto sick make the ghetto dumb These niggas off that ghetto beer and that ghetto rum And that ghetto bass with my ghetto drums And my ghetto words and these ghetto problems get ghetto sums The pizza man don't come here no more Too much dope too many niggas on the porch So the pizza man don't approach Pizza man don't come here no more Too many niggas on the block too many niggas getting shot So the pizza man don't stop The pizza man don't come here no more Too many niggas getting robbed Is it 'cause they're selling nicks out there all day 'Cause a prostitute sucking dick in the hallway Little Caesar's never sending pizza out y'all way Papa Johns never get delivered where y'all stayed The ghetto was a physical manifestation Of hate in a place where ethnicity determines your placement A place that defines your station Remind you niggas your place is the basement White people in the attic Niggas selling dope White people is the addicts White folks act like they ain't show us how to traffic All that dope to China you don't call that trappin' Breaking Bad learned that from a TV So don't say it's politics when you see me When you gon' apologize for your CD Can I get delivered from the sin Get a little slice of Heaven I can enter in again Or maybe just imagine that I'm living in a mansion Or a palace and my pizza gets delivered in a Benz Make a savior out of savage like they made it out of magic So it take a nigga havoc and it make it into friends You don't even need a salad it don't make a nigga fatter Actually take a nigga backwards and make a nigga thin That's a deep dish Chicago style get the peace stick Home run hitter I be drilling on the weak pitch Pay into the plate then I put it in your face I'm a man never biting on the hands that I eat with Homemade Bull City bring it to him like a toro Throwing dough up in the air-bottom to the top and shredder Full of cheese smarter than a purple ninja turtle So sad 'cause the pizza man don't fuck wit us no more The coolest nigga what the coolest nigga what The coolest nigga what the coolest nigga what Lord please have sympathy and forgive Michael Young History as The coolest nigga what the coolest nigga what I love the Lord but sometimes it's like that I love me more I love the peace and I love the war I love the seas and I love the shore No love for no beach baby that's law But she doesn't see therefore I spoil I trick I fall run up in raw I love her with all my heart Every vein every vessel every bullet lodged With every flower that I ever took apart She said that she would give me greatness status Placement above the others My face would grace covers of the magazines of the hustlers Paper the likes of which that I had never seen Her eyes glow green with the logo of our dreams The purpose of our scene the obscene obsession for the bling She would be my queen I could be her king together She would make me cool and we would both rule forever And I would never feel pain And never be without pleasure ever again And if the rain stops and everything's dry She would cry just so I can drink the tears from her eyes She'd teach me how to fly even cushion my fall If my engines ever stall and I plummet from the sky But she will keep me high and if I ever die She would commission monuments on her bosom to him Or maybe she'd retire as well A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell and I'll be The coolest nigga what the coolest nigga what Lord please have sympathy And forgive Michael Young History as The coolest nigga what the coolest nigga what And so began our reign The Trinity Her and I Caine No weather man could ever stand when her and I came Hella hard umbrella whatever put plywood over Pella panes And pray to God that the flood subside 'Cause you gon' need a sub 'til he does reply And not one of Jared's you think it's all arid And everyt'ing's irie another supply That means another July inside my endless summer That was just the eye of the Unger Felix 'Cause he is the cleanest amongst the Younger outstanding achieving up-and-comers The ones that had deadbeat daddies and well-to-do mommas But not well enough to keep 'em from us The ones that were fighting in class who might not pass Rap record-pressured to laugh at a life not fast Streets got my heart game got my soul One time missing sunshine will never hurt your soul Quote to a crying dishonored baby mama Who's the mama to a daughter that I had fathered from afar My new lady gave me a Mercedes And a necklace with a solid gold key like the starter of a car The opener of a door or two pounds of raw You gave me a baby but what about lately There's more fish in the sea I'm on my mission to be Come these are the tales of The Cool Guaranteed to go and make you fail from your school And seek unholy grails like a fool And hang with the players of the pool Fast-talking on the hustle No heaven up above you no hell underneath ye And no one will receive thee So shed no tear when we're not here And keep your faith as we chase Dis nigga like he's so exclusive Sometimes dreams peace of paper I got reams Where the D go Put that on a rose now you Pronounce it hero you see I feel my best work was album zero Now with Deniro its boo boo in my backyard and Ben burnt down my gazebo that dinero's a casino Wit spit in the sandwich of the police though They ain't see the steel plate up under my seat though Still play it like Shaquille but I can free throw I ain't playing but I compete I ain't a player but I'm complete And that's the win win a mason mind can't sign if the pen's Templar Night vision on white linen is still green Peace of Paper I got reams make it rain To make em smile now rake it into piles And go buy ya self some style prom night Prepared the suit for weeks or effortless as a Parisian Walking down the street I ain't in it I'm just walking round some beats Tongue in cheek just talking round some teeth Neighborhood watching Made of good options mastermind times Neighborhood hoodie take the hood shopping Back track to the stolen plates What's a closed wallet to an open safe Say your grace Peace of Paper of Jayzus what we writing These ain't entendres these are secret indictments Litte secret excitements For willing minds I'm feeling fine Balling hard and killing rhymes Knocking off bigs and stealing shines Hey shawty is it a crime They waiting on lines Peace of Paper I'm Kerry James Commissions fly as the Constitution as a plane Choosy mothers choose the smoothest peanut butters And more cognizant fathers do George Washington Carver A break from the paper it means do you identify more With what's being made or the maker I'm what's being chased I'm not the chaser Check it now paper make a plane and paper make it rain But how fly is paper plane in the rain I'm fly paper on the brain This and two-ply paper just ain't the same I do do it for the bottom In the air is where I stop em I threw words like 2 birds that's Batman and Robin To answer all your hunches that's just how I throw my punches We must somehow become a family that's why I throw 'em in bunches Mushroom clouds or on the flo' with the fungus If you look em up and down From the foot to where he put his crown The slow Pan to understand is Shaq on the shoulders of Yao With an extra side of the next guy's petty exercise attempts The ghost of my career better than most of what they revere I take my targets and throw them back on my spear Now I can't pledge allegiance to your flag 'Cause I can't find no reconciliation with your past When there was nothing equal for my people in your math You forced us in the ghetto and then you took our dads The belly of the beast these streets are demons' abs I'm telling you that setup in them sit-ups is so sad The system is a slab corruption is the swinger Sitting high riding dirty drag racing into danger And it's so clean pine trees smelling good With work off in the trunk and niggas in the hood So I can't shed blood on any battlefield of yours I pray the ugly truth comes and shatters your decor And as it all falls down in tatters on the floor I shed tears I don't know what really matters anymore 'Cause I don't know what really matters anymore The strangest thing you've ever seen Oh would you look at how they swing Would you look at how they swing They ain't dead though No I didn't die y'all I cut myself down And I admire my fall into grace Now as I wander through the city going mad I see the fruits of planting evidence instead of grass A swindled generation with no patience full of swag Man they so impatient with the stations that they have As long as they look good when they be doing bad Then the separation from the truth is getting vast fast Be a slave at first or free at last Double-edged choices make a nigga wanna pass Double-headed voices from the eagle on the staff The pyramid where eyes will split the spirited in half Divided over money delighted by the dummying Down of the importance of crowns we'll never have That's why my sounds and sermons are so full of wrath Baptize your mind let your brain take a bath Swim inside the river get delivered from the craft Of the witches in this business that be living off your sad Hating on your happiness you hit 'em off with laughs Smile 'til they surrender then you kill 'em off with glad I got my chopper full and my black tee slide My baby mama done fucked up on her food stamps That's three months to re-certify I'm ridin' niggas be watching they don't want these problems When them bills due niggas get ready 'cause no bullshit I'm plottin' I'm a government baby let me get my cheese let me get my cheese I'm bout this fee I'm bout this fee just know what's free You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth so don't critique Look at me nigga just a young hood nigga tryna get this cake I don't need to be givin' out how school gon' educate Filet mignon for my food stamps I know mama credit quite good So I'm out here with this dope money got a big body in my hood Nigga you see it better believe it this what I'm bout Got a trap house I be boomin' in fiends in and out Cut the check anyway it come nigga section 8 See we straight see this money I make this block can stay ha Yeah bitch filet mignon with my food stamps Would tell you I don't but it wouldn't be the truth Let me hit you back on my government phone Still a hood nigga whatcha want me to do We get a blunt and a joint out of sawbuck of loud Where I'm from we be actually hoopin' in Jordans Five dollar white t-shirts and them loose cigarettes Ain't nobody finna do shit important People really don't give no fuck about nothing Although they may smile and be cordial Dealin' around with the wrong damn crowd Then bring a frown to my friend up in an alley we warned you Background check for the chopper The barrel breathin' back down the neck of imposters The murder rate ain't back down yet 'Cause they ain't wrote that down yet to the nigga that was tryna say somethin' Some people listen You could be predisposed or be preconditioned Or speak with the preacher been preaching be the person To put some process in your progress or be the prevention I just live my life and I don't stop grindin' until God tell me to I get money I ain't gotta sell my soul ho who the hell is you They say my kind ain't welcome everywhere Well I can deal with that But those who pop they shit get the shit popped outta them It's still a fact So mind your business and stay the fuck outta mine You'll solve you'll find that this is Best for everyone involved all in all the Lord my witness Permit don't need permission from a doctor I been smokin' since a pre-teen toddler I been servin' since a jit tryna dodge all the obstacles My teachers all told me that were probable Probable 'cause no cracker never really had it I was just a nigga in a high price whip Yeah I'm just a nigga with an education brought up in the ghetto Well you better have extension on the clip Well beef comes around in the town More often than these bitches emotions I got a yapper five dollars off the streets For protection more than anything though My first amendment right they violate it anytime we outspoken Chicago violence boostin' up but we just focusin' On other environments 'cause the country is taking notice More fiends are risin' Molly the new dope And I apologize 'cause it was something I was promotin' Chopper in my bitch name in case I light somebody up You just tell them it was stolen Rich gunplay shit that's all they see that's all they know Without it kinda hopeless I used to run up in your crib with shit that go blocka Nigga tryna brick my squad like I'm Waka Heard em' tell me life is a bitch can't stop her Even if I could I tell 'em I wouldn't knock her Til I get that section 8 and then swap her Baby mama tax return new dropper I might wanna go silk that bitch like I'm Shocker All of my whips wetter than a water house Food stamps getting flipped what that water cost Yeah I'm actin like a nigga that ain't never had shit Filet mignon porterhouse My little brother on his medical shit from that block street Nigga health care insured by that guap Doorways ain't hiding me no stop Jackers playin' overseas with they yacht Shit I probably be the same I find drama Law's out lookin' for me like Osama I don't wanna do no bid Your Honor Still waitin' on my one phone call from Obama Tell 'em I need the chopper they tellin' me I'm a felon And I'm well acquainted with Hell but I'm tryna make it to Heaven But they don't want me to make it that's why the niggas be tellin' me If I don't get the chopper I'ma probably run up inside them They better gimme a answer I'm tryna be cool If I don't get it then everybody gon' fear it Every week I'm finna make 'em repeat it like they in school Bed blues everybody open up somethin' You can move all you want just not sudden It ain't no thinkin' I was playin' I am not frontin' The mentality of a goon I am not stuntin' Storm is gone now it's all clear the road was long but we all here Now go and tell I don't care two-thousands and fourteen is our year Big shout out to the whole streets This goes out to all that knows me All y'all pussy niggas hold these Y'all play tough guys but call the police Look I don't care I don't share I keep me a bad bitch with long hair I send them choppers around there When I'm somewhere sittin' in a lounge chair Overseas blowin' tree blowin' green throwin' B's Livin' like life is supposed to be And if you wanna see it all nigga roll with me To the top couldn't stop had a major deal but it wouldn't pop Niggas hated on me but I wouldn't stop And now life sweeter than a puddin' pop Think so slick come and get me dog None of y'all niggas' boots fit me dog You think an echo was y'all you need to think tactical dog We laughin' at y'all while you thinking me and Lu radical naw Seein' this shit that keep goin' on Then pick a different zone for your mobile homes Store fingerprints on your mobile phone When you sippin' that shit we keep blowin' on I'm bout that I'm bout that that Bentley out in that driveway Cost more than my house did fuck land I'm fly today First class if I fly credit card ain't mine Don't know how I'm gettin' back but in luxury I arrive iPhone in my baby name long way from that chirp Strip pole in my bedroom but I'ma kill my daughter if she twerk I'ma kill my daughter if she twerk Miley Cyrus on that bullshit But a real nigga can't judge that for Billy Ray to have to deal with Record deal fuck college missed out but no Pyrex My Harley got low mileage Thirty guns in my section none of the homies got aim My side bitch said she pregnant but I ain't claimin' shit but the game I ain't claimin' shit but the game I ain't claimin' shit but the game And this one is mine I don't trust his mama so he don't got my name Cheap rims on my ride mirrors loose as my beat pound I ain't addicted to shit my weed man on my speed dial Picatinny rail with a three-point harness Witha hundred round magazine and a dot Shouldn't find that surprising 'Cause I bought the muthafucka from a cop Ay seen a lot of brown money as a shorty Welfare baby can't afford me Healthcare there I ain't worried Excuse me as I repeat myself Work twice as hard to complete myself My opposition is not pretending When I work twice as hard to defeat myself Fuck being a hip-hop purist When I'm spendin' fifty thousand on Securus Embrace the contradiction you'll feel us RIP to the homies but long live the killas It's why I look at God kinda odd 'Cause these are the cards that he deal us Ramen can't fill us Medicaid can't heal us And the mamas can't stop us and these choppers might kill us Look these wild niggas in they eyes In the video it's some niggas that done died Looked the ghosts in the face and I cried No Wu-Tang just Lu gang when I ride With a clean record but I'm cursed To make a half a million off a verse Now little Terry got a gun he got from the store He bought it with the money he got from his chores Lil Khalil got a gun he got from the rebels To kill the infidels and American devils A bomb on his waist a mask on his face Prays five times a day and listens to heavy metal Little Alex got a gun he took from his dad That he snuck in the school is his black book bag His black nail polish black boots and black hair He gon' blow away the bully that just pushed his ass I killed another man today Shot him in his back as he ran away Then I blew up his hut with a hand grenade Cut his wife throat as she put her hands to pray Just five more dogs then we can get a soccer ball That's what my commander say How old Well I'm like ten eleven Been fighting since I was like six or seven Now I don't know much about where I'm from But I know I strike fear everywhere I come Government want me dead so I wear my gun I really want the rocket launcher but I'm still too young This candy give me courage not to fear no one To feel no pain and hear no tongue So I hear no screams and I shed no tear If I'm in your dreams then your end is near it's me Little weapon little weapon little weapon we're calling you There's a war if the guns are just too tall for you We'll find you something small to use little weapon Little weapon little weapon we need you now pow Now here comes the march of the boy brigade A macabre parade of the toys he made In shemaghs and shades who look half his age About half the size of the flags they wave And camouflage suits made to fit youths 'Cause the ones off the dead soldiers hang a little loose Where AK47s that they shooting into heaven Like they tryna kill a Jetson that struggles little recruits Cute smileless heartless violent Childhood destroyed devoid of all childish ways Can't write their own names Or read the words that's on their own graves Think you gangsta popped a few rounds These kids'll come through and murder a whole town Then sit back and smoke and watch it burn down The grave gets deeper the further we go down It's little weapon Little weapon little weapon little weapon we're calling you There's a war if the guns are just too tall for you We'll find you something small to use little weapon Little weapon little weapon we need you now pow Imagine if I had to console The families of those slain I slayed on game consoles I aim my hole right trigger to squeeze Press up and Y one less nigga breathe B for the bombs press pause for your moms Make the room silent she don't approve of violent Games she leave resume activity Start in blue heart subpar sharp wizardry On next part I insert code To sweeten up the little person's murder workload A operative I operate this game all day I hold the controller connected to the soldier With weapons on his shoulder he's only seconds older Than me we playful but serious Now keep that on mind for online experience Little weapon little weapon little weapon we're calling you There's a war if the guns are just too tall for you We'll find you something small to use little weapon Little weapon little weapon we need you now pow Dark matter with the sparks scattered up above Velvet hands in the upper glove touch Like bad double dutch And two Amsterdam's ain't enough drugs Too much pride we electric slide We should be closer Like soca not a chain but a choker I see the sun then the clouds then the vultures Pay respects in my sensei's sculpture High as the angel on Dikembe's shoulder Eyes looking like MKUltra Redacted vision through these dark shades Bad dreams through the screens of an arcade Hangin' on the joy like the residues of heartbreak Park full of art arteries full of parkay Beating it like new games easily defeating Or two gangs meeting for the evening Or two feet on a Riesling slow wind Meditate until there's no mind Decorate me with shine till I go blind Safe word is don't stop both or don't go no times Flowers fall from the towers Like balls from Galileo to lay low Ignorance is that the world isn't ours The gall give them all showers Tony found the fountain of youth in the mountain of powder To only find truth in the fountain drowning in power Surrounded with dollars The moon surrounds us like spoons moving chowder Cut that's a misdirect To stir the soul with diseffect Names don't last like Mr. X Unless you Galilee dropping bowling balls on the discotheque With a disco ball hanging 'round your neck Dance it's a new year Every time I open my hands Thoughts moving circles and the thoughts universal Yokozunas throwing salt in the circle Sumo you up off off your turf boy Tsunami you up off your surfboard Midas turn Medusas into gold 'Fore Versace turned words into turquoise Medusa turned coke into stone With a hand on her thigh she looked me in the eye Shoot for the moon even if you miss you'll be among the stars Backstroke in my pool of thought but don't mind the sharks Lupe say I'm a stoner I say that I'm much bolder Trapped in a game where the trap is the game here Scope this horror Aquariuses make it rain here No love for Your honor Only God can judge us if you're Islamic Allah I've had it up to my collar With these niggas castin' stones like this Mancala Proceed to the next level Dig that with a platinum shovel Black magic matter of fact if matter is fact A matter factory is in the making perhaps Uh erase your database We race against time no time to set a date Too cool for school unloose the noose and Proceed to the next level We're going up we're going up Next level next floor I've been waiting all my life We're going up we're going up Next level next floor I'm ready for it I've been waiting all my life Closet full of bones just don't try to put 'em back together And I'll just bite my tongue so wear it like a scarlet letter Uhh quiet in the court for the courtship Marriage of the dork and the gorgeous Took her from the king of the corpses He revolve jumped off the wall of the fort with the horses This is foretold Bojangles was tapping in morse code At least to the mad man genius tap top secrets and more gold From the guts of the mother Kambucha move her undercover And somebody else to come and try and drug her Take her off the grill she done In the system of the women never knew he had it in him This condition when the world that they make him become Cocaine and new high tech ways smuggle whole things From the control range that make radio heads with gold brains Developing niggas from a whole name God is great but it's snakes on my soul plane Closet full of bones just don't try to put 'em back together And I'll just bite my tongue so wear it like a scarlet letter Limo to the limit fill it 'til the brim get in it You can't get it if you gotta ask In that case I want two masks Bottom class dollar cast poppin' tags droppin' trash In shopping bags 'til Akeem take our pocket cash Write it in lights molly in the body of Christ Drop me to the lobby from heights Then over the threshold to redeem the doorway Fourteen broads like the king of Norway Fourteen broads having dreams of foreplay Fourteen arm Shiva viva la coup If the government get it I'm a fool Closet full of bones just don't try to put 'em back together And I'll just bite my tongue so wear it like a scarlet letter Sanskrit dance on the page of the dead book Don't leave the restroom with the left foot Flags of Tibet to bet to bed to death flesh Release the leash on a fast car Feed on the keys fall asleep in a Jaguar The tip of thy sword is white Am I night am I black am I light Have I been this Realize my begin when I find where my end this Oedipus wrecks motherfucker this better than sex Material potion the love of my martyr Currency soaked in the blood of my father Sky burial let the wind carry you farther Than I could An anatomy not of me knotting me to it nodding me to it Eyes of the I and others watching me do it Adapt in each rubric Kubrick in plot and tone Lots of bones scolds to the top of tone Skim through it is just skin to it You're so thin you see the sins through it Closet full of bones just don't try to put 'em back together And I'll just bite my tongue so wear it like a scarlet letter Ghettos America U.S. to the izzay Killa in the citywide sprizzay Where there's sunshine in the shizzade Judge won't pull him out the pen like a grenade For acting out their fears like a charade Til they blacking out their tears like it's lights out Bring em out the black like a lighthouse And wave to em before they wiped out Lifesaver threw em hope they catch it But it's so Titanic to be iced out That's just scratching the surface like Triple Axels Want to roll around that Bentley like Crystal Castles In addition to the chain That's just to take the attention from the pain Or is it the mission of the man Audubon Ballroom Motel Lorraine Now white people you can't say nigga So I gotta take it back Now black people we're not niggas 'Cause God made us better than that No break all wake Little mayhem for your All-State nay ham all steak Get a good ball great like a golf grade Make the ball break Just one swing no putting That's how I try 'n does things always Especially when your past is Martin Baldwin Audubon Ballroom Turn the glass ceiling to a glass floor Make a trampoline out of trapdoor On that gasoline when I was back poor Loudly crafted out my dream underneath a tap floor Backpack battle-cat underground rap lore Anonymous but dominant what's a Mac to a hacker In other words we lyrical Zuckerbergs Pimp you may move a mouse but what's a rat to a cat store It's like a gig to an app store I rap Black history you can only see my past if you fast forward Now white people you can't say nigga So I gotta take it back Now black people we're not niggas 'Cause God made us better than that We came through the storm Nooses on our necks And a smallpox blanket to keep us warm On a 747 on the Pentagon lawn Wake up the alarm clock is connected to a bomb Anthrax lab on a West Virginia farm Shorty ain't learned to walk already heavily armed Civilians and little children is especially harmed Camoflauged Torahs Bibles and glorious Qurans The books that take you to heaven And let you meet the Lord there Have become misinterpretated reasons for warfare Reread them with blind eyes I guarantee you there's more there Rich must be blind 'cause they ain't see the poor there Need to open up a park Just close ten schools we don't need 'em Can you please call the fire department They're down here marching for freedom With land on the horizon and passion in their eyes and What they think are islands are much more in their size and Bountiful and plentiful and resource to provide them Supplies slim morale once so heavily inside them Now steadily declining Return is not an option as necessity denies them With this they choose to dive in Now along the shore and so aware of their arriving Are the children of this land prepared to share in their surviving A pageantry of feathers stands his majesty with treasure Not the material things of kings that could never last forever But secrets of the spirit world and how to live in harmony together Unbeknownst to him his head would be the first that they would sever And stuck up on a pike up along the beach Kept up as a warning to the rest to turn away from their beliefs And so began it here And for five hundred years Torture terror fear 'til they nearly disappear This world my heart my soul Things that I don't know The icicles they grow They never let me go Scars are left as proof But tears they soak on through Things I've done in my unforgivable youth Ways and means from the trade of human beings A slave labor force provides wealth to the machine And helps the new regime establish and expand Using manifest destiny to siphon off the land From native caretakers who can barely understand How can land be owned by another man One can not steal what was given as a gift Is the sky owned by birds and the rivers owned by fish But the lesson went unheeded for the sake of what's not needed You kill but do not eat it The excessive and elitists don't repair it when they leave it The forests's were cleared the factories were built And all mistakes will be repeated By your future generations doomed to pay for your mistreatments Foolishness and flaws greed and needs and disagreement And then you rush to have the most from the day you left your boats You'll starve but never die in a world of hungry ghosts As archaeologists dig in the deserts of the east A pit a hundred meters wide and a hundred meters deep They discover ancient cars on even older streets And a city well preserved and most likely at its peak A culture so advanced and by condition of the teeth They can tell that they were civil not barbaric in the least A society at peace With liberty and justice for all Neatly carved in what seems to be a wall They would doubt that there was any starvation at all That they pretty much had the poverty problem all solved From the sheer amount of paper most likely used for trade Everything's so organized They had to be well behaved Assumed they had clean energy little to no enemies Very honest leaders with overwhelming sympathies Religions kinda complex Kinda hard to figure out But this must be the temple This White House This world my heart my soul Things that I don't know The icicles they grow They never let me go Scars are left as proof But tears they soak on through Things I've done My young My unforgivable youth Yeah yeah The Cool Turn me up He came back In the same suit that he was buried in Similar to the one his grandfather was married in Yes he was still fresh to death Bling two earrings a chain layin' on his chest He still had it 'cause they couldn't find it And the bullets from his enemies Sat like two inches behind it Smelled the Hennessy From when his niggas got reminded And poured out liquor in his memory He didn't mind it But he couldn't sip it fast enough So the liquor was just fillin' the casket up Floatin' down by his feet was the letter from his sister Suit jacket pocket held his baby daughter's picture Right next to it one of his mans stuck a Swisher Not at all nervous As he dug to the surface Tarnished gold chain is what he loosened up the earth with He used his mouth as a shovel to try and hollow it And when he couldn't dirt-spit he swallowed it Working like a hmm reverse archaeologist Except his buried treasure was sunshine So when some shined Through a hole that he had drove It reflected off the gold And almost made son blind He grabbed onto some grass and climbed Pulled himself up out of his own grave And looked at the time On the watch that had stopped Six months after the shots That'd got him in the box Wringing Henny out his socks Figured it was hours Because he wasn't older Used some flowers To brush the dirt up off his shoulder So with a right hand that was all bones He begged for some change To get him on the train Is what they complained Tried to light the blunt But it burst into flames Caught the reflection in the window Of what he became A long look Wasn't shook wasn't ashamed Matter of fact only thing on his brain was brains Yeah and gettin' back in his lane Doin' his thang First he had to find something to slang Next stop was his block It had the same cops Walked right past the same spot Where he was shot Shocked That some lil' niggas tried to sell him rocks It just felt weird being on the opposite They figured that he wasn't from there So they pulled out and robbed him With the same gun they shot him with Put it to his head and said This life goes passing you by It might go fast if you lie You born you live then you die If life goes passing you by don't cry If you're breaking the rules making your moves Paying your dues Chasing the cool I'mma just go And then we'll figure it out from there They say form follows function And if you just function properly things will form themselves Yeah that's kind of what it is So on that note America's most First off gotta send shout outs to my niggas Then shout outs to my inner demon that be creepin' around my temple Ready to set me off like Vivica or make me cross like a crucifix Or the legs on a Buddhist sitter deep in thought Thinking as deep as the sea of salt And they sink in the same sea that we walk Not that we Jesus we just don't wait until it thaws But you can hold my hand like applause pause With no homophobia involved Now if I would've said that you can hold my balls That would've been the call but naw You can't see in ours but we can see in yours You can't see in ours 'cause ours is Kingdom Hall Yeah just like that we just let it roll you know Yeah and check it check it So when that pond thaws and it's no longer Gretzky That's when we jetski I gotta catch up to myself I kind of left me Are the windows still blocked up Let's see Maybe see something we couldn't view before Been in the stu all day cooking food for thought Now out the soup du jour for you and yours Might find sushi for your soul we call that moving raw Lions won't cross the line Cougars won't move a paw Chickens won't cross the road Dogs won't roof at all Always had flow just added a front door roof and walls Hotter than the fire that into which Koopa falls But that's only if you super dawg Sicker than when you use your dog to do assaults You can never really tell just who's the fraud Truth might still be alive like true and false That's why I never really trust unless it's Lu endorsed Sponsored by me and of course you know who enforced Now that's three mis like you warming up your vocal chords Add a fourth if your vocals hoarse Like Mister Ed Get out of pocket have a horse's head in your bed Now that's what I call a good night's rest You know You know just plays like that When you just let it flow When you sit back and just let it go you know And now my vocals warm Add a fifth and a sixth now I'm ready to perform The Buddhist said that I am not reformed If I ever be reborn I keep coming back as me Well don't forget the other five as we Weave the most wanted Angelina Jolies And Morgan Frees Send it around the room like we smoking trees But it's no purple in the circle then there ain't no rolling b's Just spoken words thought provoking reeds Hydro I'm still strolling on the seeds Aloe like the lotion from the leaves And to achieve it took a lot of token like Chuck E. Cheese All without touching weed But I'm still hungry and I'm having lunch for three This is my form now what the function be And art what I draw And ooh what I say like Imogen Heap Good night niggas go to sleep You know It's like form follows function And if you function properly then The form will come out of it And whatever it is it It just be what it is you know Quiet as a kitten Reply as silent as a Raphael-given instrument for stickin' Or maybe riot as a lion Would he tie in tiger for attention Tiggers and Poohs niggas and jews Mr. Opulent Christopher Robinson too Reversal like When that predetermined term expires on a turtle's knife What of Korea are you scared Or is something not there like a Welsh rabbit full of hares Animal farms and imaginary bears The body is a house like a kangaroo pouch Platoons of coons stand ready for the drive-by Steady as the medley booms from the Akai Like a junior like a third like a eye Like a observe from the view of a bird as it fly high Sitting heavy like spaghetti in the belly of a wise guy Seems they taking cues from The Wire Okay decorum and keeping you from wanting to buy it But you still buy it like you never left its sight And like a slow gunfighter gun unfired Cow dung walls hermit crabs in the mall sting ray from the stars and barnyard laws Quiet as a mouse in the House of God In the jaws like tyrants in the mouths of mobs Ripping it to pieces like a picture and a preacher If a cricket was a speaker it's its own chicken bones on the garbage can top Ugly mother freakers is predator opposite on top of it to make it fox So if similar appeal administer the seal to make it real Elephantine but never mind Half-ton gorillas in a midst they'll never find Hungry as a hippopotamus gobble it 'til your bottom and your body is as wobbly as Skrillex Eeyores and Piglets blind bats nailing tails to a riblet Time only limited if you make it Blind rat's nails hold tales of Unseeing Eye selves Out is out so they only seeing thy shells The butcher says to the bovines You're all just pastrami when it's showtime Cowboy co-signs attack the cat samples Own worst enemies Chop down the trees we need the axe handles Or you trapped like the yells of a nail in the shell-toe Clever as a fishbowl on a sailboat Landlocked as a ham hock on a railroad Sandbox by the swimming pool Two times as clever as a fishing school Pills for the pressure Broken seals on the pills for the pleasure If you feeling ill whatever Animal farm you're all dumb Tickle 'em with your articulated thumb A tapeworm will never play the drums but um Hey hey just 'cause I got one That don't mean I'm smart 'cause they got none Am I not an animal 'cause I got thumbs That don't make me smart 'cause they got none say what Here we come Am I not an animal 'cause I got thumbs say what Say what say what I know I know but I gotta get up outta here you know I gotta go pay these bills I got a show to do you know One time for your mind I love her and I hate to leave her lonely Ring-ring went the iPhone it was my homie Nothing further I jumped grabbed my Goyard trunk Got ready to walk it out like Unk in my John Lennon Chucks That's when I heard murder You're killing me you're filling me with sorrow Sunrise goodbyes and missing you tomorrows I turn to see my dream love supreme queen Meanest thing on the scene cry I drop my bags in a flash that's faster And wipe the rain from my dear like Dasher You's the dame who's the username to all my passwords The reason I get fly is Ibn Jasper I even keep your picture in my passport Tell the stewardess to throw a movie on the reel Heat up my kosher meal exchange my dollar bills Lean back in my first class seat and sleep Don't wake me 'til I land Where they barely understand what I speak But they nod to my beats I tell my fans who I am and they stand And they clap they applaud they love me my God Otsukaresama deshita or maybe au revoir A spree on Saint-Honore then back to Charles de Gaulle So I can get home and tell her everywhere that I been and Everything that I done and Tell her that she's the one and umm Guess who's back in the house With a bunch of souvenirs and a smile for your mouth I really missed you each and every night I kissed you In my dreams before I went to sleep I swear you're looking prettier than ever It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together evermore For better or less or poor Or worth our weight in buried treasure X's on the shore I know my world tour's like war to you Amanda and Le Messie want to know when we going there Edison sends his love so does the rest of the club Of the international playboys and playgirls But I revoke my membership all for My Tenderness Pursue your interests 'cause even if I'm ticketless I'll be there by your side In your heart and on your mind So as I taxi down another runway I gotcha who loves you bae Now bring it back now Gold medals them my role models rollin' old models Lowered old schools flowin' cold and goin' gold follows Flower bearin' call it petals to the floor Power sharin' call it devils to the door Power power 'til ain't no devils anymore Flower flowers they be droppin' at the feet of my sun Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my slum And who do I meet to the beat of my drum It was little Susie Uzi she sold crack and was a killer All bitch dope tip wasn't trappin' with no niggas Had a long money minor do that action for them figures Her influence fully automatic crackin' off the Richter yeah Walked up to my ride asked me could she get inside She pointed at her pistol so I properly replied Told me out here in the streets she ain't have no competition And with me up on them beats then we shared the same description Now here's my proposition You just write a bunch of raps for me and I'ma go and spit 'em Then we take 'em to the radio the DJ better spin 'em Then we take 'em to the record store and sell a couple million woo I already got the money already got the bitches I see these other niggas I'ma do it how they did it From a trapper to a rapper trapper to a rapper Trapper to a rapper now nigga make it happen Uh tell me call up Soundtrakk have him send a couple beats Said it might take like a month she said it better take a week Gave my arm a little punch and then she pointed at her heat Now we runnin' from some killers I was so sick to my stomach She was hangin' out the window with that thumper she was dumpin' Had a look upon her face that made me think that she was cummin' We was swervin' jumped the curb and ditched the whip and started runnin' Tried to jump over a wall but it was a little tall So we ducked behind a bush and that's how we got overlooked I was shook and breathin' hard and she was sittin' there smokin' kush Well now this the shit I'm talkin' 'bout the shit that I've been on Yeah lightyears outer space but still a bitch feel right at home Now where the bitches Get them intergalactic asses to clappin' Break down some of that candy and roll it up in a wrapper For a rapper nah I could never go back to trappin' And who needs Atlanta when you're on Saturn gettin' a lap dance With a lit match in your left hand and your right hand is a gas can And at any given moment I could burn this shit up Why you standin' there just lookin' nigga Turn that shit up Hop in some of this alien pussy let me know how it work I'm just sayin' I'm gon' be there and I ain't in no rush Nah nigga nah nigga I ain't in no rush Ayy I thought you couldn't rap when you learn how to do that Then what you need me for if you already know how to flow Ayy fuck that we gotta go wouldn't even be in this hoe If you told me from the jump we wouldn't be on this alien But I think that I can fly us stole a key so I can try it Never thought that I would ever be a flyin' saucer pilot But first thing's gon' be first when we get back to that earth I'ma go back to them raps and you can go back to that work nigga I already got the money already got the bitches I see these other niggas I'ma do it how they did it Nigga we're goin' home home From a trapper to a rapper trapper to a rapper Trapper to a rapper now nigga make it happen You can kill me I don't care Losing it all on my own I had a heart then But the queen has been overthrown And I'm not sleeping now The dark is too hard to beat And I'm not keeping up The strength I need to push me You show the lights that stop me turn to stone You shine it when I'm alone And so I tell myself that I'll be strong And dreaming when they're gone So what are you going to stand for Dreads in the sky I and I 2 new Vans on a land four Take that back make that 2 new shoes on the van floor Me and my band out on that road Yeah touch more souls than a dance floor While they touch less floors than a hand or Ceiling fan or wait let me tell ya slower Lift my fans up to the ceiling and you'll never touch the floor I'll be there with my oar till we get back to the shore Infiltrate my Carter illuminate my culture While they watching through that buckle but I stay up on my hustle Turn that belt back on they self now I watch them scream for help Like Africa need aid or black women as maids Uncover undercovers turn those maids to Bubba's mothers Take the hero out the Nino keep it real as trouble-trouble huh Or maybe cartoon Martin on The Boondocks Flip the script on chicks who think their shit smells like perfume shops Help them girls find beauty without a magazine or movie Now I know that's contradiction wants and needs in competition But it's hard to stay on point with such extremes in opposition While we waiting on that compromise proceed with that conscious eye New gang alert hashtag occupies Repper 'til the death of me FnF what's left of me All my hate is for the fake recipes for wrestling Only time I wrestle's when I'm wrestling with settling Only way I settle if we wrestle over everything I know that that don't mix like ecstasy and ketamine Funny how I'm only sick if you never catch a thing Argue with your friends over what really the record means Back and forth about its course with professors refereeing Why he so rebellious Up-front with his realness They wanna be fiascoes reproduce his failures Emperor is his alias but not Marcus Aurelius This is more like Sparta kick you down a well kid Well did better doings to come My only promise is I'll never ruin the young I'll never human the sung lyrics in a spirit that's Superhuman to some keep you pursuing the sum of Slums plus get up out of them plus never forget Just where you from plus make sure that you're ballin' When you come back up in them plus we don't die multiply From her steps to her set she is So death might not let me live ya dig Had a feeling that it would be a day like this The orchestra in my mind don't play like this naw But I'm prepared for it got a little rare for it Brushed off my Airs even cut my hair for it 'Cause normally I don't care for it Don't even be looking for light like that then there go it Yeah right over there so I prepared to pour it Little scared my stare lowered momma said have no fear Plus I'm already out of my chair Gather up my Airs on my square from here forward So here go it whispered in her ear It's kinda crowded in here would she care to blow it But I think I like her like a metaphor yeah it's hard to get In the car we sit from the intro She rolled down the window just in case I was a schizo I compliment her on the common sense I'm calm a little more confident Uh huh and then we lose consciousness She says that I've been waiting for you And I know you've been chasing me too since they kidnapped Me from a castle I've been thinking of you I told a fire-breathing dragon he better not harm me Or be sorry when he meets my one man army And thou has come to rescue me My knight in shining armor yes you be Woken up by the horn of an SUV You're the starry skies above me Won't you please come down and hug me Think I found love in this club tonight Relationship is just thirty minutes long It's kinda heavy maybe a little strong Gonna take much more than once Can't trust what each of us say at least for a month Or two before I bid you adieu Do this one thing for me out of the trillions Of numbers that's in the world just leave me a few That lead to you Won't be long then I'll see you in the morning Money ain't shit when there's wealth next to it Wealth ain't shit when there's health next to it In the lane with nobody else next to it Ain't get here by myself lot of help next to it Word to Chilly Chill that's myself let's do it Album number five ayy nigga let's do it Don't say my name 'less my city next to it Anything look good with a titty next to it And the titty got a face that's pretty next to it Riding 'round town something really exclusive Bump a little Pac with some Biggie next to it Nigga that's love with a twist next to it Nigga that's a Blood with a Crip next to it At the Bulls game like a tree gift next to it Yes nigga that's the floor and I sit next to it let's do it Everything look better with a bitch next to it Rollie on the wrist let's do this Top down on a whip that's roofless Ain't impressed it's the bitch that do it Let's do it Club ain't turnt 'less some bitches into it It's the bitch that do it Crib ain't shit 'less a whip next to it Whip ain't shit 'less a Benz next to it But a Benz ain't shit when a Rari next to it Rari ain't shit when a Zonda next to it Really tell a difference when a Honda next to it But a Honda is the shit when you jogging next to it This a baby momma with a condom next to it 'Cause this a miracle I'm still rocking let's do it let's do it Zero need a comma with a zero next to it Then another comma with a zero next to it Then a zero next to it and a zero next to it Then another fucking comma then a zero next to it Nigga what we talking That's a million let's do it Nigga what we talking That's a million let's do it Still at the bottom with a million next to it 'Cause a million ain't shit when a billion next to it A billion ain't shit when a trillion next to it But I ain't tryna hear it put my ear up next to it 'Cause it's strange to a nigga got a weirdo next to it Nigga your wallet got a robber next to it Black ski mask with a chopper next to it You might need a bed with a doctor next to it But nigga I ball like soccer next to it let's do it Everything look better with a bitch next to it Rollie on the wrist let's do this Top down on a whip that's roofless Ain't impressed it's the bitch that do it Club ain't turnt 'less some bitches into it It's the bitch that do it Nigga my hood feel like Heaven With third worlds next to it But nigga we good and we'll be even better With thirty girls next to us Yeah the White House had a trap next to it Yeah nigga that's a fact next to it My house had a trap next to it Ayy nigga where's the house Let's do it Your chest ain't shit 'less a chain next to it Chain ain't shit 'less gold next to it But gold ain't shit when a diamond next to it Your beat ain't shit 'less I'm rhyming next to it Hah hah shining next to it Shit ain't real can't find her next to it Nigga let's park it on the red carpet Grammy Awards my momma next to it let's do it Everything look better with a bitch next to it Rollie on the wrist let's do this Top down on a whip that's roofless Ain't impressed it's the bitch that do it Let's do it Club ain't turnt 'less some bitches into it It's the bitch that do it Put one in the air like the king's son For the heir to the kingdom That means I'mma be the king once the king done If he don't wanna leave then I might have to guillotine him I sing some but I rap a lot like the king's son Microphone checker all across the board you should king him Diamond mine my mind make princesses like king cum Every second worth of thinking Is enough to fill three rings like Ringlings That's how I kept it on the air is like a re-run And kept the kings comin' in obscene sums You see for me it's life or death like a king thumb That's why I don't play when I relay like a team run And treat every single day like a scene one Outlook on life like I ain't never seen none I keep my back to the past tell it bye Face to the future tell it hi Everything is super so is fly Come and stick the fans up Go on and get your hands up high Post coast to coast gotta dose of every lingo The latest famous eighties baby like the dingo Who evaded pushing daisies dodge bullets like Remo Remember like Ginkgo when we used to play bingo Used to be in awe with the pushers and the pimps own Now I flip cars like the ribs on the Flintstones Haters got mad and as sensitive as shinbones Had a Goodyear and my intention is to blimp on Even if I'm injured I'm gonna limp into the end zone From game one to the super like Karrine dome That mean I went to Disney World and you just went home It's Lupe and I ain't from there But they root for the away Gatorade the coach and tubas need to play now Usually I stay put em on the roof with more truth for me to say I keep my back to the past tell it bye Face to the future tell it hi Everything is super so is fly Come and stick the fans up Go on and get your hands up high High The laboratory happy for me 'cause I'm back with my belongings Ferrari 'bout as red as when Carrie was the prom queen Think outside the box like Larry Merchant Don King A glacier in Jamaica or a penguin out in Palm Springs Yeah keep em in the air like a swan wing And Imma keep it magic as a Harry Potter wand swing And my little shop with my terracotta pot You be talkin' bout your kush you should come and hear my lawn sing So put them up like a robbery A Derrick Rose lob to me You just get the rock to me Try and put me down like Gaddafi over Lockerbie I'll lock you in a locker b Like Bruce Leroy locked Johnny in a locker see Shock is the only thing that 2Pac is toppin' me Hot as rocket bottoms or Kilauea lava be I keep my back to the past tell it bye Face to the future tell it hi Everything is super so is fly Come and stick the fans up Go on and get your hands up high I said think of your future You can't do that tomorrow My goal is to sit on the globe like North Poles And thats the top mang going hammer like a Glock can't All flow and grammar no shot drank I'm so sober when I speak I call it catching bullets with my teeth You can feel it in your chest Like Bruce Lee jumping on your vest But I can't feel yours through my Superman Inshallah to my plan hope it super pans out My life is like Italia doin a hundred miles And the top open like the roofer ran outta tiles Walk right into Philippe's when I ran outta Chow's Next up is crustaceans and fast food halals The beef is all the same its just how they kill the cows Somebody tell Malcolm X that I'm tryna steal his style And tell Cornel West that I'm tryna steal his fro Go back in time take the slaves plows shovels and the hoes In this world I'm so alone In a category all on my own 'Cause I tell the world what I want to Yea I tell the world what I want to Man I feel so alone They treat me like an outcast 'Cause I tell the world what I want to But you can't tell me what you gon do 'Cause nigga I don't believe that Like nine eleven came from Iraq Mayweather on the speedbag Automatic weapons keep the same rhythm he has That's how the hood sound Grew up in the hood town West side ghetto Windy City Cook Count Black skies lookin' up crack pipes lookin' down Accused of not lookin back blind nigga look around City on my back so the CHI go errywhere I'm at Presence so shiny Mercedes so matte Cop that from Platinum the color of my plaque A nightmare walking in a psychopath's nap Defeat your purpose like a weed stash in the rehab Guess who's sneaking in the weed bags That be me with my me ass Not tryna be anything but free as Flow is so nuts the track is gettin teabagged Just wanna rap nice that ain't me If you wanna be mean then you wanna be me bad Call it being Pretty Lyrically Swag Soulja call it Super Lupe Lyrical You can't understand me nor mimic my miracles All I see is me and I'm a mother lovin' mirror-full Bein' dope is all in the muscle It's more than just a pause and a chuckle I bench press elephants and bowlin ball juggle So don't be scared to take the Super Lu route Top 5 alive and I only got 2 out School ya on your history I tell ya what you 'bout Fight for all the right things and let the Huey New out Pharrell what these niggas talkin' 'bout Young and hungry Mos Def a conscious rappin Lil Wayne I don't care for similarities 'Cause I'm a pioneer not a parody These ain't bars this is barbarity Holy Shock and awing cattle prods All up in the action with a fraction of the catalogue Of my peers I ain't doin' numbers like Anbesol But I'm here and I'm revered 'Ye what these niggas talkin' 'bout A Jesus in the desert walking Dundee walkabout A self imposed exile learn to let the awesome out Even if I was homeless I would still have an awesome house 'Cause the world is mine Lupe to the rescue the world is fine Words and lines of mine I feel are better than every rap in the world combined And that's how you do it E'rything flow errything fluid Stupid with the raps but the raps never stupid And the next whip is that Ferrari cart Game over body parts all over Tara at Sarah's wedding Sam marrying Sam Band pushed upon the finger of Sam's hairiest hand If that sickens you you a bigot If it doesn't well then you're wicked Such is life odd as Egg McMuffins at night No answers so let us watch these dancers Structure reformed gracefully being born On the pallet of dark grays concaves and spirals Kaleidoscope into a Eiffel It ripples then it tidals vacillates then it virals Babylons then it Bibles and others And tell me of the spinning mothers And today's mathematics for beloved And beasts' bellies covered like the cummerbunds of butlers They keep the bottles just to make glass houses Then climb up to the second floors and throw rocks out it Then expect not a volley in reply Some place vulnerable like probably in the eye What of the chicken What is it missin' Is it dry Did it die in some inhumane conditions so it didn't go relaxed And the tension from its demise Pulled all of the flavor from the fat and made it flat And rather lifeless well there's a place That has a stunning turbot and more mercifully murdered Pisces But barbaric are still the prices It's rather niceless apricot in dices and fromage slices My son will call risotto rices If and when he's left to his own devices well How is your memory Is it returning like a lemon tree To bear bitter fruit of what you meant to me Or was it slippin' like permission Am I trippin' like field I feel I'm grippin' but maybe the transmission Still left out the life also left out the will grief Will cheese never touch your teeth Maybe like kosher beef So glad you're back But not glad at that you're glad Where is the glamour in collapse Where in the shatter of the facts shoves one back to a pattern of stab wounds Swoon ridden goons consumed and driven mad soon The atelier slowly fills with baboons That other monkey business Where killers go free 'cause a junkie's a funky witness Runny mascaras from the cunning mask wearers of death Bygone errors sittin' like two oil derricks Separated by a sea of cooling num nums Reminiscing of an every day playing hum drum Where recognition went unnoticed And then solidified till it was stoic We should've been poets Somewhere between amateurs and grandmasters of iambic pentameter How are your chains Do they make you behave Keep you over here by your overseer Fallen from grace Down from Heaven to memories' floor La petite mort la petite mort Immaculate mother of the holy soul On behalf of the overdose We come to you uncomfortable in our ways Please don't slam the door all in my face Tried to go to church church ain't work Still want to kill niggas Tried to go work but work ain't work Work ain't work for the feel nigga Really make me feel like a field nigga Make me feel worse really tryna' chill But inside I feel like a steel mill nigga And it's hard when these niggas steal mama When you ain't got got a meal still mama Living off a meal deal mama Can't stunt with them lil wheels mama Need a real purse real heels mama How them liquors and them pills feel mama Lil mama No man shall touch this Lord said nobody can fuck with your momma I be just trying make it I be just trying make it They be just trying break us they be just trying break us Raise your hands up and put your hands behind your head White T on they shoulders what drags em off through the streets In the whip wit' they soldiers stations of the police Trying to stick all this time to me Trying to stick all these crimes to me Could you just send a dime to me Mama please send a sign to me What's looking like life is probation and a fine to me Lawyer said I'd be alright but I think that he lying to me They really wanna throw those lines to me Put me in a line put the knives to me Put me in the sky put it to my side Then push it inside of me Holy mother of the blessed soul They don't love you there they love you here I love you like I'm Mexico say yeah Santa Maria Madre de Dios ruega por nosotros pecadores Ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte amen No man shall touch this Lord said nobody can fuck with your momma Madonna No man shall touch this Lord said nobody can fuck with your momma Madonna They sent them all to the slaughter Baby mama no father He was hanging round them murderers And them prostitutes and them robbers yeah Them dope fiends and that water yeah Wit' angel dust in they nostrils yeah They hit em up wit' that chopper She was holdin' him in her hands just like Stigmata yeah Said you gon' live here forever Salvation and treasure you gon' live here forever yeah Died like Ricky on his mama couch right there in his mama house Only child the holy mama's your mama now Let's peruse the essentials of Cool A brief study on the things so instrumental to Lu That make me feel flyer than lobbies of Ws A disclaimer just a rhymer no credentials from a school In my Fall of Rome jeans my Head Porter wallet My Neighborhood shirt and my Eddie Chen CLOT Shit might not go to college but my street smart polished Like the black fingernails of that punk rock logic Do the knowledge man you can't be punk from projects Firm disbeliever in your punch clock promise Was trading off my comics I was taking them to school One of Jay-Z boys now I'm skating in your pool Not to be rude I'm just hating on your rules Like a young fifty I'm on my world tour Good morning Singapore I'm bringing the sun with me From the Robert Taylor homes to Africa's slum cities I am American mentally with Japanese tendencies Parisian sensibility so stay out the vicinity of Yeah yeah them niggas over there it's just Yeah yeah now look at what I wear I like Diptyque candles and Maharishi sandals and Dita sunglasses Purple Murder Service samples I like False T-shirts Dover Street is off the handle Such a good designer Junya Watanabe god damn you I like Yohji Yamamoto and a Max Roach solo Leather Gucci belts and Guilty Brotherhood polos I like Montblanc pens and Moleskine paper Monocle magazine and Japanese manga I love Street Fighter 2 I just really hate Zangief If you negative in energy then stay out the vicinity of Yeah yeah them niggas over there it's just Yeah yeah now look at what I wear Got my gold watch and my gold chain With my fancy car and my diamond ring With my ghetto broad and she's so plain Got a couple scars and one of those long names She's a fight a nigga and cusses with no shame And her ex-man had her baggin' up cocaine but she Yeah yeah she love it over here it's just But my most coveted thing is a high self-esteem And a low tolerance for them telling me how to lean See the most important parts are the ones that are unseen The wings don't make you fly and the crown don't make you king Now God don't like ugly ain't too happy 'bout pretty I am ignorance's enemy so stay out the vicinity of Yeah yeah them niggas over there it's just Take time to learn me like court-appointed attorneys Restore the order we either join or adjourning Less you join I'm up performing the journey In all earnest I go so Bernie Takes another nigga to turn me Get it straight I ain't late on states I'm just sternly stating How what I do with grace takes another nigga to turn mean My returning's like Blockbuster with a tape And I ain't kind but I don't hit So you starting at the end that's the part where you begin I skip the bullshit so we can start it where we win Yeah spoiler alert But it's cool though know we gotta rule yo Get it in then we win and do it all again ho From the floating death to the fire of death To a flower outside of my grave Or were you just being polite with your hands And it really means I'm number one and you're a fan Now me and words we made a deal that I'm gon' keep 'em real And they show me their secrets I can even cop a feel Similarly can't mix matchsticks with forests Only you can prevent what I do Only dew can prevent what's my view I match matchsticks with wicks Wicker man take a sip of liquor and Spit the lip off warriors And spit flames nigga get in the gang ahh From the floating death to the fire of death To a flower outside of my grave Or were you just being polite with your hands And it really means I'm number one and you're a fan Well that's cool 'cause I think you're number one too It's road rage without a roll cage Takes courage to run on these roadways All so every soccer Terry Fox molding Sitting in your car just listening to the bars And there's traffic all around and you feel like falling down And the music that I'm spewing out enough to calm it down 'Fore you know you're out your car with your briefcase walkin' round And them dollars from the budget that went to the production And Sebastian on the hook like being dug by Michael Douglas So don't start that walk through Echo Park When life's a one-on-one and you caught up in the jam Just show some love back to your number one fan From the floating death to the fire of death Or were you just being polite with your hands And it really means I'm number one and you're a fan Well that's for me heh 'cause I think you're number one too Don't you know that I run this place And I've begun this race must I rerun this pace I'm the reason it's become this way And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised They love my darkness I make them heartless And in return they have become my martyrs I've been in the poem of many a poet And I reside in the art of many a artist Some of your smartest have tried to articulate My whole part in this but they're fruitless in their harvest The dro grows from my footsteps I'm the one that they follow I am the one that they march with Through the back alleys and the black markets The Oval offices crack-houses and apartments Through the mazes of the queens The pages of the sages and the chambers of the kings Through the veinses of the fiends A paper chaser's pager yo I'm famous on the scene One of the oldest most ancientest things Speak every single language on the planet y'all mean I am the American dream The rape of Africa the undying machine The overpriced medicine the murderous regime The tough guy's front and the one behind the scenes I am the blood of this city its gas water and electricity I'm its gym and its math and its history The gunshots in the class And you can't pass if you're missin' G I taught them better than that I taught them aim for the head and hope they never come back I'm glad your daddy's gone baby hope he never comes back I hope he's with your mother with my hustlers high in my traps I hope you die in his trash I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag Behind the hospital little baby crack addicts had Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper A welfare-receiving prostitute and gold digger You can watch on TV how they should properly depict you The rivers shall flow with liquor quench your thirst on my elixirs I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor The trusted misleader the number one defender And from a throne of their bones I rule These fools are my fuel so I make them cool Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool And feed them from the table that held Corleone's food If you die tell them that you played my game I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name 'Cause I'm the boss There's only 2 ways out of here You're way too late you'll be trapped here forever There's only 2 ways out of here One's through the door the other's through me Sometimes living in a world like this It's pretty hard not to go insane Not pretty if you don't comply Pretty easy if you don't complain Stand there like you don't feel pain No tears in the face of defeat Pretend til the end that you don't fear change Don't admit that your faith is weak Don't say that you feel like dying Life's hard then it feels like diamonds Your home's just far too gone Much too late to even feel like trying Can't understand what I'm saying Can't figure out what I'm implying If you feel you don't wanna be alive You feel just how I am I'm on the dark side And you can't come find him How when it's light all around you Yeah But it's dark all inside him No winners when it's me against me One of us just ain't gonna survive My heart been broke for a while Your's been the one keepin' me alive There's only 2 ways out of here You're way too late you'll be trapped here forever There's only 2 ways out of here One's through the door the other's through me This world is such a fucked up place My mind's such a fucked up shape Everything down here sucks Maybe what's up there is great We all gotta go one day I just wanna cut to the chase I wanna stop these nightmares I just wanna touch your face All you see is all my feats All I see is all my flaws All I hear is all my demons Even through your applause All you see is all my flights Well all I see is all my falls All you see is all my rights All I see is all my wrongs Door keep telling me to fight Gun on my table telling me to come on Telling me to to put him inside my hand Then put it up right next to my dome Door keep telling me to find a reason Anything to keep me from squeezing Simplest things yea you really like summer You really like music you really like reading Love I can't win if it's me against me One of us ain't gonna survive And my heart been broke for a while Yours been the one keepin' me alive There's only 2 ways out of here You're way too late you'll be trapped here forever There's only 2 ways out of here One's through the door the other's through me Tonight tonight tonight The stars are aligned and the planets colliding The plan is arriving and she's out there smiling The fear is upon us the skies tried to warn us The parents are goners no children to mourn us It's driving me crazy this war is my lady We've lost all our babies and God is amazing The tick of the timer the slip of the rhymer the pimp and the riser Your cross there you'll find her Hey hey Death is on the tip of her tongue and Danger's at the tip of her fingers Streets are on fire tonight Death is on the tip of her tongue and Danger's at the tip of her fingers Streets are on fire tonight Disease the virus is spreading in all directions No safe zone no cure and no protection No symptoms define the signs of an infection No vaccines remedies and no corrections Quarantine the dreams and seal off the connections Don't let them in not a friend not a reflection Everybody's got it and want you to have it next and Don't accept them if you want to stay as an exception No pill can heal the ill of this Sickness some are still in doubt of its existence Some call it forgiveness and some call it the vengeance Some say it's an exit and some say it's an entrance The poor say the rich have the cure The rich say the poor are the source Revolutionaries say it's psychological war Invented by the press just to have something to report Some say the first case came from a maternity ward Some say a morgue some say the skies some say the floors Whores say the nuns nuns say the whores And everybody is sure The scientist say it only affects the mind The little boy said it only affects the girls The preacher man said it's going to kill off the soul A bum said it's going to kill the whole wide world Death is on the tip of her tongue and Danger's at the tip of her fingers Loudspeakers repeating that everything is fine A subtle solace to demolish the troubled conscience Of a populace with no knowledge and every freedom denied Every dream is designed and broadcasted From the masters to the masses From the antennas on the top of the shrines Refine the receiver and plant it During the panic and short it it reports back Everything in your mind everything is lying Everything is dying everything is a rule Everything is a crime everything was here then Everything rewind the new Weather burned the feathers off everything flying The sadness the madness the bad shit The lavish the fastest the clashes the ashes to ashes Everything intertwined My femme fatale my darling fraudulent angel Once caught her changing the batteries in her halo Receipt for her wings and everything that she paid for And the address to the factory where they made those Scientist said she's all inside my mind Moment of silence for them round of applause for me I pause to put a round in the palms of thieves And then clap for 'em bring it back to 'em Soundtrakk I bring my back to 'em 'Cause they ain't ready for the front fax to 'em Like my nigga Mickey Factz to 'em They ain't from us but they're claiming they're Columbus Their raps come off flat 'cause they ain't in circumference They ain't in the cypher of some lifers Them niggas probation soon to be leavin' Rikers They ain't see us as the circle of my peers Sir cool but he ain't spheres That means he ain't fierce as this Sailboat wouldn't survive in the ocean of my tears Bring it back to the peekhole that's the circle of my peers The back is what I said Ready for the front I rap it out the back of my head Know it like the back of my hand Cowboy you calf like the back of my leg you ain't seein' what I said That's 'cause it's comin' out the back of my dreads You ain't see it gotta watch what I say Wash a nigga away or dock a nigga pay I bring it back to the piers And if you ready for that you've just received the deadliest catch That you've seen in years Match and if you think I'm playin' When I was sayin' 'bout the world I was talkin' 'bout when the fuckin' world was flat So what we got here Some Top Ramen talkin' 'bout some top tier Some top rhymin' to some boxed ears Such a waste of my timin' that's why I'm not here This recite is just a sight of the The real me is out droppin' crop circles all over Iowa One hand's a gun the other hand's a silencer If I cock the thumb you gotta take a hike to the Hitch cock psychotic did you get that plot If you ain't get the words then just make a little bird So you can hear what the fist don't stop this shit don't stop Let you debate whether it's birds tellin' or motellin' Those fingernail shells come out my pistol top I wear a Rollie so my wrist don't watch 'Cause he don't like to see it ain't that a bitch The same wrist I shoot the three with game winnin' remix Revisit the ship upon which niggas seasick Floatin' on the water out the eyes that I see with Burnin' on the fire out the eyes that I see with But fuck it it's too far off the deep end I don't need a reason I ain't talkin' to 'em Silencer on my hand so my rounds won't sound at all Now how that sound to y'all Maybe how dog whistles sound to dogs Tetsuo season Album comin' out super soon That's right so I'm gon' ride this wave And niggas poppin' shit it ain't got nothin' to do with me And just capitalize off all the free press Because my publicist charges a lot to do the same shit As these niggas doin' it for free And I can just rap because really Shit don't mean nothin' to me I can rap all day pop shit all day And you niggas just soak it up Believe it if I stop still gets headlines even though my Twitter locked And ain't that a bitch Philly Atlanta Virginia They said it was coming back around man Back to the lyrics man Come back to people like me I say It's mean soldiers Now let me put the streets down like steamrollers See we sling soda 'cause the extra four in the split is mixed Used to buy toasters and clips You can tighten your circle or boa constrict While you was lighting your purple I was over the scripts See I could walk the walk couldn't really talk the talk Had to get my talk to properly explain my walk 'Cause this lack in talk had my walk looking off Now I'm over the limp Watch how they mugs drop when they see my Verbal's able That's the Usual When I was po' I was low Now me and my Chaps cop Purple Label It's Ralph Lauren on the rap laureate Niggas brown nose they are like Alf to him Runners at Interscope are not as Stoute as him Please don't Interscope It's gonna be a whole lot of Iovine and respirating If I lean out this window with Irene Niggas as tall as Yao Ming It's so serious every time I write my John Hancock like Could damn near see Detroit I see you Niggas is scared of heights This is Saran Wrap and aluminum foil Some potpourri a little machine oil I stack my paper and throw off my scents This is top floor better look out below Pennies from heaven is the same as a semi from the second And I reign supreme Turn your umbrellas upside down Did you even catch the change in theme And them niggas ain't Was nor from his regime Hats on tilt like these Snickers ain't drop out the vending machine You gotta put more money in And I shake niggas up every time I drop a bar It's horse in the Porsche and bricks in the box Like mo' money them every time I cop a car You see I'm a roller right So it might be a Rover right Get off the streets Bet I be in the head like overnight I wipe the cool from my eye Stationed in Antarctica coldest nigga alive Flow is Armageddon might smite crows from the sky Before you drive you have to wipe locusts off your rides But I'm warming up oceans is on the rise I be Ocean with eleven associates on my side Colder than Chris Martin guitaring Would you look at all these spies But they can't see me I took out their eyes Replace with some he's so all they see is eh's But I will never run not even if they cry See I can never fall not even down their cheek But I will always bawl let's see who the first to blink And I don't need no passwords 'cause I don't need to cheat But you can say your last words and you can rest in peace I'm the hook after your last verse I'm also like the beat But I will turn it down so you can go to sleep So you can go to sleep yes you can go to sleep Said you can go to sleep said you can go to sleep Good night good night good night good night Real niggas up again phony niggas tucking in Now you can go to sleep yes you can got to sleep Now you can got to sleep now you can go to sleep Good night good night good night good night Official niggas on they job and you know we gonna ball Real niggas popping off phony nigga nodding off Insomniac since way back see this is what I been like Baking eggs and pancakes eating that at midnight Getting up and going hard I don't need no Enzyte Come across as very calm mental state is Zen-like Always had a lot of heart never been the tin type Never will I drop a dime never been the ten type My girlfriend is very fine yes she is a ten right Mink is draggin' on the flo' fire in my windpipe You should come and clean up after the riots that I incite Things get off the handle left behind a landfill Traffic at a standstill stadium is fan-filled Fill this bitch up with fans you still won't blow my candle out And is possessing your possessions did you hear it by the couch Boogieman under your bed not in your closet 'Cause I'm not a homo won't drill no door hole I won't make a peep so you can go to sleep I wipe the cold from my eye Then put it in my stove and hope that my dough rise And then my clothes dry but I am so high I am sitting on the storm that I got soaked by Now you can come closer you can get warm but you get no pie But you can sell it for em so here's you bow tie Now get ready to fall 'cause humans don't fly The boy in the balloon see I didn't go hide And I'm coming back to float again Close down all the opium but I had to open They said they need a hero in it so I'm back to dope again Pull up in that old-school Flintstone drop on rolling pins Time is all behind me this make me feel old again Grandma's all around me I can feel her soul within Hope my daddy over him woke the roosters woke the hens Everything's cashmere count the sheep that you He just sits and watches the people in the boxes Everything he sees he absorbs and adopts it He mimics and he mocks it Really hates the box but he can't remember how to stop it Uhh so he continues to watch it Hoping that it'll give him somethin that he can box with Or how the locksmith see the box as locked in the box Ain't got the combination to unlock it That's why he watches scared to look away 'Cause at that moment it might show him What to take off the locks with So he chained himself to the box took a lock and then he locked it Swallowed the combination and then forgot it As the doctors jot it all down with they pens and pencils The same ones that took away his voice And just left this instrumental like that He just sits and listens to the people in the boxes Everything he hears he absorbs and adopts it Anything not comin out the box he blocks it See he loves the box and hope they never stop it Anything the box tell him to do he does it Anything it tell him to get he shops and he cops it He protects the box locks it in a box When he goes to sleep but he never sleeps 'Cause he stays up to watch it scared to look away 'Cause at that moment it might get stolen And that's the last of the boxes So he chained himself to the box took a lock and then he locked it Swallowed the combination and then forgot it As the doctors jot it all down with they pens and pencils The same ones that took away his voice And just left this instrumental like that He never lies Uhh and you can't tell me just who you are You buyin them clothes just to hide those scars You built that roof just to hide those stars Now you can't take it back to the start And you can't tell me just who you are You buyin them clothes just to hide those scars You built that roof just to hide those stars Now you can't take it back to the start 'Cause he never said anything at all And you can't tell me just who you are You buy new clothes just to hide those scars You built that roof just to hide those stars Now you can't take it back to the start And you can't tell me just who you are You buy new clothes just to hide those scars You built that roof just to hide those stars Now you can't take it back to the start Laid back villain on the smooth tip All things gravy greatest fear to let the groove slip Always tell the masses that it's never gon' stop 'Cause you never gon' do shit Magnify justice over long lost blues riffs They proceeds to poke out they eyes with a toothpick Remember when Larenz Tate beat Terrence with the pool stick Or when Caine pistol whipped Chauncy and that fool snitched Sent the tape to Bill Duke would've went to jail If he wouldn't have got killed in that drive-by by the dude he kicked You the only guy that I do it with Remember when 'Pac and Q start fightin' over Steel's house They broke a vase Steel scream Raheem told 'em to chill out The jheri curl Blood that bumped Ricky eating chips The same guy they was looking for when Ice Cube stopped to let Cuba out the whip And wan' it sad how Loco had the habit And wan' it funny when they caught T-Bone dancing with that rabbit Didn't Rocket have the same gun that the old man shot OG Bobby Johnson's son in the back with Or do I got it backwards And Bobby Johnson was the one that put his fist up to the glass And Caine put his fist up and dapped it And Chicago and Regina had sex inside the mail truck They left his ass he reached down to get his hairbrush And Tre lied to Furious sitting down get his hair cut Caine told him as he jacked him at the drive-thru A hundred bucks will tell who Radames put the knife to Another hundred for the cop who chased New Jersey Drive crew The group who took Ricky ball Crip or Piru Kicked Doughboy and told him he could buy a hundred balls Little Bobby used his bed to iron out his overalls Who knew in a few he would have a gun aimed Caine had a nigga's Daytons skatin' on his Mustang Remember when the whole crowd stopped and got tense Then they cheered when Steel put his hand up on the fence Then when Gee Money first got married to the cocaine And Chris Tucker OD'ed there watching Soul Train Cam'ron shot him in the car and took his gold chain Nino was free till he met up with that old man And Ice-T was there and he oversaw the whole thing Mello lost his legs just to get up out the dope game Why he throw his gun into the river though Just to hit the roof to get the juice and let Bishop go Show Hodges love but the Pac Man day came 'Specially after sprayed little ese with the spray paint Remember when Bobby took off his tear And when Doughboy disappeared After his brother died and he said nobody cared I still do after all these years Because he should've played ball Ricky ain't deserve none of that at all These are just a illustration Of a few scenes that helped raise a generation At my brother's Janazah A Salat with no bows Pallbearer carry you to the car now New York City way me and Jay never left my side Rest like that picture with your pride Who look just like Now the city looks less bright Brooklyn looking less special Don't carry the same weight As when you were on this level You work in progress from forty projects God bless An inspiration and a king They won't know what I mean but this one 'bout to spring Protect it with every feather on the wings So even when it hurts you'll never feel a thing Said it's a cold war Ain't nobody wins like the government In the U.S.S.R 'Cause this is all for shares Nobody cares Who you think you are And you can fight it but there's no defense For what things are Baby grab a jacket It's cold Let me clarify the chorus And what my cold war is 'Cause the complexity is enormous Using one of my greatest losses with eyes like faucets To reinforce every single word that I talk with Something about losing things human beings That reduces things to their most elementary Find yourself where you never meant to be With the energy of memories That's the soul force of what's behind killing me Finding pleasure in the pains Like finding desert in the rain Twisted how this world can drive you masochistic Question if I'm over it Or if I'm numb because I'm closureless Or my closure's that we all gotta go and shit Rendered emotionless but moving at the speed of running over it Still happy that I opened it In the studio writing these words one after another In memorial of my brother As you listen to the album with Nothing on the cover I imagine that he hovers Right in the back of this chair Floating right there in the air Nodding his head to the music I slightly lose it Ask why do I put myself through this Crack a smile look up at the file The waveforms on the screen of me tryna tell you what I mean But I feel that it's all lost or maybe that it's all gotta cross Happy with his dedicated song But now he's all gone But he was never there 'cause He was everywhere nowhere and down here Maybe on that judgement day rise up We'll both open our eyes up climb up Hoping God forgives us for our tendencies Wipes away our cool young histories All over the world right I mean everywhere I mean we just disappear and just come back I feel like we can just put him anywhere He'd find his way back home y'know'm saying Another random thing's that consequence to me But maybe to you not much But with that said the reason behind me Why I do what I does love Just riding around bumping that uh But you ain't fucking with my man It was always like that so Drop a little for you let it bump This that Esco music it's that Esco music Bumping with my Esco music that raw Read my lips clarinet talk that walk pair of steps Two shots parachutes two drops pair of troops New drops wearin' roofs full bloom bearin' fruits Full moon put the where in wolves' apparently put it in the air and shoot Heirlooms that's what I leave heirlooms that's how I weave They don't care to you and that's hair to you this what I breathe I'm the heir apparent from a pair of parents Taught me that sharin's carin' so I spread the bread out To get in heaven that's when I bleed get in hell when I breathe Get it Inhale when I breathe Maybe you'll get it when I bereave there's levels to this shit And there's devils on the level of this bitch We all ball even the devil gotta pitch You fly so that's red bull and a fish You can have that that's complimentary True story documentary Though continentally West Side I'm just riding around town crown of thorns on my head Living till I'm dead yeah to show your respect I'm King James with a blunt lit my name ring like a phone call It's only right that you meet defeat I guess that's protocol Soulo ho oh God Lord knows like you never said yes Success I'm on the verge in like I never had sex You upset as fake breasts but don't stress it looks good on you He couldn't get it understood so I stood on him Food and liquor in my belly of the beast but you knew already I used to complain until planes I flew already Now I'm ready amen like one guy I'm so heavy Let's say tons that's blasphemy with eight guns keep your machete Young mind fuck the world that's an orgy with an OG Ironically when you're high as me you won't need floor seats This flow here for King Rich I won't stop 'til my team's richer Mind body and spirit on top of the dollar spinnin' My optimism is why I'm in this position You pray I prey it's just that I'm a lion bitin' his victim Pay homage I ain't gotta plan it to play with comets Please save your comments This world so damn ugly I won't put make-up on it just bein' honest Keys on us like dope dealers open doors for the lost souls Clean house I used to wanna be the goat but I'm the Ox now Rap like I went to Oxford with bastards threw Glocks on 'em Red and blue now the cops on 'em 'Cause we the children of the night Of the livin' dead lookin' for some light I got some lean up in my Sprite I call it the Jesus Juice Lu what would Jesus do Whoo I'm just riding around town crown of thorns on my head Living till I'm dead yeah Don't think Osama and Saddam are our leaders We pray for peace but the drama intrigues us All so we fall for the illusions of the beast So instead of tryin' to teach we show our teeth Same God different beliefs Hijabs Sunday clothes yarmulke kufi same mission beneath We all tryin' to get to where the sufferin' ends In front of the Most High bein' judged for our sins Can't front for the Most High so the struggle You every bee bird and tree he her and me We virtually on the same boat With the same goats on the same sea Tryin' to stay afloat and put the devil in the yoke With a couple of God's quotes And to the sisters and the mothers of ours Who cover theyselves 'cause they're lovers of God The Creator of the worlds Sculptor of the stars During Hajj we walk through Ramadaan we starve Though you not eatin' there's a feedin' of the mind A defeatin' of the demons a seein' of the signs A leanin' on the lines from the surahs Getting purer God deemed it unclean Nor drinkin' of the wine We all bend to his whims so I send out a message to my kind I'm cordial to Mr. Norful Mrs. Adams you're the theme song when I'm battling Creflo player what's happening I can hear the truth in your rappings It gets mean especially when you stay on the scene And at the same try to stay out of trouble But don't forget the blessin' is in the struggle The Most Forgiving will forgive it if you stay repentant And hustle You gotta stay on your salats your zakats your Quran To my homies and miskeen Astagfirullah Allah forgive us all For we all are sinners Bless us to be among the winners When it ends But until then please strengthen the mission within our hearts All praise is due to God Tellin' it how it was taught me I ain't tryin' to sell it can be brought for free This is how it is Now how it ought to be Muhammad talk to me Jesus walk with me I hope Today nobody cares But tomorrow they will they will Today nobody cares But oh tomorrow they will they will They said my future was dark see me now Just look around I'm beaming They used to talk when I wasn't around You see me now I get my energy from my inner G I be in outer space but I got inner peace So tell my enemies that they can't injure me I know that irritates you have my sympathies Well you should protest yeah you should picket me I'm on a losing strike I'm on a winning streak I'm out in left field I'm speaking mentally But that's a better place than where the benches be I'm feeling really good me and my different beat Me and my different drummer he play the timpanis See that's what got me here you hearing me See I'm just forward looking that's how I really see See while you Valentines I'm thinking Christmas trees And that's how this would be even at Micky D's They said my future was dark see me now Just look around I'm beaming They used to talk when I wasn't around You see me now I'm beaming Do you remember me the guy from verse one Failure's my last name Never's my first one You see I hood a lot and yeah I nerd some Hood's where the heart is nerd's where the words from Don't represent either because I merged them It's kids who wanna leave and I encourage them Go out and see the world never return from Yeah you don't come back unless you learned some And baby girl what does it matter where your purse from Your hair done your nails did your ass fat but you're dumb Mix Melissa Ford with Maya Angelou Become a top model and Sojourner too I try to follow this what Muhammad do It's such an old soul inside this sonic youth It's why I'm Ferrari'd up and I'm conscious too I don't prophesize I promise you Yeah it's me again the guy from verse two Well this the last one it's almost curfew It's almost night out so turn ya lights on Yeah they are the ones to keep your eyes on Like how we used to do to keep the house warm Now those the type of eyes I not cry from You see the tears of fire run out my crying songs Now the world shoulders is what I'm crying on The world's fast lane is what I'm driving on What am I driving at I'm trying to drive it home I'm in the drivers seat but you can ride along It's never cyclops it's never I alone I'm telling your story wherever I perform Now if they looking for me you tell 'em I've gone Out in the bright lights right where I belong They said my future was dark see me now Just look around I'm beaming They used to talk when I wasn't around You see me now I'm beaming This phone call's probably being recorded Just know that I did it for the four of us And those motherfuckers kept ignorin' us After this I'm going underground If they come asking give them the run-around How does Costa Rica in the summer sound Couple days then we moving to another town Yea I know them dreams seams Just know that time'll never come between Space either fake features Things that we reject but connects all us believers The insurrection's gone viral They'll never stop it now I hope it all spirals Outta control like a dam with a hole From here on out it's all about survival The way we left things they probably think we rivals But don't be naive they hate you more than I do Remember always speak in opposites I hate you so much it's such a compliment I know that defies the common sense But we ain't never been right honestness We never fit in school and never did rules But who'd a thought we'd turn out bombing shit I'm giving you a nightcall to tell you how I feel I want to drive you through the night down the hills I'm gonna tell you something you don't want to hear I'm gonna show you where it's dark but have no fear He said he was just so tired Of them fighting our water with fire He said that we need something drier To really impress the empire Funny 'cause he really hated war But why we went to war is what he really hated more Said it's silly how that our schools make us stupid and our jobs make us poor When he came back from the Corps Is when he really got serious Read a lot of books started acting all mysterious Told him his condition didn't exist period That's why he started that petition Went all the way to Washington said they didn't listen To a white male Christian He just laughed when they took our father's pension He said that you gotta act in opposites Helps you hide your tracks when you stand up to the dominant But I knew he felt bad Told me later was the saddest day he ever had To see our dad so hopeless That was the turning point that's what really gave him focus I didn't agree with everything some of it made sense But never thought that he would do something like this Couple guys in black suits came around to see me They went through all your books and took all of your CDs My granny said you'd be all right she saw it in the tea leaves All the operations going well had a lotta contact from all the other cells Everybody everywhere is calling you a hero They going through the rubble but the body count is zero It's all violent and bloodless I know the government really loves this This account is hacked you know how to keep in touch I'll never see you again I hate you so much And so it seems that I'm sewing jeans So I cut the pattern and I sew its seams And button in this hustling then publicly I'm Buddy Lee There's no busting them and cuffing them is like Ushering in the regime they want me to make Prince pants But I withstand I ain't gotten into that A little big in the waist two-pocket on the back Give 'em the game that's like giving chocolate to the fat Look how you think I got here That's the same game that came through where I lived as a kid In the bad luck truck and threw boxes off the back Made me a ripper deliver like river Content a little more thicker slicker Yeah and they said oil and water don't mix Now they all down at the beach washing off the fish It's my life my life everything I do I do for you I do it all for you everything I say you know it's the truth I'll say it is the truth I'll take all the pressure off of you Take pressure off of you I'll take the pressure off of you 'Cause it sag so low you can see boxer like a boxer's That's the way that the Family's pants worn Don't be sly and try and put 'em on The stones in the pocket'll drag you down to Davy Jones' locker Beware if you wanna rock the Knickerbocker Other nigga from the block what they was selling O's Like Wheel of Fortune of imported cocaine That was just a product of my common sense I guess I was just guessing like the consonants Momma said beware of what the devil do Tell 'em that your soul's not for sale like the W's So go ahead and pirate the highest Cannons make you leak like pirated my shh It's no shh it's just shh like quiet And big homie's out of retirement nigga It's my life my life everything I do I do for you I do it all for you everything I say you know it's the truth I'll say it is the truth I'll take all the pressure off of you Take pressure off of you I'll take the pressure off of you So the pen is mightier than the sword my Lord And I still remain the artiste through thees all If you force my hand I'll be forced to draw If the war calls for Warhols Hope you got enough space on your hall's walls I make niggas murals then escape the Bureau's investigation Out in Europe on vacation I'm back for these puppies with the pound boy Here's a round boy down boy Sound boy you don't wanna soundclash loud noise Leave niggas paranoid if not paralyzed Which means you can't walk in my shoes Too much green you can't talk in my hue It's my life my life everything I do I do for you I do it all for you everything I say you know it's the truth I'll say it is the truth I'll take all the pressure off of you I'm from the city in the Midwest I'm back I'm back I'm cool I'm cool Westside representative All me no ghost no sixteen-bit like Sega Genesis And I'm back on my thing for the listeners' ears What you are about to witness is Love got the Windy City on my back So I'm back on my grizzle like a bearskin rug Plus I'm laying on the floor blame it on the Go Little rapper turn it out because I'm very plugged I convert I can work anywhere in the world You can ask my brother Hugg He'll concur that I'm serious with the words To the man up above thank you very much That I got what I got and I'm at where I'm at What they say when they see lil G From the F to the F with the amazing verbals While they race in a circle like they racing a gerbil I race in a circle like I'm racing a horse I'm racing a Porsche while they racing in place They race in a cage I race on a course 'Course that case in the court did not defer the dream I am still a raisin in the sun raging against the machine Hey hey don't hate on me My tank on full your tank on E Look good on you look great on me 'Cause I'mma go and never gonna stop Like hey hey I'm the boss rock Junya Watanabe Lacoste Beyond clean in phenom jeans little rap Isaac Asimov I let my momma in the rhyming that she raised me off A eighties baby on fire like a safety off Got my hood riding higher than some tenty-eight's Off of everything I spoke like a eighty-four And they in love with him and I'm in love with them And we'll never ride dubs again no we won't Trying to get Above the Rim A little too short to dunk so we donk Potent to get you open Movin like a nigga supposed to Get the dough on the go with the flow that I'm holding I got a little bit of money fillin' my pockets Roll around like I run this shit I got a system filled up with toxins I've been broken-hearted now it's fuck that bitch Getting high to deal with my problems Fucking bitches getting drunk as shit But these bitches getting obnoxious They nothin' to me though I love this shit Go long days longer nights Talk too much the wrong advice All the lights and call my life Doctor doctor will you help me Get me healthy Keep it low this where hell be Ain't shit you can tell me now Fuck this rap shit bitch I'm sellin' out Ooh shit with my new bitch you jealous now Smokin' weed at the crib watching Belly now All the pain that they causin' Like fuck it we ballin' But I'll be good by the weekend I'll be good by the weekend Everything good by the weekend Everything will be good by the weekend I been having trouble sleeping Battling these demons Wondering what's the thing that keeps me breathing Is it money fame or neither I been thinking about the places that I frequent All the people that I see I'm just out here livin' decent What do it mean to be a G And all the time we fall behind Bitches in the concubine I call her mine crazy She ain't' God as I I make water wine Pause in time It's common they often hate me Never will I walk in line I cross the T's and dot the I's Wondering well wonderin' how I got this high Fell asleep and forgot to die God damn I'm poppin' them downers And drinkin' them powders faded Get it over the counter I'm stuck on the browsers Like how did I make it These bitches don't know me This shit is so lonely until she get naked Don't even know what today is But I'll be good by the weekend I'll be good by the weekend Everything good by the weekend Everything will be good by the weekend Mondays I think of you but I ain't tripping on it Tuesdays I'm in gotta get my hands up on ya Wednesdays I live with you you know you're staying over Thursdays I'm sick of you I got to get rid of you 'Cause Fridays are always The start of the time of my life alright When I get faded you hate it But baby it's gon be alright ha alright People love you when they on your mind A thought is love's currency And I been thinking 'bout her all the time I've never seen somebody put together perfectly What do I have to do to call you mine Someone like you is so hard to find You can open up your eyes or you can walk it blind All I ask is that you hurry I won't hurt you don't you worry Listen to me I'ma set you free He ain't gonna break your heart again Go through the worst to reach the ecstasy When your imagination's on pretend I never thought that it would feel this way You never taught me how to heal the pain I wish you caught me on a different day When it was easier to be happy Just a little taste and you know she got you Can you hide away Can you hide away Sound of silence as they all just watch you I kinda find it strange how the times have changed I wish we could go and be free once baby you and me We could change the world forever And never come back again Let's leave it all in the rear view You don't have to cry you don't have to cry Mend a broken heart girl if you can I don't expect you to be capable You got the world right in your hands And that responsibility is unescapable I promise that I'll be a different man Please give me the chance to go and live again I'm having some trouble can you give a hand It seems perfection really is so unattainable Don't even say you 'bout to end it all Your life precious ain't no need to go and kill yourself I'm not so sure that there's an end at all I wish the truth would just reveal itself Who do you call to make it to the top And who do you call to make the shooting stop And who do you call to give the coupe a wash After everything I did I think I'm still myself Just a little taste and you know she got you Can you hide away Can you hide away Sound of silence as they all just watch you I kinda find it strange how the times have changed I wish we could go and be free once baby you and me We could change the world forever And never come back again Let's leave it all in the rear view You don't have to cry you don't have to cry Ladies and gentlemen this is Macadelic I got codeine in my cup you can bet your ass I'm sipping Groupies fall in love I'm like bitch you must be tripping I'm just tryna fuck and she just need tuition Why you tryna stunt you need to play your own position Never gave a fuck and nothing 'bout me changed Still roll up them blunts got diamonds in my chain Yeah you heard me I got diamonds in my chain But it don't make a difference if you crying in the rain Two hundred shows I'mma kill more I just sold out that Fillmore Got a million make a mil more play a number one spot on the Billboard Yeah people lie numbers won't Keep me high drugs is close Roll one up pour a cup Watch the world go up in smoke I like my music real loud real loud Can you turn that shit up for me right now right now Here it come there it go ask your homies ask your hoes If you didn't now you know never keep your pockets low I like my music real loud real loud Can you turn that shit up for me right now right now Here she comes there she goes never chasing after hoes If you didn't now you know never keep your pockets low I'mma get that Grammy soon fuck your magazine Jordan gonna hand me shoes still fuck your magazine Hammer team in that pack with me Hear that Jerm beat banging with a glass of lean When I went to every high school class would be Tryna fuck the female faculty I'm a crazy little fucker think my head done ran away I experiment with drugs but I won't ever fuck with yay' I just made a million dollars still I think I'm underpaid Fuck with me Kid no way when you meet me bitch stand up straight Pump out raps yeah I got raps tryna talk shit what you think about that For the pesos getting bank rolls I'mma lay low chill 'til I let that stack Yeah people lie numbers won't Keep me high drugs is close Roll one up pour a cup Watch the world go up in smoke I like my music real loud real loud Can you turn that shit up for me right now right now Here it come there it go ask your homies ask your hoes If you didn't now you know never keep your pockets low I like my music real loud real loud Can you turn that shit up for me right now right now Here she comes there she goes never chasing after hoes If you didn't now you know never keep your pockets low Hey Ayo Sap What's good bruh This man is kinda high over here Ayo the flyest motherfucker in the room yeah you know it's me Bitches hatin' on him 'cause he started out here locally Hopefully I'll be at the top soon For now I'm at my house on the couch watchin' cartoons You know how much you love it when you get it in abundance Give a fuck about a budget When you always be the subject of discussion But it's nothin' when you stop and just say fuck it 'Cause you walkin' out in public And you hear them talkin' rubbish I just wanna ride ride through the city in a Cutlass Find a big butt bitch somewhere get my nuts kissed That's the way it goes when you party just like I do Bitches on my dick that used to brush me off in high school Take over the world when I'm on my Donald Trump shit Look at all this money Ain't that some shit Take over the world when I'm on my Donald Trump shit Look at all this money Ain't that some shit We gon' take over the world while these haters gettin' mad That's why all my bitches bad They see this crazy life I have and they in awe We gonna win you can take the lose or draw What I'm in got these hoes who used to play me in they bras We gon' take over the world while these haters gettin' mad Take over the world watch these haters get mad That's why all my bitches bad They see this crazy life I have Hop into the car and then we take them to the pad it's a wrap And motherfuckers think they know me but they never met the kid Style come with excellence and money make benevolence Irrelevant for the fuckers who never been intelligent I kill my Henny break the bottle for the hell of it Tell a bitch that she better bring a friend And if she want an autograph she better bring a pen Yeah the party never end this life is what I recommend And if you got a ho picked for me then she better be a ten I ain't picky but these girls be actin' tricky When the situation's sticky and the liquor got 'em silly But I take over the world when I'm on my Donald Trump shit Look at all this money Ain't that some shit We gon' take over the world while these haters gettin' mad That's why all my bitches bad They see this crazy life I have and they in awe We gonna win you can take the lose or draw What I'm in got these hoes who used to play me in they bras We gon' take over the world while these haters gettin' mad Take over the world watch these haters get mad That's why all my bitches bad They see this crazy life I have Hop into the car and then we take them to the pad it's a wrap Think I can see a fucking halo about to meet my maker Brought a double cup of Drano some soda for the flavor Uncontrollable behavior with some psychopathic tendencies Lonely as your neighbors with the bitches He got special needs Word to my denim fiends I'm Kennedy on ecstasy My flavor from the nature need an acre for my recipe They got my soul but I don't let 'em take the rest of me My melody a little like Kenny G's it's heavenly And my denim tailored me and Action rapping Al be fucking with the fader sipping mind eraser Actually we rapping for the fuck of it Taking money from you gonna smack you out in public We the Republican government abundance of substance Having consumption to fuck a bitch You're Banana Republic fit go suck a dick And your bitch looking like Cousin Itt the ugliest I said it must be the drugs that got us thinking crazy shit Groupie bitches wild enough to suck a baby's dick Cadillacs is getting whipped a hundred eighty fifth Just for that sizzle Gore-Tex in case of drizzle I said it must be the drugs that got us thinking crazy shit Looking up into the clouds where the angels sit They looking down keeping watch 'til I'm dead So how'd I get this red dot on my head Yo I don't perform unless the money's in my pocket first After rapping take my people out for octopus We all deserve it dedication to the fam Don't hold your hand out for nothing If you claim to be my man damn You see me peeling off a whip like when your mother strip Blow the dice roll them chips hit another trip Shit I'm on some shit Hand's fucking hotter than a leather in the 6 in the summertime Understand I'm only rhyming for this son of mine And so my daughter can be a lawyer and reap the spoils We ate the tuna it's suede puma My look is Jay Buhner dawggy 'Cause some of us just age sooner I'm still twisted rocking lizards from a strange river Forbidden jungle in the joint paper point shaver Check the bio I fixed the game Between Kentucky and Miami of Ohio I been wild Bitch I'm nodding off I'm hot as wasabi sauce And constantly giving y'all a bit of this ambiance I was a minor chasing after vagina None of my friends were fake but none of my clothes designer Went from posted on stoops to smoking on roofs I came from that basement now look at this view Making this money blowing it all Fuck what you did just show me results Leather to the foot horses I lead 'em to the brook If you locked then keep the chisel in the book I see a lion in the mirror when I look Look I lose money but I make it back I keep it true and ain't no mothafuckin' faking that I get a fade and then I fade to black I said it must be the drugs I said it must be the drugs You was Easy Mac with the cheesy raps Who the fuck is Mac Miller In half is what I'll do to Mac Miller Now my mind's first track figured A nigga who treats his yak richer than elixir taps liquor Then pass 'til it goes around the room like his casket finna Oh you Mac Miller The fact's filtered in the snapped picture My man Jack ripped over Google like Jack the Ripper You who I'm finna murder this brunette bitch Get pumped like a flat fixed to become a flat fixture A rap figure that look like you hacked Twitter I'll show you Beastie Boy You can't match your killer with that wigger I'd rather attack Tigger or Jack Thriller He got track fillers for a album If he had Jigga on an ad-sticker Wouldn't go cat litter where I'm from Malcolm I knock the thoughts off your balcony King You're from a home of funny bones Not like quite the one I've known You look like before you punched in flows You were strucking blows bloody nose for your honey rolls In the lunchroom gettin' yo money stole You're a bully's Best Day Ever with them Nike's on your feet Coming through Blue Slide Park I'm gon' rob this chump On a party on Fifth Ave like he Donald Trump Nigga give me that shit I liked you better when you was Easy Mac with the cheesy raps but who the fuck is Mac Miller It's the rap diablo macho when I drop flows Bar gets raised up it's me and Petey Pablo Colder than gazpacho colder than the mono Rapping head honcho rocking shows like I was Bono I go play a couple keys on the piano The industry a lie all the promises were hollow Follow me I could show you where we be's at How'd I get my g pass none of your fucking beeswax These raps bring a joint together like a kneecap Fuck the little 8 balls show me where the ki's at The time continuum Mortal Kombat finish them Tryna find a balance reaching from my equilibrium Fools I pity them I'm not a human I'm amphibian Fake superhero like the Mystery Men I ain't saving nothin' I'm gettin' faded 'til the angels come and skipping all the famous functions How do the famous function The A list can't be trusted I strong arm them like I play the trumpet The bottom barrel of society I tell my bitch if she don't love me then just lie to me I'm finer than the winery Take it from the rich this is piracy Finally I don't even need my fucking eyes to see Come and die with me 'Cause everybody got dead homies Said everybody got dead homies Uh okay My mind is Yoda I'm on Ayatollah These other rapper just a diet soda I find Jehova in the darkest places Empty as apartment basements This a marathon gentlemen go ahead and start the races Save the coffin spaces Don't come up missing Tell your bitch that you've been trippin' now you on vacation Rapping like it's automated Lights I keep em' on like Vegas Love I'm making so hot I'm turning hog to bacon Only God can save him I heard the monsters made him I ain't a star I'm way farther with the constelations Contemplating suicide like it's a DVD Lost inside my mind it's a prison homie leave me be You can see me bleed I be with the freaks and geeks Bitch I never miss a beat I'm Charlie Conway triple deke Gordon Bombay in these streets Ballin' like I'm Pistol Pete Been a beast every word I spit rewriting history Look at what you did to me look at what you did to me Running to the underworld with guns and set the sinners free No bitches in my circle I'm a show you the commercial I've been popping like a kernel Reading Justin Beiber's journal Treat you like a urinal So watch her do the Macarena somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin' this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition about these women And suspicion got me lookin' at you different How a man in my position can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just As a kid I didn't learn that but When you a youngin You just tryna live your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world you about to leave it to these young kids And we gonna show you what the love is Uh and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up do some tai-chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin Please don't fuck up my chi Yeah my jacket recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep in Hollywood woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea we never can agree They tell you what to know but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be Fuck what you know I'm feelin' comfortable Just continue livin' life 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now 'cause we comin' for you anyways Sometimes I wake up up in the morning make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed Soon as she's gone and take up Hours out my day just to find power shit to say But you won't hear it Even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean the sun is slowly falling we all surely should die eventually So what's your calling Oh you left your phone behind Identity crises break mirrors vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and Devil said you owe ten percent Sold your soul I know sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme choking Or soaking up game I'm hoping you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holding You're telling me that you're golden but really cubic zirconia Let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever but even if you Mayweather you Hallelujah thank God I have a future Praying I don't waste it getting faded 'Cause I'm smoking weed 'til I'm coughing up tar Through the surge energy curve like a lumbar I don't act hard I still read Babar Tripping out looking at a bunch of Google map stars Shit they got a app for that But me I'm still trapped inside my head It kinda feel like it's a purgatory So polite and white but I got family who would murder for me Think I'm living paradise so would I have to worry 'bout Dealing with these demons feel the pressure Find the perfect style Making sure my mom and dad are still somewhat in love All these backfires of my experiments with drugs And I experience the touch of my epiphany in color form The difference between love and war inform me I'm above the norm But give me anybody though I'll gladly chew his face off them bath salts Rhyming like it's summertime on asphalt hot Haven't picked a major label think I'm blackballed I still don't got the heart to pick my phone up when my dad calls Will he recognize his son when he hears my voice I put this music against my life I think I fear the choice And I don't know what I'm running from but I'm running still I conversate with acquaintances but it's nothing real I'm from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel So a hundred mills wouldn't make me sign a fucking deal Money kills that's the truth it's called the root of evil But I want that Rolls Royce that the homie Lennon drove So if you ain't talking 'bout some money I'mma send you home Unconventional special but unprofessional Adolescent expression that's letting me meet these centerfolds As troubles fill my mind capacity I let 'em go If I was Johnny Depp in Blow I would let it snow That's just me all wilding out and being extra doe And if God was a human it'd be yours truly watching horror movies With some foreign groupies thinking this decor suits me I do drugs to get more loopy I'm in tune To ancient jujitsu spirituals it's blissful Looking out as far as eyes can see I'm glad that me and this elevation could finally meet I think I'm JFK's final speech They try assassinating all of my beliefs But I'm asleep so whisper to me for some peace of mind And he be high some weed to grind on top a Jesus shrine Twenty thousand on my watch 'cause I needed time If y'all would leave me the fuck alone that'd be divine Can't decide if you like all the fame Three years ago to now it's just not the same I'm looking my window ashing on the pane Shit wonder if I lost my way Don't you ever wanna hide away Poseidon triumph in the eyes of rain Won't give a fuck about tomorrow if I die today I'll greet the devil with a smiling face Shit that God fellow may reside in space As time's a wasting I'm freebasing with Freemasons My girl's switching the locks the keys keep changing Dreaming of places my own personal creations If there's a party in heaven I plan to leave wasted Retracing my steps way back to Biblical times We all gon' end up meeting at the finishing line And these words that I command you today shall be in your heat And you shall teach them diligently to your children And you shall speak of them when you sit at home And when you walk along the way and when you lie down And when you rise up I am I been waitin' all night for this moment I been waitin' all year for this moment I been picturing you takin' off your clothes for me I been literally curvin' all these hoes for you Daddy told you better bring your ass home Cinderella better get your ass home Man I swear the parents just don't understand You ain't gotta be old to be a man Take my hand come with me to my room Girl I got a suite at the SLS I already know you got expensive taste Take my hand follow me to my room Tell your little friends you gon' be alright Girl I got a plan for the whole night Okay your legs like a store they open up And you got people in line Been here every night for weeks at a time You in my dreams that's why I sleep all the time Just to hear you say I love you just to touch you Just to leave you behind I told you you don't have to worry you'll be fine The type of thing I heard it happen all the time Yeah I just wanna see you fly Because your fragrance got me faded you be keepin' me high Said nothin' better than the first time I'll be at your service like the check-in at the curbside You don't have to spend another second on this Earth dry Wet you like a rebel go a second and a third time Left you up a verse mind And when you hungry I can chef you up a stir fry Get you some dessert wine elevate yah third eye First prize Nobel get a piece Your clothes off turn around let me see Daddy told you better bring your ass home Cinderella better get your ass home Man I swear the parents just don't understand You ain't gotta be old to be a man Take my hand come with me to my room I already know you got expensive taste Take my hand follow me to my room Tell your little friends you gon' be alright Girl I got a plan for the whole night Yeah okay I came up with a plan it was take you by the hand And bring you somewhere where the sand is Soon as we landed We went straight into the room And played the music started dancing You was taking off your pants It look like Dorothy ain't in Kansas anymore I do you like a chore We started on the bed and then we moved it to the floor You started getting crazy told me fuck you like a whore I thought you was an angel now you yellin' to the Lord You used to tell me all the time I ain't your type Now you always wanna spend the night Now I'm doing everything you like When I'm inside your pussy damn it feels so right Yeah but I still respect the game Every time I'm out of line you always set me straight The sex is great for Heaven's sake I need it every day I yell your name Cinderella Never gonna find nobody better all my life I been waitin' all night for this moment I been waitin' all year for this moment I been picturing you takin' off your clothes for me I been literally curvin' all these hoes for you Daddy told you better bring your ass home Cinderella better get your ass home Man I swear the parents just don't understand You ain't gotta be old to be a man Take my hand come with me to my room Girl I got a suite at the SLS I already know you got expensive taste Take my hand follow me to my room Tell your little friends you gon' be alright Girl I got a plan for the whole night Hey now I'm saying My only way out is the way in I won't stop 'til you're mine no way Well all my days now they changin' I got angels no more Satan Looks like God's on my side this time Well I been meanin' to tell you You lookin' better every day write you letters It's only right that right after love I write my name If it's forever or never it's all the same Under the weather Feel much better hen that weather isn't rain yeah Ooh Cinderella don't you run out of time It feels like you've been taking all day Wherever you came from wherever you going I promise I'm not far behind yeah So don't you dare throw this away I been meanin' to tell you You lookin' better every day write you letters It's only right that right after love I write my name If it's forever or never it's all the same Under the weather Feel much better when that weather isn't rain Don't know why thinking of him makes me smile Said you just don't know how beautiful you are And baby that's my favorite part You walk around so clueless to it all Like nobody gonna break your heart It'll be alright babe see me I got you covered I'm gon' be your lover you might be the one If it's only tonight ayy we don't need to worry We ain't in a hurry rushin' into love Said you know I know who you really are ain't need to lie Said the universe couldn't keep us apart Why would it even try Yeah said don't let them hurt you ever I know you far too smart Before things come together they have to fall apart It's been a while since I've been sober This life can be so hard I'd rather talk about you Said you just don't know how beautiful you are And baby that's my favorite part You walk around so clueless to it all Like nobody gonna break your heart It'll be alright babe see me I got you covered I'm gon' be your lover you might be the one If it's only tonight ayy we don't need to worry We ain't in a hurry rushin' into love If you wanna stay we're taking it slow baby 'Cause you and me and I got enough on my mind But I can make some time for something so divine Said you just don't know how beautiful you are And baby that's my favorite part You walk around so clueless to it all Like nobody gonna break your heart It'll be alright babe see me I got you covered I'm gon' be your lover you might be the one If it's only tonight ayy we don't need to worry We ain't in a hurry rushin' into love People worship these idols 'til they come in contact with Gods Hoes is all my disciples you get mind fucked with these broads Life is just a recital better remember all that you practice When I die throw a couple bad bitches in my casket whoa Think it's time for a revolution me and my dawgs 'bout to start a riot Still they sleeping when I'm eating you and your people are on a diet Tim Allen off Home Improvement intelligent but we going stupid This some new shit hit the strip club See some hoes that I went to school with Out in London like Lennox Lewis bitch looking like Farrah Fawcett I'm just tryna make better music get this money share the profits Now this class getting led by students Smoke some weed get head while I do it Started out under the ground They didn't fuck with me now they all coming around Money I'm hunting it down Planting the seeds working and watching it grow I got so many ways I can make money I'll always be straight I just thought you should know Been on my grind taking what's mine I got my eyes on the throne I'mma be fine no matter the time we all go along with the show That girl beautiful somebody introduce me She ain't your girl tonight nah that bitch a groupie That's money in my building better give it to me I see you starin' at me like you in the movies Now you watching movies Y'all are looking at my life it's like you watching movies Looking at my life is like you watching movies Y'all are looking at my life is like you watching movies People worship these idols 'til they come in contact with Gods Hoes is all my disciples you get mind fucked with these broads Life is just a recital better remember all that you practice When I die throw a couple bad bitches in my casket whoa Fuck a day job fuck a day job got ya bitch here in just a tank top Getting paid roll my face off bitch you're bank fraud Bernie Madoff I don't see the need to stunt wish you the best I'mma just light up this blunt This bitch love me long time don't know why she wouldn't Say my D could win the Heisman yeah I'm Charles Woodson Couple million off a tour thats a lot of bookings My bitches gorgeous looking imported from the shore of Brooklyn Coming from out of the 'Burgh Bitch I'm absurd fuck you I hope you insured Hating I'll give you just what you deserve That's my word put it on all that I'm worth Been on my grind taking what's mine I got my eyes on the throne I'mma be fine no matter the time we all go along with the show I can't keep on losing you over complications Gone too soon wait We was just hangin' I can't seem to hold onto dang The people that know me best The key that I won't forget too soon I can't keep on losing you How many mistakes do it take 'til you leave When I'm left with my hand on my face all red In the face looking at you like I know I ain't a saint if it ain't too late well I run away so fast But my heart like gold but it break like glass Know my shit get old when I act so young Baby you so cold never have no sun You don't wanna grow up yeah that shit no fun So when I get home I'mma give you some Make you feel like woo when I hit that drum Yeah the dick ain't free I don't give no fucks Yeah it's complicated got you frustrated Get home late and you don't trust me baby You way too drunk you don't know what I'm saying You can drive my car don't drive me crazy Complicated got you frustrated Every single night I keep you waiting You say you don't care is what you saying We both know that's some bullshit Okay we be fighting we be reuniting Kiss me touch me tease me me excited God the devil who is who Tryna get through to you because I can't keep on losing you over complications Gone too soon wait We was just hangin' I guess I need to hold onto dang The people that know me best The key that I won't forget too soon I can't keep on losing you Can't keep losing you I can't keep losing you Well you can't go away girl I'mma need you Play your games like they my ticket to an Ivy league school Won't get Hall of Fame dick from a minor league dude I just eat pussy other people need food Only got a little time and I ain't tryna spend it Arguing about who ain't giving who attention Starting up the engine need to reboot I just eat pussy other people need food And I use every bone in my body To keep on holding on to your trust I know you don't want nothin' to do with me But just one more time let's make love One more time it ain't much Fuck 'em all let's be us summer's soft sweetness Call late drunk you hang up What a mess I made us sense I make none It's complicated keeping me up late Can't concentrate you're always on my brain If it's love then why the fuck it come with pain I just think that's some bullshit Okay it's seems inviting trust me she's a titan This week she like him next week they fightin' Need protection all your dresses bulletproof You're safe with me girl I can't keep on losing you Where the hell you going Where you taking this trip to Wait Don't move don't stay too I can't keep on losing you Where the hell you going Wait Where the hell you going I can't keep on losing you over complications Gone too soon wait We was just hangin' I guess I need to hold onto dang The people that know me best The key that I won't forget too soon I can't keep on losing you Can't keep losing you I can't keep losing you Close my eyes before I cross the street If a car about to hit me then he ought to beep Watching Dawson's Creek 'til I fall asleep It's harder than it seems I'm under water in my dreams I'm in awe this jigsaw puzzles not complete I'm just an idea nothing concrete Came to raise limits get higher than plane engines They tryna change with us but come to the same difference Shut your pie-hole I'm dope and I know My voice sound like it was a sample off a vinyl I don't mind those hating on my style I tend to take the high road get stoned and fly low I'm no God I don't think that I'm a human though 'cause I'm so odd People selling drugs 'cause they can't find no job Wonder if Christ made a million off selling the cross Let bygones be bygones my mind strong as pythons The day that I die on will turn me to an icon Search the world for Zion or a shoulder I can cry on The best of all time I'm Dylan It ain't no party like aristocratic parties Sipping Jameson like I was majored in whiskey flavouring When I'm drunk I'll cut your head off and leave it dangling FlyLo's still tryna put me on to Ableton Asian women love me I look like David Duchovny In kindergarten used to put some condoms in my cubby In case one of these hoes was tryna fuck me I ain't nobody and neither are you Been contemplating if I even still believe in the truth I'm so stubborn I'd rather write my own history book Where the world don't give a fuck 'bout how you physically look All your songs are sixteen's and a hook We're here to reinvent music it's time for the revolution I'm dying for the movement trying not to lose it Jewish Buddhist consuming the views of Christianity Wonder if Hindus like to eat fish soup If it's true they should hit Alaska in a igloo I hear the fish biting nice right now I can't figure out life and feel right right now Boo if I think it I should say it there's a reason that I write it down Spit the shit that leave a diaper brown poo I made a promise to my mama That I'll bless her with some grandkids she can spoil them Until then I'm getting dollars I'm just doing what I gotta Can a man live And it's all day I'm a God give the whole squad a job get them all paid I swear to God I put the hero in heroin these flows kilos I could sell snow to a ski slope I could sell evil to the devil nonbelievers to a temple Shit I could sell water to a speedboat And these eyes is iconic I went pro made profit Now I keep some dead faces in my pocket Gettin' faded I been stoned all week Twisting my weed easing my mind Why you worry about me Stop tripping I'm fine Swear these bitches done lost it lately You put the ho in honest baby so complicated And I may be a little arrogant I'm aware of it I got a problem I'mma take care of it Weight I'm carrying gotta let it go I made a promise to my mama That I'll bless her with some grandkids she can spoil them Until then I'm getting dollars I'm just doing what I gotta Can a man live And it's all day I'm a God give the whole squad a job get them all paid Came a long way from all-state yeah Yeah okay back then they used to call me little But now I'm ridin' something clean in a coat made of armadillo They haven't got the memo they sayin' I'm the shit though Tryna make it complicated when this shit is simple Tell me what you wanna be what your dreams is A hundred G's in my jeans I'm a genius Each and everyday someone save me please And get schooled homie change degrees I'm the plug what you need though I'm goin' beast mode I keep a freak even when she underwater she can deep throat I made a mil' before I pay the bill 'Cause fools worried about a wave I'm a Navy SEAL Come with me I can make your life change for real Always had a dream of stuntin' It ain't nothing unless we runnin' shit Just a young motherfucker with a plan Thought I was the man Yeah back when I first made a hundred grand thought I was the shit When I first made a hundred grand thought I was a king When I first made a hundred grand couldn't tell me nuttin When I first made a hundred grand made a hundred grand Let me get some money Let me let me get some money I just need some shoes my niece Can we stop at Chipotle Again and again and again and again Ol' ratchet ass bitch I see you out there tryna get your hustle on Ain't no nigga gonna pay your muthafuckin' bills bitch Pay your own shit I don't give a fuck ho Mac Miller tell these hoes what's up man She like it rough and that's rugby I'm partyin' where there's drugs free This life to live it don't come cheap Leave a hand print on her butt cheek She give me head while I puff trees I'm on drugs she on drugs her nose just got bloody Sniffin' coke lines off my dick she ridin' on that train She crushin' down that powder I'm puffin' on this Sour Been fuckin' her for hours and I still ain't got my nut You fuckin' with that molly She ain't gon' let you bust Give me some while I hit the blunt I'm in ya spirit let me lift it up If daddy come get my shit and run He gon' see my ass go and get his gun You a devil bitch let me tell you that Feel like I been to hell and back You textin' me addicted you need me you miss it She crazy she nasty everyday she harass me I'm fuckin' her to sleep and then she pay for my taxi God damn the sun is comin' up That's the last time that I'm gon' be fuckin' with them drugs She get a bunch of money Mobbin' with her bitches Dumpin' out that yayo Go ahead and hate her 'cause everybody does God damn that's a lucky ass bitch She got money drugs and freedom blunts what she's cheefin' She ain't got a job but fuck it she don't need one Drive drunk she swervin' tryna fuck she's certain Run around and stumble down hit her head she hurtin' Drunk as fuck sniffin' pills wildin' out tell the bitch to chill Cup of syrup and a blunt of purp Which one of my homie's gon' fuck her first She in love with drugs that pussy get licked up Picked up then dicked down bitch tell me who rich now You fuckin' with the Most Dope knuckleheads Gettin' money fuck the feds yeah that Stevie Wonder bread Ain't a rookie uh that bitch is famous Snooki One thing I won't do pay for pussy She get a bunch of money Mobbin' with her bitches Dumpin' out that yayo Go ahead and hate her 'cause everybody does God damn that's a lucky ass bitch I'm trippy mane lookin' for a trippy chick That like to get fucked up and do some trippy shit Paper planes rolled up I call them trippy sticks Weed pills and the drank she with it Juicy got money and juicy got bitches Smoking and drinking that Charlie Sheen liquor Up in this bitch keep two hoes with me Poppin' them superman pills gettin' freaky I like double D's she like double D's Shawty can't lose she play on both teams Hell in her mouth her becky fire Molly pills orange juice got the bitch wired All my hoes got money and they keep me higher She get a bunch of money Mobbin' with her bitches Dumpin' out that yayo Go ahead and hate her 'cause everybody does God damn that's a lucky ass bitch Trippy some high ass music man This shit got me fucked up right now This music has got me in a trance I'm stoned like a motherfucker nigga Yes I am high for the rest of my life Was that good for you Look I'm posing a question How many been empty and holding aggression Close to depression Open your eyes and just focus a second Fuck a recession my brother My mind is my weapon I'm letting it go Loading and pointing at negative energy Telling me stop they're telling me no Your aura is something you ain't even sure of Explore the core of California whores got more to snort up I've had a smorgasbord of pornographic thought That's a lot the feeling come after the shock Praise me I'd rather you not 'Cause it's driving me crazy The fact that you pay to make me into something I love You come to the club searching for drugs Drunk fucking these sluts God loves me what if he does what does it mean You're wasting away doing nothing you're fronting Why ain't you chasing your dreams We wonder 'bout life but none of us willing to learn The money we earn is something to burn Why won't they give me a turn out Feed the hungry and clothe the naked You're mistaken the world is cold and it's lonely ain't it When 'em high roller homes in Vegas Raid 'em with some home invasions Contaminating the place with plague we just saved the day I waste away in a room spitting these raps Yahweh put the world in my hands I'm giving it back Forfeit in the war he lays a sword down and walks away Grabs a forty from the corner store and begins to contemplate Dealing with death like he work in the morgue absorbing the souls Forgotten he lost his way Starring down that barrel thinking not today Life's so precious Lord knows that life is so precious Fight to the death 'til there's nobody left You're holding your breath because you might get infected I'm animalistic instinctively thinking I'm getting ballistic Be specific to those who in control we all statistics Misogynistic with a twisted mind I'm intertwined My trigger finger itching all I kill is time Initial symptoms of schizophrenic behavior The mind is like religion can't agree on who's its savior The newest flavor of superhero I'm shooting lasers Except I'm cool with Vader And blowing up rooms that's full of strangers A news anchor the youth can relate to it's nature If you're a hater I'll deal with you later no thank you I'm just your neighbor please don't do me no favors Really doe come on homie we major I waste away in this room spitting out raps Yahweh put the world in my hands I'm giving it back Two years ago we were still on the bus nigga Before Nak was deluxe when I didn't have a brush When it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me 'Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin' I ain't know we were on the cusp of the money Tryna get a few bucks under custody And my twin brothers was all Syd's brothers So my kin gully and my skin toughened And thick lens coverin' my eyes now They ain't bright nigga I'm just high now And if this a different way to clear my mind out I need to find out I'm doing fine now And I don't look as stupid when I talk now And everybody at the show look astounded And posted up drowsy In the cut so much that it's pus 'round me Catch him in the daytime or dusk hours Smokin' out the pound houndin' mutts out it If your tucks lousy then you can't sit with us Can't call it harsh livin' when the margin Between you and all these fuck niggas Is about as large as it gets And you workin' givin' arm and a leg Say he workin' but he just talkin' 'cause he ain't workin' Like a long distance bitch Who you know that's out that's harder than this Chargin' niggas like a Tomlison win nigga Slight frown on the brow on the brim color brown Runnin' wild on the route that was picked When the clouds branch out And I'm out with my face in the shallow drownin' again I've been drownin' with this shallow soul Shallow soul shallow soul You are drinkin' from a shallow soul Shallow soul shallow soul Drugs got me feelin' like Vigo Carpathian Just look at the state he's in The most critically acclaimed slang contortionist That ain't suckin' corporate dick Said it with my balls in grip Other hand got a cork to hit All this Ralph be the sportsmanship Walked in and said I needed all the chips As well as the one on my shoulder Feel like my heart got pneumonia blunt laced covered in odor Cops still lockin' niggas up for quotas Brain still numb from the shit in the soda so A generation lost Facin' a Paul Allen in vacant loft Warrants bein' filed for the cases fought And them drugs get obtained by debatin' cost You ain't Superman while that cape was off Just Clark nigga sittin' in his high rise Tryna see the bright side of life And a nigga just keep comin' back with a dark picture It's like hard liquor and see people are books So you judge a mothafucka by the first page And a bitch by the back cover The crime is long-sleeved so the tats covered Real ones I'm the last brother when they see me on stage They said my shit was so insane It was like Cobain hit his last number mothafucka I've been drownin' with this shallow soul Shallow soul shallow soul You are drinkin' from a shallow soul Shallow soul shallow soul Well isn't he dizzy off the up's and down's Got a little Whitney put it in a blunt for now She was supposed to get me high Why the fuck I wanna die now And I'm strung out on this dusty couch In a big white ugly house I told the bitch slow down Stop runnin' your mouth You holdin' my money just shut up and count My right nostril hasn't worked in a week Plus the plug got work like he servin' for a sheep Me I'm swervin' in the Jeep Burnin' weed doin' circles in the street play my shit and wake the baby up I get her faded put her back in the labia All my life I've been afraid of powder All my life I've been afraid of power where did all that go The wrong decision always called my phone Last supper I was fuckin' with the Corleones I need somethin' stronger than a cortisone That can save me from the war unknown Shoutout to Soulo and rest in peace Alori Joh The devil on the other side of the glory hole Any time any place you could bet I'ma eat 'Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the road Look at all these new faces I see I see I see They're comin' on the plane but they're leavin' in suitcases Been a criminal before scales were digital Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue Asics Hate myself up to strangers But the raps are just way too flagrant so Here I go here I go Throwin' up a prayer it's a Hail Mary I've never been religious But I feel like the scripture's got it all there It's not just gypsies and fairies This could be my last breath I'ma take my time 'Cause I'ma go out the same way I came in Right by the pussy with nothin' on my mind You are standing in the shallow soul You are speaking with the shallow soul I've been drowning with this shallow soul My name Mac Miller who the fuck are you Well my crew too live but I ain't Uncle Luke And I ain't no hipster but girl I can make your hips stir From Pittsburgh smoke papers or a swisher Welcome to the Cam Rellim chronicles Looking out my monocle I'm dodging obstacles I gamble like the Bellagio You cockroach I'm heroin 'cause everything I talk is dope Type to leave it clean and fucking shiny word Tryin' to get a mansion ain't nobody here gon' find my room Money gonna be green I guarantee you that my slide stay blue So press play I start from scratch and never use no template The next day these losers always goin' with whats trendy My pen game is something these motherfuckers have never seen All City Champion everybody is second string No need to testify And anybody in my way goin' to be left to die I'mma feed the world you can put it on my tab Run until my legs go numb I don't plan on looking back Anything you need you can find it at the market If you don't hold me down for all I care you can starve bitch I'mma feed the world you can put it on my tab Run until my legs go numb I don't plan on looking back Anything you need you can find it at the market I got my own stickers now so literally I'm everywhere Hundred different shoes still feel the need to cop a fresher pair These motherfuckers treat me like it's just my second year Fool you better get prepared Don't know about you but all my rhymes is deadly here Frick Park Market where we kicking out the garbage Sick bars I've been a boss so stick around and watch it Didn't fit around no college campus chilling writing on top of planet Earth Fuck who's first It's just bout who the hardest On my own two fuck who's saying different Every time I rhyme I get that Punxsutawney feeling I'm the starter you the fill in You a martyr I'm just killing Getting harder with each time I write Wish I could rewind last night I had so much fun just kickin' it and goin' in Don't call me Malcolm if you didn't fuckin' know me then And if you lonely girl I could be your only friend You got some shit to say I suggest you hold it in I'mma feed the world you can put it on my tab Run until my legs go numb I don't plan on looking back Anything you need you can find it at the market If you don't hold me down for all I care you can starve bitch I'mma feed the world you can put it on my tab Run until my legs go numb I don't plan on looking back Anything you need you can find it at the market I hope you're proud of me dude I grew to be Ingenuity influenced by your eulogy Going through memories Like they were movies scenes I know I've been the shit All these people full of me Are you made of I admit I guess I'm full of myself too There's just a bunch of shit I wish I could tell you This life move's fast I never knew that Yours wouldn't have lasted the dirt hitting your casket like raindrops I swear I'll let you know when the pain stops For now I need to run to to any Place the train stops And everybody wanna talk to me About some business shit Never really listening Couldn't get real interested My days get darker so the haze get sparked up All this hate sound the same When my name get brought up You had a girl I kinda wish you knocked her up So I could meet your son and talk you up I remember when we were just kids We knew nothing at all we'd talk about the life we lived In West Virginia lost somewhere out in West Virginia It's a dark science when your friends start dying Like how could he go He was part lion Life goes on tears all dryed in Couple years are gone by by then Can you please help me find my friend I'll give you anything you need Multiplied by ten I heard he moved to a place Where the time don't end You don't need money All you got is time to spend Life is short don't ever question the lengths It's cool to cry Don't ever question your strength I recommend no limits intricate Thought go 'head just give it a shot You'll remember shit you've forgot 'Cause way back then I didn't know shit And I don't know shit now And when the whole world is looking hopeless I'mma still hold shit down I remember when we were just kids We knew nothing at all we'd talk about the life we lived In West Virginia lost somewhere out in But I'm still bicycling and recycling And I'm still eating Gummy Bear vitamins All my bitches taking Vicodin huffing nitrogen Hyper than Williams middle son since I was A little one moms had to put me on the Ritalin Made a swisher run crack the fourty then I lit a blunt Told Chuck I had a couple raps so we kicked the drums All the best rappers are usually dead But I'm the poison that left a widow Juliet In the studio with candles lit and Buddha heads Coming up with all the coldest shit take your Sudafed Contagious speaking while sedated God shit make 'em want to add a couple pages to the Bible I ain't got nothing left in my will 'Cept throw it all in the casket it's mine still I need some backpack cast raps Took a break just to kill the game half-ass Set some rat traps went to take a cat nap Woke up threw the dead bodies in the trash bags Act polite but I'm nasty on the mic Your bitch don't want my dick then she has to be a dyke I'm the Scotch on the Rocks you the Appletini type Bitch suck my dick before I slap you with it I still fucking with these hoes though Bozo on these doppelgänger Jojos Take a bitch to Soho for some Froyo Tell her she gon' blow it Romo Young boy but I'm chilling with some grown folk No joke most dope you just bowl smoke How much coke you got to sell to make a boat float Hit 'em hit 'em 'til they ask for mercy I'm a highly difficult ropes course Pulling up to Rome on a chrome gold horse Who you kidding Your flow's warshed I ain't from the street but I'll grill you from the porch I been had hoes I play sports Her ass out the bottom of her shorts Bitch suck my dick before I slap you with it Turned my daughter to a queen turned a dollar to a dream Flashy as high beams smoking on good weed Something from kush seeds the only strand to smoke for us OG's I'm rich no more car service but car keys First class flight 'bout to land to a new bitch She fuck me and swallowed every homie I came with Two-hundreds dollars worth of Backwoods we all living Brought the gangsters back to bucket hat how real is that I'm getting money rub my tummy that's my baller sack Quarter million in a safe in case I get a case Faggot-ass judge hating on me 'cause my money straight Dropped ten racks in all fifty states Gon' name my next tour Million-Man March Make a nun throw it back while I pull her scarf She gave me head my nuts touched her cross boss Figg Side Bitch suck my dick before I slap you with it Let me get a one-way ticket haven't picked a destination I'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the station Packing no bags nothing but the clothes on my back With a Cognac let me sip it tryna to relax Red wine up in my glass plus Filet Mignon I got a army right up under me I'm Genghis Khan Yeah it's me against the world I guess I'll take them on I might stop and see my girl but I ain't staying long What if I'm gone what the fuck you gon' think then I told my story put my life inside this ink pen Said I'll make it big when everybody know me Well I made it big and everybody phony Ha so could you pour me I need a cup No none of that liquor mixing purple stuff I could talk my pain but would it hurt too much Go head judge me hate cost money but this love free They just dreams turn 'em to reality Double-cup of lean standing on my balcony Looking at the sky thinking it could all be mine All we got is memories so what the fuck is time They just dreams turn 'em to reality Double-cup of lean standing on my balcony Looking at the street thinking it could all be mine All we got is memories so what the fuck is time What the fuck is time I ask 'em what the fuck is time I don't know what the fuck is time I ask 'em what the fuck is time What do you do when you think you could be an icon 'Cause all these people get to screaming with the lights on Like they just seen a ghost earn my stripes zebra coat Racing to the gate but my flight gone And now these writers taking shots without a Nikon But I don't fight though figure it's a typo Seems we in some shit now gonna be alright though Potion in my sprite then my night slows down See that's exactly what I need My khaki's filled with cheese my homie Sap is on the beat Like it was Donald Trump a fucking hit but I just call it luck They throw it on when I'm walking in the club Hey this the Burgh shit I don't deserve this Well I don't think you looking far beyond the surface Learn quick now I'm big time Fill your cup up and I'mma sip mine They just dreams turn 'em to reality Double-cup of lean standing on my balcony Looking at the sky thinking it could all be mine All we got is memories so what the fuck is time They just dreams turn 'em to reality Double-cup of lean standing on my balcony Looking at the street thinking it could all be mine All we got is memories so what the fuck is time What the fuck is time I ask 'em what the fuck is time I don't know what the fuck is time I ask 'em what the fuck is time Yeah light up 'til the pain gone all I hear is the same song When the radio came on fuck around and get based on Do this shit 'til the day I die are you ready are you ready Terrified but my hand is steady verified get the camera ready Carry my own weight all these earthquakes don't wake Me up from this deep sleep diving into this cold lake Fuck a bitch til her toes shake telling me I'm her soul-mate Disguised emotion no face bullshit with that no thanks Dealing with it since last year fucked around now I'm done And I heard you're supposed to race When you hear the sound of that gun Now it's losing all of its fun spending days in solitude Too many dumb interviews put me in this awful mood Not thinking logical getting high jump off the moon Looked into his soul when he died right there in the hospital Peace don't seem possible when the mind is so closed Came in for your money then left with all of your hoes Life move fast but my baby keep it slow Open up your mind start forgetting what you know Shit ain't been the same since you left me here alone You hurt so good girl your loving hurt so good Love me love me that fentanyl it numb me Beautiful it get ugly turn you into a junkie Still searching for something but I don't know what Dreaming about nothing wake you up and then fuck I love it when you get a little nasty Hit it from the back if you like that wiggle them ass cheeks Isn't that sweet same shit we did last week 'fore all the cash you might stood up and would've walked passed me Wake me up from this bad dream put a match to this gasoline Every night you somebody different got me thinking it's Halloween Fucked up I can't feel myself work hard might kill myself Exist through audio but all my problems that's real as hell Trapped in this wishing well death creeping like Splinter Cell Getting high blew my mind away Find the words to what I'm tryna say I will think of that later When the world goes against you better get that paper Life move fast but my baby keep it slow Open up your mind start forgetting what you know Shit ain't been the same since you left me here alone You hurt so good girl your loving hurt so good You hurt so good Good evening everybody How's everybody doing Just wanna ask a question um have you have you Have you been in love before You like your vodka with a little touch of lime You should probably take your heels off 'Cause you've been running through my mind Oh baby they say we're no good for each other And I can't really tell what is this spell you put me under Your love's not too kind to me I hate the pain these days of rain You're playing games of hide and seek my love And I'm still trying to find you I'm looking for you babe And I'm still trying to find you through sunshine or rain Yeah you got your stained glass iris Diamond behind your eyelids autopilot fly My heart skipped a beat like a scratched CD Your skin smell like butterscotch and your lips taste like kiwi Let's take a plane to Fiji make a date let's take it easy Love is power Swear there's something about her that make me nervous Mother Earth done gave us all a gift she made you perfect Let's eat some mushrooms and go to the circus Girl you know I'm loving you just like you deserve it So baby make me earn it show me the way you work it Tell me what you afraid of I'll spit you my favorite verses Let's just go take a breath I want it all every ounce of love that you got left You are my drug and love to death Feel free to fall you are a catch I'm in your heart I'm in your dream So fuck the world it's you and me She is the only one that got away If love don't last forever then forever ain't the same yeah Your love is not too kind to me yeah You know my love is sugar sweet yeah The only thing on my mind is she You think about you I've been thinking of me And I know that nothing lasts forever Nothing lasts forever Yeah and she is cool calm and collected I knew that you was the one When I seen you leave me breathless Say okay I need a second day today give me attention I want to take care of you Marry you something I'm prepared to do there can't be two You was here I ran from you scared to take that step But now that I am ready you're not you up and left me Hope your new man make you laugh like I do I do not mean to worry you with my obsession I just want to be beside you I'm too nice and I had to pay that price Everything I do is wrong everything you do is right Let's start a family hold on to forever baby Your pussy is a palace and your head is crazy That bomb is detonating look at this mess you're making I am the king you are the queen Look at this chess we're playing Oh we had a love that love was record breaking I'm sick of waiting yeah Your love is not too kind to me yeah You know my love is sugar sweet yeah The only thing on my mind is she You think about you I've been thinking of me My love my love My love my love yeah And I know that nothing lasts forever Nothing lasts forever So gimme all of your love And I will be yours through rain and through shine Gimme all of your love You will be mine through rain and through shine I never take a day off Work around the clock my engineer gettin' paid off Rock like Aesop light the weed and take off So high I cannot see Adolf Now I got these rappers all breakin' up a sweat 'Cause every time I get up on the mic it come correct And I learned it from the best always dressed in somethin' fresh Lookin' for a little dime big butt and nice chest Yes they heard I used to rock Guess But now I'm rockin' clothes that ain't in the stores yet Travel back in time I'm in a vortex Tryna to make it work out think I need more reps Used to take a bus now the boy board jets 'Cause K.I.D.S. got me buzzin' like a fuckin' hornet They say I got next tell them that I got now It's all Disney boy my family Proud I ain't just an Average Joe way above the average flow Boy my life is Most Dope No matter where life takes me find me with a smile Pursuit to be happy only laughing like a child I never thought life would be this sweet It got me cheesin' from cheek to cheek And I ain't going to wait for nothing 'Cause that just ain't my style Life couldn't get better This 'gon be the best day ever If it ain't about a dream then it ain't about me Go a couple full weeks without a good night's sleep Imagination makin' musical creation The journey that I'm facin' plus the paper that I'm chasin' Got me crazy half insane and with the lames I see you hatin' But there's nothing' that you're changin' thumbs up I'm maintainin' No complainin' when it's rainin' I'll be in another zone move out my mother's home to a world I call my own I ain't gonna play around no more Found a difference from the ground and the floor If we got a fight I'll be down for the war Thumbs up homie I'll be sure No matter where life takes me find me with a smile Pursuit to be happy only laughing like a child I never thought life would be this sweet It got me cheesin' from cheek to cheek And I ain't going to wait for nothing 'Cause that just ain't my style Life couldn't get better This 'gon be the best day ever Open your legs Say yeah share say yeah share say yeah Hearts on my timeline bullet to your rose Then I watch your petal fold Don't you know your body been mine I know you know I know Sexy nasty have no guideline One day four times You don't mind that I don't care Your divinity has turned me into a sinner God is fair And your beauty can even make hell have a winter Yeah and a freak mind is divine so we fuck from behind On these sides between thighs I eat up Why do why do anything but trust myself Tried to give her up but she fuck so well Man that bitch so cold man that bitch so cold I'ma take my time I'ma hit that slow 'Cause I ain't in a rush young girl You're the only thing for me in this fucked up world And do you believe in love Hold on tight when demons come It'll be alright no need to run Stay with me tonight we'll see the sun And when we wake up early we'll still be young Never felt this free before I need you more than keys and doors I need you sleepin' next to me The blanket sheets I'll take them all and keep you warm Yeah and I teach her that we were the creatures of love You be the leader I could be Julius Caesar When I'm pullin' up in the Beamer The beats in the trunk all the freaks wanna fuck Hearts on my timeline bullet to your rose Then I watch your petal fold Don't you know your body been mine I know you know I know Sexy nasty Have no guideline One day four times You don't mind that I don't care God is fair I need to feel your touch You shy you don't reveal too much No lies don't hide yourself at all With you I just can't help but fall It's true and I'll try everything Girl you're my sexy nasty thing She been getting faded all the time flap your wings I been getting stoned all week It make me go too deep Girl you so lonely will you come home with me Just take your clothes off babe Know that we been talkin' on the phone all day I love it when you tell me that you don't behave Tell me when and where I bet I won't be late All I really wanna do is procreate I'm a Superman you'll be my Lois Lane Know you late for work you stayin' home today We gon' keep on goin' 'til our bones both break It's the grown folk way yeah Look concoction of hamentashens launching a bottle rocket Done being nice I'm here for your life and all the profits Auction off your grandfather's watch from the Holocaust I'm iconic naked walking in the garden and bird watching Alarming all of these cardinals like I need a pope Puffing that white smoke get faded and play the maestro I'm ice cold bunny slippers nice robe Sneaky bitch stole my Rollie last night yo I might know some dyke hoes who can fight though Walking on a tight rope underneath a microscope But close up we all just molecules and isotopes What psychic don't know the future To live life you kids might just close your computer The street lights might blind you though Make a collage and look at it through a kaleidoscope It's an impression of Bueller Yeah yeah a little TV money Scholar but my attendance like Bueller so no use for a tutor Some cold brews in the cooler I'm pissed off like a blind person looking for a restroom Probably be dead soon inhaling cigarette fumes Sorry for that blind people comment that was just rude And I was raised better say God bless you I'm Kenny Powers you're more of a Debbie Downer My bitch taking off her trousers every time I get around her I'm nasty I never shower go sleep on a bed of flowers Not into this conversation I've been in my head for hours There's a bird in the sky Look at him fly why Let the money pile I'll be running wild Life's a mothafuckin' joke so we fuck around Feel like I do this in my sleep Literally I do this in my sleep Uhh passport filling it up with stamps Set a camp up on my land swam the rivers of Japan She keep on asking for a rack so I ran Looking back like you can't see who I am Think my bitch don't know me no more 'Cause everytime she's sad I can't console her no more If money buy you love then love's not enough So tell my why you on your knees crying to the floor If you had the chance Would you take the time you need to make it right The clouds are gray But would you pay the price to paint 'em white Might have a baby on the way 'Cause I been going in raw it feel better that real pleasure I'm not real I think I never was I get a rush every time she let me get a touch I need to feel that my garden hasn't been growing so can you bring that They always tell me where my mind is on this LP Look for the answers I'm searching but I ain't getting far Let's get it on I'm royal like Tenenbaums in Lebanon Decepticons hit it 'til my head is gone Point me to the road and I'mma run it Bloodhound with my nose to the money Ain't fucking with these hoes getting duckets 'Til I die while my foes busy running fuck it Marijuana smoke in my stomach toasted in public Head in the clouds and my toes in the struggle Like who didn't test yet Test this There's a few new rules in effect bitch See this a rather spooky action movie roll it up and pass it to me Hash and booty absolutely smack a groupie acting bourgie See a creature ass beauty need a feature rather shoot me Truly bitches must have them bad jeans and back is Coogi Had to do these rapper tunes to let 'em know the trap is booming Past the views of Catholic schoolers fact but you in fact assuming Back to doing cash pursuing posted up like Patrick Ewing Rapper feuds are sad if you would battle for a stack or two These eloquent irrelevant sentences show my penmanship Indefinite boundaries show you the end of it Don't forget you infested in nasty crevices Allowing birds to fall to their death before they even fly He and I are not the same Doctor doctor please prescribe me something for the pain Money in machines those will make you change If I go tomorrow I just hope it ain't in vain but I can't complain Point me to the road and I'mma run it Bloodhound with my nose to the money Ain't fucking with these hoes getting duckets 'Til I die while my foes busy running fuck it Marijuana smoke in my stomach toasted in public Head in the clouds and my toes in the struggle Like who didn't test yet Test this There's a few new rules in effect bitch Listen up go And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete Aye lace 'em up lace 'em up lace 'em up lace 'em Blue suede shoes stay crispy like bacon Nikes on my feet make my cypher complete Uh I stay shining like the lights on the street in the night Revis take me shoppin' when I'm up in New York Hit the shoe store go and cop a few more You at the mall getting dinner at the food court Young boss bitch paper in my pockets I got a closet filled with shoe boxes Mom says my spending habit a little bit obnoxious But a pilot stay fresh up in his cockpit Used to rock hand-me-downs Now I buy some clothes wear-em-out Hit the club bitches pull they cameras out Livin' in a dream they beginnin' to believe My hotel smell like cigarettes and weed Shit with what I'm spittin' they should give me a degree Good liquor what I'm sippin' isn't cheap Uh finna blow don't snooze don't sleep All I really need is some shoes on my feet I make 'em so mad they got no swag Pippens on my feet they the throw backs Look my money good but these hoes bad So they stay attached to my gonads Wakin' up to a few L's Open up my closet to that new shoe smell I guess I'm goin' well Smoking all the weed that I used to sell But once my album goes in the shelves It's going Nextel how it's finna sell For now we sellin' tapes out my shoe box Any spot just set up my shop Ya mad that ya girl always says that I'm hot Shes buyin' my t-shirt but shes spendin' your guap Say wuddup if you see me around Nike Airs separate my feet from the ground Better act right 'cause I smack dykes give 'em blow and a bit of that bagpipe Bitch wanna live that rap life but I already hit that last night Think you're fucking with me huh Must be hitting that crack-pipe I be making my money thank God I learned how to add right My cash like that cocaine give me more say give me more Don't worry 'bout it ain't no thing big titty hoes in my videos Classy bitch don't kiss and tell smack her ass and then wish her well Life sucks better give 'em hell get money fuck girls free Biggavel A million in my briefcase 'bout to shop for some real estate 'bout to party with drugs though turn it up bitch feel the bass Throwing money in your face feeling good living great Bad bitches in different states it's like I think I'm Vincent Chase With pornstars sports cars and my crib got a courtyard How we get all this money though You know how big his tours are Greedy bitch you a needy bitch want some money but need some dick We in my black Benz windows up getting head smoking blunts Everybody know what's up and I turn them girls to sluts Crib's like a mob boss my bitch get my car washed We non-stop my dick out her jaw drop Don't I look like a drug dealer Don't I look like I'm somebody Killing beats with that Murder Inc don't I look like I'm Irv Gotti Riding through with my hippy van you broke bitches don't give a damn You softer than the Michelin man your bitch put her pussy on Instagram Better go hard when my flow start they brand new with they old cars Your pockets is on low carbs she do a show she a pollstar In the penthouse with the pants down with the camera out no hands now Them hard drugs we don't ran out Can't believe that's someone's grand child She's so bad but I like it wanna hear your pussy I'll mic it My credit card bill is righteous but girl that ass is so priceless Spend the night with the right bitch my dick ill my pipe sick Small pussy tight fit she loves to sniff that white shit Fuck free no charge I play with that pussy like Mozart Eat that pussy I won't starve love the pussy with my whole heart Bitch named Layla my Clapton ho Give me head put the Benz in captain mode And my belt monogram when I die bet she fuck my hologram though When I die bet she fuck my hologram though When I die bet she fuck my hologram Will you stay just a little while babe Just a little while just a little while just a little while Will you stay just a little while babe So just a little while just a little while just a just a little while Yeah hold up wait a motherfuckin' second I know you stressin' you don't gotta keep me guessin' I'm full of questions in return I get the silent treatment I don't know why I'm speakin' You say you say you say It's way too late goodbye you leavin' Why you got me stressin' I could have a whole collection Just be faded in my own dimension You so complicated I swear that pussy Grammy nominated Let's make some music fuck all of the bullshit Will you stay just a little while babe Just a little while just a little while just a little while Okay now baby don't you leave my side don't even try I'mma go crazy girl you saved me Meditate me get me piece of mind It's only she and I ocean floor how deep we dive We be high lookin' for another fuckin' tree to climb She was playin' hard to get I read between her lines Binge watched Sopranos made it all the way to season five I am her she is I She had to come see her freaky side leavin' me behind The way you walkin' to the room oh oh oh All I think about is what I wanna do to you I don't wanna be polite no more Make yourself at home where the fuck you gon' go Yeah girl the way you walkin' to the room oh oh oh All I think about is what I wanna do to you I don't wanna be polite no more Make yourself at home where the fuck you gon' go girl People want to know how we could be that weird How many hoes want to clean Mac's beard I kill flows think I need that tear on a tattoo My bitch suck she a vacuum Fuck her in the ass everytime I'm in a bad mood Ain't got a choice know she do it 'cause she have to I hit it raw while I'm listening to Papoose No respect 'cause you wear a V-neck I mean stress pressure that could even make Keith sweat I got rich with these rap songs Bought a drug problem now the cash gone Album filled with all sad songs But this the one that I can laugh on Girl shake that body them ass and totties I want to see them cankles at my hotel lobby Bitch why you so damn snobby Your ass flatter than the back of my head I bought you dinner now it's time to pay me back with some head Or I'ma have my little sister beat the back of your head I'm a grade-A douchebag I'm a dickhead Asshole area where my gooch sag Little momma got salty at me she started talking tough So I called the Wolf Gang up they start to bark it up Popped a hundred mollies fifth of sherm think I was sparking up A bottle of Zima the Beamer I started parking up Seen my nigga Mac and he hopped in the back And then we jet to Fatburger ordered some Big Macs And bitch came with a gauge and she wanted my fade But I'm a bitch-ass nigga so I say Making sure you niggas don't win like referees Looking for the bitches that love to suck peewee Herman I'm a vermin And you could tell I golf with my hat man fuck Thurnis Drink cocoa then double-team Mariah But please don't tell Nick We were all watching movies at a Motel 6 I hope Kendrick fuck Gaga If Madonna on the Kabbalah Then me and Snoop could chill and be Rastas I don't need Prada to show you I'm rich Keep crying 'cause I still ain't over my bitch Forever life been never nice we expedite the process And every night I get advice 'cause life is way too complex Heaven's lights are hella bright ironic how that came to be But can't you see This angel speaks She's saying the place is safe for me Transform before your eyes and glorifies euphoric highs The morning rises and I'm fast asleep Somewhere off in the master suite Having dreams of Latin queens and nasty freaks My mind it wanders to places yonder and even farther When I'm sleep walking I'm Stephen Jobs or I'm Peter Parker A genius author a Jesus preaching just to feed his daughter The weed to spark up yeah he's a goner fuck these primadonnas I'll always wonder what happened many years ago I like to toy with the idea that we really know Is what I do important in the grand scheme of things In my head these dreams are dreamt trust me we are kings I'm wearing a blindfold like where did the time go I know you hear me out there give me a sign though I'mma follow you wherever your mind goes Baby I'mma follow you wherever your mind goes Take me away girl somewhere they won't be Hold you closely look at me don't speak Will you follow me wherever my mind goes So will you follow me wherever my mind goes I'm just trying to make it all make sense As you hypothesize on how to monetize and take advantage of America the standard of vanity when the camera's up We become celebrities distract from the hysteria Confessions that I have and curiosity about life and death Most of us will never understand it we just like the quest Read about the meaning of dreaming and all its messages Sedatives that take me to God witness his fetishes We all in search for substance that drugs you pain and numbness Circumstances advance the second chances for this beloved I wish I could tell you that I didn't see this coming But I'm ready for it all to end die before tomorrows trend Your life it all depends on dollars spent and knowledge gained Darkness on the brain lost inside forgotten days Life it works in such mysterious ways All these years that I pray hope you hear what I say I'm wearing a blindfold like where did the time go I know you hear me out there give me a sign though I'mma follow you wherever your mind goes Baby I'mma follow you wherever your mind goes Take me away girl somewhere they won't be Hold you closely look at me don't speak Will you follow me wherever my mind goes So will you follow me wherever my mind goes Wherever my mind goes I'mma follow you wherever your mind goes Wherever your mind goes Will you follow me wherever my mind goes I'mma follow you wherever your mind goes Will you follow me wherever my mind goes I'mma follow you wherever your mind goes Will you follow me wherever my mind goes I'm in a room filled with holographic images Path is limitless death well that's ridiculous I'm a live forever 'cause a legend never die See the world as simple but complex in the design I spent some time just thinkin' Where did that get me High more drinkin' Now my head empty so can it last a couple minutes more Pain a funny thing when you can't figure out the source Bear witness while I'm checkin' bitches off my hit list Try to understand the fuckin' message I encrypted Ancient halucinatin' visions of utopia Until I figure out that the perfect world a lonely one Never hold my tongue vocal is a loaded gun And I'ma shoot somebody in the face if they too slow to run Mac Miller I'm the only one But I'm the coldest one this is pandemonium Got my middle finger up with a cup and a dutch split Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public Welcome to America Motherfucker welcome to America My middle finger up with a cup and a dutch split Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public Welcome to America Motherfucker welcome to America Still in a room filled with holographic images Crushin' information into powder then I'm sniffin' it Directly to my head never sleep or use my bed Iller than the future death of you ingestin' Sudafed Might head to Budapest just to get a Gucci vest Hop into a jet get some rest to diffuse the stress See this is what I do the best Nothin' that you got except the bullet gettin' through my chest Save hard a Braveheart a warrior I take part to stay far from coroners I heard some corny words said about my music though Talkin' all that shit sound exactly like a groupie ho Most Dope got you hooked yellin' Ruffio First you lose your mind then you lose your soul So what you talkin' about thinkin' you're out of options American born impeccable form above and beyond never the norm Got my middle finger up with a cup and a dutch split Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public Welcome to America Motherfucker welcome to America My middle finger up with a cup and a dutch split Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public Welcome to America Motherfucker welcome to America Yo chick live in Pittsburgh Bet I steal her Shout out my wigga Mac Miller comin' up in a world full of killers I'll be shaded up at the villa With a girl that know what the deal is They don't know I come from the illest City on the map we don't know how to act ahh Realest young rappin go getters in America Bad chick get tossed around like the merry go We the future so every night is a new day Sittin' in the studio chain on and my hat low Young visionaries and we sellin' out the rap show I can trigger the wave in my sleep Name paved I feel like I am engraved on the beat Wake up shower get paid and repeat Spit one flow and got made on the streets Welcome to the land where you never stay for free Swag worth a mill drop cast let it deal Bout to drop hot shit runnin' out of patience niggas not sick Rollin' up the dankest loud plane goin' mach 6 Rise to the top the topics change The Glocks in the Stock Exchange Now watch the price of life on the block drop insane You can't stop this reign don't name drop in vain Inhale toxic flames from tropic strains it's awkward strange Last week he was nothin' boxers stain Now everybody love him and chicks offer top for fame To the top I aim testin' waters so I've been afloat No deal but flow so real he been in the scopes Sun got shine now they say he shady but he never dippin' though Still facing L's you would think a nigga's wins was low What you think I'm in this for Won't stop 'til the nigga who invented dope End the flow or behind bars droppin' prison soap Begging for forgiveness but it's business though I'm record spittin' Guinness flows Got it up in sources now he in the store This is madness This is an outrage As a matter of fact this is outrageous Young sire slap the fuck out Jon Cryer Rough rider raw bust inside a vagina Like I want kids my head continues to be haunted I burn a city down while I'm unconscious Maybe gon' and take some quaaludes conversate with Jesus Batting practice with the mothafuckin' ghost of Babe Ruth Do as a saint do turn painful to graceful Devil on my trails I'm trying to find the Holy Grail And if Mars is the farthest that man has set his target Then I don't know why I even started I'm sick of being too nice to people who don't do shit but consume light Go and have a food fight start yourself a new life You're too bright to be inside a bunch of mediocrity But all those big words ain't gon' get you paid And those abstract ideas for sure won't get you laid You got it made in that mad house What the fuck you got to be sad 'bout Go 'head and rap now Do what you do best I mean that's what you do best Matter fact mothafucka you suit vest you need to buy a new dress I heard you and your girl live in a duplex I'ma put her ass in a suplex the sun east the moon west You got a clue what does a clue get Nothing My Cinderella in her carriage by the doorway Her ruby slipper made the wizard send the scarecrow And the lion through the forest To the Wicked Witch's fortress where she scorched them in the foreplay Remember that He said he'd fight the box to see the wizard When he was visited by Dorothy who came here on a blizzard Now the whole world's in color still How Auntie Em was next of kin but not her mother real Her face was careworn I suspected she migrated to Kansas up from Dearborn And had beef with Mrs. Gulch from the very beginning of year one Mr. Candyman the parables parabolic The poetry's like the poems and psalms of Ecclesiastes Lightning should strike the stone and then Moses should make a tablet The Judge will bang the wood up in parliament with the mallet Finally some sort of water to soil these cracked lips I keep my shit crispy and elegant So miss me with the irrelevant the god body is heaven-sent The hard-body is reverence since the son of Byford Brother of Fal every rhyme's halal Every line is kosher livin' la vida loca Shout out to Tony Toca we ballin' like we suppose to Think for yourself and you'll find out That a lot of those so-called authorities are bullshit I'm the mothafuckin' greatest y'all don't know that yet I don't need your money you can hold that check At the crib in some Polo sweats I don't need a hoe that's what the hoes don't get I'm on my worst behavior Bad side piece with the perfect flavor Mothafuckas never loved us Comin' for your money mothafucka don't trust us Huh you ain't shit Bought a brand new crib yeah I move that brick I don't want nothin' with your doo-doo clique Treat her like a dog how I do that bitch Done doin' promo And it's still mothafuckin' Most Dope Made a couple million off a brand Mothafucka we ain't even got a logo Bitch you better have my money I don't see anybody but me And this shit too real See a mothafucka like me gettin' money Already been but I'm back for more Insomniac I don't know what I got a mattress for Yeah yeah said said I'm a maniac crazy act insane Think I might need a cage in fact Chain reactions happen when I make a pact A psycho God made me that 'Cause I fade to black and get down like a plane attack You mothafuckas just made me laugh Ha ha God damnit safety drill do not panic Let me see how loud you scream I'm off the map mothafuckas start lookin' But they're never gonna see where I be She only speak French I don't sleep at all If you on that bullshit I don't wanna be involved shit I could make a million puttin' my lyrics on a tee Fearless Jet Li fourth quarter Gretzky Take your bitch Joe Pesci don't test me Don't flex if you don't got shit on me And you ain't got shit on me come get it My weed burnin' my chain glitter He's self made Mac Miller my real nigga Fuck who don't like bitch come see me Fuck who don't like hitta hitta hitta Gettin' money so complicated I'm the shit I'm constipated Yo baby momma straight G Let me use the crib to mail all the weed California Atlanta White girl in the black Phantom My top down mid-December Ride with a big black fat nigga Krispy Kreme then it's chicken wings Introduce you different things Jet skis and the best weed Think it's fake Bitch test me I'm jetlagged don't need a stylist Pants sag Jimmy Fallon Blowin' green in the green room Def Jam like Boss really wildin' Yeah they hate but won't box a nigga Bought the estate from a boxer nigga Paranoid I'm walkin' 'round Damn you rabbit you smell like fucking piss Yeah no fucks when I go nuts I give no fucks when I go nuts 'Cause I smoke dust overdosed on the sofa dead Woke up from a coma Poured up with a soda smoked went back to bed Never thought I'd be such a loner I tell my bitch that I fucking own her My neighbor's daughter just got a dog I'mma run it over I'm a fucking soldier So cold bro fuck pneumonia All my bitches got love for Sosa I just wanna fuck Rosa Acosta Then disappear in Southern California Strung out to the night I'm chilling Everybody worried that the lights might kill them Uh via sight slipping Long lines of those white women I'm with the homies bump Counting Crows Just went through a half ounce of coke Blood pouring all out my nose Don't tell my mom I got a drug problem I'm fucking high-ly publicized When the sun go down I come alive 'Cause the guns go off in the summer time The guns go off in the summer time blaow This another motherfucking rap song Broke and crazy rich and famous doesn't last long Spent all my cash on a broken dream Went from weed and liquor to the coke and lean I don't like rabbits coming to my fucking house I kill 'em I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper And lately I don't like shit I been inside on the daily Getting wasted as the time that I'm spending high and sedated I'm putting five in his face because we don't buy into bullshit As soon as it's flashing lights then it's kush to hide in the bushes I do this shit out of spite 'cause there's niggas that overlooked me Forever I'm more content with dark and stormier weather Flip the fucking cross on your rosary we supposed to be better But here's a toast to your efforts And don't approach me with nothing that isn't money or breakfast I'm close to choking a pussy pussy Sweaty Man you best had bet your bottom dollar on him With a couple niggas weighing sess like it's a lot of options Fifteen on me for soda and swishers And who's the shit a bag of chips and a colon decleanser I'm over bitches trying to act like I owe 'em a picture Rather introduce these hoes to Vince who could show you a pistol Been rap game tighter than boa constrictors Rolling stone like a boulder raving I'm so impatient and going dumb as Disclosing my fucking home location to total strangers No love in my heart for coppers blood from my lungs on the sink Cashing out off the garments the artist fuck what you think The sky'll turn black and the carrions could pick At my flesh when I rest tell 'em bury me a-drift This another motherfucking rap song Broke and crazy rich and famous doesn't last long Spent all my cash on a broken dream Went from weed and liquor to the coke and lean Looks like I wrote this song on paper First time I did that in like 3 years My handwriting is horrible and I can barely read this Hey hey don't even know what's in my head anymore tho Uh figured out I ain't gonna go to college Lee Corso Fuckin' girls but I never kept the door closed Want you all to hear the way I put it in her torso I ain't normal I'm clinically insane I guess it's the result of drugs that enterin' my brain All of a sudden every legend keep on mentionin' my name All that does is show me that my life will never be the same Police tryna to figure out how to get me locked up I tell those cops suck dog nuts Arrivin' to the party in a chariot Lookin' for a scary bitch that I can pop her cherry pit I'm very sick yes very ill Eternal Sunshine Jim Carey feel At the amusement park scared of heights ferris wheel Double dare me to kill Got some soul like De La do They say I'm new it's nothing but some deja-vu Everywhere you go these people hate on you One time for the grind Wind chimes sick rhymes Been high on this incline Have some caviar sip wine Sacrificin' sanity sacrificin' normal Purpose is for people in the plural Form never formal an art form not a mural Work 4 bars that are tighter than your corn rows See a girl that's lookin' horny in the 4th row Ha I just put it in her mouth ortho- Dontist manipulatin' phonics put em into sonnets Let me put you on this nastier than Nas is Bubonic plague bacteria that's tryna to find a way Spread Like yolk from a broken egg Talkin' shit You just diggin' your grave Hypothetically of dope I kick incredibly Potentially could be the remedy for happiness without the ecstasy No methamphetamines hot one hundred ten degrees When I was seventeen I thought I had it figured out Now I see what it's about went in down a different route It's crucial 3 new schools life with a spoonful Of sugar yea I need my medicine Fuckin Mary Poppins gotta treat her like the president Represent all these fuckin' people that I never met Some expect me to be the greatest ever Hear me on the radio shit'll change forever Now I'm just a pop sensation fuck your expectations I'mma be the best have some patience Thought that it was great then poof Figure all this out I ain't gona take a charity Marry me wish everyone could shake And play the tambourine perfect I know I love you I ain't tryna let those words slip Pure bliss I knew that we would stay together we in cursive Infatuation when every single move you make is fascinatin' Gravitatin' towards anything that gives a sense of happiness Activist love activeless Sendin' my love for girls who got some cuts at their wrists Hope you found what you lookin' for I hope you found what you lookin' for You take away the pain and I thank you for that If I ever get the chance bet I'm paying you back I'mma be waiting for that I'mma be waiting for that You represent love you're the epitome So wish for me I'll come out of nowhere your epiphany Disconnect from everybody Who don't understand my vision yet In a jet is where my mind is so I light another cigarette to calm me down Everybody who can save me now is not around chopper down Busy today but can you tell me how tomorrow sounds In between purgatory ain't as bad as it would seem to be Live a dream that's so cliche But I can't tell you what it means to me You take away the pain and I thank you for that If I ever get the chance bet I'm paying you back I'mma be waiting for that I'mma be waiting for that Snowflakes keep falling on my expired debit cards Don't know why I'm still awake I gotta be up at ten tomorrow Missiles in my repertoire I'd say I'm pretty regular I never leave my house I don't know why I got an extra car My pool-house studio is covered up with pencil marks And everyday is full of jokers like a deck of cards So I'm so lonely there's horns on my dome-piece But I'm not the devil I'm a motherfucking Minotaur Oh my God look at how upset you are 'Cause we out here winning brought my dogs from out the reservoir And I'mma let 'em bark before you ready my set will start We forgot our roots before and trust me things they fell apart Wash myself with acid it's because I got a denim heart My conscious so weak I need to split it up in 7 parts Revis brought me out to Califronia for the first time Went to Amar'e's party took tequila shots with Kevin Hart The rap diablo free your mind my motto And we all gonna be good if TreeJ ever hit the lotto So arigato so shit you know I'm world famous And R. Kelly been told me I'm the world's greatest But still to fall in love is like an orgasm 'Cause you never gonna know if your girl fake it I'm always faded getting shaded in the basement I just bought a cello now all I do is play it Thank God that I made it He'll probably tell you that he's rolling midnights out in Vegas When I'm in my spaceship my face is so complacent Wear a suit to cash a check we're going to the banquet And Jimmy got the burner but he don't wanna murder And Clockwork somewhere out in Sweden speaking Danish like That man must be a alien I really can't explain it shit It's just a little cocaine sniff But the lines is longer than parades is I think it's time to give me all your praises So I can get this money and give all the homies raises My life is on these words this is my affidavit And if you wanna legal battle send your ass to David Probably half God but that don't fit my calculations I know the planet Earth is about to explode Kinda hope that no one save it we only grow from anguish There's snowflakes falling on my debit card Swear I'm not alive I couldn't tell you if we ever are I don't vote I never registered But I'm a magnet for them zeros call me Edward Sharpe I wake up feeling dead I need a fresher start So me and Q put people on the label we don't remember Smiled as I saw Jerm nerding out with Josh Berg Talking interlocutor and drinking Arnold Palmer Laying down the baseline doing drums with his freehand When I was in first grade I wished to be Puerto Rican My mom took me to a barbershop to get some cornrows I walked in ready for them Sprewell braids But the lady said my hair was too short though man I always thought my moms was the illest for that shit Driving through the hood she did not have a reaction With a 6 year old she kept the doors unlocked God damn it just don't stop I know my father probably wish I would just smoke pot My grandma probably slap me for the drugs I got I'm a crackhead but I bought her diamonds we love rocks Yea I've had the same outfit for 6 days straight And still all these bitches will get in position Because I got their pussies all dripping in paint Somehow I'm making this music it's just to relate to And I got the life raft ain't gonna save you Look at my reflection I broke the mirror It's only for protection Now I can't see a thing but things never been clearer Call the Mothman it's Richard Gere This is our year Let's get fucked up and get the fuck up outta here I've kicked it with the aliens a different stratosphere And looking down like we come in peace I told Will and Bill they need to kick the habit We on the same trip we just got different baggage Parks spilled the grape juice on all of Dylan's dab shit We were just some motherfuckin' kids Ever since a nigga had recess Mothafucka felt like a grownup Momma come and bitch about a curfew I was still playing 'round the corner Seven years old saw my first porno damn that fucked me up At ten I bust my first nut on this older ho gut but so what Let's recap the earth spinning too rapid I'm living too fast sinning's a habit I can't hack fornicate act this rabid One bean short of an acid tablet Security guards spark my cigarettes The old head go 'head and cop me a brew Sometimes them Koreans be cool These shades make me look twenty-two They say you learn when you get older I just say that that ain't true That just means when you was younger You ain't get turnt up like us fool Just got L's so I'm riding high still in high school but I do Everything I will do when I'm twenty-five no lie I was young with ambition fucked around with these hoes Never needed permission went and lived the life that I chose Premonition-type visions you see the world as it goes Tell 'em all what they missing while I watch it as it unfolds I'm dodging my death confident kid I was tryna grow up with the best Watching my step never no college plan Found myself nodding off always on test-day I coulda been a great graduate Could've been smart could've been a doctor Life full of drama little soap opera Falling in love lucky that I caught ya Almost got her knocked up would've been a father All about energy make good memories I'm the fucking Dalai Lama Only 18 but I had my own business Whole bunch of cameras fake ass bitches Everyone around wanna treat me all different Oh I'm cool 'cause I got money Back in high school none of these hoes was tryna fuck me I thought it was a conspiracy Sometimes my thoughts start scaring me You a parody hilarity that funny shit's for the parakeets They have been looking for somebody like me Big bag of weed and a muddy iced tea Something brand new wonder what it might be Coughing off them drugs moving at a nice speed If you're eighteen years and older eighteen years and older I wanna rule the world take care of my family And take care of my girl plant a couple seeds Went to see a rated R movie about me Long days longer nights You keep startin' fights think you always right Call you up to tell you I ain't comin' home tonight Say you wanna leave me it's just talkin' but I know you might Now get along I get along I go You sing along to every song that you know You play your part I'm playin' mine You breakin hearts ain't breakin' mine Since growing old is takin' time I'm actin' like I'm eight or nine Trying to move on talking to my old friends See me say what up and I'm actin' like I don't know them Causing so much problems why you doin' that doin' that Ripping people's hearts out are you too cute for that cute for that We run into each other and it's like we don't even speak the same language I guess people always going through changes Didn't think I would lose you once I got famous Said baby I got missed calls and e-mails All going into detail About how you just not happy and you think you gotta leave so Go go I'll be fine on my own own Said baby I got missed calls and e-mails All going into details 'bout how you used to love me I keep changing like the leaves hell Go go you'll be fine on your own own Wishing that you knew that you could have these shoes back All of this perfume back necklaces and jewels back I can't be seen again with you and all of your friends It's so hard to pretend that it's like it was way back when I thought you used to be the one I guess you don't have time 'Cause all you do is grind and it's got me losin' my mind You just don't love me like you used to Think I'm bout to lose you I'mma end this now before things just confuse you Kept breakin' promises you said you'd keep This sun don't shine when I'm alone I lose my mind and I lose control I see your eyes look through my soul Don't be surprised this all I know I felt the highs and they felt like you See a love like mine is too good to be true And you too divine to just be mine You remind me of the color blue Girl I'm so in love with you yeah You were everything I ever wanted Bought a wedding ring it's in my pocket Planned to ask the other day Knew you'd run away so I guess I just forgot it Remember when you went away to college Hours on the phone we end up talkin' Past present future all the gossip God damn Puppy love ain't what it was darlin' Feelings that we have are so alarmin' I can make you laugh I can break the glass If we made it last it'd be a bargain Mr. Charmin' that is my department You was there before the fancy cars and You was there when I was just a starvin' artist When the car was havin' trouble startin' Now we got our own apartment same box for the mail Same hamper for the laundry the food in the fridge is stale And this mornin' you cooked the eggs with the kale I tried to hit it while you was gettin' dressed All you ever think about is sex Oh well you know me so well And if this will make you late I swear I won't tell And every time I call your phone you better pick up your cell I swear to God I'ma freak out if it go straight to voice mail Well I'm the jealous type But I swear that ass what Heaven's like When I'm in that pussy it's a better life That's the only way I'm tryna end the night That's my only chance I better get it right Take your time my baby 'Cause I'm waitin' for you for you I know I make your mind go crazy 'Cause I'm waitin' right here for you for you You get closer with run away All I ever known is the color gray Your loveliness bring me sunshine I found an angel so divine Heaven probably not the same without you But now you're in my world in my world Okay you work a God damn lousy job you know You come home at night you're tired What are you going to do Go to a movie Turn on your radio Hell no you're going to get a bottle of whiskey and drink it And go down to a bar and maybe get in a fist fight And meet some bitch something's going on Then you'll go to work the next day and do your simple little things right My bitch can tell that I'm addicted to pussy she looking past it The smile that she faking is tragic hate looking at it That magic I tried to grasp it she's had it with the dramatics Fantasizing love so classic attracted to what she got up in her attic Can we mind fuck Do I lie when I look inside her eyes Hush don't say a word I know I make you hurt sorry is my favorite word I don't deserve your trust but can we make it work I hate to end the story can we wait until the morning to decide on it Spend this time pretending it was that first summer We was pure lovers She was used to being hurt I took that curse from her Sometimes I wonder what it's all for You wish that I would call more You're sick of seeing condoms in my sock drawer Loves turns to war so quickly I envisioned us married and fifty Couple of kids that we drop off at little league I'm addicted to you You only want the best I need to listen to you I'm fucking other girls wishing it's you Fuck the bullshit we in love I'm a mess but can you clean me up Girl I'm the worst yea I know that I'm the worst Yea but you're something I can't lose Let me just tell you the truth that'd be a first yea I know that I'm the worst Don't know what I gotta do just love you so much that it hurts And I see you falling victim to the thirst All the sins you committed you could probably use a couple minutes in church But for what it's worth I think you're perfect There's an angel hiding underneath your surface Yeah the woman of my dreams I'm looking at her sleep The pussy right in-front of me I shouldn't be so weak What did I do to deserve a love like this You see her shining That's my sunlight bitch I'm sick of fighting that smile is so inviting I see you every time I'm writing I'm losing to all my vices they kicking my ass I hold on to this feeling I wish it would last Don't wanna lose you for some evil I did in the past You knew I fucked that bitch and you didn't react Girl it's me and you how simple is that Gave me all your love and now I'm giving it back But I know that Girl you the worst Yea you know that you the worst But I'm something you can't lose If you just told me the truth that'd be a first but Girl you the worst Yea you know that you the worst Every time you say you sorry everything you do just feel like it's rehearsed Take me to euphoria according to the story of a warrior Picturing my visions as you look inside my cornea I been waiting so long Been waiting to have you by my side I can't do no wrong no you are an angel With you by my side you are my euphoria And when you look in my eyes The pain goes away euphoria You feel so damn good I want you to know that Just come take my hand closer so hear me out We could go to the moon Look at my eyes as we land Sometimes I wonder who the fuck I am So I've been lookin' in the mirror and it still don't make no sense I'm askin' what am I supposed to do I've done so much in my short lifetime but I haven't done shit I done flew around the whole world First I shook a million hands and I took a million pictures But I'm a hostage in my own world And my thoughts my own enemy got no time for these bitches I got too much on my damn mind So if I add some more stress I just don't see how I'm a cope I think they underestimate the grind I do bring this dough and I'm only twenty years old I wonder why I sip this devil juice 'Cause it feel incredible problems I got several Thank God that none of that medical I hope this feelin' lasts for fuckin' ever I don't want to come back down let me stay above the ground I hope I do what I was meant to do 'Cause I've been searchin' for that answer I just hope I get it now Please let me find euphoria When you up above the clouds like who goin' to touch me now And do we ever get to know the truth 'Cause everyone seems to have it but to me it seems they lack it Now I'm rollin' and I'm sippin' lean Sometimes I catch a buzz just to help me picture love Drinkin' liquor and I'm smokin' weed And you don't ever do too much if you could never do enough Wonder why it's me instead of you I'll be there to rescue you problems you got several Thank God that none of that medical Ugh I've been blessed with much to be expected Uh sittin' in my Bentley thinkin' bout these hoes All I do is kill them I kill them like Nicole Simpson flag crimson smoke em' like Winstons I just bought a new chopper I treat it like an infant I'm lightin' up a stogie It's longer than a hoagie Situation's gettin' fishy and I don't eat anchovies Fuck the world kill em' all she answer when I call If the cops pull us over she gon' hide it in her drawers See I come from a place where stars never shine And drama is accepted credit cards are declined Everybody gotta die but I ain't everybody If that ho play with me I whoop that chick like Terrence Howard I'm a pimp I ain't lyin' but that is not important I'm just tryna to buy time but can't really afford it Sayin' ain't that a bitch but I hope that bitch is bad I feel like money in the trash like Whoa Yeah Young Mula Baby I came for whoever is in charge I suggest you go and get yourself a weapon and a guard They need some coffee everybody's sleeping on me Going around door to door setting off alarms All that horse shit you should have left it at the barn Keep a stallion tell her gallop to the store and get cigars yeah Too many whips gotta get a new garage made I might steal one just to drive it in a car chase Me and my bizarre ways I moved up from a Private to a Sergeant You can see it from a scar face Hidden in a dark place swimming in the shark tank Give a bitch a little bit of change she a game in an arcade Not a second to lose I'm the motherfuckin' Bible that's forever the truth And this is not another case of the celebrity blues The devil with me and he tell me to shoot Have you ever had to hurt her Just for something to do Can you draw a perfect circle Lot of lies cover the truth you got options what do you do I wash these pills down with liquor and fall Leave it to me I do enough for us all Got what you need if you like breaking the law My mother raised me a God Yeah blame the drugs got me sinning on the weekday Drunk as fuck doing buck sixty on the freeway Giving y'all the freebase hidden in the middle of a briefcase Hidden in a subwoofer beat case Used to wanna know how a freak taste Now I'm in it in an instant like replay Broad's a baton pass it off like relay I get to thinking how rarely do I visit How'd I get so egotistical I'm a Buffalo Soldier Heaven is a mile away the trouble much closer I'm only twenty-three but my mind is older and it'll forever be Dead presidents to the homies death to my enemies Have you ever had to hurt her Just for something to do Can you draw a perfect circle Lot of lies cover the truth you got options what do you do I wash these pills down with liquor and fall Leave it to me I do enough for us all Got what you need if you like breaking the law My mother raised me a God You know I had a good morning when I woke up Gotta thank God every morning then I woke up Would you remember me if I never woke up I've been a sinner I'm just tryna stay Warm through winter and I'll be on my way I'm just a drifter in endless seas of whispers I just need some shelter give me shelter from the wind Oh yeah I thought I'd have it figured out by now Shit would be simple problems would be in the past by now Me and the homies would be sitting on millions Reminiscing on times when we were so broke And living in Oakland just chillin' I thought I'd have it in the bag by now I thought that we'd be kicking back by now I know that life is a bitch I know that life is a bitch I thought we'd put her in a cab by now But I'm stressing I can't relax I swallow my pride and I'm hiding what's making me mad Everybody saying I need rehab 'Cause I'm speedin' with a blindfold on and won't be long 'til they watching me crash And they don't wanna see that Telling her they could have done more to help me And she'll be crying saying that she'll do anything to have me back All the nights I'm losing sleep it was all a dream There was a time that I believed that But white lines be numbing them dark times Them pills that I'm popping I need to man up Admit it's a problem I need a wake up Before one morning I don't wake up You make your mistakes your mistakes never make ya I'm too obsessed with going down as a great one But if you wait too long they go find someone to replace ya So I guess this is a letter to all my brothers Most Dope that's forever I love you more than words could express And this the part that Q start crying if he ain't already yet I did my best to be a leader you respect At times I became weaker got defeated by regret So tell my baby I love her And if she give me the chance I'll put a seed inside her make her a mother Just know that there's a place Where all my people worry free and everybody straight Every devil don't got horns and every hero ain't got capes Opened up my eyes shit I'm finally awake Good morning Yeah good morning Yo you gotta be at work in like ten minutes yo Yeah okay I wake up with the taste of pussy still in my mouth Bitch in my bed homegirl still asleep on the couch My head is banging like Metallica swallow a bottle of Advil up Then head back to the bedroom where she suck me dry like Never let a bitch inside fuck her in the Acura Aurora borealis with the shine my aura gorgeous Dinner with forty courses bunch of horny whores and fornicate To formulate a fortune more in the race of horses I am My homies got my back they all Verizon man I bring this to you like a live man You gon' need at least five hands to hold my finance I am fe fi fo fum the giant The best thing out of Pittsburgh since Clemente with the Pirates I tell them to shut up this middle finger sign for silence Ain't a fuckin' way I'm keeping quiet Yeah I been riding through the city Blowing smoke out the window Cops out on patrol they looking out for all the criminals I been a lot of things I ain't ever been a bitch though Rules to this game you know how this shit go Get money fuck the system break the law So many people told me that I wouldn't be shit But now I walk around with money and my hand on my dick I think I'm special I'm drinking whiskey out the bottle 'til I black out One million two million shit I'm losing track now Coming to you live inside the crack house Started with a dub and then I made it to a half ounce Then I turned it to a pound turned that to a house Turned that to a career how the fuck did I get here Spending all your time just getting high will drive you crazy I killed the game like Jeffrey Dahmer did the eighties Speeding down the freeway getting head in my Mercedes Giving me all of this money was crazy should have known better No pressure dope seller smarter than your professor Hoes I don't stress her put a bitch down like Old Yeller The flow's stellar stella ella ola have you ever been Shit I probably could've been the president Yeah riding through the city blowing smoke out the window Cops out on patrol looking out for all the criminals I been a lot of things I ain't ever been a bitch though Rules to this game you know how this shit go Get money fuck the system break the law Get money fuck the system break the law I just be like fuck you what you need You can't get nothin' from me You was talkin' shit now I'm somebody you would love to be I'mma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me You can keep on grillin' I'mma smile back smile back I just be like fuck you what you need You can't get nothin' from me You was talkin' shit now I'm somebody you would love to be I'mma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me You can keep on grillin' I'mma smile back smile back Tell them haters call your army bring your tanks I'm a big boy with a big boy bank Self-employed independent once you start don't take no breaks Work until I get it I bet it's gon take a second But once I start up my engine I'm gone too fast to catch him What I'm on is strong yours weaker than seven days Sweeter than creme brulee presidential head of state Dopest mothafucka since before I hit the seventh grade Elevate Buddha shit Cooler than what coolest is Slick without no lubricant bullshit you just full of it Stupid bitch keep on hatin' I'mma keep on doin' it Spend a day as me boy you couldn't get the shoes to fit I just be like fuck you what you need You can't get nothin' from me You was talkin' shit now I'm somebody you would love to be I'mma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me You can keep on grillin' I'mma smile back smile back They used to tell me I was fake they would hate now they on my dick Most Dope is my family have respect for my conglomerate Rollie on my wrist I ain't rich but I'm still coppin' shit Jerm is on the beat he got that heat hold up drop it quick And bring it back I could change the world with just a single track Underage table in the back smokin' drinkin' yak Pittsburgh let me show the world just where my city at On the map illest city out I guess that's just a fact I'mma live in Rome drink Patron and have a ball After all only get one life so there's no time to stall I'mma do it stupid dudes with all exclusive shit to move with Just a few kids tryna bullshit still my boys I straight up grew with I just be like fuck you what you need You can't get nothin' from me You was talkin' shit now I'm somebody you would love to be I'mma do my thing until the day the reaper come for me You can keep on grillin' I'mma smile back smile back I give a fuck less and less everyday The more you give a fuck I guess the less you make Homie we just out here tryna elevate Heaven is a crime scene stand behind the yellow tape I started making money in eleventh grade Soon as I learned that the more you do the less you wait Got a bigger crib always use the extra space Shit was so different in two-thousands and nine Growing pains fill the open veins with Novocain Relapse I eat that I don't complain Out of space channeling brain damaging Heavy rain game cancelling proud to be American Get yourself straight how much more money can you make I'm just tryna grow up old and rich Maybe get married to a local bitch I'm a deranged motherfucker took too many uppers Now it's rush hour Jackie Chan Chris Tucker I stuck around for the past six summers Karma is a bitch and that bitch don't love ya We was in the attic you could smell the weed Bitches getting naked we was selling E Bitches kissing bitches just like Ellen D In the kitchen whipping biscuits giving generously I thank the lord I made it out no AIDS Lost a few too many brain cells I'm special needs Ladies and gentlemen in attendance good morning It's the baby face Don Dada checking in And I want you to know it ain't about complaining it's about maintaining Know what I'm talking about Don't ever become content because you will repent Feel that go get it That's your life go live it pass me my Hennessy and my Grand Marnier if you will Yeah can I get the little bit of reverb on my voice I'm trying to hide from something I just don't know what Oh it's not sad baby you know Yeah um I saw a mountain you know across the horizon When I got there realized it was just a pile of rocks I wonder if everybody hope That this song is not depressing as the last one was 'Cause Heaven smell like Nag Champas Come here darling ash my blunt Waiting on hallucination ain't a single fact I trust Dear family my sanity go down when my cash go up Rap too much how the fuck to get through the verse I came from house parties Find a bitch and go through her purse All I need is a little good pussy and whole lot universe I met God before I ever stepped into a church And that motherfucker still owe me money I need a religion to follow I swear to God that I got more problems Than there is bitches in Carlow Lord have Murcielago yeah And I don't know how the fuck I'm supposed To look into my parents eyes when I'm scared to die My eyes same color as a cherry pie See I'm terrified Crucifix heavy who gon' carry mine Yeah what's with all this talk about Hell and Satan And sleep deprivation If this is planet Earth then my hell's a basement Why you wanna do me like that Miss Conception What's between heaven and hell A brand new me yeah it's a brand new me Okay if I could tell these kids one thing Just make sure handle your business A criminal leave no witness And don't ever trust these bitches What happened to your life when your house become a home Where your children at Where your children at You got two sons all they do is fight Yeah nice titties got a pic go and send me that Sendak books can you give her that Fuck rap make a million off a shitty app Yeah smoke trees in the cab Pittsburgh show you where the city at And don't forget that H get you smacked in your face Got so many sons I was young now they half my age Ninety grands out in Portugal smile on my face backlit stage My bitch batshit crazy and that shit fascinates me Yeah on my tongue where the tab is And it burn like battery acid I was in the backs of my classes By the kids having asthma attacks 'Cause he panicked every single time he sat on his glasses Every Wonderland have a Alice Yeah but I'm a king God can I have a chalice I'm demanding the truth put your hands to the roof Be a man that's a challenge Why you wanna do me like that Miss Conception Between heaven and hell I ain't a doctor could you be a little patient Everything will be okay then if you be a little patient One world one nation done waiting Now I'm still sipping moonshine We discovered a new high me and Jerm done this a few times Yeah but who's high now Talk a lot of shit but will you die now What you gonna do when everybody die out just go die out Let's ride out Be without fear in the face of your enemies Be brave and upright that God may love thee Speak the truth even if it leads to your death Safeguard the helpless and do no wrong I show my mom my first millions she damn near fainted The rich and famous so nice to make your acquaintance The legends put out the latest I feel that it sound outdated I'm the hardest working person in the universe Temptation victim to the church of Lucifer Internet rappers ain't shit when no computers work You spent your whole advance on two chains and a Gucci verse I'm the greatest admit it I'm the greatest And I don't hold a grudge against anybody who hated I'm underrated don't fit on nobody's playlist If I ain't in your top ten then you're a racist Cocaine ether creates a strange creature They wasn't hearing me 'til I fucked with a Brainfeeder I'm still playing it out the same speakers I did it all without a Drake feature So many things that I've created but this right here might be my favorite They ask me how I feel I say amazing Brand new home I think I made it Key to the city I keep to open the gates with A briefcase with a million under the pavement That's just on some rainy day shit yeah The kids getting murdered that I grew up with They shooting up doing drugs or they doing nothing My girl's parents still living out in the hood I come through in that new Beamer like the shit all good Damn I'm just a human let me make mistakes Shit has changed ain't little Malcolm with a baby face Even my homies tell me take a break They know it ain't their place and this a day I hate to waste Trying to be a legend by tomorrow They say I can't I'm determined to prove em' wrong though I'm not perfect but they ain't either I did it all without a Jay feature You here alot of savage and unnatural things about the people these days Well you ain't in the mood to argue Baby don't you worry this some shit to get along to Some shit I right my wrongs to Well I've tried to call you have us a discussion We never talk we always way too busy fuckin' I'll think of something to say I always do I'm in love with the way that you say my name Every time it sound brand new And you always wonderin' what we'll be I say we sound better than you or me Yeah okay and time will tell If I'm alive and well 'cause when I'm by myself I find that I keep flying high sometimes I must remind myself That change is more than pennies laying on the floor inside the well You cross my mind do not apologize for being fine as hell I'm spinning here inside your spell my mind has start to wander I missed a day I stay up late admiring your posture And you always wonderin' what we'll be I say we sound better than you or me There's no more you or me we are we yes we are Yes we are sweet babe And I can see I can see so much better I can see And carefully precious things fall apart Just let them be let it be forever Oh loving me in spite of me Bless your heart bless your heart I can breathe I can breathe so much better yeah I won't let anything tear us apart no no no We are we we are we forever Yeah are you my soulmate My angel what do you want with me Too high slow pace My eyes closed your body all I see I think you're too divine for my human mind When I'm with you what do you do Bring me to life No matter what one day everyone dies You think you a God 'til you run out of time Yeah when you're gone what will you leave behind Yeah do I belong sometime soon where goes my mind Yeah why do you stay on my case I try to make you feel okay Do you know I'm in pain I give you clues you misconstrue You continue to push me far away Why don't you come on in It's like you forgot my face I just wanna taste of everything you're made of We ain't Cut the strings my balloon watch me fly Yeah when are you coming through to free my mind Are you happy with your life Can I come and satisfy Open up let me inside When you take off all your clothes I'm under your control Rollin' up you get me high this dedicated to fuck it Uh I got a pocket full of posies Some devil with a pitchfork keep talking like he know me I'm psychopathic low key my hyperactive dome piece Get no sleep ill as fuck the hospitals seem so weak I stood before an Angel as he told me bout the glory Put me in a room of people how the fuck could I be lonely I only get money these labels tryna clone me Uh my thoughts get heavy hit the ground and crack the concrete So I try to keep 'em in my head It's sad to see when everything that you believe is dead Word to Heavy D and rest in peace to all that come and pass Life is good sometimes but it just doesn't last A bunch of stress you see this mic is like my punching bag Rock 'n' roll drugs and cash you softer than a bubble bath Sucka ass mothafucka mothafucka's sediment Doper than the shit that killed Chris Tucker in Dead Presidents Desert rhymes homie riding beats I'm on a camel I'm way too hot to handle life a beach I brought my sandals You want a war I got a lot of ammo You ain't a soldier 'cause you rocking camo Young Rambo hundred million fans though And I do it big you a iPod Nano Fire on wax look like I rock candles Yeah you got a show but you ain't on my channel Hey ayo I'm 'bout to start gambiling with Ambien I'm dutch smoking That's a strike but fuck bowling I could tear a pin of Maryland See I'm American apparently it's damaging To be in front of cameras in your underwear with Marilyn Monroe looking dumb hoes who want to much dough And come close to have you straight tripping when you jump rope Don't rock the love boat this business fucking cut throat And it's gonna crack if you just paint the wall with one coat Rooms filled with blunt smoke peep me through the fog These rappers who be hating probably need to get a job See me I'm with my squad getting money living comfortable I know a couple hoes who model but they ugly though Fuck a toast y'all is fucking broke cut ya throat Judging me is nothing dope boy you lying under oath God made the world why did man make the scriptures And if he created Lennon why'd he go and make a Hitler I could take a photo but I'd rather paint a picture Of the one Laurence Fishburne we'll shoot up all you hipsters I'm from Pittsburgh that's black and gold If my skin gets filled up I'mma tat my soul Running out of paper writing on my hand Hundred thousand haters writing 'bout my jams Want a number one independent album I'm your man I'mma hit Preme and leave you all right where you stand You hide your skin like you're shy or there's something wrong You stylish when you got nothin' on yeah And all I do is make these fuckin' songs So finally I made a fuckin' song And now she comin' closer Hope she crawls she wanna jump my bones You want it don't ya I was a soldier now I'm comin' home the war is over Kick down the door I hold your bends you never break You need to smell your sweet aroma See I knows you smell like cinnamon kissin' your lips I lick my fingertips and get your clitoris in the mix My dick on business trips My tongue twistin' is ticklin' just a little bit I'm swimmin' inside of your skin like a river That's just the way that we are You and me super freaks here we are I'm takin' care of each and every part I opened up your legs and go straight for your heart Said I'm too divine I'm too divine yeah too divine Who am I Well I'm Mr. Superfly I'm Mr. Blew your blew your mind hot as June July I wanna make you waterfall Girl you my painting you my art installation Gonna fuck you put you on the wall All I wanna do is show you off I want to put you on Why would I ever blow you off Right now let's go get lost Just I've been way too hot for way too long I'm so exhausted Whether that's your mind or line we still get crossed First your name is gone Never understand until you have to stand alone Can I have a hand to hold A Band-Aid for my damaged soul I paint the planet gold I swear I'm Michelangelo I don't understand these hoes They didn't want a man when it was man I'm broke But now they know me and what I don't need You gon' see it's gon' be what it's gon' be That's just the way that we are You and me super freaks here we are I'm takin' care of each and every part I opened up your legs and go straight for your heart This music go with my funeral Music go with my funeral Said I was raised inside this gritty city Riding through you probably miss me My bicycle fell I hit the road the mailman almost hit me All this sins be more than shitty I just pray the lord forgive me Doing drugs is just a war with boredom but they sure to get me My side-bitch is sort of pretty but she got enormous titties Know I'm worth a fortune she just want a brand new Porsche or Bentley Had a few abortions unfortunately I forced them Lord knows I turn a child to an orphan when I'm touring I'm more than what I think of myself I really have to be Sit at home and drink by myself my thoughts harassing me Actually as a matter of fact she ain't getting back to me A shame that my tragedy my masterpiece yeah Trapped inside these dreams of mine Just trying to get some peace of mind Yeah I've been trapped inside these dreams of mine So you'll never get a piece of mind See we swallowed in this web of lies never try to exercise You used to be a fantasy but now I guess it's televised I heard the legends never died Oh this lonely hell of mine There never was a better time to better myself Forever I melt and float away like waves in the ocean Staring inside of Heaven's eyes the gates will never open I'm smoking on this field of hope waiting till my deal gets closed I keep getting hotter but all I seem to feel is cold Twnety-two don't feel so old but I think I'm eighty-two You mean to tell me God took seven days and all he made was you I'm out here with the kangaroos making danger break the rules Celebrate my date of birth with acid get the days confused Happiness I take from you searching for the naked truth I'm not awake I'm in a lake I'll swim away with you Bitch check out the butterfly If you the truth then what the fuck am I Take your time when talkin' to a nigga I don't waste none Knock you off your feet and then I flee before the jakes come Sick of hearin' cases from these niggas who ain't face none But I'ma be the nigga that they feelin' when the day come Thirsty for the pay young niggas led astray Stray bullet hit my brother in his mothafuckin' face What's fate when a person don't deserve what he get Shootin' reckless at the father almost murdered the kid Or is it karma for the shit that both the parents had did Ain't embarrassed where I'm livin' we get merit for kills From a family of niggas that was veteran skilled Voted heartless 'cause my momma made me part of the guild Deals made sellin' thrills paid the bills at the crib Drag him down by the river he'll be missin' for years And them funerals was usual ain't sheddin' no tears Knew the fallen had it better off than most of us did 'Cause shit Heaven knows Heaven's gates prolly closed And these hoes in a race for the gold We was raised on that fork in the road No food on our plate just the meals that we stole I spit that prayer hand emoji that shit that injured Kobe The holiest of holy Nick Nolte in some Oakley's That's a flex though cover up the issues that I kept close Sober I can't deal I'm in the corner with my head low Runnin' from my shadow never ending chase Ease the pain and the battle that's within me Sniff the same shit that got Whitney the high heel depression My temple feel the metal comin' out the nine bang Say a prayer leave my brains on the tile floor My bitch hate me always tell me I should smile more Off them drugs that hit you in your spinal cord This the shit I need to keep the climate warm Wish I could get high space migration Pretend I can just fly to great vibrations The magazines need a quote Now I'm gone sorry I don't even know yo We in between heaven and hell Fuck a 9 to 5 I'd rather end up dead or in jail American ninja to these obstacles No stopping me we on the move Your mouth running like a prostitute's Keep your head to yourself I work harder than anybody you know I'm done with tricks don't need no money to blow Deadly aim self contained Superstar they yell the name Blood diamonds finna go to hell for my chain The P fitted on my head though I'm too high you can't reach me with the cell phone No goodbyes no hellos You don't want this life I live You'd rather had the wife and kid Shooting dice with Jesus Christ put twenty on the midnight To everyone who sell me drugs Don't mix it with that bullshit I'm hoping not to join the twenty seven club Just want the coke dealer house with the velvet rug Fuck the world there's no one else but us Everything we think we love It ain't nothing but a brand name Ask her what she wearing say it's nothing but a brand name Baby this right here is hand made I got brothers I don't need no friends My shoes off I'm comfortable I'm chilling smoking weed again I'm from the 'Burgh not the burbs Investigating my nation homie we ain't concerned Went from the pavement in my basement to them yellow brick roads But kicking bitches out my crib somebody tell 'em go home I don't know I was in the crib with my different shit Simple living I'm a hypocrite 'Cause I'm filthy rich I got businesses Been had wifey's have mistresses Been tryna tell you what my vision is but y'all still ain't listening The war ain't winning it just beginning And I've been 'bout Sparta like Michigan I got stats they got opinions I got facts The bro left home but he came back This what raised me made me rap See I left they call me shady I'm a white rapper they always call me shady Got no idea what I'm contemplating I guess Everything we think we love It ain't nothing but a brand name To everyone but us Ask her what she wearing say it's nothing but a brand name Baby this right here is hand made See a person like me smoke weed 'til I hallucinate I don't know why crazy right This party was dope that shit got played quick Yo but the bitches are freaky here Kool-Aid and frozen pizza It's a work of art I ain't talking Mona Lisa Dream of rocking crowds see me filling up arenas This weed got me laughing like a damn hyena Yeah I live a life pretty similar to yours Used to go to school hang with friends and play sports Every single summer taking trips to the shore And that was all gravy but I knew I wanted more Ain't ever seen a young rapper like moi Can't believe they eyes swear its just a mirage Still got my training wheels in the garage But I ain't gonna need those I'ma go hard So far I've done pretty well for myself Couple trophies on the shelf so what else Could I want that I don't have yet Well a little more cash and my own fast jet So I can go anywhere Cali for the kush 'cause boy I know there's plenty there Bout to be in music stores everywhere but not yet They can't understand my concept I been climbing up the great wall haven't had a fall yet These blogs gotta know I'm on next Clean conscience good Samaritan Companies send me clothes so I'm wearing 'em If you didn't know well I'm from the Burgh Everything I drop recorded by Big Jerm I smoke herb and I make music I don't even talk about it boy I just do it Everybody got their own opinion the reasons why they feeling 'em You must admit he's killing 'em running off adrenaline Waiting for the game to wanna let him in so open up The boy a barrel of a smoking gun Whether I'm old or young the chosen one I got a hundred billion flows to come I hope you know the lyrics to every single song So when I'm at a show everyone can sing along My weed bag empty bottle at it's last drop I'm feeling like this could be my last shot But many more songs to make cousin So why the fuck you bugging Any nigga that ever looked at me wrong hey man go that way B Hey man I'm done holdin' back on you niggas man straight up man I been ballin could've skipped college I'm a bad boy with that big popper Twelve gauge when I head shot him Bust his head open like a pinata Like Percy Miller I've been bout it Come find your ass like Bin Laden I kill a clown over my guala Don't give a fuck if it was ten dollars Don't trust niggas don't trust bitches I know these ho's like a pimp scholar And these stupid thots don't get nada And these dick riders try to steal from me Gon feel the heat when that lead pop em I whack a bitch and then walk away with blood on my shoes that's red bottoms Bought a new gun with two clips I can't wait to use it And that bitch stick to my hip like I glued it I hope you do trip as soon as you do it I'll pull that bitch out K-9 unit And kiss your ass goodnight like that's smooches No top that's clueless I'm ruthless I do this I'm ballin these ho's yeah they all on my pool stick And you mad at your main bitch 'cause that bitch bumpin my new shit Yeah the game foul and the ref dirty Keep the green on me like a jets jersey Tell a opposition I ain't never worried Keep the thirty on me like I'm Stephen Curry I can see you pussy like a miniskirt Keep talkin you gon get it first And the toughest with you gon' get it worst Now go order up about twenty shirts RIP with they face on it had to show they ass how that semi work Yeah they got smoked April the fist The next time you see 'em gon' be in a hearse Always sayin somethin' but ain't sprayin nothin' When it's beef I don't wait for nothin' If I see a opp broad day in public Then I'm shootin shit like Azae Production Got word they be out there every night I'm talking deeper than Barry White We gon' ride past with that iron blast And start flipping niggas like Jessie White They catching bullets he Randy Moss he Terrell Owens he Jerry Rice And I'm fucking monster in a pair of Mike's and this forty on me looks very nice I roll up like a blunt I don't lurk bitch I hunt Hoodie on like a monk I'm Boyz-N-Tha-Hood with that pump This bitch got kicked like a punt it usually sit in my trunk But for today it's riding shotgun since niggas like to front And if this nigga run and this nigga done I'ma soak a nigga like he in the tub These rappers acting like Ice Cube now tell Doughboy to come pick him up Fuck niggas I never like 'em got no problem with killin' one I do real hits and don't brag about it just rap about it I don't give a fuck I remember way back when we was broke we was crying momma high as hell To us she was a loving mother but to other motherfuckers she was clientele And I remember begging her to stop and every single night when I told her that I'ma get big and buy a bunch of guns And kill every nigga that done sold her crack It's almost twenty years later now she finally sober But that was the shit that I prayed about I thank God I made it out Damn it feels good to go pick up my momma and take her out Lil Tony got paper now all in my bank account and it ain't shit to debate about If you cross me like Jesus I'll come back with heaters Be outside your crib like we stakin' out It's really fucked up in my city I'm sorry but I'm bout to add to the body count I'll Rocky Part 4'em I'm rushin' show all you niggas exactly what I be 'bout My choppas they shit on them bitches when spittin I think they might got a potty mouth I might come baseline like Kobe Bryant did way back in the days and then body yall Keep runnin' your mouth I'ma run in your house Paramedics they gonna' bring bodies out I'm sonnin you niggas like J. Rock and word on the streets is that they done let Bobby out Be strapped at the mall strapped at the studio you better be strapped at your momma house When Montana hoppin' out hollow tips poppin' out I caught his ass takin' the garbage out Moment of silence text messages sent around my city the moment they find it out Black on black everything We own black everything That's the motto when we ridin' out The ratchets stay on me just know I was all me whenever if ever you saw me out Been playin' with iron since the age of nine Shoutout to my daddy he taught me how My dad was a killer my mom was an addict a nigga grew up in a slaughterhouse I am the one that they talk about I am so cold that you might have to Thaw me out That money be callin' I won't stop ballin' now I am up next like Jabari now See niggas was sleepin' on me but I just woke them up and they sayin' they sorry now I'm a dough stacking Dope rapping no lacking Pole packing Four blasting Soul snatching toe tagging cold bastard Better close your mouth or get a closed casket Show you what I'm saying like closed captions Put them in two make them disappear when I spit fire that's old magic I'll put the chopper to a nigga top and then let it fly Go-Go Gadget Might fuck his bitch or say fuck this shit and get straight face that's no passion I'm the illest nigga that you ever heard I'm the flyest killer that you ever seen If a fuck nigga ever jump stupid I'ma catch a body like a trampoline Bitch I'm Freddy Kruger in a hockey mask About to kick door like karate class Ask a nigga where he hide his stash He better tell the truth like a polygraph One false move and that shotty blast Leave a nigga stiff like a body cast And we don't know nothing about nothing nigga we was out of town If somebody ask Real shit I'm a father first my son's need me I ain't bailing on them Be with real niggas doing real shit If I get caught I ain't telling on them No tool I ain't never going Iron Man with that metal on him Only God knows where the hell I'm going Make a nigga wish he was never born These niggas broke put a brace on 'em I'm super fly put a cape on them I'm upstairs up in Adrianna's throwing cake on them while they hate on them From Chiraq not Miami but I'm wearing heat like I play for them I'll come at night and put the nine on them With the long clip DeAndre Jordan I'll come at night and put the nine to them With the long clip DeAndre Jordan I cut off all my bitches only thing on my mind is you And whenever I'm hittin' it I'm thinkin' 'bout spending my life with you Swag while I be pipin' you Swear I'm thinkin' 'bout wifin' you I make lots of money but I still make time for you You're sweeter than honey and these other bitches ain't fly as you Swag while I be pipin' you Swag I'm thinkin' 'bout wifin' you You be my woman my wife I promise to love you for life You got more juice than Sunny Delight I'll be your plumber give you pipe See she make me think I can sing make me forget that I rap She cook me breakfast on the stove I slide my dick in from the back I'm in love with this bitch While she ride this dick I be rubbin' her tits Sometimes I can't help it I think to myself Man this pussy so good I might cum in this bitch Say yes or say no the decision is yours Was gettin' lots of bitches now mission abort I cut bitches off like umbilical cords Now come ride this dick 'cause it's yours I'm ridin' with you to wherever God take us The haters can't break us girl let's stack this cake up I feel on your booty while you do your makeup I make time for you just like my name was Jacob I don't ever worry 'cause I think you worthy Like James left the game and I hung up my jersey And every time we bangin' you bust like my thirty I cut off all my bitches only thing on my mind is you And whenever I'm hittin' it I'm thinkin' 'bout spending my life with you Swag while I be pipin' you Swag I'm thinkin' 'bout wifin' you I make lots of money but I still make time for you You're sweeter than honey and these other bitches ain't fly as you Swag while I be pipin' you Swag I'm thinkin' 'bout wifin' you I used to have lots of hoes shawty thought I was a pimp See she fell in love with my stroke she ain't know that I could swim She throw that ass back for a G she know she fuck with a boss I love when she cum on my D hop up and she lick it all off Got me gravitatin' with infatuation Had to cut em' off baby amputation Made that cancellation for a damn queen Now my hands clean baby sanitation Colder than winter don't wanna lose her She a winner my favorite place is up in her Slide in like a splinter might treat that pussy like dinner Legs in the air like antennas Then climb up on top like a wrestler she down for the count Hold her leg up whenever I pin her I cut like a dealer my baby cum I cum with her Take care of that box I deliver she wet like a river She drippin' we lit like a candle I'm thumbin' the clit like I'm flickin' through channels We switch positions I spank her with no paddle I came on her back like a camel she shake and I rattle I cut off all my bitches only thing on my mind is you And whenever I'm hittin' it I'm thinkin' 'bout spending my life with you Swag while I be pipin' you Swag I'm thinkin' 'bout wifin' you I make lots of money but I still make time for you You're sweeter than honey and these other bitches ain't fly as you Swag while I be pipin' you Swag I'm thinkin' 'bout wifin' you Now we are gathered here today To hate and to listen to what Montana gotta say I swear you don't want to witness this savage in ya place He'll come and ravage where you stay Slap bananas in that k and put them blammas in ya face Whoo Church is in session this verse is from heaven They want my spot they want me dead and want a murder confession I'm cursed with a blessing My work is impressive come purchase a lesson Please forgive me lord I'm about to hurt 'em a second Pussy nigga if you scared then go to church with a weapon And if you hide behind a preacher than I'm murking the reverend And If I make it to heaven I just hope I'm a stay though I'll fuck the shit up out an Angel like hold on to ya halo Don't go to church but I pray tho even God knows I don't play tho Bitch I grind everyday doe twenty grands was my play dough I done shot niggas in they shit just call me OJ Mayo But it's Montana and I'm about to go polo up on this beat I'll stain yo ass and then go showboat with yo dough up in the streets You want that beef think it's sweet I'm a show yo ass I'm a beast Boy I'm super strapped yup I'm like Jojo nem with the heat Yeah I got Sheneneh and Keylolo ridin' with me That's two ratchets and they louder than yo ho up in the sheets She sucked my dick real fast and then she went slow-mo yeah she a freak I drive these bitches loco then let 'em pogo up on my D It's mister swag specialist ain't a nigga fresh as this There ain't nothing hotter than muah just like the devil's kiss I'm so fucking hot boy the devil better be scared of this God flow ya know heaven is where my level is Wings up in the sky man this guy is flyer than Pegasus I'm all about my cheddar it's M.O.B never sweat a bitch Money over everything nigga that's what I tell a bitch Jealous bitch that money come 1st like a gold medalist My haters watch my videos though I'm their aggravation When haters see me they always tell me congratulations You showing love knowing you hate me boy that's fabrication I know you sick but I'm gone ball just like a cancer patients Couldn't hold me down don't give a fuck if you was gravitation Learn yo location and rotation work those calculations Run in yo spot then get you popped 'cause I ran out of patience And caps gone fly around this bitch just like a graduation This shit's exclusive straight up out the mental institution I beat the track up call for backup man this shit abusive Even his haters play it back that's how you know he dope Holy smokes yo Tony's flow just caught the Holy Ghost My lines so dope if I continue I might overdose Pull out my dick and tell my haters join the rodeo It's funny how you stay gettin' money but always sittin' there They tell me that I'm goin' to hell I tell 'em I been there Thirty bullets in my clip and bitch they all anxious Twelve disciples with me nigga and they all gangstas Jesus real niggas don't freeze up And I ain't worried about them haters I shake 'em like seizures When that feeling go through my body I'm ill as Illuminati I come through with that pistol I'll drill and then you get bodied Boy I'm god when he angry hater like you can't be Till that lightning strikes and you get bodied then they blame me Those pigs couldn't hang me Narcs couldn't tame me Money doesn't change me Montana still that same G Nigga they call me the truth goofy you can see the proof I'm God son shawty so don't ask me what would Jesus do Say my name like Beetlejuice bet you I bring them heaters through Pop out like it's peek-a-boo thirty shots sent from me to you We all know shorty blow that forty like a fuckin' sax I get to clappin' at cha head yeah jumping jacks Then go change clothes n hit the road back to them fuckin' stacks I money hunt loud in the trunk just like a skunk in back I'm doin' me and making scrill plus I'm paying bills Man these dickriders never met me yet they hatin' still They always blame the hottest one whenever they get killed You think you holier than thou you must be fuckin' proud You go to church on Sunday like you really fucking down You think that God don't see yo dirt boy you a fuckin' clown You cheat on God like mother Mary outchea fuckin' around So save your comments motherfuck your feedback 'Cause if God was a rapper nigga this how he'd rap Real shit I breathe that I'm a fuckin' king strapped I'll make a gangsta lean come to his funeral and sing that I got angels and demons screamin' and fiendin' 'cause they feeling this Go tell Kanye this college dropout outchea killin' shit Go tell Jay-Z I got a blueprint for that fast money Tell Wayne and Baby that I murder for my Cash Money Pull up to yo stoop nigga shootin' like I hoop nigga At him and it's click clack bang watch me mute niggas Cops ain't got a clue nigga three words who did it Laid you in that box in that sharp ass suit And I got ya niggas spooked 'cause they see what the fuck it do Boy Jesus couldn't save himself and you think he gone save you nigga Act live flatlines I laid 'em down and wet'em up baptize We be fly as a stewardess but cross me like a crucifix I'm back on that stupid shit shootin' shit believe that Yo religion ain't true as this Pure common sense boy that's the thing that you lack Just 'cause it's published in a book it doesn't mean it's a fact Now listen 'cause man we wasn't allowed to read on them plantations Three hundred years had my people growing impatient Wanting to know what's in that Bible and they can't take it Now let me tell you about the plan of a damn racist Let's teach these niggas love who hate 'em so they can't say shit Whoever hits you turn ya cheek so they can't face it And this the shit that y'all buying Now clientele sell it Your mind still is a slave that's how they jail cell it This is America people I call it Hell's Heaven Aye I know y'all mad at me And probably call this blasphemy But I know some Christians who tote pistols That a blast for me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin' with nobody Fuck around and I'm a catch a body Ay let a nigga try me try me I'm a kill his whole mothafuckin' family Put him on TV like the Cosbys I'll be bustin' through ya door like it's Johnny Got the shotty in my pants walkin' like a zombie Black gloves black mask when I'm doin' grimey Everybody gettin' headshots like an I.D Follow niggas just to shoot 'em like the paparazzi And I ain't spairin' nobody I'll pop up at his wake and kill his fuckin' auntie Keep that forty right beside me like we Siamese I stay ready twenty-four seven tell 'em come and find me Kill you then go kill a beat that's a double homi I'm LeBron with the heat Jordan in the nineties I'm the fuckin' greatest Ali Tyson mixed with Floyd that's why the wanna sign me Snap my fingers bitches on me it's like I'm Fonzie Need a bitch that's 'bout her money like Bonny I got shooters right beside me and more behind me My two chains iceberg but you ain't gon' rob me Make a gangsta lean pop him like a molly We gon' leave him with the show money and a body Shout out my nigga G-boy shout out to Don D Broski high as palm trees lookin' Chinese Shout out to my fans I promise to keep it comin' Same nigga still strapped still reppin' dirty or nothin' man I been sonning you niggas I feel like I'm Mr. Drummond Packin' heat just like an oven you niggas know how I'm comin' Got that thirty and this forty Nick Cannon how I be drummin' I put niggas underground I feel like Harriet Tubman Hope them angels watchin' over you and you real good at duckin' I'm bussin' my nigga ain't no discussion Forty bang 'em in the head boy that ain't no concussion Keep that nina in the club I told Keisha to sneak the gun in Get to fussin' and my girl gon' smoke him like David Ruffin and Got you main bitch on my woody so niggas know that I'm buzzin' Puttin' dick up in your women she feel it all in her stomach While working 9 to 5s I'm piping her like I'm plumbin' Talkin' shit ridin' clean sumthin' like a preacher Black tints super keyed up with my heater Steppin' out fresh as hell everyday it's Easter Tell them haters move around like they fuckin' lease up High school gettin' head from my student teacher Big shout out to Tina she was an eater Boy there's level to this monster I feel like Frieza Illest nigga to ever come out a set of speakers Everytime I drop a remix the rappers freeze up Bitch I gotta feed my sons I won't ever ease up Got a bitch that got a friend say she wanna team up Shawty always call me when she want that pussy beat up Ass fatter than Serena you should have seen her Put that bitch up on the wall y'all Mona Lisa Then I laid her on her back while I had her feet up She like when I fuck her slow and when I speed up All my haters in the bleachers get your cheese up If you really doin' you then what you watching me for Homie you don't wanna smoke you don't want no beef bruh Slide on money like a Visa and get to squeezin' Only aimin' at your windows glass cleaner Cook a nigga slide him in a box like a pizza Pussy catch a body then catch amnesia Ain't no talkin' to the refs get your ass T'd up Let a nigga try me try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin' with nobody Fuck around and I'm a catch a body Ay let a nigga try me try me I'm a kill his whole mothafuckin' family I swear to god I ain't playin' with no body Ask about me and my niggas bitch we got them bodies Ay let a nigga try me try me I'm a kill his whole mothafuckin' family I swear to god I ain't playin' with no body Ask about me and my niggas bitch we got them bodies You got all these social media accounts nigga Behind computers all you do is run your mouth nigga Don't make me pull up with some shooters at your house nigga Like what's all that shit you talking bout nigga He tried to turn up got my burner block like Bobby Shmurda If I don't got it pockets hurting I'm a rob a person If he don't go my heat gon blow They gotta doc and nurse him Or box and hearse him I don't box I pop my Glock and murk em And bitch I'm headed to your city Just me and Big Bro Citi Got thirty hanging out the semi Off this mothafucka shoot him in the fizzace And niggas said they tryna get me But bitch I'm always in the hood like I'm Kenny Man free my Uncle out the you know every verse for you If rap don't work and work don't move it's back to murking dudes I fuck your bitch she suck my dick don't take it personal I cock my Glock and drop his top like a convertible Can't fuck with niggas lot of niggas fu Shout out FGE them my dudes He think he 2pac with the juice until he Bishop on the roof Man niggas bitches Twitter talking I ain't with the talking They with they bitches pillow talking all them niggas frauding Say he gon catch me out in traffic caught that nigga walking Rolled down the window with extendos pistols get to sparking Don't use emojis niggas know me you got poles then show me But niggas police run up on me smoke em like some OG I'm in your city locked and loaded let off shots exploding He post a picture of a thumpa got two-hundreds likes But when I caught him out in public was no gun in sight My shooters down to put it on em he won't see the morning Might roll up on him blow and if he pussy I'm a show him Straight up exposing don't do talking I shoot like the Office They gon chalk em toss the burner just another murder And I'm headed to your block bitch Me and my niggas on that mob shit And you know Juno on some hot shit Glocks spit hit his noodles get the chopsticks And money cheese bought a brand new forty-five He had already ran through like forty-five Mob A lot of niggas acting hard on these computers Hate that this gangster got bars like Larry Hoover And everything I touch get ripped like Freddy Krueger If I pursue you click clack booya we sing hallelujah The clip threw up in my ruger same size of a ruler Flex like Lex Luger with my shooters pockets fat like Buddha Got racks like Hooters but as soon as rappers act like Luda Get smoked like hookah ice like coolers I feel like a Jeweler You niggas bitches boy you fugazee blow yo top off boy you faker than a toupee These niggas pussy watch my rachet pop that coochie Clip like a preview then I show them like a movie Come through your jaw go out the sunroof with that Uzi Dark nights like Batman let my gat blam now you Two Face Skateoff like Lupe leave your niggas blue like Tookie I ball like two grands but be strapped like Call of Duty I'm bout the action ain't no acting this is not rehearsal Ain't with the lacking bitch that rachet hug me like a girdle Two straps like Urkel I'm not verbal killers in my circle Montana always rock bandanas like a Ninja Turtle When I send shells no Donatello you get smoked like purple Go in like curfew pop and murk you I'm gon white T-shirt you I'm sonning niggas like I birth you my shit just too fertile I hop on tracks and get shit jumping like a fucking hurdle I'm fly as shit yes I am sick I got the Flu I got that bag I got that swag I got that juice Yo bitch feeling me like a masseuse She wanna give a nigga neck just like a noose I ain't fu gun cases I caught two This what I do pull up shooting like I hoop Touch every nigga in your circle Duck Duck Goose And even God knows I'm a killer on the loose Two shots in your leg homie I'm a make you beg homie Uh uh don't be scared homie two shots hit your dreads homie I'm just making sure I reunite him with his dead homie I was the plug my clientele they used to spend Drug trafficking I got that work out like a gym I hope God forgives me for my sins Me and Jesus look like twins Same color skin I'm just inked up like a pen When I pull up you gonna catch shots just like a rim He think he Pac above the rim so I did his ass like Birdie at the end I just bought a Glock with all the perks I just got millions for a verse I be counting mula like a clerk And counting blessings although I feel like I'm cursed Man I done put some niggas in the dirt My choppers used to sing just like Lil Vert Get ready for fire in the church Little mama sexy as she want to be She want a pop that pussy for a G Some big ol' titties and that ass fat Girl go on bounce it like a bad check Reached in my pants and pulled my thing out Girl go on and show me what that brain about When I go in she scream my name out Finger ready I slide two inside Pussy so wet that I could scuba dive Say bitch I'm covered up with tattoos Got my dick harder than a statue She suck this dick just like a vacuum I'm talking more brain than a classroom I sat her on the sink up in her bathroom I fucked her there then carried her into the backroom I hit that ho hard like a running back I pull her hair when I hit from the back My baby ain't gotta play with toys She always cum when I be takin' charge Girl bite this pillow you keep making noise I just put my sons to sleep bitch you might wake the boys And she love daddy dick I ain't no baby boy Little mama sexy as she want to be She want a pop that pussy for a G Some big ol' titties and that ass fat Girl go on bounce it like a bad check Reached in my pants and pulled my thing out Girl go on and show me what that brain about When I go in she scream my name out She say she love me 'cause always fuck her brains out If you know me you know I like to let the water run Super soak that pussy squirt just like a water gun And shawty like to scream my name out I grab her neck hold up her legs and fuck her brains out I suck them titties while she ride me She say it's mine ain't gotta ask her When she ride it backwards shawty make that ass jump Some big ol' titties and a fat cat I feel like Rico throw that ass back This bitch got cakes like it's her birthday I make her shake just like a earthquake Lil bitch so bad I had to spank her Fucked up her hair fucked up her makeup I put this dick down like a anchor That's why she only pop that pussy for a gangsta Little mama sexy as she want to be She want a pop that pussy for a G Some big ol' titties and that ass fat Girl go on bounce it like a bad check Reached in my pants and pulled my thing out Girl go on and show me what that brain about When I go in she scream my name out She say she love me 'cause always fuck her brains out I always fuck her brains out She say she love me 'cause always fuck her brains out Up this bitch on everybody hit the damn floor If you love your life you better let them bands go I was out here tryna get it being broke I can't go I ain't never lacking I stay with the damn pole They know I've got bodies they don't want no damn smoke I used whip the Chevy sitting on them damn 4s We strapped up in the club pistols on the dance floor Started from the bottom got it off the damn floor Still gripping on my pistol I ain't never lettin' go I'm just at the mall I'm getting fire with my baby yeah Pussy soaking wet can't wait to slide in my baby yeah And told her that I love her I'd die for you baby yeah Shawty down to ride committing crimes wit my baby I remember back in the day when I was bagging up country I started trapping for money now I'm rapping for money They say I snap and go dumby it's a wrap like a mummy Ain't gotta mack to the honeys that comes naturally to me And bitch I carry Glocks I done buried ops So pussy come and get your cherry popped Bet I wet a nigga like a fucking pool When I catch a body like belly flop I'm poled up with bronem Count show money at the Marriott Like fuck a deal I'm already hot I ball out no Fetty Wap But they don't know the half of it Growing up not having shit Momma off of crack and shit I'm at school being bad as shit In front of the projects bumping backward flips on matresses Grew older weight on shoulders I start hustling and baggin' zips Whole time I was trapping I was mastering this rapping shit With hopes our sons would never have to hustle like their daddys did That's why I'm so passionate I used to imagine it I'm so talented I got niggas who hate me blastin' it Planet of the apes me and broskinem tote banana clips My partners posing pictures with pistols call that a action flick I told 'em fuck proving to them pussy niggas we packing shit And taking pictures with theyself snitchin' bro that's that backwards shit Start whackin' shit the rest'll start vanishing like a magic trick Who better than me your hypothesis is inaccurate So it don't really matter your favorite rapper's inadequate 'Cause once I get to snappin' immaculate meets extravagant I'm Maximus Achilles and Spartacus mixed with Gannicus Invested in myself just like vending machines with shades I'm stackin' chips Big paper in pocket 'bout to fall out So many fans can't even shop inside the mall now Oh bitches see me on oh they wanna call now Shout out my haters who keep Tony dick in your mouth You diss on me me and my hitters up in your house Caught a body took the pistols to my dog house Shawty riding for me I lay back she ride it for me And understand that I'm the man and hella bitches tryna fuck me Even though I am a killer she still love me bride of Chucky And if she's poetic justice well I guess that I am lucky She's my numero uno I don't know what you bitches think She like me and just like me she don't smoke and she don't drink She stay focused and her flow sound like a boat so we don't sink Three hundred dollars worth of groceries got it all off of her link Head fire pussy good and you know that pussy pink When I slide up in that pussy keep me warm just like a mink Set that bitch up on the counter fucked her on the kitchen sink And when I'm done she always bring me a wet towel and something to drink See shawty held me down when times was hard for a nigga Rent me cars crack me cards bring it all to a nigga If it's a foul yo she gon' take the charge for her nigga And if I pass the pistol she gon' spark for her nigga Up that iron and start sprayin' like stars for her nigga Bring me back another broad then menage with her nigga One sucking my dick one sucking the balls on a nigga They eat me like a shark and turn to Jaws on a nigga Let me cum all on their faces Santa Claus for a nigga And when I'm on the road she help withdrawals for a nigga Snapchat she make it clap I mean applause for a nigga yeah Bitch I got bars like a prison These other rappers weak you better toss 'em the spinach And I promise they can't see me they Ray Charles to a nigga And I'm all about my commas like a pause in a sentence So make sure it's 'bout money when you calling a nigga I'm a dog on a mission flow's so raw and efficient I go hard I'm consistent ain't no fraudulent business Even haters talkin' shit was all a part of my vision I told bro get on your shit so we can all make a killing Risk it all before I let my family starve in the trenches No brakes I'm so driven I could 'cause a collision If I kill you on sight then I'm offing the witness I'll be off in sixty seconds you get lost in a minute So go ahead and dig a hole I'll put your coffin up in it Niggas used to be my dogs now they all in they feelings But it's the hood for life I'm taking off with the realest squd Ratchets on deck passing pistols to my mans Three killers with me with ski masks in the van We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck Straight out the window like the ice cream truck Rolling down your block 'bout to pop like rubber bands Have them bodies drop Them kids never had a chance When I pull up like the ice cream truck Straight out the window like the ice cream truck Everywhere I go niggas know I keep the pole Heater on me like I'm cold Light your top up like a stove Broski roll with me before Therefore he know how it go If these opps ain't out on the block Then we hopping out kicking doors I just bought a K nigga I just bought a pump And they right here in this van we ain't gotta pop the trunk See he thought it was safe he thought all I did was rap Till I showed up with them straps then I turnt up to the max yeah I be getting paid nigga I be getting guap I tell bronem get the dough like I heard somebody knock Niggas hate me and my mans because we be getting bands Forty in my pants tell the opps it's time to dance Boy don't make me come and find y'all I be letting the iron off Head shots when I'm firin' off Your brains on the sidewalk And right after I pop 'em I swear I forget about 'em Niggas claim the with the shits until I shoot the shit up out 'em yeah Ratchets on deck passing pistols to my mans Three killers with me with ski masks in the van We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck Straight out the window like the ice cream truck Rolling down your block Bout to pop like rubber bands Them kids never had a chance When I pull up like the ice cream truck Straight out the window like the ice cream truck Bitch I think I'm Nino mixed with Al Pacino Stacking chips like Pringles My wrist look like sprinkles Iron in my pants like I'm getting out the wrinkles Take a nigga out and I ain't talking 'bout a date Cook a nigga like a steak and fix his niggas like a plate Like a pepsi you get popped Send your ass to heaven's gates Got the police on your block Decorate with yellow tape Okay fuckboy you softer than Nerf I'm lurking all through your turf When I pop at you I turn families blue I'mma pop a nigga no smurf These niggas clowns and Imma kill a clown so jokers don't post up Been no joke I don't smoke but Imma burn hard when I roll up My mask on my gloves on so I don't give a fuck who see me That semi pop and start sending shots I'll put you in a box like Houdini Get smoked like loud packs when I pull up where your house at Y'all bitch niggas Y'all fugazi My crew crazy we bounce back Ratchets on deck passing pistols to my mans Three killers with me with ski masks in the van We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck Straight out the window like the ice cream truck Rolling down your block Bout to pop like rubber bands Them kids never had a chance When I pull up like the ice cream truck Straight out the window like the ice cream truck On a nigga like the emblem with the big B's Me and Tony two players like a split screen I put my shooters on yo ass like some skinny jeans And they goin' show up poled up shootin' anything 'Cause they know a nigga breaded like some chicken wings So for me they get it poppin' like it's in the grease I have my youngins take your life and give it to me I swear them niggas ain't right like fifty degrees Zoro when I cut it leave her with the big Z's And she gonna chew a nigga up 'cause i'm big league Shooters whack you with that iron like a golf ball Put a hole in a nigga with the sawed off Say he want beef but you niggas all talk But we can still shoot about it like a false call Body on the stretcher why he gettin' hauled off And have his niggas all lost yelling aww nah All y'all dogs should have been toting though But I still feel like I gotta show them tho I put the wings on a nigga like he OVO Even though i'm at the top of the totem pole I still take the shit wherever you wanna go And then i take your bitch wherever she wanna go Fly guys taking off nigga Fill a hater up with shells like he layin' numb Pockets healthy just like Gucci tryna keep it up I can hit your bitch just gotta spend the day with her Give her dick she sport it good like i'm payin' her Fresh as hell be on point like Deadshot Shawty let me slide in like the Red Box Got a man ha I want neck headlock Takin' bitches think I'm Future look who Scottie Pippen Like he seen a magic trick he wonder how I did it You know I had to bag his bitch but ain't no body in it No details how I did it My bitch crazy and I'm crazy I'm Joker she Harley Quinn I be all up in her water like tryna learn how to swim Haters tryna block the shine like a nigga rockin' a brim If the snakes up in the grass Imma stomp the yard in some Timbs These old bitches hit my line had to cut 'em off like a limb Got new bitches on my line had to cut 'em all like a pimp And I got my money up like I'm taping it to the ceiling I be fresh swag kill 'em I murder 'em no attempt Had to show everybody I'm flyer but no event I pop up just like an ad and I'm loaded like movin' shit If he try I do 'em dirty just like the water in Flint then I be shootin after him just like knockout but I don't miss Fly guy flew in this bitch with a high side They want us dead My god but I ride I'm a cool cat but nigga I ain't got nine lives Bitch I'm a dog on a gold road like I'm Toto But I don't follow up a chase behind no bitch It ain't no frito niggas lays behind those chips I got brothers in the grave that I so miss Got dogs fighting in a cage no Michael Vick Harry Potter with that stick on a snitch You know how we playin' if they sending shots in them 6 Then we keep spraying Preacher talking 'bout turn a cheek fuck what he sayin' Kill him and it's justified sin but we keep prayin' In a world where majority sleep horribly weak And they slaughter when they order the sheet God sharpening my sword and bitch i'm going for the cheek Make sure I give 'em everything before I'm goin to sleep Feel this who want a war with the son I do this shit for my loved ones who don't know what's to come Hardships tribulations and they gon' know not to run God first load up some guns and store up some funds When you shinin' watch the snake that's tryna soak up your sun Yeah they hate it when you make it and you don't owe 'em none I pray handle what I can and made her wrestle the slums Why so serious 'cause bitch when you the joke it ain't fun huh No Surrender No Retreat Bitch Bout to kill another beat bitch I'm like here we go I did my part for the squad now we in it tho If you ain't rockin' with the God what you livin' for I can't lie it feels good when I'm sendin' dough That's money gram to the fam you ain't hear me tho Yeah I was made to get the paper like a envelope See I turned nothing in to something I was really broke Had to come up the harder way ain't have a penny tho I used to meet my clientele up in the liquor store I sold more O's than a fucking box of Cheerios Left all the bullshit behind Tom Thibodeau Rap God in this bitch like a embryo And I like all my bitches bad like a billy goat I put your hoe up on the wall like a centerfold Deep stroke in that bitch I ain't swimming though It's fuck bitches get money like a gigolo I'm ballin tatted bitch I'm bam bam bigelow If they want drama tell 'em holla I be with it tho That's off top mask up Rey Mysterio Show up these niggas all talk Arsenio Special beam on my cannon like I'm piccolo Pull it out the pants cook a nigga like he in a stove Shoot a nigga like he tryna drop a video Six feet put him in like he pigeon-toed Punchlines hurt opponents like I'm Riddick Bowe I'm lyrical I been this cold this shit is critical Yeah Imma kill it how you want it nigga pick a flow The illest quotes every line like I'm sniffin' coke Rap God in this bitch nigga I'm in love with the coco I got it for the low low I'm in love with the coco Click clack beef with me That's a no no When I kick doors they like oh no He catching bullets like he Ocho Yall won't see that pussy no mo' Caught my first body with a four four I fucked his bitch and gave her slow strokes Pussy is okay but I'm in love with the throat though Break bread with broski but be quick to tell a ho no No Young Thug that's no homo Bitch where was you when I was broke though No we can't kick it stupid bitch this ain't no Dojo Like hockey rinks you know the flow cold I run this bitch you would think I'm coaching Flo Jo Get fucking paid like a ho stroll Stay in the field with them poles like a goal post Was selling bud for the low low Reggie mid I even sold dro Still independent got more wisdom than the old folks Stop selling drugs now I get ten grands for a show though Bitch I'm LeBron I'm way ahead of my time Fuck who ain't rocking with me Compared to you niggas Tony is way ahead of you niggas You don't need binoculars to see Bad yellow bitch and she driving for me Firty cal under the passenger seat Had to do what I did to survive in these streets You already know if you don't grind you don't eat Can't take no more L's don't got no time for defeat Ain't get help from nobody so I went and got it I'm honest nothing was promised to me Ain't no stoppin' my shine to the top I'mma climb Hope I make on time for my mama to see My brain is bionic atomic I guess I can come and teach you about astrology Fan say they love when I'm riding the beat I'm good with the flow I can mop I can sweep See niggas be hating then hop in a whip with a bitch and she got the Rap god on repeat Cursed With A Blessing on Itune right now If you buy it you feel like you copping a ki Now I get paid just to hop on the beat Someone tell DJ Drama to holla at me I Jeffrey Dahmer a beat Go talk to the Devil and ask him who is he He'll tell you that he wish he was hotter than me I'm armed in this bitch Iverson rocking the sleeve Goofys get popped when I squeeze Although I'm cool as a tropical breeze I will let this bitch blow like a thot on her knees I feel for you niggas like I can not see I shoot like Ray Allen when popping the three Stop and pop up from the top of the key Don't want problems with me bitch I got what you need I don't twitter beef boy them choppers will speak Come to your crib and then rock you to sleep Slide on them at night they pajamas to me Get popped in your noggin your partners retreat Every move I make them piranhas with me I promise you don't want to collide with a beast So fuck what you thought We gonna outline these squares up in chalk like they playing hopscotch in the streets When I come with them goons ain't no goblins with me There ain't no way in hell you're surviving the heat Broski know how it goes We done been here before we gonna kick in the door and then pop them on three I been popping niggas my big poppa spitting Bitch I got that Christopher Wallace with me Just bought a mac to flip you niggas like a laptop Get in my face watch me shoot it like a bad shot This shit like Nicki get your ass shot You know I'm bodying that bitch like a mascot Extended clips holding three O Watch me shoot them like a free throw That's bullet holes in your whip now you Cleo You know I ball like a peep hole Chain swinging like It's Debo All their hair falling out chemo I'm taking over bitch I'm taking over Do them like I did the last nigga Shoot them through the glass nigga Body after body all I know is murder I'm from the darkside If I have to draw serve like volleyball and drop it on y'all side That's why I try hard to not get involved and stay under God's lie When I promise tomorrow just saw at their face and pray for the lost eyes Nigga's playing games with this shit Why I'm hopin brains will get hit I target minds I ain't talkin' shells But I really aim in this spit What's your direction nigga Do you know where you heading nigga Hope it's to the cheddar nigga Then the heaven nigga or whatever But can't be around me if you don't want better nigga Yeah I know I'm ahead of nigga's And I don't embellish nigga I try not to embarrass nigga's But sometimes I can't help it it's not in my character It's just God's will that he carry with him And you know that my berry with them Case the hate get too real it's okay get buried with them I will not Tom and Jerry with them Cherry pick em and drop every top that get hairy with him I should thank God I ain't kickin' in doors no more Emptying poles no more It ain't nothing to blow your show But I'm in it to go get the cash Give and get the love tryin' to reach the fans Motivate they plans Give em what I can Give em to the man Hopin' they advance 'Cause with no delay I'm going I'm growing I'm glowin' If it's war bitch then I'm blowin' No rims nigga I'm scorin' My wings up bitch I'm soarin' You know you gotta do broski 'nem It's No Fatigue Y'all can remember this too Blowin' powerpuff with these bitches nice Sugar with the spice I'mma get em right Coming from the bottom like some fucking ice See the green clear like a fuckin' Sprite When I hit the booth it don't be nothin' nice And bitches want the D I got a couple hypes They gonna let me hit like a bunch of likes When she throw it back like a bunch of hikes Tell bud he better be wiser before he get hit in his six pack Right out the can yeah sip that That'll make a pussy nigga sit back He can get the forty like he bet a dub He can get the forty like he bet on one I bet I be hotter if he bet the sun Had to branch off from the separate ones See that boy runnin' like a street sign We gon' give that pussy boy a peace sign All these bitches want me like iPhones Tell her slide on me I need iHome Still slidin' no room key Mask on nigga can't see me I don't rock with niggas 'cause they offbeat I be talkin' money nigga's talk cheap I be in her mouth like false teeth Then I'm in between like flossing Roll up smoking with these Bs I hit that bitch in the eve She shake it like tambourine I just had to hit and run Hope she don't say please when I leave I ball I pull up like a sleeve Her pussy pink like that lean Touchin' my chest 'cause I'm king She wanna search just like Bing Now that bitch got what she need Ballin' but not in the league You already know how we comin' man Bases loaded in this bitch Fire in the church There's liars in the church Scratch the surface find a diamond in the dirt You gotta grind until it hurts I am triumphed and diversed Flow rare unfair might start a riot with this verse I will father like Mufasa 'til I'm lyin' in the hearse Drive your lioners berzerk I see clients in my merch Ok I'm breaded bitch You know I'm breaded like mozzarella sticks Godly how is he heaven sent but so devilish The coldest flow colder than any Eskimos ever been Was sellin' shit I served for 8 years I felt like the president Been nailin' shit You'll get off tonight like you workin' second shift Wings up all praise to the merciful and beneficent I second guess the message The truth ain't never pleasant The future's present hip-hop's alive and resurrected Play with me and I'm airin' opps It get's uglier than Carrot Top Leave her pussy bloody like it's cherry popped Six feet deep three pair of socks Put em in the ground that's deep rooted We keep winnin' y'all keep losin' We don't twitter beef bitch we shootin' All kinda clips come preview it Got another clip with a hundred rounds That got mo' in it that's 3 Stooges Plus 30 in my Dez Eagle Turn em into red people Whack em while their jewelry on Nigga icy dead people Glock sing when the mops ring Lay em down first like a box spring Had to sauce on em like some hot wings We be goin in like a swat team You already know why I'm here man These haters on my dick piss em off Take a pic with his bitch flick him off These rappers trying to steal my swag get the sauce They sold they soul for a loan niggas lost I was lit like a new torch streets was my new sport Belt buckle double g's like two forks Was drug dealing freakin balling like I'm Too $hort Was serving niggas in the mall like a food court Deuce 5 on me I was Derrick Rose in New York Had to put some squares in a box like some Newport's I grew older and my heart got colder And my mind got stronger And my money got longer And them bitches got naked and them people started hatin' And my guns got bigger so my flow got sicker Let me tell you about this young cat I always used to front packs Was known for poking niggas for that paper like a thumbtack I told them come rap stop hangin with them dumb cats It's free J Real until the day my nigga comeback I used to pull up on the block with the bass banging Big Strap hug a nigga like he waist training I catch you clowns running around get your face painted I put the chrome to his dome 'cause I hate aiming Ten grands for a show you better hurry before the price change up Rap god the light bringer The life changer I hope they pull it thirty bullets in my banger Versace shoes on looking like the white ranger And these bitches not my problem they ain't stressing me Bitch if you not my you bitch you can't question me And shawty wanna blow my whistle she be beggin me You call her Stephanie I call her referee Shawty got that fire head that's a specialty Like why you keep on sonning them I should get a vasectomy Flow heavenly god keep on blessing me Saucing they want the recipe I'm flyer then a Frisbee got all the bitches fetching me And your bitch like my song she know every word like a spelling bee Boy I swear we will be nothing breathing ahead of me Came a long way from selling weed wetting shit like the 7 seas Stacking dough and cracking hoes filling niggas with jealousy Way before the felony's had these bitch niggas scared of me I promise if you threaten me When I see you you better be ready to back it up because I'm on your heels like i'm Beverly Killing the infidelity After U like the letter V Gun smoking so much I think God might just be inhaling me My swagger said Might bag ya bitch Go through walls like casper shit Might sent her back after I hit Then go home to the baddest bitch Thats savage shit I spaz and shit Rap god to some I'm blasphemous I've mastered this They mad as shit They can't stand me like Kapernick I've passed the grace Steve Nash assist My wrist matches Michael Jackson's kicks That forty in my lap and shit No poking me like cactus's And no more moving packages I'm stacking chips my cash is thick They broke as hell but paying tithes Reason there pastor is rich Pole inside my jumpsuit look like I be running track and shit This thirty be my magic stick I shoot like I'm T Mack with it Catch an opp in traffic like LeBron you know I'm glassin' shit Don't joke and play Just hope and pray one day I don't go back to this Trunk fly in the front on some Dumbo shit Bitch I'm flying until I die on my Nutso shit Now run and tell all your friends how I went nuts on this I'm cutthroat bitch I promise I don't trust no bitch And I ain't even gotta meet her I can fuck your bitch Balling like Krillin bet I cut like a destructo disc You play with mines I'm on your ass fuck all that humble shit The greatest pussy never seen a killer come so quick Clip out the window hanging longer then Rapunzel shit Pussy's always in there feelings about something I said You gotta brain better use it or get one in the head I got killers like porn stars there gonna come for the bread But I'm so independent with it I'm coming with it instead I'll pop you up until you drop like you was jumping in bed Go wash my hands after I leave the scene covered in red Then kiss my momma on the head and tuck my sons into bed Caught em lackin' up in traffic and got clean on em Ease on em let my trigger finger squeeze on em Put that pressure on the nigga like it's weed on em Smoked his ass Hit the gas Speed on em Demons dressed as friends better watch them they envious Don't Doubt The God album dropping May the fourth These haters on my dick piss em off Hater's on my dick piss em off I remember coming home back from the store To my Momma smoking crack on the stove Back then we was lackin' the dough Never would've thought one day I'd be baggin' up O's Pack in a pole standing on the Ave with the folks Feeling like Shaq in the post Now a nigga rappin' at shows gettin' cash for the flow like turn up swag on 'em hoes Thank god we ain't broke no mo' ain't gotta kick doors no mo' Ain't gotta sell dope no mo' ain't it funny all of sudden all the hoes gon go Momma told me boy spit that pain bet the whole world gon' chant yo name Nigga I'm blessed I can't complain I'm one of one I can't come plain No days off man niggas ain't train like this street nigga with aim like this Feeling like Mike in a game like this got me thinking I could really make change like this If I slang like this and I hang like this wit my chain like this bunch of rings like this Pull up on a nigga in a range like swish switchin' hands on 'em when I drive the lane like this But it ain't like that that's the reason why I came like that Everywhere I go I bring my strap 'cause these opps tryna block When they see you headed to the top and I let the forty bang like that Watch his brain go splat keep it movin' if you ain't on that Once I do it boy I can't go back I been at niggas heads like a kangol hat Got more fire than a lighter boy you ain't no match You don't know my struggle you don't my grind you don't know the thoughts going thru a nigga mind You don't know my past you don't my path you don't my wrath nah pussy nigga you don't know the half You don't know my cash you don't know my math you don't know the racks that a nigga done had You don't know about the ungrateful muthafuckas talking down when a nigga got down to his last Real nigga bounce back you don't know my stash You don't know the snakes you don't even mow the grass You don't know the good you don't know the bad You don't know the goodtime you don't know the sad You don't know the real you don't know the will you don't know ill my nigga you don't know the feel You don't know the deal you don't know the drill when we in the field all my niggas know when to kill You gotta go hard man I promise it ain't no love in these streets boy Once had hoop dreams but then got turned in to a D-boy Risking my freedom so the ones I love can eat boy This world is cold it's only right I keep that heat on Nigga I don't trust shit fuck yo assumptions I ain't got time for the fuck shit Boy I from the city where they grind liftin' nine niggas dyin' in the mind and the blind is corrupted We bringing that toast since a yougin' I was told shit happen Gotta be on point like a cactus momma kept the blade in the mattress Daddy kept a gun in the dresser wish a nigga would come test us My nigga I done live the frontline and I takeover when it's clutch time Why you waitin' on a punchline I hope you ready when it's duck time 'Cause I'm liftin' two forty-five's like I pump iron Runway down the one way admiration for the gun play I hope I don't catch another gun case And it seem like the people that you do the most for be the ones fake And Shawty told you that she love you always be there for you claim she'll do anything for you Soon as a nigga go to jail and get time you gon find she was lying man these bitches ain't loyal We all fall for the devil's tricks nailing chicks that be hella thick I'm selling shit to get hella chips addiction got us hella sick Only God is the medicine all the other shit is irrelevant We got eat in this world full of greed everybody want a big bite I swear to God in this life ain't shit right I got niggas up in jail talented as hell but can't get right I from the bottom came from nada but I promise you gon see us take flight like a big kite I'm still a nigga that yo bitch like shit tight wrist bright try me both hands on the twelve like midnight And you don't want to feel a gauge nigga You don't want to hear pump sound You don't want to feel the rage nigga Didn't I tell you I don't fuck around I put an end to your age nigga You don't want to meet your gravedigger I don't give fuck about a cage nigga I know the pain like a slave nigga to me it's just another day nigga I never fail to amaze but I'm stuck up in my ways nigga Better know-ah go get the door like a chauffeur Can't be held take this L Sennd you straight to Hell I shoot yo ass like K. Michelle Boii you fake as hell I been ballin' like Dave Chapelle Check my paper trail My fans know I give them bars send em' straight to jail I make em' dwell Back in the day I used to put weight on scales I'm saucin' I do this often Was trapping at my fathers house like Macaulay Culkin I'm on my cake bitch call me frosting Got green like Boston More polo on me than Carlton My team up it ain't no stallin' Bitch my whole team go retarded These bitches Spalding They on our balls and Get wet like dolphins then get the coffin My aim is awesome Every time I come across em' These nigga fallin' they gotta chalk em' My flow sick my shit be coughin' Skipped past a grade like So take precaution Boii I'm a dog take your broad Crack her like a card quick I turn her on she get wet like a water faucet Sleepin' over start appluadin' I stick my sword She take this pipe till she exhausted She wants some more dick Tray on me you know Tony in for none My first step make a vet look like a bum Don't play for Pheonix but I do this for my sons - I'm saucin' bitch I got recipe now Every move I make I make a check for me now Make dough off my clothes no more sellin the loud Off on tour doing shows I ain't never around My old bitches wish I was nailing them now Instagram model be checking me out All them opps showing love and respect for me now Pussy ass niggas could never be down You better be God if you testing me now Give death to these actors Heath Ledger a clown Spraying them up and wetting em' down Fire in the case for a felony now Praying to God with my head up to the clouds Askin them to never stop blessing me now But I'm still gonna blow like a Referee now I go hard for my sons I ain't letting them down So keep my dick up out your mouth don't be twisting the story up I'm from Chiraq but caught my first body up in Peoria Hit you with no delaying So what you saying ho These fuck niggas on my dick and they fear me 'cause I made them bleed like a bitch on her period Banana clips for you monkeys if you curious Nike just like me my nigga I am a walking check I'm more than blessed and more calculated than architects Put a clip up to his head give that boy a fresh cut Driving dirty with no Ls i was living reckless Swerving serving pounds just to get my check up Balled every time you see me just like Uncle Fester I ran into the law man that shit was messed up Never fold under pressure mother fuck them questions Your niggas harmless mine dangerous like Coolio Don't get nailed with this hammer I stay with the tooly yo I be strapped at every show even strapped at the studio Just know that when you see these clips you ain't watching no movie though No I don't give a fuck who he run with or who he know I bet I leave them in the past give it to them like Rubio Aw shit he catching bullets like Julio I got green in my pants you just hating like Rufio For acting funny like Chris Rock I'll smoke them like pookie hoe I got Powers like like I'm Austin and I'm saucing I'm groovy hoe And I've been rocking Bandannas since Weezy and Juve hoe Yeah my belt and shoes Louis my glasses is Gucci though When you hustling watch for rats man the shit can get spooky though You got to get it then get out I learned that from the movie Blow Never catch me in no picture with no op niggas And J-Real that's my shooter he done popped niggas No we don't box but I'll put you in the box nigga Came from the bottom now I'm clean detox nigga Whole squad get into the guap nonstop nigga Pocket full of knots niggas Know he keeps them Glocks with us Itchy on me while I'm getting scratch chicken pox nigga I remember takin' money to the stash house Now'a'days i be pullin' all this cash out Foreign broads foreign cars when I smash out Who woulda thought it all started from a half ounce And nigga all i know is spaz out Turn down my block and see these hittas better bag out I call my hammer camera show you what this flash 'bout Ready for you pussies so you know I keep that mag out Bitch I'm a savage I do damage I'm a bad boy I end your life quick play it watch me fast forward Don't let me catch you up traffic with that bad broad While gettin' top brains pop on the dashboard Giant mesmerizin' you niggas with what I specialize in Weaponizin' my brain with knowledge I know you recognizin' Excersizin' demons they fiendin' and im forever grindin' If I'm coppin' nine im cockin' nine and poppin' nine It ain't rocket science your daughter find you a box to lie in Now the preacher preachin' the choir singin' your momma cryin' Thots be lyin' on me they want me to slide my cock inside 'em Rap god baby im tryin' I am hip hop's goliath Cursin' all you rappers with blessings while im monopolizin' Sorry motherfuckas apologizin' is not surprisin' I'm that awkward silence so powerful I can stop a riot And Tally been my nigga since the sixth grade Always poppin' out the cut like a switchblade And nigga fuck all this rap shit You dont wanna see me in that all black shit You keep on talkin' Ima kill you put that on to God After I find out where you livin' Ima go inside Its goin' down slide over with the magnum Click Clack wet his ass like a water slide Or I might run up like a bum on em Police interrogate I'm goin' dumb on em My nigga you don't want the gun play My gun spray I off a nigga like the bug spray Beats get brutally murdered whenever I be on it Flow so cold Wayne Gretzky could come play hockey on it And theres plenty more where that come from if anybody want it I tell my nigga throw the SUV in reverse I'm bout to put these pussy niggas on a t-shirt So pray to god when I up it you don't be first Before he judge yo ass you gotta see me first That nigga should have had a vest on him These niggas squares baby I'm just playin' chess on em Bitches on D like a full court press on em Headrest ready shawty wanna put the neck on him Growin' up i never had shit Well motherfucka' that was past tense Now i got it that's why i be talkin' cash shit She only cheat on him with me now that's a bad bitch Like if God had wrote the bible This is straight from the mouth of the person who made these verses Can't change the words on this album I'm loading my gun while reading forty-eight Laws of Power The rapper that taught you how to acknowledge the higher power Not eating bullshit they feed us I duck it like Robert Townsend I'm the son that he's proud of that's linking you like a browser They beat you therefore you cower Slave owners is who you bow to I'm on a whole 'nother level Vegeta gon' need a scouter I am the hottest outchea Don't need no label to vouch yeah I'm wilder than Rottweiler That's high off the gun powder Came from the dirt like a flower fuck nigga don't ever doubt us My regulators 'gon mount up and wet you up like a shower Fly high as the Lord allow us While keeping fuck shit from 'round us The flyest killas you know like them pilots the twin towers I'm getting gwola I'm getting hotter my future's blazing The lava flowin I got it going I'm too impatient I'm cold as hell like I'm cool with Satan I'm too amazing I've been in my glo like a super saiyan you used to hating Forever hustling might catch me in heaven selling spirits If you saw my bitch you swear there's an angel in heaven missing Bars so hot you would think I sat in the devil's prison They say Jesus coming I'm starting to think he'll never visit If you are listening you are witnessing exorcism The best description is heaven sent him he's blessed for rhythm Father to my sons I can never be no deadbeat And still saluting pops because I never forget who fed me Pain is what prepared me struggle ain't never scared me Beef with anybody I love my nigga you dead meat And I don't mean to brag but pardon me like the red sea And I ain't grocery shopping but I'll be where the bread be I got this rap shit on lock that's why they dread me Ask Satan who he fear most of all and that nigga said me Bitch I'm so mothafucking cold I can summon souls And I can make the summer cold flow go dumb as Cole I get more money on the road then the fucking toll Like strippers catch me with that dough and the fucking pole Sliding on them like debit I'm trained to shoot like I'm Riddick I lay you down like some edges and show you pussies what wet is I studied you did my research learned how you work like a medic Come out the cut with that chopper I take shit out when I edit I'll shoot your ass like a movie and then I roll like the credits I put in work on my own bitch my middle name calisthenics I remember when I was starving remember when I was broke Remember hating that feeling didn't wanna feel it no more I remember bagging up dope and selling it like a Bo When worried 'bout getting poked had nina under my coat Remember when y'all was sleeping remember when I was woke I was up perfecting my flow now I'm getting bread by the loaf The same ones that used to divide us edit bibles to blind us Beat us killed and deprived us and we gon' let 'em guide us The best disguise is a book you know they demise us You wanna rise up nigga you better wise up You think for God like he's hiding but he's inside us Wakes us up everyday but you still ain't opened your eyes up I can provide the truth for you even provide the proof for you Stupid folks ain't gon' get it you stick would who tied the noose for us The same ones who tied the knot and put that rope up Been telling lies to get the common people's hopes up And everything that they printed you chose to soak up The jokes up they ain't fear us until we woke up Yes I'm that nigga they hated on heart made of stone They came a long way taking losses but staying strong Said I wouldn't make it but they was wrong my paper long Picasso any canvas I ever painted on They play my songs and debate upon my greatest poems Now that the kids can sing along I'm breaking bones They faith is gone they wish they was on like Game Of Thrones Can't chill with fake men I'd rather spend all of my days alone I seen more snakes than Medusa Therefore my face is stoned And you know God is not the author of confusion Do you really rock with God or were you bribed with an illusion Hoping at them pearly gates he'll pick you up when he's choosing And your chances isn't ruined by the sinning you've been doing As soon as that karma set in Forgive me father I'm begging I'm thankful for all my blessings and instantly start confessing You need to be taught a lesson See I was charged with possession I mentally store artillery every thought is a weapon I'm prepping for Armageddon curing the narcoleptic I'm just giving my gift so I wrap my past with my present I'm spitting bars with a message not here to spar with you Reverend I ain't going against God 'cause I came across him with questions Yeah I can make you pause for a second hell I don't wanna go if my loved ones ain't all in heaven This why they call me the fuckin' rap god man And bro nem got blown with the blamma I freed all the guys out the slamma I came with that bag like I'm Santa Two straps on my hip like a Pamper Try to check us get popped like a Fanta I will slide with that pole like a dancer Come up outta that tent like a camper Dressed up in all black like a panther I creep and I crawl no tarantula Bandana my face in a flag Choppa singin' the national anthem I'm shootin' shit Canon The clip's in a shape like banana He got nailed he wasn't watching his grammar Bitch I think I'm Thor with the hammer A.I. what I nicknamed my gun And yo' question I stay with the answer In the field I will leave yo' ass lyin' In a hole you get buried like Sanders Oh I could black both of your eyes Leave your bitch ass lookin' like a panda I get green like the hulk no Atlanta Right after they check out my lines like a scanner Got your bitch on my dick I can't stand her Hit now she think she all that like Amanda Yeah you know I ball like Evander And she call me daddy like I'm Danny Tanner The pussy pink like she fight cancer I let that bitch give me top on the camera Went down south from me like Alabama I came and I made that bitch step like the gamma Turned off her phone to make you think that her phone dead She ate my dick and nicknamed it Dick Daddy Long Legs She gave me dome so long I called her ConeHead You a send-off You be taking orders Good Burger nigga Old broke ass pockets hurtin' nigga Is you fat or skinny Buddy Sherman nigga I discourage niggas then dirt a nigga Klay Thompson got the Stephen Curry with 'em Boy this ain't a game I ain't Derwin nigga Get in rappers' head like a turban nigga Make 'em feel the heat like a furnace nigga If I wave it at 'em like a current nigga Then he catchin' bullets Michael Irvin nigga With his magazine from this ratchet sing Ain't no calories I'll burn a nigga Put yo' greasy ass in a fuckin' box That's churches nigga I done murdered niggas If I'm lyin' then God can come strike me down When I come up they gon' invite me out Stay online talkin' shit 'til i sign 'em out Had to check 'em I took 'em to Nike town And these bitches they wanna be wifey now I just did nine shows that's ninety thou I be drippin' I know they don't like me now Somebody please come and wipe me down I'm on the edge no baseline With a hoodie on like Trayvon I'll shorten up your lifespan I don't waste time to come take time I'm a real shoota fuck James Bond No screenshot my gun flash all headshots that's FaceTime Back to the green like Draymond But see me I don't play no fuckin' games You a goofy a Buford a fuckin' lame You wanna ride on my dick for some fuckin' fame Get sent out from your block that's a fuckin' shame Even you know you not in my fuckin' lane I pulled up on you niggas like Birdman And you know not to play with my fuckin' name I know God gon' be real disappointed in me If I choose to come blow out ya fuckin' brains Take his ass out the fuckin' game You a toy boy you ain't got Buzz You ain't hard nigga you a fake Woody Cook his soft ass like some baked cookies Zip his body up like a Bape hoodie My lyrics dope I got crack for the fiends He thought he could see me he imagining things He ain't enough cash to come clash with the king While you boys was sleepin' I mastered yo' dreams I'm swaggin' I'm saucin' with fashion I'm clean I come through with some shit that you haven't seen You gotta be sick all you do is ride dicks Someone go get this pussy some vaginal cream They call me Girbauds got that strap in my jeans I'm Abdul Jabbar 'cause I'm after Kareem If he crosses the line then my bullets flyin' Boy you just a actor that rap like Hakeem Don't make me come down like the wrestler Sting Take L's like a knight when I slide like a bishop I'll checkmate your king then snatch up your queen I'm bout to blow like they passed me the green Just got a new gat it's a mac with a beam My gauge is Fantasia whenever I sing Get wet with this pump when I squeeze gasoline See when it come down to them bars Bitch I got a whole buncha' lotta' shit You can pay for this knowledge with scholarships Rap god givin' hip hop it's oxygen They find it astonishing Every line he's been prime like he Optimus Shine like he polished himself Had to grind to the top and shit He's been blessed he's the best He's like Jordan in ninety-six Record labels mad 'cause he ain't signin' shit I thank God that I don't owe nobody shit Flow with an old soul like a moccasin Go tell 'Ye that I'm killin Desiigner's shit I just bear hugged a panda then bodied it You irrelevant you talk a lotta shit Man he fresh I be on some Big Tymer shit Bitches hope I slide in with my hockey stick I'll blast off shoot you up like a rocket ship Bullets bust in yo' face like you poppin' zits With them guns he be clumsy he droppin' shit Zip you up like a onesie I'm poppin' shit Start stacking yo money stop spending that shit on that Louis and Gucci I'm still in the good if I'm broke all the hoes in the building gone throw me that coochie These haters be yapping and bluffing Acting the toughest but they can not fool me I stay with that tooly don't play with me goofy I shoot like I'm making a movie Please don't run up on me got bread I got heat I promise I'm toasty I knock you off yo feet and lay you right next to yo broskie Mother fuck the police Air Jordan I'm scoring the oops they can't stop me Moving weight like a Dolly Bad little bitch on my dick Beautiful face and a wonderful body Bitch if you ain't fucking Hell no we can't kick it I don't know karate Shout out to my jeweler I'm sliding on ice but I ain't playing hockey I promise I'm rocky keep my gun beside me so come try to rob me This bitch got a big clip inside it When It let off bitch yo whole click get demolished That tough tony look don't mean shit to me Charlie Think shit a game till niggas get bodied My niggas is wild gone off that loud Over here looking like mr. Miyagi You run up on us gun gonna bust Multiple shots you get popped like a Molly Get hit with these shells you gone take a L I'm gonna raise hell like the illuminati Boy it's not a probably My murder my hobby You get out your body you're gonna get bodied Stampede threw your set just like Jumanji Yo niggas is queer pussy in yo posey I feel me with fear they fill up with tears I soon as they hear I whacked you like a nazi Yea that nigga dead under the body And all of my shooters gone blow like grenades We stay with them guns And shine line the sun If you can't stand the heat you gone die in the shade From the the PC so shout out to my jets Straight off the low end And when I start flowing you know Ima go in like nothing but net Was up in the trap like i was caught in a net Waiting on the 1st of the month for them checks My mom was a victim Cocaine in her system sometimes It felt like my OG was possessed Young nigga stressed Bad up in school acting a fool report card full of F's As I grew older I got a little wiser Opened my eyes and realized that I'm blessed Check out my chest Bitch I'm the best Put so much work in I ain't gotta flex Put me on a track and I bet I catch wreck Just bring bread and that beat ima put it to rest Make sure when you come that you coming correct You gone show love or gone show me respect Anything less I'm uping that tech It got one In the neck You'll get one in ya neck I shot yo dog up so call me the vet And if you keep on barking my nigga you next Man you can't trust this niggas can't trust these bitches Ever heard of a devil in a dress Ima big dog you is a poodle so be cool I pull up in that 2 door they all on my you know Started from the bottom with oodles in noodles With niggas who hustle moving weight like a sumo Swag on the honeys they loving it They all on my dick they want some of it Id rather get money then fuck a bitch But ima get money then fuck a bitch Might fuck someone chick for the fuck of it Her mouth on my pipe like a cluck and shit All that was yo bitch I didn't even notice it Man that ho know she can suck a dick Everytime I hit the block I keep a Glock in the car for the opps No Ls but I'm whipping while I'm getting top Picture me Rollin while she blowing cock She decent eating that D like a Brot You'll think that I'm Italian the way I be styling Now I'm finna crank it up just a notch Straight out Chicago hip hop Picasso Lyrically sick bitch I kick it like taboo When I step out look like I hit the lotto Gucci Louie Ralph Lauren Ferragamo Later that night I slide dick in a model Pussy so wet man that nigga need goggles Sometimes I feel like a Soprano How I be strapped I feel like desperado Long thirty clip and it's filled up with hollows Talking that shit and it's clapping like bravo Got you ducking like you daffy and Donald Body yo ass then get to my dough Bitch I ain't rocko but I'm all about my nachos Doing muey colossal Just let that Glock off and a fuck nigga top off Try to cross me like hot sauce I swear to god y'all all y'all niggas act macho Especially when they with their vatos I got them shells if they say they want beef well come get you a taco Everywhere I go best believe I keep my toast pussy bitch I can not go Fire like Phyro I shoot like my nigga Fonzo Bitch niggas eyes closed All I ever wanted was to get my family out the hood All I ever wanted was to see you smile and know you're good All I ever wanted was to get my homies out the hood All I ever wanted was to see her smile and know she good All I ever wanted was to make a fucking difference Knew a lot that never did it Tryna be the one who did it Grew up in the project building Witnessed dealings and some killings Devil grinning with how we living Niggas sinning just to get it Used to go to bed at night while watching roaches on the ceiling Taking turns with plates and fork Because there wasn't enough dishes Taught to share with all my siblings If I got it they can get it I remember finding pipes she hid up in the oven mitten How I used to throw them out The ninth floor window like I'm pitching Then act like I never did it Thinking that would make her quit it I still pray to God for healing All I ever wanted was to make it to the top Used to look up to my Pops and all he played was Big and Pac I figured if I rapped like them well maybe i could get this guap Put me on TV I can't see me in no can or in no box Never thought I had to hussle never thought I'd tote these Glocks Never thought I fight them cases sleeping counties on a cot Niggas think shit funny til this 40 gets to singing Jamie Foxx You beef with me then bodies drop Boy you dont want to be my opps And I dont leave no witnesses so can't nobody can tell the cops Niggas snitching choppers take them out the picture when I crop Never planned on popping pussies or nobody getting shot But I ain't never complain about mine Nigga you know how I rock All I ever wanted was to give my people hope And get their backs up off the ropes Make my people proud keep your heads above the clouds Bought my momma a big ol' house I just wanna see you smile All I ever wanted was my OG off of drugs Used to wash clothes in the tub Never thought I'd be the plug All I ever wanted was to make it with this rapping First I'll trap and get to stacking and invest and make it happen All I ever wanted to see my niggas shine Never thought that you would be jealous You was hating all the time Had that fuck shit on your mind don't know how you was designed But the Lord didn't make me blind I know how to read them signs Money in the air like Jordan Everything white dude Zach Morris Bitches wanna kick it like my name Chuck Norris That trues on top of them Jordans Got bitches on my heels like Forrest If I hit her with the dack my nigga its a wrap I'ma have that bitch hooked like a chorus Give the bitch more wood than a forest I'ma cut her just like the surgeon My swagga tight as a virgin Just hit a lick on the vic I'm splurgin' Throw money like it ain't no limit Two bitches on my lap thats kissin' If you niggas keep sneak dissin' Then my nigga he gone shoot like Pippen Love the game like Mitch but I ball like Mike Everybody take pics when a nigga take flight Shawty all on my dick Like I'm finna say hike I'ma hit that bitch like a nigga named Ike These fuck niggas be hatin' hard They move some my tool bust And I shine hard 'cause I grind hard And these thotianas be crew lovin' My niggas icy like cool runnin' Yo boo blush when I wink at her we leave the club bout 2 some Hotel room with yo bitch I go to sleep yo boo suckin' I wake up and I roll over Hit that bitch snooze button Aye this Chicago we rock Jordans Ya'll can't hold me I'm Michael Man I'll whack whoever try to thats right hand on the bible Gettin top from a thot named Morgan In the parkin' lot with the forty in the foreign Already cocked tell the opps I ain't goin' Shawty still blowin' don't stop keep goin' I don't play around i'll spray around lay a nigga down on top read the paper in the mornin' Yeah yo team suck yo bitch too She refereein' my whistle that bitch blew and my wrist blue I'm iced out no igloo Ralph Lauren Michael Jordan Gucci Louie I do it I be soarin' Like I'm Jordan Goofy you Patrick Ewing Uh huh I love the game and I'm tied to it F.G.E. I'm signed to it I'm with the shits I don't sit the bench I don't drive the lane I glide through it You ain't ballin' shame on you Bitches on us but they ain't on you I'm in V.I.P. With yo ho on my lap Get the ho a stack make it rain on you These broke niggas can't afford it The bad bitches can't ignore it Gotta ball for the fans whole team gettin' bands Throwin' money in the air like Jordan Money in the air like Money in the air like Jordan Gotta ball for the fans whole team gettin' bands Throwin' money in the air like Jordan These broke niggas can't afford it The bad bitches can't ignore it Gotta ball for the fans whole team gettin' bands Throwin' money in the air like Jordan Money in the air like Money in the air like Jordan Gotta ball for the fans whole team gettin' bands Throwin' money in the air like Jordan Ok I'm breaded up and I'm breaded up My young niggas up in the club I'm trued up and I'm Mikey Come watch me ball like Spike Lee Yo girl all on my dick you shouldn't have came with her I bet I hit that bitch like a game winner You see my chain glitter I'ma make it rain nigga These broke niggas can't afford it The bad bitches can't ignore it Gotta ball for the fans whole team gettin' bands I do this for the ones from the bottom that never had a chance Straight off the porch from the slaughterhouse to the savage land Make niggas lean if they intervene with Montana's plans With this big old strap round my neck I shoot like the camera man Go call them people I'm bodying them no ambulance I rolled down on em way colder than any avalanche This MC keep the tooly but I don't hammer dance The body bags on these niggas look like some hammer pants Man I remember them nights when my mom was getting high She locked herself in the bathroom while a young nigga cried At times felt helpless didn't give a fuck if I live or die Some heavy praying to god and now I'm back energized You motherfuckers don't know the pain that I feel inside I drop to my knees every day and thank god I'm still alive Was ill advised getting fly when I shouldn't have spent a dime Been blamed for murders caught cases yeah I've been criticized Hunger passion rage when I rap they say I'm uncivilized I was facing nine the lord saved me right in the nick of time Montana the truth you just proof that the devil been a lie Dealt with all my struggles and troubles that made a nigga wise I'm gon make sure that my family eat when it's dinner time First nigga cross me it's over for him like finish lines I put that clip to their back and I won't get penalized I put that on life Imma turn these niggas to nigga pies Yeah I got these rappers on my dinner plate You April fools don't see the enemy I penetrate and make these pussys hyperventilate I ain't got no beef 'cause I done murdered all my enemies Innovate when I illustrate straight up out the illest state I'm the reason you niggas hate Been schooling you niggas too weak for me just like winter break I been this great this nigga made I got more juice than minute maid I ain't always been this way there's reasons why I renegade I make an example out you nigga don't make me demonstrate Tell Satan that I'm murdering any goofy he send this way Glock pop at your top before I let an opp get rid of me Don't make me do my homework find out where that nigga stay 'Cause Imma light him up the same night like Independence Day Understand you're playing with fire nigga These other rappers look at me like barbed wires nigga Got that Smith and Wesson and plus an extra clip up in my jeans We gon make it home safe 'cause I got hitters on my team I done seen some of the coldest niggas give up on their dreams Lost they vision for the green I seen niggas turn to fiends I ain't tripping no submission I ain't quitting Andrew Wiggins I'm on mission Russell Simmons I go get it for my team Put a bad bitch up in traffic now she whipping for a king Puppet master for the cash I got these bitches on a string And I ball hard till I'm fouling out that's why I be styling out 'Cause other than my kids shit I ain't got too much to smile bout Cut out all that wolfing give a fuck bout what you howling bout 'Cause I'm ready to bang like a judge pulling his gavel out Bitch I'm made self employed real McCoy toting toys They annoyed by my noise fighting tryna raise my boys Bitch I'm Molly Roy Jones Mike Tyson mixed with Floyd And greedy people hang around you when you promise them blessings Would you still be loyal to god if he didn't promise you heaven How would you live after you sin and God wasn't forgiving You say since I'm going to hell I might as well keep on sinning Blood sucking motherfuckers they judging I'm glad I ain't you I can't be bought with bribes I'm loyal because I'm thankful I spit what's painful 'cause nigga I'm not ashamed to Frequent conversations with the one you always pray to Asking for forgiveness I been whacking shit like Babe Ruth Bitch I keep that thing glued my lyrics is brain food Your bitch on my dick boy I'm the one she give that brain to And that pussy's so wet that I should fuck her wearing rain boots So if you heard about a nigga super sick with the flow Don't beat on women but that nigga steady hitting your ho Both of his wrists is icy look like he been digging in snow Run with a clique of dirty boys on the mission for dough Murder whenever he feel like it's time for niggas to go Fire in my eyes like when the stove blaze I am the revenant I done been through those cold days Fighting demons trying not to turn to my old ways Like you lackin' traffic I'm blasting ratchets that's road rage Ya'll using structures you niggas ain't using logic One shot in-between ya eyes and you closing em like a closet The afterlife isn't promised only death we can't dodge it This life we live ain't forever so make the most while you got it Don't fry your brain with narcotics see God is my only chronic Your demons might bring you down but he'll bring you up like hydraulics I'm full of wisdom and knowledge and sharin' it like a prophet So love me all for my actions not 'cause of what's in my pockets Just counted a thousand hunnids my momma proud of her son And she smilin' 'cause now I'm buzzin' Knew I would amount to something Watch every nigga around you all friends ain't friends Don't be no fool stay on your shit All love ain't love my son all snakes don't hiss I got so much knowledge bottled up Check up on me no follow-ups Teachin' all of my follower's Till' they nail me like Yeshua Look don't sell your soul Real nigga's don't ever fold Just set and pursue your goals The truth that was never told Is they'll bribe you with cars and clothes Shiny diamonds and gold Performin' at hella shows And after that nailin' hoes I've been grinding on my own They can't bribe me with no loans Before I live as a slave I'll be dying on my throne Don't do lying in my songs Bitch I'm flyer than the drones Taking giants out they zones Rich thoughts while I'm living broke Was sweeping stumping killing roaches on that kitchen floor Sent to get eggs but was stealing while was in the store Went many winters with hoodies didn't have no winter coat Fuck that start dealing dope Got paper like an envelope Was fuckin' paid no gigolo I swear I was so fresh that even Zest thought I invented soap I ran into the fucking cops fell off had to kick a door Lost lots of green like pigalo I'm just thankful I'm still afloat Remindin' God that I'm thankful I always tell him that While hoping the people we've lost is wherever heaven's at And I know what that struggle like robbin' stealin' sellin' packs When this christmas come your kids don't wonder where they presents at The bar's been set go be better than those that came before you Flex like bodybuilders and shine on nigga's like baby oil But try not to slip 'cause the prison system got places for you Don't get the picture my nigga here let me paint it for you The same nigga's that say they love you and claim they loyal Ain't gon' pay no lawyers or let alone raise your babies for you It don't make you real 'cause there's diamonds inside your damn watch And never left your hood and you always reppin' your damn block And It don't make you savage 'cause you be totin' no damn Glocks Or popped it at no opps so you ran away from no damn cops Or sold a bunch of grams or be standin' over them damn pots Or you stay in the field like them lil nigga's off Sandlot If you don't want your momma to see you up in no damn box Just aim straight for that ain't cool like Ken shamrock Used to watch rap city had dreams to be at the damn top Now labels on my dick with hopes they can get my John Hancock Nobody famous reached out to me or gave me no damn shot Lately I'm adding dough to my knots until rubberbands pop I caught a couple gun cases that still steel with him My fans love when I'm going in for the kill nigga Like hopin' out whips with them pumps if I'm on your heels nigga You better heal nigga I'm just here to heal nigga's Give em the real you may never know how that feels nigga I don't complain or chill I got too much will nigga Made it this far and I did it without a deal nigga Just 'cause you got a dead homie don't make you real nigga Every man dies but not every man lives And I'm thankful for my banks like I married aunt Viv' But I'm wonderin' why is hell still a punishment If they say Jesus died on that cross for every man's sins Nobody's safe nobody's pure nobody's sure Your spots a maybe you're crazy no spots secure Put God first I don't make a move unless he's involved Fightin' demons off while I'm droppin' jewels like I've seen it all Designer clothes yo this man be rockin' labels Hella bands rubber bands around hella bank roll Hella bitches probably slip dick in your main ho But watch what you say tho I promise he don't play doe Designer clothes this man be rockin' labels Hella bands rubber bands around hella bank roll Hella bitches probably slip dick in your main ho But watch what you say tho I promise he don't play doe It's mister let that forty bang bitch I do my thang Someone go tell Eddie Cain that I'm about to make it rain I got Prada I got Louis I got Gucci on me I swear all the bitches want to put that coochie on me I'm off the chain bitch like Django Up in a Range Rover up dick on your main ho You could keep your heart shawty I just want the brain doe And I be coming off the top volcano Up in the Gucci store I got hella bank roll Big spending around this bitch tornado Gucci rain boots I'm about to make it rain dough Stacks on top of stacks bitch it look like I'm stacking lego Connected like some cables I got hella pesos Pounds of that loud yall could call a nigga pedro I blow yo ass away doe give yo ass a halo When I put that steel in yo face like Kano Designer clothes this man be rockin' labels Hella bands rubber bands around hella bank roll Hella bitches probably slip dick in your main ho But watch what you say tho I promise he don't play doe Designer clothes this man be rockin' labels Hella bands rubber bands around hella bank roll Hella bitches probably slip dick in your main ho But watch what you say tho I promise he don't play doe I be poppin' tags bitch I got that bag A crib with hella swag every bitch I fuck is bad I got bitches I got money I got stacks on deck I swear everywhere I go there's hella straps on deck Got my killer wit me and they shinin' And three bitches wit me Frankie Lymon When in the club I make two of 'em sneak the iron in We break the law like fuck a badge and fuck a siren Bitch I'm racked up go get yo racks up I stay strapped up I dare yo ass to act up Big thumper on my hip nigga jack coo I whack you and add another tattoo Yeah I be ballin' but mention my name And I'm roll up with that heat like LeBron James And I don't say shit all I know is spray shit I stick that pump inside yo whip gas station Designer clothes this man be rockin' labels Hella bands rubber bands around hella bank roll Hella bitches probably slip dick in your main ho But watch what you say tho I promise he don't play doe Designer clothes this man be rockin' labels Hella bands rubber bands around hella bank roll Hella bitches probably slip dick in your main ho But watch what you say tho I promise he don't play doe Straight out the jungle watch for Anacondas Only so far you can see stay prepared for the drama Know my squad gotta eat so we do what we gotta All while we pray for the weak we take food from the monsters God strong and I'm conscious keep one eye on the watchers In the valley of the shadow we keep that light upon us Play no games with the Joker they'll see dark nights it'll be Gotham Ready and willing if Walter in it we shootin' like Contra It's gonna be shocking like Blanka Chopping shit up like Baraka Ain't no need for the doctors just prayers or peace for the mamas Then it's back to the gwalla them dollars decimals and commas 'Cause I handle that business with no degree I'm a scholar Don't judge book by its cover you turn that page we will pop up All I know is go get it me and my niggas is shottas Amputate ya about paper at pussy necks like we collars We'll hit ya then will forget ya nigga hakuna matata Little nigga from the ninth floor mom was on that white hard Daddy was a vice lord pistol sit in my drawls Like a eagle I soar like I lion I roar Shorty keep that forty buddy lowkey like he fight Thor So much blood on my sword yet there's love for my lord Banana clips for all you monkeys curious just like George I'm a gorilla fearin' no nigga I'm a go getter with a pole wit 'em I got the thirty so it's more than twenty cent when I hit his ass wit the four nickel Way hotter than summer break make yo bitch do a double take I come from a troubled place money longer than bubble tape I take me and my money and two pistols on a double date No safety bullets glisten at your squad before yo huddle break These niggas sweet one shot a leave hole in 'em funnel cake Exterminate I come and spray I terminate ain't nothing safe I'm a humble nigga but my semi ain't boy it spit and sing like it's drizzy Drake When I kick bo's like I'm Billy Blanks it'll wet a nigga like he in a lake So you sell weight gettin' plenty cake say you war ready but you really ain't I got hittas that a crack a head open for a little change like a piggy bank Like lightning is strikin like lighting is frightening This world for the mighty so come prepared to clash with the titans yeah I'm strapped like security flash my light like the night-shift Heard you hard and heart cold okay well bitch ima ice pack Shoot like David at Goliath got the power to slay the giants A beast in these streets ima tyrant No library but these bitches keep quiet or its a riot Come front with a struggle its dire But everyone wanna be sire till they feel the fire That pistol part of my attire My flow is so real its so ill they say its sicker than Ebola I got the heart of a lion but my shit colder than Cobras Approach get stretched like aerobics And we don't bluff this ain't poker we got tear drops in our faces like derrick rose with the fold ups Look in the eyes of my enemies let em know ima solider And for that bread I'll burn you Montana stay with that toaster My 7 up on you niggas you can get popped like a soda This Gucci belt be my holster no I don't smoke but I smoke ya God is good God is great they swear up and down everyday he is You better hope he's as merciful as they say he is My bars is the craziest lyrically I'm an alien So much knowledge scholars ain't never heard of the grade he in Rap God is his alias changin' minds of the atheists Tourin' sharin' stages with loved ones 'cause that's the way he is My mama called to see if we safe and told me she pray we is And I am to my fans what Tom Brady is to the Patriots Satan's nemesis spittin' lyrics which you can benefit To you it's only bars I just wish you knew the significance Life sentences they don't know how much time I spent with it I learnt it like an instrument practice made me magnificent Spoke about my pain and my struggles that's how I strengthen it Was willin' to go broke I put all my dollars and cents in it Took a break from shinin' and buyin' all that expensive shit Became beneficent now fuck nigga come try to blemish it Always kill the devil quickly when you find him God strong came from them trenches straight out the bottom I put my niggas on 'cause I love 'em they know I got 'em They got their bars up on their own I ain't gotta spot 'em Squad drippin' sauce I bet some of you wanna rob 'em Same niggas hatin' they fakin' want me to sign 'em Pistols in designer if there's ever a problem We slide in with them mags on you pussies it's not a condom Niggas thought this shit was just rap up until I popped one Like Tony wasn't frontin' that day he said he had shotgun Gotta keep one on me know I can go any day boy Slidin' hollow tips in the clips I can't wait to spray boy Magazines full of them bitches see I don't play boy Leave a nigga reekin' for thinkin' he Theon Greyjoy When hope is lost don't ever bail on your team Don't Doubt The God and stand firm like you settin' the screen There's just one version of the truth you need to question your king Sky's the limit went from livin' in the 'jects to my dream So fresh and so clean it's cool to have a necklace that blings But real leaders teach us lessons while they blessin' their teams To live is to grind we all on different missions to rise Visualizin' bein' on top I'm gon' stay willin' to climb And none of us would value life if God didn't limit the time We talk to clouds with hopes the ones we lost still live in the skies You gotta show the Lord you're thankful when you're given this time Success is proof that you've evolved and mastered difficult times And no fish don't get to the bait because they missin' my lines Maybe later in life when you mature you'll get it in time No one can ever mention bars without mentionin' mine So sick with the rhymes that every lyric pickin' ya mind Some think that all they gotta do is pray for the best Always lookin' for a shortcut and a way to finesse King's vision time's tickin' I ain't waitin' for next Just like a fuckin' Chess game bitch I'm chasin' the check I'm an artist hoe they on it we get praises the best I told them put they money up like we was makin' the bet Gon' make 'em regret always be real and make 'em respect Don't get discouraged people tend to love to hate on the best My wisdom's unique do you and let the critics critique 'Cause lions don't concern themselves with the opinions of sheep Even my haters takin' notes and got my shit on repeat It's gettin' deep like brother Malcolm out here givin' a speech Gifted with intentions of redemptions such as healin' the weak Put God first and never give up when you feelin' defeat Be willin' to see don't be another prisoner sleep Life is a bitch and people change like that bitch named Mystique Embracin' the pain my nigga I was raised in the rain Now I'm breakin' up chains and I'm changin' the game I do this with my eyes closed drive a hater insane Me and God give 'em Hell like Undertaker and Kane And I don't depend on no man got that from my old man My mama told me no woman wants them a broke man Came a long way sleepin' counties hearin' them doors slam Used to be the dope man every day I sold grams Nowadays it's different my pockets fatter than Roseanne Big paper I got that bag on me like the postman Still prayin' daily receivin' blessings in both hands Armed with two sticks in this bitch I feel like a snowman Dead bodies all on your block I turn it to ghost land FGE the shit bitch you better get with the program And every barbarian niggas out there think I'm Conan Mimic when I lead on 'em missions to succeed Like a fuckin' backbreaker nigga this is what they need Punchlines like Apollo nigga this is for my creed Meaning this is for my seeds I just hope you takin heed Pray every day knowin' Satan waitin' for you to fall I give praise to God because that's who helped me get through it all Shawty bad as hell yeah check out that bitch body Everything so perfect love the way she ride me Baby girl be styling these hoes trynna copy Hella niggas jocking but she only want my D Shawty bad as hell yeah check out that bitch body Everything so perfect love the way she ride me Baby girl be styling these hoes trynna copy Hella niggas jocking but she only want my D She know that I'm famous and my pockets guapy She know everywhere I go that forty right beside me We be getting money I'm Clyde and she Bonnie Every time I'm driving shawty tryna top me She know I like it sloppy she eat me like broccoli Get back to the crib flex I'm flashy and cocky I beat that pussy up yeah I feel like I'm Rocky Titties in my face yeah every time she ride me Shawty bout that ass and ride me fast just like a Rarri I love the way she roll and pop that pussy like a molly She don't know no spanish but she call me Papi Bend over and look back lil mama you know where to find me Shawty bad as hell yeah check out that bitch body Everything so perfect love the way she ride me Baby girl be stylin these hoes trynna copy Hella niggas jocking but she only want my D Shawty bad as hell yeah check out that bitch body Everything so perfect love the way she ride me Baby girl be stylin these hoes trynna copy Hella niggas jocking but she only want my D Even if you didn't know she so wet I can swim doe I beat it up like Kimbo she blow me like indo All the home girls nosey she tell em we just friends doe I feel like I'm Stephan she my Lauren Winslow My baby be styling everything designer She know she my rider you won't find no bitch finer Hate when I'm on the road but she love when I'm inside her I'm who she make time for I whip it out she climb up Pin her to the wall yeah something like a poster Then lay her on the bed and do that pussy like I'm suppose to I pull her hair and choke her she love the way I stroke her I pull out no holster and then I super soak her Shawty bad as hell yeah check out that bitch body Everything so perfect love the way she ride me Baby girl be stylin these hoes trynna copy Hella niggas jocking but she only want my D Shawty bad as hell yeah check out that bitch body Everything so perfect love the way she ride me Baby girl be stylin these hoes trynna copy Hella niggas jocking but she only want my D She love to ride it So go on ride inside it Make love inside it You a pussy you get popped no janitor I keep the mop That bitch on me when I shop so come my way like Fetty Wap I slide for real I'm on your heels when I pull up no ankle socks It's going down relax a nigga like Yung Joc straight at his top Grew up in the 'jects we use to hoop on them crates Gang banging and holdin' up rakes Start movin' that weight was gettin' it from outer state I chose the hustle to escape While getting this cake I had to kill a few snakes I took my crookeds with my straights hero with no cape While making sure my people straight I came out on top like a tank Now bitch i'm the best it is not up for debate Always drop and crack like a vase more views that a wake I got what they want like a safe my ex on my dick Triple H No I'm not her man but sometimes my belt got a H My swagger from outer space My new bitch is perfect just right for me like I'm Drake I eat that pussy like steak She bad to the bone she send naked pics to my phone She keep my dick hard as a stone Gettin' head on my throne she lick a nigga no Patron Then slide on that D like a zone I'm fly like a drone I got to the top on my own I didn't sell my soul to get known Don't come at me wrong you can get smoked like a bong Then get yo ass put in my song Two guns on my waist big clips like Deandre and Blake I slid through his home like his base He ran like a race Then bullets came out his face I got out I might shoot like i'm ace Check out my drip whole bunch of Gs on my kicks I look like I hit a lick I put my niggas on now my team inside like a pig We on fire we lit call us Bic I killed your homie like the Knicks I told you i'm with the shits thirty in my clip I upped it and blew like a crip But I'm Donatello with that stick These niggas slaves these niggas sellin' they souls These labels pimpin' they hoes Dyeing they hair these niggas looking like trolls Right now they gettin' exposed You're not a boss you niggas do as you're told For the right price you will fold I know that I'm cold I'm bodying them like a robe I just go in I'm like doors I stay in my mode bitch I stay grippin' that pole I don't let go like While on the road we caught a case with a pole It got dropped because none of us told Big faces I be thumbin' through My squad get money too A bunch of Gs on my fuckin' belt and my luggage too Take your bitch fuck her from the back Her dreams coming true I fucked her good and she told all her friends They wanna fuck me too I put my faith In god and my gun I don't trust none of you Had heat on me while I sat in class but it wasn't summer school I shot niggas in these fucking streets then ball like Uncle Drew I pop these pussies pill out on these bitches he Cliff Huxtable Said I don't need a deal I make money moves Said I don't gotta sign bitch I'm comfortable If I see you and I don't speak well that means I don't fuck with you They never thought it would happen this rappin' stuff Was facing cases because I got caught with gats and stuff My haters thought I wouldn't elevate from that trappin' stuff And fuck twelve they want me back in the back with cuffs God knows my needs that's why I never ask for much I work for mine I swear I never had good luck My past was rough my moms was high my dad was drunk Start baggin' up I used to feed my mattress bucks Rap god a.k.a. hip hop's asthma pump Don't pass I'm clutch I'm gladiator Maximus About my bills when I spit like I'm Daffy Duck Expose the truth then turn and tell your pastor church They want beef until I give 'em what they askin' for They ratchet tucked Bruce Wayne the way we maskin' up We ride with straps you niggas better fasten up I keep the pump in my whip like I'm gassin' up That's big sticks when we slide and we don't pass the puck The only time they want smoke is when you pass the blunt We on your lawn with them choppas like your grass gettin' cut I blast I bust you die you just got whacked and touched Your bitch in heat She say she want me bad as fuck The head was good Deep throat like a giraffe and stuff She gagged and sucked Bitch damn near made me crash my truck The ass was pumped I did my thing I smashed I fucked And you ain't winning if you spendin' more than stackin' up If you ain't mastering the math of your cash you'll flunk I'm in my bag bitch don't ever think I'm packin' up Way before the rappin' bitch I was trappin' I used to touch bands I got to that bag from the floor just like a dustpan How is there so much creativity up in one man Giving kids food for their thoughts I feel like a lunch man Niggas spent their last on a pair of shoes with a jumpman Feeling like a mill when he walk he must be a Bucks fan And I'm no longer stuffing pounds in the duffle son I stay on you 'cause I care to see you smile and I love you If you don't add to the big picture you won't value the puzzle Please teach your kids that life is awesome Sometimes allow 'em to struggle And if they spend more than they stack Then they won't value the hustle If you can't nip shit in the bud and push then how you the muscle Huh Boss shit call up my hitters and tell 'em tell fam Hop out put that strap to his head like he Quailman Replace the hammers used and then pay him after they nail fam What you know about killers comin' dressed as a mailman My homie told me I really don't think they ready fam I bet he drop when I roll up on him just like the jelly fam We cuttin' I put that on my blood just like a band-aid We comin' 'round that bitch blowing at you faster than fan blades See I just wanna see every one of my mans paid Mama in the mansion relaxing don't need a damn thing Drinkin' lemonade with her feet up under the damn shade Niggas didn't wanna believe me until them bands came Knowing when I go in I'm known to go on a rampage Madness written all over they faces like Macho Man shades It's like ever since I got my bag right All these bitches wanna act nice It's money over bitches I'm pimpin' 'em like a Cadillac Bitches know I'm lit yeah I got 'em drippin' like candle wax Thinkin' 'bout the top reachin' for my belt like a ladder match He say he want smoke plus his bitch on my pipe I had to crack Rap god baby my lyrics could cure cataracts Niggas lucky that you don't battle rap The fake be flippin' sides for that money just like an acrobat The real ones gonna ride through them ups and downs Like a camel's back One life in God's house Ain't no second life where the attic at From the struggle I had to grind to get out my habitat Orange and green buds by the pound It's looking like Apple Jacks Four hundred forty-eight When I package that clients back to back Matter of fact only you pussy niggas get mad at facts I put that on my sons it ain't really nothin' to have you whacked If Kris Kross he can get thirty up out they Daddy Mac That's thirty for you haters I'm shooting tell 'em come hack-a-Shaq Pictures with my kids in my cribs ain't no need to caption that Ain't nothin' like the hugs from your cubs When they know they daddy back My daughter mother strapped twenty-two in that Gucci fanny pack Plus I dropped a bag on her kicks nigga that's hacky sack Labels ain't controllin' us ballin' like no one's holdin' us Every line's potent that's why they come get they dope from us And this is not a brothel I promise you ain't no hoe in us Big choppas takin' off tops that's can openers Teflon in my jacket I'm Spawn with that ratchet Put pawns in a casket who wants to get it crackin' I'm a hundred like Wilt tell your nigga he ain't built If he act rowdy I'ma pipe her then that nigga gettin' killed Skrrt off up in traffic bitch I'm smooth like silk Left him wet and what came out that forty cal wasn't milk Know your part go home if you ain't goin' hard The coldest art that's ripping rappers' souls apart Came from the bottom I ain't going back like Rosa Parks These other rappers don't compare to me like Noah's Ark It ain't nothin' but that bullshit on shorty brain Don't think that shorty playin' look how shorty came 'Cause they know he don't give a fuck they know that shorty wild Only two words that he know that's forty cal Thirty clip extended if he feel offended Shorty squeezin' that trigger til that mutha fucka empty That's just how he do it he know what he doin' Once he off that forty ain't no talkin' bitch he shootin' Tear drops all in his face and in his trigger fingers All he need is his forty and his trigger fingers Fuck a fuck nigga and fuck what that nigga thinkin' Come to his spot and air him out leave that nigga stinkin' It ain't nothin' but that bullshit on shorty brain Don't think that shorty playin' look how shorty came You see that thirty clip up off that forty hang He tatted up like tunechi stay up in some gucci Prolly in a black wing he hop up out that hooptee Then he get excited 'cause you niggas look like groupies All you niggas pussy watch that forty cal eat coochie Where shorty from my nigga everyday is doomsday So he stay with that forty like they roommates Hit up the block and let that mutha fuckin tool spray And leave all you niggas lyin' April fool's day He be on that killa shit shorty far from innocent You know what the business is one of yo niggas been a vic Right now you fuckin with a nigga that don't give a fuck Ain't talkin phone numbers when I say shorty hit em up It's three-hundreds you already know what they're about Two steps find out his whereabouts and air him out Now he flexin' on you niggas Arnold Schwarzenegger Try to reach for shorty chain watch my forty bang It ain't nothin' but that bullshit on shorty brain Don't think that shorty playin' look how shorty came From the land of the dark play it smart or yo' ass get popped Gotta roll with the pole in the van with the bros totin' Glocks Had to grind to the top non-stop now we got shit locked Pounds of that loud is what I was investing in Ambitious as I've ever been I sold specimens while I was fly like a pelican Rap god you know how I'm rockin' the devil keep knockin' I try not to let him in I give hell to the demons that's meddlin' only a fool talk shit with no evidence They sick in the head like ring worms and speakin' the truth is the medicine Kidnap em for questionin' then watch him go nuts in the trunk like an elephant He gon' talk David Letterman while you beg for yo' life don't insult my intelligence Make you open yo' mouth stick my weapon in light your shit up I think I'm Thomas Edison Started off in my dad's house then to the trap house once I started getting that cash out Garbage bags full of weight but to my next door neighbors look like I was takin' the trash out Turn my pain and my struggle into hustlin' bubble now I got that bag now I get paid just to spazz out lyrics so hot when I made them thank god I didn't pass out What's your IQ in the streets what you gon do with this beef Think everything cool you gon see better learn how to move with the heat I lay right by my tool when I sleep ready to put two in a creep Then they cover you up with sheets link back up with my crew then we eat Bitch I'm a maverick used to do magic with a pencil and a tablet Now I got it mastered my craft is vast and shapeless these haters can't grasp it I been had that bag bitch all up in traffic flipping money like gymnastics If shit got as dry as a desert no joke couple niggas got poked like a cactus Man I'm too galactic never lost focus real niggas they don't get distracted Haters not in my bracket they gon need Jesus themself and a whole lot of practice They think they gon' come up off dissing me They cannot fuck with me lyrically I make whoever hear me remember me I black out then I go on a killing spree I got bars like they sentence me no penitentiary I know these fuck niggas sick of me My forty-five got a lemon squeeze I be swaggin' like I come from Italy I told bro and em get money by any means Then show them what I meant like parentheses I made Benjamin Franklin sprint to me we so close you would think he's some kin of me Oh yeah I had some friends turn to enemies then I turned Two-face into Mr. Freeze I showed up but I didn't show no sympathy Pussy niggas got smoked like a chimney I come from the land where it's dark at Had to learn how to swim where them sharks at They sell rocks on the blocks all while dodgin' the cops totin' Glocks and the opps who we spark at This is that call from your plug saying the drought is over I'm gods most ruthless and wildest soldier my style ferocious While y'all was drinking and y'all was smoking this child was sober Spitting more fire on tracks than dragons with halitosis Flood in the game like the rain that never showered Noah Piling my dough up them pounds was coming from South Dakota Had garbage bags of that loud as strong as the foulest odor Had a long road to success that bitch wasn't right around the corner Know times got hard I still vowed to blow up like loud explosions While counting dough up stood next to sinners like power forwards From West street niggas get murdered before they child will grow up With hopes he'll come back like Jesus but highly doubt he'll show up Hustled with homies from high school fell out and now it's over Used to love whips with big rims so haters we towered over All white seats inside the Chevy looking like powdered donuts You should've seen how the crowd would go nuts They bow before us I used to dream of being paid like this I Got hella tracks that I done slayed like this I Never thought I'd get out that maze like this Ain't never changed up Montana always stayed like this see These other rappers they ain't made like this no You gotta read to turn the page like this All praise the god they ain't know that he made grenades like this And niggas hate but even Jesus had days like this So much Fire in the Church the choir had a heatstroke Youngin' got the streets sewed let my haters deep-throat Forty in my pea-coat slide on em' like a ski slope Change em' like a remote place em' in that deep hole Right now I'm in beastmode it's like I got a cheat code I see another side of the door just like a peephole I keep my guard up 'cause God ain't the author I wear my pain like it's armor my battles just made me smarter A murderer like my father two straps on me like a farmer Clip to your head like a barber I bus yo ass like a charter Come back around like I'm karma then witnesses gettin' slaughtered Take off like dearly departure flow hard that bitch need a carpet I got a lil bitch from Spartus slid in her walls like a charger Plus I can have a Minaj with two sisters like I was Roger Yeah both of them wanna do me they sweat a nigga like Coogi One black the other one mixed call em' bitches Scooby and Snoopy Got groupies tryna pursue me I'm good I'll pass on that coochie Plus lust is the death of duty I'm grindin' till God remove me When it's go time I blow mine I'll be in and out in no time And that newspaper gon' cosign that I shows up when it's showtime I'll kill your ass and then say shit like God said it was your time I was gettin' money way before rap I was hustlin' movin' dro packs And I made a decision I lost all my mother's conditions while I never sold crack Only givin' truth tell em' hoes that Touchin' more souls than a doormat And I wonder where my life would be if God wasn't on the side of me Responding to me quietly enhancing my psychiatry I fight demons daily baby Satan's still my rivalry Declinin' all his bribery the lord would never lie to me Fact was in the argument and you don't have to die to see I've broadened my horizon like I'm watchin' from the highest tree My words hold the truth I got shit locked just like a diary I put my own self on nigga I should get a finder's fee This world is cold I'm pourin' more restorin' souls applyin' heat The more we know the more we blow now picture hip-hop minus me They hate behind my back tip-toe and whisper while the giant sleeps My videos they spy and creep see me show love and try to speak God told my squad it's time to eat I can't help who ain't grind with me All honesty and modesty all while I built my dynasty What lies beneath disguised as sheep the wisest beast surprise it's me Defined elite designed with ink my fine physique looks kind of Greek My minds unique sometimes discrete and I just want the blind to see That God does not have hiding spots so nigga this ain't hide and seek You only pray to God when you want something so your bond is weak I pray to tell him thank you just for blessing me beyond belief Like him I'm who they dyin' to meet play games with me that price is steep I'm sleepin' them like private suites he'll get shot Hepatitis B Like anything with value nigga what's on the inside is key Righteously I try to be shine light on that side of me I spit what I take in can't keep it down like fuck who tryna sleep Plus Fire in the Church just dropped and every rapper died this week Shawty go nuts she go crazy I got these bitches wet 'cause I'm wavy They wanna go half on a baby I can't fuck with you bitch you fugaze I will drip on a bitch like I'm raining I got guns like I'm up in the navy Keep 1 on me like Tracy McGrady Dirty dancin' bitch I'm Patrick Swayze Ak-47 spit yo whip doing flips Lots of bananas in my hammers I got fruity clips Wet em up and leave em soaked I got too much drip It can't fit down your bitch throat I got too much dick Slide on ice like a sled with em Bout to ball on these hoes like I cut off my dreads nigga I will crack like an egg nigga Bad yellow chick let her ride me like pegs nigga Fuck with me end up dead nigga Put a cap to yo chest like you sayin the pledge nigga Or wake up with this tray in your face with no time to say grace This that breakfast in bed nigga They say I was a menace like Dennis is Came a long way from trappin and hittin licks Makin moves so my family can benefit Even the paralyzed say that they feelin this No Bruce Jenner fool nigga you been a bitch And your girl treat my dick like it's licorice First she blow me and then I slide in bitch I been in that game like my name Sega Genesis If you start with a gangster I'll finish it Put an end to shit then I'll act innocent I come through with the Glocks to put you in a box I'm not UPS but I be sending shit If I fly through your crib then I'm giving your whole family boxes like I was Saint Nicholas Up this ratchet it savage like Randy I keep that bitch with me like her name Elizabeth Shawty go nuts she go crazy I got these bitches wet 'cause I'm wavy They wanna go half on a baby I can't fuck with you bitch you fugaze I will drip on a bitch like I'm raining I got guns like I'm up in the navy Keep 1 on me like Tracy McGrady Dirty dancin' bitch I'm Patrick Swayze Niggas act Where the Oscar Gangsta imposta Better stop lyin Mufasa He don't know how I creep and I pop up Or how I think I'm a three headed monsta All my guns they got kick ain't no soccer All my bullets gon sing like the opera I come through with this choppa When it go Bracca It turn your brains into pasta My broski just sold me a fresh Glock Green light on that bitch like an xbox I pull up and hop out no rest stop And then I throw bullets like Prescott I keep a bandana like xPac Bandanas and guns like I'm Rambo I never run out of ammo I got more soul than a dance floor No bitch I cannot be your man though You know I stay lit like a candle Twenty bands up in my pants ho I got my dough up like a lambo From the slaughterhouse boy I will slaughter you Bangers and bitches on me when I'm walking through You get wet like Poseidon when I come through Slide and your death will be so mythological I got bodies so watch who you talking to Those who play will get changed like an audible I put all of you up in an article Then go sauce on your bitch honey barbecue So shawty go nuts she went crazy She was cleaning my pipe tryna drain me Money changing but I'm still the same me When them fuck niggas die boy they blame me Shawty go nuts she go crazy I got these bitches wet 'cause I'm wavy They wanna go half on a baby I can't fuck with you bitch you fugaze I will drip on a bitch like I'm raining I got guns like I'm up in the navy Keep 1 on me like Tracy McGrady Dirty dancin' bitch I'm Patrick Swayze I decided to dedicate myself to hip-hop And to everyone that's a product of it No need to worry 'Cause I'm here now I speak the truth I'm the one they wanna hear now Yes I'm the one These rappers fear now I'm here to save the game Baby gone n wipe ya tears now No need to worry 'Cause I'm here now I speak the truth I'm the one they wanna hear now Yes I'm the one These rappers fear now I'm here to save the game Baby gone n wipe ya tears now My conscious told me Come like this and bring that pain wit'cha Keep faith in God and make sure that you keep that thing wit'cha You got a purpose Don't sit around like these lame niggas Y'all ain't the same Jus' 'cause y'all came from the same trenches If they ain't fight in that fire Stand in that rain wit'cha Then they ain't wit'cha Don't let 'em get on that plain wit'cha Make sure the ones you call Broski Nem on that same mission Stay alive and stay focused Stay out that cage nigga Heart of a hustler It's pumpin all in ya veins nigga Don't smoke or drink But yo' high is when you on stage nigga Remain humble And blow up like a grenade hit'cha And never change No matter how hard the fame hit'cha No need to worry 'Cause I'm here now I speak the truth I'm the one they wanna hear now Yes I'm the one These rappers fear now I'm here to save the game Baby gone n wipe ya tears now No need to worry 'Cause I'm here now I speak the truth I'm the one they wanna hear now Yes I'm the one These rappers fear now I'm here to save the game Baby gone n wipe ya tears now I liberate when I illustrate On my tribulations When I go in penetration Triggers yo' stimulation Long as I'm feeding my brain It ain't no limitation The greatest flow in the building I'm hip-hop's renovation My day one homie jus told me Tony don't give me Nathan It feels amazing just seeing One of my niggas make it And then I thanked him For being loyal and never changing Remaining true and not being One of them niggas hatin' I came a long way from rappin' Inside of niggas basements Promised my girl Ima get us up out this situation Cut back on sinning And changed the way I was living So my sons ain't have to come see they daddy in prison visitations No need to worry 'Cause I'm here now I speak the truth I'm the one they wanna hear now Yes I'm the one These rappers fear now I'm here to save the game Baby gone n wipe ya tears now No need to worry 'Cause I'm here now I speak the truth I'm the one they wanna hear now Yes I'm the one These rappers fear now I'm here to save the game Baby gone n wipe ya tears now Hip-hop ain't never seen such They gon' remember his wrapping Like he was he was King Tut Yo' favorite rappers couldn't match me if they teamed up It's FGE bitch we take pictures wit our Wings Up I took the shot I had to take to put my team up I pushed some packs and made racks And let them things bust Flow like the Devil with sickle-cell That's sick as hell Rap God gone bless you And rescue you like I'm Chip n Dale Hip-hop ain't dead Watch me save that bitch with my hard drive It's only right 'Cause she saved me from all my hard times I can't forget you My heart and soul's what I give you Uplift you with what I been through And when U gone I'm gon' miss you No need to worry 'Cause I'm here now I speak the truth I'm the one they wanna hear now Yes I'm the one These rappers fear now I'm here to save the game Baby gone n wipe ya tears now No need to worry 'Cause I'm here now I speak the truth I'm the one they wanna hear now Yes I'm the one These rappers fear now I'm here to save the game Baby gone n wipe ya tears now I Just I just beat another gun case Now I can do shows outside the United States I got shit locked it in the a motherfucking safe Paper on paper like a nigga tryna trace Gorillas with me and they love me they gone spray But imma say I pray this cake don't turn my apes up into snakes Let me find out I will not miss you I'm not case 'Cause I'm gonna shoot you right up in your fuckin' face Niggas always run they mouth and wanna hate I'm taking all them bitches out elimi-date Get outta line I bet this forty set him straight This bitch got kick free my nigga Kevin Gates My gun be singing it be spittin' like its Drake Mashed potato on the barrel then I spit after it bake Campaign champagne when this thirty pop off Forty bang blood drippin' down his clothes Scott Hall And you know I'm squeezing triggers until all my opps fall For life I got bars I'm not Ray I'm not Claude And my broski 'nem up next like I'm Lonzo I ball Eating good and i put that on everything hot sauce Don't act like I'm not God hope my flow is not flawed Every bar is rock hard bitch my lyrics drop jaws Ever since I was a pup I knew I'd be top dog Man you rappers not raw hang it up like dropped calls Bitch Im' the truth don't run no game you can't finesse Panda Express we cookin' cats I'm like the chef I will Tec-9 up if he get jazzy like he Jeff And i ain't perfect hell yeah I done been in trouble before Up in a jungle with bro we used to hustle and flow Ain't shit to catch a body I done caught a couple before Man its the drug deal killer still juggle the flow Up in the rental with a pistol and a bundle of dough Bad bitch on me want to put that monkey on me like Aladdin I'm fly and my dick gigantic she want the pipe like an addict Blew on me Orlando Magic thats gettin' top like an attic Rap God bitch I just did the Race Its more than this rap shit my nigga Niggas better recognize Know what fucking time it is man Shit Imma just kill they ass too And I been hearing all that sneakdissing I told bro don't trip let me get him They just mad 'cause we hot now FGE is all they talm bout Tony told me world is ours now So all you suckas gotta starve now Y'all gone make me bring the block out Hop out with the moptop Tear your block down Now you know shorty with the shit And with this forty I don't miss I'm in the trap working out my wrist Bitch I'm paid in full Ho I think I'm Mitch I got money I got guns I might shoot some shit up just for fun Fuck wrong with these niggas They don't know that I'm Nick Cannon with that drum I'm duckin' the feds Still strapped with my Glock 'cause the opps want me dead Fucked up in my head Got shot in the neck but now that nigga dead You heard what I said You think this a game Well come on and play it I'm hoppin' out sprayin' I pop tops like a can Leave your mama prayin' If I can get next to you then I can get next to If you don't got my bands then someone gettin' stretched again Kickin' in a door lifting up my pole then I'm steppin' in I get that that click clack got kickback 3 ninjas If he in the crowd when that fifty spit then don't get whacked he injured I wish niggas would I swing choppers like lumberjacks then timber If your foot soldiers want war then I'm gon' send shells that's Splinter A lot of choppin' and flippin' These niggas poppin' like bitches If they say let's ride then I'ma slide and it's bang bang Savage with a dollar sign 'cause I'm runnin' up a check But when I shoot bang bang nothin' but the net Thirty in the clip and it got one up in the net I'm aiming at you turnin' up television set Pull up on your block tinted windows black paint Come up with my jacket double breasted Max Payne Finna kill a brother like I'm Abel and Kain Smoke 'em like some Jane All black like Bruce Wayne Then I take off like a plane His homie said look out like a window when it bang These shots got no fatigue it's too late it hit his brain Homie tried to run no synonym yeah he get the same I blow like Cain caught him with the range left him by his range I probably hit his main then I rock the shirt say I feel the same Shorty it's not a game shoot him like a picture put him in a frame I make bitches in your city scream like Sidney when they trip If you see me come get with me if you really with the shits I don't internet like Drizzy and Meek Milly with this shit Curtis Jackson in my ratchet I got fifty in my clip If I give your ass a day you won't live to see the fame You want to explain but I want to see your brains Been there done that you don't want none of that Cock my gun back let it bang I be with a bunch of crooks nigga One in the neck like a crook nigga When I come around open up a round like a hook nigga Slide on them squares like a rook nigga All headshots yearbook nigga Blowin' like a ref with this fuckin' tec Like a fuckin' chef I cook niggas Body bag him up like some kush nigga Wet that pussy up that's douche nigga Got your day one homies all shook nigga Now they talkin' 'bout he was a good nigga Whatchu know 'bout standing in the cold waitin' 'Bout to give it to him like a donation Gun clappin' like a standing ovation Been droppin' niggas no probation Every time I come around your city bang bang I put in that work young nigga livin' his dreams I came out them trenches like Sting Remember them days when I used to sit on them swings And watch niggas dealin' to fiends They served to my mama wish I had a burner to pop 'em You don't know the feeling it brings I feel like the Hulk I used to have rips in my jeans But I had to get to the green I swallowed the odds because I'm anointed with God The devil can't get in between Gripping my chrome while I sit on my throne Tell them niggas come on ain't no killin' the king You'll die in the summer for talking that shit in the spring So fall down like you sipping that lean If you ain't from here you the visiting team You gon' leave in a stretcher ain't no limousine Brace yourself for the truth it may hurt a bit The good thing about pain is you learn from it Make sure your desire survives through the fire The disappointment and discouragement Better move like you know what your purpose is Never say die learn to fly through that turbulence Stop placing the blame you say it's God's But really you don't know whose word it is Gotta know who the serpent is know they oppress us That bitch got more game than a tournament In the church is the prayer from your preacher That's program gets paid to perform at the services If it ain't ether cancel it verses ain't tampered with Rap god and my word is permanent I pack heat in my head like a perm in it So you know how I roll like a percocet One thing for certain is whoever purchased this Gone say it's worth it he murdered it Don't forget so we know what we working with If they try it we riot like Ferguson Earthquake so I step on your stomping grounds When it come to my kids I don't fuck around Do whatever to not hear they stomach growl Play with mine you gon' learn how that thunder sounds Bitch you better be real good at ducking down Before you know what it's like to sleep underground If you'd like then my forty could dumb it down I'm so cold I could cool any summer down Took my time gave it thought like a chess move Weigh my options then go make my best move I do this shit for my fam I took that shot for my blood like a flesh wound Never answering questions no press room Talking foul might get hit with this tech soon So don't get me pissed 'cause I'll go do that shit And then go wash my hands like a restroom Give your bitch the business like a manager Pussy pink beat it up 'til it's lavender How I fuck she gon' think he was amateur I don't smoke I don't drink I got stamina I'm a boss I got all of the sauce So these hoes in my face want a taste like a sampler Tell my haters they not my of caliber I get checks on you squares like a calendar Bitch I ate off the web no tarantula Dragon spit now I'm rich as a Lannister I am killing all rappers it's massacre When I drop yo' Baywatch like she Pamela Better get out or dodge I ain't talkin' 'bout cars When I tell you I'm whippin' all challengers I held onto the Lord and I felt the support Every step of the way like a banister Life's a bitch but I know how to handle her I stay strapped down to ride like a passenger And I'm good with the mop and if I spot a opp I hop clean on his ass like a janitor So you better wise up 'cause it's overdue Be a fan of reality know the truth Go look far and look deep like an ocean view But be cautious when they cannot show you proof When it seems like it's hell that you going through And them devil's demons got a hold of you Gotta let ambition take control of you Watch God open that door and then show for you So just embrace the pain And smile in the face of the rain When them clouds coming over you And watch who you selling to not only that man You gotta watch who's on that boat with you And if they didn't roll with you Don't let them roll with you Listen I do not mean smoke with you And it don't mean a nigga won't snitch Just because he was broke with you And he would blow for you I've seen niggas tell on they homies Just 'cause they'd feel better If it was the both of you And yeah you love your family and friends But sometimes it's important To let them hear no from you I stay ready whenever I'm rolling through When a snake has no options he'll go for you Rap god I'm goat to you bringing that dope to you You niggas wish that I wrote for you Started rapping with bro like we Outkast Do a show then I feed my account cash I came up off the floor like a bounce pass So don't call me unless it's about cash I'm fucking eating no Ramadan I fucked a Muslim on Ramadan I was trapping wasn't working no nine to five The pizza I was selling wasn't no Papa John's Selling with my niggas like I'm a star Guns and drugs was the shit that we idolized I stay ready to blow and this shit not for sure Bitch I fire up this pole then I'm popping mine No talking no sparking there's blood everywhere So you already knowing what's popping slime I'll teach you a lesson with my Mac-10 Boy don't make me take you to Columbine Y'all know how I'm rocking My rocket got thirty-four haters I'm Hakeem Olajuwon When I slide I'ma blow like a hockey ref Put his ass in the box if he out of line Rap god the phenomenon God is my confidant I'm way too smart to run out of lines You'll never see me like Conor McGregor vs Mayweather in the octagon I just take names like a dotted line then go kill everyone I could find Niggas don't wanna see me like father time pulling up in that van like a soccer mom Sliding drums in my guns when it's choppa time then I let that bitch sing like it's Chaka Khan My K waving hello I stay with the metal was raised in the ghetto I ain't finna settle I came here to bless you Let's pray for the devil he ain't on my level Moment of silence let's pray for the blind Someone you never met is who made up your mind See the way you designed ain't the way of the wise And the way you designed ain't the way to survive It's either one of two things Jesus Christ ain't ever coming or he just like taking his time Told you earthlings to obey your earthly master Boy you don't see the hate in the lies And to fear him and tremble as if he was Christ That ain't godly that's Satan disguised Pussy ass niggas saying I ain't got no bodies haha They gonna make me go back to the old me Mask off you niggas mad soft I shoot em up like a rocket blast off Im on your ass after I blast I do the dash and smash off That road is dark asphalt Get nailed like Jesus if your pussy ass cross I see through that shit you talking like a fuckin' glass jaw And you should take a fucking bow you rappers actors Shad Moss The price to win is to go work your ass off If you don't get it I'm gon' it you gon' get yo ass moss'd If you still looking for God well thats because your ass lost He's within you y'all don't get it like a fucking bad toss No longer broke like I just took my cast off Before the fame bitch I been and had sauce Pounds of dro I had to get that gas off I used to pray on the highway that I don't get my ass caught I left the trap took off a rap I splash sauce Two-thousands dollars yeah what my Gucci bag cost Come take a picture I'm so bright that you could take your flash off I treat your bitch like a baton she will get hit then passed off I know you sick and you nauseous Imposters mock us they not us Same niggas always hating always watch us Fuck niggas tryna knock us won't prosper Word to my mom I'm bout drama You won't rob her son I'm not Oscar You niggas sweeter than peach cobbler Space Jam my roster's got monsters Shoot like Spike Lee coming with the choppas Might be slightly off of my rockers Might pop your medulla oblongata Shots turn you flodgers into dodgers Leave you lyin' there dead like Mufasa My lyrics liver like shather Evert beat I touch is gonna get conquered I go unconscious I go bonkers I snap like lobster rap god I got way more flavour than mambas Fly til I die like La Bamba They see my swagger persona Wanna jack it like a bomber My own logo on my joggers Lots of green on me like Blanca My pockets fatter than E Honda I'm about my business come proper Labels can't call me like Shaka My words can heal like a doctor Talking like he gotta steel body Out of arms reach they be real cocky 3 gun cases steel still by me Real tear drops real bodies When I'm poppin his ass like a lil Molly They gon' claim I hit him no Bill Cosby Leave his head red drop dead Fred they gon' think somebody killed Lil Yachty Cut out the flexing you ain't built you ain't a wrestler But kick it off and I'll return it Devin Hester I put that steel on you pussy cats like Sylvester Blowing like a ref like I'm showing them how that tech work Your girl probably never told you I f'ed her She sucked my dick so you know I know how that neck work They way her neck jerk I swear she was an expert I promise I could make her give my crew neck like a sweatshirt Dick-riding obviously you're the expert You probably cum on yourself if I told you lets work And since my name on the song it'll be your best work We are not the same you lame go check my net worth Stop barking nigga Im Jordan Pippin You're pussy ass ain't starting nigga I'm pulling up and parking nigga Hopping out and sparking nigga Cold with the Tommy put a funny nigga on TV like Martin nigga When I cross his ass imma drop his ass then cook his ass James Harden nigga Free my nigga J Real man How we came up from nothing hustlin' now we fly like the Jetsons Ain't it a blessing that we're free and still in each other's presence Yo god thanks for the blessing They locked us up and asked us questions Tried to change the direction My niggas didn't let 'em finess 'em for a fuckin' confession Kick doors in my Timbos uppin' big poles Get smacked with the pistol leave your shit swole Fall back nigga limbo if it ain't ten-fold Pop that pussy like a nympho or a pimp hoe Still reminiscing on them days when I was broke as hell Till I set grams up on the scale yeah I had dro for sale Didn't get high off my supply so I was smoking L's I had shit planned I never thought that I would go to jail Be reading books and doing push-ups in a holding cell Had CO's bringing me bundles of all my open mail I know the system's against us and we supposed to fail The white walkers amongst us youngers is cold as hell They came to my block I was plottin' bitch I was loading shells Brought toys to school inside my bookbag it wasn't show and tell You niggas hate 'cause I'm speaking facts and I'm dope as hell You should've seen them crackers faces when I posted bail Been fighting demons all my life I swear I know 'em well I'll take your life then act surprised if I do go to jail Came from a portal Rap God I'm immortal Tats on my torso got cheese like Digiorno Pockets like bolo whores on me no polo This monster is armed thats on foenem no Goro Leave pussy wet watch me do it no porno Tony always beast and you niggas know that's the mode he in Trippin' splashing sauce on your TV like Nickelodeon Ballin' like I'm Kobe and Mike on 'em like a podium Broski blowin loud like a dynamite no Napoleon Foreign thing all on my dick shawty Cambodian Don't slip I'll come with that mop like a custodian When I show up niggas shut up they don't know what he on His homie played them games with me and now his buddy gone They wanna stand by your side when they know your money long Now watch how many disappear when you tell 'em your money gone Niggas been praying on my downfall Don't cross that line like a foul ball I might have to let a hundred rounds off AK-47 with me it'll kill a clown y'all Wet 'em and dead 'em before I let 'em take my crown off Dreams of killin' twelve turn a pig to a groundhog Too fuckin high and godly to ever be around y'all Flow so deep go over heads I could drown y'all New fans searching for my tracks like a hound dog Didn't have a penny but I done made my family proud y'all Shout out to the home Tee Grizzley too man keep doing your thing man much love And shout out to my squad FGE shit man you already know what it is man Rap God Bitch I'm still loaded with swag Still see polo when I sag I still got dough in the stash Still keep that pole on my lap Your hoe don't know how to act You better hope I don't smash Still gettin' that mufuckin' cash That's why these mufuckas mad Bitch I'm still loaded with swag Still see polo when I sag I still got dough in the stash Still keep that pole on my lap Your hoe don't know how to act You better hope I don't smash Still gettin' that mufuckin' cash That's why these mufuckas mad I be fly till I die like I just jumped out a plane yeah I just go and get the cash why You wonder why it hasn't came yet Though I fly naked in my chain In Ralph Lauren and everythin' Still chasin' bills by the hundred You know some shit doesn't change yeah Fell in before still with em' Kano I hit 'em Won't be no time to forgive 'em They mad and they show all the symptoms Prayin' don't tip 'em or I'll have to fill a prescription Your bitch tryna get her skirt lifted You prolly wonder why she trippin' 'Cause she follow me like an attendant While I drip sauce like a chef in a kitchen Mofuckas mad they soo fuckin' sad It's soo fuckin' funny but don't make me laugh It's still on my lap you still'll get blast I finger the twelve I still hit the gas I'm stealin' the stash I'm still on my way Clockin' that money like I work the cab But bitch I'm an uber don't get in the way of a shooter 'Cause your first time will be your last Pow pow Bitch I'm still loaded with swag Still see polo when I sag I still got dough in the stash Still keep that poll on my lap Your hoe don't know how to act You better hope I don't smash Still gettin' that mufuckin' cash That's why these mufuckas mad Bitch I'm still loaded with swag Still see polo when I sag I still got dough in the stash Still keep that poll on my lap Your hoe don't know how to act You better hope I don't smash Still gettin' that mufuckin' cash That's why these mufuckas mad Strapped up in the whip with my goons Don't get your pic on the news Just spent your rent on my shoes Look like I went to the moon I got polo on my draws Run up this pole'll go off These bitches know I'm a boss They know I'm drippin' with sauce I get dough on the regular Like my pockets I'm breaded up Dress swingin' like the predator Two steps ahead of ya My bitch bad as angelica Bitch I've been poppin' no settin' up Your bitch she frantic She went down I call her titanic Blue on me like captain planet Fuck nigga don't panic That toolie on me no mechanic Klay Thompson with heat no ceramic If it ain't no polo then I'm rockin' my logo Pockets swoler than bolo I walk into my closet See more kicks than a dojo Ya hoe all on my mojo Talk shit that's a no no Hit ya corner in slowmo Then roll up like a yoyo Shots Flicking no photo But once I done nail 'em like flow jo Bet you they won't play no more though Then back to that dough though Bitch I'm still loaded with swag Still see polo when I sag I still got dough in the stash Still keep that poll on my lap Your hoe don't know how to act You better hope I don't smash Still gettin' that mufuckin' cash That's why these mufuckas mad Bitch I'm still loaded with swag Still see polo when I sag I still got dough in the stash Still keep that poll on my lap Your hoe don't know how to act You better hope I don't smash Still gettin' that mufuckin' cash That's why these mufuckas mad She ride it like a stallion When I hit it I be stylin That money keep calling its piling Pop bands baby I don't call it Killin the ref don't get T'd up When we touch down better ease up No trickin just stacking that cheese up No falling i'm balling no ring And it's no denying I flex without trying Your bitch keep eyeing me I'm sick like a virus I'm fly like a pilot I can not hide it Can't you just tell I stay glo'd yea She wanna give me knowledge like an old head And I'm willing to learn just like a smart kid Girl i'm gone rock it like i'm harden Stay fly like an attendant See my team winning no losing no benching I'm never cold stay on that not to fucking mention Got waiting on me in Canada Wanna kiss on my chest because i'm tatted up It's two of them yea one of me Don't matter let's add it up I got them killers right beside me So if you pull it then they shooting like they Spike Lee So if you try yeah Everybody dies yeah She ride it like a stallion When I hit it I be stylin That money keep calling its piling Pop bands baby I don't call it Killin the ref don't get T'd up When we touch down better ease up No trickin just stacking that cheese up No falling i'm balling no ring And it's no denying I flex without trying Your bitch keep eyeing me I'm sick like a virus I'm fly like a pilot I can not hide it When I'm flexin man I drip Mj this is it That black tooly be my bitch Tuck her like i'm Chris I'm gonna fuck her like i'm pissed Keep her no assist In her water like I slipped I swim like a fish Not a hairdresser but I'm stylin Your bitch hitting on me yeah she fouling Got a box up like an island Where you can't see it like violet Shawty talkin bout she wanna stay the night Need it in the morning like coffee I rap and I ball like I'm Lillard These niggas be all in they feelings You say that you ball you just scrimmage You do all that for an image Ice cold yeah that's for ages Gotta nigga feelin like I'm ageless My flexing come in different stages I be turning bitches like pages She ride it like a stallion When I hit it I be stylin That money keep calling its piling Pop bands baby I don't call it Killin the ref don't get T'd up When we touch down better ease up No trickin just stacking that cheese up No falling i'm balling no ring And it's no denying I flex without trying Your bitch keep eyeing me I'm sick like a virus I'm fly like a pilot I can not hide it When I slide on these squares these bitches break they necks Boy I will take your queen like we was playing chess Before we fucking she sucking D Generation X My pistol under my pillow I have the safest sex I got bitches up in Dallas I be styling like a stylist Robin Jeans full of thousands Dripping dressing like a salad I laid her down like a pallet Doggy style it got me growlin She moan I love the way she soundin She can't take it throw the towel in Now when she see me she be smilin Her nigga hating like he Calvin But I done snuck the forty cal in No ref I'm blowin' if they foulin When we touch down bitch it's wings up I got chips I could slide like a Visa Sometimes I go slow then I speed up No cups but your bitch just got D'd up She ride it like a stallion When I hit it I be stylin That money keep calling its piling Pop bands baby I don't call it Killin the ref don't get T'd up When we touch down better ease up No trickin just stacking that cheese up No falling i'm balling no ring And it's no denying I flex without trying Your bitch keep eyeing me I'm sick like a virus I'm fly like a pilot I can not hide it This right here that real rap This beat I'mma kill that My pockets uncle Phil fat 2 gun cases I'm still strapped Yeah it's Montana yeh I'm the one your bitch like I'm your bitch type nigga you that bitch type You wanna go to war you must hate your life life And all that money don't mean shit If I come take your life New world harder i wear heat like the slodder Got gunz inside of your daugther don't fuck around or get slaughtered You niggas say you want beefing i got that murder shit for ya Caught 2 gun cases last year in got christmas all with my lawyerr Bitch I ball like a Hoya Go get brain from LaToya Then go slide dick in her sister I cut that bitch like a butcher All of my niggas is pushers We fucking paid like a hooker You wanna play with a gangster You better be Ashton Kutcher This is more than that rappin This is how this shit happened Round of applause with them choppers Me and my partners be clappin All of my niggas is eating Like Tally pass me a napkin I swear this niggas ise acting Samual Jackson I can like stay bout that action I turn that ass to a fraction If niggas asking I'm whacking It ain't no day that I'm lackin So everyday bitch I'm packin While i hussle and sackin That ratchets under my jackets for niggas thinking about jacking I just up with them popping cop this the day that I'm coppin Real nigga shit try to knock it that bitch blast off like a rocket And bitch i promise i don't play with ya we are not the same nigga You ain't in my lane nigga i've never been no lame nigga No this is not a game nigga i come there where you stay nigga Blow out your fucking brains nigga message to those who hang with ya God knows it ain't shit for me to do they ass the same nigga Got plans around the ocean Yo 'cause some shit just ain't for But nigga you dont wanna see me come out that whip like a genie Spray your ass like graffiti and put that on my next CD My calico be loaded Lux so nigga you gon' get this work I can swag I can surf when I blast you get murked Put his ass in the dirt and now this fag on a shirt That's no joke he got smoked like a bag of that purp You can think you sweet if you want it you can come and try it nigga You're not a rider them Pradas don't come with tires nigga I'll put that heat to yo head hair blow dryer nigga Im Freddy Krueger mixed up with some Micheal Myers nigga Jeepers creepers and Jason yes im the flyest killer And I can back up all this shit that I talk Boy I've been fly for so long I forgot what it feels like to walk And I got super swag I bet you hate mine Your girl all on my dick uh huh she wanna taste mine I get my Gucci belt that bitch ain't gon' waste time Im on my iphone getting head facetime Im at the side I ain't gotta let the nine pop Murder up put the beat in a pine box And as long as im living ima keep killing shit when I spit so never will crime stop They say im hot when im colder than a bomb pop Watch froze you would think I made time stop Chain swinging like its playing for white socks Come with the strap like a fresh pair of hot tops Whip fly like im sitting in the skybox Got eyes wide open like an eyedrop See im over you niggas like a eye dock You niggas couldn't be fly if she sky dropped Watch your chick 'cause the bitches on my cock Better keep an eye on it like a cyclops 'Cause if you dont then she coming back to my spot And ima fuck her like you never could why not A bitch nigga thats the shit I dont like A bunch of pussies acting hard thats what we call dykes Your bitch on the phone like this nigga can't bone right Come get me that long pipe and i'll be in my zone like 'Cause bitch I ball like the one they call mike Thirty shots I let them bitches loose like a dog fight My bars cold nigga Klondike No paper no pen nigga I don't write That beef with me ain't even nice I got big guns no need to fight See my dark side then see the light Nail his ass down Jesus Christ Slide back the doors on that van shooting I'm throwing bullets like Cam Newton I'll Milly Rock when my semi pop And this bitch spitting like Remy Ma Rap God imma warn ya imma bless ya imma teacher When they see your grass is greener fake niggas gone try to team up Yea my pockets Johnnie Cena I get paid off shows and features Before that sold pounds of reefer Use to serve more than Serena I got teardrops on my fingers This bitch sing like Selena Take your block out like its Jenga Then I watch them bitches fall just like August no Alsina I watch the news with all my goons and then we laugh just like hyenas White sheets on them niggas look like I just killed the Klan though Now all his friends and famo bluer than Orlando FGE for life Bitch You know what that stand for And everytime we step we be strapped like a sandal They lock me and foe nem up threw us in that can though I bonded everybody out got us out that jam though They say I stay fly I say I don't know how to land though Don't play no instruments but I be playing with them bandz though Doors up like a lambo this remix for my fans though My merchandise be selling had to ship it like a damn boat His bitch on my dick because she know that I'm the man though She grabbed it like a handle then blew me like a fan though She like the way I fuck I stroke that pussy like a banjo And come up out that water and start bussin like I'm Rambo Muhfuckers mad 'cause I Fuckin' gas Every track I fuckin' spazz Im bodying it like I treat the beat like my punching bag Paper I chase it like that's who I bank with I'm winning I'm eating everyday's a banquet Take notes bitch no waitress I'm cut like I weight lift Fuck twelve and they bracelets My wrist game on cake mix If my gun drawn not erasing shit We got one when that bass hit I put that thirty to em I tote big clips like Blake Griff Bars back to back no Drake diss Im greatness embrace this Fire In The Church bitch My album drop May 6 Got dough my broski nem Bank rolls for my broski nem I done hit the road I done went to shows Hit the same hoes wit my broski nem Never snitch on my broski nem I empty clips for my broski nem Represent for my broski nem My broski nem All these niggas hate 'cause I'm the man I got bands in my hands in my pants It's FGE you wanna see you gotta pay 'em And just to think I started off on fourteen grams I keep heat on me like I'm tryna get a tan So niggas better stay in line just like some crayons Boy don't think I'm playing I'll show you what I'm saying I go Super Saiyan when I up click clack and spray 'em I done ran the streets with my broski nem Hitting licks with my broski nem Trick vicks and even switch chicks And Imma get rich with my broski nem Felt the pain I done felt the rain Been through the cold my broski nem This shit deep and ain't shit sweet Boy you don't know my broski nem I swear I love my broski squad And everywhere we go we toast the squad That's my word All I gotta do is get my broski nem the word Thirty from that forty bet you motherfuckers burn Dirty boys for life we done put niggas in the dirt Put niggas on them shirts yeah And I done stayed down my broski nem Gave pounds to my broski nem You get laid down when I spray rounds Don't play 'round with my broski nem Kicked doors with them fucked hoes with them Boy I had some niggas thought was broski but had ho in them I swear niggas crazy go to jail they try fuck yo BM Police pulled me over with that sack over five-hundreds grams Even though they tried to give me ten ain't tell on broski nem Don't know what they thought this was can't tell on my plug That's my broski he make sure I'm good taught me how to juge Fuck with me yeah I wish you would show your ass what's good Came from the bottom I did what it took all you did was look Now we on and that money's long blowing stupid strong Thotiana say she wanna roll gotta do the bros gang Love and loyalty don't start with me they war with me And before we got through the fog it wasn't hard to see The ones who would stay down if It had to come to making niggas lay down We got it from the playground yeah And the ones still around don't play around they spray around And RIP my broski nem I'm praying hard and still hoping them In silence I spoke for them tuggin' hard on that rope for them Badges off lets toast for them Burn one blow smoke for them Got kids to feed I'm gon' go for them Tryna get it just to give it I'm coaching them And broski nem gon' side ride and die for a nigga Grind cut that pie and give a slice to a nigga yeah And I do the same I know they do no changes It's ingrained until I'm a grave Fuck you mean huh Don't think shit sweet 'cause you see money this shit get ugly My shooters with me be goin dummy my niggas love me We'll drop an opp like we was clumsy my nigga trust me You'll get zipped up just like a onesie my nigga come see Don't think shit sweet 'cause you see money this shit get ugly My shooters with me be goin dummy my niggas love me We'll drop an opp like we was clumsy my nigga trust me You'll get zipped up just like a onesie my nigga come see I know you see all this designer and all this money And I got hoes in other countries that want to fuck me You see the drip but this ain't honey lil' bitch ain't nothin sweet Don't need my bro's I might come one deep and let my gun speak This bitch got kick I call her Chun-Li you'll be the one sleep Get dropped and stretched just like a bungee they'll say it was me And when ya'll see that pussy bleed bitch it ain't no monthly Come to your pad get on your ass boy don't get too comfy Hundred round chopper that bitch hug me I think it love me It just keep shootin' like it's rusty that bitch look lovely And when I tell you I got shotgun it ain't the front seat Armed with that strap just like a junkie come try to touch me Yeah yeah Bitch I keep the pole I come from where it's freezing cold Turn up until my speakers blow At your neck like a sleeper hold Firing TEC's 'til your eyes is shut Sleep but this time you'll keep 'em closed No more dreams and goals and no bitches they'll see you leave a hoe Don't think shit sweet 'cause you see money this shit get ugly My shooters with me be goin dummy my niggas love me We'll drop an opp like we was clumsy my nigga trust me You'll get zipped up just like a onesie my nigga come see Don't think shit sweet 'cause you see money this shit get ugly My shooters with me be goin dummy my niggas love me We'll drop an opp like we was clumsy my nigga trust me You'll get zipped up just like a onesie my nigga come see I got more flavor than a smoothie we keep them toolies Them bitches be at all my shows yeah like a groupie Inside Burberry or this Gucci this shit get spooky I turn your diamonds into rubies with this Uzi That money maker I hope it don't let my money make you Come fuck with mine get a tombstone Undertaker Try and touch me I been on point like a cactus nigga If he feel he ready A.I ain't talkin' 'bout practice nigga When I come across him no question I bet I whack this nigga Caught him in bed and shot him dead air mattress nigga That ain't smart niggas talk like Shannon Sharpe Until I come through after dark with big choppers like a shark It ain't just bars we let 'em swing after we slide just like a park They never thought they'd see this rapper at they necks just like a scarf I'm a dog without the bark He's the Tin-Man with no heart But if he act like Iron Man I'll light his chest up Tony Stark Don't think shit sweet 'cause you see money this shit get ugly My shooters with me be goin dummy my niggas love me We'll drop an opp like we was clumsy my nigga trust me You'll get zipped up just like a onesie my nigga come see Don't think shit sweet 'cause you see money this shit get ugly My shooters with me be goin dummy my niggas love me We'll drop an opp like we was clumsy my nigga trust me You'll get zipped up just like a onesie my nigga come see Come alive in the night like I'm Dracula When I hit the stage I be acting up Fuck whoever hatin' them straps with us Put your whole team on ice like a pack of puff Or we could fight bitch I pack a punch You get bagged you get tagged you could pack your stuff If you knew what I knew bitch you rather run I was born with that fire the dragons son FGE like a buffet All type of flavor bitch all type of taste Everyone eating we all got a plate Sauce we just drip it all over the place Too bright for your light yea I know why you hate Bitches we toss em up like a bouquet Haters can catch it like Beckham you play Then I light your top up just like the new Wraith See I've been seeing dollar signs nigga And what's on the heart of all of my niggas No new brakes I'm on the grind and go make home even if I gotta slide nigga But bitch I ain't runnin' from nothing And ain't up and running for nothing Somebody tell Humpty I dump em It won't be a fake when I pump em Then shoot in they face like a jumper Bitch I be with shooters And their form great I perform great got all these women on me Got million dollar DNA bitch I was born great She want me to call like Barack I'm sharper god damnit you should really know that I'm riding to shoot and then kill go after them bills in all black no Kodak Wet em up no poured on Shoot em up Coach Carter Now everybody in your city they claim that they knew you when you was important But they didn't know you no No You probably should know that I ball ball Your bitch wanna fuck me on tour She want me inside like decor Yeah she see a nigga water all froze So nigga want to do the fucking most See my vision clear like a Blu-ray You can clear me real like a toupee Bitch you know I know your whole crew fake Haters know we eating I made my own plate Dropping crack like my iPhone ain't got no phone case FGE got more cake They're great fuck you cornflakes These labels can't afford me My glory is the lords grace These other rappers fourth place I am uno dos tres Rap God I'm so cold that I could make the devils soul shake And even when I sold weight I always had that on me So if you shoot at me you bet' not miss me like a court date I'm sliding on them pussies except I don't do no foreplay That's killers up in your place Pistols up in your face Dressed in all black with two straps just like a pair of chrome 8s I shoot like Robert Horry I cook em like a gourmet No alert I'm a baller Perform great yea I'm awesome No painter I'm a artist On every track I go the hardest Shawty let me feel the Joseph peach no Keke Ima palm her Cut her good like a barber Beat the pussy I'm a brawler Like a bitch he get backs shot If anybody wanna act hot Big amount like 2 Chainz Now yo ass got some new fame Made my own plate I'm that nigga Eatin' good like a fat nigga Was sleeping on me Snorlax nigga Ain't no time to relax niggas Shooters with me so don't try it I'm bullet blowing like they sighing He don't hit him like he drying Then make room for the sirens He steady blowing up her phone Ima run his mane like a lion Came out on water like a pirate Back to that money I'm the flyest From the bottom nigga I done came a long way Tony told me get your money niggas gone' hate When they see me niggas always got the long face But when I was broke man all you niggas was my homies Bitch I did my own thing I stayed in my own lane You don't want no smoke bitch every line is dope its cocaine Hang around these pussy niggas neck just like a gold chain I'm balling get the rogaine Somebody better hold me Bitches asking questions let em know this ain't no post game Your flame ain't high enough Still I suit up bring them boys to put that lil shit out like a firetruck Speakin' of trucks I'm a monster you talkin' 'bout rollin' better get your tires up No energy services but when I visit your home it's to light it up You love em we tie em up 'Less I feel like their time is up It ain't grade school but we line em up Anything sweet it's some kind of dust While you be with the rats like you Donald Duck It's irrelevant to put the nail on the reason they hatin' us Just know if you pull a hoe reap what you sow like I sold a penny I'm takin' one One after one 'til they payin' up Bodies gon' drop if they get out of hand When this at your ear you gon' hear what I'm sayin' All of that dirt gon' turn into quicksand Too late to get out the shit that you in Set's in yo throat I guarantee you gon' choke Your section don't want no smoke I do a hit blow you away like that dope Ashes to ashes you go You bastards should know FGE bitch I'm just way too fly to land Watch out my chain swing like it's spiderman If you think this shit sweet then come try it fam I'll be sprayin' shit up like a fireman Cookin' em just like a frying pan I bet money that pussy won't try again Tony keep the steel on him like iron man You better hope that my iron jam Got a .40 with a 30 in this bitch and it don't hold back Try to run up ran up on him in the mornin' made that bitch go brrap Try to pull it with my niggas pullin' triggers boy yo ass gon' die All facts no lie put that strap to his neck bowtie Get smoked like a cluck Like asthma I come with that pump Don't get your ass popped like a trunk Flow cold like a hockey rink but I will slide like a puck Pull up sprayin' like I was a skunk I don't give no fuck It's fuck all you niggas like Trump Like Donald bitch you better duck Was runnin' your mouth now you ran out of luck I pull up like a garbage man hop out and dump Don't get your ass slumped Im on these niggas necks Like their fuckin' heads And I don't care what you rep I'm too much to press Step down and get swept down Like fuckin' stairs Leggo my eggo how I like cuttin' squares One click I'ma load a clip I'm about to go live Get spent like ninety cents that's two shots from the fourty-five That way they can't drop no dimes get it Thats a hunnid nigga no lies like a nigga really know God Livin but the truth said so free and I'm so fly I walk in a spirit like I was born a ghost And I'm no magician but I'll get you gone in smoke Dock like you on a boat see headshots in your horoscope Boy I'm rock like boilin' coke Ever think that you can horn a goat better realize you on a slope Shit'll go down like bundles we roll out Red dots on your nose clown Fireman you get hosed down Watch you shake like it's cold out Hail Mary on the go route How we scorin who runnin' We always go a hundred yeah And the worst when I catch up and leave you like I'm forgettin' something And then I get back to my sense I mean it's back to the money Legend on the mic I preserve then wrap it like a fuckin' mummy And I do it for the ones who love me And those who came out that muddy Want change haters get the nickel Thats the thing it cap for the dummies See levelin' up it's a specialty Go hard or go home it's the recipe I been outcast like a refugee Know that water like I trot the seven seas So I plan to ball hard in every league On guard with them clips like I'm beverly Callin' all the bullshit like a referee And I kick this shit off like a special team squaa I'm at that door like an usher Feel my balls like they punctured It's No Fatigue on the beat Go follow me no instructions My niggas movin' with structure Be patient niggas be rushin' Streets not a game this ain't pixel I hope that you owe us something Just bought some new poles they came in just like a rookie If she mine I don't trip I go Luscious for my cookie I'm Mighty Joe when I'm Young that bitch wanna fuck with me Yo bitch said she want the D oh watch out for that tree I be feelin' like I'm Caesar it ain't mini just like me Smarter than what you think I get shit done in a blink Gotta hit her with that tommy bring that power where you sleep R.I.P. Prodigy I be with Mob like I'm Deep Won't spend on niggas like linen Flex on 'em from the beginnin' Talkin' bout hoes on my dick I got a lot like a dealer He cross me leave him in hot sauce no I can't go like I'm blocked off Bitch I go in like the locks off hoes try lock me down like I'm popped off Niggas change just like majin buu up like in Chyna Send him he shootin' and robbin' you First they start jockin' you then they start mockin' you Hatin' and tryna put a stop to you Niggas be lame anyway step on squares and light 'em up MJ Then I go blow on some MJ this shit you hit get the rent paid She slide me that cookie and I give yo baby D She up in here tryna mate with me Not in my circle then you get that K on me Do not come get in my way on me Didn't fuck with me until I got glow I cuff that bitch like the waist on me I bet them niggas gon' hate on me I bet them bitches gon' wait on me You know we run this shit You know what it is big pimpin' since a little nigga Life's a gamble I just get my cards and I deal with it Shake them haters off take that shit just like a boss I lost homies I lost money but I never took a loss Comin' from the jungle with them alligators no Lacoste Come through all black like the Raiders throwin' bullets Derek Carr Long range and you bitches know my name If you wanna play them games with me Nigga you can die like it's Saw Put them targets on yo jaws put your brains on the walls Just so I can see that goofy ass shit that you thought Knock you off and beat the case they catch me I do the race Real shit Will Smith I'm an enemy of the state Do this shit so confidential knock you off them tinted windows Wash it down return the rental while I'm laughing to the bank Big cash big gold chain chrome pistol Fly Guy sub-zero 'cause a nigga kicks cold Niggas change bitches change you know how this shit go Live fly if a nigga try put him in the sky On these beats ain't no other niggas eatin' like mine squaa Rap God FGE shit man You already know what it is man I spit fire like Pete's Dragon Got more game than season passes Stay up in expensive shit and I ain't talkin' Caesar's Palace Dress and drip no caesar salad Haters mug ain't even savage Lookin' hard no reading glasses Easily could lead to caskets I got this shit mastered like Leroy I been in my glo like I'm Sho'nuff These pussy niggas got no nuts These niggas gayer than gold dust Don't none of my shooters give no fucks For they bread they gon' pop up with toasters For that dough they put holes in you doughnuts You don't wanna meet up it ain't cold cuts With this draco nigga I'm cold as ice They disrespectful but when I show up I swear they so polite I ain't with the talking big choppas on me no overbite I bet I shoot the crap out them bitches like I was rolling dice Turned 'em into packs I had to murder me some cats Left big shells on the ground that's Ninja Turtles on they backs Bitch I'm saucy you just salty I got flavor every season And I'm ballin' bitch I got them blue faces like Lance Stephenson I water the seeds that I've planted until I'm under Earth I push my son on that court like he Jesus Shettleworth Some winners fail but don't be a quitter there's nothing worse Possess a hunger so strong that your fucking stomach hurt Rap God I'm who they call the man I'm so fly never gotta walk again But if I ever do I just bought some land I take all your bitches Turn them all to fans I be saucin' when I hit the mall with bands Fifty thousand in my jogger pants Keep the green on me like a Boston fan Ballin' with my bros Big Baller Brand squaa Rap God lookin' like I'm black Jesus Money got it cash and Visa Never go nowhere without no heat Haters mad for whatever reason Pop his top watch him fall slowly Backshots shawty's ass fat as Serena She serve me up down to do the whole team FGE these other niggas so beneath us Fly Guys No Surrender No Retreat Tatted on my face I'm a inkhead Mixing Henny with Rose bitch I drink red Like I'm blood thirsty bad bitches under me Dime beavers but to me they only fuck-worthy Pill poppin' yeah they rockin' we some rollers Told her not to fight it she let it control her I'ma have her drop it 'til she tell me hold up Give your girl a spankin' and let you console her All around playa bitch a pimp without the gators All these ratchets with the flavors Drippin' bitches tryna taste us Stacking chips on a trip Won't never let a hater take us Last one try me caught the vapors Drop ya shit like hot potatoes Bringing static like I'm major A addict by my paper Yeah I'm leavin 'em I gas Like helium I'm on my way up Bring the matches to the hater On ya block I block ya later Like to play in Vegas but I rock out like a crater Let her know I'm in the city for the weekend Hit the show do the most then we leavin' Act up and my niggas get to tweakin' ay Cut the roof off the coupe like The Weeknd ay Bad hoes keep our music on repeat Fly Guys No Surrender No Re-treat Only high tec no weak drink Xannin' hard I done fell into a deep sleep Off the Xans and I'm not sleepin' What in the world was I thinkin' Big bank on you lil' bank ass niggas I'm a shark all you fish tank ass niggas They treat me and my amigos like the Fuckin' black beatles I'm the one goin' dumb with Them drums call me Ringo No casino blow me like some candles on ya birthday I be flexin' look like money when you see him I like all my bitches thick yeah deep dish And check my pockets yeah them bitches thick Looking deep dish bro got that rocket if a nigga Want it yeah I beep shit Don't gang bang never been no lame on some G shit I make all these women fall but no leaves bitch My flow sick yeah my shit sick this shit easy Shoutout Kanye I been rippin' shit yeah Yeezy That's my money don't fuck with cash money like Or I'm slidin' hoes goin' just like live yeah On the come up everyday like the horizon No Ellen no but I do shits for I yeah Her head fire she eat me Jambalaya I used to sell reefer Now I'm 7k a feature He think his bitch is a keeper That bitch went fast as a cheetah His bitch on me 'cause she see I'm fly as hell boy Watch my dick slide in that pussy pink as hell boy Jacket open big ass forty bitch I'm Hell Boy Versace on me bitch I think I'm Uncle Elroy I get that dough I got that bag I'm like a bellboy Caught two bodies thank God I ain't go to jail for it Rap God I'm a rock star Every line's a hot bar Beef with me it's not smart I will let them Glocks spark You'll get wet up pussy nigga you are not hard I swear these squares soft in the middle like some pop tarts Big toaster light his top up like a cop car Give his top ten he got hits just like the pop charts Money got it cash and Visa Never go nowhere without no heat Haters mad for whatever reason Pop his top watch him fall slowly Backshots shawty's ass fat as Serena She serve me up down to do the whole team FGE these other niggas so beneath us Fly Guys No Surrender No Retreat All these weak rappers man I had to hit the kill switch Bet I see them mills' with no deal that's the real lick I am more than drill bitch I am more than skill bitch I only talk that real shit and all I know is kill shit I am more than ill motherfuckers call me real sick Niggas get the chills when I step out on the field bitch I ain't never lackin' nigga not even a lil' bit Gucci on my waist nigga you know where the steel sit Understand this rapper not a actor I ain't Will Smith So if you judge me wrong it's RIP to Uncle Phil bitch Forty bus' yo ass like a mothafuckin' field trip Smoke a nigga turn him into Fire Marshall Bill quick Leave a nigga sleeping quicka' than a nyquil Shoulda' cut a niggas throat with a blade give him gill slits Poke a nigga soak a nigga on some Navy Seal shit Niggas know I been sick niggas know I been raw And on these tracks I go stupid like a send off And you ain't fuckin' with me and even all of your homies know That I infect two niggas with Polio with this Holy Ghost When that Holy Ghost drops I promise imma' rock the nation It's a biblical lyrical rocket launchin' proclamation Tell my haters I said fuck em' they can't stop the operation Tell the ops I'm not a doctor therefore I ain't got the patience And the piece be on a nigga like as-salamu alaykum On they seven combination the darkest abomination Every time a chopper spray shit take away from population And I ask her for forgiveness yeah but hold that conversation Not a Christian Muslim Mason and never ridin' with Satan A relationship with God is my number one obligation And if I'm not mistakin' I swear all of y'all was hatin' Hope like Hell that I don't make it up until I drop that Chiraq Now they wanna' dick ride do that till' they climax Old bitches poppin' up nah we can't rewind that Old homies poppin' up we can't get that time back These other rappers' minds will never be where my mind's at Labels on my heels bout' a deal I ain't buyin' that Show me ten mill' then show me where I sign at Nigga I know my worth I swear you niggas should have stayed in school I got em' hatin' more than Ice offa' Paid In Full RIP my nigga Sonny I be on some mix shit They took my nigga from us uh right before Christmas Damn now my niece got a daddy on the wish list And Santa can't bring him back shit he can't even get gifts So I'm goin' hard with this music shit till' I get rich Hey Sonny yo I got you shit good as God is my witness Hatred is contagious and jealousy is a sickness Watch everybody and ain't no tellin' who on that bitch shit Sam's Club baby niggas know we totin' big shit When I cock it back it look like I'm drivin' a stick shift Them choppa's chop a nigga to crop more niggas than Pic stitch Slid on a nigga for rappin' talkin' that slick shit Bang bang put two in that rapper just like a Twix bitch This rap shit is my sixth sense rappers notice eviction I am hip-hop's redemption can't you feel the suspension nigga Bitch I'm the terminator antisocial word to my neighbors I heard that they heard I made it done cut off they circulation I remember pushing packs up in restaurants serving waiters I've been three-hundreds so long that even the Persians hate us It's food for thought when I spit I ain't talking regurgitation All my features hella hot like they purchased the verse from Satan No matter how hard life gets I'mma put in that work today When I come up I praise the lord like I live in the church's basement I'll purge on the world and take it then pick up the earth and shake it Now you fixing to get killed like the person that's nursing Jason Come get you I'll find a way On your ass like no time to waste I'll get to dropping start blowing my pistols like bombs away Fuck twelve they won't find a trace Closed casket they'll hide your face God is good God is great bitch I'm rare I'm like God's mistake If God is fake like April fools well I guess someone lied to me No matter how much truth I find I will always find time to pray Like NBA it's safe to say that I've been blessed with the mic These other rappers turn em up but they not blessing em right I spit the truth that shit that might just change a reverend's life Bitch I'm so fly that I can tell yo ass what heaven looks like Lil bitch I'm Barry Bonds mixed with Farrakhan Runnin' shit like a marathon Flyin' with the bag like a carry-on I'm a fuckin' don like I'm Perignon And I'm Megatron with this ak and my autobots stay ready I'm a nightmare no Freddy you don't really want smoke like Reggie Feel this from what I've been through God's strong and influential I'll shorten up your circuit don't make me disassemble Body is the temple fire in the church I will take life from you pussies like you was givin' birth Now all eyes on me like the stovetop I'm a sex machine and bitches wanna do the robot Thinkin' they gon' get in real good but don't know the doors locked That's when I turn them bitches around just like a road block I never been the jealous type that shit weak like 7 nights Designer and a pair of Mike's you ain't fly like you scared of heights Turnin' down deals left and right I'm shinin' bright as heavens light There might not be a second life that's why I count my blessings twice They'd rather shoot instead of fight that's why I clench my weapon tight I'm blowin' first I'll shoot the crap out em just like a pair of dice Y'all ain't hit no nothin' like pitchers that's throwin' hella strikes And I pray to the same God you do that's who gave the devil life Thank God a nigga finally made it off of his block Don't beef with me 'cause I'm too smart bitch I'm the ultimate opp Like janitors walk with the mop you keep on talkin' get popped Caution I'm hot off with his top inside that coffin you'll rot Started off movin' grams doin' it for my fam Been in a couple jams had to rearrange some plans But it made me who I am Yeah it made me who I am Never asked for a hand Didn't have too many friends Tryna stay out that can While I hustle for these bands But it made me who I am Yeah it made me who I am Yeah straight from the ground like a push-up I had to become a pusher Like Master P had the hook-up A lot came with it but I never been shook up Done been through it all From jail gettin' shot almost dieing but I knew to look up God showed me the light through the cloud The hate all around But look what it took us No daddy watchin' mama struggle too Me hittin' them streets had to hustle too I'm feelin' like Meek everything I use to be not what I was accustom to And then came the beef where we came with choppas Asserted like brothas do they snitch in them streets I promise twelve the only trouble we run into Now we whippin' cases So many thought we wouldn't make it Even me sometimes I had to face it We did it so quick like I was taken But now I'm on my shit All you hard readers can't get a cent Aim so straight I can't miss Be in my face I don't know how to quit Flown way to the top just like heaven gates Knew with God on my side I would never break Just a young nigga straight outta section 8 Project buildin' livin' around hella snakes Mama buyin' from dealers that's sellin' weight Still had sister never put me second place Shit wasn't never sweet Just so I could eat Sometimes she went days when she never ate Done seen so much struggle I'm comin' with it Not ashamed of my pain motha fuck a critic Our refrigerator had nothin' in it I remember days it was cold nigga Our thermostat was the stove nigga Way before the rappin' I was poor nigga I was who was sleepin' on the floor nigga Niggas seen niggas changed money made em' do it I know the struggle well I'm no stranger to it Middle finger to it I could make it through it If there is a heaven I ain't racin' to it Had to sit drugs up on my scale Dependent on clientele Done took way to many L's Sat in counties with no bail Doin' push-ups in my cell Time passin' like a snail Never told I'll never tell Held that water like a pail Got up every time I fell Niggas tried me they got nailed Trigger happy like Pharrell Nina singin' like Adele Got away with murder twice hope I don't get sent to hell Thankful I ain't in no grave or up in somebody's jail All my niggas trust my vision told em' hold on like a rail I ain't never led us wrong like I don't know how to spell I get paid for every thought like a fuckin' wishin' well This is Fire in The Church coldest thing to drop since hail Started off movin' grams doin' it for my fam Been in a couple jams had to rearrange some plans But it made me who I am Yeah it made me who I am Never asked for a hand Didn't have too many friends Tryna stay out that can While I hustle for these bands But it made me who I am Yeah it made me who I am I'm ridin' with my goonies We all we got came from the bottom with my goonies Straight to the top you know I'm climbin' with my goonies You lookin' for me you can find me with that tooly Grindin' with my goonies I'm ridin' with my goonies We all we got came from the bottom with my goonies Straight to the top you know I'm climbin' with my goonies You lookin' for me you can find me with that tooly Grindin' with my goonies I'm ridin' with my goonies it's not a movie Bitch we really tote them toolies just bought a uzi Pop a opp just like a rufie hangover goofies Wet yo ass like a jacuzzi get smoked like pooky Concrete jungles where we hustle They show love but they don't love you I'm a dog I need a muzzle I done did more dirt than shovels I done been in hella traps I had to dig up out that tunnel We bought guns to build our muscle ain't no takin' from this puzzle We kick doors to get our foot in did things we shouldn't Hustlin' strugglin' we was pullin' finessin' juggin' I still rep the hood I stood in disrespect I'm trigger pullin' With this ratchet I'm bout action no acting no Cuba Goodin' Pull that mac out then I black out let off this pain I never been the type to tap out heroine had my OG noddin' bout to pass out No one I really really lived up in the traphouse couldn't pull no map out Bitch I'm ridin' with my goonies We all we got came from the bottom with my goonies Straight to the top you know I'm climbin' with my goonies You lookin' for me you can find me with that tooly Grindin' with my goonies I'm ridin' with my goonies We all we got came from the bottom with my goonies Straight to the top you know I'm climbin' with my goonies You lookin' for me you can find me with that tooly Grindin' with my goonies Breakin' bread Jesus yeah Diamond teeth rubber band bar Round table Bread Winner subject Big discussion with the other landlord Sellin' tan art my God youngin' wiggin on the xan bar 'Bout to light a stick of cancer got along with a dancer Hustlin' I'm not retirin' man Blowin' the loud I get high everyday Movin' in silence try me We open fire just like a firing range When the love gone don't come around Shells on the ground Free my nigga Rule Boy Blacka Prison cell I pray you make it out Lately I've been prayin' on the loud Never no respond to me at all I am not afraid to be a muslim Christian people look at me and frown Fuck the haters I'mma keep it pushin' In my circle they are not allowed We on now don't come around Pay cuts handshake and smile But nothin' public thuggin' crack a smile I just flew another nigga but Shorty say she love if I was dressin' bummy Probably wouldn't wanna stand in front of me I'm a shooter with a shooter Bred to win but born a loser I done came to the conclusion This is just a big illusion I'm ridin' with my goonies We all we got came from the bottom with my goonies Straight to the top you know I'm climbin' with my goonies You lookin' for me you can find me with that tooly Grindin' with my goonies I'm ridin' with my goonies We all we got came from the bottom with my goonies Straight to the top you know I'm climbin' with my goonies You lookin' for me you can find me with that tooly Grindin' with my goonies She wanna lick me up want me to beat that kitty up Shorty thick as fuck ass look like Nicki butt She like her pussy ate and she like her titties sucked Don't ask me questions uh-uh bitch this ain't no trivia 'Cause I'll dub a bitch and I don't mean I'm tenty up Was hustlin' in the trap I used to bag that sticky up Was moving ounces out that bitch just like a sippy cup Pounds in garbage bags the bitches looked like missy uh One thing about me had two bodies by age twenty-one These haters envious I love when they act really tough Hit 'em with the pump it look like I shot Ricky up I stay litty uh saucy plus I'm drippy huh You can't stick me up bitch I keep the glizzy tucked I'm Suge mixed with Pac Diddy mixed with Biggie uh I'm signed to myself my net worth 8 milli uh I do this for my fans and for la familia My daughter pretty uh sweeter than Olivia From the land of Larry Hoover nigga keep a group of hittaz Kill a opp while he fuckin' sleep I'm Freddy Krueger nigga One shot'll lift him up and drop him like a Uber nigga Cold blood I guess he poolin' nigga family view a nigga Told y'all I keep that iron close if he think I'm a joke Air him out like the dryer broke if he try to poke Real nigga in this Gucci shit I made her coochie drip I'm tatted up like I'm Tunechi bitch made her leave who she with She blew on me like I'm tookey bitch don't try no flukey shit 'Cause this MC stay with the hammer but this bitch ain't too legit Banana clips when this uzi spit it ain't no fruity shit Pop a opp like a roofie quick kill all that goofy shit Remember when I was mad broke before the cash flow My OG on and off that base like an astro Prayed to God for better days he gave me what I asked for Rap God you see me goin' in like a glass door Every track I gotta spaz tho like it's my last tho It's only snakes in the grass so I cut the grass low Niggas wtelve acting like they mob Donnie Brasco Keep a stick like a staff hoe go do the math hoe Gun cases tell 'em google that I always had pole Couldn't wait to get it jumpin' like a fuckin tadpole I'm just tryna be a dad tho don't be an asshole 'Cause I'll switch back to my past hoe quick as Flash hoe And if I pop up in that mask hoe I'm on yo ass hoe Glock bitch we slash throats don't get yo ass smoked Pick his top like an afro then do the dash hoe And if you hatin' bitch you better skate Lupe Fiasco These haters envious I love when they act really tough Hit 'em with the pump it look like I shot Ricky up Go buy my album that bitch dropping on May the twentieth Pray for the Devil and make sure you pray for Libya We them dudes bitches want to choose Jordan on our shoes Flexin' shit check my neck and wrist swag drip from my jewels Haters sick 'cause that paper thick take off with your boo Breakin' rules sneakin' wit the tool you know how we move Bag his bitch now he mad as shit he ain't gotta trip I hit and quit she ain't stackin' chips he can have that bitch I'm a pimp ho I'm about a grip so get on your shit Or you can get 'cause it's plenty fish and this bait on my wrist Fly ain't gotta try and got these bitches choosing Pick a winner hit wit this dick I bet she lose it Yeah 'cause I'm that dude and when it come to these hoes I'm a fool But this ain't nothing new We major and got hella flavor bitches want to taste us Know they say life is what you make it and we makin' paper Fuck the law they will never take us haters lookin' flagrant Still we ball and stick to the script just like a narrator Steppin' flexin' ain't no way around it These haters hate but we won't play about it naw Ain't nothing leave up out this bitch and catch a body I hit the scene I be super clean these hoes break their necks When I flex step through like Jerome tell hoes stop the press Bitch I'm fresh everyday I'm flee Jordan on my feet I'm a king but not like LeBron I stay with the heat Yeah fly guys in this bitch you know we get shit crackin' And we turnt up in this bitch everybody brought ratchets Real niggas no actin' even though we about action Smooth criminal like Mike Jackson boy this shit is deeper than rappin' Forty bang and this ain't a game we don't play that shit Been gettin' money since a youngin' hustlin' Rico Ace and Mitch Take your bitch have her takin' trips just to make you flip And when we cruise girl you set the mood and you super smooth Toss you bands baby count the loot double count it too Give me brain take me straight to school like I had no clue We get bueked shawty tuck the tool you know what to do Ohh we breakin' rules baby I see you lookin' I'm the one you want to choose baby real nigga no fugazy Jordan on my shoes not tryna be rude But I take ya from your boo then I show you what it do I'm just in the club wit my niggas takin' pictures with stacks and I ain't worried about nothing shawty All my niggas brought straps all my niggas ball out all my niggas got dough And when I wit my niggas I swear everywhere that we go Man ever since I made it big now And I be dressing like I'm rich now Got hella bitches on my dick now They wanna get dick'd down They be with the shits now They wanna be way more then friends now They say they wanna have my kids now I swear they all up on my dick now Hoping they get dick'd down They be with the shits now Was caught up in that street life Hustling moving big loud Had to kick out quick Feel like the devil had me pinned down Rap God I was sent down Labels want to sit down Mama got a big smile My lyrics pay the rent now I be setting trends now Remember window shopping I got options when I spend now Used to rock white tees I got versace on my skin now Bitches on my dick They want to blow me like the wind now I know them niggas pissed now I swear I won't miss Y'all families gon' miss y'all Still got pistols hidden in every room inside my crib now Knew I was gon' blow like a grenade I pulled that pin out All I do is win now So I know what it is now They figure since I'm poppin' I got money I can lend out So that's that greed within y'all Don't care if I offend y'all Knowing y'all ain't real but everyone wanna pretend now Man ever since I made it big now And I be dressing like I'm rich now And hella bitches on my dick now They wanna get dick'd down They be with the shits now They wanna be way more then friends now They say they wanna have my kids now I swear they all up on my dick now Hoping they get dick'd down They be with the shits now Man every time I drop some music These bitches get shot by cupid I'm not foolish far from stupid So miss me with all that fu shit I can smell an opportunist As strong as your perfume is I see through the dark I'm blessed with a light as bright as the moon is Man as soon you start buzzing Hoes crushing all of a sudden Bunch of niggas showing love With hopes they can fit in your budget Out here acting like day ones When they know that they really wasn't But I'm out like a concussion No question they ain't one hunnid' Got deal with so much hate now I gotta watch them snakes now My struggles I embrace now I'm too Godly to break down Bitches think it's sweet They wanna see how good it taste now And even those who hate Mention my name with all the greats now I be getting dough now Moncler when it's cold out Giuseppe's when he's stepping Need a red carpet to roll out Ain't have to sell my soul to be on top And sell these shows out I'm no fire truck but niggas know I bring the hose out And ever since I made it big now And I be dressing like I'm rich now And hella bitches on my dick now They wanna get dick'd down They be with the shits now They wanna be way more then friends now They say they wanna have my kids now I swear they all up on my dick now Hoping they get dick'd down They be with the shits now I thought you knew that I'm the man on me Got all these bitches want dance on me None of 'em can't wait to get their hands on me And I'm so hard I got the opps turn into fans on me Keep the tooly keep some bands on me I'm never lackin' I be damned on me Brand new Glock that bitch won't jam on me And I'm so hard I got the opps turn into fans on me From the bottom of the bottom is where I came from Fought fire with fire nigga I had a flamer I turn my hell into heaven yup I done came up Had to kick disloyal subjects up out of my kingdom Whether they hate me or not they still bring my name up But I only rock with the ones who ain't never change up It's kind of funny when haters start smellin' money Everybody want to hop all aboard like here the train come Remember whippin' through the town on me A couple thou' forty cal on me I put food in mouths servin' pounds on me And niggas hate I graduated cap and gown on me A bunch of jewelry bunch of tats on me That ass was fat she threw it back on me Her nigga mad 'cause I got racks on me But boy I come like overalls you know the straps on me Forty on my hip again thirty in my clip again I feel like Diddy wit L.O.X. I'm about my Benjamin Had to hustle in this concrete jungle we livin' in Been down before let the devil know I ain't giving in I put God first and he put me back on my shit again These haters pissed again they throwing a fit again But soon as I win again they back on my dick again I'm making banks uncle Phil up in Vivian No injury but lots of ice on me Heard you wanna poke me like a knife on me I hope you really bout that life on me 'Cause once I'm up you know I'm shootin' like the dice on me A bunch of haters wishing death on me Don't get a casket tryna flex on me 'Cause I'm a turn into to a ref on me That tool eject up out this Tec that how he left on me I get it crackin' like eggs I'm Yeshua back from the dead I could turn any thought into bread I'm no Christian but I got the Edge It gets cold when I slide like a sled When I do so no needle and thread Bullets flippin' up better hit heads Turn a coffin into your new bed I'm hip hop's Stephen King of Westcraven Gotta be on my paper no gradin' Gotta bring 'em that message like ravens Every struggle I went through was trainin' Every loss there's a lesson I'm gainin' Can't be scared to get wet when it's rainin' We can't grow if we don't let the pain in Don't make excuses and don't do no blamin' Everyone thinks the truth's on the canvas But only the creator could paint it Bitch that means only God could explain it Wanna meet him I'll make some arrangements Niggas act like it's war that they cravin' Until I come and do an invasion If you real say that shit to my face And not behind my back like an apron When I see you don't do no explainin' Make you eat every word you was sayin' I just wanna see what you was thinkin' So you already know how I'm aimin' Point it at his head and then strike him down Make his ass eat a light like he Raiden Put a part in his top like it's braidin' When that clip hit his top he ain't shavin' I'm a boss bitch I do what I choose to Bitch I been turned like a loose screw I don't sell drugs but I used to I been the connect before bluetooth I get top from your boo in a new coupe I could rap I look good I could shoot too I draw when it's sketchy plus my shooters ready To pull that bitch out like a loose tooth They gone edit don't care about who's who Tell your kids they gon' cry when they lose you Put they pa on the TV like Blue's Clues Murder scene when we shootin' no news crew Bunch of blood on his shirt that ain't prune juice I just made his designer say suwoop Now he need a casket and new suit Wet him up in the morning like Fruit Loops I got God up inside of me Go tell the devil that I am the hottest commodity Loyal to the Lord without a havin' a thought of a heaven He didn't have to promise me In my country my president's prejudice Them devils do not believe in equality Never compromisin' with poverty Don't play games with your money Monopoly Get a check and invest in some property Always leave with that steel like a robbery Fuck everyone's feelings don't do sugarcoatin' It ain't no substitute for honesty Ever wonder if Jesus is scared Or he got the balls to pop up like the lottery And if God's so forgiving Then would he be willing to accept the devil's apology I know I'm a blessing I don't come in second My flow is from heaven my soul is protected This rapper's gifted and what I'ma give to you is out of the box Like you opening presents Me and hip hop like Hulk Hogan and wrestling Can't hustle too long gotta know when to exit Started off trappin' and turned it to rappin' It's FGE we the new No Limit Records Got dough with my bros off the dope I was sellin' Had hoes gettin' naked got throat like a necklace Some homies got jealous didn't know I was destined Only Lord knows with that pole I was reckless We stopped what I'm doin' like hold up a second No PlayStation game I was loading that tech in My opps caught them bullets with no interception I shot the crap out 'em like rolling a seven I got the key to the door Remember when I used to sleep on the floor No eskimo but I pack heat in my coat It ain't no better feeling than bein' awoke Acknowledging God is the reason I'm dope Make 'em fiend for the flow that make demons get ghost He ain't on my level so pray for the devil For he is the sinner that needs it the most Coming up I had it rough yup every night I used to pray I was tryna do it big all a nigga had was faith My bro in the cage fightin' for us like no MMA Free the real when they come home it's a holiday No it ain't no MILF when this fuckin' forty pop a pussy I ain't drinking on no milk but I smoke a lotta cookies I just came in the game ballin' on 'em like a rookie Shorty see me shining she blew on me like I fuck with Tookey Money drugs and murder I come from Peoria nigga And I'm not Sean Livingston but I'm a warrior nigga She thick and she bad as fuck give me neck like I'm Dracula Come through with this fifty spittin' it's gon' be a massacre Clapping at you like a graduation once I cap 'em up Smoke a nigga like a session I ain't even pass the blunt Shooting at you like directors since you niggas acting tough Now it's ambulances backing up with bags to pack you up Ain't no question how I'm rocking we the fucking trending topic FGE taking off while you haters sitting watching Hit his teeth with the iron like I'm golfing get a coffin bitch I been grinding feel like Weezy I got money on my mind You know that I play to win like it's money on the line I'm not taking disrespect all this shit gon' get correct Know some niggas cut like chess get X'd and boxed you look connect Watch me ball just like a scout on anyone who gon' doubt I know I'm gon' make it out I make all my haters pout Some of my niggas move pillows like they tryna fix the couch Soon as they get that shit in you know they gon' get it out Tried to tell 'em we don't play that's what's tried and they failed Watch these niggas they not real they not built for this they frail Bring that bullshit and we sprayin' tryna clear the smell Y'all be the ones twelve that's singing like one hundred and twelve Smart and cute with a nice body not ball hogging couldn't pass it She was wanted just like Angela Jolie I gotta have it Used to fuck her lost connection now shit lagging guess shit happen Beat that pussy up we go pound for pound we not dapping uh Every beat I touch I murder I know the feelin Fans know when I'm on beast like O'Neal I shall kill No sirens got a clear path headed to the top Pussy nigga might foul but he know that free shot Ball in this bitch no blender bottle Gotta thick bitch gon' bend then swallow I told bro we can't give up I don't quit just like Apollo I still pray everyday and not just for me Look aye going down they throat again If they hate watch 'em swallow it hard I'm gifted as a holiday card These niggas sweeter than holiday heart Bitch I been the truth and gon' be either when I meet God I don't speak watch the bodies I crop But don't get put in that closet it's dark So much shit follow my heart had the heart in it That's spending they worth won't get caught in it I need everything blessed when I'm crossing it So I searched for God's power and harnessed it Faith boosting me up like a starter kit Said your word was the sword so I sharpened it Now my verse is so worth you could auction it I collect with a blame but literally And fuck shit ain't safe if it's near to me I'm down to die for who's dear to me Hard for me to cry but it's tears in me Theres no fear in me for every fuck nigga hearing me I drive with that steel like I'm Harry B And I pop it like a pill in me So full of rage I cage it Only God knows how amazing Don't be a John Doe I'ma blaze him He in church only Jesus could save him I guess it's with the beat when I take him Wanna play it ain't free I'm a gamer Put that lead in his sheets and erase him Now back to that paper aye Like schooling nigga and I been on my A game I don't know where you been nigga I go hard as the freight train I get shit moving nigga Don't think like I slang 'caine How your bitch tryna move in nigga And I stay fly as a crane high as Mariah could sing And I like my dollars the same So you know I'ma grind to the grave Go axe if I slide if I bang Bet my city won't lie on my name Even though they know how I behave They don't know we got bodies for days Pray For The Devil right on schedule they can't get me off his heels Rap God bitch and yes I get paid for the flow no water bill My shit been ill as coughing still I'm on the road not off a pill Don't even start I'll squeeze and spark Steven Seagal I'm hard to kill I'm known to blow you all to chill get turned to fire Marshall Bill Then you'll know what I talk was real and how inside a coffin feel And niggas know how I'm shooting you don't want smoke like I'm Reggie Let's keep it G you don't want beef you don't want me like a deli I hope you ready when I slide up on your ass like a wedgie Come out the cut no machete this bitch gon' blow like it's Becky I'm godly with the bars like the lord was my celly I'm 'bout my cake Little Debbie these rappers know they ain't ready They just my sons and right now I'm babying 'em like a belly They say Montana got this bitch on lock but I ain't R. Kelly Im cooler than Uncle Jessie known to snap Fonzarelli You see the drip like I'm sweaty you wanna jacket no Pelle I made it happen with music pour some strings like a cello If you want war then I'm gon' draw like Triple G and Canelo I'm bringing heat like a kettle yo ass is grass like a metal You know my metal to put niggas in the dirt like a shovel I'll take you there like a shuttle and take your soul like a pedal Came out the hood not the ghetto and he thought he seen the Devil I shot him in both of his thighs and the knee like Carmelo I had him shaking like Jell-o then took his top off LaMelo Squa Feels like we're on the edge right now I wish that I could say I'm proud I'm sorry that I let you down Let you down All these voices in my head get loud I wish that I could shut them out I'm sorry that I let you down Le-le-let you down Yeah I guess I'm a disappointment doin' everything I can I don't wanna make you disappointed it's annoying I just wanna make you feel like everything I ever do Was never tryna make an issue for you but I guess the more you Thought about everything you were never even wrong In the first place right Yeah I'ma just ignore you Walking towards you with my head down Lookin' at the ground I'm embarrassed for you Paranoia what did I do wrong this time That's parents for you Very loyal Shoulda had my back But you put a knife in it my hands are full What else should I carry for you I cared for you but Feels like we're on the edge right now I wish that I could say I'm proud I'm sorry that I let you down Yeah you don't wanna make this work You just wanna make this worse Want me to listen to you but you don't ever hear my words You don't wanna know my hurt yet Let me guess you want an apology probably How can we keep going at a rate like this We can't so I guess I'ma have to leave Please don't come after me I just wanna be alone right now I don't really wanna think at all Go ahead just drink it off Both know you're gonna call tomorrow like nothing's wrong Ain't that what you always do I feel like every time I talk to you you're in an awful mood What else can I offer you There's nothing left right now I gave it all to you Yeah don't talk down to me That's not gonna work now Packed all my clothes and I moved out I don't even wanna go to your house Every time I sit on that couch I feel like you lecture me eventually I bet that we Could have made this work And prolly woulda figured things out But I guess I'm a letdown But it's cool I checked out Oh you wanna be friends now Okay let's put my fake face on and pretend now Sit around and talk about the good times that didn't even happen I mean why are you laughing Must have missed that joke let me see if I can find a reaction No but at least you're happy Yo I don't know what it's like to be addicted to pills But I do know what it's like to be a witness it kills Mama told me she loved me I'm thinkin' this isn't real I think of you when I get a whiff of that cigarette smell yeah Welcome to the bottom of hell They say pain is a prison let me out of my cell You say you proud of me but you don't know me that well Sit in my room tears running down my face and I yell Into my pillowcases you say you coming to get us Then call 'em a minute later just to tell us you not I'm humiliated I'm in a room with a parent that I don't barely know Some lady in the corner watching us while she's taking notes I don't get it mom don't you want to watch your babies grow I guess pills are more important all you have to say is no But you won't do it will you You gon' keep popping 'til those pills kill you I know you're gone but I can still feel you I got this picture in my room and it kills me But I don't need a picture of my mom I need the real thing Now a relationship is something we won't ever have but why do I feel like I lost something that I never had You should have been there when I graduated Told me you loved me and congratulations instead you left us at the window waitin' Where you at mom We're too young to understand where you at huh Yeah I know them drugs have got you held captive I can see it in your eyes they got your mind captured Some say it's fun to get the high but I am not laughin' And what you don't realize and what you not graspin' That I was nothing but a kid who couldn't understand it I ain't gon' say that I forgive you 'cause it hasn't happened I thought that maybe I'd feel better as time passes If you really cared for me then where you at then Our last conversation you and I sat in the living room Talkin' 'bout my music and I brought you some to listen to A couple weeks later guess you were singin' a different tune You took them pills for the last time didn't you They took you from us once I guess they came back to finish you Cryin' my eyes out in the studio is difficult Music is the only place that I can go to speak to you It took everything inside of me not to scream at your funeral Sittin' in my chair that person talkin' was pitiful I wish you were here mama but every time I picture you All I feel is pain I hate the way I remember you They found you on the floor I could tell you felt hollow Gave everything you had plus your life to them pill bottles You gave everything you had plus your life to them pill bottles Don't know if you hear me or not but if you're still watching why Sometimes I think about things like you know When I'd have kids I'm like You won't be there you know You won't be there for any of that And I'll never get to see you again Sometimes I wish I would've just called you I wish I would have just picked up the phone Wish you were here I mean you should of been there for us You should have been here Them pills got you right I wish you were here Insidious is blind inception What's reality with all these questions Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in Slept in Broken legs but I chase perfection These walls are my blank expression My mind is a home I'm trapped in And it's lonely inside this mansion Yo my mind is a house with walls covered in lyrics They're all over the place there's songs in the mirrors Written all over the floors all over the chairs And you get the uncut version of life when I go downstairs That's where I write when I'm in a bad place and need to release And let out the version of NF you don't wanna see I put holes in the walls with both of my fists 'til they bleed You might get a glimpse of how I cope with all this anger in me Physically abused now that's the room that I don't wanna be in That picture ain't blurry at all I just don't wanna see it And these walls ain't blank I just think I don't wanna see 'em But why not I'm in here so I might as well read 'em I gotta thank you for this anger that I carry around Wish I could take a match and burn this whole room to the ground Matter of fact I think I'ma burn this room right now Somehow this memory for some reason just won't come down You used to put me in the corner so you could see the fear in my eyes Then took me downstairs and beat me 'til I screamed and I cried Congratulations you'll always have a room in my mind But I'ma keep the door shut and lock the lyrics inside Insidious is blind inception What's reality with all these questions Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in And slept in Broken legs but I chase perfection These walls are my blank expression My mind is a home I'm trapped in And it's lonely inside this mansion inside this mansion Yo my mind is a house with walls covered in pain See my problem is I don't fix things I just try to repaint Are you confused Come upstairs and I'll show you what I mean This room's full of regrets it just keeps getting fuller it seems The moment I walk into it's the same moment that I wanna leave I get sick to my stomach every time I look at these things But it's hard to look past when this is the room where I sleep I look around one of the worst things I wrote on these walls Was the moment I realized that I was losing my mom But I should just stop now we ain't got enough room in this song And I regret the fact that I struggled trying to find who I am And I lie to myself and say I do the best that I can Shrug it off like it ain't nothing like it's out of my hands Then get ticked off whenever I see it affecting my plans And I regret watchin' these trust issues eat me alive And at the rate I'm goin' they'll probably still be there when I die Congratulations you'll always have a room in my mind The question is will I ever clean the walls off in time Insidious is blind inception What's reality with all these questions Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in And slept in Broken legs but I chase perfection These walls are my blank expression My mind is a home I'm trapped in And it's lonely inside this mansion inside this mansion So this part of my house no one's been in it for years I built a safe room and I don't let no one in there 'Cause if I do there's a chance that they might disappear And not come back and I admit I am emotionally scared To let anyone inside so I just leave my doors locked You might get other doors to open up but this door's not 'Cause I don't want you to have the opportunity to hurt me And I'll be the only person that I can blame when you desert me I'm barricaded inside so stop watchin' I'm not coming to the door so stop knockin' stop knockin' I'm trapped here God keeps saying I'm not locked in I chose this I am lost in my own conscience I know that shuttin' the world out ain't solvin' the problem But I didn't build this house because I thought it would solve 'em I built it because I thought that it was safer in there But it's not I'm not the only thing that's livin' in here Fear came to my house years ago I let him in Maybe that's the problem 'cause I've been dealing with this ever since I thought that he would leave but it's obvious he never did He must have picked the room and got comfortable and settled in Now I'm in a position it's either sit here and let 'em win Or put him back outside where he came from but I never can 'Cause in order to do that I'd have to open the doors Is that me or the fear talking I don't know anymore Inside this mansion I'm lookin' like I'm gonna get it you prolly don't get it I come in your house with a microphone Lookin' like I'm 'bout to set up a show in your kitchen I'm out of my mind but I feel like I'm in it If I never make it don't make any difference I'm still gonna kill it you know what the deal is Ain't never no chillin' when I'm in the buildin' NF is a monster I am a villain You better get back I don't write any filler I write what I feel and I'm feelin' a million So you better shh be quiet you hear it I'm 'bout to lose it I'm on a whole different level of music Don't treat me like I have no clue how to do this You better rethink what you're thinkin' and move it Now picture me writin' when I was a kid tryna make it in music I think it is crazy I spent all my money on studio time tryna get on my music so people could play it I'ma keep it one hundred my music was terrible learned to get better the more that I made it Go back to my Moments album most of you people you prolly don't know what I'm sayin' hold up What you're witnessin' now Don't try to figure me out I grab on that microphone jawin' the crowd They was laughin' at me who they laughin' at now huh The moment you told me that you was a rapper I couldn't believe it you believe it now Step in the booth and I murder it You never heard of a rapper that kill it like I do I sleep on the couch in the studio Stay up 'til three in the morning and write 'til I get more The moment I wake up I feel like I don't even sleep And I'm ready to put out my record Which thank you for buyin' maybe you burned it But either way I'm gonna wreck it I look at the industry look what it did to me You'll never make it if you never grind You put a whole lot of money into it You better be ready to give it your time I look at the past awful years of my life And I promise you I have been given it mine Try to keep up with this I'm not a puppet No string on my back I'm one of a kind Music is changing no way to tame this I am an artist look what I painted Hang up the caution tape I'm dangerous Does anyone know where my brain is Rappers are comfortable knowin' they're famous But I really don't care what your name is And I really don't care if I'm nameless Y'all just drivin' around I know where my lane is Cocky Nah I'm competitive This is a job for me it's adrenaline Don't try to box me in I am Mayweather I come in the ring my punches are way better I never drink but I live in these bars The moment you blink is the moment you lost Say you a king who put you in charge Don't care what you think I'll break in your car Climb on the top of it sound the alarm And wake up the neighborhood rap in your yard And carry the speakers on both of my arms 'Til you keep sleepin' on me I'm at large Enough with the jokes I ain't jokin' You come in a session with me I'ma show you what dope is And when I say dope I ain't talkin' 'bout smokin' I'm talkin' 'bout music that has an emotion I look at this mic it's part of my family Take it away I'm comin' to find you I've been through a lot in my life And it's hard to get people to listen when no one's behind you And then Capitol came in the picture and gave me a shot And look at it now I look at the team I'm dealin' with agh These people ain't playin' around Lookin' back I gotta laugh I was in a whole different place a year ago I look at the math I look at the map And thank you God I swear it's a miracle And I'm sorry but I gotta leave But man this track was beautiful The least I can do if I murder a beat Is take the time to go to its funeral haha Yeah they say when we grow up You'll understand when you're older Guess I'm still a kid I don't know it If I'll ever let go of this Say goodbye to the old me We ain't friends anymore you don't know me I know I could die any moment If I do just remember this Yeah handouts create lazy people I'm not impressed with You want something in life then why don't you go and get it Actions speak louder than words do it's pretty quiet isn't it Look at the world we live in defined by comment sections Surround yourself with people that challenge how you think Not people that nod their head and act like they agree Those people will cut you open just to watch you bleed Always be yourself not the person that you pretend to be no These people gon' tell you that you will never make it Then when you do they gon' say they knew you were goin' places That's just how it works next thing you know you'll be overrated And perfect people don't exist so don't pretend to be one I don't need pats on the back from people for my achievements When I die I wanna know that I lived for a reason Anyone can take your life but not what you believe in no Yeah they say when we grow up You'll understand when you're older Guess I'm still a kid I don't know it If I'll ever let go of this Say goodbye to the old me We ain't friends anymore you don't know me I know I could die any moment If I do just remember this Yeah don't take opinions from people that won't listen to yours If money's where you find happiness you'll always be poor If you don't like the job you have then what do you do it for The cure to pain isn't something you buy at liquor stores nah The real you is not defined by the size of your office The real you is who you are when ain't nobody watchin' You spend your whole life worried about what's in your wallet For what That money won't show up in your coffin woo Yeah anger's a liar he ain't got no respect I fell in love with my pain and I slept with my regrets Happiness saw it happen maybe that's why she up and left Joy called me a cheater said she ain't coming back I've always had a problem with relationships But that's what happens when you see the world through a broken lens Mistakes can make you grow that doesn't mean you're friends Who you are is up to you don't leave it up to them no Yeah they say when we grow up You'll understand when you're older Guess I'm still a kid I don't know it If I'll ever let go of this Say goodbye to the old me We ain't friends anymore you don't know me I know I could die any moment If I do just remember this Yeah they say you got into music you signed up to be hated That's kinda weird 'cause I don't remember signing my name up Coming from people that give advice but never take none I like my privacy but lately I feel it's invaded I heard that life's too short don't let it pass you by We waste a lot of time crying over wasted time It's not about what people think it's how you feel inside My biggest failures in life are knowing I never tried woo I look at the world from a different angle People change even Satan used to be an angel Think twice before you're bitin' on the hand that made you Don't believe what you believe just 'cause that's how they raised you Think your own thoughts don't let them do it for you Say you want a drink don't wait for people to pour it on you Cut out the lies stay close to the people you know are loyal Grab your own glass and fill it don't let your fear destroy you woo I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type If that's how you really feel then why'd you call last night You say all I ever do is just control your life But how you gonna lie like that how you gonna lie like that Yeah I heard you said I ain't the type for you I don't regret it though I learned from it They should have you locked up for all the time you stole from us Took you out when I had no money Only person that you ever cared about was you that's why it's so funny You want somebody that'll keep you warm at night then tell me why you actin' cold to me You ain't the only one to blame no I'm the one that made you rich when I bought every lie you sold to me Yeah heard you threw away the pictures But you still got the memories of us so I guess I don't really make a difference Flippin' through 'em in your head Got you texting me all hours of the night Yeah you told me that you needed distance What's the deal with you You say you want a man that keeps it real Then why you mad when I get real with you You want someone to pay the bills for you Went from failin' you now I feel for you liar I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type If that's how you really feel then why'd you call last night You say all I ever do is just control your life But how you gonna lie like that how you gonna lie like that Look let me guess you want to stay friends Tellin' people that's how we been Tellin' everybody yeah that we was barely speakin' Ah that's kinda funny why'd you call me every day then It's immaturity you goin' off the deep end You just want somebody you can chill and get some drinks with cool Then don't hit me on the weekend tellin' me you missed the way we talked and how I listen yeah Why you playin' with my mind huh Why you playin' with my time huh That's what I did now you askin' me what I done I was Waitin' for this day I saw it comin' I think you just like attention tryna tell me all your problems I got issues of my own I ain't got time for all this drama You told me that you don't really wanna talk then why you callin' huh I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type If that's how you really feel then why'd you call last night You say all I ever do is just control your life But how you gonna lie like that how you gonna lie like that How you gonna lie how you gonna lie like that Baby how you gonna lie how you gonna lie like that No no how you gonna lie like that I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type If that's how you really feel then why'd you call last night You say all I ever do is just control your life But how you gonna lie like that how you gonna lie like that Tell me how you 'bout to lie like that I just need some time I'm tryna think straight I just need a moment in my own space But ain't that what we all say Sometimes I think back to the old days In the pointless conversations with the old me Yeah back when my momma used to hold me I wish somebody woulda told me Look as a kid I used to think life Is moving so slow I watch it go by Look out the window on my bus ride I thought the world was so small through my closed eyes I've always tried to control things In the end that's what controls me Maybe that's why I'm controllin' I wish somebody woulda told me The older I get I feel like I'm always tryna save time Talkin' to the voices in my head they make me think twice Tellin' me it doesn't mean it's wrong because it feels right I'm scared that one day I'll wake up and wonder where'd the time go Talk about the past like it's the present while I rock slow I'll sit in the living room and laugh with kids of my own If you want love you gon' have to go through the pain I wish you woulda told me If you want love you gon' have to learn how to change I wish somebody woulda told me If you want trust you gon' have to give some away You gon' have to give If you want love if you want love Yeah I gotta say like a month ago I was talking to fans And one of 'em pulled me aside and said We never met but I swear that you know who I am I've been through a lot I don't know how to express it to people don't think that I can But I got that Mansion CD on rotation That's real for me Nate you do not understand It's crazy for me Kids hit me up say they slittin' they wrists on the daily This music is more than you think Don't book me for just entertainment it's entertainin' Hearin' these parents they telling their kids My music is violent you gotta be kidding me I guess that your definition of violence and mine Is something that we look at differently How do you picture me huh Want me to smile you want me to laugh You want me to walk on the stage with a smile on my face When I'm mad and put on a mask For real though I mean what you expect from me I'm tryna do this respectfully They say that life is a race I knew my problems would prolly catch up eventually I do my best to be calm How you gon' write me and tell me you'd slaughter my family That's just a glimpse to the stuff that gets sent to me These are the parts of my life they don't never see woo I am aware it's aggressive I am not here for acceptance I don't know what you expected But what you expect when you walk in a therapy session huh Therapy therapy session This girl at the show looked me in the face And told me her life's full of drama Said her dad is abusive Apparently he likes to beat on her mama I got so angry inside I wanted to tell her to give me his number But what you gon' do with it right You gon' hit him up then he'll start hittin' her harder that's real These kids they come to my shows With tears in they eyes Imagine someone looking at you And sayin' your music's the reason that they are alive Sometimes I don't know how to handle it This type of life isn't glamorous This ain't an act for the cameras You see me walk on these stages But have no idea what I'm dealing with after it nah I put it all in the open This is the way that I cope with all my emotion I'm taking pictures with thousands of people But honestly I feel like nobody knows me I'm tryin' to deal with depression I'm tryin' to deal with the pressure How you gon' tell me my music does not have a message When I'm looking out at this crowd full of people I know I affected agh I got some things in my life I know I should let 'em go Let me jot it down Let me take a mental note I put it all in this microphone Think about that for a minute What is the point of this song I'm just venting But what you expect from a therapy session huh What you think about me that doesn't worry me I know I handle some things immaturely I know that I need to grow in maturity I ain't gon' walk on these stages in front of these people And act like I live my life perfectly That doesn't work for me Christian is not the definition of what perfect means I ain't the type to be quiet I ain't gon' sit here in silence If I wouldn't say what I say to your face Then I promise you I wouldn't say it in private I am not lyin' People go off on my page and I'm tryin' to quit the replyin' But this is ridiculous I'm passionate man I really mean what I'm writing You want me to keep it a hundred Okay I'll keep it a hundred I see a whole lot of talkin' on socials But honestly I don't see nothing in public You wanna know what it's like if you met me in person Listen to my verses This music is not just for people Who sit in the pews and pray at the churches nah I won't reject it I don't expect everyone to respect it I don't expect you to get my perspective But what you expect from a therapy session I mean I think sometimes people they confuse what I'm doin' I write about life I write about things that I'm actually dealing with Something that I'm actually experiencing This is real for me Like this is something that personally helps me as well I'm not confused about who gave me the gift God gave me the gift and he gave me the ability to do this And he also gave me this as an outlet And that's what music is for me When I feel something whether it's anger Um it's a passion about something or frustration Like this is where I go Just get in that you get in that head space y'know Woo Will somebody get the body bags We gon' put the beats in 'em nah Put the MCs in 'em season 'em put 'em on a beat with me then I'm eatin' 'em Get away from the table you rappers ain't hungry enough you rappers ain't hungry like us They talk about me like I'm here they talk about you like you was woo That nurse came into my room she told me I'm sick in the head I'm in hip-hop's hospital bed with a pad and a pen and a brace on my neck They told me that I'm never leavin' why I am as ill as it gets Any rapper that say that they runnin' the game I'ma come in they session and cut off they legs woo Strap a grenade to my head pull out the pin my music is mind-blowin' Ain't nobody do it like I do it You ain't ever been on my level I got a problem with the way they keep on talkin' and actin' like everybody gonna get it better sleep with your eyes open You wanna know what I noticed Look around at my fan base and they ready That last album was heavy That last album was gritty How you gon' match that Just let me Do what I do best you're better off playin' Russian roulette Y'all better watch it take a look at where the clock is It's my time this ladder of music that I climbed I took the machete the game isn't ready them rappers they comin' up on me I cut off the ladder and I told 'em bye-bye What you lookin' for a high-five Nice try Do not believe everything that you read on the Internet I do not know who your dentist is but he should clean out your mouth don't call me a sellout that's something I've never been I've been through Hell all my life though but I know what Heaven is Father forgive me for I am a sinner but You gave me music as medicine woo And nobody want a problem when they get in my zone better leave me be I'm a mean MC better feed me rappers or feed me beats I'll let you know if I make it I wonder what life would be like if I didn't stick out my neck Two hundred dollars inside of my bank account woo I was livin' on that I need some money to pay for my rent I need some money to pay for my gas I'm not complainin' I'm just bein' honest I promise that I will not beg for respect nah I get so frustrated take a look at what I've created Time is wasting and I ain't waiting I'm a doctor with no job me I don't have no patience I keep pacing Back and forth I keep racing You ain't never been in my book and I got a problem with it why 'Cause you actin' like you read my pages I wreck these stages real talk better give me space 'cause I am chasing Something they told me that I won't make it agh I'm not famous I'm just Nathan And I wonder how the world gon' take this They might hate it but you know anything about me you know that don't mean I'm changin' 'Cause you know I'm real with it don't care if you feelin' it I'm feelin' it You don't like it Then deal with it And if God ain't real isn't Used to wonder why I existed I exist in the world that's real different What you gon' be when you grow up Nate My life is a mess better watch your step when you step in it some of this brain is off-limits I'm off in a world you don't get 'cause you ain't ever been in it In ten minutes I still couldn't explain what's inside my brain don't mess with it I've invested a lot of me inside these lines I'm just protectin' 'em Everybody wanna hear the real version of life then don't get so sensitive When I say something a little bit raw I jot my thoughts and they call it negative You wanna know where my heart is I stand out 'cause I wear my garbage I work my hardest and every time I look into the mirror I don't forget about where I started woo What are you scared of me That's embarassin' If it wasn't for me you would've never wrote Therapy I've been here for you but how come you're never there for me It's a little bit twisted but I miss when you and I had scary dreams I don't really wanna talk about it Well that's too bad now Nate shut up We all do so we wouldn't have to hear about it every single record You don't really wanna change me Yeah I'm the one that made this happen Do you really wanna get rid of your main attraction Let's pack our bags and go back to Gladwin now Yeah it's time for the third record And you know I got the content I don't wanna make you nervous But it ain't like it used to be we got a lotta people watchin' You told me that you don't want me in your life that's pretty hard to digest And I told you I'd leave when we die and we ain't died yet Therapy Session was beautiful Nate but I'm wonderin' what's comin' next Yeah get that stupid hat off of your head when I'm talkin' to you you hear what I said You don't like the prison I built you Yeah you wanna know what the funny thing is You keep on talkin' to me like a stranger but we've been together since you were a kid yeah Took us from a no-name told you everything was okay Now you tryna cut me out of it like I ain't never been a part of it I am the heart of it I made this whole thing Yeah I put us on the dope stage you must have no brain What's the point of having guns if you can't aim What's the point of havin' blood with no veins What's the point of havin' love with no pain What I'm sayin' is me without you doesn't make any sense I know I'm intense in controlling but you need to learn how to cope with it that's just the way that it is If you didn't want me to live in your house you shouldn't have let me move in It's comfortable here and I like it I got my own room and everything it don't get better than this You say you wanna own your life then wake up and take your own advice You just mad 'cause you know I'm right Yeah I'm flattered you put me in Mansion but you should've told 'em right 'Bout your hands on the coldest nights You didn't tell 'em 'bout the times you and I used to hold the mic I mean what are you outta your mind 'Cause both of us will be come on let's go outside Is this what you wanted Both of us out in the open Let's do it then I mean why are you doin' this I know that you're mad but I'm not in the mood for this We got a record to drop So why you actin' like I'm not a part of it And where is my shovel at Prolly out back where it always is You can't get rid of all of me I'm the reason why Nah shut up I don't wanna hear another sentence Yeah it's real music 'til the day we die right Yeah ain't that the slogan Nathan Thought I told you to keep your mouth shut I mean so what You know I never listen Let me guess we gon' dig a hole kill the track and prolly put a beat in it Rap about it for like three minutes Ayy that's pretty deep isn't it Wait a minute you don't really think for a second that you're puttin' me in this No of course not just a little deeper then we'll go inside and we can stop diggin' You had me scared for a second I thought we were diggin' my grave We did what you don't like bein' afraid Here's a dose of your own medicine what you don't like how it tastes My therapist told me don't bury my issues but I'ma be honest man I'm feelin' great I think it's only right we go back to where you were created I wrote a song for Johnny without you but he ain't gon' like it let's see how he takes it He probably don't even remember us does he I wish I was buryin' anger But both of us know I'ma need him for that song he still lives in the basement Almost done should have done this a year ago I don't know why I waited You know how I get I put everything off in my personal life you hear what I'm sayin' That was a joke yeah it's hilarious ain't it You'll spend the rest of your life in my backyard or back of my mind depends how you see it Put the shovel away time to go back in the house now you'll be out in a week Tellin' me you want your room back that's funny what you ain't got nowhere to sleep I'ma just look out the window and laugh at you this is crazy to me 'Cause I thought you had me in prison this whole time but I'm the one holdin' the keys Look people ask me what the future is All I know is I'll be doin' this All I know is things are moving quick That's convenient for me 'cause that's how I live Now they see me out here movin' up You don't like me that makes two of us Time change yeah I can't adjust Yo it's who you are not who you was oh my Yeah just went to Europe they said the single is working I think I'm learning I am way more than what people might think when they look on the surface What is my purpose Yeah That is a question that I have been asking myself and it hurts 'Cause it's prolly something I should already know but I don't know it yet I'm tryna grow as a person woo I'm sick of people tellin' people I'm here 'cause of marketing dollars oh You think that everything is gonna blow just 'cause you market it harder No I got my hands in everything now they out here tryna get to me stop tryna lecture me You don't compare to my level of thinking so why do you think you compare to my energy huh Small circle but the number's growin' Hung up on him I ain't ready for it I'll get back to that when I make album four Less talkin' I've been workin' more Better me is what I'm workin' towards Y'all judgin' but we not in court no we not in court oh Lord Last couple years let's recap I make a livin' off of writin' out my regrets I'm doin' me I don't care where the scene's at Try to give me feedback I don't really need that I used to walk on stage in a V-neck I used to wear a lil' tie with a black vest I came a long way why you lookin' upset I'm tryna paint a picture get the vision you ain't hear it yet woo Look hold up hold up wait a minute please Flow's switchin' I got ADD Brain scatters when you play the beat It don't matter what you say to me I'll be doin' this at eighty-three I've been doin' this since ABCs In the major leagues doin' major things don't play with me woo I'm livin' life in the fast lane Wake up every morning thinkin' I'ma have a bad day Drive my own car I don't like the valet Park then I go into my mind with an AK Shoot every thought in my head then it rotates Losin' it all but I think that I'm okay Who is involved I don't know but I'm insane Poof And I'm gone wanna call me a no name what I'm prolly not what you thought I used to judge everybody that wasn't like me 'til I learned it was wrong Girl told me I should get it together and get out the dark I'm tryna give her my heart That's when I sit in my car writin' for hours until I can barely talk I mean where do I start Feels like I'm fallin' apart Act like my image is hard I always put up my guard Even when talkin' to God Sit in my room and I plot Everything that I'm not Comes out in the music I jot I give it all that I got I'm tryna think out the box no Yeah I got people standing outside a bus screaming my name I don't come out and take pictures they tell me I changed Guess I don't know what to say I leave it all on the stage Woke up in the cell where am I at Yeah it's cold but I like that What am I trapped Heart's beating out of my chest Door's locked but the keys are in my hands Hm yeah that's weird it doesn't make sense does it I make songs I don't make friends judge me Might smile but it ain't that funny Sing along to the pain they love it Life's like a merry-go-round And I'm still tryna figure it out I like space I don't fit in the crowds My whole life I've been airin' it out Oh I'm gettin' into character now Feels wrong but it feels right My feelings seal tight real nice But I will fight anything to win But I'm not Mike Tyson I won't bite ya But I will tell you if I don't like you I am not the norm I got my own shoes I ain't tryna fit in yours I never been married but I've felt divorced Hi I'm Nate have we met before Somebody told you I was wack Check the source Somebody told you I was back Yes of course You got a problem with the fans There's the door You lookin' for the old me Check the morgue agh Not a fortune-teller but I can see into the future better Ain't no tellin' what'll happen when I pick up the microphone get the fans together Same style but the songs are better Been a year and a half feels like it's gone forever Ain't no drink in my hand but you know the buzz is comin' Big steps in the game yeah the Hulk is running My thoughts are funny it feels like I'm onto something yeah I'm high off the music my head's in the clouds I kinda like it up here I am not comin' down I'd rather be alone I am not good in crowds Which is kinda confusin' I know been that way since a child They laughin' they tell me I'll never get out I'm just tryna be me I am nobody else I don't care what you think I'm just bein' myself So I guess for now I'll just be the outcast I guess I'll be the outcast Yeah I guess I don't fit the mold of rap 'Cause I'm respectin' women I heard your record I was laughin at it Maybe they would like me more if I got a little graphic with it Nah I don't wanna blend in with you little rappin' idiots I'd rather be the outcast I ain't never puttin' out trash I take a hundred and staple it right to my tongue I always put the money where my mouth's at agh Feels good to be here now I'm a weird person with a weird crowd What you don't like that That's cool that's great that's fine okay you can leave now Got a weird smile but I like it though I paint it on me and I'm walkin' to the microphone And put the caution tape around me like I did in Intro 1 yeah Yeah they got me reminiscin' now Yeah you done know I'm 'bout to go mad Never wanted something so bad Goosebumps through the whole track Ain't no way I'm gonna hold back Got me thinkin' that I'm cookin' in a meth lab I don't blow it up in front of my own eyes You look a little lost you ain't get that Comin' from a town where nobody is a rapper Guess I never get the memo must've missed that Wow Here I go in my feelings again I can feel it again So I lay in my bed in my cell with the pen And I dwell on my sins I keep wonderin' when Time to open the the doors they don't know who I am But I pick up the keys and I put on my Timbs And I stare at the locks and the tat on my skin I'm high off the music my head's in the clouds I kinda like it up here I am not comin' down I'd rather be alone I am not good in crowds Which is kinda confusin' I know been that way since a child They laughin' they tell me I'll never get out I'm just tryna be me I am nobody else I don't care what you think I'm just bein' myself Take a knife to my head then I cut it open Take my brain put it on the floor tryna figure out my motives Y'all thought I was an issue when the door was locked Nah you should see me when the door opens Every night I can hear voices Put a camera in my face might turn Joker like I'm Mike Posner Always been a little complex Difficult to process Some of y'all wanna sit around and try to pick apart my bars Here's some lines you could dissect If I'ma die I'ma die givin' everything that I have Take a deep breath I don't need y'all's respect I'm a reject kid at recess playin' games with his make-believe friends Yeah I don't ever take a night off Lights off in the room and I write songs I might fall into my thoughts once in a while when the mic's off You ain't ever seen no drive like mine better hop outta my car I'm about to unlock my doors You ain't got a seat belt on better find one Gettin' sick of people tellin' me to smile more T.S. was a chapter I'll never forget it was therapy for me But it's time to turn the page now Hey shut up I'm tryna tell 'em my story I'm sorry I wasn't yellin' at y'all I was talkin' to the voices I rip out the drums of the industry's ears for tryin' to ignore me and playin' while singin' this chorus I guess I'll be the outcast Yeah most of my life's full of sad days Started at a young age Yeah bought a house but I've been livin' on stage Tryna find the real me I ain't found it yet Wake up every morning feelin' like I'm guilty I don't want no one to help me Yeah I don't want no one to help me and If you think that I make decisions based off of what you think then you're wrong Can't nobody think for me I got my own thoughts Sometimes you don't know what you had until it's all gone till it's all gone If I took the hand that was dealt me then I would be nowhere in life Yeah I had to think smart Threw away the deck and got my own cards Most of my life's full of regrets Things I wanna take back yeah Wrote you a letter wish that I had never sent that Didn't even make sense I don't even know All I know is I get lower on the weekends They tell me I should make friends I just sit at home Lately I've been off the deep end yeah I've been off the deep end and If you think that I'm 'bout to change who I am just for you then you're so wrong As a kid I built a house around my broke heart Sometimes you don't know what you had until it falls apart till it falls apart If I took the hand that was dealt me then I would be nowhere in life Yeah I had to think smart Threw away the deck and got my own cards Long before I had the money to afford a car Yeah I'm reminiscin' back to both of us laughin' Playin' old records thinkin' every one of 'em's classic Windows down we on the street up in Michigan rappin' We talked about it but never really knew it could happen My confidence about as low as the gas is We didn't have the money for it so we'd turn the key backwards and sit in parking lots for hours till the battery crashes I think that we related 'cause both of us were lookin' for answers A couple months ago I drove into Gladwin got me all in my feelings It's somethin' 'bout bein' somewhere that's familiar Pull in the gas station open up the tank then I fill it then laugh Would I move back Mm not in a million but I appreciate the memories we had I know you've been callin' sorry I never call back I know I've been distant you know I never meant that You can tell the family how I'm doing if they ask Yeah I know the person in the mirror's not a perfect one I look at him every day and think he's not enough My life's a book that I don't really like to open up I'm twenty-six but I feel like I live in chapter one I skim through it I've been through it they laugh at us You think it's funny yeah laugh it up I always felt like no one listened to me that's how I grew up Church is where I found God but it's also where I learned to judge Yeah I had to learn there's a difference between What you want and what you really need I've always been motivated by comments from people tellin' me Things they think I'll never be and then I become it this is my everything There's so much that goes on in my head that people will never see You probably be terrified of my memories don't lecture me Let me be let me see let me breathe how they remember me Doesn't alter who I am as a person to take my energy yeah Hard days cold nights Staring down at an empty cup like I'ma fill I'ma fill it up All day all night Ten feet down nearly my whole life But I'll be rising rising up Yeah my fans made me who I am but they also deceived me I've been allowed to live life like I'm already grieving I'm at a table of lies but don't eat what they feed me My hoodie over my face so nobody can see me I'm on a plane 'bout to fly again Looking out the window take a moment to admire it Wondering how high it is wonder where the time has went Then I shut the window and go back to feeling like I'm out my mind again agh Yeah seems like we're all trying to climb a ladder It's crazy what we'll do to climb it faster It's like we throw away the things in life that really matter Just so we could make it to the top and wonder what we're even climbing after I know the feeling of feeling like everything that you deal with Don't never change that's part of being a human yeah Life's what you make of it take it embrace it and take it and savor it Ain't about what you did it's what you became from it agh We all want what we never had The good life doesn't seem so bad The good life doesn't seem so sad Yeah we all want what we never had whoa Hard days cold nights Staring down at an empty cup like I'ma fill I'ma fill it up All day all night Ten feet down nearly my whole life But I'll be rising rising up Cold nights cold nights long night Staring down at an empty cup like I'ma fill I'ma fill it up All night all night Ten feet down nearly my whole life But I'll be rising rising up All I ever wanted was somebody to hear me And all I ever wanted was somebody to feel me And everybody wanna tell me that I'm out of my head When I'm on the mic that's fine but that don't scare me It's been a long time but I'm back now Rap pow welcome to the rap house Rap pow will live 'til I pass out Blackout blackout everybody keep on wonderin' if I still rap now Are you serious Anybody out there hearin' this Yo I came in the game as a lyricist And I'ma leave like that period You sniff lines I write lines You've now entered in my mind And you better get ready 'cause you might find I'm from a different place and my kind It's a little bit different than yours is Quit snoring hip-hop isn't dead It's just been in mournin' From the moment I quit recording Quick record this Listen I'm warming up and you're misinformed if You think that I'm slipping up this ain't sick enough Then I'll skip the chorus I've been here ain't nobody heard of me Yeah I'ma turn this beat to a murder scene I don't live for the world I live for the King I live for the King focus Wrote this with emotion It's hard to get a break when the doors ain't open It's hard to get a shot when the gun ain't loaded And it's hard to make a living when nobody wanna notice hold it What am I insane maybe Plain crazy You put me in a room with a mic you will not restrain me You do what you wanted but you can't contain me lazy Is not a character trait of mine don't wait in line This is the current condition of my state of mind All I ever wanted was somebody to get this All I ever wanted was somebody to play this Yeah take my song put it on their playlist And get goosebumps every time they play it rate us If that's my calling or not Father maybe I should just not bother Go back to that nine-to-five but I am not a Quitter so quit that I never been a killer but I guarantee I kill tracks Put them in a coffin lost in rip that Tryin' to make an impact in rap is that insane Well I guess so Rap though better give me that pencil And you ain't ever gonna make it it's all mental I am in a place where I can't let go agh I still work a job and do this and y'all know what's stupid I thought all you had to do was get a record deal and your things start moving But that's not the case because most of the times the artists you hear You keep on thinking that artist is new but that artist has prolly been at it for years Yeah in the back of my mind thinking am I wasting my time dreamin' And I ain't got no money in my wallet but I guarantee there ain't no way that I am gonna leave this I need this I swear to y'all I need this And this hip-hop's in my veins if you cut me I'ma bleed it And yo what you think I write write raps for No reason No Take my pain and I put 'em in a song ever since them pills they took my mom I've been a different person don't try to predict my verses What you're hearing now is me whether I'm in front or behind that curtain I stand behind these words here I'm a Christian but I'm not perfect Don't tell me to calm down I'm calm now listen I'm just working Yeah it might take a minute to get it but once you get it everything will be crystal clear I don't think they see my vision here I don't think they see my vision here Don't tell me that this isn't real This is all that I have this is all that I have Started with phone conversations and I Flew out to see you it's raining outside We sat by the water and talked about life Said you lost your dad girl I know how that feels I lost my mom tryna deal with that still I guess we connect on our hatred for pills You got me thinking things I never used to I'm not the phone type I'd rather be with you but I miss you I have to admit on this road I get lonely But you make me smile every time that you call me You let me be myself You don't control me I got you on my mind baby Laying in my bed I'm just staring at the ceiling baby I just wanna know if you feel what I'm feeling baby Got you on my mind yeah tell me what the deal is lately Yeah deal is lately deal is lately I'm a man of my word girl believe that I'm a closed book but somehow you learn to read that Know that I should relax hate the way I react Thinking that I'm good but you know I'm 'bout to relapse Girl I wake up in the morning' all I can think of is you My name buzzin' ain't no way you could ignore it I did not come this far so they could ignore me I'd rather get it done don't focus on what's not important They try to talk to me like they been nothin' but supportive Appreciate the love but do not show up on my doorstep If you ain't about that real I suggest that you avoid me If we ain't on the same page that's the end of story agh You are not a baller 'cause your closet's full of Jordan's You are not a rich man 'cause you're on the Forbes list First I dropped a record then you know I gotta tour it Real's still the slogan only difference is there's more of us The story of my life feels like it's just beginnin' now I ask you a question I want answers not the run-around You the one that brought it up but I'm the one to shut it down If you ain't got the album yet I brought you one I'm at your house I know where I'm goin' I don't let no one distract me I don't need directions from nobody in the back seat I don't need these people in my corner tryna gas me I'd rather have people in my corner tryna check me Yeah I walk off the bus a different city than the last week Let the fans speak they gon' tell you 'bout the past me If I'm bein' honest last year I was in a bad place Wouldn't say I'm out of it but don't feel like I can't be agh Who you know droppin' clean records but they nasty I was made for this I could tell when Mama had me Who'd a known I'd write something that could change lives I don't think y'all fully understand the way you changed mine I look at the future that's in front of me with both eyes Three records three years I don't like to waste time This may be the last air that I'll breathe So I'll breathe it in I'll breathe it in I heard that pictures don't change Just the people inside of 'em do Whoever told you that life would be easy I promise that person was lyin' to you You got a problem with followin' through That's why I got a problem with followin' you You keep lookin' at me like this problem is new But we've been here before what you tryin' to do Don't talk to me like I don't know what you feeling 'Cause I was there with you back in the beginning Quit looking away when I talk let me finish I'm tryna be honest you're tryna forget me ugh What's wrong with you hey I know that you got a lot on your plate You keep telling me I should get out of your way But I can't see how you gon' lie to my face Don't tell me you fine 'Cause I know that you not so don't even try it And what we gon' live for in this life full of pain 'Til we're eighty and one day we'll get up and say we regretted our lives 'Cause that's where we're going And do not pretend like you don't even notice The funny thing is that you already know it I'm starting to think that you like how it feels to be lost in the moment Lost in the moment lost in the moment Yeah they told us that time flies didn't know what it means Now I feel like we just running around tryna Catch it and hoping to cut off it's wings But that ain't gon' happen Joy when was the last time we had it I don't remember 'cause all that we do Is go backwards but that's what you get When you live in the past tense And I know we breathing but we not alive Really is this the way we wanna die 'til you got everything bottled inside If only they knew what goes on in our minds I know what you thinking so don't try to hide Why do you look at me like you surprised If you really mean what you write in these lines Then why don't you fix it 'cause I'm getting tired Yeah I can no longer do this Ever since you fell in love with the music See You find a way to express what you feel But the moment that you get away from the mic you don't know what you doing Is it clear to you yet I don't know what's going on in your head But eventually you'll have to deal with the things That you talk about yeah but I guess until then we're lost This may be the last sunset I'll see So I'll take it in I'll take it in This may be the last air that I'll breathe So I'll breathe it in I'll breathe it in Too many faces too many faces too many faces Yeah what's your definition of success I don't trust the thoughts that come inside my head I don't trust this thing that beats inside my chest Who I am and who I wanna be cannot connect why Don't think I deserve it You get no respect I just made a couple mil' still not impressed Let You Down goes triple platinum yeah okay okay I guess Smile for a moment then these questions startin' to fill my head not again I push away the people that I love the most why I don't want no one to know I'm vulnerable why That makes me feel weak and so uncomfortable why Stop askin' me questions I just wanna feel alive Until I die this isn't Nate's flow Just let me rhyme I'm in disguise I'm a busy person got no time for lies one of a kind They don't see it I pull out they eyes I'm on the rise I've been doin' this for most my life with no advice Take my chances I just roll the dice do what I like As a kid I was afraid of heights put that aside Now I'm here and they look so surprised well so am I woo They don't invite me to the parties but I still arrive Kick down the door and then I go inside Then take the keys right off the counter let's go for a ride Why do y'all look mortified I keep to myself they think I'm sorta shy organized Let You Down's the only song you've heard of Well then you're behind Story time wish that I could think like Big Sean does but I just can't decide If I should stick my knife inside of Pennywise I I don't care what anybody else thinks lies I do not need nobody to help me lies I kinda feel guilty 'cause I'm wealthy why Inside I feel divided Back when I ain't had a dime but had the drive Nothin' to me's ever good enough I could be workin' for twenty-four hours a day and think I never did enough My life is a movie but there ain't no tellin' what you're gonna see in my cinema I wanna be great but I get it in the way of myself and I think about everything that I could never be Why do I do it though Ayy yeah Why you always lookin' aggravated Not a choice you know I had to make it When they talk about the greatest they gon' probably never put us in the conversation Like somethin' then I gotta take it Write somethin' then I might erase it I love it then I really hate it What's the problem Nathan I don't know I know I like to preach to always be yourself But my emotions make me feel like I am someone else Me and pride had made a pact that we don't need no help Which feels like I'm at war inside myself but I forgot the shells I hold my issues up for all to see like show and tell A lot of people know me but not a lot know me well Hold my issues up for all to see like show and tell A lot of people know me but they don't know me well I meant it when I told you I would change Meant it when I told you I would stay Sick of talkin' on the phone babe Time to pack your car and come to my state Come to my place look at my face oh yeah You know I ain't playin' I'm savin' some money yeah hop in the car And get on the road here we go Baby I can't lie I'm a little bit I'm a little bit scared right now girl girl yeah You said you want more And I can't blame you for Askin' me what's somethin' you deserve Yeah I knew it you was my type We ain't gotta skip to the highlight You're the highlight girl of my life Both of us have got a past but it's alright All night car rides Drivin' through the city yeah the view's fantastic It's automatic could see you smile gotta have it She got me thinkin' maybe I'ma have to put a ring on it girl I ain't never been a romantic but I can romance ya' Get your shoes on baby I am not asking I'm 'bout to take you out to dinner put the black dress on Got the room gaspin' how did this happen I don't even know She's the type to sing my words at the show She's the type to pick me up when I'm low And remind me she got my back no matter what Yeah I think she hearin' me now Say what I think so I'm thinkin' out loud I need a woman I know I can trust and I got one I guess you can say that she down Callin' my phone and she told me she proud She said my name and I like how that sounds oh yeah I like how this sounds Baby don't make me lose myself Baby I need somebody I know I can trust I mean I'm being honest I ain't ever met a girl like you Baby you can call me You can call me anytime You can call me any day anytime You know I'ma answer I won't let you I won't let you down yeah You said you want more And I can't blame you for Askin' me for somethin' you deserve I said girl I said you're special I said you're special I'm dedicated the definition of dedication Wrote this whole record while I was levitating Sittin' in my room with the pen and paper I'm innovative They've been afraid of me since I was a second grader I'm the kid on the playground mama told you to never play with There's levels of music and I'm in the elevator Going up to the top floor look how we elevated What you don't know the brand by now You better get educated Take both of my arms rip 'em out the sockets and separate 'em Forgive me yeah I know I get animated Don't matter I still write a better record than yours without a hesitation Never been more motivated Just look at all the minds I have opened and penetrated See I am the voice of all these kids that think things but never say 'em That's why they come to my shows wearing the NF hoodies and hats low like we're carrying weapons ah Put the controllers away it's game over I promise I'm way colder The fans keep saying that they're hungry for new music Well that's pretty convenient 'cause I just made a plate for 'em And I don't hear what none of y'all are saying I just sit at the keys feeling the music Got me thinking I'm Beethoven The game needs a makeover If you've been waiting the wait's over You ain't notice y'all about to witness a takeover I'm home Yeah they waiting on me to match the Emotion that I had in the last one What if I don't they gon' tell me that I'm losing my passion If I do am I repeating my actions There ain't nothing I can write that'll match that My biggest fear writing this record wasn't putting out trash It was disappointing myself and the fanbase Now I want you to picture me I'm in a hotel rapping crying on the floor of the bathroom Tryna figure out if I'ma always feel the way that I feel or maybe someday I can learn to be happy Or maybe I can't be 'cause if the music ain't emotional enough are they gon' call me a has-been Pain's always been the root of my music If I cut it off how am I supposed to keep growing If I let it go won't my whole career be in ruins That's when I realized this whole conversation is stupid I never cared to impress people that don't even know me I just write what I feel somehow it started a movement Trying to enjoy a career but I don't know how to do it When I spend all of my time being afraid I'ma lose it But then I figured out the reason they follow me The reason why these fans surrounding me It's not 'cause I'm a Rap-God I don't need you people to bow to me All they ever did was doubt on me now everyone's proud of me Acknowledge me or not you ain't ignoring the following I'm just teaching 'em something they couldn't learn in they colleges This is for the kids feeling like they live at the bottom and every day of they lives feels like it's darker than Halloween Yeah you ain't alone out there look around you we got a lot of fans in here Couple hundred thousand that's what we did last year Listen to Intro trying to kill my fear They'll get that in a minute We about to shatter the critics I am a savage admit it A lot of baggage I live in That's why the passion is different Really don't care if they get it We're only three records in it and this is just the beginning You spend your life in a dream that you can't escape 'Cause you live your life in a coma you're never awake If you'd open your eyes then maybe you'd see what's at stake You're sleeping you're sleeping You make a lot of money and you live in a mansion And pretty much got everything that you could ever imagine But you feel like even though you got everything in the world You got nothing So what you do then is you start going backwards You runnin' in a direction And you lookin' for something that isn't real And all you know is that you just gotta have it What you're doin' is sleepin' And thinking that you're awake and you're not And the problem is that you don't know what you're after So you put everything that you have into what you do Hoping that one day maybe you don't have to feel like you're empty But as you get older a lot of weight on your shoulders is getting heavy Then you look back and you start to regret things You only get one life And every time you lookin' at yours You feel like everything you have is a waste And the problem and the reason you could never fill a hole in your life Is because you were never awake You spend your life in a dream that you can't escape 'Cause you live your life in a coma you're never awake Wake up wake up wake up wake up You wake up in the morning But you feel like you never got up and go to work And you feelin' like you ain't got a purpose And you tryna get motivated but everything you do turns into a mess Like you ain't nothing but worthless And yo you look around A lot of these other people you lookin' at To you you describe as perfect So you point a finger at God and tell him to do his job And fix ya life up 'cause nothin' is workin' And you will try to hide it and make it seem like it's nothin' But really you feel like everything is crashin' around you And you developed a problem in trusting in other people Which later became an issue that would mentally pound you You only get one life But every time you lookin' at yours you feel like all you ever see are mistakes And the problem and the reason you could never move forward in life Is because you were never awake Wake up You spend your life in a dream that you can't escape 'Cause you live your life in a coma you're never awake Wake up wake up wake up wake up You spend your life in a dream that you can't escape 'Cause you live your life in a coma you're never awake Only time you ever call me is when you feelin' like don't nobody else wanna listen When's the last time you saw me You probably don't remember that 'cause that was back then you were different I don't wanna hear the sorry's I'm tired of all the talkin' to be honest I would rather see a difference Yeah you pass me in the hallway But you ain't say a word to me Lately all I ever feel is distant You don't care that you lost me What's wrong with ya Had a picture of you sittin' on the dash in the car with me Now it's in my closet with the other ones sittin' in a box I don't wanna open up You took it all from me Told me you would die for me Yeah all you ever do is lie to me Wish that I could say that this has come as surprise see to me Told me that I never took the time and now you ain't got the time for me Yeah We used to talk like best friends I remember that I guess I don't know what happened to us Now you got me questionin' what trust is You told me you would be there for me Yeah but you ain't really mean it did ya Now you wanna jump ship Leave me here alone Well I'm used to it Everybody else did Who you havin' fun with Don't tell me I don't wanna know every time I ask I just feel sick You're the one that jumped in Told me you had some feelins Now you tryin' to tell me that is not true Who I'm lookin' at right now but I know the person that I'm lookin' at is not you They say that you are who you hang with Maybe that's the reason you been changin' Maybe that's the reason why I'm feelin' like you're dangerous And every time we talk it's like I'm talkin' to a stranger I mean this with love when I say it I wanna answer the phone when you call me The problem is it's 10 in the morning and you're already drinkin' You're probably already wasted What's the point in having conversation with somebody that Won't remember we had conversations yeah we always talk about the same things we just say 'em different Try to fix it crazy isn't it I think that both of us live in the past so we take for granted the present Maybe next time I'm in Michigan I'll come and visit We ain't got a lot in common but both of us miss her We could sit inside your smoke-filled livin' room and tear up together that's real I might do some things you don't like We all make mistakes that's just life They might say I changed that's alright That's alright that's alright That's just my life my life my life my life My life my life You know my patience is very thin Wish I was there again I'm not embarrassed to say that we've always had issues I'm embarrassed to say that we never took care of 'em yeah Pain will always find its way to the surface No matter how deep you bury him Growin' up I felt like no one ever really got me eventually I took that out on relationships I put my arm around you and I mean it I love you to death These are the moments I know I'ma always hold onto and cherish 'em yeah Life's about taking chances making moves Not about what you did it's what you do Build on what you got and learn from what you lose And never let people distract you from being you I might do some things you don't like We all make mistakes that's just life They might say I changed that's alright I'm back did anyone miss me They said the second record can be tricky Well that's kind of funny 'cause I am not trippin' My fans they know what it is and they with me Yeah I ain't the type that's gon' ride with the semi I came from a town with three lights and no city I've been doing shows for nothin' but pennies When I leave the stage they never forget me Mansion was a glimpse of my life I let you see what it's like to be in my head People ask me what I think I think I'd be doin' If it wasn't music I'd rather be dead agh You heard what I said that was like me at a three You don't wanna see me at ten Or maybe you do I promise if that is the case then that is what y'all gonna get If you're looking for music with watered down lyrics I promise that you need to go somewhere else And if you want somebody to tell you everything That you wanna hear I won't be any help This flow is familiar I think I heard it before Yeah I made it myself I left the door open to come in my mansion But I never said it's a beautiful house Some of y'all sat on the porch Looked at my windows and stared at my door They ask me if I'm gonna kill it this record Well you need to get some new friends I'm as chill as it gets 'Til I get on the stage and flip on the switch And I go to a place where nobody is If you bring up my name in a song that's something that you will regret Learned a lot in a year I remember the shows when no one was there I remember the shows when nobody cared It's funny now isn't it This type of life isn't how I envisioned it This type of life it just ain't how I pictured it I'm in the back of the tour bus Tryin' to FaceTime my family it's different Not what you think it is Write a review tell me what you think of this Give me three stars and call me an idiot But to be honest it don't make a difference I know some people don't get it But you have now entered a therapy session If you don't like music that's personal I have no clue what you people are doin' here might as well throw out the record I pull up a chair I talk to my music like nobody's there Only person I judge is the one in the mirror And lately he ain't doin' well I don't need y'all in my ear I'm tired of hearin' it You call it music I call her my therapist She keep on telling me I have been carryin' Way too much baggage I need to take care of it I know she's right but man it's embarrassing Music has raised me more than my parent did Take out a picture of us and I stare at it Who am I kiddin' You probably ain't hearin' this Show me an artist you wanna compare me with You put us both on a track I'ma bury 'em Give me the shovel it's 'bout to get scarier None of you want it with rap who you staring at I see you got beats but where is the lyrics at NF is the logo you know I've been wearin' that Don't come to my show and be sittin' that very back Thought I'd be happy it feels like I'm cursed It's hard to be clean when you play in the dirt You gave me this place to go when I'm hurtin' I thought it'd get better but it's getting worse And I got nobody to blame when I work Like twenty-four seven I ain't been to church And Satan keep callin' me he tryna flirt I hang up the phone these are more than just words I drive on that highway and listen to Mansion Yellin' with all of my fans to wake up But feel like I haven't I get emotional I didn't plan this I'm doing things I never imagined I'm sorry but I gotta leave I don't wanna be late for my therapy session agh When I die put my ashes in a trash bag I don't care where they go Don't waste your money on my gravestone I'm more concerned about my soul Everybody's gon' die Don't everybody live though Sometimes I look up to the sky Listen Yeah everybody wants change Don't nobody wanna change though Don't nobody wanna pray 'Til they got something to pray for Know everybody's gon' die But don't everybody live though Sometimes I look up to the sky It's easy to blame God but harder to fix things Watchin' the news in our livin' rooms on the big screens If God's really real then where is he You see the same God that we're sayin' might not even exist Becomes real to us but only when we dyin' in bed When you're healthy it's like we don't really care for Him then Leave me alone God I'll call you when I need you again Which is funny everyone will sleep in the pews Then blame God for our problems like he's sleeping on you We turn our backs on him what do you expect him to do It's hard to answer prayers when nobody's prayin' to you I look around at this world we walk on It's a smack in the face don't ever tell me there's no God And if there isn't then what are we here for And what are y'all doing down there I don't know Lord I'm paralyzed where are my feelings I no longer feel things I know I should I'm paralyzed where is the real me I'm lost and it kills me inside I'm paralyzed When did I become so cold When did I become ashamed Where's the person that I know They must have left they must have left with all my faith I'm paralyzed where are my feelings I no longer feel things I know I should I'm paralyzed where is the real me I'm lost and it kills me inside I'm paralyzed I'm paralyzed I'm scared to live but I'm scared to die And if life is pain then I buried mine A long time ago but it's still alive And it's taking over me where am I I wanna feel something I'm numb inside But I don't feel nothing I wonder why I'm on the race of life and time passes by Look I sit back and I watch it Hands in my pockets Waves come crashing over me but I just watch 'em I just watch 'em I'm under water but I feel like I'm on top of it I'm at the bottom and I don't know what the problem is I'm in a box but I'm the one who locked me in Suffocatin' and I'm running out of oxygen I'm paralyzed where are my feelings I no longer feel things I know I should I'm paralyzed where is the real me I'm lost and it kills me inside I'm paralyzed Where is the real me I'm lost and it kills me inside I'm paralyzed Call me at 3 a.m. tellin' me that I could be the one oh yeah Maybe I was in love from the outside guess I ain't what you want no more If you got someone else inside of your life yeah that's good for you I'm happy You got someone that makes you smile more than I ever did yeah that's great Listen why they always tryna hurt me Why they always tryna burn me I swear to God should have never even happened in the first place Only time you hit me's on my birthday Wish that I could tell you that I got a lot of love for you Wish that I could tell you I got trust for you Once you put some money in the bank you understand that the money ain't enough for you Yeah look what it's done to you Everyone's your friend when the music start buzzin' I'm closer to the people that were there when I was nothin' Tryna talk about the past but you always changin' subject I ain't good at shakin' hands but I'm good at holdin' grudges Why you always frontin' huh Always tryna play wit' me Yeah whatchu gotta say to me I am not a slave to the people writin' checks to me This is destiny they ain't never had respect for me ah Call me at 3 a.m. tellin' me that I could be the one oh yeah Maybe I was in love from the outside guess I ain't what you want no more If you got someone else inside of your life yeah that's good for you I'm happy You got someone that makes you smile more than I ever did yeah that's great I don't like that Why you always tryna play I ain't got a clue right now Everything I ever wanted was someone I'm watching them go Yeah you said I'm scared for you Lemme say a prayer for you Hope you never make it to the top just to find out there ain't nothing there for you And now the people tryna tell you that they care for you never cared for you First time that you ever told me that you loved me I know that was probably weird for you 'Cause I didn't say it back I'm so caught up in the past and I know I wasn't fair to you woo Maybe I don't see the world like I'm supposed to Maybe I'm just living in a nightmare Maybe all the people that I thought that I was close to Wouldn't be around if it wasn't for my career Yeah this third record doesn't pop off how many people 'bout to drop off I know how it works if the record doesn't work then it's my fault I'm in a room full of fans singin' my thoughts my God woo Call me at 3 a.m. tellin' me that I could be the one oh yeah Maybe I was in love from the outside guess I ain't what you want no more If you got someone else inside of your life yeah that's good for you I'm happy You got someone that makes you smile more than I ever did yeah that's great Why you always tryna play I ain't gotta clue right now Everything I ever wanted was someone I'm watching them go Yeah yeah I'm done with that Reminiscing 'bout all we had We got nowhere to go you got all the things you wanted Got everything that you wanted Just let me work no just let me work no I'm out here grindin' Yeah I'm out here grindin' I told 'em that I'm out here grindin' You ain't never heard nothin' like this Let me work show me where the mic is I'm on stage black shirt in my Timbs You know how I do it I ain't playin' with you I've been grindin' Anybody tryna sleep on me better do somethin' with your eyelids I hear a lot of whinin' but I don't hear a lot of rhymin' woo Everybody got opinions let it go into my ear and then I block that Put me on stage I'ma rock that Sayin' you the best Stop that Phony I am not that yeah What are y'all doin' out here What are y'all doin' out here Maybe you should spend a little less time with the women on your arms and a little bit more with your career I ain't saying I'm the best but I should be in the top ten give me a list of names I'ma top them I'm just playing with ya I don't care where the top is Leave me at the bottom let me work for it You ain't never gonna find another rapper in the game and tell me that he works more Tell me that he works more nah You might see me with my hoodie up I ain't leaving 'til I finish This industry ain't nothing but a box but I ain't gon' climb in it You put me inside a room full of rappers come back in five minutes I'ma be the only one still alive with a note on my chest saying that I did it You do it for fame we are way different Y'all are looking weak we ain't cooking in the same kitchen Everybody got a shirt with a stain in it Some of us'll never wear it out though let me get it I guess I don't understand This wasn't part of my plan Some of these people they're thinking 'cause they heard the name that they really know who I am Bring the beat down I got no time for these Hollywood people I'd rather give time to my fans You'd rather chill with these women that like you for money But I'd rather chill with my fam yeah I'm out here grindin' Yeah I see the mic but you looking like a pilot What's the point of a plane if you don't know how to fly it Rise of the underdog I don't like none of y'all I'm not like one of y'all I'm from the jungle I run with the son of God Yeah what is you running for They should be running from me Most of my family we don't even speak I'm getting married in twenty-two weeks And they still haven't said Hi or wanted to meet huh I'm not the type to complain If we don't get it we try it again And I'd die for the gang Misfit my blood They don't like us and we question they mom like Woo Promise I do it I'm tryna give you my everything I don't care what they are doing I'm tryna do what they couldn't do Laugh at the rappers you look up to Don't waste time with the centerfolds I'm alive it's a miracle Freestylin' since middle school I will battle the principal Wear all black like a funeral I'm doing me I don't live for you Been sick with the pen since I was ten inches tall I'm relentless you guessed it back with the vengeance In the set list every sentence so raw you can sense it No question tryna be the best that Ever walked this earth if I'm not then I'm next up Dressed up like I'm 'bout to hit a bank or somethin' Yeah I am not the one you wanna mess with no When I come into the room put your heads down What does that mean I'm a rap fiend with a bad lead You could run if you want but you'll never catch me So cold with it y'all don't get it Let you put me in a cage just so I can open it Handcuffed hands up this is dope to me Oh you thought you had me captured So funny Better run from me I don't think you really understand what this does for me I dress bummy but I clean up nice they ain't never seen this side of me Long T-shirt they eyein' me Rules don't apply to me You better give me my privacy I got the fans I got because I'm takin' them behind the scenes Yeah look at all that we accomplished Quittin' for me's not an option I wanna look at my kids in the face when I'm older and say I did something admirable Fast checks fast women that don't inspire me no You don't wanna know what's goin' on inside my personal life Then get out my diary yeah I wanna know what it's like to wake up in the morning and feel like it's real when I'm laughin' I wanna know what it's like to sit down with my friends and feel like they might understand me I wanna know that the people around me care less about Grammys and more about family Yeah record labels' signin' artists they ain't got a clue what to do with Why would I put my career in the hands of someone that don't even know what they doin' Heard you tellin' people you don't really like the content Whatchu wanna hear me rap about How I'm on the road gettin' side chicks You should treat your mouth like your phone in a movie theater put that on silence I don't care what everybody else is doin' I'm just bein' me and that's not how I live Oh my oh my yeah I'm in the zone now Zoned out come to my show with they phones out Whole crowd oh wow that's wild tone down no I have created my own style I have created my own sound Oh you didn't know Well you know it now Slowin' down Livin' happy this is what I was made for They say you get what you paid for Always look to Heaven try to pay attention when you talkin' to God I wish I'da paid more I should have prayed more Everybody's out here shoppin' tryna find a different product in the same stores Everybody wants they dream to fall in they lap but don't wanna work for it I've been doin' this since I was just a kid and mama bought me 8 Mile at the movie store Hopin' someday maybe I could do what I love for a livin' with people I care for People that care more about me as person than money I make for 'em yeah I wanna know what it's like to be happy I wanna know what it's like to wake up in the morning and feel like it's real when I'm laughin' I wanna know what it's like to sit down with my friends and feel like they might understand me I wanna know that the people around me care less about Grammys and more about family Oh these hands are tired Oh this heart is tired Oh this soul is tired But I'll keep on I'll keep on Faith is something I am not accustomed to And trusting other people's something I don't really love to do I've never been a fan of it I act tougher Really my shoulders they ain't built for this and I don't have nothing It's like I'm standing in the rain and you offer me a raincoat But I would rather stand there and get wet than take the handout What's wrong with me You said you've always got your hands out And I cannot continue on my own so take my hands now I give you everything God not just a little bit Take it from me I am nothing but a hypocrite I hate sin but I built a house and I still live in it Afraid to open up the door to You and let You into it My soul is lost and what it needs is Your direction I know I've told You I do not need Your protection But I lied to You this thing is tiring And man was not created for it God Please retire me now Oh these hands are tired Oh this heart is tired Oh this soul is tired But I'll keep on I'll keep on Trust is something I am not accustomed to And I know the Bible says I should always trust in You But I don't never read that book enough And when I have a question I don't take the time to look it up Or pick it up It collects dust on my nightstand I'm just being honest Please take this outta my hands I have no control I am just a person But thank the Lord that I serve a God that's perfect I do not deserve the opportunity You've given me I never knew what freedom was until I learned what prison means I am not ashamed I don't care if they remember me My life will always have a hole if You are not the centerpiece Take me out of bondage take all of my pride If I don't have a Savior I don't have nothing inside Take all of my lust take all of my lies There's no better feeling than when I look in the sky in Your eyes It's amazing I grew up in a small place had to drive an hour just to see a movie I'm a simple person city life just doesn't move me I'd rather be home with my grandparents and playing Euchre Didn't wanna leave but this dream's calling I had to do it I left my girl there wish I would've done it different She was right when she told me that I don't ever listen I told her I would change a million times and never did it Apologies don't mean a thing if you don't ever fix it I love what I do but it's not what I expected This industry is not your friend well that's my perspective Sometimes the closest people to you make you feel protected But those are the same people that hurt you most and leave you guessing Some people say nobody's perfect but expect perfection How you supposed to find the answer if you don't ask the question Sometimes I look into the mirror and talk to my reflection When I go home and turn the music off what am I left with We used to be close but as time passed we became disconnected You never felt love and I always felt disrespected Your family thought I was a joke I was always defensive They just wanted what was best for you I just couldn't accept it And hurting you was not a part of my plan or my intentions But I was immature I guess I had to learn some lessons We grew apart and our lives went in different directions And there's a lot of responsibilities that I neglected I had a lot that was bottled inside couldn't express it And this pain won't leave I can feel the depression It's taking over my body feels like I'm always stressing Doctor told me I should sleep but I'm always restless I lay awake at night and think my thoughts are relentless I need a moment to breathe I need a moment to vent this I seem to be the only person that I play pretend with And when I turn the music off what am I really left with huh I told y'all I'm a psycho Ain't no tellin' what I might do yeah Doubt put his hands around my throat so I cut 'em off That's what you get for steppin' on my toes At the top of the key that's an iso My career about to take off flight mode You don't like where we're headed what you sittin' on my flight for huh You put in the album got you thinkin' it's your birthday woo Yeah I'm full of surprises A lot of pressure on the records so you know I'm makin' diamonds Tell me how would you define this You witnessin' the finest Yeah you never know what you can do until you try it ah I been workin' late nights like I'm Letterman He ain't workin' anymore Well forget it then Somebody get the sedatives Too late yeah the lightbulb's off in my head again Where is Edison for my adrenaline Rushin' through my veins like it's never did What good is the body man if you ain't got the head with it Since a kid up I've been a pessimist I like to focus on the negatives oh Lord I'm just fulfillin' my destiny Yeah my pops told me he was proud I don't think he knew what that meant to me Yeah you try to take advantage of me before you die you'll be dead to me Before you die you'll be dead to me Laugh when they question me y'all ain't no threat to me yeah Yeah you know I keep it real honest Real topics ain't no way I will stop it Chills watching everything that's going on around me they wonder if I still got it I'm still rhymin' just another day in paradise Phil Collins 'Til you put your hands on me yeah now we got a real problem Pay homage make comments We in the same genre but I can guarantee we don't put out the same product Get away from me there ain't nothing you can say to me Tried to roll my name through the dirt that's fine I was made from it You ain't made it to them printin' shirts with your face on it Outside tryna sell 'em at your shows those are fake dummy This is something can't nobody ever take from me No mistakin' me take a blade to me take a vein from me Let me know what you get when you pull the DNA from me woo No matches I've been the baddest no way to match it You never seen the passion that's even half this I'm wreakin' havoc I think the fact that you think I'm average is kinda madness So quit your naggin' you couldn't fathom what I've imagined Forget the mansion I'm in the attic It's pretty graphic but had to happen You won't see it get your glasses forget the status Yeah I feel like we might be on the come-up Knew I was a problem how I showed up Did not have to sell out but the show does They ask me why I do it so I told 'em I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to feel at home I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to be alone I got an issue with people pretending they like what they don't Please don't bring up my issues unless you gon' deal with your own Please don't try to pretend like you keep it real though Yeah it's funny that you got a lotta money But that money doesn't buy you skills though I don't care if I am on the billboards On a killing spree I'm about to kill more Got a chain on you paid a mill' for I mean what you people even live for I write raps you steal yours oh Lord We just getting warmed up Yeah I said I was coming I warned you So close to the fans I feel like they ride on my tour bus You wanna know what I do in my downtime They come to my fortress I apologize for all the corpses It's a mess right now But I haven't had time to put the rappers in the coffins We ain't talked in like six years Why you writing me now I just turned a hundred grands down Just to keep the brand looking right now I ain't bragging about the money I'm just saying I ain't controlled by the bank account Or the bank amounts I'm a business man But don't touch my money I don't play around woo Lights out when the mic's out About to hit the West Coast Hype crowds I just put a record out What you think I'm gonna pipe down Nah I've been looking for a beat Look what I found woo I mean everything is coming out of my mouth Tried to tell me yeah I ain't had the right sound Oh yeah Well Tell me what you think now Two records in the bag I ain't done though What's coming next year Let me hear the drum roll Don't flow Anybody wanna be the one to make an issue out of nothing Imma hit you with my iPhone I know I'm a little out of hand now I ain't looking for a handout You ain't like what I was doing last year Which is funny 'cause you lookin' like a fan now Are you a fan now I kinda miss being broke Now let me go back to my old days When I used to walk into high school And hand out my CD in hallways I told all my teachers that I'd be a rapper Okay that's a pretty nice dream but you better get a real job Yeah I live what you dreamin' I could do this while I'm sleepin' I ain't the type that will bring up your name for nothing But please don't give me a reason I'm on the edge now I ain't playin' with you Never really been a fan of takin' pictures I'm just being honest yeah I'll take it with you Shows sellin' out better get your tickets oh Lord I got a love for the fans I can't express what it feels like Sometimes I wonder if it's even real life Sometimes I look at the past and think about how I got here in the first place You know the glove is my birthplace I don't wanna be rude But I could get you on my worst days Say nothing for me Do it all the time Yeah they barely workin' while I'm workin' overtime Here's a little something for your car rides If they said I fell off they all lied Yeah you know the logo Better recognize Yeah it's Real Music 'til the day we die We back and forth yeah this ain't working this ain't working We don't wanna have a conversation We dont wanna think about it we wanna just fake it We just wanna act like everything is great Go back to the day watchin' movies in the basement And the problem is now I'm feeling like everything is changed And I'm trying to make a livin' on the music But I feel like every time I look at you I'm in a place It's hard to be the man of the house when you ain't gotta house It's complicated it's complicated We don't wanna talk it's complicated I'm sitting in the hotel room like Why Call your phone and apologize There's gotta be a way we can make this right We can make this right That I just can't let go I know this is a desperate kind of love But it feels like it's home You and I we've been through a lot together And I look back and I just uh I appreciate all the times that we had together you know I remember just going down in my room and You know dealing trying to deal with some things And you have always been there for that Always just me and you You and I've been best friends ever since I was a young kid Everything we did where has time went Got a lot of years coming up ahead of us And ever since we met I knew we'd get somewhere But the fact is I ain't really I ain't really know when I don't really know how either but I can feel the goose bumps my skin writing Now I've been waiting for the moment You and I can make it happen Lot of people think we ain't gonna make it rapping I ain't got a problem with em though they don't even matter We ain't looking for the people tryna say that we the baddest No I never liked that came a long way never did it for the money We ever make it big I'ma give it to the family Looking back now everything is looking funny You and I in the room writing up late when the mood strikes us We don't care if they do like us Writing songs for the haters we ain't even got yet Freestyling Somebody turn the mic up Talking bout things we don't really understand Talking bout things we don't really comprehend Me and you tryna get it we ain't quitting till the end Now I'm standing on stage tryna give it to the fans yah We took that karaoke machine from my room And uh we put it up to my CD player and played the instrumentals Man We've come a long way I made a lot of mistakes You've been there for the whole thing Help me with the drama Rapping in the car outside daily We don't care if it's the winter We don't care if its the summer I remember writing raps with the curse words I just wanna hear it seems like everybody does it Did it for awhile wasn't into all the cussin' Tried to find who I was Being everything I wasn't Real life yeah Gotta lot of anger You know where I'm at put it all over the pages And wrote it into raps said that we could be amazing if I give us a chance Now I'm lookin round like yeah look at where we at Look at where we at now we ain't made it yet but they can hear us in the background comin' Some are gonna hate it some are gonna love it I'ma put it in his hands and let God do the judging yeah Remember me and you always had you in the backpack Took you into school writing on you like its nuthin' a lot of people in the room See me scribble on a page but they ain't got a clue nah they ain't got a clue We're at the beginning hoping someday you and I can say We made it and we did it You ain't nuthin but a notepad to me who you kiddin I'm just runnin out of space I'll be back in a minute Turn the page homie I'm boss with it authentic all y'all frauds better Quit with the trash talk before you get tossed in it Y'all tripping bar ripping y'all sipping too much write 'til the palms dripping Lost in it thoughts different you don't want no drama Then don't get involved in it I'm in a whole different head space you making money Well that's great I got no interest in talking to people that I know are two-faced too fake get outta my face woo What are you doing in my lane There's already too many rappers I'm sick of the traffic and I ain't got no brakes I already passed you you don't like what I'm doing who asked you You got into music 'cause you think it's fun man I'm doing this 'cause I have to It's real music chills to it feel through it real stupid Skills truest quit moving woo If I say something I will do it yeah I used to dream of these moments I'm on the way to New Zealand I'm up in the clouds dang I mean who woulda known this who woulda known this This industry never told me I was welcome I went to the house with a bat and I broke in Then told 'em that I would be back I flatline all of your whack rhymes that's mine I have been taking it easy the game's mine fame why I don't care about none of that I'm just sick of the trash lines I grew up on Eminem now look where the game's at Lame raps Hollywood fame acts I'm sick of the same trash I got no blunt in my mouth but give me a beat I'ma blaze that woo Give me a beat I'ma blaze that you and me ain't in the same class You and me ain't on the same row music has always been my home I used to call up some people that won't call me back now they blowing up my phone woo Ain't it funny how that works Mad perks killing the record Got blood on my black shirt I'm jealous in love with the music don't ever come near her I ain't from around here how you let me run it down here If that isn't bothering none of you rappers then what are y'all doing out here That was like music to my ears might never make it I don't care Drake I love what you doing but call up the game and tell 'em that I'm here yeah I like that might snap I laugh y'all better surrender and get out your white flags And cancel your flight plans your career isn't taking off You sound like a hype man hit you with the mic stand And they ask what the hype's about come and find out I mean where is you clowns at I been training pen game is insane I'm done playing This music is ground breaking lung shaking done waiting Y'all taking my patience quit faking y'all hating it's crazy I mean you know what my name is Rhyme Slayer stop Nathan woo It feels like a tear in my heart Like a part of me missing And I just can't feel it Tears on my face I can't take it If lonely is a taste then it's all that I'm tasting Do you hear my cry Can you hold me in your arms Just wrap me in your arms in your arms I don't wanna be nowhere else Take me from the dark from the dark I ain't gonna make it myself Put your arms around me Let your love surround me If I ain't got you I ain't got nothing at all Feeling like I don't even know me I don't even know me Gotta have you gotta see you You're the only thing I have to think about The only one I that can't live without Yo love is like a drug that everybody uses You wanna know the outcome depends on how you use it Love could be your best friend love could be your enemy Love could be the thing you wish you had but you don't ever see And love can be the reason why you're afraid to have it Some say it like it means something others it's a habit And some would say it's tragic and some would say it's beautiful Some would say it's black and it's dark like a funeral And some would die for it some don't think it's even real Some say they understand but really don't know how it feels Some say that it's alive some say that it can kill But most of us that been in it know that sometimes it will I ain't gonna sugarcoat it yet sometimes it might surround you One minute it's savin' you next it's tryin' to drown you Some people want to show it but were never taught how to And some of us is searchin' feelin' like it never found you This thing called love can be so cold It can be miserable or it can be beautiful This thing called love can be so cold Sometimes it's amazing sometimes it's crazy This thing called love Yo love is like a privilege a lot of us abuse it Do with it what we want and then start drama when we lose it Pretend like it ain't nothing to us pretend that it's useless And we don't know why we do this but yet we still pursue it And love it can consume you turn you into something else Bury the real you so deep that you can't even find yourself Love it can change you love it can tear you down Be the best thing you ever had and kick you on the ground Yo you get on that high level yet you scared to fall 'Cause you know if that person hurts you you gon' lose it all They told you they would be there for you they don't even call So that openness you used to have has now become a wall And some say that it's patient some say that it's kind I don't think it's invisible but I know that it's blind To some it's only physical or all up in their mind See it probably isn't there if you're strugglin' to find it This love has got me down low now I guess I'm up high One minute I'm on the ground next minute I'm in the sky I feel invincible and so unrejected Forget it I'm invisible and I feel unprotected Yo I don't need nobody else trust me I'm fine I can't do this by myself I'm losing my mind Yeah I can see clearly forget it I'm blind Yo but through all the pain I swear I love it No matter what you do it don't disappear does it Yo I'd rather spend a minute with love in my life Than go a million years without knowing what it's like You better grab it you don't wanna lose it And yeah it brings pain it's insane but the bruises My God can take that all away you'll find that right person And everything you thought that wasn't becomes worth it They say the flow is soundin' like a mixtape They ain't see it comin' like a fast break They ain't see it comin' like Jordan hittin' jumpers yeah they ask me When that new music 'bout to drop Ain't that what I gave you last week Yeah oh you done it now Feels like I'm comin' up but spit it like I'm underground Wonder how I come into your city like I run the town Love the sound Started on the stage now we in the crowd woo Yeah what's with the hype though Told me that your record was the greatest but you lied though Told me they consider you a god yeah well I don't Say you never lived until you found something to die for woo Yeah and that is so true Forget the haters remember people you're close to Now I'm doing things they told me I ain't supposed to They treat me like a player that's funny I'm here to coach you Go back to the bench know where you belong Say that you've been practicin' well maybe you should do it more Say that you the boss yeah Well who did you employ Yeah you should have left this on a high note Different cities different time zones You had me open up for your tour I leave it lookin' like it's my show The fans beggin' for the encore woo Yeah and what you know about Selling merchandise right out your house I got forty boxes in my living room on the couch Yeah me and my girl 'bout to ship them out oh lord Yeah yeah I thought I told 'em last record I'm out here grindin' on a mad level Always on a hundred they don't understand the mad hustle Nah but that's what happens when the fans love you I know Yeah I ain't the norm but I like it though 'Bout to move the family out to Nashville I'm sleepin' on the floor got no curtains in the bedroom Hang up the sheets yeah that's the way that I roll Yeah they think the money 'bout to change me That type of talkin' got me angry yeah A lot of people tryna play me Me and the fan base lookin' like the A-Team woo How you tellin' people that we family Yeah when you ain't even met me That's the type of thing that may upset me We gotta talk about things We gotta do something different 'Cause this isn't working this isn't working I don't I don't know if I can do this Riding 'round in the city baby I know you wish you could change me Why you mad Girl why you angry Yeah why you angry Back and forth you love you hate me Arguing about the same things I wish you didn't say things I wish you didn't say things That you don't mean that you don't mean Yeah I mean she wants somebody that's working a nine-five I apologise but those ain't my hours you ain't never been with a man Who's working this kinda job who works for this kind of drive I wouldn't be with me either Hold up yeah I think that's work on the other line I gotta go we can argue some another time Hang up the phone I regret it right after This is the chance that I couldn't just pass up See I signed a deal you say that I should've asked ya I guess I was scared to see how you reacted And maybe I knew I'd be selfish These are the things I ain't proud of I'm always the type to get jealous there's always two sides to the story And you're not the one that I blame when I tell it that's real yeah You ain't the one you ain't the one I mean I should've manned up and that's hard to say as a man The older I get the more I understand a relationship's more than just holding her hand I'm sorry you can blame me yeah you can blame me I just wanna feel something I just wanna feel something There's too many things I'm tryna deal with And I understand that you don't feel this I said there's too many things I'm tryna deal with And I understand I'm hurting your feelings I know you don't feel this yeah I'm just expressing the way that I'm feeling The things that I'm trying to deal with I guess I've been trying to hold it all inside But it's obvious that ain't working Yeah it's obvious that ain't working The only thing we got in common Is that we got nothing in common baby Baby I guess I don't understand How did we let this slip through our hands We were so in love and then we lost it all And now it's over now it's over I know we said that we could just be friends But I can no longer play pretend Because the memories of us cloud my head And I'm sorry so sorry And baby I guess I can't comprehend The fact that this could really be the end I wish we could talk this out instead But we've tried that Haven't we tried that I'm doing my best to let this go 'Cause it's obvious that we're on different roads You consume my mind when I'm alone You put your hand into mine and baby we flew And whenever you're not around I don't know what to do And I'd rather die than go on living without you You're the one for me You're the only one only one Nothing's gonna hold us up I got you and after all that we've been through We've been through some things But it's okay okay There's no way I'm leaving Baby believe it I put my hand into yours and baby I knew That you would be there no matter what we go through You're not alone I'll always be there for you 'Cause you're the one for me You're the one for me You're the only one only one That is gonna hold us up I got you and after all that we've been through We've been through some things But it's okay okay There's no way I'm leaving Baby believe it You're the only one only one That is gonna hold us up I got you and after all that we've been through We've been through some things But it's okay okay There's no way I'm leaving Baby believe it Girl I don't want to sound like I'm on repeat I know that it sounds like it might seem weak Been through too much I know it ain't easy To look at my face it's difficult when you see this Hey we been falling apart and we've been trying to fix this I'm hoping and wishing that things will be different I don't want to lose you I know that I miss this 'Cause you're the only one on my mind I listen to Trying to be the man that you need I need time And I know that it seems I don't try But I promise I won't lie Won't lie Every time I look in your eyes Your eyes Girl I get this feeling that I never had And I just want you to understand You're the only one only one That is gonna hold us up I got you and after all that we've been through We've been through some things But it's okay okay There's no way I'm leaving Baby believe it You're the only one only one That is gonna hold us up I got you and after all that we've been through We've been through some things But it's okay okay There's no way I'm leaving Baby believe it This is all I do this is all I do I just put a hundred in the bank I don't mean a hundred thousand Haha yeah yo I mean a hundred dollars They say that I got no humor in music then why am I smiling Why am I smiling you do not feel it Why are you lying You know somebody that's iller than me I wanna meet 'em enough with the talking woo I do not look at these rappers out here like I wanna be 'em I look at these rappers out here like I wanna beat 'em I am competitive always been that way Always been that way that'll never change Then the moment I stop you gon' write me and say I ain't singing enough I have been at this for years this didn't fall on my lap I get so personal with you you feel like you know me You feel like we met Fans getting into the music relating woo Tell me what's doper than that How you gon' say you the best in the game when you sound like you don't even know how to rap I used to hand out my demos at shows I never sleep which is funny 'cause I'm out here living the dream You say you livin' the dream no you just live in the dream Y'all need to wake up and get out of yo beds And quit sleepin' on me I got my head in the game you know what that means Oh yeah you know what that means They got no clue they got no clue I thought I already told you before this is all that I do agh When I first started never knew if they will listen But when I write I produce passion that's Mel Gibson If music is a disease I promise I'm infected I dream on different levels of dreams yeah Inception And these beats are my playground let the words play You ain't catch it That's wordplay now you're stuck on the word play I'm all business no suit on but that's okay I will K.O. you if you come in my work space And don't you ever try to tell me I lack passion I'm a stand up guy I promise you ain't laughing These rappers are slowin' the game down bad traffic And how you gonna put me in a category of wack rappin' Yeah listen I'm Hulk I transform and I smash rappers You sipping on syrup that doesn't mean you're a sick rapper See what it means is you gon' prolly get sick after You don't like that I'm blunt or is it the fact that I smoke passion Take your best shot I ain't going nowhere nowhere I put work in this music you think I'm makin' this up If the songs ain't sharp trust me they ain't makin' the cut You don't like it I'm no teacher but you'll learn to adjust I'm my own worst critic so critics step your hate game up I'm a different breed of artist I know how to survive You come into my lane you better know how to drive And I suggest you buckle up if you gon' come on this ride No Johnny Cash but some of y'all are walking the line But you wrong though y'all look curious And you want watered down lyrics Well I don't carry 'em I dig holes for these tracks and then I slaughter and bury 'em The motivation I got is on a whole different level I treat these lines like court case I don't wanna settle And my lyrics are like bullets and they're aiming at you And I ain't talking Switchfoot when I dare you to move Yo when it comes to punches you know I'm a land mine No I said I'm a land mine Don't step on me or you get blown sky high And I don't mean secrets when I say to keep it in mind That I'm ill with the words too sick They say I rap hungry well that's 'cause I'm star like Vin Diesel 'Cause the look in my eyes is different Used to drive a car that ain't running right Overheats in the day so I drive at night And I know it sounds funny but it's real life Yeah I know it sounds funny but it's real life I'm pulled over 'cause I'm dyin' at a red light I thank God for the hard times 'cause I guarentee without him I wouldn't be here Let's be clear I was given two cars I ain't really outta money I don't say it so you feel for me I say it 'cause it's real to me I go to my grandma's hoping she can make a meal for me Now I got some labels on the tables Saying that they got a deal for me ah In Michigan them winters cold We wouldn't wanna turn on the heat keep the bills low We sitting in the living room in our winter coats Yeah we sitting in the living room in our winter coats Driving around town in the Grand Prix People telling me that I should get a Plan B Snow on the windshield can't see Tryna work six in the morning that's me Sometimes I miss all those memories They pop up back in my mind Records stop selling these people won't care for me The older you get the more family is everything Yeah I ain't sleeping lately I ain't sleeping lately Yes I know that I'm the only person that can change me Maybe that's why I ain't changing That's why I ain't changing I got too much on my mind I guess I don't know how to face it I just don't know how to face it Don't know how to face it Let's go back to basics Yes say what you mean do what you say but man I hate this I just don't know what I'm chasing don't know what I'm chasing Yes somebody told me Life is something you don't wanna play with But I just keep on playing like life is just a playground I go through these mood swings Watch everything slide down I look at myself and I ask what the goal is Yeah tell me what your goal is I'm just so lost in emotions I don't even notice I just slip into a place and I don't think straight Devil in my ear tryna tell me everything's great And in a year I realize I'm in the same place Running in the same race same pace Don't know how to face it Let's go back to basics Think about the words you 'bout to say before you say it Sin is bittersweet I taste it bittersweet I taste it Get that sickness out my mouth I feel like my train is derailing I can feel it Yo these words are only words until they actions Words until they actions strive on empty satisfactions Yeah the fact is I don't know fact is I don't know Yeah I get on these stages say that I put on a show But yeah that show it don't mean nothing If I don't live my lyrics if they don't feel the spirit in my songs Then they don't hear it Homie yeah that don't mean nothing This ain't all about appearance Everything starts with the man in the mirror I'm a little bit numb little bit frozen A walking emotion but nobody knows it Nobody knows me I'm lost and I'm caught in a cold dream But they don't see that I'm walkin' around so boldly 'Cause nobody out there knows these Thoughts in my mind am I wastin' my time I know I won't survive hold me 'Cause I'm bleedin' to death I got these holes in my chest I feel like no one respects the fact that I'm up to my neck I've done my best but still yet it seems like I'm out in the cold Look at me froze here on my own Please don't let me die here alone I cannot face this alone I can't get by on my own Lost in the moment Life in a coma Lyin' around see my life getting colder I'm alone but I go nowhere Living in a prison in my mind so scared I don't wanna be this way nah I don't wanna feel this way nah I don't wanna die this way Why am I this way Wish I had wings so I'd fly away Nothin' around me up where the clouds be I'm the real definition of drowning My pain and my head keeps pounding How's he even living in the state he's at Left the pain swear I'd never go back But it's right here and it's quite clear that it's not leaving Does anybody hear me I was a little bit numb little bit frozen Kinda hard to see when your eyes ain't open How you gonna breathe when your sin keeps chokin' You to the point that you feel hopeless Hopin' things will turn around Kinda hard to fly when you layin' on the ground Jesus is the only reason any of us breathin' Yeah so don't get down You ain't gotta live your life in the cold Thinkin' nobody out there knows What you been through where you been to Yeah you ain't gotta live alone He's Messiah He's Creator There ain't no one out there greater Forget about them haters accept Christ and make a change-up Yeah 'cause you ain't gotta die this way Let Him wipe them tears right from your face Life's a dream So you better get back on track in other the words I'm saying Give Him your pain give Him your hurt Faith is way more than just going to church Making your money and going to work You don't give it to God You'll watch everything burn yeahh And this ain't no game Living without Him is just so insane People they livin' for money and fame Things never change 'cause we living the same I don't wanna be alone hate the cold I'm so broken I'm so froze But no longer 'Cause I got my Jesus and He makes me stronger There she goes She's so beautiful But she's so broke She's so incredible Wonder if she'll ever know Yeah Oh she lays in her bedroom And she cries And she feels depressed as Tears fall from her eyes All she wants is love But she never finds it in herself And she just feels broken I can tell that she's hopeless looking for help She gets attention from every direction But she doesn't care She prays for protection Scared of rejection Is anyone there She used to laugh But now she's crying Sick of the pain She puts on her mask Pretends and she acts like she's okay There she goes again putting on that fake act Hard to see the real her when she got that fake mask Daddy left it he ain't never came back Tears her apart but she would never say that She wants love but don't know where to get it from It's hard to learn respect from a man that never gave her none So she cries and she yelling in the mirror Is anybody out there Does anybody care And people think they know her but they don't really have a clue Working three jobs yeah she's doing what she have to do Getting stressed out and boys say she's beautiful But that don't really mean a thing if she don't believe it though Insecurity starting to take over She looking for warmness but keeps getting colder Yeah I know ya tripping on your looks and such But quit looking to world and start looking up God made you beautiful Red Bull in my hands feels like I got wings Lotta people in my face but I can't hear a thing It's like my heads up in the clouds heads up in the clouds And I ain't coming down no Just turn the music on just let me get lost I swear that I'ma lose it if somebody turns it off What are you out your mind You must be out your mind Snap back on my head I'm so motivated Nike's on my feet understand the situation This is not a game this is not a game You ain't gon' bring me down no Yeah I mean what I say and I say what I mean You best wipe off that hater look before you make me scream What are you out your mind You must be out your mind I got the adrenaline Rhyme like I'm a veteran Fine I've been ahead of the Game no way I'm settlin' Drained but I'ma get it in Lame this is a medicine Hey you get the medic kit 'cause Beats I don't let 'em live Fast better keep pedalin' Blast you with the pen again Laugh but I'm ahead of them Act like I don't get it then That is when I enter in Rap until I never can Cash it is irrelevant Passion is the element Laps around these other men Pass 'em who you runnin' with Facts is what I'm coming with Back but I ain't never left Snap but I will never get Wack you better get a grip Last isn't a medal it's glass and I'ma shatter it Who do you think you battling Who do you think you laughing at I am not a comedian man it don't even matter If you don't know what I'm saying you better do what the chorus says Feels like I'm in the sky Flying over clouds or somethin' I don't smoke weed but you could say I'm high on somethin' Its like this music is my addiction I call it my nicotine What you're witnessing is an addicted fiend and it sickens me Just a lame as how you picture me Give me that microphone and I'm gonna rip it so viciously Ain't you hearing the chemistry Ain't it ironic I brought up chemistry 'Cause I was never good at math but I'm ill with the melodies Since I was a kid I had a dream that I would make it I spent thousands of hours writing music in that basement Even though I'm broke you know why I still chase it 'Cause once you get a taste of it there is no replacement Yo I don't rap so millions of people will like me I rap 'cause there's millions of people just like me If you think I'm out of my mind I ain't gonna argue I might be But I'm not on the stage just for people to sightsee I'd rather die than let this dream go to waste You can tell that I ain't playin' by the look up on my face The world wants to tell us who we are and who we ain't But the person that I am is somethin' you can never change Yea I'm just being me yea I'm just being me yea And this defines me Look into my music and you'll find me When I step into that studio feels like I'm in my house If you listen to my music than you know what I'm about No I ain't never been the type to just sit around on the couch I get lost in these beats till my body passes out Let's rewind What ever happened to music that meant something 'Cause nowadays I look around and music don't mean nothin' And to be honest what's really making me sick to my stomach Is everybody's runnin' around screaming they love it A lotta people think they understand the music biz I am not a genius but at least I know what music is Put a CD on the shelf and you thinkin' you'll be filthy rich But you just become the definition of what filthy is The music me and her we've been through a lot together And I can tell somethin' ain't right if we are not together And yo God gave me the story so we plot together I get shot whatever this is who I am remember I'd rather die than let this dream go to waste You can tell that I ain't playin' by the look up on my face The world wants to tell us who we are and who we ain't But the person that I am is somethin' you can never change Yea I'm just being me I'm just being me And this defines me Look into my music and you'll find me Yea I'm just being me I guess I feel like when I'm around you I'm invisible It's like you don't even see me And I'm standing right in front of you yeah Yeah I feel invisible I knew this wasn't easy I'm standing right in front of you but you don't even see me I pass you in the hallway but you don't even glance so I just kinda walk by like I ain't never passed you I do my best to pretend that I don't notice you 'Cause you don't ever notice me so what am I supposed to do What I gotta yell it in order for you to see it Got it written on my face it's pretty easy to read it But you choose not to so that's what I'ma have to do My heart is getting tired I'm tired of running after you I try to talk but you just keep ignoring me Pretending that you listen you don't listen you're destroying me See I look up to you but you keep looking down on me You never say you love me or you care or that you're proud of me In other words you're drowning me I get on my knees and I pray Pretty pathetic but you make it pretty easy to say You like a nightmare every time I'm dreaming The longest conversation that we had was when we're screaming Before I even say a word it's like you're already walking out You keep making promises but you don't ever keep 'em And then look at me stupid when I say I don't believe 'em Yeah that's right I don't believe you and how do you expect me to You don't show respect to me but I should show respect to you Gosh you're such a hypocrite I doubt you're even listening Things have got so bad you don't even pretend you're interested And every time we hug which isn't very often The thing I used to love has now become something that's awkward You put that smile up on your face but I can tell you're faking You look me in the eyes and you tell me I'm amazing But all your words are wasted 'cause I swear that you make it up And I'm so sick of chasing love I guess my pace ain't quick enough I'm full grown now moved out I thought it was best The sad thing is I doubt you even noticed I left I quit calling 'cause you ain't ever answer the phone So the last time we talked I told you to leave me alone I'm supposed to open my arms and hold you now Hold you Wow You ain't never held me how Do you expect a kid that you never raised to do right To break the walls down and make you a part of my life But hold up here comes a call from the hospital They told me I should come and see you if it's possible I got my shoes to go I threw my pride on the floor Saw a real smile on you when I walked in the door The doc told me you ain't got more than a day I just got you and this cancer gon' take you away You say you love me you can see me everything's okay For some reason I no longer feel the urge to say And now everybody's watchin' You should have worked a little harder 'cause man your punches are garbage I dream big ain't that the point of it Let's keep it real huh ain't that the point of this They used to tell me I was nothing nothing Now they tell me that I'm something what's it Gonna take for you to understand the concept I ain't really got no time for all the nonsense See to you this is a joke a little project I guess you'll never understand this kinda mindset Started as a dream grow into reality Made a lot of sacrifices that's how it has to be I give it everything I got ain't no way you're passin' me I know we're in the same profession but you're not a match for me I'm on another level I wish that I could leave it all behind me Go to my own world where no one can find me And I wish that I could take parts of my past Hold on to the good and throw the rest in the trash Have you ever been so broke or frozen it's so cold Emotions are so blown hoping you won't go Back to that war zone the place that you don't know It's hard to go the right way when you're on the wrong road Feel like you're so low you're 'bout to explode And you'd do anything to get back what you let go Stuck in upset mode 'cause you can't seem to figure this out Living without a reason to live thinking about What you should have done things that you could have changed And maybe if you had then things wouldn't be this way And you wouldn't feel this pain but that's too easy now isn't it Wishing that you could go back and things would be different Got a time machine up in your mind Wishing you could push a button and your life would unwind But that's not how it happens you can hope and imagine Instead of looking forwards lot of us looking backwards Have you ever been so lost you feel like your hope's gone And know you need to let go of some things but you hold on Hoping and wishing that some things would be different So you scream in your room it feels like nobody's listening You're mad so you scream louder things that you're not proud of Wishing you knew a way to escape but you don't know how the Heck are you supposed to cope with something you can't let go You get emotional wonder if you'll ever know Came to get lost in it wishing back lost minutes Your anger's involved in it so you get engulfed in this Pain that you come to hate wishing you could escape But you don't know where to run it's written all on your face Look at me losing control I just don't know where to go I'm getting lost in the moment look at me I think it's time for me to escape Time to relate follow me as I put this pen to this page See all of us need a place where we can go escape Get away from the pain be ourselves and just run away But where are we running to this lane we've been running through Starting to get harder and it's starting to bother you Some of us get depressed some of us go to music Some of us get stressed others just push through it So I'm gonna push through this now and get lost in this Escape and get lost in it get ready we've all said it You say that you love me Let's talk about it And you swear that you'll always be there I doubt it When I look in those eyes I can tell you're lying All those tears that you cry Why do you keep denying You say that you care but I know you're lying Please spare me the tears There'll be no sympathizing I act like I'm fine But you're antagonizing My heart is falling apart We lay in my bed so irritated All the things that we said Yeah it's so frustrating Who am I to tell you that you're not perfect It's just that I thought that you were a different person We smile and pretend like nothing matters When in fact in the end it just makes us madder You say that you care but I know you're lying Please spare me the tears There'll be no sympathizing I act like I'm fine But you're antagonizing My heart is falling apart I look at you now Yeah what I used to see Is breaking me down Why ain't you like you used to be Still beautiful as ever yet I feel no unity Usually I just feel like you're using me You're telling me you love me yeah from the lips of your mouth But honestly honesty isn't what I think's coming out Seems the people you love the most push you down let you go That's why I'm here to let you know we lie to people just for show You pretend you care but really it don't bother you Wonder if it will when I decide to say goodbye to you I'm trying to fix it what you think I'm trying to do You don't like my attitude then wonder why I'm mad at you I've had enough of it My heart you ain't touching it You say you're in love with it But really you're crushing it I don't hate you I'm just trying to understand how you feel There ain't no point of continuing this if it ain't even real You say that you care but I know you're lying Please spare me the tears There'll be no sympathizing I act like I'm fine But you're antagonizing My heart is falling apart Yo Yeah I'm like Ali when I write hooks get it Right hooks These songs are like the chapters of my life and this is my book Yo you seein' me on these stages go into a song I'm turnin' these pages Turn the pages welcome to chapter one of my life crazy Yeah let's call it that if ya'll don't mind I got a dope mind with these Pope lines I don't smoke I'm in a cold climate so ya'll better hold on They tellin' me that I'm loco um tell me something I don't know Ain't that a clear picture no photo yeah clear pictures no photo And yo this ain't about the photos or the fame life I kill my flesh and live for God all in the same life So call me what you wanna but I'ma do what I gotta yup And anybody got a problem shh And yo I started from the bottom no Drake though yeah I came in the game like hello Oh this beat might break your neck bones But that's okay okay You ain't heard of me then you so late So just take a seat of that cold plate And just let me explain If I see beats on my table I swear I'ma eat the whole plateful And that's my life I write what I mean so I might Go a little bit cray when I find mics I ain't doing it so I am in the limelight 'cause that limelight it ain't nothin' Am I in this for the money Hey quit crackin' jokes 'Cause we all know this industry is known for cuttin' throats And if this was all for money I'd have quit years ago But it's not so turn me up until my ears explode let's go I should have been there told you that I loved ya Held a little tighter as I kiss and when I hug ya I should have called ya told you that I missed ya Tears on my face as I'm looking at your pictures Yeah I'm with ya but only in this mindset Since you've been gone you ain't never left my mind yet And I'm upset not because of you I wish all I remember was the good I never do I guess when you lose something thats when you appreciate it If you were hear then I'd show you my appreciation But your not so I'mma have to learn to cope with it Got a box of memories but I'm scared to open it I see you smiling but only when I'm dreaming I know your gone forever but somehow I don't believe it Somebody wake me up my eyes closing I'm hoping some day you'll be there when they open but Yeah I wish you can hear me But I know you don't And I wish you would call me I know that you won't But why I gotta cry second dwelling on the negative Use what you love It will take you where you never been Yo depression naw far from it Have I cried Oh yeah I've done it If I could I'd change and I'd go back Problem is if we could yeah we'd all do that I can see you laughing at my memories Sad part is that's the only thing I'll ever see You use to wear a tough face and play pretend Now the fact is I'm never going to see you again See my life just doesn't seem right without ya I can feel the tears coming when I think about ya Matter fact I think I feel some now I'm sick of holding them back Thats why I'm letting them out I never thought I'd have to say goodbye to you so soon But now you're gone I never thought I'd have to say goodbye but now I do And I miss you I look in the mirror I can see you in my face I could care less now about your mistakes Not 'cause they don't bother me not 'cause they ain't bruise me I just trying to feel like you ain't never knew me I'm all mixed up lost in the emotion Loved you so much too bad I never showed it But on the upside there's one thing You put a smile on my face most times I sing so Mom if you were here today I would put my arms around you And tell you I love you I'd tell you I love you Yeah I would put your hand in mine and tell you everything's okay I never thought I'd have to say goodbye to you so soon But now you're gone Now you're gone I never thought I'd have to say goodbye but now I do And I miss you Oh I miss you We're born in a storm It started in a dream And God made me realize Life ain't what it seems Selfishly inspired A heart exposed Hit me with a passion that brought me to my knees Hearts healed Eyes open wide Apparent I'm shifted Communities engaged Vindicated by grace God's now in control I'm finally addicted to this beautiful change This is the time This is the moment where everything changes This is where I I draw the line I can no longer take it I'm looking for that overdose When I say I want that overdose it ain't about the drugs I'm talkin' 'bout the Holy Ghost runnin' through my blood I'm lookin' for that overflow somethin' I can love You think the show's over Oh no it's just begun You can call me special feature yeah it's nice to meet ya But my name is not what I came to teach ya Yo I know a God who can save ya won't leave ya He don't show His face well He don't really need to I give Him the glory for everything I have He's more than just a story or something of the past I ain't afraid to talk about it ain't afraid to act See I'm just being me man and I don't need a mask You all about the fast life livin' for the money A lot of people act like rap tight gunnin' Runnin' from the cops see to me that's nothing But according to you yeah that might mean somethin' That's why I give it to you in a form you understand 'Cause sometimes in life things never go as planned And sometimes you might feel like there's no chance Quit tryna control it and just put it in His hands You feel me He could be your comfort when you're broken I'm lookin' for that overdose yeah I don't care let it overflow He could be your Savior be your friend I'm lookin' for that overdose yeah I don't care let it overflow If God's so real why the world so crazy The rape rate climbin' and girl's havin' babies Murders in the streets murders in the schools If God really cared He wouldn't let the pain pursue But a lot of y'all are lookin' from the wrong angle And overdose in sin and hey your whole life tangles You look in the Bible even Satan was an angel That just goes to show what lust for power will create you Into something crazy into something pitiful You don't want the truth now you'll get it at your funeral Some think it's a joke overdose keep laughing Ain't gon' be so funny when you layin' in your casket God He can save you I ain't tryna play you I'm just tryna represent the one and only Savior Lies of the world will leave you like a broken heart Hey you lookin' for the same thing that tore you apart He could be your comfort when you're broken I'm lookin' for that overdose yeah I don't care let it overflow He could be your Savior be your friend I'm lookin' for that overdose yeah I don't care let it overflow God could be your overdose so let me explain it Ye ain't got the picture yet you got the wrong paint Now I know I'm hittin' you with a lot of information But what I'm tryna do is introduce you to a Savior I worship a God that made the world in six days I worship a God that will never turn away I worship for truth yeah I worship for faith And even if you kill me you couldn't take that away I'm livin' for that overdose someone get me high I'mma represent Him with my flow until I die Devil say you're hopeless it's just all up in your mind I'd rather die for truth than live forever for a lie He could be your comfort when you're broken I'm lookin' for that overdose yeah I don't care let it overflow He could be your Savior be your friend I'm lookin' for that overdose yeah I don't care let it overflow He could be He could be your comfort He could be He could be your Savior Ayo Black it's time word Yeah straight out the fuckin' dungeons of rap Where fake niggas don't make it back I don't know how to start this shit you now Rappers I monkey flip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin' Musician inflictin' composition of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin' cocaine Holdin' an Glock see with the pen I'm extreme now Bullet holes left in my peepholes I'm suited up in street clothes Hand me a 9 and I'll defeat foes Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay Or either on the corner bettin' Grants with the cee-lo champs Laughin' at baseheads tryna sell some broken amps Reminiscin' about the last time the task force flipped Niggas be runnin' through the block shootin' Time to start the revolution catch a body head for Houston Once they caught us off-guard the Mac-10 was in the grass and I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin Lead was hittin' niggas one ran I made him backflip Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook couldn't look Try to cock it it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger Finally pulled it back and saw Three bullets caught up in the chamber So now I'm jettin' to the building lobby And it was full of children prob'ly couldn't see as high as I be It's like the game ain't the same Got younger niggas pullin' the triggers bringin' fame to their name And claim some corners crews without guns are goners In broad daylight stick-up kids they run up on us Same niggas will catch you back-to-back Snatchin' your cracks in black There was a snitch on the block gettin' niggas knocked So hold your stash 'til the coke price drop I know this crackhead who said she got to smoke nice rock And if it's good she'll bring you customers in measuring pots But yo you gotta slide on a vacation Inside information keeps large niggas erasin' and their wives basin' It drops deep as it does in my breath I never asleep 'cause sleep is the cousin of death Beyond the walls of intelligence life is defined I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind New York state of mind Be havin' dreams that I'm a gangsta Makin' sure the cash came correct then I stepped Investments in stocks sewin' up the blocks to sell rocks Winnin' gunfights with mega-cops But just a nigga walkin' with his finger on the trigger Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin' Give me a Mac-10 I have niggas undressin' Thinkin' of cash flow buddha and shelter Whenever frustrated I'm a hijack Delta In the PJ's my blend tape plays bullets are strays Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze Full of black rats trapped plus the Island is packed From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back Black I'm livin' where the nights is jet-black The fiends fight to get crack I just max I dream I can sit back And lamp like Capone with drug scripts sewn Or the legal luxury life rings flooded with stones holmes I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain And be prosperous though we live dangerous Cops could just arrest me blamin' us we're held like hostages It's only right that I was born to use mics And the stuff that I write is even tougher than dykes I've taken rappers to a new plateau Through rap slow my rhymin' is a vitamin held without a capsule The smooth criminal on beat breaks Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes The city never sleeps full of villains and creeps That's where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks I'm a addict for sneakers In the streets I can greet ya about blunts I teach ya Inhale deep like the words of my breath I'm never asleep'cause sleep is the cousin of death I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times Nothing's equivalent to the New York state of mind Fuck Jay Z You been on my dick nigga You love my style nigga Fuck Jay Z Fuck with your soul like ether Teach you the king you know who God's Son across the belly I prove you lost already Brace yourself for the main event y'all impatiently waitin' It's like an AIDS test what's the results Not positive Who's the best Pac Nas and B.I.G. Ain't no best East West North South flossed out greedy I embrace y'all with napalm Blows up no guts left face gone How could Nas be garbage Semi-autos at your cartilage Burner at the side of your dome come out of my throne I got this locked since nine-one I am the truest Name a rapper that I ain't influenced Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas With Hawaiian Sophie fame kept my name in his music Ayo pass me the weed Put my ashes out on these niggas man Ayo you faggots y'all kneel And kiss the motherfuckin' ring I've been fucked over left for dead dissed and forgotten Luck ran out they hoped that I'd be gone stiff and rotten Y'all just piss on me shit on me spit on my grave Talk about me laugh behind my back but in my face Y'all some well-wishers friendly-acting envy-hiding snakes With your hands out for my money man how much can I take When these streets keep callin' heard it when I was sleep That this Gay-Z and Cock-a-Fella Records wanted beef Started cockin' up my weapon slowly loadin' up this ammo To explode it on a camel and his soldiers I can handle this for dolo and his manuscript just sound stupid First Biggie's your man then you got the nerve to say That you better than B.I.G Dick-suckin' lips why don't you let the late great veteran live What's sad is I love you 'cause you're my brother You traded your soul for riches My child I've watched you grow up to be famous And now I smile like a proud dad watchin' his only son that made it You seem to be only concerned with dissin' women Were you abused as a child Scared to smile They called you ugly Well life is harsh hug me don't reject me Or make records to disrespect me blatant or indirectly In eighty-eight you was gettin' chased through your building Callin' my crib and I ain't even give you my numbers All I did was give you a style for you to run with Smilin' in my face glad to break bread with the God Wearin' Jaz' chains no Tec's no cash no cars No jail bars Jigga no pies no case Just Hawaiian shirts hangin' with little Chase You a fan a phony a fake a pussy a Stan I still whip yo' ass you thirty-six in a karate class Ask me if I'm tryna kick knowledge Nah I'm tryna kick the shit you need to learn though That ether that shit that make your soul burn slow Is he Dame Diddy Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy Oh I get it you Biggie and he's Puffy Rocafella died of AIDS that was the end of his chapter And that's the guy y'all chose to name your company after Put it together I rock hoes y'all rock fellas And now y'all try to take my spot fellas Feel these hot rocks fellas put you in a dry spot fellas In a pine box with nine shots from my Glock fellas Foxy got you hot 'cause you kept your face in her puss What you think you gettin' girls now 'cause of your looks With whiskers like a rat compared to Beans you whack And your man stabbed Un and made you take the blame You ass went from Jaz to hangin' with Kane You a dick-ridin' faggot you love the attention Queens niggas run you niggas ask Russell Simmons Ha Your whole damn record label gunned up and clapped quick Shawn Carter to Jay-Z damn you on Jaz dick So little shorty's gettin' gunned up and clapped quick How much of Biggie's rhymes is gonna come out your fat lips Wanted to be on every last one of my classics You pop shit apologize nigga just ask Kiss Ayo what's up what's up Let's keep it real son count this money You know what I'm sayin' Yeah yeah Ayo put the Grants over there in the safe You know what I'm sayin' 'Cause we spendin' these Jacksons The Washingtons go to wifey you know how that go I'm sayin' that's what this is all about right Clothes bankrolls and hoes You know what I'm sayin' Yo then what man what Visualizin' the realism of life in actuality Fuck who's the baddest a person's status depends on salary And my mentality is money-orientated I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it 'Cause yeah we were beginners in the hood as Five Percenters But somethin' must've got in us 'cause all of us turned to sinners Now some restin' in peace and some are sittin' in San Quentin Others such as myself are tryin' to carry on tradition Keepin' this Schweppervescent street ghetto essence inside us 'Cause it provides us with the proper insight to guide us Even though we know somehow we all gotta go But as long as we leavin' thievin' We'll be leavin' with some kind of dough So until that day we expire and turn to vapors Me and my capers will be somewhere stackin' plenty papers Keepin' it real packin' steel gettin' high 'Cause life's a bitch and then you die I woke up early on my born day I'm twenty it's a blessin' The essence of adolescence leaves my body now I'm fresh and My physical frame is celebrated 'cause I made it One quarter through life some godly-like thing created Got rhymes three-hundreds sixty-five days annual plus some Load up the mic and bust one cuss while I pus from My skull 'cause it's pain in my brain vein money maintain Don't go against the grain simple and plain When I was young at this I used to do my thing hard Robbin' foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green cards Dipped to the projects flashin' my quick cash And got my first piece of ass smokin' blunts with hash Now it's all about cash in abundance Niggas I used to run with is rich or doin' years in the hundreds That buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto Once I stood on the block loose cracks produce stacks I cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot back Time is illmatic keep static like wool fabric It's mine it's mine it's mine whose world is this I sip the Dom P watchin' Gandhi 'til I'm charged then Writin' in my book of rhymes all the words past the margin Behold the mic I'm throbbin' mechanical movement Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with The thief's theme play me at night they won't act right The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe The mind activation react like I'm facin' Time like Pappy Mason with pens I'm embracin' Wipe the sweat off my dome spit the phlegm on the streets Suede Timbs on my feet makes my cipher complete Whether cruisin' in a Six cab or Montero Jeep I can't call it the beats make me fallin' asleep I keep fallin' but never fallin' six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me I'm out for dead presidents to represent me To my peoples throughout Queens God bless your life I trip we box up crazy bitches Aimin' guns in all my baby pictures Beef with housing police release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's Yet I'm the mild money-gettin' style rollin' foul The versatile honey-stickin' wild golden child Dwellin' in the Rotten Apple you get tackled Or caught by the devil's lasso shit is a hassle There's no days for broke days We sell it smoke pays while all the old folks pray To Jesus soakin' their sins in trays of holy water Odds against Nas are slaughter Thinkin' a word best describin' my life to name my daughter My strength my son the star will be my resurrection Born in correction all the wrong shit I did He'll lead a right direction How you livin' Large a broker charge cards are mediocre You flippin' coke or playin' spit spades and strip poker I'm the young city bandit hold myself down single-handed For murder raps I kick my thoughts alone get remanded Born alone die alone no crew to keep my crown or throne I need a new nigga for this black cloud to follow 'Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow Tryin' to maintain I flip fill the clip to the tip Picturin' my peeps not eatin' can make my heartbeat skip And I'm amped up they locked the champ up Even my brain's in handcuffs Headed for Indiana stabbin' women like the Phantom The crew is lampin' Big Willie style Check the chip-toothed smile plus I profile wild Stash loot in fly clothes burnin' dollars to light my stoge Walk the blocks with a bop checkin' dames Plus the games people play bust the problems of the world today To everybody in Queens the foundation To everybody uptown yo the world is yours To everybody in Brooklyn Y'all know the world is yours The world is yours Everybody in Mount Vernon the world is yours Long Island the world is yours Staten Island yeah the world is yours South Bronx the world is yours Your luck low I didn't know 'til I was drunk though You freak niggas played out get fucked and ate out Prostitute turned bitch I got the gauge out Ninety-six ways I made out Montana way Dipped attache jump out the Range empty out the ashtray A glass of 'ze make a man Cassius Clay Red dot plots murder schemes thirty-two shotguns Regulate with my Dunns Seventeen rocks gleam from one ring They let me let y'all niggas know one thing There's one life one love so there can only be one King The highlights of livin' Vegas-style roll dice in linen Antera spinnin' on Millenniums Twenty G bets I'm winnin' 'em threats I'm sendin' 'em Lex with TV sets the minimum Ill sex adrenaline party with villains Diamonds I flaunt it chickenheads flock I lace 'em Fried broiled with basil taste 'em Crack the legs way out of formation It's horizontal how I have 'em fuckin' me in the Benz wagon Can it be Vanity from Last Dragon Grab your gun it's on though Shit is grimy real niggas buck in broad daylight With the broke Mac-10 that won't spray right Don't give a fuck who they hit as long as the drama's lit Yo overnight thugs bug 'cause they ain't promised shit Hungry-ass hooligans stay on that piranha shit I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin' I peeped you frontin' I was in the Jeep sunk in the seat Tinted with heat beats bumpin' Across the street you was wildin' Talkin' about how you ran the Island in eighty-nine Layin' up playin' the yard with crazy shine I cocked the baby 9 that nigga gravy mine Clanked him what was he thinkin' On my corner when it's pay-me time Dug 'em you owe me cousin So dumb felt my leg burn then it got numb Spun around and shot one Heard shots and dropped son caught a hot one Somebody take this biscuit before the cops come Then they came askin' me my name What the fuck I got stitched up and went through Left the hospital that same night what Got my gat back time to backtrack I had the drop so how the fuck I get clapped Black was in the Jeep watchin' all he seen speed by Was a brown Datsun And yo nobody in my hood got one That clown nigga's through blazin' at his crew daily The Bridge touched me up severely hear me So when I rhyme it's sincerely yours Be lightin' L's sippin' Coors on all floors in project halls Contemplatin' war niggas I was cool with before We used to score together Uptown coppin' the raw But a thug changes and love changes And best friends become strangers word up There ain't an army that could strike back Thug niggas yo to them thug niggas Gettin' it on in the world you know To them niggas that's locked down Doin' they thing survivin' yaknowmsayin' To my thorough niggas New York and worldwide Yo to the Queensbridge Militia Illmatic nigga It Was Written though It's been a long time comin' Y'all fake niggas tryin' to copy Better come with the real though fake-ass niggas yo Bring the shit man Live man It ain't hard to tell I excel then prevail The mic is contacted I attract clientele My mic check is life or death breathin' a sniper's breath I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps Deep like The Shining sparkle like a diamond Sneak a Uzi on the island in my army jacket linin' Hit the Earth like a comet-invasion Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian half-man half-amazin' 'Cause in my physical I can express through song Delete stress like Motrin then extend strong I drink Moët with Medusa give her shotguns in Hell From the spliff that I lift and inhale it ain't hard to tell The buddha monk's in your trunk turn the bass up Not stories by Aesop Place your loot up parties I shoot up School a fool well you feel it like Braille It ain't hard to tell I kick a skill like Shaquille holds a pill Vocabulary spills I'm Ill plus Matic I freak beats slam it like Iron Sheik Jam like a Tec-9 with correct techniques So analyze me surprise me but can't magmatize me Scannin' while you're plannin' ways to sabotage me I leave 'em froze like heroin in your nose Nas will rock well it ain't hard to tell This rhythmatic explosion Is what your frame of mind has chosen I'll leave your brain stimulated niggas is frozen Speak with criminal slang begin like a violin End like Leviathan it's deep well let me try again Wisdom be leakin' out my grapefruit troop I dominate break loops givin' mics menestrual cycles Street's disciple I rock beats that's mega trifle And groove even smoother than moves by Villanova You're still a soldier I'm like Sly Stone in Cobra Packin' like a Rasta in the weed spot Vocals will squeeze Glocks MCs eavesdrop though they need not to sneak My poetry's deep I never fell Nas' raps should be locked in a cell it ain't hard to tell What up kid I know shit is rough doin' your bid When the cops came you should have slid to my crib Fuck it black no time for lookin' back it's done Plus congratulations you know you got a son I heard he looks like ya why don't your lady write ya Told her she should visit that's when she got hyper Flippin' talkin' about he acts too rough He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm tellin' him stuff Fuckin' with them niggas from that fake crew that hate you But yo guess who got shot in the dome-piece Jerome's niece on her way home from Jones Beach It's bugged plus little Rob is sellin' drugs on the dime Hangin' out with young thugs that all carry 9's And night time is more trife than ever What up with Cormega Did you see him Are y'all together If so then hold the fort down represent to the fullest Say what's up to Herb Ice and Bullet I left a half a hundred in your commissary You was my nigga when push came to shove Dear Born you'll be out soon stay strong Out in New York the same shit is goin' on The crackheads stalkin' loudmouths is talkin' Hold check out the story yesterday when I was walkin' That nigga you shot last year tried to appear Like he hurtin' somethin' Word to mother I heard him frontin' And he be pumpin' on your block Your man gave him your Glock And now they run together what up son Whatever Since I'm on the streets I'ma put it to a cease But I heard you blew a nigga with a ox for the phone piece Wildin' on the Island but now in Elmira Better chill 'cause them niggas will put that ass on fire Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers But maintain when you come home the corner's ours On the reals all these crab niggas know the deal When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks plus sent you flicks He might beat his case 'til he come home I'll play it lowkey So stay civilized time flies Though incarcerated your mind dies I hate it when your moms cries It kinda makes me want to murder for reala I even got a mask and gloves to bust slugs but one love Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha sack Mind's in another world thinkin' Written in school text books bibles et cetera Fuck a school lecture the lies get me vexed-er So I be ghost from my projects I take my pen and pad for the weekend Hittin' L's while I'm sleepin' A two-day stay you may say I need the time alone To relax my dome no phone left the 9 at home You see the streets had me stressed somethin' terrible Fuckin' with the corners have a nigga up in Bellevue A future in a maximum state pen is grim So I comes back home nobody's out but Shorty Doo-Wop Rollin' two phillies together in the Bridge we call 'em oo-wops He inhaled so deep shut his eyes like he was sleep Started coughin' one eye peeked to watch me speak I sat back like The Mack my army suit was black We was chillin' on these benches Where he pumped his loose cracks I took the L when he passed it this little bastard Keeps me blasted and starts talkin' mad shit I had to school him told him don't let niggas fool him 'Cause when the pistol blows The one that's murdered be the cool one Tough luck when niggas are struck families fucked up Coulda caught your man but didn't look when you bucked up Mistakes happen so take heed never bust up At the crowd catch him solo make the right man bleed Shorty's laugh was cold-blooded as he spoke so foul Only twelve tryin' to tell me that he liked my style Then I rose wipin' the blunt's ash from my clothes Then froze only to blow the herb smoke through my nose And told my little man I'ma ghost I broze Left some jewels in his skull that he can sell if he chose Words of wisdom from Nas try to rise up above Keep an eye out for Jake Shorty Wop one love Imagine smoking weed in the streets without cops harassin' Imagine going to court with no trial Lifestyle cruising blue Bahama waters no welfare supporters More conscious of the way we raise our daughters Days are shorter nights are colder Feeling like life is over these snakes strike like a cobra The world's hot my son got knocked evidently It's elementary they want us all gone eventually Trooping out of state for a plate of knowledge If coke was cooked without the garbage We'd all have the top dollars Imagine everybody flashin' fashion designer clothes Lacing your clique up with diamond Roles Your people holding dough no parole no rubbers Go in raw imagine law with no undercovers Just some thoughts for the mind I take a glimpse into time If I ruled the world I'd free all my sons The way to be paradise like relaxin' Black Latino and Anglo-Saxon Cash Lost Tribe of Shabazz free at last Brand new whips to crash then we laugh in the iller path The Villa house is for the crew how we do Trees for breakfast dime sexes and Benz stretches So many years of depression make me vision The better livin' type of place to raise kids in Open they eyes to the lies history's told foul But I'm as wise as the old owl plus the Gold Child Seeing things like I was controllin' click rollin' Tricking six digits on kicks and still holdin' Trips to Paris I civilized every savage Give me one shot I turn trife life to lavish Political prisoner set free stress free No work release purple M3's and jet skis Feel the wind breeze in West Indies I make Coretta Scott-King mayor the cities And reverse fiends to Willies It sounds foul but every girl I meet'd go downtown I'd open every cell in Attica send 'em to Africa If I ruled the world I'd free all my sons I love 'em love 'em baby Black diamonds and pearls And then we'll walk right up to the sun hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun You'd love to hear the story how the thugs live in worry Duck down in car seats heat's mandatory Running from Jake getting chased hunger for papes These are the breaks many mistakes go down out of state Wait I had to let it marinate we carry weight Trying to get laced flip the ace stack the safe Millionaire plan to keep the gat with the cocked hammer Making moves in Atlanta back-and-forth scrambler 'Cause you could have all the chips be poor or rich Still nobody want a nigga having shit If I ruled the world and everything in it sky's the limit It wouldn't be no such thing as jealousies or B Felonies Strictly living longevity to the destiny I thought I'd never see but reality struck If I ruled the world if I ruled If I ruled I'd free all my sons Black diamonds I love 'em love 'em baby Black diamonds and pearls if I ruled If I ruled the world I love 'em love 'em baby For my brothers with daughters I call this I saw my daughter send a letter to some boy her age Who locked up first I regretted it then caught my rage Like how could I not protect her from this awful phase Never tried to hide who I was she was taught and raised Like a princess but while I'm on stage I can't leave her defenseless Plus she's seen me switchin' women Pops was on some pimp shit She heard stories of her daddy thuggin' So if her husband is a gangster can't be mad I'll love him Never for her I want better homie in jail dead that Wait 'til he come home you can see where his head's at Niggas got game they be tryna live He seen your Mama crib plus I'm sure he know who your father is Although you real plus a honest kid Don't think I'm slow I know you probably had that chronic lit You seventeen I got a problem with it She looked at me like I'm not the cleanest father figure But she rockin' with it For my brothers with daughters I call this Not sayin' that our sons are less important This morning I got a call nearly split my wig This social network said Nas go and get your kid She's on Twitter I know she ain't gon' post no pic Of herself underdressed no inappropriate shit right Her mother cried when she answered Said she don't know what got inside this child's mind she planted A box of condoms on her dresser then she Instagram'd it At this point I realized I ain't the strictest parent I'm too loose I'm too cool with her Should've drove more time to school with her I thought I dropped enough jewels on her Took her from private school so she can get a balance To public school they're too nurture teen talents They grow fast one day she's your little princess Next day she's talkin' boy business what is this They say the coolest playas and foulest heart breakers in the world God gets us back he makes us have precious little girls And I ain't tryin' to mess your thing up But I just wanna see you dream up I finally understand It ain't easy to raise a girl as a single man Nah the way mothers feel for they sons How fathers feel for they daughters When he date he straight chip off his own papa When she date we wait behind the door with a sawed-off 'Cause we think no one is good enough for our daughters Straight up shit is real And any day could be your last in the jungle Get murdered on a humble guns'll blast niggas tumble The corners is the hot spot full of mad criminals Who don't care guzzling beers we all stare At the out-of-towners they better break North Before we get the four pounders and take their face off The streets is filled with undercovers Homicide chasing brothers The D's on the roof tryin' to watch us and knock us And killer coppers even come through in helicopters I drink a little vodka spark a L and hold a Glock For the fronters wannabe ill niggas and spot runners Thinking it can't happen 'til I trap 'em and clap 'em And leave 'em done won't even run about gods I don't believe in none of that shit your facts are backwards Nas is a rebel of the street corner Pulling a Tec out the dresser police got me under pressure Yo they call me Nas I'm not your legal type of fella Moët drinking marijuana smoking street dweller Who's always on the corner rolling up blessed When I dress it's never nothing less than Guess Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned back Love committing sins and my friends sell crack This nigga raps with a razor keep it under my tongue The school drop-out never liked the shit from day one 'Cause life ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab stunts So I guzzle my Hennessy while pulling on mad blunts The brutalizer crew de-sizer accelerator The type of nigga who be pissing in your elevator Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game Used to sport Bally's and Cazals with black frames Fly new chicks and new kicks Heines and Beck's No doubt see my stacks are fat this is what it's about Before the BDP conflict with MC Shan Around the time when Shante dissed the Real Roxanne I used to wake up every morning see my crew on the block Every day's a different plan that had us running from cops If it wasn't hanging out in front of cocaine spots We was at the candy factory breaking the locks Nowadays I need the green in a flash just like the next man Fuck a yard God let me see a hundred grand Could use a gun son but fuck being the wanted man But if I hit rock bottom then I'ma be the Son of Sam Then call the crew to get live too with Swoop Bokeem my brother Jungle Big Bo cooks up the blow Mike'll chop it Mayo you count the profit My shit is on the streets this way the Jakes'll never stop it It's your brain on drugs to all fly bitches and thugs 'Nuff respect to the projects I'm ghost one love Represent y'all represent One time for your mothafuckin' mind This goes out to everybody in New York That's living the real fucking life and every projects all over To my man Big Will he's still here The Goodfellas my man Cormega Lakey the Kid Can't forget Draws the Hillbillies My man Slate Wallethead Black Jay Big Oogie Crazy barrio spot we rock shit a lot Ph. D And my man Primo from Gang Starr Fuck y'all crab-ass niggas though Bitch ass niggas Bitch ass niggas Young bitch ass motherfuckers Come to Queensbridge motherfucker Yeah yeah let's bring it back That's just a warm up 'Cause I can on anybody anybody Where is he the man who was just like me I heard he was hidin' somewhere I can't see Where is he the man who was just like me Heard he was hidin' somewhere I can't see And I'm alone and I realize that when I get home I want someone who like the champagne I like my a-alike Someone to talk me off the bridge any day or night She teach me how to live she ain't afraid of life Not easily impressed with the rich and famous life 'Cause she done been there and heard all the rumors before She loves art she ride out with me on my music tour She like the herb's natural medicine she cookin' good She tell me everything is cool when it ain't lookin' good For real the world so ill yo I want a girl so real Who not after material wealth but get dough still Or maybe an educator a lady with etiquette Who can be from out the hood or even work for the president As long as there's no selfishness Yes as long as her love for the people is deep-rooted and evident You can be easily recruited you're heaven-sent Your smile put me at ease You're the woman I need but where is she Where is he the man who was just like me I heard he was hidin' somewhere I can't see Where is he the man who was just like me Heard he was hidin' somewhere I can't see And I'm alone and I realize that when I get home I wanna talk to my red and my cherry Yes I'm alone and I realize when I get home I wanna talk to my red and my cherry I hate when people write me hostile texts On account of my lifestyle's perception Invade my personal life out of the question What are they expectin' I be tryin' to reply and They never suppose I get my quiet time in They think forever I'm rollin' in dough swimmin' in a pool of cash God wouldn't they know or am I a fool or ass I'm well known got people comin' at me mad I had to tell homes I don't keep a cell phone my bad I drag off the L and try to silence it The noise in my head the curse of the talented Strong communicator vagabond I'd gallivant around the equator if that would get me off the radar Pour my Pinot Grigio and Cris with some lime what is this With all respect 'cause you the only one that gets me Yeah yeah let's pour some cherry wine Everything's good everything's fine Yeah yeah we bring it every time Yeah pour a little cherry wine Yeah I think they know the time Everything's good everything's fine Yeah pour a little cherry wine yeah Life is good life is good yeah Life is good no matter what life is good Life is good life is good yeah No matter what life is good Where is he the man who was just like me I heard he was hidin' somewhere I can't see Where is he the man who was just like me Heard he was hidin' somewhere I can't see And I'm alone and I realize that when I get home I wanna talk to my red and my cherry Yes I'm alone and I realize when I get home I wanna talk to my red and my cherry Freedom or jail clips inserted a baby's being born Same time a man is murdered the beginning and end As far as rap go it's only natural I explain My plateau and also what defines my name First it was Nasty but times have changed Ask me now I'm the artist but hardcore my sign is for pain I spent time in the game kept my mind on fame Saw fiends shoot up and do lines of cocaine Saw my close friends shot flatline am I sane That depends carry Mac-10's to practice my aim On rooftops tape CD covers to trees Line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze Street scriptures for lost souls in the crossroads To the corner thugs hustling for cars that cost dough To the big dogs living large taking in light Pushing big toys getting nice enjoying your life It's what you make it suicide few try to take it Belt tied around their neck in jail cells naked Heaven and Hell rap legend presence is felt And of course NAS are the letters that spell nas Before the Christ after the death The last one left let my cash invest in stock Came a long way from blasting TEC's on blocks Went from Seiko to Rolex owning acres From the projects with no chips to large cake dough Dimes giving fellatio siete zeros Bet my 9 spit for the pesos but what's it all worth Can't take it with you under this earth Rich men died and tried but none of it worked They just rob your grave I'd rather be alive and paid Before my number's called history's made Some'll fall but I rise thug or die Making choices that determine my future under the sky To rob steal or kill I'm wondering why It's a dirty game is any man worthy of fame Much success to you even if you wish me the opposite Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is I'm like beef busting heat through your windows I'm like a street sweeper green leaf breather Like Greeks in Egypt learning something deep from they teachers I'm like crime like your 9 your man you would die for Always got you I'm like pop dukes you would cry for I'm like a whole lot of loot I'm like crisp money Corporate accounts from a rich company I'm like ecstasy for ladies I'm like all races Combined in one man like the ninety-nine Summer Jam I'm like being locked down around new faces and none of 'em fam I'm the feeling of a millionaire spending a hundred grand I'm a poor man's dream a thug poet Live it and I write down and I watch it blow up Y'all know what I'm like y'all play it your system every night now All I need is one mic One beat one stage one nigga front My face on the front page only if I Had one gun one girl and one crib One God to show me how to do things his son did pure Like a cup of virgin blood mixed with Writin' names on my hollow tips plottin' shit Mad violence who I'm gon' body This hood politics Acknowledge it leave bodies chopped up in garbages Seeds watch us grow up and try to follow us Police watch us roll up and try knockin' us One knee I ducked could it be my time is up But my luck I got up the cop shot again Bus stop glass bursts a fiend drops his Heineken Ricochetin' between the spots that I'm hidin' in Blackin' out as I shoot back fuck gettin' hit This is my hood I'ma rep to the death of it 'Til everybody come home little niggas is grown Hoodrats don't abortion your womb we need more warriors soon Sent from the stars sun and the moon In this life of police chases street sweepers and coppers Stick-up kids with no conscience leavin' victims with doctors All I need is One blunt one page and one pen one prayer Tell God forgive me for one sin Matter of fact maybe more than one look back At all the hatred against me fuck all of them Jesus died at age thirty-three there's thirty-three shots From twin Glocks there's sixteen apiece that's thirty-two Which means one of my guns was holdin' seventeen Twenty-seven hit your crew six went into you Everybody gotta die sometime hope your funeral Never gets shot up bullets tear through the innocent Nothin' is fair niggas roll up shootin' from wheelchairs My heart is racin' tastin' revenge in the air I let this shit slide for too many years too many times Now I'm strapped with a couple of Mac-10's too many nine millis If y'all niggas really with me get busy load up the semis Do more than just hold it explode the clip until you empty There's nothin' in our way they bust we bust they rush We rush lead flyin' feel it I feel it in my gut Talkin' all that slick shit the same way these bitches do Wonder what my secrets is niggas'll move on you Only if they know what your weakness is I have none Too late to grab guns I'm blastin' 'cause I'm a cool nigga Thought I wouldn't have that ass done Fooled you niggas What you call an infinite brawl eternal souls clashin' War gets deep some beef is everlastin' Complete with thick scars brothers knifin' each other up in Prison yards drama where does it start You know the block was ill as a youngster every night it was like a Cop'll get killed body found in the dumpster For real a hustler purchased my Range niggas throwin' dirt on my name Jealous 'cause fiends got they work and complain Bitches left me 'cause they thought I was finished should have knew she wasn't True she came to me when her man caught a sentence Diamonds are blindin' I never make the same mistakes movin' with a Change of pace lighter load see now the king is straight Swellin' my melon 'cause none of these niggas real Heard they were tellin' police how can a kingpin squeal This is crazy I'm on the right track I'm finally found You need some soul-searchin' the time is now I rap for listeners bluntheads fly ladies and prisoners Hennessy-holders and old-school niggas then I be dissin' a Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai I dropped out of Cooley High gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie Jungle survivor fuck who's the live-er My man put the battery in my back a difference from Energizer Sentence begins indented with formality My duration's infinite moneywise or physiology Poetry that's a part of me retardedly bop I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop straight off the block I reminisce on park jams my man was shot for his sheep coat Choco blunts'll make me see him drop in my weed smoke It's real grew up in trife life the times of white lines The high pipes murderous night times And knife fights invite crimes Chill on the block with Cognac hold strap With my peeps that's into drug money market interact No sign of the beast in the blue Chrysler I guess that means peace For niggas no sheisty vice to just snipe ya Start off the dice-rollin' mats for craps to cee-lo With side-bets I roll a deuce nothin' below peace God now the shit is explained I'm takin' niggas on a trip straight through memory lane One for the money two for pussy and foreign cars Three for Alize niggas deceased or behind bars I rap divine God check the prognosis is it real or showbiz My window faces shootouts drug overdoses Live amongst no roses only the drama For real a nickel-plate is my fate my medicine is the ganja Here's my basis my razor embraces many faces You're telephone blown black stitches or fat shoelaces And back down po-po when I'm vexed so my pen taps the paper then my brain's blank I see dark streets hustlin' brothers who keep the same rank Pumpin' for somethin' some'll prosper some fail Judges hangin' niggas uncorrect bails for direct sales My intellect prevails from a hangin' cross with nails I'll reinforce the frail with lyrics that's real Word to Christ a disciple of streets trifle on beats I decipher prophecies through a mic and say peace I hung around the older crews while they sling smack to dingbats They spoke of Fat Cat that nigga's name made bell rings black Some fiends scream about Supreme Team a Jamaica Queens thing Uptown was Alpo son heard he was kingpin Yo fuck rap is real Watch the herbs stand still Never talkin' to snakes 'cause the words of man kill True in the game as long as blood is blue in my veins I pour my Heineken brew to my deceased crew on memory lane Before a blunt I take out my fronts Then I start to front matter of fact I be on a manhunt You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer That's like Malcolm X catchin' the Jungle Fever King poetic too much flavor I'm major Atlanta ain't Brave-r I'll pull a number like a pager 'Cause I'm an ace when I face the bass Fourty-side is the place that is givin' me grace Now wait another dose and you might be dead And I'm a Nike-head I wear chains that excite the feds And ain't a damn thing gonna change I'm a performer strange So the mic warmer was born to gain Nas why did you do it You know you got the mad-phat fluid when you rhyme It's like that you know it's like that I got it hemmed now you never get the mic back When I attack there ain't a army that could strike back So I react never calmly on a hype track I set it off with my own rhyme 'Cause I'm as ill as a convict who kills for phone time I'm max like cassettes I flex like sex In your stereo sets Nas'll catch wreck I used to hustle now all I do is relax and strive When I was young I was a fan of the Jackson 5 I drop jewels wear jewels hope to never run it With more kicks than a baby in a mother's stomach Nasty Nas has to rise 'cause I'm wise This is exercise 'til the microphone dies Back in eighty-three I was an MC sparkin' But I was too scared to grab the mics in the parks and Kick my little raps 'cause I thought niggas wouldn't understand And now in every jam I'm the fuckin' man I rap in front of more niggas than in the slave ships I got to have it I miss Mr. Magic Versatile my style switches like a faggot But not bisexual I'm an intellectual Of rap I'm a professional and that's no question yo These are the lyrics of the man you can't near it understand 'Cause in the streets I'm well-known like the number man Am I in place with the bass and format And next time I rhyme I be foul Whenever I freestyle I see trial niggas say I'm wild I hate a rhyme-biter's rhyme Stay tuned I assume the real rap comes at halftime I got it goin' on even flip a morning song Every afternoon I kick half the tune And in the darkness I'm heartless like when the NARC's hit Word to Marcus Garvey I hardly sparked it 'Cause when I blast the herb that's my word I be slayin' them fast doin' this that and the third But chill pass the Andre and let's slay I bag bitches up at John Jay and hit a matinee 'Cause when it's my time to go I wait for God with the fourty-four cal And biters can't come near And yo go to hell to the foul cop who shot Garcia I won't plant seeds don't need an extra mouth I can't feed That's extra Phillie change more cash for damp weed This goes out to Manhattan the island of Staten Brooklyn and Queens is livin' fat and The Boogie Down enough props enough clout Ill Will rest in peace yo I'm out Freedom or jail clips inserted A baby's being born same time a man is murdered The beginning and end as far as rap goes It's only natural I explain my plateau And also what defines my name Yeah long live the idols may they never be your rivals Pac was like Jesus Nas wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin No I.D. my mentor now let the story begin I ain't mad at you young king this unsung song is haunting Along comes a one son called a offspring The Earth spins my Old Earth grin sung a church hymn She birthed in September took my first wind again the Earth spins I jumped in my first Benz fled out lead out Screams got in the game and took bread out The nerve of these niggas weak flow yo Cole let's murder this sequel Freedom or jail from Fayetteville to QB though 'Cause back when I was young there was massive niggas But I passed them niggas just being nasty nigga Military hat fatigue pants sagging Henny'd up Execs asking will he live to see his own release date happen Straight off the corner with the armor arm and hammer But I had a appeal I was a charmer Yet still being my mama's son was my biggest honor This shit was just kinda just a hobby in my project lobby We was trying to be the Queensbridge Cosby's But the street life robbed me of that so I had to put it in raps And who could I ask for help Older niggas was getting mad But that's the gift and the curse that's the good and the bad At least you got Jay but he already one of the greats And it's hard for the great to tell somebody how to be great Nigga I tried and niggas threw that shit right back in my face They took my cosign but they ain't let me EP their tapes And when they joint tanked that's when they point blame So point blank young Cole you won't be the same The first album freedoms and them fourth album pressures A big difference between 'em but I get why you said it Radio records are needed I just wanted it to bring the warning Global warming to that cold world you was breathing That's some advice I never got If I don't sell another record I'll just steady rock While you was writing down my rhymes I was just tryna show you That if you say what's on ya mind you can stand the test of time Now I'm playing Born Sinner loud saw you live rock the crowd Like wow you made your nigga Nas proud Long live the idols may they never be your rivals Slick Rick was like Jesus G Rap wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin Large Professor's my mentor that's how the story end He's the heartbeat of the people The ghetto people and when I say ghetto people The people who cannot afford to go to big concert Some of these people do not even have TV so they can't afford cable Some of them can afford a radio So the only thing they can listen to is the music People the ghetto people from the projects street people Hortical ghetto youth who know what it is to sing about suffering and reality Smoking a escubano guzzle my second bottle Hope I don't catch a homo Grossing our net simultaneously making me climb higher Heinous crimes behind me search but can't find me fuck sadness Had this been you having this lavish Habitual happiness at me you wouldn't look backwards You would have sex on condominium roof decks So anyone move next I'll hit you with two Tec-9's Rocking Roberto Cavalli no shirt on convertible Mazi My Colombiana mommy riding beside me Every tat mean something that's my word on my body I'll have to lean something with that Mossberg shotty My niggas is ignant put lead in your pigment Just 'cause y'all was mad at all the years I was getting it Now it's the Ghost Phantom and y'all can't stand him but Army jacket swag army jacket green and black With the square top pocket that snaps Where the gas at Pass that not you you hold cracks in your asscrack I never did that my sock's where my stash was at Yo I used to listen to that Red Alert and Rap Attack I fell in love with all that poetry I mastered that Cutting school where Preme team and Fat Cat was at Future not crystal clear yet Baccarat Now I'm the one who repping Queens Way beyond your wildest dreams Bottles on bottles with sparklers surround my team That long cash get the baddest bitches out they jeans Twenty years in this game looking seventeen I don't lean no codeine promethazine I just blow green pick which bitch to bless the king Although he's on to another chapter Heavy D gave this beat to Salaam for me to rap New York is like an Island a big Rikers Island The cops be out wilding all I hear is sirens It's all about surviving Same old two-step try to stay alive when they be out robbing I been out rhyming since born knowledge Like prophet Muhammad said the ink from a scholar Worth more than the blood of a martyr so I'ma Keep it on 'til I see a billion dollars Keep your friends close and your enemies closer Love model chocha mommy pop it like she 'pose to Eyes red shot like I'm never sober Big time smoker Indonesian doja Mini me's you can hold up Before you end up wet up from my soldier Don shit under fire I remain on some calm shit This for every ghetto in the hood Nas the Don Super Cat the Don Dada understood This is what they want huh This is what it's all about Time to take Affirmative Action son They just don't understand you kna'mean Niggas comin' sideways thinkin' stuff is sweet man Niggas don't understand the four devils Lust envy hate jealousy wicked niggas man Yo sit back relax catch your contact Sip your con-gi-ac And let's all wash this money through this laundromat Sneak attack the new cats in rap worth top dollar In fact touch mines and I'll react like a Rottweiler Who could relate We play for high stakes at gunpoint Catch 'em and break undress 'em Tie 'em with tape no escape The Corleone fettuccine Capone Roam in your own zone Or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome We got it sewn The Firm art of war is unknown Lower your tone face it homicide cases get blown Aristocrats politickin' daily with diplomats See me I'm an official mack Lex Coupe triple black Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche My destiny's to be the new boss That nigga Paulie gotta die he too soft They found his head on the couch With his dick in his mouth I put the hit out Yo the smoothest killer since Bugsy Bitches love me and Queens where my drugs be I wear Guess jeans and rugbies Yo my people from Medina they will see ya All your cream go between us Real shit my Desert Eagle got a ill grip I chill with niggas that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks My red beam made a dread scream and sprayed a fed team Corleone be turnin' niggas to fiends Yukons and ninja black Lexus Mega the pretty boy with mafia connections It's The Firm nigga set it Yo my mind is seeing through your design like Blind Fury I shine jewelry sippin' on crushed grapes we lust papes And push cakes inside the casket at Just wake It's sickenin' he just finished bidding upstate And now the projects is talking that somebody-gotta-die shit It's logic as long as it's nobody that's in my clique My man Smoke know how to expand coke in Mr. Coffee Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me Life's a bitch but God forbid the bitch divorce me I'll be flooded with ice so hell fire can't scorch me Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at the Mosque Moving cars your top papi Senor Escobar In the black Camaro Firm deep all my niggas hail the blackest sparrow Wallabee's be the apparel Through the darkest tunnel I got visions of multi millions in the biggest bundle In the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle Bundle of sixty-two They ain't got a clue what we about to do My whole team we shittin' hard like Czar Sosa Foxy Brown Cormega and Escobar I keep a fat marquess piece laced in all the illest snake skin Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera Operation Firm Biz so what the deal is I keep a phat jewel sippin' Cristies Sittin' on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van We stay incogni' like all them thug niggas in Marcy The gods they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi Bet it on my whole crew is Don Juan On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal And Baba Shallah spoke Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke Raw though an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though Flippin' the bigger picture The bigger nigga with the cheddar was mad dripper He had a fuckin' villa in Manilla We got to flee to Panama but wait it's half-and-half Ki's is one and two-fifth so how we flip Thirty-two grams raw chop it in half get sixteen Double it times three we got fourty-eight Which mean a whole lot of cream Divide the profit by four Subtract it by eight we back to sixteen Now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through So let's see if we flip this other ki Then that's more for me mad coke and mad leak Plus a five hundred cut in half is two-fifty Now triple that times three We got three quarters of another ki B-boys and girls listen up You can be anything in the world in God we trust An architect doctor maybe an actress But nothing comes easy it takes much practice Like I met a woman who's becoming a star She was very beautiful leaving people in awe Singing songs Lena Horne but the younger version Hung with the wrong person got her strung on that heroin Cocaine sniffing up drugs all in her nose Could've died so young now looks ugly and old No fun 'cause when she reaches for hugs people hold their breath 'Cause she smells of corrosion and death Watch the company you keep and the crowd you bring 'Cause they came to do drugs and you came to sing So if you gonna be the best I'ma tell you how Put your hands in the air and take the vow Be boys and girls listen again This is for grown-looking girls who's only ten The ones who watch videos and do what they see As cute as can be up in the club with fake ID Careful before you meet a man with AIDS You can host the TV like Oprah Winfrey Whatever you decide be careful some men be Rapists so act your age don't pretend to be Older than you are give yourself time to grow You thinking he can give you wealth but so Young boys you can use a lot of help you know You thinking life's all about smoking weed and ice You don't wanna be my age and can't read and write Begging different women for a place to sleep at night Smart boys turn to men and do whatever they wish If you believe you can achieve then say it like this Before we came to this country We were kings and queens never porch monkeys There was empires in Africa called Kush Timbuktu where every race came to get books To learn from black teachers who taught Greeks and Romans Asian Arabs and gave them gold when Gold was converted to money it all changed Money then became empowerment for Europeans The Persian military invaded They heard about the gold the teachings and everything sacred Africa was almost robbed naked Slavery was money so they began making slave ships Egypt was the place that Alexander the Great went He was so shocked at the mountains with black faces Shot up they nose to impose what basically Still goes on today you see If the truth is told the youth can grow They learn to survive until they gain control Nobody says you have to be gangstas hoes Read more learn more change the globe Ghetto children do your thing Hold your head up little man you're a king Young Princess when you get your wedding ring Well you hate me I'm gon' hate you too It's as simple as that Die motherfucker die motherfucker die You don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck Go down any way you want it to go down Weak jealous motherfuckers Fuck y'all Don't hate me hate the money I see clothes that I buy Ice that I wear flows that I try Close your eyes picture me rollin' Sixes money foldin' Bitches honeys that swollen to riches Nas get in ya Most critically acclaimed Pulitzer Prize winner Best storyteller thug narrator my style's greater Model dater big threat to a lot of you haters Commentators ringside try watchin' my paper Almost a decade quite impressive Most of the best is in the essence for this rap shit that I stand for Expandin' more to the big screen Bill Gates dreams But it seems you'd rather see me in jail with state greens Want me off the scene fast but good things last Like your favorite MC still makin' some mean cash First rapper to bring a platinum plaque back to the projects But you still wanna hate be my guest I suggest You wanna hate me then hate me what can I do But keep gettin' money Funny I was just like you I had to hustle hard never give up until I made it That's a clever nigga nothin' to play with Hate on me I blew but I'm the same O.G. People warn me when you're on top there's envy Took my niggas out the hood but you doubt on us Sayin' we left the hood but can't get it out of us My bad should I step out my shoes give 'em to you Here's my cars and my house you can live in that too Criticize when I flow for the streets hate my dress code Gucci this Fendi that what you expect ho Nickname Esco took this game to its threshold Best flow I bet the whole U.S. know Try to make it like you the realest but who the illest Think we all know the answer to that 'cause niggas feel this right It's a thin line between paper and hate Friends and snakes nine milli's and thirty-eights Hell or the Pearly Gates I was destined to come Predicted blame God he blew breath in my lungs Second to none wicked turn wives to widows Shoot through satin pillows the desolate one Took a little time to claim my spot Chairman of the board until this game stop and I side with the Lord Ride for the 'cause while drivin' niggas shot at my doors Plottin' I'm sure to catch me with they Glocks to my jaws Tried stickin' me up but I flipped on these ducks Instead of me ambulances were pickin' them up Niggas fear what they don't understand Hate what they can't conquer guess it's just the theory of man Became a monster on top of the world never fallin' I'm as real as they come from day one forever ballin' c'mon Bye baby I guess you knew why I walked away When we walked to the altar that was an awesome day Did counselling couldn't force me to stay Something happens when you say I do we go astray Why did we mess it up We was friends we had it all Reason you don't trust men that was your daddy fault He in the grave let it go he no longer living Said you caught him cheating with mom fucking other women Fuck that gotta do with us Here's the keys to the newest truck Birkin bags we burning cash now baby do it up No matter who you fuck that was before me Wanted you as my shorty since before I saw you screaming Hate you so much right now Should've saw the meaning angry black woman Actions of a demon I'm leaving Bye baby I guess you know why I had to leave Seven months in your pregnancy 'bout to have my seed Let's take it back some years rewind it to the happy years You and your Star Trak fam I'm thinking you cats are weird Same time different year I was digging y'all flow Then I tatted you on my arm so niggas would know I thought no one could stop us matching gold watches I was your Johnny Depp you was my Janis Joplin Yet the cuter version yet I knew you personally Better than you knew yourself and I knew this for certain Crib in the Dominican you got away from everybody You screaming at the racist cops in Miami was probably Gangsta me and twenty cops 'bout to fight crazy night Bailed you out next morning we got clean Like it never happened and later we at that Heat game Just another day in the life of two people in love But it wasn't enough so baby guess what Listen could you imagine writing your deposition Divorce lawyer telling you how this thing gonna be ending With you paying out the ass and I'm talking half Not some but half no serious half Half of your soul half of your heart you leaving behind It's either that or die I wanted peace of mind And all I seen was selfish cowards But look at yourself Speak louder bruh You live with your baby moms And scared to make an honest woman out of her And make her your bride fake pimps you ain't even alive At least I can say I tried plus enjoyed the ride Plus we got our little boy my little joy and pride He got my nose my grill your color your eyes Next go round I hope I pick the truest type And watch me do it all again yeah it's a beautiful life aight Now let's get it all in perspective For all y'all enjoyment a song y'all can step with Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice Grey Goose and a whole lot of hydro Only describe us as soldier survivors Stay laced in the best well-dressed With finesse in a white tee lookin' for wifey Thug girl who fly and talks so nicely Put her in the coupe so she can feel the nice breeze We can drive through the city no doubt But don't say my car's topless say the titties is out Newness here's the anthem Put your hand up that you shoot with count your loot with Push the pool stick in your new crib Same hand that you hoop with swing around like you stupid King of the town Yeah I been that You know I click-clack where you and your mens at Do the Smurf do the Wop Baseball Bat Rooftop like we bringin' eighty-eight back This ain't rappin' this is Street Hop Now get up off yo' ass like your seat's hot My live niggas lit up the reefer Trunk of the car we got the streetsweeper Don't start none won't be none No reason for your mans to panic You don't wanna see no ambulances Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup That's the way you get Timberland'd up Let the music diffuse all the tension Baller convention free admission Hustlers dealers and killers can move swift Girls get close you can feel where the tool's kept All my just-comin' homies parolees Get money leave the beef alone slowly Get out my face you people so phony Pull out my waist the Eagle four-forty I see niggas runnin' yo my mood is real rude I lay you out show you what steel do Mobsters don't box my pump shot obliges Every invitation to fight you punk-asses Like Pun said you ain't even en mi clasa Maybach Benz back seat TV plasma Ladies lookin' for athletes or rappers Whatever you choose whatever you do Make sure he a thug and intelligent too Like a real thoroughbred is Show me love let me feel how the head is Females who's the sexiest is always the nastiest Ayo late night candlelight fiend with diesel in his needle Queensbridge leader no equal I come from the Wheel of Ezekiel To pop thousand-dollar bottles of Scotch Smoke pot and heal the people Any rebuttal to what I utter get box-cutter'd Count how many bad honeys I slut it's a high number Name a nigga under the same sky that I'm under Who gets money remain fly yeah I wonder Eyes flutter it's love when Nas pops up Stars get starstruck panties start drippin' The ways of Carlito blaze torpedo cigars Drop Rolls hoes drop clothes I ride like Porsches thick brown and gorgeous It ain't my fault semi-automatic weapons I brought The world crazy I'm rich and I'm girl Dick 'em convince 'em all to praise me They ideology is confusion I lose 'em Fellates me who hate me My gun off safety Since the Tunnel and Skate Key my jewelry in HD Silent rage pristine in my vintage shades I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginning stage I am the dragon Maserati pumpin' Biggie the great legend Blastin' I'm after the actress who played Faith Evans My little Jackie Onassis dig I'm so high I never land like Mike Jackson's crib Vest on fourty-four still crack ya rib sacrilege Talk trash 'bout the Nasty kid Past nasty now I'm gross and repulsive Talk money is you jokin' Cash everywhere in my bank in the sofa In the walls in the cars in my wallet in my pocket On the floors ceilings the safe bitch I got it You envy but don't offend me I'm skinny but still I'm too big for a Bentley You are your car what could represent me Too Godly to be a Bugatti you honestly Must design me somethin' Tommy Mottonic from Queens had before the nineties Drug dealer car rush to the bar Move niggas We don't give a fuck who you are Black card heavy like a magnet in my stitched denims Pretty women see them saggin' Bet a hundred stacks niggas'll run it back Just havin' fun I ain't even begun to black Light another blunt in fact For the hustlers thick as yellow bitches for the suck of it Got a bunch of niggas in prison braggin' I display fashions while my lungs engage hashish Guns on my waist past this Since I'm cakin' up put funds in my safe laughin' And joinin' the blunt passin' you niggas was straight assin' Excuse the vulgarity I'm still not fully adjusted Or used to the new fans hearin' me spit rapidly I never see the whips niggas be claimin' they drivin' I guess entertainment means blatantly lyin' Fake it 'til you make it I've driven those toys Been in them wars in the streets cops kickin' in doors For my team nigga your flow cheap as limousine liquor I'm no fake rap CD listener sit back and roll a mean swisher For my G's tell these clowns make room for the king nigga Check it out when I'm chilling I grab the buddha Get my crew to buy beers And watch a flick illin' and root for the villain huh Plus every morning I go out and love it sort of chilly Then I send a shorty from my block to the store for Phillies After being blessed by the herb's essence I'm back to my rest ten minutes some odd seconds That's where I got the honey at spends the night for sexin' Keep lubrication Lifestyle protection Hitting up my stereo's remote control quickly Ron G's in the cassette deck rocking the shit G I try to stay mellow rock well a cappella rhymes'll Make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella fella Go get your crew Hobbes I'm prepared to bomb troops Y'all niggas was born I shot my way out my mom dukes When I was ten I was a hip-hoppin' shorty wop Known for rocking microphones and twisting off a forty top What up niggas how y'all It's Nasty the villain I'm still writing rhymes but besides that I'm chillin' I'm tryin' to get this money God You know the hard times kid Shit cold be starving make you wanna do crimes kid But I'ma lamp 'cause a crime couldn't beat a rhyme And I'm from Queensbridge been to many places As a kid when I would say that out of town niggas chased us But now I know the time got a older mind Plus control a 9 fine see now I represent mine I'm new on the rap scene brothers never heard of me Yet I'm a menace yo police wanna murder me Heini Dark drinker represent the thinker My pen rides the paper it even has blinkers Think I'll dim the lights then inhale it stimulates Floating like I'm on the North ninety-five Interstate Never plan to stop when I write my hand is hot And expand a lot from the Wiz to Camelot The parlayer I'll make your heads bop pa I shine a light on perpetrators like a cop's car From day to night I play the mic and you'll thank God I wreck shit so much the microphone'll need a paint job My brain is incarcerated Live at any jam I couldn't count all the parks I've raided I hold a Mac-11 and attack a reverend I contact eleven L's and max in heaven Yeah that shit was crazy fat pa But check it you got another verse for me I want you to kick it you know what I'm sayin' Kick that shit for the projects You'll live and you'll learn See 'cause you've never been the same as anyone else Don't think the same as everyone else You'll love and you'll learn See you'll never conclude with anyone else Don't think the same as everyone else Dark boy don't you cry There's too much life left in those eyes Don't you let that face go waterfall Don't you learn to love your scars and all Dark boy don't you die They're just human let them lie You just know your world and speak your truth Let them come to you For you'll love in your heart See 'cause you've never been the same as anyone else Don't think the same as everyone else This is your call there are no wrongs See you'll never conclude with anyone else Don't think the same as everyone else If I had everything I could change anything If I changed anything I would change everything When the media slings mud we use it to build huts Irrefutable facts merciful beautiful black Beloved brother you fail to embarrass him harassin' him To my life your life pales in comparison So go write whatever blog messiness is not ever the God Do what's necessary I'm never worried Listen vultures I've been shackled by Western culture You convinced most of my people to live off emotion That's why we competin' Death by the chrome barrel forgot the secrets My Kilimanjaro bone marrow's the deepest You can peep at the comments but don't fall for that We want freedom I'm a scholar an almanac People do anything to be involved in everything Inclusion is a hell of a drug Some people have everything they probably ever wanted in life And never have enough From the birth of a child the world is foul Excursions of a searchin' child Should learn to take nothin' personal A parent hates to watch his baby's face Takin' his first immunization shots but this is great The child's introduction to suffering and pain Understands without words nothin' is explained Or rushed to the brain lookin' up at his parents' face Like I thought you would protect me from this scary place Why'd you let them inject me Who's gonna know how these side effects is gonna affect me Who knew I would grow to meet presidents that respect me If Starbucks is bought by Nestle please don't arrest me I need to use your restroom and I ain't buy no espresso Soon enough assume the cuffs the position Not new to us since back on the bus sittin' The future's us yet every citizen's in prison Watch me as I walk through the folly golly New York to Saudi In Italy I'm Eduardo Wiccari But Nasty the hustler nasty like mustard gas sulfur And I could sell Alaska to Russia no pressure It was a haunted by dead rich whites Mad a nigga bought his crib to hang up pictures of black Christ Circular driveways black cars and black ice My second house still in my twenties illin' with money Chilled through my spine spillin' wine it's funny Did good for a staircase loiterer euphoria What you saw when you seen a teen turn to a warrior Did every Fourth of July bustin' in the sky It was important to a guy who was mob-minded Future Murcielago driver 'til Lambos got average on me I started likin' the look like I ain't had no money Yellow taxi seats over Maybach seats Just to remind me just to inspire me To stay focused it's a real sick society Just 'cause I got your support don't mean you're buyin' me I'm buyin' back the land owned by the slave masters Where my ancestors lived just to say a rapper Made a change the pants-sagger put plans in action To lay claim the Pan-African made it happen Dark boy don't you cry There's too much life left in those eyes Don't you let that face go waterfall Don't you learn to love your scars and all Dark boy don't you die They're just human let them lie You just know your world and speak your truth And let them come to you For you'll love in your heart See 'cause you've never been the same as anyone else Don't think the same as everyone else This is your call there are no wrongs See you'll never conclude with anyone else Don't think the same as everyone else Street's disciple my raps are trifle I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle Stampede the stage I leave the microphone split Play Mr. Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shit Verbal assassin my architect pleases And you're sitting at home doing this shit I should be earning a medal for this Stop fuckin' around and be a man There ain't nothin' out here for you New York streets where killers will walk like Pistol Pete And Pappy Mason gave the young boys admiration Prince from Queens and Fritz from Harlem Street legends the drugs kept the hood from starvin' Pushin' cars Nicky Barnes was the seventeen But there's a long list of high-profile celebrities Worldwide on the thorough side of things Livest kings some died one guy one time One day grabs me as I'm about to blast heat Forty-side of Vernon I turned while he asked me I was a teen drunk off brew Stumbled I wondered if God sent him 'Cause two squad cars entered the block And looked at us I ain't flinch when they watched I took it upstairs the bathroom mirror brushed my hair Starin' at a young disciple I almost gave my life to what the dice do Yeah man throwin' them bones Hopin' my ace get his case thrown His girl ain't wait for him she in the world straight hoein' While he lookin' at centerfolds of pretty girls showin' They little cooch gangstas don't die he's living proof The D.A. who tried him was lyin' A white dude killed his mother during the case Hung jury now the D.A. is being replaced Pre-trial hearing is over it's real for the soldier Walks in the courtroom the look in his eyes is wild Triple-homicide I sit in the back aisle I wanna crack a smile when I see him Throw up a fist for Black Power 'cause all we want is his freedom He grabbed a court officer's gun and started squeezin' Then he grabbed the judge screams out Nobody leavin' Some niggas fuck their enemies in their ass when they catch 'em Weird-ass niggas are dangerous so don't test 'em They make you disappear this a year that I won't forget Sold CD's double platinum met mo' execs Southern niggas independent label real killas Know the business ran Tennessee for years now they chillin' They had the coke game somethin' crazy Sold music out the trunk of their car that shit amazed me Put me onto heroin blunts sherm or somethin' Took a puff what the fuck I turned to punch him Southern niggas ain't slow nigga tried to play me I left from around them dudes they cool but they crazy Now I'm back around the old school that raised me New York gangsters we loungin' out in L.A. see A dude wrote my dog from Pelican Bay I rolled with some Crips down to a Crenshaw funeral Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the ho Responsible the nigga still alive in a hospital Midnight they crept in his room and shot the doctor too See my cousin's in the game thuggin' and things He plugged me with a dame who was half-Mexicano Gave the ass up I'm a mack daddy Soprano She passed me the indigo but the imbecile Shoulda never tippy-toed thought my eyes were closed Openin' the hotel room door to let her goons in But I moved in a manner on some Jet Li shit I let the hammers blow wet three kids See honey thought I had somethin' to do with all the drama 'Cause I was with a crew that had her people killed Called up my cousin told him I ain't fuckin' with you All I really gotta say is that If that's how our people gon' get down how we ever gon' get up How we ever gon' get up if that's how we get down A shame when you really look at it My folk against your folk but we all kinfolk Somebody got to make a change When the world turned its back on me I was up against the wall I had no foundation No friends and no family to catch my fall Runnin' on empty th'was nothin' left in me but doubt I picked up the pen like Hamilton Street analyst now I write words that try to channel 'em No political power just lyrical power Sittin' on a crate on a corner sippin' for hours Schemin' on a come up from evening'to sun up My man awaitin' trial misdemeanors we younger Courtroom prejudice insufficient evidence Jailhouse lawyers these images still relevant Flickerin' lights inside my project hall Sickenin' the mice crawl all night long Writin' songs about rights and wrongs and bails bonds Master bedroom bigger than the crib that I was raised at I'm the architect like I wrote the code to Waze app I'm driven black Elohim from the streets of Queens The definition of what It Was Written means Develop relationships with fiends I know they miss me Before the metrocards it was tokens I did the ten speed Never had wrote a rhyme in my life what was a sixteen At sixteen arrested in housin' trips to the mountains Came right back trappin' off couches watchin' for mouses Only tools we was posed with had a spot smoke lit The hate is just confusion pay attention how them jokes switch Diadora was my favorite the Mark Buchanans Mama couldn't afford them I learned everythin' on the border That's a big 8 Clicquot parties with private dancers with no mixtape Bumble Bee Tuna now we could get steak I persevered composition I kept it close Competition near I'm a Spartan without the spear Three hundred rhymes it was written before I wrote it Opportunity knockin' might miss it that window closin' This poetry in motion I'm a poet When the world turned its back on me I was up against the wall I had no foundation No friends and no family to catch my fall Runnin' on empty there was nothin' left in me but doubt I picked up a pen and I wrote my way out High speed dubbin' these rhymes in my dual cassette deck Runnin' out of time like I'm Jonathan Larson's rent check My mind is where the wild things are Maurice Sendak In withdrawal I want it all please give me that pen back Y'all I caught my first beatin' from the other kids when I was caught readin' My pops tried in vain to get me to fight back Oversensitive defenseless I made sense of it I pencil in The lengths to which I'd go to learn my strengths and knock 'em senseless These sentences are endless so what if they leave me friendless Damn you got no chill Fuckin' right I'm relentless I know Abuela's never really gonna win the lottery So it's up to me to draw blood with this pen hit an artery This Puerto Rican's brains are leakin' through the speakers And if he can be the shinin' beacon this side of the G.W.B and Shine a light when it's gray out Oh I was born in the eye of a storm No lovin' arms to keep me warm This hurricane in my brain is the burden I bear I can do without I'm here Just use me for whatever the fuck they want I don't get to say shit Just grab me just do what the fuck they want Sell me throw me away Niggas just don't give a fuck about a nigga like me right Like I'm a gun shit It's like I'm a motherfucking gun I can't believe this shit I seen some cold nights and bloody days They grab me and bullets spray They use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this day My body is cold steel for real I was made to kill that's why they keep me concealed Under car seats they sneak me in clubs Been in the hands of mad thugs They feed me when they load me with mad slugs Seventeen precisely one in my head They call me Desert Eagle semi-auto with lead I'm seven inches four pounds been through so many towns Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie living harshly Beat up and battered they pull me out I watch as niggas scattered making me kill But what I feel it never mattered When I'm empty I'm quiet finding myself fiending to be fired A broken safety niggas place me in shelves Under beds so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred Keep me full up with hollow heads How you like me now I go blaow It's that shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first child Scarred your life or crippled your style I gave you power I made you buck-wild How you like me now I go blaow It's that shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first child Scarred your life or crippled your style Always I'm in some shit My abdomen is the clip the barrel is my dick uncircumcised Pull my skin back and cock me I bust off when they unlock me Results of what happens to niggas shock me I see niggas bleeding running from me in fear stunningly tears Fall down the eyes of these so-called tough guys for years I've been used in robberies giving niggas heart to follow me Placing peoples in graves funerals made 'cause I was sprayed I was laid in a shelf with a grenade Had a serial defaced hoping one day police would place Where he came from a name or some sort of person to claim him Tired of murdering made him wanna be a plain gun But yo I had some other plans like the next time the beef is on I make myself jam right in my owner's hand How you like me now I go blow It's that shit that moves crowds making every ghetto foul I might have took your first child Scarred your life or crippled your style I gave you power I made you buck-wild Yo weeks went by and I'm surprised Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides Besides me it's bullets two vests and then a nine There's a grenade in a box and that Tec-9 that kept crying 'Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year he's rusty it's clear He's bout to fall to pieces 'cause of his murder career Yo I can hear somebody coming in open the shelf His eyes bubbling he said it was on I felt his palm troubled him shaking Somebody stomped him out his dome was aching He placed me on his waist the moment I've been waiting My creation was for Blacks to kill Blacks It's gats like me that accidentally go off making niggas memories But this time it's done intentionally He walked me outside saw this cat He pulled the trigger but I held on it felt wrong Knowing niggas is waiting in hell for him He squeezed harder I didn't budge sick of the blood Sick of the thugs sick of wrath of the next man's grudge What the other kid did was pull out no doubt A newer me in better shape before he lit out he lead the chase My owner fell to the floor his wig split so fast I didn't know he was hit it's over with Heard mad niggas screaming niggas running cops is coming Now I'm happy until I felt somebody else grab me Embarrassed but managed to get a plate We were hungry kids Mom's working I was famished She getting home late So I decided now I'm in charge Either stay full or starve Before Air Jordans Kareem Abdul-Jabbars Trying to cop quarters and trying to move that hard Roll with a shooting squad How could I not succumb How could I not partake Licked off a shot for fun What's got inside my brain A hustler's job ain't done til he becomes a king But I'm a righteous son despite I'm in the midst of Dudes who switch up and change They wanna carry me like I'm some kind of lame I never let them though I just forgive them though Either that or the pistol blow Y'all don't hear me now Somebody help me I remember early mornings syrup sandwiches sugar water yeah Walking up the dark stairwells elevators was out of order yeah Worth two hundred million now Bicentennial nigga flat screens and condominiums Brazilian women on Xannies they pulling off panties I'm pushing forty she only twenty-one Don't applaud me I'm exhausted G Me and my red cup my blunt and my red cup Y'all wouldn't know me without one I keep a fresh cut Remember talking to Biggie inside his Lex truck Said stay fly when you bummy keep your pajamas Armani Hood forever I just act like I'm civilized Really what's in my mind is organizing a billion Black motherfuckers To take over J.P. and Morgan Goldman and Sachs And teach the world facts and give Saudi they oil back Nineteen ninety Polo Ralph Lauren on him Gone a few years the whole world snoring on him Girls all up on him I spread em hit 'em and dead 'em She says third leg from a legend is sheer heaven She says it is the greatest loving The tales you hear is the truth on me Who wasn't the most faithful husband Reveal my life you will forgive me You will love me hate me judge me relate to me Only a few will this how it sounds when you're too real They think it's just music still Well I am a graphic classic song composer Music notes on sheets I wrote this piece to get closure Some of y'all might know Kelis This goes to her with love also goes to y'all let's see The craziest things already happened to me So either you'll be laughing at me or you're laughing with me I made it like that I bought it like that I'm living like that I never brag how real I keep it 'cause it's the best secret I rock a vest prestigious Cuban link flooded Jesus In a Lex watching Kathie Lee and Regis My actions are one with the seasons Winter time I rock a fur Mega popular center of attraction Climaxing my bitches they be laughing They high from sniffing coke off a twenty-cent Andrew Jackson City lights spark a New York night Rossi and Martini sipping Sergio Tacchini Flipping mad pies low price I blow dice and throw them Forty-five by my scrotum manifest the Do or Die slogan Twenty Gods popping wheelies on Kawasakis Hip hop's got me on some ol' spraying shots like a drum roll Blanking out and never miscount the shells my gun hold I don't stunt I regulate Henny and Sprite I separate watching crab niggas marinate I'm all about Tec's a good jux and sex Israelite books holding government names from Ness MC's are crawling out every hole in the slum You be aight like blood money in a pimp's cum I made it like that I bought it like that I'm living like that Currency is made in the trust of the Messiah I'm spending it to get higher Earth Wind and Fire singing Reasons why I'm Up early trustworthy is a nine that bust early Sunshine on my grill I spill Remy on imaginary graves Put my hat on my waves latter Day Saints say religious praise I dolo challenge any team or solo You must be bugging out new to my shit home on a furlough Ask around who's laid up sharp and straight up Mafioso getting niggas' wakes sprayed up Skies are misty my life's predicted by a gypsy I'll one day walk into shots drunk off champagne from Sicily This be the drama I'ma pause like a comma In a sentence paragraph's indented Bloodshot red eyes high yellow envelopes of lye Opening cigars let tobacco fly Condos are tune-proof we're looking out the sky's moonroof Shitting like gin and prune juice Yo the system wants the coon's noose hang 'em high Courtrooms filled up it's off the hook while I Just wrote a statement like I'm facing twenty years For wearing chrome I told the judge snakes slither Like Sharon Stone but like Capone I'm thrown yo Yo the time is wasting I use the mind elevation Dime sack lacing court pen pacing Individual lyrical math abrasion Psychic evaluation the foulest nation We living in dangerous lives mad leak and battered wives A lifestyle on bad streets is patternized Wise men build and destroy While the real McCoy dope fiend named Detroit is still dealing boy Coke suppliers acting biased 'Cause rumors say that niggas wear wires and we liars But every night the gat's fired and every day a rat's hired I still remain the mack flyest in the phat Kani's Just a killer in me slash drug dealer MC Ex-slug filler semi mug peeler Demi bottles of Mo' yo simply follow me flow Put poetry inside a crack pot and blow Rough hoes pull crack out pussies and buttholes Bring the G's and the D's roll they can't touch those Why shoot the breeze about it when you could be about it My degrees are routed toward the peasy haired brick houses Instead of the fake medallions Rich niggas transport in thousands Foreign cash exchange amounting to millions Doors is locked rocks is chopped watch the cameras in the ceilings Trick bitches catching mad feelings Peeling off in the Lex Jeep techniques is four-wheeling I bet it be some shit when we connect with Stretch When we catch them sex niggas with the Tec-9s you blessed word So now it's on never wasted a slug Time is money when it comes to mine take it in blood Peace to the Five Percenters online engine inventors Shout to them niggas family men bringing home dinners Watch out for desperate lonely women hurt your happy home Miserable and alone kissable nice to bone She not the type deserving of a throne Her beauty is her curse she fuck for shoes and a purse Make me a movie first can watch you on my phone I shop in Barcelona I spend some nights in Rome Feel like a Knight from England That's what I named my son Knight He was born to be one that's how my game was won I'm living dangerous son she got a man a famous one Honey be pocket watching she got a lot of options Hard to make up her mind deciding which baller to rock with Hot to death slim pickings but I'm not impressed She got the hottest sex so I guess I'ma just stay Even though I don't like you Next Friday night can't wait to fight you Locked up I would knife you don't fuck with you Last month I even bucked at you you got locked I felt bad wait do I got love for you I might kill you but do I got love for you I want you dead under six feet of soil At the same time want you here to witness me while you in misery We hate each other but it's love what a thug mystery Years ago they ate the hearts of a slain enemy We enemies but your hatred could never enter me Some seek fame 'cause they need validation Some say hating is confused admiration Spotlight on me I still look twenty Still get money lady killer pushing a Bentley Maybe niggas could see too much of they failures Through a nigga who realer I don't like you near bruh but I need you to stay Summoned from heaven blessed dressed in only Goyard Homie go hard like Stone and Robert in a stolen car Shoot the ballot box no voter cards they all are frauds Senegal's finest minerals diamonds The Earth is cursed but I survive many climates Calm and thoroughly they try to Hyman Roth me John Fitzgerald me the industry never bought me Fear will make you reveal who you really are Feel me God Be solid your foes hold you in ill regard This ain't knowledge this is not intense For honored men women too Us who can see the same thing but have a different view All of a sudden frontin' niggas knew you from your past Got all kinds of guys sayin' we go way back And who y'all comparin' me to is nonsense Show gratitude in the presence of dominance To Catholics Moors and Masons John Hanson was not the first black pres to make it Abe Lincoln did not free the enslaved Progress was made 'cause we forced the proclamation SWAT was created to stop the Panthers Glocks were created for murder enhancement For hunting men circumstances Willie Lynch is a myth Colombians created crack The government made stacks Reagan had Alzheimer's that's true Fox News was started by a black dude also true Convinced my experiences were meant to be Helps me navigate as they validate they treachery Felt established fake as he smile handshake questionable In my hood fear does a few things Make you pussy make you a snitch Make irrational moves or even turn you to food Ayo that's why they be killing us and shooting us That's why they feel uncomfortable around us 'Cause of our greatness You're lucky God made us compassionate and forgiving Pssh man they scared of us Nas We see that bitch in your eyes Street dreams are made of these A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Everybody's looking for something Street dreams are made of these Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese Who am I to disagree Everybody's looking for something My man put me up for the share one-fourth of a square Headed for Delaware with one change of gear Nothing on my mind but the dime sack we blazed With the glaze in my eye that we find when we crave Dollars and cents a fugitive with two attempts Jakes had no trace of the face now they drew a print Though I'm innocent 'til proven guilty I'ma try to get filthy purchase a club and start up a realty For real G I'ma fulfill my dream If I conceal my scheme then precisely I'll build my cream The first trip without the clique Sent the bitch with the quarter brick this is it Fresh face NY plates got a crooked eye for the Jakes I want it all ArmorAll Benz and endless papes God sake what a nigga got to do to make a half a million Without the FBI catching feelings Street dreams are made of these A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Everybody's looking for something Street dreams are made of these Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese Who am I to disagree Everybody's looking for something From Fat Cat to Pappy niggas see the cat Twenty-five to flat push a thousand feet back Holding gats wasn't making me fat snitches on my back Living with Moms getting it on flushing crack down the toilet Two sips from being alcoholic Nine hundred ninety nine thou from being rich But now I'm all for it My man saw it like Dionne Warwick A wiser team for a wiser dream we could all score with The cartel Argentina coke with the nina Up in the hotel smoking on Sessamina Trina got the fishscale between her The way the bitch shook her ass yo the dogs never seen her She got me back living sweeter fresh Caesar Guess David Robinson's Wally moccasins Bitches blow me while hopping in the drop-top BM Word is bond son I had that bitch down on my shit like this Street dreams are made of these A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Everybody's looking for something Street dreams are made of these Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese Who am I to disagree Everybody's looking for something Growing up project-struck looking for luck dreaming Scoping the large niggas beaming check what I'm seeing Cars ghetto stars pushing ill Europeans Young early eighties throwing rocks at the crazy lady Worshipping every word them rope-rocking niggas gave me The street raised me up giving a fuck I thought Jordans and a gold chain was living it up I knew the dopes the pushers the addicts everybody Cut out of class just to smoke blunts and drink noddy Ain't that funny getting put on to crack money With all the gunplay painting the kettle black hungry A case of beers in the staircase I wasted years Some niggas went for theirs flipping coke as they career But I'm a rebel stressing to pull out of the heat no doubt With Jeeps tinted out spending never holding out Oh my God they speak venomous on the boy Oh my Lord my enemy is fear and I'm sure Oh my God they want the end of me 'cause I'm pure Oh my Lord discipline for the win I just go for it It's a trend for these men to die on their own sword Journey far learn who you can be But you can learn who you are when you around family Chip off their shoulders and soldiers on they grizzle My granddaddy Mack Little married Nannie Little They passed down wisdom blessings were given Pray my sins don't get passed to my children I made a killin' I'm alive like the morning star Court Jordan's for the price on stock so what the Hornets are I need evaluations I'm savvy y'all Eatin' foie gras and caviar listen Adam and Eve Don't fall too far from the apple tree ayy Adam and Eve Adam and Eve Don't fall too far from the apple tree apple tree The ghosts of gangsters dance Chinchillas shake on the hanger the force of this banger Yeah my language advanced my cadence amazin' The voice triggers somethin' what is this conundrum The clouds scurry your spirit rumble a boyish smile Still puff the loud it's nothin' less than a quarter pound Savage narrative every verse that I write bursts light Brings awareness to my personal life After my morning walk Havana cigar the ganja spark See my doctor more sweat in the sauna or the spa Spendin' fifty large at the Bellagio Spent twenty on a bad bitch I hardly know New girl every night two girls was every other night Sexual addiction gangster tradition They wanna fuck me have me under they belt slightly offended Yeah that's how I felt that's how it ended I'm just good at existin' existin' in my truth As long as I enjoy the fruit yeah Adam and Eve Don't fall too far from the apple tree ayy Adam and Eve Adam and Eve Don't fall too far from the apple tree apple tree What come first peace or the paper Before I had a piece of paper peace was in my favor Before I sat to eat at the table it had leeches and traitors Cut the fat from the meat extract the weak bon appetit No bacon brothers is swine It's so hard to trust 'em 'cause my hustle is mine It's evident they all the same with gray hair and still mean muggin' Gray hairs of wisdom that means you seen somethin' Say somethin' you stay frontin' But these clowns got false crowns fictitional kings You broke my heart Fredo You bring this thing of ours down to a fable Be advised my guys dyin' enterprisin' at a boss's table There's always room at my table Insecurities is keepin' you disabled All this money to get is it less time They ain't stopped printin' money 'cause they made mine I learned to stretch time these are the best times I'm in my neighborhood in stadiums the Mets' kind With restaurants and Carbone spicy rigatoni Go hard a red Bordeaux oh God Adam and Eve Don't fall too far from the apple tree ayy Adam and Eve Adam and Eve Don't fall too far from the apple tree apple tree You cocked back You thought you had it planned you thought you had your man He saw you coming he ran when you tried to blast that man You missed him by inches he sprinted Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered Two of 'em pull through but one didn't son's finished You took the life of him The part about it that's crazy you was aight with him Tight with him why was he in the way Why was he standing next to the enemy that specific day His style never hollas loud stays reclusive Good dude got that look like he always about to do shit Side of his mouth toothpick one eyebrow raised Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out days They never had no probs Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad massage These two different personalities had to collide Niggas could not aim and innocent niggas died You ask why 'cause of a Accident murderer act like you killed on purpose Liars brag you put work in You ain't mean to murk him your gun's a virgin Streets are full of 'em read the bulletin Accident murderer You just an accident murderer We grew up doing graffiti now hollow heads getting heated Seated in foreign cars constantly getting weeded Proceeded to count profits I know they got on binoculars But fuck em all we balling 'til they come lock us up Twenty to life I'm clubbing blowing twenty tonight We the mob Bob Marley Marlin' all through the night Addicted to wealth never cold turkey to war Snatch a TEC off the shelf live forever that's Insh'Allah Memoirs of a rich nigga Sweat suits gold chains old drug dealers New Benz chrome rims are for show killer You niggas accidental shoppers in back of the limo Pay your tithes stay alive can't be dodging my clique Cut a check I use your bitch for some bargaining chips In a hole sell your home nigga go sell your soul This forty-five in control God forgives and I don't Accident murderer act like you killed on purpose Liars brag you put work in You ain't mean to murk him your gun's a virgin Streets are full of 'em read the bulletin You just an accident murderer Yo for my nigga that got killed got hit up Vodka spills on the concrete light a swisha we miss ya And for that girl who never made it home shot in the dome How they gon' kill that beautiful sister Violent adolescents homicidal with weapons Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds that I'm guessing Tell me who you impressing Shooters I knew them when they was babies I used to test them Make em throw up they hands choke 'em out playing wrestling Watch em grow to a man I see them now they repping But they cold-blooded homie wondering where the respect went Can't play with these little niggas gangsta little niggas Can't hang with these little niggas they're killing they're reckless Wish I could build with him but will he change really Some real killers I think of Wayne Perry Think of my nigga Drawz but you aren't a name to me You ain't mean to kill him it wasn't necessary If you scared to take chances you'll never have the answers I could tell the future of a dude how his stance is Wonder will he shoot then you should study where his hands is Is he gon' cock it and pop it His waistband big But he don't have that thing in him slangin just ain't in him Body language is off he's soft But soft niggas all a sudden start dumpin' frontin' 'Cause he feel a way my niggas say the eyes is a giveaway One look could tell me if you really came to kill me Be the quiet nigga lookin' lame with the milli Who that over there creepin' Who homie by the tree Few machine guns close we could squeeze all three Be a cold day in hell before they creep on me It's a lesson every premonition Lot of niggas killed 'cause they wasn't payin' attention listen I want a bitch I can trust some niggas I can trust Accountants lookin' over my figures I can trust A lawyer that's fightin' for my decisions I can trust Damn my nigga trust I can never get enough Or Rugers I can trust shooters I can trust Goons that know how to spot out a Judas I can trust And if I can't trust you the fuck is you here for Some of you niggas' true colors becomin' clear more It's been so long can't remember how we begun this war This is a ever-lasting thunderstorm 'cause guns went off I see your moms she still speak She don't know I ain't cool with her son no more It's old shit see forever we holdin' this grudge Takes real men to squash beef end it with hugs We buried our dead been years why should I worry 'bout him Constantly watchin' my back plus niggas tellin' I dread Another day I put a family in black Though I be calm and relaxed Though I know somehow it will come back Even if I'm in the right 'cause still a life is a life What was it worth to see you covered in dirt It's quite redundant whether you the hunter or the hunted Mothers cry no statute of limitation on a homicide Just tattoos of my niggas' names I wonder will it change Let's ride I want a bitch I can trust some niggas I can trust Accountants lookin' over my figures I can trust A lawyer that's fightin' for my decisions I can trust Damn my nigga trust I can never get enough Or Rugers I can trust shooters I can trust Goons that know how to spot out a Judas I can trust And if I can't trust you the fuck is you here for Some of you niggas' true colors becomin' clear more It's rare I listen to niggas who never been in my position A caterpillar can't relate to what an eagle envisions From the mind of a man who went at it with killers Sit down little man let me school you in hood business Seen a lot of niggas blow lot of dreams folded Some wasn't humble ate too much got bloated Ain't too much left to buy bought it I'm loaded I guess Lear jets I ask myself do I need love or success They say the artist that truly suffers his stuff is the best 'Cause his heart bleed on his sleeve pain pistols and sex Remember spray paintin' the word fresh and then starin' at it Older folks angry pointin' swearin' at it Buildings I sprayed nowadays drive the McLaren past it Same old man from years ago told me life is short So from infant to geriatric trust your own judgment Live with it and love it I want a bitch I can trust some niggas I can trust Accountants lookin' over my figures I can trust A lawyer that's fightin' for my decisions I can trust Damn my nigga trust I can never get enough Or Rugers I can trust shooters I can trust Goons that know how to spot out a Judas I can trust And if I can't trust you the fuck is you here for Some of you niggas' true colors becomin' clear more Yeah niggas smoke chill party and die in the same corner Get cash live fast body their man's mama Quick fast trigger fingers on the llama Revenge in their eyes Hennessy and the ganja Word to the wise with villain state of minds Grindin' hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind Whenever if ever I roll up it's sown up My face once graced promotional Sony trucks Hundred million and billin' I helped blow 'em up Gave my man my right I could have went left So like my girl Foxy the kid went deaf If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day The bigger the cap the bigger the peelin' Come through something ill missing the ceilin' What influenced my raps Stick-ups and killings Kidnappings project buildings drug dealings Criticize that why's that 'Cause Nas rap is compared to legitimized crap 'Cause we love to talk on nasty chickens Most intellectuals will only half listen So you can't blame jazz musicians Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues Oh I think they like me in my white tee You can't ice me we here for life B On my second marriage hip hop's my first wifey And for that we not taking it lightly If hip hop should die we die together Bodies in the morgue lie together all together now If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day Roll to every station wreck the DJ Everybody sound the same commercialize the game Reminiscing when it wasn't all business It forgot where it started So we all gather here for the dearly departed Hip-hopper since a toddler One homeboy became a man then a mobster If it dies let me get my last swig of vodka RIP we'll donate your lungs to a rasta Went from turntables to MP3's From gold cables to Jacobs From plain facials to Botox and face lifts I'm looking over my shoulder It's about eighty people from my hood that showed up And they came to show love Sold out concert and the doors are closed shut Woke up this mornin' You got yourself a gun Got yourself a gun My first album had no famous guest appearances The outcome I'm crowned the best lyricist Many years on this professional level Why would you question who's better The world is still mine You saw me in Belly with thoughts like that To take it back to Africa I did it with Biggie Me and 2Pac were soldiers of the same struggle You lames a huddle your team's shook Y'all feel the wrath of a killer 'cause this is my football field Throwin' passes from a barrel shoulder pads apparel But the QB don't stand for no quarterback Every word is like a sawed-off blast 'cause y'all all soft And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in It's for the hood by the corner store Many try many die come at Nas if you want a war get it bloody And if I wasn't I must've been Escobar You know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed Hair parted with a barber's preciseness Bravehearted for life it's The return of the Golden Child son of a blues player So who are you player Y'all awaited the true savior Puffin' that tropical cups of that vodka too Papi chu' tore up wake up in a hospital Throw up Never 'Member I do this through righteous steps You Judas thought I was gone so in light of my death Y'all been all happy-go-lucky bunch of sambos I don't die slow put them rags up like Petey Pablo This is NASDAQ though in my Nascar with this Nas flow What could beat that Not a soul reppin' Hit the record store never let me go get my whole collection yo It's the return of the prince the boss This is real hardcore Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit soft Sip Cris' get chips wrist glist' I floss Stick-shift look sick up in that Boxster Porsche With the top cut off rich kids go and cop The Source They don't know about the blocks I'm on And everybody wanna know where the kid go Where he rest at where he shop at and dress at Know he got dough where does he live Is he still in the Bridge Does he really know how ill that he is Got all of y'all watchin' my moves my watch and my jewels Hop in my coupe dodge interviews like that It's not only my jewels ice anything plenty chains Look at my tennis shoes I iced that Who am I The back twister lingerie ripper Automatic leg-spreader quicker brain-getter Keepin' it gangsta with ya Yo I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines So I got mine I hope you You from the hood I hope you You want beef I hope you And when I see you I'ma take what I want So you tried to front hope you You ain't real hope you The cops used to come around in my neighborhood Oh they'd arrest me you know especially at night They had a curfew niggas had to be home at eleven negros twelve And you'd be trying to get home doing your crew runs And they'd always catch you out in front of a store or something 'Cause you'd be taking shortcuts right Ree put your hands up black boy I don't wanna hurt nobody We just came here to party See a few dames exchange some names I'm a top shotta kid stay in your lane The cop shot the kid same old scene Pour out a little liquor champagne for pain Slap-boxin' in the street Crack the hydrant in the heat Cop cars on the creep Doin' they round-ups we just watch for the sweep Yeah it's hotter than July It's the summer when niggas die It's the summer when niggas ride Together we'll be strong but forever we divide So y'all are blowin' my high Type of shit that's killin' my vibe White kids are brought in alive Black kids get hit with like five Get scared you panic you're goin' down The disadvantages of the brown How in the hell the parents gon' bury their own kids Not the other way around Reminds me of Emmett Till Let's remind 'em why Kap kneels Stay tuned up and down your timeline This fake news people is all lyin' Money is bein' made when a mom cries Won't be satisfied 'til we all die Tell me who do we call to report crime If 911 doin' the driveby It's certain things I can't abide by I ain't bein' extreme this is my side Talkin' big shit ready to die I know every story got two sides Claimin' he paranoid by the black guy Cop wanna make it home by nighttime Just a good kid he wasn't that guy Had a little hit he wasn't that high Cop gon' claim that it was self-defense Say he was ridin' dirty so the case rests Yo yo I live it and I speak it my religion is reefer Big money and the most uninhibited freak to sleep with My visions are realistic nothing is figurative I can wish it into existence God want this nigga to live Blunt big as a dread I get high and forget who bled Who we stomp-kicked in the head and who we left for dead Who are you niggas Why argue niggas The truth is the truth I really put my scars on niggas They wear them lifetime they tell they hoes Nas did this Pointing to they scars like right here baby really Nas did this Like a badge of honor not bragging I'm just honest War stories we tell them nothing's realer than karma Sip prohibition liquor prohibition whiskey Rap Jack Dempsey matte black Bentley pimply Shattering your silence passing round the chalice Due to my Indian ancestry at the weed dispensery Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle with Fuck your ice I rock rubies amethyst I'll fuck your wife 'cause she a groupie scandalous This for my bad hood bitches ghetto glamorous At seventeen I made seventeen thousand living in public housing Integrity intact repping hard They asking how he disappear and reappear back on top Saying Nas must have naked pictures of God or something To keep winning is my way like Francis As long as I'm breathing I'll take chances A soldier coming home twenty years old with no legs Sayin' there's no sense to cry and complain just go 'head So much to write and say yo I don't know where to start So I'll begin with the basics and flow from the heart I know you think my life is good 'cause my diamond piece But my life been good since I started finding peace I shouldn't even be smiling I should be angry and depressed I been rich longer than I been broke I confess I started out broke got rich lost paper then made it back Like Trump being up down up play with cash huh At night New York eat a slice too hot Use my tongue to tear the skin hanging from the roof of my mouth Shit was felicissimo melting pot city sweltering hot Staggering drunker than those cops that 2Pac shot I was a crook by the train with that iron thing concealed reaching Soon as I heard them iron wheels screeching When it came to a halt whoever walked off got caught Token man safe behind a locked door for sure Minor thief shit minor league shit beasting Looking for the juks young but now we older chiefing In my truck play The Greatest Adventures of Slick Rick Bugging on how his imagination was so sick It's ghetto beef sinister niggas snicker through yellow teeth Alcohol aging my niggas faster than felonies How dare I must be something in the air that corrupts me Look at my upkeep owned and sublease He's just nice he just slice like a ginsu Look at the life that I've been through I'm the last real nigga alive that's official Y'all don't know about my Biggie wars But that's my heart y'all still trippin' off the Jigga shit Real niggas listen up and I'ma tell you how the whole thing start Off top I brung Queens up from hard times Rockin' at the Fever streets was all mine It was my version of the blues droppin' out schools The crack epidemic had rap representin' the rules So I got in them shoes tried 'em wore them Wasn't a perfect fit so I couldn't sport 'em Young murderers ride I knew all them Jungle got shot Will died we was warrin' I wrote it in my album I was eighteen when Lake seen the Island and Lord held me down and My surroundings started changin' I had a baby Niggas started noticin' my flow and was open when The Golden Child closed 'em in With more style than them older men Puff tried to start a label Prince Rakeem had formed Wu-Tang Snoop and Dre had a new thing So Puff drove his new Range through Queensbridge Projects He let me drive it before Ready to Die hit Big and I hit blunts performin' at the Ark Next thing you knew Big blew and all the ballin' starts He had Kim in his crew I found Fox Only niggas in New York with number one charts Big was ahead of his time him and Raekwon My niggas but dig it they couldn't get along That's when Ghostface said it on The Purple Tape Bad Boy bitin' Nas album cover wait Big told me Rae was stealin' my slang And Rae told me out in Shaolin Big would do the same thing But I borrowed from both them niggas Big admired the Brooklynite and took him in as Iceberg the rapper Today don't know nothin' about this boss shit There's more shit than wantin' to be this King of New York shit Rap became a version of Malcom and Martin Rest in peace Will Queensbridge live on There's some ghetto secrets I can't rhyme in this song There's some missing pieces I had to leave out Had lost trust for Steve Stoute at some point 'til I got to know him We old friends but what's loyal Puff soaked Interscope offices with champagne bottles on Steve And Steve thought the drama's on me 'Cause previously it would've been against whoever Friends forever However I learn with some niggas it's all business But I'm a street dude with morals Then this nigga's with Jigga too much He used to say Jay wanted my spot I laughed stayed home never hung a lot A quiet man who used to be alone plannin' Baby moms thought I was too quiet couldn't stand it She hit the streets later on she hittin' the sheets With a rapper who wanted me on his songs thinkin' he strong I taught her how to watch for cars who might follow Taught her street shit that I know Her weakness was shine yo But that's her I ain't mad baby it made me stronger Now I get my paper longer Illmatic I was boss It Was Written I flossed One of the most creative LP's ever to hit stores In the Firm I learned I Am NaStradamus I gave it all up so I can chill at home with Mama She was gettin' old and sick so I stayed beside her We had the best times she asked would I make more songs I told her not 'til I see her health get more strong In the middle of that Jay tried to sneak attack Assassinate my character degrade my hood 'cause in order for him to be the Don Nas had to go What y'all want see I already had The Gift and The Curse Fuck that shit the first you'll be last I'm the man's man a rapper's rapper I was Scarface Jay was Manolo It hurt me when I had to kill him and his whole squad for dolo Lord have mercy Jesus Christ He's just nice he just slice like a ginsu Look at the life that I've been through I'm the last real nigga alive that's official Lord have mercy Jesus Christ He's just nice he just slice like a ginsu Look at the life that I've been through I'm the last real nigga alive that's official Yeah Harlem Bronx Brooklyn Let's make a bet I know the reason you ain't make it yet Your stage was set but you ain't see the tedious ingredients That go inside of a rider you hiding from problems and You never knew how to make dollars You couldn't make orders at a drive-through McDonald's I was fly at the Apollo with Black Jason eighty-nine with a bottle Niggas jealous of Jason dark green seven forty no tint Rollie on wrist gleaming he rock the baldy Used to ride with him to Brooklyn Lewis and Halsey Cop chocolate Thai Vernon style and burn it down My nigga Hype in the federal joint verdict out Twenty years getting money in the Dirty South That's alleged you see my nigga's a stand up dude My nephew godfather Malik he jammed up too For what his hands usually call for but he ain't do it Who you are ain't in the recipe of what I am 'cause where I'm from Man what I see you wouldn't understand Where I been and what I do No matter how you try you never can 'cause where I'm from And what I see you wouldn't understand You ever been on the other end of a robber's revolver Not me call me Lucky Nas Castellana Or been shot in the medulla oblongata And survived and praise God with a bullet I never collided Some did and they lived I salute the gods Moët spilling splashed by mistake on my Timb boots for y'all N.Y. nigga Adidas jogging suit Shelltoes slim fly nigga Hudson River rent a boat t-shirt with a dinner coat A vintage Fila like I'm the ghost of Domencio On any day getting throat in a tinted vehicle Of Nasty Nas Enterprises mastermind made men My success symbolizes loyalty great friends Dedication hard work routine builds character In a world full of snakes rats and scavengers Never make choices out of desperation I think through it Break through walls like Pink Floyd and drink fluids Of all kind of alcohol y'all Vineyards in France yachts out in Cannes Now holla at a millionaire Rollie Hublot and Audemar deciding which one to wear Who to screw what to drive Five hundreds fifty with the cream guts inside Or the Super Sport Range truck is fly Diamond ring on my knuckles like fire bitch Gats on us I don't really trust these guys Spend a couple bucks a night on bottles on cuties If she beautiful the lustful type I'll hit it and bust inside Fuck it I'ma die one day They gon' probably make that day a holiday Until then let's go on a shopping spree Speaking for my real niggas Only OG's certified who kill niggas When put in that seat but tonight we on chill nigga Chill mode spill more Spades Listen to Yeezy and Hov some Rozay It's like we always on the grind with no brakes So tonight we gon' act like we on vacation with this on rotation Who you are ain't in the recipe of what I am 'Cause where I'm from Man what I see you wouldn't understand Where I been and what I do No matter how you try you never can 'Cause where I'm from And what I see you wouldn't understand Where I been where I been True B nigga yeah uhh For my hood niggas yeah yeah To my man Eric B what up yeah The whole city I see you To my man Big Slate in the fed joint My man Spunk free my niggas All my niggas yeah Club Vernon I see you I see you yeah And Baltum I see you Rest in peace to Black Just Riding through Jamaica Queens in his black truck Timbs was forty below waves to the side of his dome Definition of good nigga yo Gangsters don't die niggas only become immortal Angels don't only fly they walk right before you In front of you It's foul what this money could do Cash corrupts the loyal I hung with E-Money too the fucking truth Fucking with Stretch from Live Squad I could've died the same night that Stretch died I just got out of his ride He dropped me off and drove to Springfield November thirty another Queens king killed It fucked me up y'all I was just trying to make it with Steve Stoute The legal way drug-free route Back in the days they was sleeping on us Brooklyn keep on taking it Manhattan keep on making it Trying to leave Queens out But we was pulling them Beems out them AK's out Pumping bringing them D's out Rastas selling chocolate weed inside of a weed house Colosseum downstairs gold teeth mouth Astoria warriors eight street twin buildings Vernon can't even count the Livingston children Justice in Ravenswood nice neighborhood Caught sleeping out there be a wrap though Bridge niggas be up in Petey's ten racks yo A simple bet on a serious cash flow Get money Manolo welcome home Castro Queensbridge unified all I ask for Let's do it for DU say what up to Snacks yo I just salute real niggas when I pass through uhh Niggas is very hungry for that bank robbery Bury money trying to get to a Benz from a Hyundai The Queens Courthouse right next to the cemetery Niggas' rap sheets look like obituaries You be starving in Kew Gardens Bolognas and milk from a small carton You could still feel chills from the team on one-hundred eighteen My nigga Bim fly by like it's a dream His face on his Shirt Kings Laced in a pinky ring in his black Benz murking Back when Black Rock and Ron was on the map Cheeba in yellow sacks dope sold in laundromats Thugs bark getting amped from weed Over the heart of champions see Ever since back then a nigga been about the dough Probably is but odds are we'll never cross paths Put your glass high if you made it out the stash spot And here to tell a story and celebrate the glory Drinks in the air for my niggas not here This how we do I see you DU Queens to the heavens salute the hood legends Crack the Patron Hennessy and Glenlivets Champagne bottles drowning out the sorrows Hope the memories'll get us through tomorrow Niggas couldn't fuck with me sipping 'gnac since I was little Laid back in a rental Mouth shining Eddie's gold caps all up in the dental Nigga getting money now But you know I'm still mental but not simple Put your glass high if you made it out the stash spot And here to tell your story and celebrate the glory Drinks in the air for my niggas not here This for the fallen soldiers hold it down I told you Pop another bottle and keep the smoke rolling Watch the calm realest channel his mom's spirit Goosebumps cover me mother's here I could feel her Blood of Christ covers me our savior and healer Drug prices up or down I know a few dealers And some accident murderers they act like they killed on purpose Liars brag they put work in You ain't mean to murk him your gun's a virgin Better stay on point if not it's curtains Bebo Posse reincarnated through me probably If music money didn't stop me I never claimed to be the toughest Though I'm to blame for a few faces reconstructed It's the game that we was stuck with Now I'm the only black in the club with rich Yuppie kids Sad thing this is the top but where the hustlers went No familiar faces around ain't gotta grab the musket It's all safe and sound champagne by the bucket Where them niggas I shouted out on my first shit Bo cooking blow fuck is Slate at Where Turkey went Old videos show niggas that was murdered since Another reason to get further bent Put your glass high if you made it out the stash spot And here to tell your story and celebrate the glory Drinks in the air for my niggas not here This for the fallen soldiers hold it down I told you Pop another bottle and keep the smoke rolling Lies and the pain Betrayal life In danger's face Look what you're facing gave your heart away And all the remedies couldn't ease the pain All the hurt and betrayal need to get away In a world so cold You gain your life just to lose your soul Never thinking twice bout what the future holds All the lies and the games not worth fighting for The world is an addiction Serving up a fix The world is an addiction It's way too much for me Snitches and rapists in the street crime to the fullest Asking niggas if they got any extra nine bullets They deny me that they know the bullets they loan me Be the same ones that probably had them lying flat Stretched out letter T it's better to dead a beef Than let it breathe then we don't succeed 'Cause then you gotta murder dummies Waste your time they allergic to money I'm never squirmish to blood We can thug and get out of hand what's the options Only conclusion is shooting bullets popping hoodlums dropping Fear any day that the feds will come knocking Was young and nervous asking myself what's my purpose In the back of a paddy wagon bracelets aching me Pigs ignoring I'm asking what precinct they taking me These cops can't relate to me death to prison empty vacancy Thou shall not be selfish real nigga commandments Know a billionaire he has everything but a fam Guess how angry this man gets Had so many bad chicks in his bed strange sex same sex Has addictions that are sadistic chain of events habits He puts cocaine on his prick and acts sick Self-esteem needs boosting alcohol consumption Nicotine fusion some athletes juicing Pastors quote biblical chapters Psalms All along he's into bestiality porn And it's wrong so I keep the Califronia weed in the bong And I'm strong but the female anatomy got me sprung And these women need shoes and baddest cars and condos Fine clothes and these fiends needs to get high So they find dough to mainline dope and y'all know So many vices habits mine of course bad chicks My response to any advice on what is the essentials of life I'm just rebellious not selfish Guess we all share different definitions of what wealth is I need the best things in life that's women that's cars cigars A vintage bottle on ice that's priceless The other night just in the emergency room A patient said she needs to see a doctor soon Doctor busy operating on a lady who's sedated He can barely concentrate 'cause he's newly separated His estranged wife likes entertaining her acquaintance In the house they were married in mad people waiting Some young some old heads and stomachs aching Filling out an application 'cause they all need medication But the doctor need love or a quick vacation Calling up his travel agent same time premeditating Murdering his ex wife life savage ain't it Some need Xanax just to maintain it We all need faith 'cause the world keep changing Let go of the illusion start some restraining They plan was to knock me out the top of the game But I overstand they truth is all lame I hold cannons that shoot balls of flame Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name It's however you feel go 'head you swing Your arms too short to box with God I don't kill soloists only kill squads Yesterday you begged for a deal today you tough guys Soon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna do what I do Came in with my style so I fathered you Now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with Fuck bitches I hit it's funny I once said If I ever make a record I take a cheque And put something away for a rainy day to make my exit But look at me now ten years deep Since the project bench with crack in my sock asleep I never asked to be top of rap's elite Just a ghetto child tryna learn the traps of the streets But look at me now Now wait a sec' give me time to explain women and fast cars And diamond rings can poison a rap star Was suicidal high smoking so much lye I saw a dead bird flying through a broken sky Wish I could flap wings and fly away To where black kings in Ghana stay So I could get old my flesh rot away But that'll be the day when it's peace When my gat don't need to spray When these streets are safe to play Sex with death indulge in these women Vision my own skeleton swimming in eternal fire Broads play with pentagrams in they vagina Like the Exorcist then they gave birth to my seeds I beg for God's help why they love hurting me I'm your disciple a thug certainly If I wasn't I must've been Escobar Forty-five cal in my waist staring at my reflection In the mirror sitting still in the chair like Mike Concepcion When everything around me got cloudy The chair became a king's throne my destiny found me It was clear why the struggle was so painful Metamorphosis this is what I changed to And God I'm so thankful Ayo it's poison ecstasy coke you say it's love it is poison Schools where I learned they should be burned it is poison Physicians prescriptin' us medicine which is poison Doctors injectin' our infants with the poison Religion misoverstood is poison Niggas up in my hood be gettin' shot given poison In hospitals shots riddle the block little Children and elderly women run for they lives Drizzlin' rain come out the sky every time somebody dies Must be out my fuckin' mind what is this the hundredth time Sendin' flowers to funerals readin' Rest In Peace You know the usual death comes in threes Life is short is what some nigga said Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did And funny how these black-killer companies is makin' money off us Fast food Cola soda Skull and Bone crosses it's all poison Ecstasy coke you say it's love it is poison Schools where I learned they should be burned it is poison Physicians prescriptin' us medicine which is poison Doctors injectin' our infants with the poison Religion misoverstood is poison Sisters up in my hood try to do good given choices When pregnant drop out of school or have abortions Stop workin' hopin' that they find a man that will support them Up late night on they mother's cordless Thinkin' a perm or bleachin' cream will make them better when they're gorgeous White girls tannin' liposuction Fake titties are implanted fake lips that's life destruction Light-skinned women bi-racial Hateful toward themselves denyin' even their blood I don't judge Tiger Woods But I overstand the mental poison that's even worser than drugs Never to worry all the wrong-doers got it coming back to 'em a thousand times over Every dog has its day and everything flips around Even the most greatest nation in the world has it coming back to 'em Everybody reaps what they sews that's how it goes Innocent lives will be taken It may get worse but we'll get through it y'all be strong The China-men built the railroad the Indians saved the Pilgrim And in return the Pilgrim killed 'em 'Cause I'm from poverty neglected by the wealthy Me and my niggas share gifts every day like Christmas Slay bitches and party everyday like this is the last I'm with my heckles connectin' and we hittin' the lab This is my level fuck if it get you mad It's all poison all of my words to enemies it is poison Rappers only talk about ki's it's all poison How could you call yourself MCs You ain't poison Think about the kids you mislead with the poison And any thoughts of takin' me down is all poison Who want beef now My heat shall anoint 'em plaow This nigga Ike with the Iverson jersey light-skinned with herpes Fuckin' sisters in Harlem Brooklyn and D.C. This is the problem 'cause he never tell 'em he got it From lettin' fags suck him off Rikers Island in ninety-three Drives a Benz hangs at all the parties All the concerts backstage where the stars be Rockin' they shirts in bitches faces like clockwork What's your name Where you from Chain blingin' thinkin' girls everywhere is dumb Takin' pride in ruinin' their lives So they could never have babies and they could never be wives He never used a condom give him head He got ya Met the wrong bitch and now he dead from the monster AIDS I contemplate believin' in karma Those on top could just break and won't be eatin' tomorrow I know some bitches who be sleepin' on a nigga's dreams They leave when that nigga blow she the first bitch on her knees Knowin' dudes that's neglectin' their seeds Instead of takin' care of 'em they're spendin' money on trees I pray for you deadbeat daddies 'Cause when them kids get grown It's too late for you now you old and you gettin' shitted on It's all scientific mystic you know the Earth and the stars Don't hesitate to say you heard it from Nas What is destined shall be George Bush killer 'til George Bush kills me Much blessings be healthy remember I have no time to give you guidance Barely have any fuck time either Hefner minded like I think you're fine but I seen the finest women that ever came out a beaver Mind reader can tell she vegan or not when I meet her Or if she insecure most are If she's mixed a possible psycho alert goes off Not a judge 'cause a judge don't wear no draws yet he allows Everything to go to your spouse when you end your vows My tax bracket not enough blacks have it Who should I date Project chick or Cuban actress A White chick they might flip talking that Blackness Should only attract Black shit I'm an ass magnet If you mad at that you'll be mad forever Never played you I prayed we would stay together Wished it'd last forever know what I mean Heard you tear a rose from the roots the rose screams Just like a rose Everybody knows that you are so beautiful But I feel a thorn on my hide I should've known We can't repair what we broke But I held you close too close Them Xanax can't manage your maniac manic depressive expressions They some silent killers that stress shit That put ulcers in a lot of niggas I'm blowing medical it helps chill a violent temper I done went to hell and back you always think you right You know when you wrong and still you want to fight When people like my song you want to kill 'em right You resent me every time I make a million right You want to experience life when you calling all the shots Ordering bottles for all your girls up in the spot Have your own cash own your own Benz Your own house everything me I understand Thought you would bask in the glory as Queen Bee Put you on under Martin Scorsese Mean Street The first movie he made thought that was fly I thought you was flyer you a fucking liar The whole city is mine prettiest Don I don't like the way P. Diddy did Shyne with different lawyers Why it's mentioned in my rhymes Fuck it It's just an intro hate it or love it like it bump it or dump it Write it across the stomach spell God son Life is like a jungle black it's like the habitat of Tarzan Matter of fact it's harder than most can imagine Most of my niggas packed in correctional facilities Half of them passed on Mack strong couple of shots Made the ghost leave a body now they hauntin' the block Where they used to stand at somebody's takin' they place A younger man perhaps hand slaps can't understand that Same walk same talk I wonder can that be possible A thug dies another step inside his shoes And they will hurt you layin' low with a bottle I'm blowin' circles my state of mind purple Y'all just wanna deal with drama Talk about niggas who got things y'all ready to kill his mama Everything you into is underworld related You sell your man out not even your girl is sacred You don't trust a soul hold up you moldin' soldiers To pull guns quick and always look behind the shoulder Think of how many dudes died tryna be down with you Everybody's under six feet of ground but you Still standin' still roamin' through the streets that's real You a survivor knowin' all the beef is ill You got a bunch of thugs with you even now that's ready Trustin' your judgment quick to put it down they deadly The hood love you but behind your back they pray for the day A bullet hit your heart and ambulances take you away That ain't love it's hate think of all the mothers at wakes Whose sons you killed and you ain't got a cut on your face Unmarked police cars roam the streets hard the heat is God Somebody tell these shorties reach for the stars Instead they tell 'em how to reach through the bars holdin' a mirror Lookin' down a tear in jail makin' weapons to kill ya Weed smoke three tokes nigga pour more Henny He sighs with eyes that seen a war too many Cold-blooded murderers universal Hood to hood blowin' smoke state of mind is purple These hot-headed youngsters always get into trouble Reactin' before thinkin' they easily irritated And murder's premeditated it's a fact that we sinkin' When we should be climbin' in a nutshell it's just jail drug sales liquor and diamonds niggas rewindin' Instead of movin' forward to blow up so what's the science People shoutin' police pushin' the crowd And on the ground's a young soldier with meat hangin' out him Am I hallucinatin' off the hazin' Or did I just see a nigga shoot another nigga's face in It's a ugly nation cops circle the block with mug shots Photograph pictures of suspect faces It's usually two or three niggas who innocent But if they lock the wrong ones up then someone'll snitch A divide-and-fall strategy they aren't fair I dig in my bag of weed that's covered with orange hair This Color Purple will make Whoopi give me the pussy And Celie Oprah and Danny Glover gots to feel me This is how I escape the madness Too much of anything'll hurt you so my state of mind's all purple Another chapter of the cleanest rapper distinguished gentlemen Crooks and Castle on his back Maybacher Exotic lady eye-catcher holla at ya call me the chiropractor Workin' like Muay Thai class get perspire out ya And of course I've been the boss since back when Rockin' D Boy Fila velour in one-ninety black Benz Now they shut down the stores when I'm shoppin' Used to be train robbin' face covered in stockin' I'm him Come at me I'ma rip your soliders in half Silverback ape nickel-plated mag Young rich and flashy young bitch I'm nasty All black clothes 'til ice lay on me so classy And every time I close my lids I can still see the borough I can still see the Bridge I can still see the dreams that my niggas ain't never lived to see Tell them angels open the door for me From nine Berettas and movin' raw To chillin' in wine cellars sticks and humidors That's what I call mature That's what I call a G that's what I call a pimp That's what I call a gangsta to the fullest shit I try to make more cream By every September fourteenth that's my dream So I can be more clean as I grow yearly I can see things more clearly that's why they fear me Chain gleamin' switchin' lanes two-seater Hate him or love him for the same reason Can't leave it the game needs him Plus the people need someone to believe in This universal apartheid I'm hog-tied the corporate side Blockin' y'all from goin' to stores and buyin' it First L.A. and Doug Morris was ridin' with it But Newsweek article startled big wigs My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winnin' Forgettin' Nas the only true rebel since the beginnin' Still in musical prison in jail for the flow Try tellin' Bob Dylan Bruce or Billy Joel They can't sing what's in their soul I never change nothin' but people remember this If Nas can't say it think about these talented kids With new ideas bein' told what they can and can't spit I can't sit and watch it so shit I'ma drop it Like it or not you ain't gotta cop it I'm a hustler in the studio cups of Don Julio No matter what the CD called I'm unbeatable y'all let's go I know you can feel the magic baby Turn the motherfuckin' lights down I mean it's what you expected ain't it Turn the music up in the headphones Uh yeah that's perfect Uhh uh you gotta take ya time make a nigga wait on this muh'fucka Make niggas mad and shit like Niggas usually just start rappin' after four bars nigga go in Just start dancin' in this muh'fucka Yeah we just come outta nowhere Huddlin' over the oven we was like brothers then Though you was nothin' other than a son of my mother's friend We had covenant who would've thought the love would end Like Ice Cold's album all good things Never thought we sing the same song that all hoods sang We wouldn't bicker like the other fools talk good game Never imagine all the disaster that one good reign could bring Should blame the game and I could It's kill or be killed how could I refrain And forever be in debt and that's never a good thing So the pressure for success can put a good strain On a friend you call best and yes it could bring Out the worst in every person even the good and sane Although we rehearsed it it just ain't the same When you put in the game at age sixteen Then you mix things like cars jewelry and miss thing Jealousy ego and pride and this brings It all to a head like a coin cha-ching The root of evil strikes again this could sting Now the team got beef between the Post and the Point This puts the ring in jeopardy indefinitely I feel like a black republican money I got comin' in Can't turn my back on the hood I got love for them Can't clean my act up for good too much thug in him Probably end up back in the hood I'm like fuck it then Blowin' on purp reflectin' on they lives Couple of fat cats couple of A.I.'s Dreamin' of fly shit instead of them gray skies Gray 5s hatah's wishin' our reign dies Pitch sling pies and niggas they sing why Guess they ain't strong enough to handle their jail time Weak minds keep tryin' follow the street signs I'm standing on the roof of my building I'm feelin' the whirlwind of beef I inhale it Just like an acrobat ready to hurl myself through the hoops of fire Sippin' eighty proof bulletproof under my attire Could it be the forces of darkness Against hood angels of good that form street politics Makes a sweet honest kid turn illegal for commerce To get his feet out of them Converse that's my word I feel like a black republican money keep comin' in Can't turn my back on the hood I got love for them Can't clean my act up for good too much thug in him Alchemist you know me man I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes Right on the spot in the studio soon as I hear the track You know what I'm sayin' Word but I wanted to bring A couple of books to the studio today man I found these shits up in the crib man in boxes man I don't even remember when I was writin' these shits Or what's in these shits man Probably a bunch of bullshit man fuck it check it How can I trust you when I can't trust me Picture myself a old man a O.G. Some niggas will conversate with liars all day Soul on ice death threats given by clowns I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns I'm hexed cursed worse I been blessed first I thought I was abnormal 'Cause I would overcome any tasked called to So there it is I'm a prince I'm against lames Who do minor shit swear they on the top of they game Theories of scary niggas who should lie in the morgue Rarely y'all come in contact with the real Since Pun passed he was the last shine of sun I could feel Yo said there's a few left since music's expressions of life Damn I wish I took more time to write in my book of rhymes Gandhi was a fool nigga fight to the death The US Army is a school that teach you plights of conquest The money's your religion sky the limit live life Numbers is big business makes the poor live trife The glimmers of hope provoke those without dollars to dream Through your existence become wealthy knowledge is king Pimps and card sharks thiefs murderers with hard luck Addicts and fiends prostitutes passin' for teens is my society Cops that shoot blacks is routine for notoriety Grow up watchin' well-dressed niggas with charms Beautiful ladies on their arms Dangerous new cars was my fantasy for Nas Rubbin' my lips with Campophenique Still behind the ears wet turned out to be Pioneers vets amongst hustlers crack sellers and liars and squares My people be projects or jail never Harvard or Yale Pardon me type in my two-way while I'm chargin' my cell It's hard to be iced up with Gucci God poverty's real I can't fight you 'cause you would sue me niggas be groupies I see imitators tryin' to make albums spittin' my style And they don't even realize that I notice they stealin' Nas' shit I pump some Rick James with that Teena Marie My nina lean on me like Scoob and Scrap This can't be my book of rhymes This can't be my book of rhymes writin' this bullshit Nah neva that Fuck that Aw why you laughin' Alchemist Hah you a funny nigga Naw yeah I'm tellin' you I'ma come up with some new shit now Fuck that I'ma write again now fuck that I musta been high on some shit what the fuck is this Look how we treat pregnancy women in the hood Our values so low our values are no good Things our mothers told us we should've heeded 'Cause now we need it we older almost able I'm jealous of you how come you so beautiful Smellin' fresh youthful intelligent while I'm stressin' and shit Ayo I envy you 'cause all you do is smile And things come your way Such a innocent child is what some say I get upset 'cause I just want to be treated the way you are Like a star not a worry in this world thus far But wait a minute we both need your mother's attention I must be crazy jealous of my own baby infant Listen up gangstas and honies with your hair done Pull up a chair hon' and put it in the air son Dog whatever they call you God just listen I spit a story backwards it starts at the endin' The bullet goes back in the gun The bullet holes close in the chest of this nigga He put his hands back on his bitch my caravan doors open up I jumped back in the van and closed it shut Goin' reverse slowly prepared Sittin' in back of this chair we hittin' the roach The smoke goes back in the blunt The blunt gets bigger in growth Jungle unrolls it put his weed back in the jar The blunt turns back into a cigar We listen to Stevie it sounded like heavy metal fans I give my niggas dap jump out the van back first Back upstairs took off the black shirt I'm in the crib with the phone to my ear Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear So with my mouth wide holdin' my heat Bullets I had plenty to squeeze plenty for you Hung up the phone then the phone rang I'm laid in the bed thinkin' about this pretty young thing Who left she came back her clothes just fell to the rug She fell to my bed and gave me a hug Bobbed her head then spit a nut back in my dick Started suckin' with no hands a whole lot of spit Then got up and put her bra back on her tits Picked up her Gucci bag and left a nigga behind Walkin' through the door she rang the bell twice I vomited vodka back in my glass with juice and ice The clock went back from three to two to one And that's about the time the story begun That's when I first heard the voicemail on the cell It said Son we found that nigga we gotta kill Would I fill the tank up put gas And be out the front door in a flash Before reconsidering this hell with you It ain't you it's the thing you do It's tearing my heart in two I would've fell with you to Hell with you If Heaven was a mile away and you could ride by the gates Would you try to run inside when it opens Would you try to die today Would you pray louder finally believe in His power Even if you couldn't see Him but you could feel Him Would you still doubt Him How would you start actin' Would you try to put the keys down thinkin' every drug sale that you make in the streets he can see now Would a fiend even want to get high Would he stop smokin' If he knew on his own two feet he could just stroll in To get away and escape from the craziness And I bet you there's a Heaven for a atheist It's hard takin' this racist planet Where they take a younger brother in a hand-cuff Thinkin' I'ma lose it my mom's in chemo Three times a week yo keep tryin' but people it's hard And God your young soldier's not so bold but needs you This world's my home but world I will leave you Nigga what you think I'ma stop building I'ma stop feelin' like I'm Amistad's great-great-grandchildren How I'm not gonna want to make millions Since the quarter water days in the hallways Makin' fake gold caps With the Reeses Pieces wrapper in my mouth all day But then my style has quite a while That same type as Ill and Al Skratch Game time took 'em cats never looked back Cristal blowin' dub sacks That's when it all just hit me you see the broads and Bentleys Is nothin' unless my niggas spend it all with me I'd give it all away quickly Just to hear them all about some new kicks free Of any autographs and not to be recognized forgive me It's becomin' unbearable makin' hits is easy Put a famous bitch on a hook there you go with a platinum CD I know you heard the noise preachers touchin' on alter boys Sodomizin' not realizin' God is watchin' before the Lord How could they do the Devil's work A man give another man head in Church Hell it hurts just to fathom the thought wishin' that I fled the earth You trapped in your own hell Every day I wake up I'm blessed Every day you wake up and breathe another breath you blessed To all them niggas runnin' around Yeah we all in the grind But look at the beautiful shit around you it's a beautiful life All my niggas locked up keep ya heads up Heaven's just a mile away I'm talkin' Heaven on Earth ain't got nothin' to do with money Got nothin' to do with nothin' material I'm talkin' about Heaven in your own heart In your own world baby in your own existence To my moms look at me baby I love you girl your boy's shinin' God's son Ayo Queens get the money niggas still screaming paper chasing Where presidential candidates is planning wars With other nations over steak with Masons Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters They daddies faceless Play this by your stomach let my words massage it and rub it I'll be his daddy if there's nobody there to love it Tell him his name's Nasir tell him how he got here Mama was just having fun with someone above her years Niggas is still hating talking that Nas done fell off with rhyming He'd rather floss with diamonds Take twenty-seven emcees put 'em in a line and they're out of alignment My assignment since he said retirement Hiding behind 8 Mile and The Chronic Gets rich but dies rhyming This is high science I'm over their heads like a bulimic on a seesaw Now that's fifty porch monkeys ate up at the same time Nasty Nasdaq y'all gon' bow holmes this Dow Jones Eighty cal chrome needed time alone to zone The mack left his iPhone and his 9 at home My queen used her Milkshake to bring y'all to my slaughterhouses I do this for the group home kids in boarding houses This that nigga shit that's on the album For the niggas inside the chalk line in forty houses Hip-hop was aborted so Nas breathes life back into the embryo Let us make man in our image spit it I'm Huey P in Louis V At the eulogy throwing Molotovs for Emmett All of these false prophets is not messiahs You don't know how high the sky is The square mileage of Earth or what pi is I'm the shaky hand that touched George Foreman in Zaire The same hand that punched down devils that brought down the Towers This kind of love is a once in a lifetime groove Reach out and touch the love that I have for you aww baby I see you standing there So lost and all alone I wanna take you in my arms And tell you that you're home I look into your eyes I said I know you very well I see a mirror of my life A reflection of myself I'm stuck money problems pop up How will I survive Guess it's best to decide not to decide So that's my decision Whatever happens happens I keep making my millions Can see myself in Presidential campaign dinners But I'm passing blunts around a bunch of gang members When you're too hood to be in them Hollywood circles And you're too rich to be in that hood that birthed you And you become better than legends you thought were the greatest And outgrow women you loved and thought you could stay with Life become clearer when you wipe down your mirror And leave notes around for yourself to remember I like to teach and build With brothers about how easy it is to reach a mil All you need is some skill then it's grind time Imagination better than knowledge says Einstein It's all in the mind Nasty the nicest I'm somewhat of a psychic Just one minute after it's heard You all'll recite it you all'll repeat it You'll call me a genius if you didn't Now that I said it I forced you to think it Write in my little vignettes sipping Moët Bitch when you vision me you vision the best When I was young they called me Olu's son Now he's Nas' father I was the good seed He was the wise gardener This kind of love is a once in a lifetime groove Reach out and touch the love that I have for you aww baby I see you standing there So lost and all alone I wanna take you in my arms And tell you that you're home I look into your eyes I said I know you very well I see a mirror of my life A reflection of myself Yeah what y'all know about this Yo beautiful life often I dream that I can bring my niggas Conservatives don't understand slang linguistics The burbs talking like the hood will change with quickness Love the skinny model chicks but I prefer the thickness So what I rap about my riches and I'm ostentatious Get out a gangsta's business seems to me your thoughts are basic Try to compare what you live to the life I master See the fly shit I wear you try to rock it after Big bracelets golden Egyptian faces White wine spritzers and Switzerland on vacation The strip club scene favors Josephine Baker Dope fiend neighbors growing up I seen paper I describe it hope you can visualize it This is reminiscent to all the parks in the project When my British Knights can rival your Foamposites Don't make me pull my Lottos out the closet This kind of love is a once in a lifetime groove Reach out and touch the love that I have for you aww baby I see you standing there So lost and all alone I wanna take you in my arms And tell you that you're home A vet stylin' at Met Gala tuna salad from La Scala Black sweats swallow a lot of reefer God it hard to quit the bottom feeder lobster eater When I fast I see Elijah's features A million cash for a Nas feature Nas cheaper do it for free if you do it for me Fifty-two bar verse if the beat is movin' me Stumble through customs coppin' Cubans at the Duty Free Layin' on the most expensive beds still I'm losin' sleep I ain't gon' hold you old head gave me old news I don't owe you should have heard when I told you You are an extension of what I've worked hard to build You believe in your own lies can't be real And the odds is that what you love can kill you Like a heart physician who dies from a heart attack I know the consumer behavior I target that You impressed with what they wearin' I started that It's kinda terrific the product of Slick Rick Somebody woulda told me then I would come outta this shit rich And start up a business I woulda thought they was playin' All them niggas I ran with all that weight they was weighin' A light bulb switched in my mind at the classes I cut Just a spazz puttin' wax in the blunt The baddest I want she wear Lipmatic to front We building businesses you can be mad if you want It's bubbly 'til it's bubbles we see Drinkin' like Dean Martin is nothin' to me The spirits is somethin' I can't part and it's fun to be me So cheers here's to the Kanye production this eve War of the Roses it's war baby My nigga High said it's me I drive 'em all crazy But that's the whole tragic point my friends What would I do if I could suddenly feel And to know once again that what I feel is real I could cry I could smile I might lay back for awhile Tell me what would I do if I could feel I was young I was survivin' the times Waitin' for my moment I was destined to shine Wantin' bracelets never had a rope on my neck Even though that night you flipped on us you warned us If you came back and we still on the corners we goners Movin' on to move your arm in your watch To another time on the block 'Cause this forty Side where they say shorty rhyme Tragedy he used to come through all the time I'm talkin' Juice Crew not what the word define He had a sister named Erin for sure was fine That was my first crush I bought my first mic I wrote my first verse I was about nine I was about mine fantasize house buyin' Met Paul he wore some big glasses Him and Melquan took me where G Rap lived I was happy just gettin' some answers I ain't even know what a record advance was I'm seein' hoes sex in the studio bathroom Same girl then right now's a groupie Back then she was like the star in a movie Large jewelry and expensive Gucci Next stop Paid In Full posse recruits me Knew they were some millionaires their ropes were dookie Eric B man lookin' like touch it he shoot me You see every time Ra didn't show I get to record demos at attempts to blow I wonder could they tell How did they know Sixteen years later here I go I'm with Akinyele in the street tryin' to get us a deal G Rap tried to get us to sign to Cold Chill But Fly Ty didn't have the contract we wanted Clark Kent just signed Das he didn't want us Russell said I sounded like G the nigga fronted Reef and Matty C offered me a little money Shit a little funny feel a little laughter Rebel of Hip-Hop comin' through a white rapper My boy MC Serch nevertheless Took me to Columbia back then CBS Chris Schwartz RuffHouse he was the best man Now buggin' because the label had just dropped Def Jam Could you picture Russell needin' a check man But he smart he plotted a plan for Polygram Life is ill again life's a movie Then the roster's Cypress Hill Nas and Fugees Before I sold records no promotion Went plat mad bottles I'm toastin' Twenty on twenty hindsight but how did they know then Invincible lyrical miracle man Uh but back to the matter at hand 'Cause ten years ago we all strived to be twenty-five Some cats didn't make it alive Dated some stars but respect their privacy Copped mad cars layin' back in the driver's seat Held myself down just steerin' the wheel Here I am completed my whole record deal I should be more mature sure I'm spoiled Hit up the south of France after tour bonjour How many girls pre-bate right before they date So she can have restraint She still get slayed That's ill behavior want the whip matted Want her ass the fattest beat it Thriller jacket A street metaphor if your dog piss on the floor Put his nose in it check these niggas from the door Eat at selective kitchens speak on our next intentions Over-creamy Polenta it come chef recommended Come through the side entrance I arrive bitches Crackheads still owe me from eigthy-nine fixes Havin' drinks in Vegas my business She didn't see me comin' now she's an eyewitness Laissez le bon temps rouler Say ahh so the kids could play Vacation twisted whatever happened missed it Vacations I didn't like put myself through a guilt trip All these beautiful places but the cities be poor You wealthy when your kid's upbringin' better than yours All this money we gettin' could be gone in a minute If we don't invest it we'll be long-term affecteded Watch who you gettin' pregnant that's long-term stressin' I got a mil for every bump on your face that's what I call a blessin' She be leavin' still I smell of eau de parfum She can't run 'cause I got Cinderella's right shoe In that white gown that I be seein' right through Crowd obscurin' my view There's nothin' left to argue At least there's not from my view He really work my body He really turned me out He really got to gut me He really made me scream and shout He really taught me how to work my body He really taught me how to go down south He really tried to hurt me I really love his thug and gangsta style Yo we got chicks in the living room getting it on and They ain't leaving till 6 in the morning Oh you ain't know how many O's in the bankroll Sort of like the game show Who Wants to Be a Millionaire But my name ain't Regis Nas the one they call when they want their thing beat up Honeys with bodies with Bravehearts guns in the party Waves braids and baldies trademark's the army Is that Horse It must be I heard he husky Yeah there go Jungle eyes red looking for trouble And that's Nas dancing with dimes but who his man is The imperial thug it's cold D Grand Wiz We taking honeys to the crib tonight Guarantee we gon' get up in they rib tonight Check the new slang it's changed the Braveheart gang man When you see me pass then holler oochie bang bang Yeah what up ma Take a look you hypnotized On how my long dick stretch your insides For real ma with your thick lips and thick thighs Stroke both holes pass it to Nas Or pass it to Naish or pass it to Jung Or pass it to Horse then that ass getting tossed Fuck a Hustler book Penthouse or Black Tail I got bitches sending my niggas flicks in jail I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real And ain't no pussy like new pussy that's how a nigga feel Bust three times throw her the peace sign she sleep Then my dick sleep and I ain't gotta call her for weeks Long leg hoes mo'head hoes married bitches Me and my dog fucking them both they got us switching Is the nigga gangsta Yeah that's how I'm living That's how I'm playing I got these freak fucking hoes singing Little young thing go around my dick with your tongue ring Deep throat my nine inch gut from the front and Grind from the side and fuck from behind and Grab her hair slap her ass she screaming like she dying Make her cum four times without even trying I'll beat that pussy up there's no denying Hit her where she doodie at make the booty fat Little cutie rat walking by with the doobie wrap Tight blue jeans Air Max small Gucci bag No loot and no job stay home giving blow jobs Like no prob it's simple Holla out the window it's the project nympho Fuck my whole crew you know how we do You got that good pussy I can share with my people Be a brave girl do your thang Let them titties hang I'll have all the bitches saying When it comes to sex I'm similar to the Thriller in Manilla Bitches call me Horse the pussy filler I'll fuck a big boned or slim chick Beat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitch Ain't no sleeping in my bedroom when Henny's in my dick When Flex drop the bomb I bust a nut on this bitch Deep throat ceaser gold or pun wicked hoes Who like the way I thug and the way I flow I like head in the Benz the four door or the Coupe Head in the staircase the cellar or the roof Head in the studio the bathroom or the booth Head from a project chick or one with crazy loot Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on Sipping Perignon with Kelly Price on I pull out my python I hit it while my wife's gone Long dick the bitch all night I'll make her pussy sing the song It's about to be a surgical summer Chop the tops off the coupes The cuatrociento' ochenta y ocho And you know we gotta cut the heads off these snakes right Drug dealin' aside ghostwritin' aside Let's have a heart-to-heart about your pride Even though you're multi I see that your soul don't look alive The M's count different when Baby divides the pie wait Your music for the past few years been angry and full of lies Dennis Graham stay off the 'Gram bitch I'm on one You mention wedding ring like it's a bad thing Your father walked away at five hell of a dad thing Marriage is somethin' that Sandi never had Drake How you a winner but she keep comin' in last place Monkey-suit Dennis you parade him A Steve Harvey-suit nigga made him Confused always felt you weren't Black enough Afraid to grow it 'cause your 'fro wouldn't nap enough Since you name dropped my fiancee Let 'em know who you chose as your Beyonce Sophie knows better as your baby mother Cleaned her up for IG but the stench is on her A baby's involved it's deeper than rap We talkin' character let me keep with the facts You are hiding a child let that boy come home Deadbeat mothafucka playin' border patrol ooh Adonis is your son And he deserves more than an Adidas press run that's real Love that baby respect that girl Forget she's a pornstar let her be your world yuugh How dare you put Ye in my verses I'm selfish I want all of the curses I'm pre-bookin' the churches me versus three hearses If we all go to Hell it'll be worth it Already aligned with the greats and on that same note The only ones I chase are two ghosts Still givin' you classics that's the only thing that dates me And you don't really want it with him We gon' take this slow We just gon' peel it back layer-by-layer Album of the motherfuckin' year And you talkin' 'bout you upset Well I wanna see what it's like when you get angry okay I believe there's a God above me I'm just the god of everything else I put holes in everything else Supreme dope dealer write it in bold letters They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella They said Push ain't fit with the umbrella But I was good with the yay as a wholesaler I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer A hot temper matched with a cold killer I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him Think ninety-nine when Puff woulda had Shyne with him yuugh Matchin' Daytonas rose gold on us But since you overdo it I'ma pour more Well if you goin' coupe I'm goin' four door Step on they necks 'til they can't breathe Claim they five stars but sell you dreams They say death multiplies by threes Line them all up and let's just see Fuck em 'Ye fuck em 'Ye I wouldn't piss on that nigga with Grand Marnier Hold up I ain't trying to stunt man But the Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman Went from most hated to the champion god flow I guess that's a feeling only me and LeBron know I'm living three dreams Biggie Smalls' Dr. King Rodney King's uhh 'Cause we can't get along no resolution 'Til we drown all these haters rest in peace to Whitney Houston Cars money girls and the clothes Aww man you sold your soul Naw man mad people was frontin' Aww man made somethin' from nothin' Picture workin' so hard and you can't cut through That can mess up your whole life like an uncle that touched you What has the world come to I'm from the three hundreds twelve Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true Like there the God go in his Murcielago From workin' McDonalds barely payin' the car note He even got enough to get his mama a condo Then they ran up and shot him right in front of his mom Forty killings in a weekend forty killings in a week Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us We got green in our eyes just follow my Erick Sermon Did Moses not part the water with the cane Did strippers not make an ark when I made it rain Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and Dame And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains In Jesus' name let the choir say And we'll annihilate anybody that violate Ask any dope boy you know they admire 'Ye Yeah nigga yeah I had my I had my Jesus piece since ninety-four I don't know what I I don't know what y'all talkin' bout And my eagle still got it all in the bag B Yeah all I did was play possum Six hundred Cuban cigar in the big tub Medallion on Dove soap on the fresh cut With soap suds on the Mac-11 My big lion haven't ate since twelve and it's after seven We feed the nigga like forty chickens His tail wag when I send him a bag with just one victim Uh now let me show you what my closet on Gems in the display case call it a rock-a-thon I got soccer moms payin' for cock Asians get it from behind while they cleanin' their wok Comin' with flows that is toxic Deadly fumes when I'm in the room Repercussions occur when you dry snitch Red light green light one two three Look mean got my machine cried and hit you please Say shake that body scar up that body Should I kill him now Tone I said probably Side bets are four and better Bust hammers with pot holders And yo dead a cow for his fuckin' leather I'm not bow-legged but old school like Redd Foxx My favorite color in my hustle days was red tops My gold eagle arm shitted out a red rock Threw it off my project roof saw red dots Kanye shine a light on my Wallabees You can have a good time with god If you get fresh get all the hoes I'm way fresher than all my foes Somebody please pick out they clothes Twenty-plus years of selling nokias I started out as a baby-faced monster No wonder there's diaper rash on my conscience My teething ring was numbed by the nonsense Gem Star razor and a dinner plate Then crack the window in the kitchen let it ventilate 'Cause I let it sizzle on the stove like a minute steak Nigga I was crack in the school zone Two beepers on me Starter jacket that was two-toned Four lockers four different bitches got their mule on Black Ferris Bueller cutting school with his jewels on Couldn't do wrong with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches What I sell for pain in the hood I'm a doctor Zhivago tried to fight the urge like Ivan Drago if he dies he dies Like Doughboy to Tre if he rides he rides Throwing punches in his room if he cries he cries We don't drink away the pain when a nigga die We add a link to the chain inscribe a nigga name in your flesh We playin' on a higher game of chess Once you delegate his bills who gon' fuck his bitch the best A million megapixels of the Pyrex Started on the scale digital my only Timex Nigga this is timeless simply 'cause it's honest Pure as the fumes that be fuckin' with my sinus Nigga this is Simon Says Simon red You wanna see a dead body Instrumentals from my momma's Christmas party Troubles on my mind I still smell crime my little brother crying Smokers repeatedly buying my Sega Genesis either that Or my auntie was stealing it hit the pipe and start feeling it Ooh wee cut me some slack weed never did that This was different geez Louise please help me relax Quantum physics could never show you the world I was in When I was ten back when nine ounces had got you ten And nine times out of ten niggas don't pay attention And when there's tension in the air nines come with extensions My daddy turned a quarter piece to a four and a half Took a L started selling soap fiends bubble bath Broke his nails misusing his pinky to treat his nose Shirt buttoned open taco meat laying on his gold Go figure motherfucker every verse is a brick your son dope nigga Now reap what you sowed nigga I was born in eighty-seven my grand daddy a legend Now the same shit that y'all was smoking is my profession let's get it Beef is best served like steak well done Get a gun in your face bitch nigga Beef will have you praying to God Move your kids have you hiding your mom Beef is when you hide behind them other niggas But they ain't killers they ain't pullin' them triggers fuck niggas Beef will have you keying our cars Heartbroke yours don't look like ours I guess that means you all fucked up You signed to one nigga that signed to another nigga That's signed to three niggas now that's bad luck Damn that shit even the odds now You better off selling this hard now You call it living out your dreams You can't fly without your wings Jeremy Scott's all camouflaged You can't hide it from yourselves career sabotaged I was really in that Travelodge You just lying through your catalogues Where the blood and the battle scars We the ones that judge juggling the gavels on Put me to the body nigga Round here we don't play that A to the K that spray that lay back You can keep your beats nigga We'd much rather share your bitch nigga bitch nigga 3 million can't hide that It shows in the homes I done tried that That's why you'll never be my neighbors Smile as you waving but we know you niggas hate us Fuck you playing games for Don't be scared get everything you came for They got you talking that big shit Little do you know we don't miss shit Them niggas using you as a pawn You see they never loaded they guns Now you out here all by yourself Ask Steve Jobs wealth don't buy health Beef is best served like steak well done Get a gun in your face bitch nigga Beef will have you praying to God Move your kids have you hiding your mom Beef is when you hide behind them other niggas But they ain't killers they ain't pullin' them triggers fuck niggas Beef will have you keying our cars Heartbroke yours don't look like ours Them niggas ain't dying for you Throwing that flag up running around you hot shit Taking half of everything you get Yeah them niggas ain't dying for you Them niggas ain't dying for you And we know that What's beef Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets Beef is when I see you Guaranteed to be in you one more time Come on let's toast the champagne this one's for the life Did everything you could to be here for the night Man it feels good everything is right Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights My whole team winning no vision on quitting I'd rather say I did than let them busters say I didn't Let 'em talk about it mane I'm already living I risk my life to try everyday to go and get it get it get it Came from the bottom no one said it would be fair Now I'm on this money lounging like it's a beach chair Poppa don't preach all we do is just reach here Raised 'round killers we just happy to be here Spot 'em got 'em let your soul pay your dues While my hoes doing magic voodoo Moulin Rouge That's a tactic that they use fuck 'em high then suck 'em dry Before you know it her Q7 is buzzing by The queen pin to the king pin redeems him The boat comes the dope drums my team wins Yuugh This the life that we made Gun shots in the dark like a sweet serenade Come on let's toast the champagne this one's for the life Did everything you could to be here for the night Man it feels good everything is right Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights My whole team winning no vision on quitting I'd rather say I did than let them busters say I didn't Let 'em talk about it mane I'm already living I risk my life to try everyday to go and get it get it get it Triple doubles both wrist and neck freeze Triple doubles two bricks and tech squeeze Triple doubles two hoes and check please They love me on my Ric Flair shit In that Phantom like I'm Blair Witch Who are you to be compared with Ain't no niggas that you bled with Court cases ran base and road aces Lick shots or left bodies with no traces Yuugh This the life that we made Gun shots in the dark like a sweet serenade Come on let's toast the champagne this one's for the life Did everything you could to be here for the night Man it feels good everything is right Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights My whole team winning no vision on quitting I'd rather say I did than let them busters say I didn't Let 'em talk about it mane I'm already living I risk my life to try everyday to go and get it get it get it Look my ouija board don't never lie to me The best rapper living I know who's alive to me Yeah the competition's all but died to me Raah I make these mothafuckas hide from me The Sergio Tacchini life we uphold You just posing for them pics so you can upload Yuugh This the life that we made Gun shots in the dark like a sweet serenade nigga Come on let's toast the champagne this one's for the life Did everything you could to be here for the night Man it feels good everything is right Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights My whole team winning no vision on quitting I'd rather say I did than let them busters say I didn't Let 'em talk about it mane I'm already living I risk my life to try everyday to go and get it get it get it Infrared yeah you know what I mean Niggas' beats is bangin' nigga ya hooks did it The lyric pennin' equal the Trumps winnin' The bigger question is how the Russians did it It was written like Nas but it came from Quentin At the mercy of a game where the codes is missin' When the CEO's blinded by the glow it's different Believe in myself and the Coles and Kendricks Let the sock puppets play in their roles and gimmicks Shit remember Will Smith won the first Grammy And they ain't even recognize Hov until Annie So I don't tap dance for the crackers and sing Mammy 'Cause I'm 'posed to juggle these flows and nose candy Ferrari my forties blew the candles out Tom Brady'd you niggas I had to scramble out They be ridin' these waves I pulled my sandals out Jefe Latin my Grammy I went the Spanish route Oh now it's okay to kill Baby Niggas looked at me crazy like I really killed a baby Salute Ross 'cause the message was pure He see what I see when you see Wayne on tour Flash without the fire Another multi-platinum rapper trapped and can't retire Niggas get exposed I see the cracks and I'm the liar Shit I've been exposed I took the crack and built the wire Now who do you admire Your rap songs is all tryin' my patience Them prices ain't real without inflation I done flew it I done grew it been a conduit Moynat bags on my bitches I done blew it See through it neck igloo it Let Steven talk streamin' and Shazam numbers I'll ensure that you gettin' every gram from us Let's cram numbers easily The only rapper sold more dope than me was Eazy-E How could you ever right these wrongs When you don't even write your songs But let us all play along We all know what niggas for real been waitin' on I'm so bossy bitch get off me It's a different jingle when you hear these car keys The common theme see they both got wings If you fly do it to death it's only one God and it's only one crown So it's only one king that can stand on this mound King Push kingpin overlord Coast Guard come a hundred goin' overboard I got money with the best of 'em Go blow for blow with any Mexican Don't let your side bitches settle in Might have to headbutt your Evelyn Ballers I put numbers on the boards Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword Whether rappin' or I'm rappin' to a whore Might reach back and relapse to wrappin' up this raw Givenchy fittin' like it's gym clothes We really gymstars I'm like D. Rose Ballers I put numbers on the boards Mix drug and show money Biggs Burke on tour Twenty-five bricks move work like chore Hit Delaware twice needed twenty-five more I see flaw cracks in your diamond CB4 when you rhyme Simple Simon Come and meet the pieman a must that I flaunt it The legend grows legs when it comes back to haunt us Ballers I put numbers on the boards Can't a bitch livin' say I bought her Michael Kors Every car driven was decided by the horse Keep the sticker in the window 'case you wonder what it cost How could you relate when you ain't never been great And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates nigga I might sell a brick on my birthday Thirty-six years of doin' dirt like it's Earth Day God Ballers I put numbers on the boards It's the blackout 'Rari got the back out Showing my black ass engine in the glass house Started in the crack house Obama went the back route Kill bin Laden 'nother four up in the black house Still got the Macs out pull the mask down like a mascot Still trick with bitches out with money or with ass shots Good had room for one more I took the last spot Re-Up Gang P the nigga 'Ye done hit the jackpot Whole 'nother level then you add fame That's a whole 'nother devil legit drug dealer That's a whole 'nother bezel the carbon Audemar That's a whole 'nother metal but still keep it ghetto Behind the scenes pull strings like Gepetto The gun blow steam whistle like a tea kettle Sport shoe on a pedal I let you niggas settle I got trouble on my mind rouble on my mind Tripped on Bristol Palin then I accidentally shot 'em Then it ricocheted and killed the game I'm a problem 'Cause I wanna fuck the world but not a fan of using condoms Pardon my French I'm going hard as my dick When I envision my tip on the crust of bitch lips Mr. Lipschitz has been trippin' Since I mentioned Reptar triceratops dinosaur dick I feel it in my gut to kill these muthafucks Is a must like the arm of my pits You niggas coming shorter than a Bushwick Billy costume On sale during Christmas in Philly Um well not really it's getting kinda chilly Let's hit a couple bars and give some bitches wet willies Soaked getting jiggy with it in Bel-Air's richest With a bag of pills couple berries and a biscuit I'm a fucking walking paradox And a really shitty rapper in my favorite pair of socks With the speakers blastin' a pair of Pacs Thinkin' that this 'preme wasn't free willy The feeling is neutral the gang is youthful And fuckin' tighter than Chad Hugo's pupils it's Wolf Gang and the With the Re-Up's a helluva buzz Rick James said cocaine's a helluva drug Who else could put the hipsters with felons and thugs And paint a perfect picture of what sellin' it does This is for the critics who doubted the chemistry Two different worlds same symmetry And this black art see the wizardry when you at the top Of your game you make enemies you'll never finish me Valentino summers and wave runners Chains on my niggas like slave runners Drug dealers anonymous How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit My brick talk is more than obvious it's ominous Garages the phantom ghouls ghosts and goblins Blonde mohawk the collection I'm Dennis Rodman The money count is the only moment of silence 'Cause hush money balances all this drugs and violence Hat trick under my mattress Date I stop still has an asterisk after it After all I can make a call I can baptize a brick As I wash away my sins like a catholic Who the fuck ain't mastered this America's nightmare's in Flint Children of a lesser God when your melanin's got a tint And I can't even mention what I sent or what I spent 'Cause my name in eighteen wheelers is evidence I put my boos in those cruise collections The new Gucci has less monograms God's got him Let he without sin cast the first stone So I built that all glass quad level first home Shatter all of your misconceptions Hold all of them missing weapons You thought I would miss my blessing The ultimate misdirection ya Your husband was drug dealer for fourteen years he sold crack cocaine Federico Fellini in the flesh Sergio Tacchini inside his mesh Bitch I been brackin' since the eighties Google me baby you crazy Type it in Google's your friend bruh Fourteen-year drug dealer and still counting Who deserves the medal of freedom is my accountant He been hula hooping through loop holes working around shit IRS should've had the townhouses surrounded Thanks to the lawyers I marbled the foyer I tore the floor up Yeah that's for the Koi fish We been dining on oysters I walk though the garage it's like multiple choices I told 'em pull the Royce up I'm getting ghost I'm hearing noises I think it's the boys but I been banking at Deutsche We got storefronts we got employee stubs The paper trail is gorgeous Before Reasonable Doubt dropped the jury hung Every time I come around your city bling bling My tenure took me through Virginia Ask Teddy Riley about me Ask the Federalis about me Tried to build a cell around me Snatched my nigga Emory up Tried to get him to tell about me He told them to go to hell about me Drug dealers anonymous Y'all think Uber's the future our cars been autonomous Mules move the drums take 'em to different spots We just call the shots by simply moving our thumbs I'm a course of miracles with this shit Nothing real can be threatened nothing unreal exists Therein lies the piece of God I always knew I was a prophet but I couldn't find a decent job Life made me ambidextrous Countin' with my right whippin' white with my left wrist FBI keep bringing them all white vans through Ah him ah mind me ah him bring di money come gimmie So tell me weh would I want wid unno skettle bald people mon These women ain't shit but hoes with tricks Baby girl you different When you're not around it feels like something's missing And I know you keep it real Never tell no lie Know you heard what they say True love is hard to find Started out as just a fuck mission Who'd have thought I would've fucked with ya Dope boy they got trust issues Never imagined being stuck with you Years later we in the villa suites Top back we on vanilla seats Reminiscing about my episodes With them extra hoes but you didn't cheat Cold nights when you couldn't sleep Celine bags were the given treat All them other hoes and that they niggas weak Whoo I'm good money Got you talking in dollar signs It's all good that she the top bitch But she just wanna know the bottom line I don't blame her I don't change her I just sit back and give her options Phillip Lim Derek Lam Every baller gotta know she's sponsored Whoo You earned that Now where the fuck did you learn that We turnt up we turnt out We too far gone to ever turn back Locked phones past tense Pass codes we past this Pass time Presidential Rolexes both sexes Blue bezel we both flexing Big diamonds we Bowflexing Pitch dope touch down Both sports I'm Bo Jackson Your bitch fronting that's you My bitch stunting that's me I break it down then break her off I'm breaking bread and that's key We everything that they talk about Know them haters be watching Them bitches lurking your page locked And they still know when you shopping They still know that I'm balling You still know that I'm all in Your ex nigga your next nigga Gon' hate the fact that I'm spoiling Whoo But you earned that Now where the fuck did you learn that We turnt up we turnt out We too far gone to ever turn back Just gotta make sure you meet all mine Standing there staring with your bow-legged stance Trust being nothing you could hold in your hand Hustle in the hood strong with the bands Look at you as something more than a ho I could smash Or being something bad I could bone at the bag Pole in my pants standing at attention When you step out of the shower and your ass is wiggling Glance at the ceiling Now your glass is empty Thinking backwards really I done grabbed a vixen That supposed to be a fitter after video Stacks'll really blow Dancers get exposed Missing you when you not around We text each other when out of town You remain the same no matter up or down These other women stay pretending Money come and they help us spend it But'll fuck my niggas in the very minute I was down and out and had to go to prison Kinda high role play acki And again I say I like these hoes Niggas talkin' shit push how do you respond I'm top five and all of them Dylan I am the hope the dope dealers won Price and the quote the dope dealers want Feds takin' pictures like it's GQ Pop a wheelie tell the judge to Akinyele Hail Mary the scale fairy Two sides to every coin so we bail ready How do you respond I let the monies and the fools talk I let the jewels and the hues talk Watch face came with a fuse box Chanel's on ya bitch The coupe is three-hundred twenty the roof's hit or miss Murder on the highway the news is at six See I did it my way the proof's in the bricks Eghck Smell it through the Tupperware Two can get you four like a double dare You can piece the whole puzzle here Am I too complex for ComplexCon Everything Ye say 'cause a new debate You be thinkin' what New Kids on the Block do If you ain't drivin' while Black do they stop you Will MAGA hats let me slide like a drive-thru That phone call from Ricky still hazy When heaven got an angel named Avery You gotta watch who you callin' crazy Yeezy the newest billion-dollar baby It won't feel right 'til I feel like Phil Knight Goin' for six rings like what Phil told Mike Seven pill nights who know what that feel like No more hidin' the scars I show 'em like Seal right How do you respond Dis type ah shit happen everyday All them a gwaan them heart softer than clay None ah them have the guts to rise it and spray None ah them have the guts to bust the SK All praise to the most high on both sides I pray to God I pray for hard I won't lie Multi 'cause I'm dope-tied convo and a boat ride Rent-a-cars for the whole month drop Porsche money no co-sign Yuugh my records ain't got to sell nigga Woo go diamond off of my cell nigga Give a fuck what you sells that chance come I take mine I ball hard you bench ride so fuck you and yo' baseline No Soundscan for a bricklayer square nigga you a brick hater We see a bitch you fall in love I fall back 'cause my bitch date her Where I'm from we go crazy with them choppas Sellin' dope goin' diamond on my blocka Welcome to my blocka take a look at my world Diamond on my blocka all we got is white girl All we got is choppas all you hear is choppas All we see is choppas that spotlight on my blocka Dopeboy to the rescue bad bitches get the best view Lotta money just floatin' round all them hoes feelin' special Woo I know the rent due fuck me right and it's sent through Third time you done used the line God damn she a pimp too Teamwork make the dream work all my niggas done seen work All my niggas ain't make it through so much death that my dreams hurt Where I'm from we go crazy with them choppas Sellin' dope goin' diamond on my blocka Yuugh I drops every blue moon To separate myself from you kings of the YouTube I am more U2 I am like Bono with the Edge In Mexico fuck Donald and his pledge Legend has it the wrist is magic The left is Patek Philippe's replaced by Matsuhisa Ignore most requests for the feature Unless it's getting played on the beach in Ibiza While she fucking Nesha and she sucking shisha Can't you see my Total Pam Kima Keisha I'm aiming for the moguls why y'all niggas aiming at the locals And rap niggas broke like them they're mere hopeful Still wishing on a star The last one to find out that Baby own the cars The final trilogy of Jaws The grills like interior gauze It feels like still white Matching Missoni looks African on me They tryin' pin this trafficking on me like Mano and Tony My thoughts spilling over The soft ceiling's open I Cross-Fit the coca Yuugh It's a different calisthenics when I do the Lennox Half a million paralleled and ain't nothin' rented Yeah wearing Dri-Fit in my shit It rides a little better in the cockpit Mu told me to switch styles He just came home from the Feds like a mistrial He tells me I miss out on all that club money I don't bounce Adidas gave me a million and that don't bounce The president of G.O.O.D. Music has been announced A quarter million a year and that don't bounce I'm in the score of these movies I'm losing count Mu you knew me from thirteen hundred an ounce My breakdown game bought me 8 Mile fame Selling Eminem to him and 'em White to the Blacks I'm a villain in The Rolls Royce playing peek-a-boo with the emblem Let's talk about it gentlemen My barcode is Netflix Narcos Part on the side of my 'fro like I'm Pablo Yuugh let's take the scenic route I could show you the strange fruit It's looking like Beirut These kilos are drought killers I flooded the Jesus I made use Of every Spanish name I done ran across No matter what the weight I done ran it off I'm walking on water I took the sandals off I don't never feel pain 'cause I done felt too much pain Money goin' in the rain blood flowing through my veins I ain't never did a thing getting money rocking chains We'll never feel the same we the thugs in the game I don't never feel pain Black with gold chains pitch bird like Steelers Hines Ward of the crime lords Spending nights with the prime whore But that's the bitch that you're blind for Celebrating on a whim nigga Pain is Pac Above the Rim nigga My bitch rock a bigger gem niggas 'Cause she was there when it was dim nigga She wasn't fucking none of them niggas So now we're even like a hem nigga Put your freedom over failure Tryna find my Griselda Might as well they gon' nail ya Momma screaming like Mahalia Pain is love and it's war Pain is running out of raw Pain is finding out you're poor Million dollars on one gold ring Pain is joy when it cries It's my smile in disguise It's what makes the story chilling Spare the women and the children Hear the scribbles of the villain yugh This is drug dealer brilliance Pyrex on the platter like hot sex But my tribe don't quest like love Pain in this bitch with a mask and a glove And a team of lawyers to run the train on the judge It's no risk without gain It's no trust without shame It's no us without 'caine Push my name is my name In the kitchen with a cape on apron But instead I chose Avon Powder face like a geisha Turn one into two watch the brick kiss and makeup It's a match made in heaven All that's missing is the reverend All that's missing is a blessing I hope God gets the message I don't never feel pain 'cause I done felt too much pain Been around here standing in the rain blood flowing through my veins I'm just doing my thing getting money rocking tons of gold chains I don't never feel pain 'cause I done felt too much pain I'm just standing in the rain blood flowing through my veins I'm just doing my thing getting money rock a hundred gold chains Million dollars on one gold ring I sold more dope than I sold records You niggas sold records never sold dope So I ain't hearing none of that street shit 'Cause in my mind you motherfuckers sold soap Got rich selling hope to the hopeless But I'm a thinker methodic in my motives I motivate to put my niggas into motors No woman no child no witness no Jehovahs Like Scarface but it's God's face in that mirror We was made in his image dialing and it's much clearer Scoring from the heights but I wanted mine purer Aryan blonde hair blue-eyed like the Fuhrer The judge and the jury the jewellery mad froze Watercolors on my neck fuck rhyming when you blinding niggas We ain't the same color clarity of diamond nigga Nah I ain't got nothing in common with yous Pain in my heart it's as black as my skin They tipping the scale for these crackers to win No reading no writing made us savage of men They praying for jail but I mastered the pen Descended from kings we at it again Just hand me the crown I'm active again Everything that it seems hear my passion again Was never my dream the immaculate win I was pissing my shorts having rich nigga thoughts Wish I had a pistol before all the friends I done fought Overnight I seen a nigga go get a Carrera Two weeks later I had to be that boy pallbearer Young king bury me inside a glass casket Windex wipe me down for the life after Crack dealer living like a hoop star Black marble white walls in my new spot Four chains big studs a nigga too fly Top down tank top I think I'm 2Pac So I'm labeled the rebel nigga get on my level We were born to be kings only major league teams Chasing my paper couldn't fathom my wealth Built a school in Ethiopia should enroll in myself God body and mind food for the soul When you feeding on hate you empty my nigga it shows Follow the codes ain't no love for these hoes If you slip and you fall I got you my nigga hold on If you right or you wrong if you riding come on By the end of this song can't be hiding for long I seen children get slaughtered niggas' grandmothers assaulted Throw a gang sign dare you do something about it Fuck copping them foams when you copping the home Cop a kilo and have them people on top of your home Follow the codes ain't no love for these hoes If you slipping you fall I got you my nigga hold on If you right or you wrong if you riding come on By the end of this song I got you my nigga hold on I got you my nigga hold on If you right or you wrong if you riding come on By the end of this song I got you my nigga hold on I got you my nigga hold on This is my time this is my hour This is my pain this is my name this is my power If it's my reign then it's my shower This pole position I made a lane 'cause they blocked ours Dope boys block bleeders Gold diggers don't stop either Motivation is misguided If you hit the mark then it's not needed Carry on like a carry on on my side bitch I let tag along Call me daddy from a complex 'cause her mother's fucker wouldn't marry mom No excuses no regard Step on the brick like a promenade Twenty thousand on calling cards And I'm speaking Spanish like Don Omar Fuck nigga with the sly talk Miss me with all the pie talk When them lights on you and them letters there You point us out just like an eye-chart But that's my fault my details of the sidewalk For eleven years we seen better years We was sellin' birds over the time port My first Grammy was my first brick Red carpet every bad bitch I got a label deal under my mattress 'cause I'm King Push still King Push I rap nigga 'bout trap niggas I don't sing hooks ah Vultures to my culture Exploit the struggle insult ya They name dropping 'bout Caine copping But never been a foot soldier Let's have another look just get a little closer Rage against the machine black Zack de la Rocha In a cranberry Rossta inside track on the G rap poster Best D-boy all I'm missing is a dash Difference between me and Hova But I'm King Push still King Push I rap nigga 'bout trap niggas I don't sing hooks ah Trouble world trouble child Trouble times destroyed my smile No change of heart no change of mind You can take what's yours but you gon' leave what's mine I'd rather die than go home And I ain't leaving without my forty acres Unpolished unapologetic This cocaine cowboy pushed it to the limit You thought Tony in that cell would've made us timid We found his old cell bitch we searchin' through the digits Anything Spanish got me speaking Spanglish Money's universal that's the only language The dream ain't die only some real niggas We was born to mothers who couldn't deal with us Left by fathers who wouldn't build with us I had both mine home let's keep it real niggas My better half chose the better path applaud him Younger brother me a spoiled child I fought him I heard that the Devil's new playground is boredom The California top just falls back like autumn And they say I'm on the verge of winning I claim victory when Malice on the verge of sinning Old habits die hard that rainy day bag buried in the backyard It's heaven for a hustler no graveyards 'Cause stand-up niggas don't lie on no floors Much rather burn us ashes to ashes Mix us with the powder sell us to the masses We gon' keep it tight rip it off the plastic Now you celebrate motherfuckers raise your glasses Unpolished unapologetic Might have broke a heart or two but gave an honest effort My nonchalant attitude is always 'F it' Thirty-five years of marriage and my momma left it You shouldn't question if you ever stood a chance with him The better question is did you enjoy the dance with him I'll probably never pull you chair out bitch You know this money grew your hair out switch All that shit I bought you wear out Rich and I'm the only one I care about Place none above me God don't like ugly Hate me or love me only he can judge me Unpolished unapologetic Big willie with the blow niggas I am legend School of hard knock I attended Selling hard rock fuck who I offended I was a goner punished by karma Called him tar baby now he's transcending genres The 911 came with the ass shots A toothless crackhead was the mascot The owner of the key to that padlock I'm Jordan versus Cavs for the last shot I need all mine reparations We growin' poppy seeds on my forty acres Trouble world trouble child Trouble times destroyed my smile No change of heart no change of mind You can take what's yours but you gon' leave what's mine I'd rather die than go home This that shit that y'all wanted This shit cook up hard don't it Y'all gotta beg my pardon on it But this shit sound like God don't it Yuugh I'm tired nigga and y'all gotta pay your tithes nigga Call my Phantom the holy ghost church on chrome wheel tires nigga Pop tags when I'm paranoid 'cause the pawn shop was my paradise I was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoebox Blue tops blue tops bad bitch in that blue fox This big face is in blu-ray and these black diamonds like Boondocks I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin' Hidin' choppas in the closet half a million in the ceiling And them hoes with angel faces cryin' loud with ill intentions Just so I can buy them Christians have 'em shittin' on all they bitches ah I'm haunted by horror stories wanna-be home owners Horrible outcome a dope boy got one motive Cries when he convicted cried on every visit I'm cryin' sayin' his name ride for all my niggas Used to fiddle my finger 'til I found me a fortune Finger fuck a Ferrari south of France early morning Did drugs with Donatella Versace my a cappella Never see me in Neiman's niggas committin' treason Soft loafer preferred frost organic herb Stay away from the Forbes if I only could tell you more I got this I got that I got that I got this Got a kilo for twenty my choppas say I'm the shit This that shit y'all ask for Make a nigga mash on the gas floor Two-door four-door roll through the hood like task force My record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes How we still fuck the same hoes why we still buy the same clothes How we both got the same watch I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes Dope boys gold mine that price drop and that coke rise Then set it over that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin' Hidin' choppas in the closet half a million in the ceiling Just to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches Pullin' up in that new toy The wrist on that boy rockstar like Pink Floyd Waving at rude boy I'm wavin' at you boy Ran off on the plug too like Trugoy Imagine me do-boy you could never do what I do boy Still duckin' shit that I did boy Niggas in Paris before Hit-Boy These ain't the same type of hits boy Shit can get litter than lit boy You don't take these type of risks boy 'Cause this boy been throwin' that D like Rich Boy You missed boy Ya numbers don't add up on the blow That was ten years ago if you know you know If you know you know This thing of ours oh this thing of ours A fraternity of drug dealers ringin' off I just happen to be alumni Too legit they still lookin' at me with one eye The company I keep is not corporate enough Child Rebel Soldier you ain't orphan enough A rapper turned trapper can't morph into us But a trapper turned rapper can morph into Puff Dance contest for the smokers I predict snow Al Roker I only ever looked up to Sosa You all get a bird this nigga Oprah Bricklayers in ball shorts Coachin' from the side of the ball court One stop like a Walmart We got the tennis balls for the wrong sport If you know 'bout the carport The trap door's supposed to be awkward That's the reason we ball for Circle round twice for the encore You ever been hit with the water weight When we all clickin' like Golden State And you and your team are the motorcade Been grantin' wishes like a genie Two bad hoes in two-piece bikinis I've been hidin' where you can see me The skybox is right next to RiRi's Solely responsible for showin' rappers how to stand On the front lines when trappers started throwin' bands Where were you when Big Meech brought the tigers in 'Cause I was busy earnin' stripes like a tiger's skin Bricklayers in ball shorts Coachin' from the side of the ball court One stop like a Walmart We got the tennis balls for the wrong sport I see the strangest things The evil that money brings I swear it's like a disease That goes round and round and round like sirens And they wanna bury me Why 'Cause I'm anti everything I swear it's like a disease That goes round and round and round like sirens You niggas pussy after all You niggas pussy not at all I had a dream I had it all I woke up and really had it all The three leading killers of you niggas Is the shit that's most appealing to you niggas Even I fell victim to it your pride don't let you do it The lies will get you through it Money pussy alcohol what a wonderful cocktail Fronted my first brick over oxtails and ran with it Dope is like a two-way street The addiction both you and me now take a seat Every car got a fleet every broad get a jeep Every sparkle in the club that wasn't ours we compete Poor minds poor decision makers No reward then what's the risk you taking New bitch I been fucking might start a rap war Won't unveil it yet can't tell it yet Defense wins games Bill Belichick These hoes having Google numbers niggas better check Shout out my bitches fucking baseball niggas That dress like Bamas with guaranteed contracts Yeah I see your vision sick of prison visits Now the Major League's where you're fishing You young and hot so why not The dealers is washed the money is dry so take your best shot We can't judge you 'cause we ain't hug you We sent you off to other hoods and let them niggas fuck you For real we made you watch from afar Even talked down on you tryna dim your star Until we seen them foreign cars pull up And watch them pick you up And then we realized we missed a diamond in the rough So make us proud make it count Until you learn to love 'em make 'em spare no amount Make 'em dig deeper to keep ya knowing you deserve it Take advantage of it when you're worth it Real bitches worth it Money pussy alcohol You niggas pussy after all Money pussy alcohol You niggas pussy not at all Get in them drawers I had a dream I had it all I woke up and really had it all I've been watching all you real niggas I done seen more won't than you will niggas Take a swing snatch a chain Lose your mind go insane I'm in the club you in the club too I got money you got money too You think it's honey dew Whispering in my ear like a hunny do Eyeballing every bottle that we running through Trying to stand near nigga damn near Pushing bitches out the way to Instagram here It's no pictures now you in your feelings I'm a real dope boy no stranger dealings Nickel bag niggas all of a sudden Ninos I get it done for quarter ki money for real Now that the tears dry and the pain takes over Let's talk this payola You killed God's baby when it wasn't his will And blood spill we can't talk this shit over The Lord is my shepherd I am not sheep I am just a short stone's throw from the streets I bring my offerin' I will not preach Awaken my demons you can hear that man screaming I'm no different than the priest priest They say that death comes in threes how appropriate Triple back they rush in like Soviets At the Kremlin Searchin' for the green like a Gremlin presidential emblem Presidential tint on this shit that I am driven in I just place orders and drop dollars Rottweilers roam the grounds the Glock hollers The three of y'all too accessible Seen all the wrong moves watchin' The Untouchables We don't do vegetables niggas get flatlined Welcome all beef then we heat 'em with flat irons Your plans are backfiring think of double-crossin' a priest Of all the things I've ever paid for Know that it's no price tag when I wage war It's no more to pray for niggas get preyed on Darken my doorstep they told me the day's gone As I'm talkin' to your spirit for God's sakes I'm dealin' with heartbreak Checkin' my ego I'm livin' with lost faith I'm backin' this hit nigga you ever seen Shark Tank I paid 'em in small bills all of 'em small face I bet when we draw blood you niggas will draw a blank Dress you in all black partnered with All Saints Our numbers is all facts my shooters give all thanks And all praise no jail bars can save Leave you like Malcolm where X marks your grave Hey it's probably better this way It's cheaper when the chaplain prays Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything Go and make it bang go and make it bang Gettin' followed by them hollows go and make it bang Niggas ain't been to church in a minute But it's funny how that Tec-9 make a nigga get religious You rather be more famous than rich Play your role it's easy acting like Mitch Paid in full is really just being Rich Porter Filling all standing orders Would you question could I swim if you saw me walking on water Yeah while every song got a rapper dance Yuugh I'm drug money like Dapper Dan No retirement plans no Derek Jeters We all know I did it Rodriguez The illusion of money we don't believe in You ask me Tyga looking like a genius I'm Kim Jong of the crack song Woo the revolution will be televised 'Cause we done see all and they telling lies You rather be more famous than rich Play your role it's easy being my bitch It's only right for a queen to floss your shit Rolex crowns I emboss your wrist The minimums niggas ain't synonyms Dual exhausts driving flying saucers Diamond crosses hang Takashi portraits Street millionaires rub shoulders And laugh at bitches fucking promoters Hoping that they get noticed still driving a Focus What you fuck him for if you didn't know what the goal was Shine remote control blinds That turn on the time lapse controlled by the iPad my living room rap scream crack money I don't trust rap niggas or rap money See this air hole tech and get rat from me Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything Go and make it bang go and make it bang Gettin' followed by them hollows go and make it bang Niggas ain't been to church in a minute But it's funny how that Tec-9 make a nigga get religious Niggas talking it but ain't living it Two years later admitting it all them niggas is renting shit They ask why I'm still talking dope why not The biggest rappers in the game broke voilà They say it's hate but it's these well-dressed snakes That learn to walk on the concrete I just saw it and spoke to it Yuugh you ain't know you got coached through it the rap fans got hoaxed through it the whole time I sold coke through it Nigga and records I was Bo through it King Push is synonymous with kingpin Chess moves on your checkerboard king him Yeah this is gun slingers and Goyard Uh this is O Dog in the courtyard You wonder why I'm still here I'm America's worst nightmare Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything Go and make it bang go and make it bang Gettin' followed by them hollows go and make it bang Niggas ain't been to church in a minute Never trust a bitch who finds love in a camera She will fuck you then turn around and fuck a janitor You either with the pro ballers or the amateurs I won't let you ruin my dreams or Harvey Weinstein the kid Good mornin' Matt Lauer can I live The rooftop can host a paint and sip for like forty The Warhols on my wall paint a war story Had to find other ways to invest 'Cause you rappers found every way to ruin Pateks I'm too rare amongst all of this pink hair ooh Still do the Fred Astaire on a brick Tap tap throw the phone if you hear it click Your bustdown is bust down and don't match the metal Lower level's where you settle at I'm the pot callin' the kettle black Where there's no brick peddles at Between God and where the Devil's at Had to double dutch and double back Then hopscotch through where the trouble's at Exactly what the game's been missin' This fire burns hot as Hell's Kitchen Push Now dat's how da ting go I'm back from Santo Domingo 'cause dat's where the kings go down in Santo Domingo This for the sneaker hoarders and coke snorters 'Cause dat's where the kings go down in Santo Domingo From Honda Accords to Grammy awards That's where the kings go I can blow a million dollars into dust Lord knows how many bottles I've done bust Still runnin' through the models like I'm Puff Confront my problems like I'm Ralo in the bluff Pusha know these politics is paradox Chillin' in a condo full of ready rock My homie amputated but gon' stand for somethin' I'm dyin' to find a way to get a Grammy from it Watchin' my success for some is bittersweet Always keep the sharpshooter's triggers tweaked Diamonds drippin' on me via Tiffany's All these K-9 units still sniffin' me Ignorance versus the innocence It's not the temperature for you in Timberlands I keep the coldest flows on the hot seat And you can spot my hoes by their car keys Another episode full of atrocities It's double M baby money monopolies You scared to see my face in a fancy place So I debate my case vs a Nancy Grace It's flesh and blood 'til I'm fresh as fuck Still hands on sucker press your luck Your money gone every other month My money long so the treasure's tucked Now dat's how da ting go I'm back from Santo Domingo 'cause dat's where da kings go down in Santo Domingo Dat's where da kings go Drug dealer Benzes with gold diggers in 'em In elevator condos on everything I love This ain't a wave or phase 'cause all that shit fades This lifestyle's forever when you made They tweet about the length I made 'em wait What the fuck you expect When a nigga got a cape and he's great Oven's full of cakes that he bakes still spreadin' paste The love just accentuates the hate This is for my bodybuildin' clients movin' weight Just add water stir it like a shake Play amongst the stars like the roof in the Wraith Get the table next to mine make our bottle servers race These are the games we play we are the names they say This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes To all of my young niggas I am your Ghost and your Rae This is my Purple Tape save up for rainy days And baby mama wishes along with the side bitches They try to coexist end up wishin' you'd die bitches Stood on every couch in the A at the black party No jewelry on but you richer than everybody You laugh a little louder the DJ say your name a little prouder And we don't need a globe to show you the world is ours We can bet a hundred thousand with my safe hold My numbers lookin' like a bank code These are the games we play we are the names they say This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes Ain't no stoppin' this champagne from poppin' The draws from droppin' the laws from watchin' With Ye back choppin' the cars and the women come with options Caviar facials remove the toxins This ain't for the conscious this is for the mud-made monsters Who grew up on legends from outer Yonkers Influenced by niggas straight outta Compton the scale never lies I'm two-point-two incentivised If you ain't energized like the bunny for drug money Or been paralyzed by the sight of a drug mummy This ain't really for you this is for the Goya Montoya Who said I couldn't stop then afforded me all the lawyers The only kingpin who ain't sinkin' Chess moves are made my third eye ain't blinkin Stay woke nigga or get out Still pull them whips out still spread the chips out Might buy your bitch some new hips and yank her rib out The message in this music all my niggas had to live out These are the games we play we are the names they say This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes yah I wanna talk to all you addicts out there That's got yourself a great big Jones An' you done tried all the methadone An' you just can't leave that heroin alone I wonder have you tried Dope just touched down I'm so grateful Numbers so low bitch be thankful They say don't let money change you That's how we know money ain't you Bitch I been had bitches been bad We buy big boats bitch I'm Sinbad Downright sinful bitch we been full All my dopeboys we like kinfolk Blew through thousands we made millions Cocaine soldiers once civilians Bought hoes Hondas took care children Lent my pastor build out buildin's Rapped on classics I been brilliant Now we blend in we chameleons ahh Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darlin' to set me free Come back baby try me one more time Ooh baby I'm 'bout to go out of my mind Who else got the luxury to drop when he want 'Cause nobody else can fuck with me What a show-off Nigga wrist for wrist yeah let's have a glow-off Fuck it brick for brick yeah let's have a blow-off If we go by connections made I can still climb ladders when complexions fade White on white that's the Testa Black on black that's the Tesla See these diamonds in this watch face All that shit came from pressure They don't miss you 'til you gone with the wind And they tired of dancin' like a Ying Yang Twin You can't have the Yin without the Yang my friend Real niggas bring balance to the game I'm in Can't escape the scale if I tried interstate trafficking's alive Still fresh off the boat niggas Don't make me super-soak niggas Your life ends up a quote nigga The good die young all dogs go to heaven It's really just momma's fallin' out on the reverend I play musical chairs with these squares Rich flair before they was Ric Flair's Cocaine concierge longest runnin' trapper of the year Stood the test of time like Dapper Dan Season my sauce like Zatarain's Is he still in the caravan It's a mil' in the caravan Richard Mille on a leather band Behind the wheel like an ambulance On my way up to Maryland Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darlin' to set me free Come back baby try me one more time Ooh baby I'm 'bout to go out of my mind Come back baby try me one more time Ooh baby I'm 'bout to go out of my mind Sorry nigga I'm tryna come home Well the walls are talking to me and I know you think I'm wrong But sorry nigga I'm tryna come home hey Now when the phone start to click in your words start to echo Say you got to hang up but the man won't let go Oh my nigga say it ain't so Now we speaking on some niggas that he say he ain't know We used to steal dirt bikes dodge raindrops So close niggas thought we had the same pops Graduated gettin' money on the same blocks But things changed and we ain't end up in the same box Giving you the jailhouse talk but you ain't mad enough I never thought I'd be the last man standing up Long letters how the streets got the best of you Telling all your cellies how come I ain't sitting next to you Yeah see I can read between the lines So it's awkward when you call and I gotta press 5 Sorry nigga I'm tryna come home I think the Feds are looking through me can't you hear it in my tone So then sorry nigga I'm tryna come home hey Got me tiptoeing through the conversation on our calls Tryna act normal but the writing is on the wall It's like I hear you smiling when you heard they hit the wall But I just let it ride so I don't be the next to fall I'm just tryna offset what he was saying on my phone Nowadays niggas don't need shovels to bury you Pointing fingers like pallbearers how they carry you So much for death before dishonor Might as well have a robe and gavel like your honor I just sit and wonder play it by the numbers When you ride like lightning then you crash like thunder Seen your baby mama she ain't even know if she should speak What the fuck is there to say knowing her king's now weak saying Sorry nigga I'm tryna come home Well the walls are talking to me and I know you think I'm wrong But sorry nigga I'm tryna come home hey Let's talk real niggas let's speak real nigga How many niggas you knew snitching you ain't killed nigga Covered his own tracks he didn't care that We had a legacy he killed I got to wear that Every move we ever made is getting stared at I bet the man inside his mirror doesn't stare back Break your heart when the man you call your brother Be the same one that setting in motion all them undercovers Called my mom mother was at my graduation When I signed my record deal you was my motivation Uh from great friends now it's no affiliation Divided by the time he was facing once he told me that Sorry nigga I'm tryna come home Well the walls are talking to me and I know you think I'm wrong But sorry nigga I'm tryna come home hey Yeah I just ordered one my nigga I'm still a snow mover blow harder than tuba Designated shooters turn weed to woolers Condo in Atlanta money counters like the NASDAQ In that glass back the motor is the ass crack I'm still feeding divas like I feed the meter Holy father to 'em I ain't talking Jesus neither Balance on the scale I ain't a Libra either I'm just a name and a number with the means to reach ya Grim Reaper him cheaper hemp chiefer His army T-shirt on gym sneakers You knowin' that hymn better he been preaching You motherfuckers is bloodsuckers you been leeching Been Baller been Jacob been dealer Been realer pound sign been trilla All killer no filler been iller Fraud niggas you Zoolander Ben Stiller When it comes to shooters my niggas is trained to go And they gettin' practice on bitches who breaking codes Thirty-five hundred just point and give 'em a name They back flipping niggas that go for rappers the same You don't know me nigga fuck out my way Between a renter and a homeowner Hip Hop Weekly cover and a Rolling Stoner Lufthansa I heist nigga or that bitch Winona Stop comparing me to rappers 'cause they in their moment Might have crossed the name brand every blue But these brand names to a brand owner isn't new Don't make us equal 'cause we shared a bitch or two She ain't the angel that you think she reincarnated too I build mine off fed time and dope lines You caught steam off headlines and co-signs Young niggas cliquing up with my rivals Like the Bible don't burn like these bullets don't spiral Like I can't see the scenes that you mirror in your idol But a pawn's only purpose is completely suicidal Ooh Suicide it's a suicide I'm just talking to the world like it's you and I When it comes to shooters my niggas is trained to go And they gettin' practice on bitches who breaking codes Thirty-five hundred just point and give 'em a name They back flipping niggas that go for rappers the same You don't know me nigga fuck out my way Nothing but cash here this sweater is cashmere The roof is a translucent it's nothing but glass there The car is a concept what's next is my last year My future is bright hot you never can last here I'm top five listen who hot in the past year Five heartbeats and I'm feeling like Flash here 'Cause what I captured is the beast unleashed in the pasture Story of the sheep and the wolves I unmaster Fifty in the liquor unwrapped 'em Unpacked powder rise and it falls like Sebastian Telfair tailor-made suits hand crafted Over Bottega Veneta high tops unfastened To my hand drop and then he unattached it Practice it niggam brick break down break dance Crab walk back spin tanner than my black skin When it comes to shooters my niggas is trained to go And they gettin' practice on bitches who breaking codes Thirty-five hundred just point and give 'em a name They back flipping niggas that go for rappers the same You don't know me nigga fuck out my way Boy you got that six in the morning You got that thing that'll make a girl feel high Oh I say boy you got me lonely Just say the words I'll do anything you want Boy let me love you Uh I know that you think I'm the one but who doesn't It comes with the territory when you buzzin' A ball player sold you a dream ain't do nothing A couple rappers under your belt but who's judging I ain't trying to guide you hand on Bible But Instagram pics show more than side views Thirty-dollar nude catsuits is not cute And fifty comments on ass is not fluke So no cuffing no buns in the oven If my girl call your phone she's just bluffin' As long as you and I both know we just fuckin' If anybody else do ask we just nothing Boy you got that six in the morning You got that thing that'll make a girl feel high Oh I say boy you got me lonely Just say the words I'll do anything you want Boy let me love you Hey mama come fuck with the shotta With the Givenchy toppa shoe Balenciaga If you act right I can match you up proper If it's about a dollar thing big like Poppa Introduce your exes to my choppa Don't listen to your best friend she don't matter You know she wanna be you in that vehicle Chanel or Celine however I see you Christians or Chloe damn them C's too You know I play fair I'm Daddy Day Care I know it ain't cheap for you to lay here Let's get past the nonsense and be honest All the ones I sponsored clear my conscience Can't commit the crime without accomplice We both to blame let's push the shame behind us It's only right you shake them phony types And embrace the kid like my bracelets did Uh I'm from the era where the money come fast Blow it all 'cause the money don't last All them broke niggas lookin' puppy-dog sad Boy you got that six in the morning You got that thing that'll make a girl feel high Oh I say boy you got me lonely Just say the words I'll do anything you want Boy let me love you This shit I wrote quick Broke niggas that always got something to say Got some nerve to have an opinion I don't give a fuck what you say about me Broke nigga two cents don't matter Give a fuck what you say about me Broke bitch two cents don't matter It doesn't matter it doesn't matter It doesn't matter ohh There's a meaning to the kissin' of the ring The gods don't mingle with the mortals Peasants ain't sittin' with the kings Goliath ain't worried 'bout your sling And Cassius ain't bothered by your swings You niggas keep rappin' 'bout your dreams my reality Fifty birds waitin' in the wings Do it my way I hit the highway with the batter So when Kanye go on his hia' it don't matter Since you talking 'bout me then let's talk about this money Let's talk about the cars and why mines shaped funny Lets' talk about the fact you'll never take nothin' from me Lets talk about the fact you niggas hate I'm up and runnin' Runnin' through this money and these white women Spike Lee see that She gotta have it and I gotta give it And you do not relate 'cause you niggas do not live it no Attention seekers beware I will grant wishes We can take this so much further than your mentions I can get your eulogy on YouTube for instance Have the whole world view the body Since y'all claim I'm Illuminati tell me why would you try me Kennedy John F. or Bobby Almost caught Reagan but they stopped us at the lobby And that was broad day so how the fuck you gon' stop me You lil' niggas just dirty mine's is Zero Dark Thirty Mine is night vision witch huntin' ride for Pac worthy I'm coke boy leanin' on you niggas If money talk then I must be screamin' on you niggas Top of the pile I was two thirds away I was sidetracked busy selling two birds a day God Two men ten paces then you turn and spray I don't give a fuck what you say about me Broke nigga two cents don't matter Give a fuck what you say about me Broke bitch two cents don't matter It doesn't matter it doesn't matter It doesn't matter ohh I don't give a fuck what you say about me Broke nigga two cents don't matter Give a fuck what you say about me Broke bitch two cents don't matter They said be all you can be nigga They said be all you can be Always knew I could rule the world Let's define what my world is Knee-deep in this dope money Damn near where my world ends Same block same rock I was thinking 'bout murdering I ain't getting my hands dirty Let you worry 'bout serving 'em They said the truth set you free Entrepreneur strip club connoisseur Hot fudge sundae pour it on you hallelujah Pour it on you hallelujah pour it on you hallelujah And I be on my own dick ain't that much room for you ah Red white blue I pledge allegiance to the street life Even if it's leftovers I still gotta eat right Got gas in my peace pipe pink Sprite She ppopping her jeans tight All day I dream about sex three stripes We the type of crew to get fresh just to sit in the living room Look out the window got a bad bitch in my swimming pool Got a bad bitch in my swimming pool We the type of crew to get fresh just to sit in the living room Look out the window got a bad bitch in my swimming pool Pretty girls is my reputation One on my arm that's decoration Getting to it no hesitation To fuck with me you need a reservation To the top escalating elevating Good music legislation delegatin' And I mean that shit like exclamation exclamation exclamation All my bitches know they roll even when we role-play My homie got that nine on him All night and all day and all night and all day And all night like that shit's his motherfuckin' soulmate 'Cause no time for hand in hand When you got this paper hand in hand-hand Bitch I'm feeling like a grown ass lil' boy nigga Bitch I'm feeling like a grown ass lil' boy 'Cause I still love to get pampered But don't get it twisted watch your step and fuckin' manners Always knew I could rule the world Let's define what my world is Knee-deep in this dope money Damn near where my world ends Yeah I'm on the move I can-can't look back Screaming no regrets no regrets at all Wasting time I can't get that back Uh so everyday I go hard Real nigga and all my niggas real niggas Came from making real figures Nothing less no regrets Say hi to the bad guy say hi to the champagne Got a call from my jail niggas said I'm doing my damn thing They see I'm doing my damn thing Magazines videos they ain't missing a damn thing Nowadays I sell hope what you rather I sell dope What I sell is a lifestyle naked bitches on sailboats Foreign cars on a freight train for every nigga they railroad Rent-a-cars we road run money longer than train smoke I done been in that same boat I ain't letting this chain go Representing my niggas down 'til they free 'em like Django It's the same old just the same old How the game go where the pain go where the blame go If I leave today throw the keys away But I'mma live today I wanna see tomorrow I wanna lead the way Momma had me in the ghetto I was raised in the slums Every hero got theme music guess I need me some drums Bought me a five for fifty I bust 'em down it was jumps Trying to be fresh as forces I swear they white as new ones Streets taught us streets raised us had it less determined Dodging jackers dodging murders federal to state pen Uncle got power now I see him in another ten We was set up just to lose Lord know we trying to win In the pursuit of this power this masterpiece to the hour You know it's platinum and waterproof wear this bitch in the shower Yeah we want finer things plus a plug in the scale Yeah them plates shining like diamond rings at back can't you tell In the hood I'm a king King Arthur to the people Except he got his on a Chariot I got mine in a Regal Sport cars Italian leather Princess Cut with baguettes Law of physics say them 9s weigh more when they wet Presidential I came back April showers I rains back Jumped ahead like June something still I'm wheeling that Maybach Time forward my braids back Tom Ford and my shades black Dope boy with a cape on super-sizing that beige back All white like Gotti said Ye told me I'm outta here Mentioned Ye two years ago yeah I got that by the square And you could buy a pair twenty or more and we'll fly 'em there How you acting like I'm ain't here D-Boy and I pioneer Yeah I'm on the move I can-can't look back Wasting time I can't get that back Uh so everyday I go hard Real nigga and all my niggas real niggas Came from making real figures Nothing less no regrets Crutches crosses caskets I just get back their jewelry if I'm fuckin' with 'em Your man crush Mondays be owin' niggas My skin is triple black I'm the omen You can't kill a God like the Romans uh Take my time to craft shit 'Cause I don't like back and forths with Puff about rap shit Crutches crosses caskets all I see is victims Rappers is victimized at an all-time high But not I you pop niggas thought I let it fly I'm Yasiel Puig I'm in another league I defected only thing we have in common niggas bleed In ya thousand dollar joggers as you rhyme about ya dollars Is there shame when a platinum rapper's mother lives in squalor Mildred's in the Bahamas for the month She's probably sitting in her pajamas having lunch Swordfish my reality is more fish Banana clips for all you Curious Georges Old niggas slapping young niggas Ha Imagine that where you from nigga Crutches crosses caskets All I see is death by the masses The only asterisk is the change of address My infinity pool as long as Magic's Yeah I let Zillow change my pillows The home is so inviting the Porsche is the armadillo It's more than this drug money I love money I speak to your soul and that's above money This the ministry of street energy The church of criminology teaching my chemistries Woo I'm the L. Ron Hubbard of the cupboard To some certain motherfuckers gotta love it Leave your conscience at the door We done hid the monsters in the floor I speak to the trap lords And niggas wit their hands in the white like blackboards I done been black balled And never gave a fuck 'cause I'm Jack Frost Of sellin' that blast off I'm on a crash course Where talent meets timing Christopher Wallace Think Big keep climbing Reasonable doubt drug era keep climbing I'm my brother's keeper Lord Willin' keep grindin' As a God amongst men Rinsed drug money I done paid for my sins Books and the lawyers I done paid for my friends Still held back I done paid with my skin The only thing missing is a cape on me You niggas wanna tag a late great on me Put the fears in my peers heard my footsteps coming from the rear Now it's murder was the case homie I'm watching this three ring circus Old lions don't roar so the clowns ain't nervous Even you fools serve purpose Let 'em run amuck until the king resurface Then it's off with your heads Wear your little jewels you could floss when you're dead They take samples of 'em I make examples of 'em It's the thrill of the hunt I keep my mantle covered Ask P who's core's a drug dealer Me and Tim it's coming it's gonna kill 'em The only great I ain't made better was J. Dilla Now we breaking new ground Get ready for the placing of the crown I let you into my diary to admire me The make up of this man I let you see the higher me The self righteous drug dealer dichotomy I'm drawing from both sides I am Siamese The tug of war opens the door entrada Rip me apart and see what's inside of this pinata And rolling kilos in Gymstrada that's one saga One chapter of black magic I'm Harold Potter Feels like I'm doomed to dealing with women who Relationships with their fathers won't allow us to bloom And blossom I swear them Vegas nights was fucking awesome But adios I blow my own dice before I toss 'em Lost some niggas some other niggas double crossed 'em Tryna snatch my niggas back I blew a small fortune Wrestle with the work we was like the four horsemen Rick Flair with the flame I'm motherfucking Gorgeous As the gull wing doors lift Karate Kid crane kick no Jaden Smith Whiter than that coke brush that they paint me with Sunk leather seats softer than an angel's kiss But they devil red tires double tread I post and parks up that gets me double head Tight rope walking tryna keep a level head The bright lights blind look at what the devil did She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm famous I write this alone in Vegas Came off fly street money partied nights with the a-list Remember nights when my team blew it all on the tables I'm the only one left and the memories fading so They'll do everything in their power Stomp near the stove when you're rising like flour Make your cake fall when you threatening their tower It's 911 you're on your twenty-fifth hour Hasta la vista I'm steppin' out the bleachers How the tide turns when the pupil's now the teacher The game can't grow by just followin' the leaders You gotta be better than the ones who precede yeah Upgrade them upstage them Change the whole body shape and just update them Pagans Reagan era I ran contraband Money caused turf wars through the promised land First time being rich could be a common man The Guy Fishers had the blueprints and diagrams We just took what we needed and we built on it Lord forgive me for the blood that I spilt on it She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm famous Came off fly street money partied nights with the a-list Remember nights when my team blew it all on the tables Fear of God niggas got me feelin' like Pac This the realest shit I ever wrote Who you know sit in New York for 2 days around Grammy winners Come back home straight to the money getters Brown paper bag money I call that a good weekend Long live the caine coming soon Malice my brother I love you I love my family He'll sit and clip at your lines like he ain't heard of you I seen it happen before that man will murder you The lowest form of a thief is a cat burglar Tiptoe-in' but the whole while cloning The elephant's in the room the bitch glowing Like a ghetto girl with the good weave sewn in She walk like its her's but the whole world knowing Told niggas it's the new god flow It's that New Testament and the old God knows And you new niggas don't get to pass go I'll monopolize Boardwalk Empire flow So don't mention me in the same breath I'm Genghis Just venting I never wished to be famous Truth told I'd much rather be strangers Before it leads to me turnin' niggas to angels Local niggas hatin' but I can't blame 'em Clear the road to the riches but I can't pave 'em Put Trey up on your hook still couldn't save 'em Better chance with a snowball hitting Satan Dreams money can buy three racks just spent on my Marty McFly's Now I'm back to the future my career deja-vu you When you muthafuckers thought I would hardly survive Rappers on their sophomores actin' like they boss lords Fame such a funny thing for sure When niggas start believing all them encores I'm just the one to send you off bonjour See yourself as I pull up in that mirror tint Skins vs blouses you mirror Prince Chappelle Show all of you Neal Brennans Sketch comedy who was for real pennin' The talk don't match the leather The swag don't match the sweaters And wolves don't walk with shepherds These Margiela verses all you mall dwellers Off-the-rack suits looking like pallbearers Coffins for my old bitches' orphans Daddy's MIA like a dolphin Play the Fendi bucket like a shark's fin Cool J-ing on you bitches but I'm dark-skinned We walked in seats courtside Dap Diddy Will Ferrell on my walk by At the US Open there's much more to Queens Dreams money can buy Three racks just spent on my Marty McFly's Now I'm back to the future my career deja-vu you When you muthafuckers thought I would hardly survive Pushno shotsbut nothing goes unseen It's coming clear I've noticed It's a different face you're showing I don't imagine it could be this way so jealous Only you can tell it tell me why Two sides what the game'll do Bring money fame to you Stackin' mine nigga ye high Standin' on it like a pedestal Couldn't imagine a better view From the poolhouse you see four cars Bad bitches they skinny dippin' Mixed college bitches with porn stars Bloggers get your trace on five-hundreds horses race on Coke ties that coke dries it's cemented it's baked on Eghck That's based on the life of a nigga who ain't said nothin' Trunk tight trunk white can't relate if you ain't bled nothin' Now that there said somethin' don't make me have to dead nothin' You askin' me to tell you why you niggas never had nothin' Folarin back the hardest out I put us on the map Shoutout to Norfolk kicks from Portland my hoes from Portsmouth Y'all nick and dime if a brick was 'round you might need a forklift Can't fuck with us 'cause me and my niggas ride Giuseppe Zanotti I beg your pardon respiratory full of Nesta Marley Three something for an after party and Balenciaga I filled Arenas twice Tell these motherfuckers get me doe Iceberg Shorty mu' fuck your Disney store Got Zamunda furs don't know how Akeem but Pusha's semi cold Behind these walls still in our thoughts the city know In the midst of negativity A positive sight can be blurred And the visions that we thought were good Seems to let evil occur While still possessing our human form We live life searching for greatness since the day we was born And as we bow our heads at night rich wealthy Or poor with dislike we pray asking for Forgiveness for our sinful ways With mind body spirit and faith we pray I wrote it myself by the way Yo Young Jeezy Jizzle Snowman We gotta give the streets what they want man Fuck the goddamn shit You like that don't you I wrote it myself by the way And I don't mean to be selfish But I picture myself getting paid And you might catch pneumonia 'cause I'm colder than a elf on a sleigh Me and Pusha back on it Now everybody help us pray Lord forgive my sins and all my friends Dollars make sense I'm trying to get paid Trying to get saved time to get paid Got a gun and a stocking mask Niggas thought I was trying to get waves I'mma let all ya'll niggas pray for it My young niggas knocking off a K for it Sold my soul on the back-end Only fucking way I'mma pay for it Front that shit you put a flame on My niggas locked in a cage for They keep telling me to go hard #1 spot you was made for Yuugh I made more Front of the grill got a racehorse California Crayola red Fuck niggas stepping in my lane for Not knowing that it's a land mine Soon as a nigga feels a cool breeze Throw the top up like a gang sign Red or blue Crip or Blood Solitaires diamond studs Like chandeliers I'mma flood Black Jesus piece like it's dipped in mud Fashion gods notice mine Rollerball spikes I'm Pokemon Paris shit Louboutin Under bright lights where do you belong Please Lord yeah it's gettin realer everyday Niggas killin' niggas starving niggas they can't find no yay See at first they roll around and their bills they cannot pay So some be trappin' some be dyin' bow our heads and let us pray Amen Amen how many people do you know hatin' On your downfall sitting their waitin' When you shine don't know what they gonna say then Everything I do now stadiums So tell me what they really gon' say to him Nigga you'll get it when pigs fly When Yeezy fake Devil's pie I need a break God's chap Jesus Christ club like a broken neck I need the ice I need the lights uhh In Egypt they fightin' for freedom Cop pull you over for no reason beat him I got them units packed in that black van like the A-Team Saleen yeah that's a Mustang Break 'em down in the night that's what I call hustling They say they want that dumb shit well this is ignorant Condo on the timepiece yeah now that's ignorant Instead I bought a half a block and tried to sew up half the streets Guess who's pickin' up a trey Just an ordinary day With extraodinary pay extraordinary risk Can't even explain got an extraordinary wrist I talk it 'cause I lived it man this shit ain't really nothin' to me Please Lord help it's gettin realer everyday Niggas killin' niggas starving niggas they can't find no yay See at first they roll around and their bills they cannot pay So some be trappin' some be dyin' bow our heads and let us pray Amen You ain't broke bread 'til you taste the devil's pie They say his laugh sounds like an angel when he cries What better camouflage when the halo's your disguise Them wings don't fly your traitor is your neighbor At your front porch and he's handing you your paper Bathrobe on but the sword's underneath And he wanna see your blood as it pours in the street It's the mark of the beast The meek shall inherit the Earth the weak shall inherit the dirt You each should have perished at birth stillborn or aborted Every street tax gotta come with an audit Either your life or your loved ones straight razor From the village where the thugs from Same corner that you copping all your drugs from He a hero but he unsung I'm the one Ayo homie the chambers is thirty-six they new and improved Now make a move these guns whistle sizzle up dudes Who got big mouths no power Run in the bank with no dollars got the nerve to switch crews We better than the rest of 'em my guess is the estrogen And all the money we got we move like the Mexicans A cartel compound a carvel a large scale in Scarsdale I fuck with golf now Shallah is ill Yeah the coke is fresh straight out of Bermuda yo Or chilling on a beach in Boca Chica With tuna salads and palaces yo we smoke out them chalices Passing of the balances of bread to the Island since Ninetety-nineteen-four the blow was just more Then we would come trough with rifles rockin Nike boots and war A real nigga's invention that came from a henchman Who blew up now throw the Wu up that's my redemption God I was Lucifer's neighbor You wouldn't believe some of the things these people do for this paper Moving with lasers under Rugers Make a move you make the papers lose lose situation Sweat or blood you get to choose what you bathe in The chemists cookwork the runners footwork The custies took work the soldiers put work in On any of the motherfuckers who fucked up good work Bosses tell 'em 'Good work ' that's just how the hood work Northface bubble with eight bundles under it Gold front upper-lip smile while I was hugging it I lied I wasn't Lucifer's neighbor he who I'm fucking with My moms threw that snow in her nose but I would hustle it Champ hoodie Mongoose with the pegs Clap your stoop up hit moms duke in her legs That's beef nigga y'all ain't street niggas Y'all peep niggas write it down and try to be niggas Fucking everything neck heavy swing Second-hand swept across that pretty Breitling In that Nissan Honda Chevy thing peddling Whatever bring 'fetti in steadily I fed my whole team Drug dealer been that nigga half my life You niggas talking but you ain't never seen 'em Imagine being first name basis with the kingpin In this art of war my pen stroke is Picasso Niggas get the picture I ain't got to paint the nostrils You know my origins is over when Fat black bitches singing over organs Die for a dollar pride you don't swallow You save that for the one you buying red bottoms Yuugh That's the price you gotta pay for it All's fair in love and war she masquerade for it Trick or treat fuck your shit I earned it off the books Now listen to me vent When you sitting watch it's like the tires being spent Shots from everywhere but they never make a dent Knight in shining armor Mistake me for the villain 'cause my vengeance is your karma Yeah fear is knowing you're a goner This music to my soul 'cause it's death before dishonor Check Got the tongue of a pimp raised by a dirty preacher That used the church money to cop a new Beamer Got the heart of a child raised by a prostitute That bought his momma the rubbers when a John came through It's the microphone methadone greatest ever etched in stone You ain't getting pussy like your prom date had a chaperone Popping pills got a nigga brain like a labyrinth Called the ho on purpose but I got the brain on accident Nigga I'm your majesty show up with a bag of weed Rolled a blunt so perfect thought it came up out a factory My manuscript leave a man ripped of all his dreams The insomniac with nightmares in sixteens I'm a wet dream dry sense of humor Travel in class like a high school rumor No one really cares if you embarrass us with style 'Cause when it comes to them raps you been letting us down So tell em why you're mad son Gotta get it off your chest let em know how you feel son You gotta say what you say It don't matter they gonna say a nigga hating anyway America you need a miracle Beyond spiritual I need a realer view I hold a mirror to it These ain't new problems they just old ways I see one time turn sunshine into Freddie Gray Just another nigga dead just another nigga dead Not guilty still I'm filthy In FOX eyes we the dark side So they tell you lies You gotta see what Chief Keef see Brenda's baby next door to the candy lady Same project as Candy Man where they still doing hand-in-hands Sunday to Sunday pastor only want one day Grandma praying someday But God can't hear it over gun play Woo Still a target but the badge is the new noose Yeah we all see it but cellphones ain't enough proof I don't got no march in me I can't turn the other cheek While they testing your patience they just testing my reach Funeral flowers every twenty-eight hours Being laid over ours Sworn to protect and serve but who really got the power Looking over their allowances Building prisons where the mountains is Laptops is for the county kids Metal detectors is where ours is They'll never re-write this like they re-wrote history The fact that the Statue of Liberty was black is a goddamn mystery And so it goes every truth don't get told All these cops get cleared and lives are stole Every goose don't lay gold whoa Just another nigga dead just another nigga dead They call in the National Guard Public Enemy I am Chuck D Flavor Flav in Louis V but I'm Huey P Woo The new elite it's either you or me Let the sunshine 'cause their dark clouds try to ruin me Malice found religion Tony found prison I'm just tryna find my way out this fucking kitchen A birds eye view got me channelling my vision Turn one to two now the kilo's got a sibling Father knows best wash my hands all's forgiven We kicking up dust like the colosseum floors Walls full of safes like they mausoleum doors Pussy getting wet as she walking through my morgue Grants Jacksons no room for George Yeh the fear of God's in you muthafuckas This art imitate my life Your World Star Hip Hop fame based off imitation white Eliminate the fool's gold and imitation ice My music for your soul inspiration for your life Every dime I made in this life wasn't disastrous Help my young bitch see my way through the Bachelors Sent my old bitch right back to get her Masters Same graduation I was clapping in the rafters The truth hurts everytime it's revealed What goes around comes around this is life's ferris wheel Grab hold and reverse the steering wheel As I parrallel park Kentucky Derby on the grill The fact that I'm free lets me know God is great Ten year marathon of me selling concentrate These rappers talk crowns but I'd rather talk fear Villain like Candyman say my name and I'll appear No weapon formed against me shall prosper Hakuna matata feet up sipping java Strolling up the totem poll what's my only problem Scrolling through my Rolodex who shall bear my toddler So many hands raised as the band plays I'm here now watch how many nigga's plans change First class flights Ciroc soaked nights Waking up to models what a motherfuckin life Tell her throw that ass in a circle Throw that ass in a circle Tell her show what that work do Tell her throw that ass in a circle Tell her throw that ass in a circle yeah Geeked up bitch Urkel She gon' throw that ass in a circle yeah Throw that ass in a circle She gon' throw it back for a boss Look back for a boss Make it clap for a boss Clean it up for a boss Gettin' head in my drawers Gettin' head with my drawers on Party Friday like a boss Maserati like a boss ayy yeah I can't be bothered with paying homage to forefathers See the future like the car show floor models Both feet in the snow so that my core follows We don't mourn for the dead nigga we pour bottles Drown sorrows ocean blue Murcielagos Started with similac powder in a baby bottle The formula is warning ya Crack kills offerings to the coroner Kill my eldest brother Nigga I'll be damned Gator at my momma's house welcome to zombie land A hustler's paradise a lucky pair of dice Down forty but a streak will have you square by night Didn't bat an eye I at it kept the poker face 'Cause the batter I add had the coca base When you get to heaven's door they won't hold a space If you numb like the flesh on a smoker's face There's no feeling like your bitch chin chilling right You in Italian leather and you're four wheeling right You know you're up when you count a quarter mil in white And if you down you can slang it like a pillow fight I'm a wizard at it nigga here's the magic Make a small town feel like I throw a blizzard at it Get the green from the scale like a lizard had it Bear witness as I unveil this instant classic The Second Coming is in the second verse The first coming still here so I'll need a hearse I got a voodoo doll every time I pen a verse Not only do they say they feel it but say it hurts No pain no gain nigga They say I'm heating up welcome to the flame nigga No matter the success still the same nigga I only change when the new body came nigga Aerodynamic roof panoramic My credit score let the dealer take full advantage Paid over sticker price cash under handed Gotta time manage when you heaving snow Able to drop it all at thirty and be free to go Only deal with divas on a need to know And what you need to know is when you need to go They'll be no waiting I have no patience This is the end for all my unrecognized greatness I'm here now nigga pardon my lateness You can hear in every bar and every cadence It's the new god flow ain't it The last supper for you niggas now repainted Take position on the chess board and rearrange it Face to face with the truth get reacquainted Half a year later still ain't heard an album greater The natives want me out of the office back on the pavement Jokers at the top know the king is nothin' to play with 9 to 5 money is just as sweet as the grave shift Chopper next to me in every picture Osama Oh mama they question my starting line up You only find a diamond from diggin' like coal miners Don't listen to 'em Desiigner The same rappers talkin' next year will be Uber drivers Chanel dad hats but you don't know that they got 'em Trap door shopper they rotate the wall So you will never see me as you rotate the mall Me myself and I we like a hamster in the wheel Rolls emblem Black Virginian Pull in a neighborhood I don't blend in Album of the year contender every year The kitchen's full of work it's blenders everywhere Blended bitches everywhere that do the most They never seen with him so they fuck his ghost Invisible man timepiece with the invisible hands MJ remember the time they counted in sand hourglass But mine come with purse and heels And the DIY Gucci with the crest and shields It's too far gone when the realest ain't real I walk amongst the clouds so your ceilings ain't real These niggas Call of Duty 'cause their killings ain't real With a questionable pen so the feelin' ain't real I can paint the picture with the words if you listen The bar's been lowered the well's run dry They beefin' over melodies but no not I If they factor in the truth I just might blow by To all hustlas with the same interest Bow your heads as the Lord's mentioned Prayer service held in the kitchen I wish they never found Jimmy Henchmen I'm what dreams are made of Cocaine Ronald gave us Then Nancy tried to save us By that time we had Motorola pagers Now we push button start motors Yacht owners you small ballin' that's Pop Warner Menage a trois in the bath house Blew money on 'em bitches never bad mouth You glass slipper bad whores I just cash out You open doors I open jaws and pass out Luxury is just my lifestyle I'm Scott free with a million dollar bright smile You niggas gettin' money I never hear about it The bricks fell I skip jail live to tell about it I'm what dreams are made of Sell that pussy to me I'd rather buy it baby Look at ya purse you need the help you can't deny it baby I'm what dreams are made of Yeah Louboutins under sweats A hundred just landed from responding to a text Niggas talk money but I'm still unimpressed When these thousand dollar sneakers got me feeling underdressed Hip Hop bores me hustlers applaud me Too much school boy not enough rude boy Nothing match the feeling of pulling up in that new toy And it ain't even half of my safe tuck like the Jew boy It says kilometers all on my speedometer Cocaine under my tongue like thermometer I got the fever I never took a breather Need a way out like Nas needed an Ether Like Mike Vick chased by PETA More pony hairs more zebras More pythons more lizards You niggas gettin' money I never hear about it The bricks fell I skip jail live to tell about it I'm what dreams are made of Sell that pussy to me I'd rather buy it baby Look at ya purse you need the help you can't deny it baby I'm what dreams are made of It's like an itch you can't scratch It's like a bitch you can't shake Sleeping with the finest the thread count is bindless Security blanket of cocaine I am Linus In this climate I'm Kareem Burke tied in The Roc's silent partner I ain't throwing up the diamond Throwing on the shearling collars up bottles up Sparkles to the table got him feeling like he's Merlin Whirlwind powder makes your world spin Learn from OGs Alfa Romeos and Sterlings Updated that upgraded that Suffocation blue in the inside's potato sack Yeah talk money shit I'm made of that Cocaine parties like the seventeen I cater that You know what fame is Sitting with the woman of your dreams and forgetting what her name is You know what pain is Flushing two bricks and trying to have a nigga strain it out the drainage Grew up watching momma car repo'd A little nigga staring through the peep hole How you think I felt knowing daddy wasn't there Recycling cans 'cause nobody ever cared Get it how you live always echoed in the streets When we talking business talking on the phone cease Feds listening to conversations through my OnStar Piecing puzzles together solving homicides of I's Dice game chatter better bring your stash out Red velour I'm in the white glass house Half a ticket bitches quick to drop it on the scale City of dope where real nigga sell yay' Everyday a nigga dies and we can't ask why Showing more love to bitches fucked on the side Tony Montana tailor made suits in the church Rolls Royce Corniche trunk full of work Gucci pass the crease off everything I climb in I win Richard Mille Tourbillon remarkable timing Black label everything logos in the lining Bell Biv DeVoe push poison like a copper head Powder falls smoke clears through the walking dead The Rose bottles pour for the champions You'd think it was a Grammy win celebration spills Through the morning like an Ambien bitches love my ambience Chain swinging ticker taping like it's Mardi Gras Thousand niggas deep never needed body guards Thousand ki's that I'm about to do Pilates on Wear the king's crown like the grill a Maserati's on Catty corner parked doors ajar on a stripper Blew a fuse and caught a body on cocaine storaging Liva living dreams y'all DeLoreans is pouring in Mami tryna land a Sinatra So she don't fuck niggas with Apple watches 'Cause Rolex shopping is more exciting Shout out to dopeboy lit 16 swipers Howard homecoming kingpins Movie on my neck with the screen gems Me and my nigga havin' bottle wars 40 thousand on the floor when them bottles pour Cameo tryna sue a nigga 'Cause I party hard like it's three of me America's still abusing us And nine eleven is the Ku Klux So why wouldn't I fire back When every day them niggas shooting us True enough I'm out of line You better stand for something before you out of time This is crime by design If the crown ain't mine tell me who am I behind Yeah I'm taking niggas' lunch money Too bad I was fucking hungry Real niggas don't notice you I'm the only dopeboy quotable Poppy get me everything I want Riding 'round with Miguel Cotto in the trunk What I'm cooking in the kitchen niggas Bobby Brown New Edition niggas What I'm wearing in this blizzard nigga Mink leather or it's lizard nigga Saint Laurent I'm in all layers The mannequin to you ballplayers Shout out my Mac-11 monster Grew up on Nintendo playing Contra A hundred bodies on his timeline What's the price of success Lost my bitch bought a chef Watch looking like a jeweler's heaven Hottest seven I'm so alive Your bank account Swiss nigga so is mine This is crime by design If the crown ain't mine tell me who am I behind Yeah I'm taking niggas' lunch money Too bad I was fucking hungry Real niggas don't notice you I'm the only dopeboy quotable Heavy is the head that wears the crown These niggas heads is too light Put the Fear of God in these niggas Pusha It's like the changing of the guards We changing out the frauds I gave these lions heart like my name ended in Oz Long time coming Sam Cooking up these bars Still Eddy Caning see the fiends sunk in jaws Push a ton pledge allegiance to the raw Known dope dealer that escaped without a scar I'm Buddy Lee so lucky me see I'm home Wish I could jailbreak my team like an iPhone Squilly told me take this motherfucker by storm Get the money and they bitches bring the prize home So as I embark this where begin start I write my own happy ending nigga pen sharp My life's a Kodak moment I need a frame for it The Penthouse's bed needs a crane for it I'm fuckin on it exotic bitch from out the rainforest So many bitches it's a blur I take the blame for it God in heaven knows what I feel inside Responsible for all this inner-city genocide I'll be damned if I let Yale campus vilify As I uplift this art form ceiling high I can't identify with your one death We lose thousands over here you speakin' one breath Outsiders looking in like using one ref My zip cam point of view to you is one step Closer to clarity not a parody How cocaine single handedly carried me Escaped clever through the fox hole narrowly They kick dirt up on my name until they bury me I just shake it off then I shake a leg A lot of time to make up is what Jacob said The fans fell for your act I tell you break a leg Then guns shots going off that'll awake the dead I got some killers so don't push me Juicy J be on some mob shit Waiting by your doorstep hidin' in the bushes If it comes down to it ain't no thing but to do it Got a vest on got a gun that can really do it You niggas playin' with real niggas' money get fronted One day you is the plug next day you're in the dumpster Couldn't keep it one hundred you're thirty-two percent The police got you on a leash nigga you a bitch Give yo' ass that body work nigga we spraying Ridin' with three K's nigga I ain't talking bout the Klan This ain't no arcade nigga so quit playing It's eating time me and my niggas buffeting Give yo' ass that body work nigga we spraying Ridin' with three K's nigga I ain't talking bout the Klan This ain't no arcade nigga so quit playing It's eating time me and my niggas buffeting You don't know about this life nigga Earning all of these stripes nigga Kilograms Peter Pans Pack holders on bikes nigga Throwin bitches on flights nigga They ain't know that they're dykes nigga 'Til the money's out and the bottle's pouring They're in the midst of they life nigga Rose gold on my wrist this Rolex like Devil's piss This Daytona illuminate y'all think I'm talking that devil shit This's fifty racks no bezel shit Like blood diamonds it's rebel shit This more guns this more bodies We call shots they nobodies They fuck niggas they owe prolly Who's fuckin with me Nobody When the guns drawn they're so sorry Spraying niggas now the Lord got 'em Bullets out the barrel make your body jerk Fuck with my money and I'll hit you that body work Bad bitches on deck nigga Money power respect nigga Cop cook collect nigga You was never no threat nigga Everybody be rap dissin' I catch niggas I check niggas These goons with me don't spit no verse Just limo service they stretch niggas Black 'maro 2 S nigga Couple birds on my neck nigga Everytime them hoes see me 2 gats no vest nigga Strapped up like i'm a cowboy Stand tall like that Yao boy This gold roley thats on my wrist Leprechaun prolly die for Young boys that's on my strip They'll kill anything I say ride on Tell them niggas call us if they're out of work 'Cause we lifting weights but we don't do no body work Shout my lawyer all the crazy shit I ever did You know we not backing down Diamonds flash like Kodak though Straight cash nigga fuck that loan Seven digits on that phone Money so long smoke a whole zone Getting blood money tryna put my 'cause on Bitch I'm on fire got my jaw wired Sex money murder Peter Rollack Body work chopper work like a techno song Twenty thou' a show I just hope my nigga Max come home Money fast diamonds flash like high beams Make it rain in this bitch like Hurricane Irene They call him a crack dealer I am like Warhol A nigga paint a picture of a bullet for all y'all Now crawl for him My sophomore jinx is more minks But only for my mother she'll use 'em as couch covers You niggas cheapening my All-Star Weekends If y'all can't swim in the deep end then watch nigga Yuugh And I ain't never had to watch nigga Rich or wealthy pick your poison I think I paid for one too many abortions Another Celine it's like a routine It's like ferris wheel of waist trainers and Seven jeans Her new body's in my new body Make her in an hourglass that's my new hobby Rich nigga shit how I blew my first million Luckily was somethin' in the ceiling keep dealin Talk numbers but never talk 'em to me though When you're the link to what fits in the keyhole The last cocaine superhero I got the cape on to cover kilos The villain wins the evolution of Nino Goddamn Batman holy toledo Nah you ain't talkin' to me though The Robb Report of the snort Kings hold court Lawyers get bought Palms get greased when them cases get fought No felony what the fuck is you tellin' me Reduced to simple assault It cost to keep it hush-hush Ended up sellin' my Bat Mobile The crash don't kill It's how you survives it Rebound on niggas I nine live'd it Couldn't miss a Super Bowl or a Cancun Bitches ain't respecting niggas not in full bloom So the neck is full moon I'm living a lie she live for this life And loving the Alaia pumps Rich nigga shit how I lost my second million Luckily was somethin' in the ceiling keep dealin ya Talk numbers but never talk 'em to me though When you're the link to what fits in the keyhole The last cocaine superhero I got the cape on to cover kilos The villain wins the evolution of Nino Goddamn Batman holy toledo Nah you ain't talkin' to me though Ten toes deep in the trap nigga I'm good here Feelin' like Tony reading words on the Goodyear So no threat be on your steps with the whole hood there Yeah shoot up shit then we blow the scene Nothing to lose attitude like Ron from Arizona It's homicide when I slide up on ya Reporting live from the project benches Hella caine dope in cellophane dirty syringes Heron zombies street-walking on three-week binges I'm weighing bricks on the scale they put the lunch meat on I'm Nino Brown in the projects Yes Curtis Jackson in his pyrex Get rich or die tryin' is my mindset And spend it all until I'm swallowing dirt 'Cause I ain't never see a Brinks truck follow a hearse I ain't never see a dead man taking the stand I ain't never see a nigga swallow a bullet And live to talk about it 'Bout that bread I drop a coffin 'bout it You watched me go through hell now watch me walk up out it Nigga shit that's how I lost three million Luckily was somethin' in the ceiling keep dealin ya Too many clicks in the dial tone I'm my city's Willy Falcon How you niggas celebrating Alpo Interior rustic the mustard-colored wall's adjusted Trap doors everywhere Macs come out the floor dinners at the Forge Four Seasons all four seasons It's good to have a getaway for no reason Concierge never speak 'cause this week look like last week Cellphone at the back patio I didn't have to make a cameo to get it off I hope you betting on the sleeper It all started on a beeper Now they asking for the feature Till I'm steppin' out the bleachers Drug money kicked around like it's FIFA Yuugh Pops up like dandruff Beverly Hills Jed Clampett A shotgun wedding to collect my ransom Cameo Chris Hansen I'm at your door You don't wanna know him if you owe him I done boxed in cars and had to tow 'em I done laid in lawns when they didn't mow 'em Even hogtied wives I had to show 'em That I mean business I mean everything I say no witness No forgiveness Souls of Mischief It's on through infinity my arms are endless Your arms too short to box with God Might send a bitch a Elie Saab She fucks and robs Ten grand just to touch the job Close range she don't duck and dodge You can't trust them odds Now they asking for the feature Till I'm steppin' out the bleachers Drug money kicked around like it's FIFA I hope you pussy muthafuckas die Wish death upon they soul until they burnin' in a fire I'm the illest mothafucka breathin' fuck yo rhyme or yo reason I made my way way I found my road road Woo how the fuck I owe you local niggas I'm a global nigga Champs-elysees shopper Looked up to Eric B and dope dealer chain rockers Where was you when I was bleeding Disappointed and battling my demons I just want to ride Italian leather acting like you don't know me Euro designer palace fuck my bitch on Missoni And I feel like they want to take my life Be careful what you say be careful what you do Tell them what they want to hear but stay from the truth It ain't enough that I struggle through my career Less appreciated when I was part of a pair Pushed an envelope full of truth like I was dared Depiction and the depth was the proof that I was there It's no question in my origins Photo album full of Polaroids they're still pointing in Couple million records sold still say I'm poisoning Seven different SIM cards bringing all that mortar in Brick by brick nigga all you add is water in We ain't got to touch hands nigga put your order in I just want to float through clouds Hermes seams on my towels No overly gaudy shit just the diamonds on the dials Woo and I'm still buying mo' guns Mo' money mo' murder nigga choose one Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy Seeing is believin' believe when you see it They saying I'm the best shit I'm just trying to be it They tied me to a mountain of it I just try to ski it Long distance wireless Kinect like I Wii it 'Cause it's way over their heads when I Ray Allen 3 it I'm Rondo on the bongos when giving you my convo We ain't been home since we were snatched out the Congo Toast to progress as I'm staring out my condo Made it this far and I ain't never been a Tonto Yuh as you compare me to a fuckin' rookie You can't respect the new school when you played hookie Cooked white turned it tan sold world Snooki School of Hard Knocks look at where the game took me To the limit like Montana with better grammar Bigger homes with bigger guns and better cameras You are now listening to the future Open your eyes nigga and see what I see Don't mind me I'm just here to restore the feeling Yeah I'm just here to restore the feeling You feel the pressure yeah I never pitched a penny in a wishing well I laid it all on a fishing scale And an apron that hung from a kitchen nail Straight from my memoirs as I kiss and tell Big faces like Rushmore touch more Fashion trailblazers trendsetters look to us for The next mission when the tide dries up With no innervision yet they eyes wide shut Fifteen years abducting spies like us Confidential informants disguised like us Jail doesn't resonate with guys like us Told Wesley at the Oscars to slide like us Didn't listen so prison is what they did to him Accountant unscathed millions is what they hid through him Same principles you must adhere Lohans get the breaks the T.I.'s we just steer through 'em The odds is against us No excuses though we just play harder Hustle smarter yeah They done freed Weezy Congratulations my nigga The flow plays limbo courtesy of Timbo Strip it down nigga Jim Joe I build it better nigga ten fold La Ferrari from the Enzo The stencil inspired by Kenzo The roof is like Ghostface can it be so simple My dogs bring it back now you name a better kennel I keep cash case Feds connect me Case kids kidnap me kids can get back me Not concerned with your rap beef Poetic justice watching you sock puppets Fuck it I got my dope boys covered Thou shalt not covet what thou cannot budget I bury 2 mil in the Caymans they can't touch it Fuck it I got my dope boys covered Fuck it I got the dope boys covered Trap phone gun at your backbone Graduated from the corner where the crack's thrown Back talk to your momma now you act grown Listening to Young Dolph till the pack gone I relate to 'em I'm a Pyrex God shit I'm great to 'em All of you lil' niggas quote all of the wrong figures Poke all of the wrong bitches And follow the wrong niggas Whichever rapper hot at the moment Don't realize he a candle till he blow it I gave y'all the game it's decoded The only thing left is to grow it Drop a shoe start a Play Cloths or two It's all hustlin' so deja vu Still a nigga unwrap bricks I'ma dye on that money like a bank got hit sniff Game too emo I'm too Nino Must stay low-key I play Reno I'm so Pesci too Casino We Sinatra Sammy Dinos Outlandish so illegal So Carlito so Pacino We sip vino the grapes of wrath Money counter go till it breaks in half Coupes the flagship it feels like futon Palm the paddle shift abuse the redline The home is ranch style reflects the poolside Powder paved the way the sword got two sides Mules are flying in the drive from Tucson The dash is hollowed out we shortened the fuel line Connect is in Panama in bed with the cruise lines You're sweet to me diabetes Breakfast of champions they need Wheaties Carrying the torch the Olympic four rings I'm a javelin throw from the crowning of the king I hear em whisper like a hummingbird sings Of all the trust issues that a hundred birds bring Now the wolves out hunting for your bling You're preying on the bitches with the lowest self esteem It's a common running theme Disciple or Black stone what you look to Christ for We in the last days fire or the ice storm I wear it in my chain as a symbol of a crime lord Let's be honest the cards on the table Jealousy's a sin Cain killed Abel Backstabber Caesar had Brutus It's hard to weed 'em out even Jesus had Judas Now that you're focused I'm glad that you noticed The realest nigga here It's kinda chilly being the coldest Me and Timbo in that two-door making our Otis Now witness the chosen It's just different here Monte Carlo nights let her throw the dice Play in paradise All I know is white Get the powder gone Bitches love to shop levitate the mall Mattress full of money let it break the fall Woo She used to fly on a buddy pass They say when the money go you hope that your honey last I been preaching since money cash for hoes And I promise I hardly see you From where I am it's so hard to see you Got money I've been different ever since Maybe it's me and my arrogance Who are you who are you anyway Who are you We don't know you I'm the fire and the base I'm admired by the greats This to each and every rap nigga I look you liars in the face Cold case Rolls Wraith Big dipper constellation in the ceiling see the stars See the jewelry all rock no guitar Who you know better with the raw Bogota she like finessing niggas She gets a Range Rover Sport And got seats on the court from the best of niggas I never bit at that apple I never lost my El Chapo I can still grab it and bag it and capsule Covered in white like I walked in the chapel I'm that cold And I promise I hardly see you From where I am it's so hard to see you Got money I've been different ever since Maybe it's me and my arrogance Who are you who are you anyway Who are you We don't know you The last dope dealer Red leather in a room full of Thrillers The mamas they zombies Chase a nigga for the money they behind me Woo safe look like it got a printer Ain't no rappers in that Sprinter Ain't no saints only sinners What bitch ain't fucked a winner I'm a blue ribbon nigga Talk down on you two pigeon niggas Front five or better Yeah I got a mountain of it you could climb forever I'm only in the company of kings I made a power move and it's everything it seems Before Ye signed me I was getting out my dreams Standing on the shoulders of twenty thousand fiends Every time a nigga wanna try and turn a profit Folks rush in three letters try and stop it One letter short but still muthafuck the DA We play by the rules as they try to crack the code Combination locks to the kilo's that I hold Leopard print Louboutins prowling the concrete Rollerballs come alive just like Jumanji You know where to find me Greenhouse a circle of top whores Mandarin Gansevoort any of them top floors 35 large took it right out the top drawer Still got a throwaway phone in my sock draw It's like raid spraying on you roaches The AK is an animal it is ferocious A nigga wanna sing hope he is the dopest Watch that nigga disappear hocus pocus Ring ring a nigga won't sing 'less he is an insomniac he'll die in a dream You can tell I went to school on a small yellow bus Never bothered me strong arm robbery I went from powdered Jelly donuts to taking them Os From my high school sweetheart to fucking more hoes Look I'm all grown up and I dun blown up Nigga ain't much changed in fact things are the same I'm the definition of shooter gun of choice the Ruger You'll take my word for it or make me do it to ya I'm a magnet to murder when I'm in the mood Get convicted through the forensics when you walk in my shoes I'm bad news you niggas know the verdict I'm filthy Drop Phantom is milky white on white Twenty-four inches blades I'm skatin' red eyes Smoking that bomb shit I'm Satan Nigga surprise fifty back on fire Fifty back running round this bitch strapped hitman for hire It's like raid spraying on you roaches The AK is an animal it is ferocious A nigga wanna sing hope he is the dopest Watch that nigga disappear hocus pocus I sit with the liars duck tape and tiers Been lost their soul they just waiting on the fire Innocent faces with a shit load of priors Something out of nothing a team full of MacGyvers Deep sea dive for the fishscale Tryna find a better price man that ship sailed Take a breath and head back if that shit failed Drop weight like an anchor then you set sail Hell freeze over like the watch I put the sleeve over Engine devil scream when I turn the key over Pirelli's on the street rolling like a steam roller Bitches double team when I have my sleepovers This is tailor-made drug dealer theme music Test it on your tongue or either watch a fiend do it I got you hooked and I laugh as you lean to it It's like raid spraying on you roaches The AK is an animal it is ferocious A nigga wanna sing hope he is the dopest Watch that nigga disappear hocus pocus Big up di numba one awtist inna di rap game Pusha T Me waa unnu kno seh nuhbody nah fuck wid da bwoy yah in or outta music Di money nah stop run Nuhbody nuh ave di lyrics nuh body nuh ave di style or fashion weh him have Fi him program sort out differnt from unnu Unnu a rampin business caa who When him touch mike everybody haffi puddung an run weh The dead has arisen My niggas still in prison though Til they free none's forgiven It's only one mission it's only one magician All-Star's in Houston this year I'm still fishin' The plug's playground where them hoes play around That's the energy I'm missin' A thousand drug dealers with the cruelest intentions Vengeance is mine says the Lord Throwin' shots at niggas 'cause I'm bored and they whores I'm Kobe goin' for his sixth ring while that church choir sing I'mma lean 'til they crown me king of New Orleans You laptop hot just internet warm Down-low for downloads don't get caught up in my storm Fuck nigga you just internet porn Now we don't gotta fake it no more the line's drawn I'm too much dope dealer for rap niggas Too much closer to every trap nigga I'm just preachin' facts nigga I'm more biased to the coke-dealin' Coupe drivers And bad bitches steered wrong by they loose mamas It's the wrath of the caine Lord Father I don't mean to be a bother I'm just prayin' you'll protect me on this road Trackin' choppers in the highway patrol It ain't right but it's white and it's right And I know once I get there that it's sold Lord Father I don't mean to be a bother I'm just prayin' you'll protect me on this road While I get this dough One man cowboy speed limit timid Chevy Malibu we graduated from them renteds Lost one-hundred large on the last time we sent it It's only four letters I ain't worried 'bout a sentence Travelin' the distance stayin' off the white line Alphabet boys out prayin' what they might find I hate the Carolinas racial profiler Say you smokin' marijuanas fuck you talkin 'bout My piss is clearer than my mama's with her church wig on Thousand grams thousand hands thousand furs thousand bands Hundred thousand dollar horse all-star we stylin' in You niggas ain't takin' road trips for real Route thirteen with the vacuum seal Pre-paid Legal on my window shield I feel better knowin' that the donor is anonymous See my diamond is growin' Tugboat or car tow we summertime snowin' Reasonable Doubt flowin' on your niggas Snub thirty-eight with the matte black trigger When How Can I Be Down was filled with crack niggas This track dictates everything I'm supposed to say So have mercy on this soul that I've thrown away Although it's cliche the devil had a hold of me This greedy motherfucker couldn't put the blow away Bitches blowing kisses and rappers throwing disses Hoping to land their ass on all top 5 lists I wish you niggas well you niggas wish I fail You gonna make me bear these arms like a Chippendale Squeeze off on him leave cross on him By the time the bodies found there's peat moss on him I could show all you the ways in which crime pays My drug ring's a multi-million dollar crime wave Two ranch homes both dockside Get this money back counter-clockwise Little bubble on the cut like peroxide The poison in the car is not carbon monoxide I ask forgiveness lord in hopes of getting more Then beg forgiveness for the same thing he forgave me for I wasn't crazy poor see I was lazy more A thousand kilos cross his lines that you can't ignore I felt entitled to it not how the bible do it My bright eyes exposed to how the hood idols do it I just took a page then I took the stage Then put the face of that Rollie in that diamond cage I tried to tame the beast best I could no leash I stood the test of time air-tight no leaks Not a squeak not a peep of a word I done lived half my life in arms reach of a bird Have mercy on me they put curses on me I could've been six feet or had nurses on me It was written like these tatted Bible verses on me I feel the weight upon my shoulders like the church is on me You don't do all the shit that I done and make it through and not be forgiven This is the Wrath of Caine motherfuckers You will not be able to stay home brotha You will not be able to plug in turn on and cop out You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip out for beer during commercials Because the revolution will not be televised This right here for the number one Number ones here with your number one You ain't number one just another one Now everybody sayin' that they number one Ring the alarm the caterpillar keeps firing Ohh we in the war where butterflies keep dyin' I'm a product of Parker Lewis and Kubiak If I didn't do this where in the fuck would you be at See there's a difference between us what I spit hit arenas You a drip from my penis I eat lions and sip hyenas You number one when it come to slaughtering mics I'm tryna be number one in my son and daughter life Uhh all you niggas my little rapper babies Y'all my children y'all bit my shit and contracted rabies Don't you grade me next to these rappers baby that's degrading My style got so many different facets I switch into so many different passions I'm skippin' class to be fascinatin' My pen is like Big Ben this shit's just a classic waiting Your favorite rapper come at me I just decapitate him I hate congratulating these has-beens who had their highs These rappers only won their matches because they strategize I bring Attica to these patterns and here's my battle cry Ring the alarm the caterpillar is firing Ohh we in the war where butterflies keep dyin' This right here for the number one Number ones here with your number one You ain't number one just another one Now everybody sayin' that they number one Kid think your number won't quit Number one song get your number one chick Number one fly with your number one kick When it's all done then your number gon' switch Hold up wait a minute Guess what I'ma never do Show so much respect to you That I feel like we're friends so now we no longer competitors That could be the death of you Never let someone who's not as smart as you Gas you up and tell you somethin' you never knew Always stay professional you always gon' make revenue Don't let people next to you that don't want the best for you It's completely normal to hold on to a regret or two I do what I wanna do they do what I let them do Everything these niggas be sayin' is a fuckin' lie It's nothing I can say to you that is realer Remember when you praisin' the butterfly Don't you ever disrespect the fuckin' caterpillar This right here for the number one Number ones here with your number one You ain't number one just another one Now everybody sayin' that they number one Kid think your number won't quit Number one song get your number one chick Number one fly with your number one kick When it's all done then your number gon' switch You're looking at Attila the psychopathic killer the caterpillar Don't tell me when I'm supposed to rap until Especially when your favorite rapper ain't even half as ill A savage still the track's a banana peel attack of the silverback gorilla You're havin' a little trouble fathomin' this is actually happenin' Like Anderson Silva back when he snapped his shin in half And then had the shit hangin' by a flap of skin After he tried to plant the shit back on the mat again Pad to pen I'm batty like eyelids when they're blinkin' a lot You copy me but you're not You can't be butterflies my offsprings are just moths I see that thing I'ma squash it and rip the wings of it off So ring the alarm pull the extinguishers off of the wall Set the sprinklers off like Jada Pinkett and Queen Latifah 'til the shingles come off the roof we'll shout at the ceiling Slaughterhouse in the building middle fingers aloft Say what I think when I rhyme in ink-pen I talk And the language I speak is my mind Kingpin and Penguin combined Spit like it's King of the Dot A singular thought I think of will help you distinguish apart The frauds from the cream of the crop Hold up like a flashcard Damn dawg is that copyin' or payin' homage It's sad because dad taught you to rap as a damn toddler My dad is your grandfather I'll have to re-hatch on you Come back as a black wasp half yellow jacket you can't swat a Sasquatch dancing on top of an ant trample it and stomp it Smash it and stand on it dammit I can't stop it The rap is a vag' and I'm goin' in like a tampon in this bitch It's a manslaughter Stampin' out grasshoppers you can't be no Rap Gods In fact you're exact opposites you make a wack song You jack-offs need to come to grips like a hand job The boom bap is coming back with an axe to mumble rap Lumberjack with a hacksaw Number one but my pencils are number twos 'Cause that's all I dos with 'em poop is my pseudonym On the john like a prostitute when I'm droppin' a deuce And when I'm producing them lyrical bowel movements These beats are like my saloons 'Cause these bars always got my stools in 'em And I don't need Metamucil to loosen 'em Bitch shit is real like I pooped Jerusalem I'm 'bout to go spin another cocoon Then I'm cuttin' you from your mother's womb Then I'm flushin' you Nothing compared to our family trips My uncle shook hands with a manly grip All this hand-me-down-shit I had had an uncanny fit All the gangstas I had in my family had me anti-bitch My granddaddy mistress caught the business from my granny fist That was back before I was born Pop told stories 'bout it that would last for hours-long And as a family we was just so happy Uh on our way to that black amusement park Wood rollercoasters crack sold on plastic scooter cars Uh smoking grass at the vintage food court Broken glass waiting on you on the swimming pool floor That's where I lost my virginity no condom though That's when paranoia hit me like when superstition does Left my inhibitions I guess where my supervision was Parties on the way to the island would be the livest though But neither one of us knew that we would both Some of my better times I shared with you I shared with you yeah Shit all of my better days I shared with you I shared with you shit And now I gotta wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up Shit stuck inside a rat race Wake up wake up wake up wake up again Stuck inside this rat race Twist the cap lift the bottle back swig it Dig it ten-inch rims on my mama's Civic Ten-inch woofers in the trunk to be specific They bump rattle the license plate plus the windows tinted Don't even give a fuck that it's dented bitch I'm the man now I'm rolling driving it slow as if it's stolen Piling up bros like we was clothing on a dresser Calling up hoes like we was Jodeci let's check her Double D's like double-deckers I wanna sex her But these keys don't come with game on how to finesse her Five semesters left until college I'm under pressure I'm not a real nigga 'til I undress her I gotta press her This was my main concern back when concerns were lesser Nowadays I often yearn to press the Backspace button or hit return but life is not no word processor Most folks would burn the sess to burn the stress of My real-life trauma plus fickle niggas thinking they done heard the best of Jermaine Lamarr but that's insane it couldn't be further left of The truth is that my new shit slap you never heard it better Give me a sec I murder sectors prefer to let ya See it rather than say it but it spill out I gotta chill out Those times is like a Bible quote I was six years old but that's for another chapter That's for another story to God be the glory I made it out unscathed and now I sunbathe With my son in Tanzanian sunrays thinking 'bout them days Thinking 'bout them days Nigga don't worry about what the fuck it is just drink Yeah I don't know what else to say I can't I can't think of nothin' I'm stumped here we go On your feet Stand up Everybody hands up Uh man I don't know man Every time I go to think of something played out to say You already said it I ain't callin' names 'cause all of y'all the same Plus I'm the king all my past pain all done changed up All these plains all these lames since the Slaughter's came up 'Cause they know their hands tied feet ball and chained up Niggas be quick to call me the new fifty Cent Because of my relationship with Marshall Used to make me a little partial but here's the brain fuck We the same 'cause I'm probably 'bout to fall out with a young buck While I attempt to fuck the fuckin' game up Bitch splat Only thing I fear in here is chit-chat You are hearin' bars like your ear against a Kit Kat Shady guys like the Navy try us wavey bye-bye Maybe my Glock can turn your top to Baby's Maybach My shit is parvo literally sick Trust me nigga it's ugly to kill the thing is the bigger I get The more disgustin' and fuckin' disfigured it gets Niggas expect me to go pop oh stop Y'all about the Champagne I'm about the toast I Only fuck with mailmen with heroin from Boca Niggas that'll smoke you while you starin' in your postbox Only incense he enlightens when he's thinkin' While that sinks in I got a Brinks ink pen I'm back Motherfucker notice the flyness on the cover Like Tobey Maguire from the Brothers How y'all realer If I said it I did it If I didn't I seen it first-hand like a card dealer Give up the throne your lease up I am the Mona Lisa That decoded Da Vinci Code you throwin' your piece up Is a waste of fake like a phony B-cup Makin' the mistake was like my only teacher Wait 'til they get a load of me 'cause I've got Guccis on my feet diamonds on my neck Diamonds on my wrist bitches on my dick But y'all already said that Choppers in the trunk models in the front Bottles in the club but I don't give a fuck But y'all already said that 'Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard for me To come up with shit to say ayy I'm at a loss for words 'cause y'all already said it all I think I'm runnin' outta cliches I'm gettin' writers block psyche When I stand up in this booth niggas notice it Sittin' on the same boat that Noah built Floatin' on the same water Moses split Poetry in motion but we sittin' on your grave site overkill Aren't you tired Why are you so loud Quiet Real dudes move in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid You dudes is too excited You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's suicidal You will just be another victim I'm like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie I'm a little twisted I roll like the end credits in movies y'all just got scripted Got y'all niggas' bitches bobbin' to this one when she wit' ya When she with me she bobbin' not vibin' Tryna put her mind into the inside of my zipper I'm a serpent with a purpose Havin' problems Not a problem I've encountered I have found elephants lions clowns Will jump through hoops like they workin' for the circus If the fire 'round the circle's right in front of them fire rounds Pun intended gun extended what are you marks askin' Car's Aston started as a hard-top and I saw past it Since I decided to start class this all black all glass Panoramic roof been gettin' marked absent I authorize my own all-access Your bitch a whore I'm a catch she ball-catchin' Her jaw's been broadcasted All across the globe from the store to Japan Her pussy need to be blocked and reported as spam Interscope I been this dope Now sell it my voicemail is full Got bitches screamin' inside of envelopes And they tryna mail 'em to me Tryna reach my phone I don't know which one is harder Tryin' not to take your bitch or tryna get rid of my own Mad props to Royce for keepin' it real On the strength no diggity I'm 'bout to go pull some hoes get my mack on Haters get the gas face I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson I unload with sick spit The quick wit could split a split-second Bomb with a lit wick expression You hear a tick tick then you testin' My saliva and spit could split thread into fiber and bits So trust me I'm as live as it gets Everybody claim they the best and they head the throne My flow is hotter than the flash from the click When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip You wind up in a room full of my dogs I'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs So come now get pissed on shitted on You get blazed when the mic's off shot when it's on You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your song My gun stutters when it speaks to you Utter shit to repeat to you Enough in the clip to give a speech to you Me and Premier we kind of the same in ways We both speak with our hands in dangerous ways Rap now is a circus of clowns A whole lot of lip from cliques I'd probably rap circles around I'm the next best to reach a peak formerly known As the best kept secret I guess that I just leaked it I'm a motherfuckin' star I don't battle no mo' I provide the gun clapping round of applause after your show And we could go toe-to-toe 'cause they calling you hot Everyday I'm meeting somebody and all of they peeps Quick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of they teeth And these bitches I be patting they asses They be all dumb and googly-eyed looking at me batting they lashes Rappers think Detroit niggas not as down as them Or since that I'm down with Slim that I sound like him Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell And say faggot shit to me like I look like L My advice quit talking it's over I was knockin' niggas out when you was knocking sticks off of they shoulders I got dirt done in my past I know y'all sweat I got regrets older than some of you so called vets Niggas say I found God with the flow Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show Ain't a nigga touching mines When you listen to my shit You don't chew you don't breathe You don't miss a fucking line Every time I spit I tick to show you it's hot Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box boom I'm a product of Parker Lewis and Kubiak If I didn't do this where in the fuck would you be at See there's a difference between us what I spit hit arenas You a drip from my penis I eat lions and sip hyenas You number one when it come to slaughtering mics I'm tryna be number one in my son and daughter life Uhh all you niggas my little rapper babies Y'all my children y'all bit my shit and contracted rabies Don't you grade me next to these rappers baby that's degrading My style got so many different facets I switch into so many different passions I'm skippin' class to be fascinatin' My pen is like Big Ben this shit's just a classic waiting Your favorite rapper come at me I just decapitate him I hate congratulating these has-beens who had their highs These rappers only won their matches because they strategize I bring Attica to these patterns and here's my battle cry Ring the alarm the caterpillar is firing ohh We in the war where butterflies keep dyin' This right here for the number one Number ones here with your number one You ain't number one just another one Now everybody sayin' that they number one Kid think your number won't quit Number one song get your number one chick Number one fly with your number one kick When it's all done then your number gon' switch Hold up wait a minute Guess what I'ma never do Show so much respect to you That I feel like we're friends so now we no longer competitors That could be the death of you Never let someone who's not as smart as you Gas you up and tell you somethin' you never knew Always stay professional you always gon' make revenue Don't let people next to you that don't want the best for you It's completely normal to hold on to a regret or two I do what I wanna do they do what I let them do Everything these niggas be sayin' is a fuckin' lie It's nothing I can say to you that is realer Remember when you praisin' the butterfly Don't you ever disrespect the fuckin' caterpillar This right here for the number one Number ones here with your number one You ain't number one just another one Now everybody sayin' that they number one Kid think your number won't quit Yeah sold a quarter million records in my first week And BET still don't wanna let me perform Maybe it's 'cause my pigment maybe I'm being ignant Maybe it's all a figment of my imagination And exaggeration exacerbates that I'm the illest yes How many are willing to kill us We the realest that's why they feel us the best But I don't give a fuck about this rap shit not really though Shittin' on a brother I should love man that's silly yo Fuck all this division and lyrical incision It's time to unify 'cause hip-hop is beautiful it's you and I And it doesn't discriminate if you black or white And you Christian or Muslim It just love 'em and put nothin' above 'em I just want to be remembered as a good person Dispersin' a message of hope while the world worsen And the media will still find a way To turn us into clickbait and misquote Wanna keep the peace but if you do that I'ma slit throats sike nah Logic's such a hypocrite Right now I'm here to talk about suicide and depression Anxiety mental health and all that other shit You scared to mention Yeah I could talk about the millions I've amassed But now just ain't the time or place It's crazy how everyone so obsessed with my race 'Cause I'm proud to be black but matter fact If it was flipped around and every time somebody asked me What it was like to be a white rapper What's it like to be a white rapper Logic Oh and I was just like just never talked about it like Man it's just so great being a white rapper And then some brother was like Ayy ain't yo daddy black And I was like Oh shit What are you scared to be black Are you ashamed to be black Motherfucker fuck you Fuck you you piece of shit mixed biracial fucking cunt Cole said fuck all this black and white it's time to unite Be who you are identify as a star Fuck all the jewelry and money inside of yo car You still just a person and I'm still dispersin' these lyrics Fuck the rap ego shit just be a good person now that's the spirit Shoutout to true emcees that love the culture From Duckworth to Chano Jermaine and Joey And Aubrey and can't forget Bobby To every emcee who knows that this is truly a way of life And not just a hobby uh not just a hobby uh Not just a hobby this is a way of life This shit a way of life yeah Tug of war and my mind's like a clash of the titans Thoughts contrast so it's layers to my writin' God fearin' but I'm Guy Fisher Yeah God hearin' but I'm gone fishin' I'm an artist drug dealer foreign car keys Drop jewels so these falcons like the Maltese Birds in the trunk so these keys now they homin' Letters and numbers on the Coupe like it's Roman Woo all black like the omen Kim said it yup BIG wrote it So I'm feeling like a Greek God when I quote it Lightyears ahead but I was caught up in the moment Moment of clarity moment of silence Burner on my waist yet I'm saying stop the violence Sitting on that white horse look at prince valiant Dad shakes his head 'cause the worst waste his talents I philosophize for them Pitchfork scholars Devil on my shoulder and the pitchfork follows Poking at my problems I know how to solve 'em With a ski mask automatic or revolver Them niggas wanna see me runnin' they know I won't They say misery loves company no I don't Ain't got no time for you to try on no Manolo Blahniks All I got time to do is go back in time and pose with the Unabomber Just so I can go back in time a second time to photobomb it I live by a code of demonic Illuminati Obama Hovanomics Hold up hurdles in life I hop in a Turbo and roll around 'em I'm Doug E. Fresh in the flesh I beat box I'm in bed with three naked ladies holding hands I'm in bed with three major labels And I ain't talkin' 'bout wearing clothing brands Underground locomotive man Putting on a global show that no promoter can I philosophize with wise words from learned lessons In my world mistakes turns to blessings The hate turned to destiny I'm saying Lord Jesus while the Lord's most gorgeous creatures take turns blessing me I got your baby momma down on all fours When drama comin' I'm all for it If it ain't about the money please let this be your last question I make the yay invisible in like a day or two That's how the players do my nigga there's layers to it Paranoid of poverty hustle was the philosophy I seen a kilo I swear it became a part of me Lie cheat and steal I had it mastered by my teens Started hands on a nigga still pulling strings Hotel suites straight selling nigga's dreams Motel 6 as I let the beeper ring Was a water boy but balling always in my genes Season ticket holder nigga sitting with the team Feds on the roof of the spreads in the juice So suspicious of the cars tuitions for the schools Labeled a mastermind I positioned every move Shots fired now the deposition from the crew Smooth operation but the money came in knots Forty million there I dare you tell me what I'm not I own fifty homes and wanna get fifty more Counting this fast money and fucking my bitches slow Uh like I'm standing inside a Tabernacle I promised not to lie in not one of these verses I started out as a battle rapper Uh my name is Ryan Daniel Montgomery Recovering alcoholic I grew up on 9 Mile Uh I'm not a gangster drug dealer or thug nigga Now sometime around ninety-five I found my calling And that all coincides with the time that I found my darling Now later on in the story I tell you her significance But now let's talk about me specifically three brothers and one sister see My daddy taught me consistency with his fucking patterns Hallelujah I'm the son of a addict My addiction was music all I would do is go to the studio and The Shelter And listen to Redman and Heltah Skeltah Aye y'all remember that one joint from the Heltah Skeltah album called I used to bump that shit all day By this time I knew I wanted to be an artist I didn't want to be anything else You know but my mom had plans for me She wanted me to go to school so you know Uh to make mom's happy I took some general courses in college Took the bus until I got hella bored with that Because the bus stop I had to walk to Was right across from the first studio I ever recorded at Now I would have to assume that it was either meant for me to be rapping Or meant for me to be laughing at God's geographical humor As soon as I stepped foot in the open-mic it was like a reunion I met Kino there too and he asked me to manage me And that was back in like let me see Ninety-seven my girl was pregnant hurdles was prevalent And it was therapeutic just for me to breathe into my mic Started learning why the Lord put certain people in my life And the way he started blessing me uh I guess before my inner demons got the best of me like sneezing was my vice Needless to say that December twenty-fourth was the day I became a believer in fate Okay now it's December twenty-eight my day has gone great Kino booked me a show under contract to do that night I got a call from my girl's people saying she's in labor In the hospital right now 9th floor The elevator stops on the fifth floor Elevator opens up my uncle's standing there crying I walk out I see my momma and that entire side of my family Looking like there's some kind of drama happenin' I didn't like seeing my mama like that so I had to get out of there I got off at about midnight with about six types Of different emotions floatin' around inside me Hopeless tryna find me hopin' in time God'll guide me In the future just as I was about to leave out I saw Kino talkin' to Marshall and then he introduced us We talked about collaboratin' and how chasin' this rap thing is aggravatin' But I'll get back I got the family waitin' As soon as I get to the hospital they tell me that my granny didn't make it She just died I'm feelin' helpless it hurt me On the flip side my little boy is healthy in the nursery I picked him up looked in his eyes for the first time and just cried Ain't no denyin' this is the power of God Like even though he just got here goodbye This is how the story goes Most significant day in my life I mean aside from meetin' my man Marshall My son bein' born and my granny dying on the same day My grandma didn't live anywhere near that hospital I learned a lot this day I learned that the universe has this way of balancing itself out For me to lose such a beautiful soul in my granny And gain such a beautiful soul with my first born son little Royce It showed me that God is real God is real And you know what they say God give God take away The theme song to my supplier plays in the key of a ki I'm like a messiah Crossed with The Wire rapping around the Boardwalk Empire Who brought their Bibles This the Christ chapter I'm sick enough to take my life then take your life after Don't take me light or play me light we two of the same God melted the Rubic's cube into fluid and threw it into my intuitive brain I'm eating food for moving music in the gratuitous lane Been through twice now I'm running through until I'm through with the game You can find me under a black cloud I'm a dark star Only thing I hate worse than a mark is a marked car I climb mountains like Marvin Gaye Tammy Terrell You could put a face on my style it'd be Sammy Cassell's I switch the fire up like I am a tranny from Hell What I got in my hand right now should remind you of Stanley Burrell 'Cause it's the hammer the cannon you can dance with the shells My pet peeves are granny panties and planning to fail I'm a heavyweight I'm catastrophic When I set it like Farenheit nine eleven meditate 'til the levees break I tar and feather featherweights until my 'fetti straight The Mac-11'll clap your melon and give your ass spaghetti face You ever looked inside some dying eyes You'll see surprise and realize there's no denying God Ryan vibes like cyanide I am proud Small-time arrogance perishes every time to giant pride Who y'all respect is probably cross-dressing Your favorite MC can probably find himself vibing to my Lost Sessions Now everybody wanna believe me But they don't really know what's in my heart This time around it's startin' to feel easy My enemies starting to fall down I got my noodles intact You want support of Detroit rap niggas can Google this gat 'Cause we the reason why you eating we put the food on the map Right where the mitten is and you ain't do jack Just who we kidding here This here's a different year So you shouldn't assume that I'm tryna measure up to you When I tell you the ruler is back in fact As far as you new kids what have you did I know that I've burnt some bridges in the past but I'm happy to say that I built a new bridge As far as killing I'm forever willing and ready I will make my children's peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a machete You marry the streets then we will kill at your wedding Tell every guest at your reception they gon' get more than just hit with confetti Now your bitch a believer You know what you get when you mix a bumblebee with a lamb You get the 'Ghini I'm sitting in Riding through Pittsburgh while I'm listening to Wiz Khalifa Black and Yellow the blunted joint here's the reefer One minute you tough one minute you shook I know I learned a while ago to hide power from you I should just put it in a book You illiterate parasites I kill you every time Throw a nigga' body around the room have a nigga looking like Jamiroquai And yes I am a firm believer that the naked truth Looks a hundred times better than the best-dressed lie And why you niggas is hating I wonder is God really an atheist He made me the same temperature as his nemesis Satan Y'all need to repent 'cause y'all been imitating A statue of me to you is a statute of limitations You backwards as me and a feminist dating My straw's in the hole of a volcano I'm having a big swig Now everybody wanna believe me But they don't really know what's in my heart This time around it's startin' to feel easy For lettin' that line leak out the radio it was a long story how it happened Like I was tryna disrespect him or somethin' I was tryna disrespect y'all 'Cause that's what I'm doin' from here on 'n Call me Malcolm X 'cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me I'm Malcolm X now haha we gon' see who goin I ain't goin nowhere motherfucker We gon' see e'rybody who against me nigga I'm mad Haha yeah there's only one problem Everytime you motherfuckers breathe on the mic It's a motherfuckin' lie nigga nobody believes you We gon' beat yo' ass down Y'all niggas sound like y'all write y'all rhymes with motherfuckin' crayons bitches Yeah what rap crew I gotta snatch up out the game Who must I smack for sayin my name Somebody gon' die it's probably you You couldn't fit Bizarre's body in my shoes Niggas quick to talk all hood 'til I pop up Plus you just act tough 'cause Suge got locked up I am above y'all when you droppin your raps to diss me I only recognize the top of your hats And I don't like Proof punk-ass he think he tough He keep thirty niggas with him 'cause he weak as fuck I ever catch you by yourself I'mma fuck you up Snatch your little cheap-ass chain and piece you up You better hope you and the white boy keep in touch And be a good little hype man or your lease is up Since Slim signed fifty I don't see your teeth as much That's good 'cause you got a grill like a fuckin truck Damn Homie it's history over hang it up Go somewhere and hang up some fifty posters punk You speak too late y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards I just wish Eminem would stop tellin' everybody he ain't speakin' to me Like I'm one of his hoes or somethin' How 'bout this I ain't speakin to you chump And I'mma keep pickin on your weak ass crew Bizarre you a fat stutterin fuck You a joke I choke whoever buttered you up I've been ridin by your house you don't come out too much You hidin when I find you I'mma snatch you out of that truck And tie your fat stankin ass to your couch and just You already look like you about to bust Nigga you can run or hide I'll be on your porch With a cheeseburger tryin to lure you outside Just like a stutterin' fool can't reach intelligence He sweats when he raps 'cause he got a speach impediment Porky's pig and Porky's tomb About to dig his own grave with a fork and spoon Denaun and Swifty please Give it a year both y'all be rakin' fifty leaves What do I know that other nigga y'all got in your group I don't even know his name but he can shovel my snow Let's face it I gave it to y'all My lil' sister got six puppies that's braver than y'all Niggas is startin' the beef I'm 'bout to end with the quickness I'm 'bout to end this quicker than Bizarre can finish a biscuit Quicker than quick shit y'all ain't felt the half Quicker than Eminem can pinch Elton's ass Don't call me I ain't ready to squash it yet Kiss my ass I don't wanna talk to Hex I am so sick I should be compared to cancer Y'all thought y'all dudes don't swing like Fred G. Sanford I be makin' motherfuckers scratch their heads when I rhyme Y'all lil' niggas crack ya heads then rhyme go play You lil punk ass niggas y'all can scream and yell all you want None of y'all can put in the call to Kino Paul better call me like he called Benzino Matter of fact I might even do a song with Ray Sign with Murder Inc. and hit you with a song a day I don't even want you lil' punks to think I'm mad Y'all lil' niggas are Ninja Turtles you're nothing Nothin' you're not on my level I will beat your boss's ass nigga Tre Little bring it on Tre Little the baby gorrilla I'm just that guy I turn yo' head into blue 'n yellow I bet you whatever that nobody beats my family Eminem Nelly said that he'll eat you like candy What did you do got on the phone and called him up You don't wanna talk to Royce but you talk to us Yo' crew some local hoes I hit you harder than that white girl that broke your nose You and Royce can squash this with one talk Step around from your security and talk to that man I understand you backin' yo' crew but this my brother Anythin' that happen to him somethin' gonna happen to you And I don't give a fuck for that nigga I'll do life I advise you to stop yo' money don't buy you stripes Only thing that money brings is fake niggas and problems Followed by niggas who hate fake niggas and rob 'em So many times I'mma feel bad when you collapse You niggas is so bitch you make me sick to my stomach Every beat that you ever made sound like it was missin' somethin' Timbaland lookin' ass nigga my style is realer What producer you ever know only good for album filler We gon' beat yo' ass down You Yea punk ass niggas yea we in the streets now too nigga Big Homie's out nigga what up Yea you studderin ass motherfuckers what y'all thought My brother here ain't have no backbone Nigga it's on when I see y'all Proof what the fuck you thinkin' of nigga that's cash boy Need the white boy to get y'all started ass niggas Fuck y'all hoes I told Royce I ain't like that motherfucka Faggots I smack the shit outta any one of y'all niggas Sell my bill one nigga What the fuck y'all thought nigga y'all'll get bought bitch Street orientated y'all motherfuckers hate it Learn how to flow stop bein' mad y'all bitches Trick Trick when I catch yo' bitch ass yea dude Asked about cash nigga you comin' to yo' doom You'll end up like click boom bitch Rock City motherfucker regardless Get the point bitch or get the hollows motherfucker It's Cash Flow bitch Big Homie Papa came home from another day of hard So I went out there to look for what he asked me to get I was checkin' all the seats but the only thing I saw Was a bag of cocaine Uh Papa was too silent he ain't never tell a lie Uh me and little homie we was walkin' to the store It was right there on the corner and we seen a guy that's homeless He was wrapped up in a blanket he was lookin' really cold Then he asked us for some change and he asked us if we know Who had the cocaine I'm losin' my mind trying to figure out How did I inherit so much pain I drink a lot of alcohol problems with the law Would I have done better or the same If Daddy never tried cocaine Uh Daddy never tried cocaine So my father's only next logical step was to go to rehab And that's exactly what he did Of my high hopes He went to rehab and got completely clean Hasn't done a drug in over twenty years He did that for himself but He did that because he didn't want to lose us Uh now let's talk about how much I respect my pop He's been through so much in life we ain't never had a lot We just had each other's back that was really all we need Pop I love you unconditional and thanks for loving me More than cocaine My father chose me over cocaine I'm proud to say that I'm an addict who inherits your pain Trust is broke and words got choked In my throat yeah I'm starting to have fun now so you know Well I'm about to see I'm about to see I talk scrilla like a art dealer I'm large money that's been augmented for the small printer Homocide business got me side flipping like I'm cartwheeling I'm Godzilla wearing Margiela in the mall inside of the Guitar Center Got the boss mental Got me off a little barking at the dog kennel Keys open doors I said keys open doors squeeze open fours Leave your boys leaking leave your overlord lookin' like some old weave on the floor Please don't ignore me I'm going to war Blowing weed in a foreign toy My shooters killing anything I'm pointing towards Anything I'm pointing towards I would swing this mic when I'm rhyming thought I better bring it I'm what you'd get if Fetty Wap were to rob a marksman With Robert Markman a dead eye Genius A Jedi demon he sip promethazine I bet I lean him I made a million I ain't sell out I just got the hell out Neiman's I'm in the strip club I shell out singles I'm the flowing boss sweeping semis pick one Head or tails either way you are about to let Akeem in I came in here to grow the crime rate Bodies on top of bodies on me My status loony nigga I love my chrome With an attitude in a padded room full of savage ghoulies Eratic goonies Fuck you niggas I'm steady waiting I fed him bake You know that devil's food them Betty Cakes And I got something for them crooked cops too let him pray Turn his wedding day Freddie Gray Let that machete behead him set him straight Let it devastate let his soul levitate let the levies break I'm murderous I got Reaganomics in my verbiage I'm a wavy rhymer a Mercedes rider At the furrier Saint Laurent sipping Merlot You would never catch me boxing with the burner Hundred in your mouth like Ted DiBiase did to Virgil Rolling over these hurdles playing C Murder then I'm playing G Herbo Gang of cash on me keep the thumper with me since I became a sinner Black youngster I don't know if I'mma tip the waitress tonight Or make it rain for dinner I don't know if I'mma sign a deal or stay independent it's not just a simple thing Aston Martin topless while I'm weighing my options on the triple beams Learning that life ain't about the expensive shit it's about the simple things Like a sexy side bitch with zipper lip clit nipple rings You can not stop what is already going African bitch got her face on my lap The blacker she is the badder she is I was called tarbaby growing and I'm feeling up to par Whenever I see the police I address them as top of the morning 'cause I feel above the law Riding do I look like I am supplying the drugs Fuck raw I am the plug fuck raw You niggas is about as much action as a buttoned-up bra I'm taking everybody instrumental going Ted Bundy on it Out here cooking so much the original sound like it's Peg Bundy on it I'm Christmas gifting y'all wrapping shit I fit the description of accidents in the axel of the bent I have an immaculate acumen You a splitting image of accidental flatulence All it takes to be a gang banger on wax these days Is the engineer that come in and patch you in Yes sir I'm too charming to stress ya I'm cool calm and collective I'm electric you Carmen Electra If I catch ya you gone on the stretcher Now question How much protection does a vest and armor get ya Especially when you armed with weapons stepping in the wrong direction of armageddon Ride up and squeeze Y'all are the kings heh well I'm about to see Trust the fucking shooter We in here counting dead president heads Up in the years it's been up in the mills of dead president heads and counting They put pictures of dead president heads on green long papers Then went and put dead president heads on mountains How we ain't gon' make it To dinners in Vegas then all the way to Japan racking up yen Now I'm all the way back And I'm acting like Dennis in Vegas stacking up wins I'm a young black boy armed dangerous To those who want to come and try harm or change him While they're living in anguish while I'm living in real nigga harmony Energy around me blend together like falsettos tenors and bass All intelligence is on God level All memories formed in melodies from the seventies And all hail to all dinners and plates And all hail to the cartels and we out on a yacht And you know how we know that we are and you not Because y'all are looking at our sales I'm a motherfucking one-man army I'm more R than our I put the 'R' in ourselves Uh I'm the one they can't generalize Every time I come through straight their wave minimize Why It's probably 'cause I gun through they gay enterprise Niggas get crowned quick these days Street this best this king that we ain't seen that All we see around your clique is squad cars Niggas need to get crown vicked these days Stop kicking it you couldn't fit in my old socks Let alone my shoes I'm not a street nigga I'm just a chip off the old block I ain't rocked with an entourage since Niggas dissed Marshall after they copy his whole reference Like we won't send an actual firing squad to their studio That will Basquiat their whole session A lot of niggas dope but none concern me though I got that Pac Big L Pun eternity flow I got that blowing that weed taking that last drag in And tossed in the infirmary glow I'll hit your broad in the gall bladder with this bald dagger And all of her juices is haul-assing down the thighs God dropped me off in the drop with the crossroads with crossed toes and dotted eyes I'm not alive I wasn't born I got a ride Uh get your popcorn idolize 'cause I've arrived This is Cam Newton throwing bullets with the band shooting This is beat submission from Bas Rutten This the it's proven Nigga pay your dues you're past due here This cash rules you're looking at the wrong paper this bad news Relax junior you still think you're in high school But you not but you will be looking at your last new year Ha boo-ya bombs over Baghdad Compliments since 7 Mile Fenkell Ave Cash and Poo Bear With directions to just go blasting through there I ain't stressing about none of you poindexter responses I ain't tongue wrestling with no artist unless it's Ashanti Nigga this God Gandhi Kevlar labcoat Mixed together with leather bathrobes like Plies and Fonzi Cool science I'm around lions and giants You there Ryan's here No one can hear you crying where I'm at the highest tier One diss track could tear your whole act up like the Flatbush Zombies Gripping the Mac truck with Travis Scott hitting your Macbook I'm not a pioneer I'm the last of a dying prayer And ever since that heffer put me on MediaTakeOut I ain't fucked a basic bitch since Country chick named Delores I let her sit on this Mason dick Rappers blew up and get to shouting out designers I like to thank my notebook it got me out of the binders Blacks never had each other's backs I'm into psychology nowadays she say she bad I'll probably brainwash her like Hollywood did Stacey Dash A lot of guys out slanging for a belt buckle like Pootie Tang Kneel right in front of me like feel sobriety young'n or fall in line Uh right now I'm piranha dipping in waters of Flint with the Slaughters and Em Come on in dummy the water's fine Sniff around I smell just like money I ain't hard to find This bitch asked me do I got at least fifty shades I gave my momma a pic of myself in a big frame Uh I just thank the Lord and pray for more I just lifted the skirt of the devil I don't really care how you're dress her Nigga I'm just out here to take your drawers Make the winner fall on the track Let nature take it's course I'm a product of the old Death Row camp I ain't a fan of his he might want to be standin' clear I come with the cannon not the cameras I ain't Shannon Briggs but let's go champ Let's slow dance Kill you with the first and give you seven more necromance Best flow versus yo petrol rants you gassin' This that new black Bent blue Aston This that who dat against who askin who ya again I'm too arrogant But here I am two boys two girls two era's in And they over there on pills and heroin Forks in they careers so that's real embarrassin' If I could just get you clean through my charities I might just let you breathe through me vicariously But then again I might not 'cause I don't write sparingly I'm torn between get along fight and why can't we Fuck the Stitches approach If I have to show up I'm slashin' your throat Your arms are too O.G. Maco to box with O.G. Wacko the G.O.A.T I'm not a factor I'm the whole problem Down to subtract for a fraction of folks Your favorite artist a diva I put leaves around the heads of non-believers like drawings of Ceasar Wake me when the sleepers are done ignoring me bruh I'll be flying with a full tank of gas on ether If you from the block watch y'all sons Watch y'all daughters 'cause I saw murder Slaughter much as I saw hot sauce and hot dog water I came a long way from wishin' under the stars But I ain't come all of this way just to say I've come this far Coppin' paintbrushes with black cards There's no limit when it comes to this art No need for twitter followers I dodged prison I'm the non-equivocal black and at large Listenin' to a Timbaland track in a villa in Calabasas I'm that same little Cringer and Battle Cat kid Addict specialty pen and pad scenematics spazzin' Fuckin' wit' a bitch about as bad as my spendin' habits I got nowhere askin' can I have it All the valuables I have in this world I had to take it Had to open King Tut's tomb up in my imagination Had to separate fear from respect then admiration Get rid of your fears Time to remove doubts and Think about it there's two sculptors named Gutzon and Lincoln Who carved dead president heads Who got paid dead president heads by the president To move a mountain Contemporary art deco We keep the shit rockin' like the dails of Art Basel Stompin' through this hip-hop shit like it's our step show We should have bar mitzvahs for these bars We should shoot bar missiles with these bars Beat the odds look at the car see the rides Don't be surprised just realize We ain't runnin' for president So we ain't worth shit Mr. Porter don't trust you I'm gon' bust you nigga This ain't four-wheelin' roll with coke heroin 'caine Bone chilling cold with no feelings Started out like Nas shoot gun Heavy is the head with the crown Slaughterhouse my mind's two tons Hardest out like John Q's son And everything you say greasy And made up like a piece of cheesesteak And everything I say come natural In this thing of beauty like Alicia Keys face How can I be hated in the streets When I'm on even on my off day I'm creative when it's beef while you throw salt I'm your baby mama and them new salt bae I'll assault they a la carte tray Molotov through your restaurant window Mr. Hyde Dr. Jekyll Nickel Nine Ricky Grimes I'm Sylvester Mindbender I spark fours that'll arch floors That'll have whoever acting hardcore Doing parkour I'ma dog Porter Brought the dog for recording harsh thoughts for the art form Taking me to your leader is like Showing Chuck Norris where a glass door is While I'm just tryna stay outta jail Last war I stay strapped for it Y'all can run while the gats blowing And if I miss your ass then I guess You saved by the bell like Zack Morris I'm on bando time when I ride through cities Before my time R.I.P. Bobby Krissy I don't stand my ground I just demolish niggas Simple you against me you ain't ridin' with me Bitch not only do I kiss and tell I'm Orlando Brown when I describe them titties I'm the rubberband man but I do more than count bands Fuck sipping forty ounces I'm sober out here Nigga I'm Pusha T doing quiet numbers Getting silent money I'll retire from it I don't dress loud I throw the flyness on it Let the labels talk and Desiigner mumble like Donald Trump Throwing money hitting everybody and they auntie up Trying to find someone to come perform for me before I fuck the whole entire country up I'm the first one gunnin' last one runnin' Too enlightened for a check Any rapper that want it I'm Wack hundred Invite 'em to a scrap I narrow down shit the Farrakhan way You can find me anywhere the crime wave I'm Schwarzenegger you Sarah Conner And your favorite rapper act like Eric Andre Ryan's still alive played nice 'cause the drama still flies Even when you shoot your little Uzi vertical in broad day Like you still tryna kill God Voodoo and como talle vous While I'm hula hoopin' dollars for that snarly tooth My future look like juju in a body suit When you niggas gon' admit it That I'm better than the youngins That I'm better than the legends Never did I dumb it down or did I settle I'm Rick the Ruler in every different measure I ain't just the R I'm every different letter I can give your chick eleven inches if she let me get the leverage I can be president of hip-hop which is let me switch endeavors And I'm just having an open workout in Heaven Tryna get me a good sweat When you a fiend for the rhythm and the beats just keep callin' ya They keep callin' ya When it's hard to understand me 'cause my jaws keeps lockin' My parents keep callin' the Lord keeps watchin' I'm standing on the corner with my boys beat boxin' And anywhere I go all of these whores be jockin' The dogs keep barkin' at the top dog They already lost it nigga it's a lost 'cause I remember when I had to pawn all my jewelry Was so embarrassed by the help that no one offered to me Zoning off the bottle we only taught to fight back We only talk survival walking home we just might scrap All we did was write raps tryna get so drunk Had to get my sight back product of the old gun Made some bad decisions so early on in the process I had people out to get me my album wasn't even out yet I seen some people reaching they dreams some people destroyed I seen people die at the hands of the violence of man Seen people shot out the sky being fly as they can Seen 'em split the pie up and Pam sniff her entire two grams Slipping now we in your crib to tie up your fam 'Cause it's hard to really focus when you're tryna stack for ya Lawyers with those in power tryna blackball ya It's hard to find employers like accountants that's loyal With those who told ya they adore tryna back-door ya You ain't on-point though one minute you popping trunks Next minute you happy man next minute you sloppy drunk Every January 1st the ball keeps droppin' And I'm just celebrating it at the mall we shoppin' Comas after comas that were alcohol induced If I ain't wake up from 'em I won't ask what y'all would do When it's hard to understand me 'cause my jaws keeps lockin' My parents keep callin' the Lord keeps watchin' I'm standing on the corner with my boys beat boxin' And anywhere I go all of these whores be jockin' I had to bite down bite down A nigga had to bite down bite down All I could do was bite down bite down Bite down bite down I had to Hundred yard dash through the hood talking money runs Using that money counter getting rid of them funny ones You know the ones too wrinkled to go in them slot machines Throw 'em on the titty bar floor to lower a thot esteem You could be the hottest thing and still have the wrong team Sometimes to see the bigger picture you need a wider screen I got the arm out the black beatle beating the drum Mannequin challenging whole families viva la drunk It's Nickel Season the fever's begun I'm savage even though my tat issa knife I'm keeping a gun Loaded cartridges stolen cars with the Lowenharts By now my life's so righteous I don't even sleep with groupies I move like that nigga Spike Lee when he was Mookie Back in high school I really clowned I said I'd do the right thing if Rosie let me ice cube them titties now But this is realer than movie depictions What you niggas know 'bout making a move in a beef and truly committin' It ain't no squashing it after you push a certain button Make sure everything under your lip cut and your shirt is tucked in Burning your beard away with Magic Shave COs frisking your pregnant bitch turning your kids away thataway That'll in a shallow grave casualty of a cabaret Even when we deal with Saturdays my children still know that I don't want another man's cheap-ass ways on my doormat And anything I do from legal to illegal I do this shit the ski mask way like I'm Lil Kodak I'm no longer a prospect I'm what you call a veteran a legend man I'm a prophet You ain't no artist you're what I would call a concept Made to inspire gossip like Shade Room or like Bossip Welcome to the Grammy's where your likeness is used For promos hypeness and views okay I hope that you knowin' That if you voted you might as well've not voted for no one They knew when they made that category where that trophy was goin' All this industry shit is there ain't no middle class Raise yo glass here's to classism Either you a rich ass nigga or you's a bum there ain't no in between Sinners sell they souls angels sell they halos and they wings I had dreams of fuckin' a rap chick Then I found out that rap chick already had a dick Already slept with your favorite rapper aren't we sick You start as a artist and turn to alcoholicking quick This shit is Man I wish I would let a nerd who work at Interscope In a coat by Kenneth Cole consult me about my image bro I'm the best rapper out this bitch Except the only catch is that I'm in this hoe Let's bring the punches back You see them fake woke niggas that had to come to that mm I love promotin' elevation and a space that all my brothers at And why I'm lyin' I be turnt up to these mumble raps Watch who you comin' at don't be uh This where Confucius started thuggin' that uh This Metro Boomin' mixed with Thundercat uh That's where my niggas gain they muscle at uh Somebody eatin' off your plate how you gon' stomach that 'Cause of that all my niggas is like how we get to this year Man I turn basic into intricate I kill you with my simple shit No tweetin' when we kickin' it don't tell me what you finna get Silly you could drown without a membership Watch who you swimmin' wit it's ten of us ridin' up on the city bus Sittin' here tryin' hit for the scripture like it's Leviticus Tacklin' reality prayin' that it don't injure us uh I love my niggas but it's really us When we gon' notice that we so Look at what you've done messin' with my faith yes You think that I'm so dumb no I won't be the one Bullets from your tongue shootin' 'round my way Tryna kill me off for fun no I won't be the one Look at what you've done messin' with my faith yes You think that I'm so dumb no I won't be the one Bullets from your tongue shootin' 'round my way Tryna kill me off for fun no I won't be the one Nickel tell 'em what it is Look I'm in a zone for reala In a freezer with Medusa I'm fucking a stone-cold killer Your bitch vibing I'm inside her and I tell your kids this Daddy's been doing more dick riding than Kari Wigton I'm very venomous you very innocent and I will send a monster to your house call him Harry Henderson Oh my God I was just in jail then the Devil caught pneumonia and it made me sick as hell You niggas counting me out can get the riches still You're all in the Matrix should have picked a different pill You about to see how far that Paul Rosenberg will go The height of my game is like DeMar DeRozan vertical No one understands me only one sicker than me is Em I'm the magnificent with the sensational style My wedding with the streets got the cake with no vows I'm arrogant as fuck who cares You suck Who hot Who sick Shit I'm like a Theraflu slush I'm a face-slapper niggas sleeping on an outfit Call us Taylor Gang 'cept we Wake and Bake rappers Slaughter responsible for haters' actions Y'all on Gilligan's Island find a greater Captain Even my photographer's happy picture me mad I feel well your bitch sucked my dick I nutted on the floor Left her standing there crying over spilled milk My swing's like chains on a playground I bust fly plus I'm about to put some wings on a Greyhound My theory of you is you lie and you drink beer And I ain't hearing ya so you must be from Liberia Bulletproof what You gon' need an underground bunker I aim where you should go I put my whole life on the net even my weapons We the shit nigga eat a dick We'll make him eat his words we the stones he the sticks I'm going yelling Shady everywhere Smacking niggas' bitches with they lipstick and they baby with they teddy bear To you and your man ain't gon' be no Talladega Night I come to question y'all and y'all don't know what to do with your hands Nickle Preme killer team At a different dealer every day like a fickle fiend Wait a goddamn minute Wait one fucking minute I'm looking at your year end list You're choosing rappers you're friends with Who be rapping what their friends did Toolie ratchets and extensions Wait a minute We done already heard their best shit We already got the message They on a lean molly Percocet trip Think I found what real success is Forty pounder full of death wish Money counter full of blessings I sent a cannonball right at the cannon barrel Through your wall closet through your damn apparel Through your grandma chair through your granite countertop And I ain't tryna stop it 'til you standing on the doorstep Of the man upstairs nigga you're next Wait a minute nigga I've been going crazy on these records way before Flex This the bad half Shady vortex armed in navy warfare Y'all them Barnum Bailey boys Best to back the fuck up or get smacked the fuck up eighty million different ways If I say it's fuck the world then the world's getting fucked Eighty million different ways when I'm finished with it Then the world's gon get the AIDS like some nineteen-ninety-four sex This the traumatize your favorite rapper year This the homicide related racketeer All I'm tryna hear today is trap and drill It's all downhill from here like Jack and Jill wait Wait a motherfucking minute I'm giving all my hoes an ultimatum she my mascot I'm just tryna motivate her I'm just popping She's just getting ass shot like a Soulja Boy home invader I get a whole clip to all my haters Just so I could go and get exonerated Wait a motherfucking minute I watch you niggas go tool up I'm Compton menace on school bus It's documented boy prove what Been dropping gems since I grew up I got to fill this void move bruh The target's been destroyed boo ya These nerds rapping for attention For a word from Vlad or Akademik Prefer to slap you over engine I'm Murs rapping for the Guinness I know you heard I'm back in business I'm going harder than Tha Carter X I'm birds flapping independent I'm tycooning through the pressure I'm typhooning through this weather I might do a nigga beat for 'em Got the cash holding on line two Brink's truck noise on one Casanova with the rifle fuckboy don't run I'm live from it with the streams Buying guns and getting beams You guys coming with your teams It's feeling like iFunny with the memes Around dough like Rajon Let you rip the stage then I come and rip the stage Down more like Trey Songz Category slaughter gang shit Feel me nigga this is God hustle Phantom or the 'Vette Tammy Lahren Charlamagne shit the odd couple I'm prime away from fucking mating with her I bend her over stick her on the expensive car Tyler fucking Creator with it You a lame you from Twitter fame You had a chain that's your nigga chain Face down on your computer key sleep Closest you gon' be to laying in your name Body bag after body bag Leave a trail laying in your lane I'm Cold Chillin' on the record business But I ain't saying I distribute Kane Wait a motherfucking minute You popping molly with the actors I fucked the baddest of the white bitches I'm Talib Kweli with the blackness I'm most def with immigration Ladies on top of ladies I'm Mos Def with immigration Babies on top of babies Wait a motherfucking minute I have tried in vain never had success So it seems my life is nothing but a mess I have lost my only friends Now it seems I have to start again merry go around My life's been going around and around since ninety-five Went from going somewhere to about to die Went from calling my chick a chicken 'Cause she look like she got poultry around her thighs To calling your piece a chicken 'cause she got no teeth And she got crow feet around her eyes How hard are y'all I got a heart the size of Arkansas Count to five these birds gon' hit the ground and they ain't from out the sky To watching' my good friend Eminem winning' a moonman I remember 'cause I was in New York with all of my boys to start shit Letting 'em stay with me long story short they tore up my corporate apartment Went from being a kid addicted to basketball To being an ignorant nigga addicted to alcohol Round and round we go is how this movie would end Self-proclaimed King of my city not really just truly the King of losing a friend Who woulda thought this dude in the park who's true to his art would lose Or win just by giving his thoughts and views You would hear that Ryan's skilled might even hear Ryan kills Like leaving only guns to my kids when I'm killed I got an iron will Intellect of Zion I done went too high on pills To triumph to hiding from bills to buying buildings Then I went from writing for Dre to wondering if my head was on straight From there I went to about a bottle a day I look at Kino to this day like that was a stupid mistake But if it wasn't for him doing that what would I be doing today If it wasn't for Cashis saying that he gonna beat my ass Then me and Em probably wouldn't be laughing 'bout us getting past it If it wasn't for me being outcasted I woulda never been on the underground rapping with slaughterhouse I have tried in vain never had success So it seems my life is nothing but a mess I have lost my only friends Now it seems I have to start again merry go around Reflections of your strong friend You need to check up on your strong friend Nobody ever checks up on your strong friend I put rhinestones in my durag I put on leather pants I went to parties just for Bacardi I tricked I never danced All my friends expect to be treated just as my next of kin Eyebrows lift up if I'm out with them and let them spend How is y'all problems becoming my problems I'm already hiding all of my problems behind my pop' problems When I was nine seen my father beat the shit out of my momma I'm smilin' right now I'm trying not to cry about it Alcoholic I just spent five thousand tryna buy bottles of Patron again Now sing along with your strongest friend You need to check up on your strong friend The one with strength that's never gon' end The one with sense take care of several grown men Pay they rent and then they trade on him the Devil play to win I remember I had Maia Campbell in my Mercedes Benz You probably thought she gave in to the plot of Satan's sin She got demons greater than you and I And this message is to Denaun and to Shady you say we friends Well take care of Lyric Eighty and baby Quinn like they Hailie then Well shit it's my funeral y'all should play all of my songs too Hope my body look beautiful while I lay in my strong suit Rumors spread about me that ain't true that's how the fake do If I'm the strong friend then what the fuck do that make you Time to shut your mouth Now it's time to show these motherfuckers what's the fuss about What you dealing with lyrically A couple lyricists who don't miss Niggas ask if Black and Nickle get together for an album what you gon' get You gon' get rap on steroids rap on steroids Niggas that's silencers on the nozzle You won't feel the clap you'll only hear the noise Ya'll got these hoes pegged so wrong while you hotel checkin' I gotta pay these hoes just to keep their clothes on like I'm Odell Beckham I'm flyer than a hat on Elroy I just took it back to the Jetsons I with the static like I got a Crooked I Near an open exit with a bad connection 'Cause no matter where you go You're fucked if this rubber grip roll back in your direction What you lookin' at That's for your protection This that rap on steroids nigga that rap on steroids I just spit more clairvoyant raps Than it take to make you half paranoid Clap a gun at any day or night Stand over his body then pray to Christ You gave me life so I'm gon' throw you back one dear lord I'mma throw back one like Fab on the 'Gram Garage look like it's sponsored by Hasbro Y'all don't know with what y'all are dealing I'm on every block my team bigger 'Cause I rap anything I wanna got The only thing I don't got is feelings Nigga my mind so clear Feels like every thought is visine drippin' No I'm not a lean drinker but over that Fetty Wap I lean niggas Y'all ran into me on the wrong day Fuck strong Jay do gon' say Just bear arms you in harms way You hear alarms you in Bombay No Baghdad get the gas mask I stay on that anabolic I'm far from anatomically correct Ho's call me that anaconda Roll a sack of that Santa Barbara Lead poisonin' in the damn water Flint Detroit Ann Arbor Philadelphia and Harlem Roid rage y'all damn problem Cemetery too damn crowded I'ma go get the jack hammer Go bury a body don't worry 'bout it don't worry 'bout it Everybody know everybody I'm be damned if I didn't hear about it Thought trifle the assault rifle Got a twin brother like Irv Gotti I'm Probably back on steroids Kinda like crack on steroids Lou Ferrigno super negro Gon' and pack your steroids Nigga my memoir's Renoirs Everything I do is fine art Putting rappers in that pine box When that Black and Nickel Nine spark it's a problem All stemming from them steroids probably Got them coming back to Philly like it's heroin callin' American horror this that Smith and Wesson revolver And if life's a bitch we gon' Rohypnol her Rap on steroids Detroit we rappin' on Steroids boy Philly we reppin' on Steroids yeah All the rappers on steroids Say we rapping on steroids Nickle I'm rappin' on Steroids boy Pesado rappin' on Steroids yeah All the rap is on steroids Said we rapping on steroids I said I said every rap is on steroids Nuff a them a chat and them a make bare noise You don't wanna violate and make the K rise Them a say the rap is on steroids Nickle I'm rappin' on Steroids boy Shady I'm rappin' on steroids Right off the rip nobody could fuck with me I'm out of space mind and body my soul and so on Mami I'm fly is an understatement come to greatness I'm on my own planet I'll do my own thing Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good I don't need nobody else I'm gon' do it by myself Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts it's all good Right off the rip nobody is quite like me You gon' need a NASA spacecraft to sight me If you don't like me bite me I could give a fuck less fighting excites me Leaning on the moon with a patron fifth Playing my own shit and I sound terrific I'm not cocky I'm beyond that It's time to start another hobby I'm beyond rap Run and tell your baby daddy and your son Ray I'm hot I sunbathe on the sun bae I'm the one on the one way Hands and pretty long legs from the runway My nigga Nauny is a genius You gon' need a ladder just to climb on my penis Got two words for the rap game fuck y'all I'm on my own planet I'll do my own thing Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good I don't need nobody else I'm gon' do it by myself Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts it's all good Right off the rip you thought it was a wrap for me Didn't you Go ahead and admit it hater Cold as ice I'm a living refrigerator The reason hip hop's breathing the defibrillator I did a bid just for drunk driving It'll never happen again 'cause now I'm drunk flying I'm an innovator when I say I'm on Venus I don't mean that I'm dating the tennis player I'm on Saturn where you don't matter Alone I'm past the zone where your phone scatters Hello Can you hear me now You don't got a fucking choice I elbowed my way into everybody's conversations With rhyming timing and patience now I'm in space bitch But now you gotta take it I'm on my own planet I'll do my own thing Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good I don't need nobody else I'm gon' do it by myself Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts it's all good They say a closed mouth don't get fed I say a closed mouth don't give head On the flip side know a closed fist don't get bread And if you swing it then you gon' get lead Boy I put 'em in a panic got 'em all frantic Overlook my antics you'll see that I'm a throwback Hip hop Stan Smith but it lessen my love 'Cause the so-called rulers ain't quite measuring up Now let me give the chicks a message Bitter exes'll tell you that the dick is precious Three words get over it And if you speak mine mention I could trip over it Low key like my name too big for the bill Betty White style get it in still Plus I'm on the high you can't fit in the pill But I try anyway we gon' die anyway ya heard I'm on my own planet I'll do my own thing Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good I don't need nobody else I'm gon' do it by myself Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts it's all good I got the summer on lock and the winter too Let me show you what a winner do Stay stuntin' but you broke why you frontin' We the topic of discussion Got the summer on lock Let me show you what a winner do Stay stuntin' but you broke why you frontin' We the topic of discussion got the summer on lock Nigga I'm so far ahead of my time I'm 'bout to start another life You a target I'll probably blast you twice Alky rappin' with the passion of Christ Curveball through the eye of the storm I'm the calm before disaster could strike The rocks on that watch on that dial gon' shine loud On you hustlers who out there in brownstones like the Huxtables Y'all came to be euthanized I can't be de-humanized I ain't even human I'm paying a communion wine Cruisin' in that Wraith dawg like we came to offend haters Shoot a nigga face off like his neighbor is Tim Taylor Racketeerin' charge tennis match in the yard Y'all can finish that whack shit then it's back to the gods I'm in the Maybach right now tryna innovate I'm too fly don't try to give me my props just give me space Your favorite artist tryna party with Puff I'm tryna fuck Cardi in a pair of Cartier buffs what I got the summer on lock and the winter too Let me show you you what a winner do Stay stuntin' but you broke why you frontin' We the topic of discussion Got the summer on lock Let me show you what a winner do Stay stuntin' but you broke why you frontin' We the topic of discussion got the summer on lock Uh it's fly season my season As long as I don't lose it's all cool if I die even Yeah we the niggas that they talking 'bout Yeah y'all the niggas that they chalkin' out Yeah I just let 'em go I don't force 'em out Supreme Court starin' at my man as they walk him out The time that he lookin' at is crucial I can see the pain translated through his pupils Turn yourself in it's even worse when they scoop you See the Jake don't hit the brake just go to neutral Barbeques white yacht parties that's what he used to Pool halls clubs and cribs that's what he shoot through Work out get your number on Akh Say your prayers get your slumber on Akh They ain't give you life so your number gon' pop You best believe 'til the day you come home Grind all winter shine all summer Life's a bitch and I'm tryna keep you slime balls from her Any leaks we gon' fix it none of mine call plumbers Nina to your chest player like nine y'all number We Rondo niggas real recognize real you John Doe nigga I made a closet out of a condo nigga See that's flyest nigga living shit look over the river shit She say I'm a asshole how when I don't give a shit It's play money my son think the foreign a toy That's why the family gon' ball like Lavar and his boys I realize they wanna backstab me then turn knife You ain't got a hunnid 'til you got two hunnid learn life Respect ain't earned twice once you lose it it's gone And it's lame when your money right but you using it wrong Shout to niggas coming home this summer the juice back Screaming OJ shootin' craps brought the tre deuce back yeah I got the summer on lock and the winter too Let me show you what a winner do Stay stunting but you broke why you fronting We the topic of discussion Got the summer on lock Tell 'em soul hustle all day long I got the summer on lock I mean life is hard bills is hard Got to get that out your mind I want to think that hard be real with yourself College ain't for you In fact I want you to take up a trade You know become a carpenter Did you know Jesus was a carpenter She don't want you Getting in that girl's drawers is hard Remember that boy hard Good luck baby Teacher I don't understand what you even wanna talk for Unless an interpreter's gon' come up there and talk for me You don't teach me nothing you just talk towards me I'm gon' need your assessment and fast Look around you do I look anything like the rest of your class Can't you see that I'm special I don't act like these fucking crumb snatchers I don't even breathe like 'em I was born with my lungs collapsing I walked right up to the drug dealer in my class and asked him And I went on to see the world and he went on and started the trick And now when I see his girl she be on my dick I guess fucking the baddest bitches around wasn't hard as I thought Man what the fuck was I thinking Jewelry and cars Achieving the highest level of success ain't as hard as I thought What the fuck was I thinking I was drunk or I was lost My people said it would be hard My teacher said it would be hard What the fuck was she thinking Why did I listen to y'all What the fuck was I thinking My finest hour is here this is what I see in my prayers This is me though I'm facing all of my fears Making all my enemies look in the mirror And see the meme of the Jordan face with all of the tears What most of you analysts ignore it's my explosive animal allure I went away to get in the way of my wife planning a divorce Handled it and came back more talented than all these rappers Though I'm DiCaprio all they have on me is the awards I'm a Steinway grand piano they're Casios I will kindly pass them the torch The day that one of them are able to hold a candle to my corpse I'll put a hand on your whore even if she ain't my type And this song is inspired by Broadway play called Hamilton I saw that changed my life Right away so my next move is to either screenwrite a movie or write a play I said fucking the baddest bitches around wasn't hard as I thought Man what the fuck was I thinking Jewelry and cars Achieving the highest level of success ain't as hard as I thought What the fuck was I thinking I was drunk or I was lost My people said it would be hard My teacher said it would be hard What the fuck was she thinking Why did I listen to y'all I'm looking like the black Bond in Africa Hotel room look like a beautiful crime scene in fact it's a Spectacular Halle Berry Vivica massacre Left behind by a serial bachelor Fall back y'all I really don't fall back enough You're not gon' not sound soft to us The shotgun will throw a box of black balls at ya like Count Chocula That last line I was just on my Pharoahe Monch Rappers kneel before me like I'm trying to prepare a punt I'll cut your body up and put it in two different cars Put it in the river have you swimming in a pair of trunks Momma asking when I'm coming to the church My little brother asking for the Aston I threw the keys to him like I'm fronting up some work I used to not be a trendy guy Now I probably got more pairs of Balmain jeans than Wale and Envy got Ah somebody pinch me Pardon me Teacher I'm so sorry I'm late I'm Lyric Montgomery's father I'm here for Career Day Can I talk to the kids Hello children how was your day I've been blackballed I've been in jail I've seen lives turned But guess what I've learned I learned that fucking the baddest bitches around wasn't hard as I thought Man what the fuck was I thinking Jewelry and cars Achieving the highest level of success ain't as hard as I thought What the fuck was I thinking I was drunk and I was lost And you know what else Everybody asking me just because I'm a lyricist in this business How come I haven't gone broke yet I tell 'em it's 'cause I'm the flyest backpacker ever I'm flyer than Mos Def in a Trump tower surrounded by four chefs Fixing him some salmon croquettes with Kendrick Cole and Kweli In their Jidenna clothes try me you and your crew will bleed Y'all bums ain't shot for the stars since New Years Eve Nothing was given to me I had to go upside heads just to get upside hills Never over the hill though so I don't strike when the iron is hot I strike whenever the fuck I feel I eat what the fuck I kill I got this way from not being allowed to eat dinner If you knew how much I've lost you'd have no problem with me winning How many times could I be reinvented Money is the deadlier of the five venoms in my denim Definitively got a wad in 'em garages with cars in 'em Hanging out in bars to have menages with bartenders God was an artist and Jesus was a carpenter They put me together like an easel in the darkness of hell And lost it and left me some loose screws but These are the nails to your coffin These are the folk tales of a starving artist Battling demons through his notepad like Adam and Eve eating kale in the garden Flying private away from all charges You want what for Christmas Hell no What you mean 'this is all we got' That's it It's Christmas time in the Montgomery home Daddy's actin' all crazy again Momma got herself a bloody nose Daddy slapped her in the face again Why they always gotta fight so much Damn Momma face swole Me and my bros in a panic state If that's the case yo I can't just stay around this Everything was fine we just had dinner we got all the He-Mans Battle Cat Adam and Cringer even Castle Greyskull and Snake Mountain Now we sit and listen to y'all argue about how y'all planned this day And y'all just admitted to us Santa fake so Kid Vishis just ran away poutin' Now I gotta go and console him he wasn't nothin' but a spoiled little boy then Little naive with an innocent cry all he ever wanted to do was fit in with us And y'all bought him a pair of fake Timberlands and put 'em in a real Timberland box I never forget them boots they was called Rugged Outbacks Momma went and found them at Payless and made us promise not to say nothin' Then Pop came in like he ain't know nothin' about it Judy you gon' send that boy out in public like that He'll be just fine these kids ain't 'bout to be Meanwhile this little arrogant nigga called himself stuntin' on me and Greg with him It's Thanksgiving in the Montgomery home Greg just came in here drunk again Now momma tryna cover for him She afraid my daddy gon' punch him again Why you gotta get drunk so much Damn I wish you would just stay where you was at Instead of coming home all rude and disrespectin' all our father's rules and shit man The mood done switched me and Vishis playing Connect Four Our favorite movie just came on the tube and it's ironic it's Bloodsport And I'm looking at Frank Dux and shit thinkin' you should split Before Daddy come down these stairs of this basement and see you wasted But the truth is this he couldn't whoop my dad even if he was sober I know 'cause he tried once Ended up unconscious a broke arm and a tooth was chipped My big bro got a lot of emotional problems he feel that we was all abused as kids He saw momma get dragged down all kinds of stairs like a ragdoll when he was two And this is back when Daddy used to sniff cocaine poor thang He had to be subjected to this when he gets drunk he gets to losing it He gets the illusion that he gon' protect us all from the Big Bad Wolf Stand up to him and prove some shit But all he really doing is stressing mom out Boy you know your daddy up there asleep The food is ready why don't you stop Making all this noise and let him stay 'sleep The turkey's done in the Montgomery home Dad has just been awakened again Greg is making all kinds of noise Daddy's on his way angry again Who is that making all that God damn noise Greggy get up here You been out there drinking again What the fuck I tell you about coming in my house with this disrespectful shit Nigga where the fuck you done been Every time my daddy in his drawers and he standing in the hallway Mad at somebody I swear to God he got the same strength as Superman My brother turned around and just walks in the kitchen Nigga you don't hear me talking to you Next thing my brother did is something that when it comes to my father is something you just don't do He looked him right in his eyes and he asked him What the fuck is you gon' do My father hit him so hard his body hit the stove The oven door hit the fucking floor The turkey fell out the oven whole and landed near the stairs Now Daddy standing over Greg Then momma went damn near hysterical She called the police the police came Neighbors is all in the street Watching the cops takin' my father out in handcuffs Damn man that shit was real embarassing To all my friends I grew up with who grew up fatherless I know through me you live vicariously I want you to know that we ain't know better than you and yours We all needed therapy We care about each other more Than we care about if anybody understands us What I'm tryin' say is fuck you And Happy Holidays from the Montgomery family Every man reaches that point in life Where he don't want to make excuses no more Life took me on a rollercoaster ride I've been up I've been down all the ribbons and my daddy game Took me on highs Turned around and then took me on lows Ohh then I think about it I use that shit as fuel Then I changed it into power now can't you feel it Can't you feel it That I'm a grown man with power yeah let me hear you say yeah If you was raised in a strict home like me felt alone like me And it gave you power You can do it too just look at me See I'm a grown man with power yeah everybody say yeah If you don't know the meaning of abusive You've been through so much ain't nothing nobody can do to you Now can't you feel it I'm a runaway This is how I became a grown man with power you can do it too if I can do it Use this power I was a runaway I was a runaway There ain't nothing none of you can do to me do to me When you were a child growing up with Grandad and Granny Did you really feel like Grandad was a good father to you All my friend's daddies was walking out on them left and right Y'know he never left us he was always there for us Y'know there were a lot of things that happened that I didn't understand Maybe I might not have answered the question the same way when I was a teenager But I understand and appreciate him so much more now as a man Y'know 'cause he taught me respect and discipline And consequences for your acts so yeah of course Do you think his approach as a father Really shaped the type of father that you are today Or do you in some ways think it had negatives to it And if so what kind of negative traits Do you try to avoid having as a father right now to me I been like the zone When you talk to me minimize your tone Take some of that bass out your voice Don't go and put your Energizer on With this beat I'm going all the way I don't mean to the end of night come on I mean I'mma take it to the grave untilI end your life it's on I'm talking about cracker-jacking these niggas 'Til their whole enterprise is gone I'm talking about clapping at these niggas With some shit that's gonna feminize you strong I'm talking about tenderize the bone I ain't talking about weird science though When I say that my ceiling is probably gone I'm talking about villainizing your home Nigga I been in like the zone I'm looking like Rambo in this bitch But nigga I ain't feeling like Stallone Feel more like I'm in a heist alone Look I don't like to aim my shit at any artist When I'm writing I'm just generalizing How am I gon' take a shot at something I can't even fucking identify with I'm feeling like the long days away from feeling my Patron Used to have the coldest bitches waiting for me Used to do donuts on the grass Now I'm just feeling like a drone 'Cause even though I'm sitting high somewhere I'm still spinning by your home bitch I'm in a new zone who This ain't no Redbone I'm sorry my top is unavailable right now My roof gone who this Nigga my taste amazin my chick look like the waitress from Hooters And she about to fix me dinner She independent but she into niggas that's big spenders And I'm into fitting this dick in her And she into fitness like Brittany Renner I used to chase the liquor with the Guinness Move-making nigga with the business With the winners in the bed with two majors I still wake up feeling independent I'm a savage on top of that I'm a reckless product of american society Stop critiquing me my detractors Just couldn't sell a record to the DMV I'm somebody ain't nobody better than My precise knowledge and intelligence Well advanced I swipe a knife across your white collar like a cheddar scam I put your lights out like Edison Ain't nobody out there ready for him My blood type B positive your type O like the credits wrong I'm immune to all medic-on blue Ferrari head is gone Went from palladiums to colosseum stadiums You perform in the Reddit forum I spot a bitch nigga like Cyclops on Santa Monica Got a model blowing my mind My new Monica is blowing my harmonica The car odometer is on the bottom Of all the numbers like you dial star pound Or put the car around white walls Call 'em fire marshalls to come and shut the party down I deal with mics real Kendrick-like I'll kill a mic Cash rules everything around me until I die Looking right into the vanilla sky I'm funny acting who this You owe me money run me that or do this Get a running start jump into a hole take a hole in that beluga I act like them older cats with moola Dragging motorcycles past the light With Kodiak on that Patron I'm hot and on cognac I'm cooler And I'mma show no reaction to your rollie flashing like my zodiac a jeweler Ain't nothing but a dead something I be headhunting yeah I'm going for that medulla I'm on a roll like two dice moving I'm on a boat in Dubai fooling I'm an unapologetic work in progress Product of a hard-working dedicated father with shortcomings Praying all his sons make it farther People say that it make you softer to raise a daughter but it made me harder Smarter with the way I make dollars just to make sure she stay a baby baller I ain't interested in the crown that don't belong to Wayne Shady or Jay Z You don't like your life how about death You don't like to fight how about sex You don't like the kind of car you drive okay how about Bow Wow's jet I got the kind of flow that destroy the place though How about you take your shot at Rihanna like I did when I said hi Or how about with Soulja Draco How about I come through and paint the floor with your whole crew How about the coroner come through and tell you go get Maaco How about I don't give a fuck about burning bridges How about I walk through the fire 'cause I'm hot and I got the golden gate flow I sock niggas and give 'em disease like a irock How about I hop out the Maybach and challenge every living emcee Being feared goes farther than any part of me having respect does So I play to the tune of my own eardrum While I'm out on my quest love I don't speak on behalf of myself but my impeccable rep does Christmas morning I remember waking up wishin' I could just go to sleep 'Cause we only got like two toys a piece I ask my pops did he do more for me I took whoopings I took losses but no defeats Been dropped and been shelved with no release Been in jail no commissary or relief But God looks over me like a cross and rosary Rifle in hand I let niggas have it I won't hesitate My son got on them three-fifty boots Kanye West is dressed in bape Askin' me questions 'bout gettin' to second base Uhh wifey textin' SMH house phone ringin' off the hook Conference calls from record labels guess I'm late But my other son's autistic he wants my attention This might just be my defining moment let them wait It's my time now nigga let them wait Pick up the phone tell 'em hold let them wait Old friends comin' to they senses tryna' reconcile After I fell out with them well fuck them niggas let them wait Wait I'm here for that green for that mula You scheme I see right through ya I'm regal like a Akeem father King of Zamunda One thing's for sure I think they do know That me and Porter and Jake Uno We don't play no games no we play sumo We attempt to flatten into action With all these average flacid defenseless rappers I have no problem killing like sent assassins They temper's bad when my temper's graphic They hide or they fly while I'm high and flyer I'm intergalactic I've been spectacular Flippin' like I invented spatulas my lyrics is futuristic I'm in here with my vintage ratchet with prints and scratches My mental action-ly incapacitates fast as my passion And pen surpasses my Aston And leave a skid road in the street like I'm into smackin' I fill my engine with acid With my finger wrapped around a hair-trigger that resembles lashes I get into bitches quick and then I get distracted I'm like the stock market just like that my interest crashes Like a cymbal my symbol should be expensive glasses She with me she a afro-centric nympho chick with a ass did She callin' me back-to-back for a second date While my ex is callin' for make-up-dick let them wait Money all over the ground like Scotty from New Jack City I weapon wave They said that we should go our separate ways in high school Now they wanna jump the line in my shows let them wait My whole life they pressured me let them wait You rushin' me you rushin' excellence let them wait Police in my rear-view mirror with they sirens on But I'ma call my lawyer first before I pull over let them wait I got I Decided on pre order my lil homie just went gold I hock a loogie on a reporter Detroit is on Pete Rose That's Armstrong on steroids gated up no wing toes My phones blowing up so much a nigga may end up like Cee-Lo I bounce back like the fattest ass you can have attached to the fattest hips and anything after this shall be considered cataclysmic Countin' packs like a statisician I have a religion to handle your rhythm like cannibalism The camera rollin' and it's time to flow I can just line up the hollow tips inside the clip And I can just go down the road And knock 'em down like some dominoes After you already out then I'm dropping some more like you 2Pac and the commandos Watching my comments like papparazi watching Sasha Obama grow I got Elijah Mohammed glow I got the dough these rappers claim they got at the house in my drawer in the envelope My focus phenomenal My temperature so hot and cold I broke the thermometer Guarantee I will kill the flow This remind me of LaLa Anthony ass in that New Edition movie Niggas tryin' to cover it up and make her look old Guarantee I'mma still steal the show I been had the moves I remember these bitches was just a dream Actresses and models I used to only see on television Now they be climbin' out of my television lookin' at me to get the ring I remember all I used to be around is dudes that used to try to just kill by me Choppin' and conceal bodies Used to clean up the bloody mess up in front of me I had to holla at a tube I had to still deal with that field sobriety Had to do a double take at the dirty mop when he was finished Looked like Lil Yachty Nigga I went to jail for the whole year I got out and I did the same thing you wack ass rappers do when y'all got your little show here I came right out to booze Straight right out the news Right off the cover of a magazine I fuck a Stacy thick ass for all the days she used to make me work And Tracy slick ass but not before I fuck April first Translation I'm bout to fool Y'all countin' me out well I got you I was broke as hell now it's time to bounce back Every time I failed I got up and bounced back And nothing y'all can tell me about that bounce back I'm doing this 'cause this what God want me to do These lyrics is ordained by the Lord You gon' get these bars For free It's bad half and finally famous The weapon's Iranian Y'all niggas is Pomeranian My damie y'all Pootie Tang Nigga I'm Damien Shots drop from out of my cranium My mind is LeBron drainin' em Five finger ring titanium Already in your top 5 Now my dingaling now dangling I'm flyer than Tom Chambers on the first NBA Live Double pumping from the three point NBA line On that war page with that twenty-four gauge But when I double pump it I'm prime Chamberlain Every track on the record got a background message I'm putting the autobiographical book out with the Book of Ryan I just let my bitch in LA read now that sounds epic My mind carries words You couldn't walk a mile in my patent leather Larry Bird black con weapons I hope you know theres more fish that's in the sea I stole ya ho we been kissing like we been sitting in a tree And these ho's in Detroit be trickin' so much They can up a magician's sleeve You're totally awesome While I pour forties on corners for those we lost My soul suffers from holy exhaustion Trippin' on opium just to cope with openin' coffins The devil sittin' close enough to me to quote me an offer Keep the union in unison like the Soviet's marching We goin' iron for iron like a trophy in golfing My nigga better yet I feel like the only man who can understand me is Sloth from The Goonies 'Cause he retarded as fuck on a boat with a treasure chest That makes perfectly good sense That's exactly how my career went Like a fuckin' experiment I got a lot on my mind that I gotta deal with First of all my favorite uncle died and favorite auntie died I missed both of they funerals fuckin' around with rappers So every day and every night my conscience cries I'm stressed out because my moms be tired pops be workin' And Lord knows I done threw enough dollars on the floor in the past for moms to retire That's why I be in the lab and my mind be wired Trying to figure it out fast before my time expires Man but it's this one thing that always on my fucking mind and it haunts me constantly guys And that's why in the fuck have I not at least tried to get in between Ashanti's thighs I'm feeling like a straight sucker I faced the vibration My sober righteous life only got a place for my lady But maybe I can ask my lady for permission She can give me a hall pass like Jason Sudeikis This audio porn I'm giving with a bit of sense A mind fuck if you will I'm from Detroit but if I send you to the store with a large bill for some little shit Bitch I was born by a river in a little tent Now I just ride with six vehicles with an ill tint I'm cut from the kind of cloth that'll never go outta style With or without the internet my shit'll still trend That's why I'm still standing with everything I came with Cool as a Jacuzzi everything in me is built in Nah I don't borrow I'd rather discuss loaning I'm ready to go to war with whoever the fuck want it Y'all weigh your respect against your release date I'm just an artist dog I don't know how to be fake I don't want no problems dog I don't wanna be apart of nothing with lies involved I don't want no phone that receives a thousand calls I don't need to be around a thousand smiling broads With they hands out Probably couldn't survive without em all But they can't vouch for who the next sucker Never would have made it Now I'm glad I make it out Uh this is just how I zone when Porter spaz I was born at a quarter past I was the color purple Mom and Pop took me home in a Crown Royale bag Now I'm the hottest nigga that you know with the coldest intentions Uh all I know is this flow and this pencil The Lord is my shepherd the Devil's my Doberman Pinscher The industry said I had to be an alcoholic Who be havin' threesomes be doin' acid and havin' seizures Wish I could go back to my old school and slap the teachers All I had to do to blow up was an album packed with features I don't relate to common folk they focus on the comments so I'ma go roll a Testarossa down the coast of Monaco Lo and behold your honorable Niggas is sheep niggas is sleep 'bout as woke as a dinosaur My connect'll give you a whole kilo of coke so he can go Geronimo He should receive a trophy for bein' the holy Jesus of flows I'm from the streets where the odds are not even Robbery thievin' ballers debauchery schemin' Allah and Jesus it's hard to believe I'm a product of Eve In the garden of Eden speakin' how targeted we been Rihanna stalker I'm parked in her DMs Shark in the deep end put the paws on you I soften your defense Hit your pause button halt your critiquin' Talk is cheap the more you niggas talk it it cheapens And all I see is prayer 'round the streets today I'm about a freak away from havin' Issa Rae eatin' out LisaRaye Any artist out that you see is great tell 'em I said bring his ass Better bring his A let his single play We don't care what you sing hit you in the face with the butt of the gun You leak and get your street cred and a few streams Pop go the weasel nigga Fiva Nina I'm the illest you got pop culture fever nigga All I know is Big and Pac quotes pop toast and squeezin' triggers speedin' tickets Now I'm pullin' cops over give them niggas season tickets Teesha used to shoot me down vicious now she the missus She turned me to a family guy quicker than Peter Griffin I told myself when I was fourteen that she the one Now a nigga probably got more seeds than Peter Gunz Now I go out to get my groceries in two-seaters Used to roll the old school four speakers and two tweeters Ridin' with nothing but raw quarterpacks and duffels Ryan writes heaters Me I'm just all shoulder straps and muscle If you a hater let's do it I whip you now then whip on your boy later Them whippins'll go around like a tornado I get rid of more yayo So many men shopping the women's section it ain't no ladies left They playin' crazy like the Chappelle sketch Wayne Brady ep I'm what you get when Freeway Rick and Cocaine eighties met Bringin' bars back to the streets like Jay and Nas beef Let me tell y'all a story about somebody I feel was a gangsta And that's the very same reason he ain't here with me no more He marched around the corner like a soldier But not to get no on-the-mic exposure To question me I guess he checking me I'm feeling like I'm looking at my own self in the face As deaths destiny awaits us both wearing vests's Us both stressed from the same pressures Us both fucking train-wreck reckless I remember a point in time where he had mine I had his shorty and I could cry telling this story If you can visualize a downtown crowded street somebody was eating And saw P pull out his piece and decided to reach He marched up out his house like a soldier Decided to titty-bar it A lot of alcohol consumption and drug use While out with the city's hardest niggas Throwing money up with black face flicking photos The only thing he was missing was my nigga Dolo He decided to leave them and go to an after-hour After the four-hour he act crazier than Scarface after snorting powder He get into it with this dude point his piece at him They say he shot him problem is I don't believe that And on the real I only know shots flew And when the smoke cleared they say he got killed by And it probably made you think that I ain't like Shady The truth is I was at Proof's funeral Crying like a baby I was sitting in the back row With Vishis wishing I can go up to Marshall Denaun Swifty Obie Bizarre Paul and Von And say something positive after all the negative shit That we been through thinking we'd talk one day If it was meant to reservations 'bout walking up there And getting in the way it's probably better off to just pray Thinking my niggas a Don it was my first time This one's for those of you just ain't woke yet hotep You rich but you broke nigga just don't know yet hotep These rappers ain't woke yet security back 'em Hotep come to Detroit with that oh yes that's a toe tag Might as well have Mayweather back ya at a Black's match-up protest That's that yo ass is bleeding that's that Kotex I massacre your whole rap allegiance oh yes This one's for little bro who big bro ain't come back from the store yet Hotep I'm here for blessings sent my direction no less This one's for those who don't know they pops not invincible yet Trick bitches hoes that don't know just how nasty they are They out here wearin' the same tongue ring they ain't change from ten dicks ago yet Hopefully that scope on that AR don't take my focus To places where I put fakers in comas longer than daytime soapas Any calendar day I'll Halloween like late October I'll bury these niggas up under the Devil's playground playtime's over Your bitch fine dawg I can't deny it She tryna be my wife on the side I ain't invited I just step over the ring and hit the bitch like Andre the Giant Papa used to beat on me often for not being perfect Thots used to call me tar baby cops taught me that I'd be worthless Mama gave birth to only one dark child like Rodney Jerkins That taught me to focus on what's inside y'all and not the surface I know my streets I know my sounds Y'all know my beats how I get down I take my steps and leaps and bounds Yeah yeah we started from nothing a couple MCs Beat-boxin' the crowd in the lunch room Me and Preem both names go together Like they ain't supposed to be separated I said it before I rep in records beats Nigga I'mma hold shotty and knock you out It's hip hop strong or not This is rap basketball stats all you got Long as you hot and your flow can hold up To knowing that all of your short goals is long shots Ninety percent of you niggas ain't hard Here just to get a rep you not Gang Starrs The finest flow will amaze Rap without me is The Source minus the quotable page Hip hop is everything around you Back to the voice of today It's real in the field What's realer than hip hop I know my streets I know my sound Y'all know my beats how I get down I take my steps and leaps and bounds nigga it's hip hop Rhythmically come on with it I'm long-winded I will diss you from long distances You will not get the chance like Choppa Ness and Dylan to disrespect who you don't listen to Egg in the skillet brain nigga this is you Smarten up every person in the Earth Be hardened up but the only target is us It's hip hop cars and trucks I be dreaming about shit like having a hard time swinging On a nigga or squeezing a trigger or falling If I land I won't wake up My six shot model ya crew I'm leavin' ya momma faces blue like a Hpnotiq bottle They feel you the realer you spit this killer shit is hearin' us Healin' you if you ill or you sick mentally it's Hip hop is everything around you Gotta be something for me to write this Back to the voice of today No talent rappers What's realer than hip hop I know my streets I know my sounds Y'all know my beats how I get down I take my steps and leaps and bounds Nigga it's hip hop Illest lyrics is stored in him Chorus is killing any warrior feeling That I ain't God Lord willing Trust me after I crush ya building You will just hush you won't restore the village We look toward with killing real Though this album is morbidly feeling to steel Hip hop Fuck your feelings More rappers dying much more killing It's no feeling realer than gambling ya life Everyday and waking up to more dealings Fourteen killings compared to offshore millions Equals I got a lot more villians You know that you easily lose you be on MTV News For the first time because you died over Cash rules everything around me I ain't claiming I'm street I'm just saying everything that surrounds me is concrete In the bubble-eyed ride all because I bubble like Don P Right beside me's a dime piece college girl looking about as good as I sleep That's 'cause I keep it low the opposite of high key Y'all niggas got the wrong idea about what's really going on out here Y'all weird I see they told you Keep your ears to the streets' Y'all niggas laying down and y'all ears out here in these streets I guess you took it literal Guess the only code you live by's forget-it-code Uh if I should get my own guilty verdict May the next man learn from it then flourish You could put it on the news you could put my face on the front of a shirt then the latest video then blur it Y'all niggas fucking with the next nigga bitch Mostly attracted to her 'cause she the next nigga bitch One of my niggas made a name for killing niggas Now he on the slayin' spree for Dilla niggas I call it the nigga nitch Life is set up for you to dig a ditch God is looking down on all being carried by the crisp pallbearers Like just ball player You ain't even gotta pull a trigger you can still assist Imma keep it real as this Got to know when to row from the madness Got to know when to give these niggas passes Got to know when to hold 'em and when to fold 'em Got to know when to beats niggas asses Got to know when the money ain't good money Got to know when somebody ain't good for ya' Got to know when to open and when to close When being silent exposes and when it's golden Got to know all the got to knows God made us niggas then made us all breakable Then gave us all decision making that'll make or break a nigga People tryna blaze with you just so they can lace a nigga All because of public sensationalism With brothers with faces that people see and can relate to When the place where the foundation of eating's Higher population is based on popularity Gotta be careful where you place your wisdom All it takes is just one conversation where you unbeknownst to the fact you're talking to an abomination At the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong crime taking place That'll put you away for a long grind where it's locked Where it's not safe unless you know them combinations Yeah it's just a way a man to be taken by the same thing that took his brother We don't learn from each other we learn to look the other Way when one of us in trouble That karma looking to catch you it's patient It'll wait till you think you would love to come get you 'Cause it know that women been the downfall of men ever since pussy was discovered Dearly beloved you soul searching for nothing Just follow the instincts the lord versed you with historically That feeling that you get in your gut been getting ignored more than that poor person Who's living under the gun in this cold world that we live in That's under the imminent control of the consumer and indigenous war merchants More religion and more churches doctors more nurses 'Cause it's the American way to make anything that'll finish you or drop you for purchase Who said I couldn't buy my way into heaven All I need is a bottle a couple dollars a couple people that'll keep me company And who love misery as much as me You got to know your pedigree got to be yourself at all times Your true self at all times ain't gon hesitate to let you know when you should let it be A lot of these brothers done died tryna follow their pride Gotta know the alert signs them butterflies as reliable as your first mind genetically Got to know when to row from the madness Got to know when to give these niggas passes Got to know when to hold 'em and when to fold 'em Got to know when to beats niggas asses Got to know when the money ain't good Got to know when somebody ain't good for ya' Got to know when to open and when to close When being silent exposes and when it's golden Got to know all I got to know Yeah now you see what the Lord doin' Rippin' pages out the book I had to make the story fluent Thanks to Marshall I'm sober doin' what I enjoy doin' I'm puttin Chavis Chandler on had to at least pay it forward to him Yeah every other day another star is born And that's to freshen the decayin' of the art form Fuck with my commas shit will be quick Got what's in my pocket out of the dirt filthy rich I stuck to my promise to momma stay focused I'm tryna vocally smoke you You will be missed The hocus the pocus magician doing tricks in his miserable business Who spit loyalty forgiveness through biblical scripts Of morals and wisdom paintin' pictures of this Historical war of attrition who's just the dopest the wokest I'm five years sober Trauma from my childhood constantly haunts me 'til I finally cry tears over Sharp as a gauntlet with thoughts of my side chick in high heels 'Cause I didn't want her I needed her though I didn't want her I'm hot as July no lie I wouldn't lie in a sauna Invest in the truth don't expect me to buy into moments They done took the charts over so now y'all scared of them shook niggas Jamal Crawford couldn't crossover and sell me them Wolf tickets I'm fly as a dive in the sky in a harness Anyone alive sleepin' on me can die in pajamas Police call me a threat to society though I am a promise I am a one-of-one like I'd say a Isaiah Thomas You can't fathom thinking deep enough to sink the abyss You think you Pac I'm thinkin' of sinkin' your Demetrius Shipp Only thing that I can't fathom is why the preacher is rich How to think in the moderation and turn a drink to a sip I'm private when I fly I ball out like LeBron do You in the game but you sit and coach like Tyronn Lue Me and my soldiers we just out here mobbin' like old Italians I'm snatching your homie's necklace to rock it with your medallion Over these groceries I'm toe-to-toe with your whole battalion I hit you with four from this forty-four cal like Hova album I take lives like banned contracepts Respect the mantra or die at the hands of consciousness Run up and get left ran down to death on your damn conscious steps The booze already made me lose I can't go out like I'm Amy Winehouse The Lord graciously still kept me here in a place to be On the corner like baby Blue standin' in timeout Looking real spiritually aware pair of Pumas on Looking like I'm aboard a Lear headed to uniform I'm so lyrically rare I spearheaded the unicorn I was born a bold one sugar-coated on The way I'm livin' put me in a great position now And if they don't they shit been off just listen to the diction in this lyricism I won't break a fool they don't want me to blow But every single show they hand out like I owe 'em Already paid my dues and wordings uh But if I said it then they still won't know so I won't waste my time on you And speakin' on the level that ya never on the way they hatin' so incredible My writings on the wall to you it's so illegible I'm invincible you're sleepin' on me I'ma stay woke We holla at 'em like These niggas talkin' bout they walk talk and think bossy I'm in the Trump Tower shower washin' ink off me Two ugly bitches in my bed moochin' drinks off me My mini bar's empty but that's just how I'm livin' I'm in the presidential suite with two freaks But this is kinda like my wilder style vicious Say when I'm sippin' I turn into Shallow Hal I must have been high or somethin' 'cause I could of swore That one of these bitches told me to buy her somethin' I got a present for you right here actually it's not a present it's my penis I'm feelin' plastered so what they fat women I feel like I have to bite the Apple like the Mac emblem I don't like it when you talk 'cause that just means you're not suckin' my cock Bitch I'm on everything I don't know what you just had I'm 'bout to slip and fall and head butt your ass like Superbad One of 'em started suckin' me super fast the other one I gave Arabian Goggles they flier than alien model for now These bitches givin' me brains until I'm out of mines That's when I had an epiphany like Vagina time I swear these little punks be wildin' Claimin' they only fuck bad bitches chopper stylin' I be swimmin' in trash bitches goin' dumpster divin' I met a bitch on the street she said she want a nigga that's deep I told her I got an 'oh so flow mean' rope-a-dope Nope I got a Poconos swing little bitch riddle me this What's the difference between a girl's mouth and a girl's vagina There is none I want my penis to inside both of those things I know you gazin' at the words I text I ain't a virgin your wife ain't the first bird I pecked She ain't perfect she perplexed she can't quite think Your baby girl ain't right like birth defects My religion is God body gynecology I work with sex feelin' no pain like Percocets Sellin' syrup and wet in church and sweat You herb niggas got me twisted like cursive text Nigga I cling to her I'll give her hella smoke I'll sing to her I'll tell her hella jokes like Why did my penis cross the road To get to the other vagina My dick is like an airplane it gives girls orgasms I'm the Wayne Gretzky of sexual stuff I'm the Hulk Hogan of slammin' muff Love is for girls and gays If you wanna be with me it goes one of two ways Either you have sex with me or you have sex with me Girls love my sex I'm a good sex man 'Cause my sex is the best I'm like Jean Claude Van Damme But instead of fight people I have sex with them God take away and God give The clock's tickin' away as the plot thickens today 'Cause I'm sippin' hard liquor We couldn't suffer the same amount of losses 'Cause my supply's bigger Don't associate me with nothin' but that dopest child star shit That Lindsey Lo' that Todd Bridges Hit your block with a tickin' bomb that'll Leave the competition in hospital I'm the product of foolish pride I'm a speeding bullet who responds to the pull of God's trigger I'm hard as proving ground bricks Groundbreaking each time I spit words and they hit the street You don't like the game you can google my dick bitch Don't pray for me pray for Paris Pray for Nigeria pray for peace Pray for your marriage Pray your horse don't sway far away from your carriage Why you put all of your eggs in one basket Blowin' dumb cash on Wraiths and karats Your daughter ain't an heiress I hope she's taken care of More importantly I hope this gun in your face don't end up in your mouth I'll make you taste the terror of the kickback of this gat that could break the barrel More court cases hate betrayal If I approach thee boy please take me serious 'Cause if I say that I shall then I shall proceed I don't cry wolf 'cause I don't enjoy wasting tears any more than I enjoy wasting shells I looked at the state of my health and asked the reverend 'bout it I didn't just pray for myself I prayed for everybody Look around look around look around look around Pray for everybody tell me exactly what you're seeing I'm seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges It's like they're all targets pray for them Pray for everybody Live from the gutter my father's a drugger The block is my mother 2Pac got it on lock in my suburb I got dope double-wrapped up in bubble wrap on top of my cupboard Old ladies watching from shutters Tellin' all the children keep watching out for us Bad influences we the gumbo that you see inside the pot Swimming 'round in all the saddest truest shit Addict in the coolest whip Riding 'round my city lookin' for the baddest newest bitch Hammer in my stash feeling too legit Ninety on the dash slammin' on the gas Passenger mad saying that the break pedal do exist I'm late man I got school to skip Introduce me to your chick I turn this shit to a Skip to My Lou assist I don't talk too much shit I discuss shit by throwing hands I'm a sucker for hoes in yoga pants Tell my queen I'm in this shit like kissing and holding hands I keep my flings on the other end of a string with swollen glands I'm a player I've been to every hotel and every lobby Every time I pray I send up a prayer for everybody Don't pray for me nigga but pray for them You gon' pray for somebody so pray for them Don't pray for me pray for respect Pray to get something different from rich and away from your debt Nigga I'm straight to cassette Y'all digital y'all about as physical as finger under some balls coughin' while taking a test Too many artists get mistaken with best 'Cause they on the charts you sleepin' on me I'll come and wake you to death While I pray against all the violence and shootin' ISIS got Obama sittin' down with Vladimir Putin We gotta fight 'em with flowers growing out the ground I look at violence the same way I look at slavery It's never ending in light of abolishment These are my finest hours then I pray for everybody Look around look around look around look around Pray for everybody tell me exactly what you're seeing I'm seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges It's like they're all targets pray for them Lord please keep Your arms around us and protect us from harm and danger In your son Jesus' name amen I'm ridin' with the K solo I'm spellbound Used to ride with Delilah and Nicole in the Fairmount I'm who incite the riot you the guy at the staredown I worked at Taco Bell now I just fire the shell rounds Now somewhere in the air lies the truth like a thunderstorm I terrorize the youth as if I'm gunnin' for 'em I could've jogged here I marathon the booth and let it run its course The R's here I'm paralyzin' you like the underscore Your riders couldn't impress my chauffeurs Your favorite artist couldn't benchpress my notebook Now I'm just dead nice the pallbearer of bad news Shouts to all my niggas out there in the locks of crime Remember they can lock your body but can't lock your mind You lack triumph when you stop the grind You rappers Blac Chyna went and got your bread and went and got behind Gun professor I'll punch whoever Come here lookin' like Conor McGregor Leave this bitch lookin' like Uncle Fester Question are we bitter rivals 'Cause we can shoot the Ks or the fade 'Til both of our arms get vitiligo I stay in my prime y'all niggas just sippin' on scotch I stayed with my nine y'all niggas just live with your pops I sit in the original lyrical pivotal spot Even though I changed with the time like digital clocks Either goin' straight for the kill Gun-slingin' or I'm goin' straight up Jada and Will I come swingin' I'm rollin' like the prices on the coupe dropped I'm dolo like a sniper's on the rooftop I'm sicker though I'm feelin' like the flu shot I shit on every artist on the charts and leave a diaper on the jukebox My mind's like the Japan bullet train it floats in cycles Rhyme full of pain spoken right out the smokin' rifle I'd rather squeeze until the Colt jam like Lisa We can battle like them Grind Time kids How about this how about I take your wifey on tour with me And never give her back same way my nigga Big Sean did I go hard 'til two-thousand-and-eight my father was crazy like Hailie Jade StillI I was born a Saint like Baby Ye I prayed hard and only God I fear You just plain playin' God lookin' like James Harden without his beard These niggas hoes man it's sickening They only goals is get some golds and bitches and Get on the 'Gram wearin' a Roc Nation hat But anybody who's anybody knows So run along with your little microwave hits All you niggas is my light work like the day shift Yeah right now I'm finally respected Until the day that I'm finally neglected And I'm fallin' I'm callin' all kinds of pyrotechnical fires in the sky over Heaven During my final eclectic spiral I die right on the steps As if I don't accept it If it ain't green I don't see it I'm color-blind With my eye on the exit with my other eye on the double line On the essence and any other kind of successes of the grind Dominoes with destiny I'll forever be fuckin' fly I'm fired with flows top five and you know I'm happy at platinum but I was happier Back when five hundreds thousand was sold My proudest accomplishment now Was when I got quiet to get sober And silence is gold I let my whole story fly at no cost to the people While I'm talkin' to Joe no Budden I'm talkin' Joe Walsh from the Eagles No stuntin' we just wrote somethin' My demise was supposed to be weeks ago keep your smoke comin' I'm over here with five hundreds styles like a savant You wanna see me washed five hundreds pounds like I'm Avant Hair dyed and all fried up like Yung Joc or Jaheim Only way I'm goin' out is gunshots or sirens We make paper you party we play Vegas Nothin' but sirens surroundin' me when we play wagers I'm fuckin' the bitch of my dreams and we they favorite I be givin' bitches orders like they mothafuckin' grandpa Trappin' is for rappers I be grindin' like the dancehall I don't know astrology I just know I'm a Cancer male Eatin' south of France he who doubts the man can't prevail Back when Guru used to manifest the rhyme I was known for nothin' less than just a candidate for crime In and out of Ibiza spendin' power a Visa Standin' the test of time like the Leaning Tower of Pisa Got the same piece of chrome Sweets loaned Bishop on credit Everybody comin' with their hit record big record This gon' play in the clubs radio chick record Either that or they come with a diss record I come from where you don't disrespect none of your successors I don't fuck hoes that I can't leave in less than six seconds You guessed it I'm throwin' bullets at you but you ain't about to go for long I'll pull the fourty-four and let it bang like Post Malone Might as well get ready for your tomb you play me Tell your wife she gon' be solo soon like Swae Lee Quarter pills recoupin' the deal worth a quarter mil' All I'm tryna do is stay Black and get out like Jordan Peele Everybody do it for the accolades I'm tired of them I ain't cared about Grammys since Jay boycotted them Spent my first advance at Manny's followin' Pharrell and them Used to ask bitches for ass now I'm just tellin' them If I get anymore fly I'ma need my own space suit Got these hoes gettin' naked like they high off K2 All I need is five minutes every style get augmented Well-endowed in God's image never smiled Kawhi Leonard These pellets of pedophiles comin' out this arm bro They touchy trust me Dudley Arnold Rappers blow up then they debut their whole album on Ellen Ain't nobody fresher than him that dealt with more pressure than him Never dealt with niggas whose image is skinny stretchy denim Just remember everyone who with me winners Everyone who with you dinner Bitches switchin' quick as Bruce and Krissy Jenner Chrome rims on the whip just to shine on niggas Black tires the lip white Tyrone Biggums We givin' out turkeys on Thanksgiving like Nino with us We even passin' out TVs like Wendy Williams All I know is that I'm the wild child Y'all don't want no smoke with these bars All y'all niggas know is y'all SoundCloud Let's hypothetically say I'm pissed I would definitely AR grip I would definitely spray off quick Y'all expectin' me to hesitate to shoot this bitch Then y'all are definitely in the playoffs with JR Smith I'll definitely put my hand in your pockets but not the way you want I'll put your whole family in boxes like y'all the Brady Bunch I go bananas too miraculous to react to mortal mammals Cookin' crack in my new velour pajamas Gettin' back to my roots rap where I store them hammers My IP address is my dresser drawer I ain't stressin' unless it's war I ain't session less is more I bet you'll die less of my iron's legend for regrettin' gore Ghost whiter than the driven snow and it's headed north Lookin' like it's four of the seven dwarfs flows and metaphors Bury skulls all over the globe like a Stegosaurus Why these niggas gettin' their hair dyed and their nails polished I'm like Biggie and Pac trapped inside of Big L's body I don't relate to common folk they focus on the comments So I'ma go roll a Testarossa down the coast of Monaco Lo and behold your honorable niggas is sheep Niggas asleep 'bout as woke as a dinosaur My connect'll give you a whole kilo of coke So he can go Geronimo He should receive a trophy for bein' the Holy I'm from the streets where the odds are not even Robbery themin' ball it's debauchery schemin' Allah and Jesus it's hard to believe I'm a product of Eve in the Garden of Eden Thinkin' how targeted we've been Rihanna's stalker I'm parked in her DMs Put these paws on you I'll soften your defense Hit your pause button halt your critiquin' Talk is cheap the more I hear you talkin' it cheapens And all I see is prey 'round the streets today I'm 'bout a freak away from havin' Issa Rae eatin' out Lisa Raye Any artist out that you see is great Tell him I said bring his ass better bring his A Let his single play We don't care what you sing Hit you in your face with the butt of the gun You leak and give your street credit a few streams Pop go to weasel nigga fever nigga I'm the illest You got pop culture fever nigga Pop toaster squeeze the triggers season tickets Now I pull the cops over give them niggas season tickets Wifey used to shoot me down vicious now she the missus She turned me to a family guy quicker than Peter Griffin I told myself when I was fourteen that she the one Now a nigga prolly got more seeds than Peter Gunz Now a nigga grow up my groceries in two-seaters Used to roll the old-school four speakers and two tweeters Ridin' with nothin' but raw quarter packs in duffles Y'all niggas is cut like one of them Get Rich or Die Trying wife beaters Me I'm just all shoulder straps and muscle If you're a hater let's do it I'll whip you now then I'll whip on your boy later Them whippings'll go around like a tornado So many men shoppin' in women's section it ain't no ladies left You playin' crazy like the Chappelle sketch Wayne Brady ep I'm what you get when Freeway Rick and Cocaine eighties met I'm bringin' bars back to the street like Jay and Nas beef Broadcastin' Ether in HD at godspeed Since ninety-nine I've been dope in this focusin unfocusin' Sure as the sun floats and sure as the sun smokin' I was the gun totingest my 'cause told me Don't get demoted keep it close to your digits You know you get it you let yaself get too close to 'em chickens Strokin' the kitten of Kat Stacks 'bout to turn around And write a book about both of them bitches Almost at Z chillin' at a rest stop My new bitch call her my PS3 you Your bitch pussy call it my Xbox Me I'm the rhyme ruler me and Denaun together Deadly as Nas in his prime you 'bout deadly as a benign tumor Since ninety-two been a highly touted retarded truth Never sellin my soul I'm sellin' my skills I'm on Rap's Radar now Elliott Wilson Painter of the underground canvas even though I can't freelance no more the underground's famished Before I settle for less then average I'll swallow a watermelon Follow it with a Double-Down sandwich I swear that God told me Slaughterhouse would be the second time around for me All eyes on me I know I'm not the greatest I go hard Your boombox is now invaded Bogart ha Look at me today 8 years ago I was popular for being hated Solar Nickel Nine's the ruler God combined with Buddha Gifted oblongata prized medulla Each line's like a computer bomb designed by MacGyver That only can be detonated by a MacGruber Somebody told me I'm prolly dyin' but I ain't listen By the time it could harm me I'll prolly die by a trigger So I'm only goin' cold turkey right after Thanksgivin' I paint pictures between blank scriptures Now just how contradictory is it that I pray The name's Royce and I be poppin' so much pussy Dwight Howard look at me sideways And while the bitches try to grab all on my dick I can't even get my own nigga to rap on my shit You form a clique it should be sacred I shouldn't say shit 'Cause the Truth Hurts like the bitch that Dre ditched Sober or wasted for you there's no replacement Slaughterhouse would be the second time around for me Dramatic video of a Detroit gas station shooting leads to the arrest of two people including the woman seen opening fire I'm barbaric to the fuck tards I don't compare to the subpar I'm here to see to it the mourning show It's your funeral for your mom plus your pa I'm on the Russ Parr thus far to us stars This is just us rock use a nigga guts for the guitars They getting bodied by an old nigga Tell them nigga's their baby mamas tryin' to roll with us I send it back 'til you mentally raped Trying to cut carbs doing the butt to DeBarge Fly nigga mayday tryna touch Mars Tryna get a payday like a nut bar Tryna get my own island fuck cars I'm without a bus card living in demise The record label pimpin' him 'cause the raps he be givin' 'em He can actually deliver them and make a Motherfuckin' ribbon in the sky I guess I'm just a specimen with the literacy special ability I'm characteristically raised for everything still paid for Embarrassed niggas like Kimbo with the steel cage flow No time to take it in yet I'm still thankful I don't discriminate I take it in pesos Tryna to close my curtain I was in Capers Now I'm insured by the street now my stint paid for Stickin with the papers Sticking to any shit that I say bro This is the Vince Staples I clearly only target the bosses Whenever we arrive at your office I definitely body your authors I'm Martin Shkreli everybody audit the auction About it and cautious a product of losses Living modest dealing with problems That the cars in his closet is costing Niggas hearts turn into jelly the second that they have to part with their celly Live life behind real bars They don't know what it feels like to have a real fight At night in the dark with your celly Never take advice from the jealous Watch your man even if you got to watch him take an L'ie You still gotta stand by him like you Omelly The white girl got you bugging out like Liza Minnelli My car's on fire the tires Pirelli I'm Martin and Eddie Searching for Taral Hicks Not to give her a baby but to put a life in her belly I'm barbaric with the nine and all Am I in everybody's top 5 Not at all You could find a nigga name in the ladies room On a lot of walls topic of vagina monologues I write a lot of bars that's why I'm poppin' like an adderall I'm duplicated more than Audemars If you could take the beef home with you You could make a goat out of ours If you can take the bars and the rhymes home you can make a soap out of ours These are breaks you had to be casted Fatality to flattery flaccid You bleed blood I leak battery acid There's no wrath that you can accurately battle me after I'm that great After Adam and Eve ate the apple I evaporated came back a cadaver You can't assassinate me Name abracadabra Guns is named Latimer Got the little kids doing dirty things in the hood for me I ain't talking about the same as the Vatican If it ain't immaculate it ain't adequate I heard your dog switching genders ain't that a bitch Banana clip on an automatic take that and split This that lyrical acrobatic straight savage shit The whole hip hop game need a rap lift Surgery to the trolls and the catfish Say my name five times I'm showing up to your home To your computer room and your blow up little mattress In the big black whip Let your bitch lick my dick sack five times and take her to Saks Fifth Everything I say is like an 8th in a transit And just waiting to wrap you in plastic for a rapper to come and take it and spastically pass away She fucking with you She definitely could fake an orgasm She fucking with me She definitely could take a giraffe dick And I'm just hustling like I'm at a cabaret Straight savage Anywhere I'm goin' land is the exit If it ain't lavish I'm my own man like Stedman I took my life into my own hands same way I take matters Listening to Coltrane on average With a no name bad bitch Took her to my home laid it down on the table In powder same way cocaine gathers Oops I mean pounded her You can either get down with us Or let the ground come up and get you like Hank Gathers Niggas think they've seen the things that I've seen Just 'cause we on Instagram in the same glasses Doesn't mean that we're cut from the same fabric What the fuck is you high as hell You know nothing about the iron in the tire well All you know about is the obvious shit Like Kanye riffing or what He'll probably yell And I bet you probably one of the old creeps helping Kylie Jenner little body sell Mermaids water good diver skills Sandwiches in the Desert with a side of mayo Transcriptions in the present got a lot of mail Still getting money off the books like Galileo I'm in the Panamera listening to Pantera I keep a narcotic in the car by the teaspoon I give her a G-Unit I hear she a fan of Yayo I got to roll with a gat in the back I get pulled over and they ask who I am Oh because the accent is black I tell them I'mma poet 'cause it's a dead giveaway That I'm much more than just a Cat in the Hat I be laughing at your guys while laughing at you If you ask who I am nigga I'm laughing at that I'm a bullseye for time to laugh and attack Kiss my ass and after that I put your ass in the crack Speaking of crack rock my pocket line with that You could step on my pocket and break your momma back Every weapon of pound I got is Floyd Mayweather Doing a movie definitely ready to counter act Got your bitch jumping 'round on the boat Looking like when flounder flap And it ain't because she found a map If your bitch with us and you call her and she tell you that she tied up She might be literally bound and gagged I'm sick I'm sick and permanent Like the doctor opened me up and found a mask Close me up left inside of me an ounce of hash I exercise for dumbbells hanging onto the gun rail While I'm pressing up piles of cash I said America the beautiful Land of free home of brave Everyone is born and raised to think like a dead man When you alive you the lowest on the totem pole And soon as you die then here goes this Oh now he heroic Oh now he the coldest He had that talent and I didn't know it Man listen being humble ain't gon' get you out your grave You should treat your life the same way you thinking like and go and whip it like a slave What the fuck is arrogant That's the shit they injecting into us Americans How 'bout I think I was put here to push European whips And so what if you don't like it I thought you'd be inspired Right past the pretenders the men with no passion Who think it's possible to be past your potential like life has just ended The spirit broken and so the wife and kids are born into only knowing the White Castle menu While the richest born into white castles Attending Bar Mitzvahs the future of us niggas is in syringes Anyway I take popping shots at niggas over receiving posthumous props from niggas any day Maybe y'all just scared lost in everybody saying not to floss so you go watch the Walking Dead Yeah you in the America the beautiful land of free home of brave Everyone is born and raised to think like a dead man When you alive you the lowest on the totem pole And soon as you die then here goes this Man listen being humble ain't gon' get you out your grave You should treat your life the same way you thinking like and go and whip it like a slave What the fuck does humble mean Call me good at something I'll say I'm good at a bunch of things I feel my whole life my fire should be lit I feel my wife's pussy wet each time she sees my dick she get excited by the way I whip it way I whip it way I whip it She likes the way I whip it Man look here I've been anti-corporate since daddy told me That they force me here against my will Without no horses or some land Of course they saying I'm supposed to just forget they throw the scrap at those that can distract with those endorsements Closing doors and all of those who buy the clothes and shoes Hope you not expecting treatment by the book From he who wants you to forget that you was brought over here by the boat I don't know why niggas say they money funny when it's low 'Cause when you broke it's not a joke Talk that we can't take shit with us when we die shit You don't leave behind shit 'cause you died without shit America the beautiful Land of free home of brave Everyone is born and raised to think like a dead man When you alive you the lowest on the totem pole And soon as you die then here goes this Oh now he heroic Oh now he the coldest He had that talent and I didn't know it Man listen being humble ain't gon' get you out your grave You should treat your life the same way you thinking like and go and whip it like a slave If he's hot expose him then Roll on him we can't roll on him Roll on his closest kin That kind of behavior I call that Niggerdom Mentally enslave them taze them then they go crazy Everybody think a revolution coming Wanna be involved in the riot Everybody arguing out here this how I feel This shit here is bigger than war They sticking and sicken the shit in the food that the nigga consume so it's hidden in stores Some shit that can kill your fertility damage your thinking Limit your abilities think about that now The fact that y'all living is crazy 'cause alcoholism got black people tapping out quicker than Savion Glover And we ain't no Avion lovers We dying each time that the Hennessy pours Our plugs are the mothers on the other side of our umbilical cords Can I talk my shit Y'all niggas confidence dropping Y'all letting people control y'all flow who don't know how y'all clocks tick I'm disgusted Find the money if the money don't fit Do like me on this and find a different pocket Only in America Oh damn I guess you is kinda talented Make sure you don't forget where you came from boy Always stay humble Now why don't you do that thing again with your tongue You know that one thing when you go and whip it I'll be shutting niggas up when I talk But nothing's ever gonna get done to me Y'all ain't gon do nothing at all I'm gon be talking shit forever man ever man Shut the fuck up when I talk Nothing's ever gonna get done to me Y'all ain't gon do nothing at all I talk about your ass forever man ever man Last name Voorhees first name Jason Like a loaded pistol boy I ain't nothing to play with You don't want no problems that drama be too horrendous Fuck you and your feelings your Momma the who offended Pimping ain't easy but bitch I'm in the building I'm the smack man I got a backhand like Serena Williams He hungry like them Africans on the TV asking feed the children Even though he be eating like he Sicilian I sweat brilliance I shit genius You on fire till I come by you and extinguish I'm distinguised I'm bout to quit writing You bout to grow a set of hooters while a nigga just winging My dick swinging it's slapping my leg so much the shit's stinging You heard who better than me bitch bring em uh He stepped up like Rocky he'll probably be finished He'll go from looking like he Balboa to Rocky Dennis You thought you was winning til every tooth in your mouth is in A pouch in your pocket the next time you talk to your dentist These lame niggas say they bodies is endless Get in my lane they license to kill is probably suspended I'm fly feeling like I got wings and I'm in the air 'Cause he too rare there should be a sign on every vocal booth You collect and call me by my alias it's What Loot Find me with your bitch my dick out with a mouth on it Take her round the corner a couple times put some miles on it Take her round monsters OGs that used to be slaves For Reagan helping to fund the Iran contra Poster boy for gun rap I got all kind of rhymes Done about my guns cousin 'cause I got tons of em I ain't no industry nigga I don't do no events I got some red carpets that's under my shoes in the Benz He so street when he do it the sewer's his twin He spit that shit he should spit it into a depend When it come to rhyming I'm a Ducati your dude is a Schwinn I don't do parties and you just do men My crew just too sick your crew got pooper scoop dicks My crew just drink and do chicks nigga y'all ain't gon' do shit Slaughterhouse dynamic is Ortiz too mature for beef Joey kill you with his words me I do it forcefully Crooked is the smart one but don't you get it twisted That nigga there he will kill ya I been to see how he living When I brain storm actual rain comes I am one with the streets I Sam Cookes the beat until change come My brain got different compartments one it holds the psychosis One it holds the explosives one just got a note in it Homie knows that he dope he stays on his toes he ferocious It's hopeless to focus on me with negative energy You'll only lose your focus I am not the best I am death now let God and Satan iron out the rest And since I can't do another nigga beat Without y'all try thinking I'm dissing him Shout out my nigga Drake Now get the fuck out my face fore I fuck you up It all started with a Starter coat The starter pistol got us out the momma jokes The house party finally started now it's time to go Get some pussy sponsored by the barber and a bar of soap I'm stealing cars it wasn't logical But on the bright side they taught us how to drive 'em doe We used to tilt them bitches with screw drivers So I'm kinda used to being at the bottom of your columns ho But the Billboard list was kinda comical How the fuck was it designed and chronicled I can see it now for sho' Bunch of blases from a buncha artists with a timeless flow Gettin' trampled over on a twenty year old blogger flow If 'Pac ain't on your list then you ain't fuckin' logical I'm talkin' up the shit not no fuckin' five or four It all started with a Starter coat Wonderin' why Brenda threw that baby in the garbage fo' On my way to cop my navy blue Starter coat It all started with a Starter coat The starter pistol kept niggas out here from startin' smoke Without it I'd be dead or be an artichoke The 9 iron armor in the heart of gold Nobody witchu nigga that's the Art of War But do not forget you fuckin' start it does I grew up with three brothers As soon as I was born my lungs collapsed And I had to be hooked up to a ventilator Growing up I gave a lotta niggas shiners doe I gave a lot of people my respect Daddy taught me that one growing up He threw me through a shower door I used to wonder why my uncle looking startled fo' Crawlin' around all on the ground like his heart is broke I found out he got a crack problem and he thought he dropped a couple particles Well I'm a fucking alcoholic so Who am I to judge I'm just honorable I be temporarily in love when I'm inside a ho I'm a pure artist I don't need to see the charts to know the art is under our control Highs lows problems pain drama that's what's optimal I guess I'm just the best at thanking God and feeling awesome doe 'Cause I survived the era of the Starter coat It all started with the Starter coat I lost my virginity aboard the fucking Boblo boat I ain't graduate on time I ain't go to college so A couple friends of mine did Other friends of mine dead I'm fuckin reminded Just because I made the most money That don't mean I went the farthest doe I hope my college friends reminded You got degrees that don't mean you the smartest doe Mo' money mo' problems I lost plenty mo' marbles on my marble floor Then I left in my Starter coat What they taught us that was all a joke You may not got a lotta dollars at least you got a post Please don't take my memories of me and my Starter coat We started off as targets We had the Congress mad at the whole genre Now it's like we not even trying to be good It's like we just sitting ducks in the eyes of evil I open windows with hopes that the wind blows you ten mo' blessings Set my Timbo's next to my dresser with the Nintendo and yes It's time it's time to move something I guess we missed our window to try to prove something Spot a whack producer from across the room Walk up to him smack his hookah across the moon Break a platinum plaque over a rapper back Go and toss that bitch into a dark lagoon Go into the heart of the art form with a harpoon They ain't skilled enough to stand the field with us You gon' have to retire me It's only like four or five of you rappers who can actually inspire me I be out here telling the truth I should sign my autograph with a polygraph I move in silence tryna get to you before you could brace yourself 'Cause I'm tryna put yo' ass in a body cast Y'all niggas lollygag not me This evening I'm with the biggest spenders having the most prestigious dinner You eating Church's Chicken with suspicious fictitious sinners I'm a living legend you a fidget spinner I'm getting cheddar they tryna catch up to my past M's And I'm getting better quicker tryna catch up and pass Em' I be blacking out you could ask them Everything I spit be sick gag phlegm Everything I wear be tailor-made to fit Giraffe trim Huh it seem like everybody out here right now wanna be 'Pac While I'm zoning stirring the pot I'm 'bout to go so motherfucking Lamont Coleman This 'bout to be disturbing to watch While I'm out here swerving the drop Your favorite rapper 'bout to get cleaned up served in a box Like laundry detergent pushing 'round these birds with a mop Tryna stay in a genius creative state of mind Tryna stay sharper than straight sharks in a 'gator pond Grate her down all for the greater good and the greater grind While they denying now all these heathens be crying 'bout Taking care of two three dudes but these people be lying We keeping it G we keeping the iron out They feed negativity we eating vagina while Keeping it Zion we turning the streets of Detroit to a D zoo Eating while we feed people to lions The dude that I brought with me psycho and schizo He think that he Luke he like to lift you and make you skywalk You don't wanna play with none of his make-believe truth They'll make the iron speak too Until it's parts of a easel Threw a piece of your heart in a jar for the people I'm the best at who we are that's fucking food for thought Nobody else been thinking like me thus far though I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese While I'm flipping pies like Patti LaBelle Sara Lee Eating all the bark with Gargamel off of the cherry tree King of the dark art all is pale compared to me Let the hail from the evil word flip hath fury I enter into a different intuitiveness on instruments I just whiplash new beats You just the next wave to catch a crazy catchphrase I'm just a neck brace to the next crazy contestant who should step to me neck pain Tell paparazzi I'm charging sales tax to media In order to picture these digits press will have to capture Loch Ness On the back of a hellcat or capture a meteor Me I left from the frying pan like the Devil's last ingredient While Jesus wept I made boss music flunkies relate to Better each time I came through like I held back the previous Look I'm the real thing These niggas just here to provide dangerous detail These niggas listen to sign language probably speak braille Me I'm just about to stick my dick in the dirt Either that or a model these Ether raps are the Bible I'm gon' relapse for a bottle or be in the absence of Godot Relax for a throttle One of the last living rap forefathers who wouldn't ask for a dollar My style lethal ferocious Streaming out your club when your single drop Like a single drop of blood off the beak of a vulture Uh I broke my key off in the car door Just as I was on my way to score a quarter key off Artmore I'm an angel at squalor My threshold for pain goes farther than a marine who's been ordered to war So at three fourty-five which by the way is a quarter a to four Somebody ask me for change for a dollar While I spray your ass with four different fours More layers than fourty-four sorting couture Vocabulary lords sicker than Herbie's recording thesaurus The Virgin Mary took a morning-after pill the morning before fornicating the Lord They gave birth to me fourty-four days later drinking a forty at the coroner's door Therefore this is more than just my dormitory This is the safe place I come to look Benjamin in the face So when you gon' end up getting ate like four and four Icicles is made of blood-boiling water alluring gore I'm here to combine all three Bar Exams for a fourth While I shoot the shit as deep as foul goes though so it's four to four While driving a Ford wondering why guys look at me foreign for Can't stop the hustle Royce nickel nine Glock stops the tussle nine shots'll bust you Pine box they'll stuff you fuck you I am not the tussle Niggas don't know me I'm Detroit's king nigga bow Rock City's where the niggas pimp hoes and ball Strip hoes in bars steal clothes from malls As long as your city's got the Bombs and your city's got the Arms and your city's got the Titties sagging looking like they got forearms Gold bottles green bottles Cris' to the don Niggas get popped for selling weed shaked with seeds If you hate me you hate the D nigga please I'm taking shit back to the riots in the sixties Think I'm lying Visit me Rock City come on and rock with me Suburban and city niggas hustle together Long as it's money involved niggas'll tussle together Long as the hustle's a hustle the green is green White is white nigga we buying if the price is right So drop the mics everything's on cock From the shots to the dice we are not into hype You can't say we can't work Either we some plant workers or we some niggas that plant work What Detroit bitches is 'bout it You can just ask any one of your niggas that visit about it Any seven mile bitch know how to get rich She'll fuck you 'til you sleep plus lie to your bitch Plus she'll suck and swallow up outta your dick And she'll keep a sugar daddy that'll buy her some shit come on The city with the bars where the goons Where the cars is produced here we are with the New casinos car shuffles numbers to bet Disrespect and get a new smile under your neck A city full of thug-ass niggas and punk-rockers A lot of niggas act like Pac so cops watch 'em Them shot blocks up in the black or the light Timbs White boys look act and rap like Slim Fight Music knife users never respect it Guns talk high schools with metal detectors A city full of Tommy Hearns thumpers Grant Hill hoopers Barry Sanders runners stunners Chaldeans with weed-connects like whoa Type of weed no need to test like 'dro Type of cats who got dough they like You real then you might go where Let's get it started like transmission and alternators Got the keys in the cage ready for who you call the greatest Takin' 'em down from the biggest bitches to smallest haters I'm 'bout to serve these niggas call 'em waiters Got my mind right money right ready for war And I got the explosives under my competitor's car These niggas runnin' 'round talkin' 'bout they better than moi When I'm done all that's gon' be left bitch is ya head and ya bra Bitch I'm the head of the pack and I'm ahead of the game And I put yo' head on a platter you put some shit on my name Bitch I'm the shit see the stains that I done left on the track And I ain't sayin' no names but I left the best on they back And they ain't sayin' no names so I gotta say it myself I'm finger fuckin' this game so you gotta play with yourself Don't pull a K off the shelf or pull a strap out the stash I ain't gotta draw the pistol I'll be clap at yo' ass I just let the hands of God toe-tap on you fast Leave you mashed like potatoes on the top of the grass Call the coppers to catch me and they'll just tell you to drop it I'll find you sooner or later and they can't do shit to stop it Got that thing and I'mma pop it like a bubble on the double I am trouble in the flesh you can't see me with the Hubble We ain't wishin' these niggas good luck go get a clover Look at ya man look back at me yeah I know sickenin' huh If you got a Porsche with only two doors need to upgrade 'cause you missin' some We just got two different bills different styles different sums Started as a drive-by ended as a hit-and-run Stop me in the streets let it be properly when you greet Fuck lookin' for me I'm on your property if it's beef Not for robbery of ya piece it's lobotomy with my peeps That comraderie is usually sodomy for the beat 'Less my critics put a lens on them so I could look through it Shut the fuck up probably mean that you too shook to do it We'd see two pennies to your name yet you so saucy When I fix this game you can Thank Me Later for it no Aubrey Switch my demeanor up I'm off my three-hundreds-eighty shit My future's bright stars is by my head Baby shit Make me sick what you eat don't make me shit Found out the reason they hate me is my God-like presence must be atheist While all of the frauds in rap is talkin' swag put a fork in that Slaughter's back listen nigga I got houses all across the map Even got a Boston pad got this bitch from Boston bad Well put her in a wrestlin' move but I heard she got that Boston Crab Batteries in your back go by what he say So you know what that blindfold's for That bloodshed's a secret let's keep it behind closed doors Ay it ain't nobody fuckin' with us nobody fuckin' with us I'm the present and the future Like Christmas in two-thousands-and-twelve I'm the present in the future an executive producer You will never get to choose ya destiny 'cause you a pessimistic loser Mess with me and I'll definitely shoot ya I'mma do's ya like I'm reppin the Yakuza Die hard like I'm sexing with Medusa do something nigga Born thuggin' I don't fuck with the cops Nuts hang down my pant leg balls tucked in my socks I ain't gotta act tough to get a couple of props Little nigga raised hisself I don't know what's up with my pops Do I think I'm the dopest in America I do Make you switch your whole style like you're datin' Erykah Badu Pair of Ferragamo shoes I will stomp you I'm fucked up like the relationship between Farrakhan and Jews I'm spankin' this instrumental like a wrinkly old bitch I'm whippin' the kick and snare make 'em pick they own switch I'm smarter than computers that know how to fix they own glitch I'll leave you face down like chicks who lick they own tits And from this day forward Crooked is aging backwards Gettin' younger and fresher puttin' bums under some pressure Yes sir Watch the next Slaughterhouse album Every line is white powder I ain't talkin' 'bout talcum Distinguished alkie the flask on the armoire I'm from the home of the most popular bomb weed Most proper hoes rock with my partners who top seed Po' vodka we gon' bottle pop in the calm breeze Dumpin' my cigar ashes out on top of the palm trees Chrome chopper if I squeeze you drop on the concrete You wanna' talk about the paper Oh let's do it Batter pocket syndrome the money we gon' abuse it Still gettin' out-of-town paper so don't confuse it Tell the hip-hop cops nah it's only music Probably in your trunk now dependin' on what car I ram Flow tight I should probably ghostwrite for your idol My pen game is God-like I could write for the Bible I'm so good that after I rock it tonight I'mma go Sexual Chocolate a drop the mic Don't even attempt to stop me mention me top me My pencil is nice should only mentally be dropping the dice I'm a speech beast you best to not approach me Matter a fact I think I second that emotion like a re-tweet My stock goin' up like a Lamborghini door I feel like Chuck Woolery in the damn Bellini store You playing yourself you remind me of the lotto' You was good and then you turned hood you remind me of Moscato I don't aim I'm like Dick Cheney The 4 spray and light your head up like Lo Pan when he gets angry This ain't Simon Says bitch this what Ryan says I hit the track and it's a wrap like Aunt Jemima head I'm beyond out of my mind if you can imagine Usin' Magic's johnson without a condom I'm bonkers If I come for your blood I ain't gonna be usin' syringes I am raw there is a difference between I and y'all You opposed you throwin' fire balls at an iron wall The sound of Alan Grunblatt signin' his name on the dotted line On that paper is your favorite rapper signin' off Damn slow down a little bit I just wanna get to know you baby I don't wanna bite you it's all chicken except for the bone Shit I'm just Hey I'm getting a little money out here I just wanna spread the wealth I got I got money I got credit cards I got PayPal cards You need groceries Shit baby what you looking at Niggas sweat bitches While bitches sweat the chill nigga in the sweats If you don't get no respect It really don't matter you could be Louis Vuitton'd up You might as well have on Von Dutch and Tommy Hilfiger with a debt I don't do dirt I don't call scenes I send niggas through to leave a mess I despise rapping niggas Y'all niggas fly private I come sky jack you niggas You disrespect me I'll get on board with three Ks out Tell him I need those jet's keys like I'm DJ Khaled Seems like every artist out there snorting coke and smoking base I just opened up the briefcase and dumped out the contents To close up an open case If my soul shall rise then I'ma lift the hood up like Tray Martin I'm a clapper they targets You bark up this tree I'll make you turn over three new leafs You live right by the code or get left like three two three I'm A Tribe Called Quest I'm the new G Out here going dumber than Tweedledee All these youngins wanna redo me like these movies 'Cause I'm so Pablo Escobar-esque Elephant in the room never out my element Never tell your intel to a gent who's intelligent 'Cause he'll tell a friend who then shall attempt To turn bullets into shells and spin and turn humans into skeletons grrah I'm breaking now 'cause I'm dating goddesses The haters tried but couldn't feed me salt 'Cause I seasoned all them now I'm raking dollars in Say goodbye I'm finna take you outta here You can't deny it I'm the H in igher Here the four door Porsche or whatever vehicle A nigga like Lincoln couldn't survive without made it out and over four scores and seven years ago Mines went like eleven layers ago My flow so heaven sent Ain't nothing like side pussy on my dick Word to the motherfucking DJ Quik Bunch of girls wanna have a bunch of relations Even when a nigga wanna be they friend I learned that faithful women need they men They don't really wanna leave they men They just don't wanna get a phone call From another chick saying where he done been If your bitch 'bout to leave better ask yourself questions You better step up and fight for her like you're fighting for Hawaii Or you motherfucking B.J Penn I'm a real nigga in the flesh My wife almost left me but she ain't do it I don't like the way ex-wife sound that don't got a ring to it I guess I'm not typical which is cool I guess I'm not hip as you which is cool I guess I'm not into the shit you're into which is cool Nigga you's a bitch and your bitch a dude which is cool I look around and all I see is fools Some of y'all got street cred some of y'all got pre-approved Some of y'all got red carpet rolled out for y'all quick as you Drop went right from a Honda to a box sixty-two They dance and they ballin' and they zonin' like they Victor Cruz Labels only care about hits and views which is cool Not only am I the alchemist I'm the evidence The wicked witch is cool the 'cause of her demise Reminds me of this jet I'm in a flyin' residence If you don't write your own rhymes get offended this is to you and you Listen fool no more bars for you You can't raise the bar you ain't in the buildin' Matter of fact you can't even lift a stool fool That liquor disappear from my system like skippin' school Me and these niggas live by the same don'ts but different do's To get they name out they willin' to get the lube That Balmain fit me like my religion true Call my assistant tell him I'm slippin' I'm spittin' jewels Somebody come out and get them like them Memphis dudes We independent while y'all flash bitches We in the trenches ball sack lickin' addiction y'all need interventions The gas pedal mashin' the carpet in them SL Benzes The dash retarded like the special olympics The needle leanin' past the finish line like Lance Armstrong I'm exotic smellin' like your baby momma vagina bonfire island I'm not a killer I'm just stricken with a sickness called homicidalitis Flat screens surround me and my dubs seat up in my whip So she can read her twitter mentions in three dimensions It's no such thing as flossin' if you ain't never seen the dentist But some of y'all need to take them gold slugs out of your face Load 'em in the pistol and shoot 'em the fuck into outer space Maybe I ain't rich as you which is cool Maybe I ain't weird as you which is cool Maybe it ain't a style to be lyrical I don't give a motherfuck I just get your mother touched I pick my own date pay my way call that double dutch I grip the ass I dump the tip call that shit the double clutch Wax on wax off clean that ugly stubble up Bonsai truth is gonna un-lie at sunrise Your makeup's running Uber's gonna catch you when it comes by You boys are entertainment I understand you like the bitch But you are pretty famous sweater like the one Cosby Wore at his arraignment uh I stay patient Pray gracious made milli's while billi' racin' Now they wanna trade places as my ceiling raises My prime lays dormant they computerized not I See I'm straight torrent I clock in write it with my pen out my acorn And then I clock out and leave a black cloud on all eight corners Started with us to hear the pop loud Robin Harris' House Party I bet y'all acquit it like a child killing cop trial All you see on the ground is an empty rock vials Like Tommy Lee and Pam Anderson I'm in the Trump Tower With this here piece manners here Magnum condom fit like Juelz Santana Bandana gear I used to need antifreeze She about to need antifrizz I'm Pac and I'm Nas when I famed danced to anti big I'm not a star ho I'm on Uranus on a pantie binge Far as are as y'all aside from flaming all of y'all I feel like I fathered all of your bars like I came up in your granny's crib The most interesting man on the god damn planet Beef is having a nigga's bitch fix me some god damn salmon Beef is trying a nigga's clothes on when he ain't home I just took a dip in your swimming pool which is cool I think you need to find some more comfortable slipper shoes which is cool Trust the fucking shooter Long live the one who got the gun in his hand with his own plan Long live the grown man with no gun but still he knows the land Long live the one truest Death to the one foolish Long live the one who ain't gon' say shit he just gon' come bump into you Death to the man who loves himself less than he loves his fucking jewelry Long live the man who gon' be the street judge and the fucking jury Nothing brings a nigga to his senses like a fucking bustin' Ruger I don't give a fuck who he is trust the fucking shooter Niggas close so many doors Nothing brings a nigga to his senses like a fucking bustin' Ruger The rabbit got the gun now nigga Trust the fucking shooter Nigga I'm focused like a motherfucker Niggas with me loc'n' like a motherfucker Pencil barrels smoking like a motherfucker When we a rogue shit we chip and dale your whole clique We put you where you folks is On the car lot like keys please And anywhere you hope to be is hopeless 'Cause we in the posted like a motherfucker Shoot the funeral up to the pulpit podium Obiturary smokin' like a motherfucker Millennials from the means streets of beefing through memes tweets and emojis Sleep on me I'mma see to it that you see more Z's When there's beef I don't call niggas Niggas call me and when they call the police If he ain't grow up wit us Leave his frame tore up shit Even Jane Doe her if she with him Jane Doe a nigga's bitch But I ain't aim for it though Gun powder and cocaine for my cane corso I came into your home Even though I came in full clothes You could pay for protection Whoever you with when you disrespect payin' for it though The lord is my shepherd All the people is sheep Call me the anchor I come from the bottom I'm deep when I speak on the violence reporting the evil I see I know what you thinking Here we go another song about a nigga who got a gun but it's not It's a song about a nigga who don't got a gun getting shot So many flows so many flows so many flows Niggas close so many so so many so many doors Nothing brings a nigga to his senses like a fucking bustin' Ruger The rabbit got the gun now nigga Trust the fucking shooter Trust the fucking shooter For you back out make the moves Shit I've seen this happen a million times Uh right long live all the hustlers that come and cop with straight cash Long live the plugs that show love but still got class Death to the ones get it on their arm and run off with cash Long live all the goons who get half just to find their ass Line your fast you could never minute past rapidly Long nose think sneeze at you You know a nigga sinus bad Ten nine you never mind to rag I sit and wonder how much mind you had Long flight had the time to lag I came from cross the road to cross the globe To off the load to get all kinds of bags Long live the one who got the gun in his hand with his own plan Long live the grown man with no gun but still he knows the land Long live the one truest Death to the one foolish Long live the one who ain't gon' say shit he'll just gon' come bump into you Death to the man who loves himself less than he loves his jewelry Long live the man who gon' be the street judge and the fucking jury Nothing brings a nigga to his senses like a fucking bustin' Ruger I don't give a fuck who he is trust the fucking shooter Nothing brings a nigga to his senses like a fucking bustin' Ruger The rabbit got the gun now nigga A women's loyalty is tested When her man has nothing A man's loyalty is tested When that man has everything The definition of a legend Is a man who starts with nothing And leaves the game with everything Pardon nigga I'm the hardest nigga out The farthest nigga out the party nigga I'm the artist I put all these niggas in the garbage All these niggas in the toilet While I sit in orbit I'm not getting better I'm just getting started I just flipped it like I do all my competition Let me slow this shit down I just need me a bad one Come over here and wear my flag hon' I give y'all the bottom line I don't do a lot of talkin' 'Cause a lot of talkin' take up a lot of time And I don't got a lot of time Since a kid sittin' in the wicker chair With the sweater with the collar out of mine I swore a lot and swear to promise to cut the line Swear not to get out of line I can't have 'Pac in my closet I don't got time to idolize I just cop it and toss it I don't got time to itemize my flight is high Probably the only thing around me tonight that's high Pockets chubby I should say tubby 'Cause I'm ballin' like Dr. J I certainly got comrades like Conrad Murray Who operate ugly from around the way I'm lookin' around at these pretty girls and this what I got to say Ain't no better feeling Than turning down you a bad one That's that shit gon' make you legendary It ain't no better feeling Than turning down you a bad bitch That right there gon' make you legendary That's that shit gon' make you legendary I ain't tryna fuck every bitch that's tryna fuck me That shit right there just ain't necessary All I'm tryna be is legendary That right there won't make you legendary I remember I was just a pimp Save all that extra shit You bitches' neck'll twist quick as The Exorcist Just tryna catch a glimpse bitch I look excellent Soon as I exit I peel out advantage She try to look hard 'cause her ride lookin' small We will suit up and boot up and get out like Mexicans All you niggas do is party all the time Party all the time Once you my target I'll stop you while you're startin' Started why you stoppin' My niggas clock around the party Around the clock wearing choppers 'round the forty cal And rocket launcher down the block Mwah And they ain't got no lawyers That gon make 'em fuckin' legendary That's gon make you fucking legendary Now all them baddest bitches know to never come to me with nonsense 'Cause they know that I will fuck 'em once Like a record company then drop 'em Hold up that's that shit gon make you legendary That shit gon make me solegendary 'Specially if she acting suspect And the pussy just end up being so so I'm just a superhuman being with the quickest slow flow Got the underground wire like the tires low pro Got the eye of the tiger inside of the mind of a old soul yo It ain't no better feeling Than turning down you a bad one That right there gon make you legendary You get more for your money when you fuck with Mr. Porter I been waiting in this bitch driveway for an hour my nigga hell no There's only one way I can fix this problem my nigga that's sell dope I ain't come in this bitch to politic or rub elbows Even my own bitch know I'm mentally unavailable I'm busy I sell dope I'm focused I'm focused I'm focused on three things That's go and buy three chains that's fuck your bitch at my earliest convenience and sell dope When I'm with her she creeping on you when I hit it I hit it with my phone on speaker phone While she's moaning I'm still tryna sell dope She told me go to the principal's office I went to go sell dope I don't care about y'all what y'all wear where y'all been All I know is I'm fresh as fuck from head to toe If you don't like it you can get the fuck out my car Go over there somewhere and ride Pierre Cardin And when you see that bum make sure you tell him I said that I sell dope For all the times I was dead broke Speaking of dead when I die I swear I'mma try I'mma still try to sell dope sell dope But out here on these streets you'd swear I had pure gold This bitch told me I can't get them digits my nigga my nigga aw hell no It's only one way I'mma fix this my nigga that's sell dope A fan asked me for a picture I squatted down for a jail pose Then I dashed before the flash could finish I forgot I had to go sell dope What news you got if it ain't about selling dope I can't take it Tell whoever set my expiring date I had a prior engagement to sell dope That's why I'm in every discussion I could sell a whale a bucket Of well water I could sell Harriot Tubman a mothafuckin' railroad I'm the flower with the thorn rising out the concrete y'all just born on Melrose I stay strapped I stay strapped like velcro I just had a job interview they asked if I ever been to jail before I said yes then I got up and left like fuck this shit I'mma sell dope 'Cause right now I'm dead broke Speaking of dead when I die I swear I'mma try I'mma still try to sell dope I'mma try to sell dope America America God shed His grace on thee America America when will we all be free Somebody very dear to me just attempted to kill herself And showed me we don't fear death we fear itself Ever since ninety-eight in hip hop my presence been felt Couple dollars couple models couple of bitch niggas under my belt Thorough nigga I'mma hold you to it If we hand shake my plan B is to complete plan A Grindin been my strategy like this is my anatomy I should get a tat on me that say why Would you let some dollar dictate your army I brush my shoulders up polish off Haters if you play me I'll spray your potato layed up with fakers I put them in the news in a major paper My roller coaster of a career hope it's been real for you Because it's been weird for me I feel like They can take away the cars they can take away the cash But I bet you they can't take the realness that's in me I've been up I've been down I don't give a fuck yeah I just want mama to be happy Is that too mothafucking much to ask Damn it I'm about to cry in this bitch king of the jungle I hate liars but I fuck with a lioness bitch If you don't straighten your ass out right now I will find you and iron you bitch Grindin been my strategy like this is my anatomy I should get a tat on me that say why Would you let losses make you act like a faggot I'm a fly and you act like a maggot Money comes money goes I used to wear funny clothes Hammer pants my mama used to wipe my runny nose My real family all I care about is her I'm feelin' like Then I watch my daddy hit my mama listen to my mama Tryna calm us y'all don't understand the problem that we have Who gives a shit about dollars when you gotta go visit your father in rehab You said Rick Ryan Marcus as long as I'm getting high your mama will be sad And only I can fix this so I'mma turn this all around I promise As we sat He said i'm down in life right now you know I'mma be back And when he got back home it's like it was heaven sent 'Cause I was only eleven at the time and he's been clean and sober ever since He gave me this advice you at a huge advantage Long as you know what's rules in life and a view for the planet Rather you the man you're the mechanic people treat money like oxygen When they got it they take it for granted but then lose it and panic So spoken G I look at him like Superman And y'all know niggas ain't even close to me so if he can fall so can we Somebody lift me up yeah Give me a ride I'm sliding off the highway There's a curve in the road I don't know when I'm going crazy Verbalizing my theme murder Communicating while you debating using machine squirters Bro that trigger's my tongue I lick a nigga The Lord call for your soul it's time to go pick up Answer the horn it's blowing at you My heat heating my whole hip up all we do is court strippers Your metal freezing like it's a morgue zipper I ride around with Preem 'Bout to change the game 'bout to fly the desert Eagle for y'all people like the wing's the clip And the barrel's the beak my apparel is fleece I'm adorned in diamonds I'm a pharaoh deceased Like if Spawn was rhymin and I would advise you Not to tempt her New Temptations the gun harmonizing Every bullet's a note I write with a firing pen Every time that trigger pull it's a quote Inside a booth fulla smoke sniffin lines of that gunpowder I'm hotter than a pair of boots and a coat And a turtleneck the best rapper alive Could be the best rapper that died I'm murderous If you ain't get it by now I'm suicidal I'm wild A nigga better than me is who I ain't heard of yet So I ain't murdered yet he ain't even been born His momma's a virgin she ain't even fertile yet Prepare to get back next time you take a shit stand and turn around and look in the toilet then compare me to that Don't compare me to none of these muhfuckin' wannabe hustlers Tough until they standing in front of me duckin' It's off with yo' head nigga 'less you one of them Dodgers We sound off as one we gun harmonize This shit is musical my spit is beautiful And if the best rapper died we'd be sitting at Nickel's funeral But we ain't dying 'cause our trigger finger nail you As quick as you clip a cuticle hollows'll hit your follicles I split your wig from far away like a long arm barber Then lift your weight like a strong arm robber Put that on Moses I rely on my rod As sure as Satan's tongue lying to God everybody dying It's like you standing in a circular firing squad Singers for hire I find him a job You see the gauge baritone the revolver's a tenor Feel the fire that burnt Richard Pryor I'm keeping two guns I named 'em Romeo and Juliet Make you take five like you and your homies on the movie set Yeah I got money on my mind that's why I'm twice on my grind I'm nice 'cause I rhyme like it's my life's on that line The second that I'm provoked I snap into a point That ain't controllable then it's either war or another quotable Don't let me get a hold of you dudes I'll murder you on camera Get Kelly's lawyer and get a mole removed I probably shouldn't have said that fuck y'all on the record Off the record if I'm on the record I'ma off the record I need a push when I'm tired of rhyming go 'head Diss me 'cause me and George Bush got a lot in common We both got no sense we love to go to war And we stay looking for weapons of mass destruction This industry is Hilary Clinton literally listen You ain't got no choice now roll with a nigga If you twisted enough to picture a devil mixed with a angel That's sick drunk inside a Range Rov that's this Wish I could stick every rapper in this bitch in a building Let 'em cypher while I fly a plane through that bitch 'Cause I hate y'all I'm tri polar with the 8 ball If I want you on my album I pull out the K and make y'all In case y'all wanna share my light I'm gonna tell it like it is Fuck it it's my Jeremiah Wright I'm a motherfucking problem I don't care if y'all don't like Times three nigga I'm me nigga We the kind that supply the rock like Chris Paul The same kind that aim 9s insane conscience And then we get rid of the rock like Dwayne Johnson Ladykiller the fly version of Orenthal Wittiest if you call a laptop a labtop You sound like a scientist but you probably a idiot Your stories ain't holding up y'all niggas lying Got me thinking y'all either too young or y'all ain't old enough When Royce gonna stop beefing with rappers Bitch when hell freeze over and Wayne sober up By the way fuck all DJs I'm just kidding I just threw that in there to get y'all attention No intention of ever dying nigga life too sweet I take care of my family they say And I invest it takes money to make money So I make green off Green like Stan Lee Smart shit I ain't got beef with no Joe Budden Y'all gon' get one of these niggas killed trying to start shit Niggas hire muscle 'cause living is a privilege The only rapper I admire for his strength is Xzibit Soon as you cross go 'head you got the right away Give a nigga iron like vitamin play I will ride up in broad day and night a nigga day Drunk I'm a recovering outpatient You at the top you shot your spot is now taken Psychotic is the ploy how the fuck you rapping and you gay And you've been spotted with a boy like a Dalmatian If I switch up I'd probably be instantly selling Got a clip full of pellets known as MC repellent While you talkin bout your money and how I can't have none of it I'll hit a nigga low just for the Zab fun of it I will never lose never lost I'mma prove it Except for my virginity but I was trying to lose it I be on some Tom Cruise shit standing on the couch In the club laughing bout my dime new chick She the shit but if you ask her she useless I'm in the pocket 'Cause got a rocket down under like Houston So I'm gonna keep being me and you should keep being you If being you offends me indeed it's gonna be me and you But understand that if it's that it's either gonna be me or you So pump your brakes before I do you like a got a key to you Shut your power off I'm a gangster Hold up keep your mouth shut Them street sweepers will come through and clean your house up Us Detroit niggas call that yellow taping the scene My south niggas call it chalked up you know We put money on it when it's real they call me Mr. Fifty a head I'm sending ten niggas to kill ya at ten until Every man got an expiration date and a price All my revolvers got the spinnin' wheel I make the Lord you pray to appear tonight like Vanna White Them racketeering charges startin' to look like a tennis deal I caught it garden in my backyard guarding the weed and lookin' like some spinnish spiel but still I'm dealin' raw From selling to buying weed actually I'm stealin' all I'm the last of a dying breed that I'm out here killing off Four of my closest friends don't know their papas so I pull out rows of dollars to show 'em these real forefathers peelin' off That's how it be when you come up around gangsters Silence be the same color my chain is That's how it be coming up on my block Silence be the same color of my watch I should have been born deaf mute Talkin' get you stripped naked Shootin' at your feet dancin' till Chippendales at your rescue If there's a wrinkle then there's iron to press you Keep playin light up your block like Christmas Eve I let a hot line sting 'em you and the cops while I'm singin' Ever since you left the city now they hotline's blingin' hmm Seen a paddy wagon cruisin' and I'm deducin' That they are only movin' 'cause all the rumors that you in If I had to draw a conclusion all the gangsters we losing is Because of the illusion you are not in collusion With the boys that's wearin' blue and it's causing all this confusion And they wouldn't even know but y'all tellin' what niggas doin' I'm going on an AK-a-thon Throw a Bible at some shallow waters right before I go and pray upon Double parked custom license plates says I can pay a fine I ain't in the zone I'm in the mother fuckin' lay up line Speaking of lay ups we do homi's based on how we doin' Last lay up line I was in was a body viewin' I'm preoccupied with the Earth's ills good 'erbals First meal was milk I milk these niggas for my first meal Full circle off of just talking I can tell types But I still give that bitch my whip test If she not exhausted then she can easily tailpipe Playin' that dirty hand I was dealt don't complain to me nigga tell Christ I'm standing over coffins with hammers and screws with a sickness Man a cure wouldn't hand a nigga these nails right Only hand me down I had was inherited head lice But nothing's more bugged out as my head size I live twice E'ery day one for the body of Martin Luther King I'm dead nice Rest call me Malcolm they want me dead because I'm dead right Ask me to spell die I'mma accidentally spell dice I can shelve a label with my shelf life I'm a rider but still I steal bikes Out of the field terrorizing reptiles and field mice I'm cut like I'm touched a blind man with braille spikes I'm deep I could break up a mother fuckin' whale fight I am not trying to be in the store all day Y'all can play the game one time Lemme go get change for a dollar real quick Hey my man what's up you got change for a dollar What's up man You don't remember me do you I remember you took my basketball and wouldn't give it back 'Cause I dribbled it inside the store but I was just messing with you Plus that was my lucky ball My Dad got it signed by Isaiah Thomas so I kept it with me Everywhere I went I used to bounce that ball Everywhere I used to go I used bounce that bounce that ball Remember me I used to buy all the mystery mix Now and Laters I used to wait for God to come down and answer all my prayers Same little boy used to walk to the corner store Who used to get the Funyun chips who ended up dumb young and rich I had young parents but they both were strict I had a superstitious granddad wait scratch that crazy granddad I seen him turn his hat around three times Drive his car around the corner three times in reverse Just 'cause he crossed paths with a black cat Man you remember Hank He used to be a Jitney at the market My Mom used to do his laundry He used to have me and my brothers dyin' laughin' at him Damn being back here bring back so many memories You sure you don't remember me You remember the ball Everywhere I went I used to bounce that ball Everywhere I used to go I used to bounce that bounce that ball I used to come and cop pork rinds I used to watch drug dealers come through in cars Wishin' I could get ahold of Thelma Fighting with my brother over channels I like watchin' movies Whatever that stupid ass show called I ain't around here being no attention whore I need niggas to look at these whips for every time we got those extension cords God I miss my big brother so much He went to prison so much that I don't think I'd recognize him these days much But I'ma always know what to get him from the ice cream truck He used to get the Push up Pops I used to get the snow cone I used to wanna be just like Turbo he used to want to be Ozone I got all the kids wavin' at me all the elderly off they high horse They wouldn't even let a nigga play twenty one in the driveway Nowadays the ball is in the my court Everywhere I went I used to bounce that ball Everywhere I used to go I used bounce that bounce that ball Well I'm back in town to let the people know That you don't need no lucky ball you already amazing And I'm still your neighbor little ol' Ryan And God bless the child no matter How long it seems somehow he'll find his way home It's so important baby Between the memories and family I don't know which one is more amazing Everywhere I go them niggas know I'm ready for combat All you ever gonna find in my DNA is combat Everywhere I go these niggas know I'm ready for combat Nothing but violence and rage in my DNA it's combat I just ride with the gun cash and a good girl that's gone bad I don't have to have a hit shit could be a bunt This ain't really what you want And I ain't really fascinated with your Benz price Fall back and get your car jacked while the engine masturbate the twin pipe Only time you heard about me backing up is the armoured truck beeping sound Instead of battle rapping with you I'd rather speak in rounds True veteran Sickening flow you couldn't do better than Show up to your crib dig a six foot hole introduce you to your new residence Y'all what all the flash and all the autographs about Y'all niggas actin' like broads is all your fault that Remy Ma the hardest rapper out Y'all only do music with people 'cos they hot so your point is stupid I just wanna stay the fuck away from you and do a joint or two with Joyner Lucas Shut the game down Show you you ain't shit when I come through Don't even flinch at me I'm James Brown You ain't built to fit in that jump suit I'm super strapped with a rocket launcher Google that Lay a hand on me I'll spray you and your homie Have you land on him like Scoob and Scrap I'm in the streets where the movers at Y'all industry y'all industries where the Ubers at I'm ruthless black like Dr Dre crew Rae Carruth in a topless grey coupe Got the K cocked stay true The roof is back get in the car Never been a star but I'm blessed I found a girl who love me almost as much as Peter Rosenberg loves Kendrick Lamar I'm just tryna be the one who finally make Rihanna faithful Was I the only one heartbroken when I found out French Montana fucked Sanaa Lathan And I promise y'all I'm not a hater I'm just aggravated I just want all my hoes who don't know that they my hoes yet to act their ages I just want to drive all my hoes crazy like the one that played That's So Raven Back to back with me blasting iron ratchet waving Caps flying like we had a graduation Everywhere I go them niggas know I'm ready for combat Y'all trying to box with a nigga that'll beat your ass but I'd much rather beat a case Just shine your light on the world So shine your light on the world No matter anywhere you go keep Shining your light on the world Don't let the money make you thirsty Don't even let it be your goal Just let it come and keep on working And shine your light on them hoes 'Cause I'm the hardest nigga out here I'd rather die than live a life of fear I know I got to be down here To shine my light on them hoes Hardest nigga out here I'd rather starve than live a life of fear I feel like God sent me down here To shine my light on them hoes Lost in the world when me and my girlfriend meet bless you If you fucked her and she didn't cum and you came then she fucked you We squeeze first nigga these ain't rebuttals These street sweepers we dump til he jump brooms Like these nuptials in the D where dreams come true This is the story of a man who's trying to break his doubts Down like his cases count Obsessive compulsive counting dough Making sure all the numbers on the inside And all the faces out Lawyers on retainers like they braces out Say my name wrong I make you taste your mouth Money come money go Get it but don't splurge it Your boy's greed and war's needs Got their own purpose There's more than four speeds on that Porsche Turbo It's sitting on four G's like my phone service I'm out here trapping but this here's sincere rapping Dear assassin you can't kill a signed and sealed classic 'Cause L's and bill blasts snake skin troops Reptile enemies X'd out is what make men true I'm blacking just like Jamaicans do I'm running long side your coupe Tapping guns upon your Wrathe window Like Ox in Belly got more Glocks and cellies Than New Yorks got blocks and delis Cops and boxes of pirellis their doors' ajar Exposing my maserati's guts And that's what got you jelly The car I'm driving got a pot belly I'm out here trapping With this here sincere rapping I've been shooting straight Since two inch tape This is for real classic And getting money was never part of my goals It just came along with me shining my light on them hoes I've been out here trapping With this here sincere rap For fifteen years I ain't leaving here without a classic I get money get money dough All I came to do is shine my light on them hoes Hip hop is my house watch these philosophies win Around artists I stand out like I locked my keys in I forgot my goal at twenty three was make a classic Walk away like Tiger with my nine iron then take the master's They say that you get what you ask for Well I asked to be left alone with my pen pad and passport This ain't no rags to rich brag shit In fact it's more close to being a rich to rags story The fabric I'm cut from's the most genuine article mankind offers I'm like an underground landmine talking And your boy's a tampon In every store I'm anti corporate Highest exalted call me commercial I'm highly insulted All I have in this fucking globe is my shotty and flow I'd rather let the coroner outline my body in chalk Than let the fans order me 'round the clock and buy me in bulk I'm out here trapping With this here sincere rapping I've been shooting straight Since two inch tape This is for real classic And getting money was never part of my goals It just came along with me shining my light on them hoes I've been out here trapping With this here sincere rap For fifteen years I ain't leaving here without a classic All I came to do is shine my light on them hoes We move in silence y'all ain't hearing us coming I was sent by God to provide that imperial sonnage Ya'll assembly line of rhymers really don't want it I'll eat you for breakfast one by one I got ya'll serial numbers I'm about to send a tweet out to my nigga Styles Tell him he got the juice now Call my OG Scarface talk some boxing with him Perhaps these new clowns politic perhaps About a new him and Royce track I'm feeling like D to the O to the C When he got his voice back Ha I'm feeling like Cube in a fresh El Camino Rolling key low g rolling through Detroit's back Streets waving to all my people I'm feeling more at home than Reese Taylor This are what memories are made of I remember each grudge each favor Each future bastard double dutching through the madness singing Just shine your light on the world So shine your light on the world No matter anywhere you go kid Shining your light on the world Don't let the money make you thirsty Don't even let it be your goal Just let it come and keep on working And shine your light on the hoes 'Cause I'm the hardest nigga out here I'd rather die than live a life of fear I know I got to be down here To shine my light on them hoes Hardest nigga out here I'd rather starve than live a life of fear I feel like God sent me down here To shine my light on them hoes Never write about me like that Never make me stick to one it'll just make me angry Never ever make me no underdog And never talk about who's gonna stop me Ain't nobody gonna stop me Ain't a heavyweight in the world fast enough to stop me Yeah I survived a lot of savage shit I've been vibing like it's Attica Bulletproof glass is on my ride around here like the Vatican I'm an addict I personify arrogance I believe you can speak some shit into existence deleted my 9 to 5 narrative Now I got a bitch so fine half the time I fuck her rest the time I just stare at her Letting the non believers know I don't need to go diamond Ryan it's forever bruh I'm a level up from buying stilettos to impress em Got em blindfolded tying em up in leather like I'm Edward Scissorhands in some boxing gloves With ya ho fucking me both hands stroking the pole looking like she tryna roll up a sleeve I call it the turtleneck Next I blow out her back while she sitting vertical on top of dick in a convertible Call the shit murder the vertebrae then drop her off at the crib with vertigo I done seen it all been through it all so you know I know what is what The smallest part of beef is gon always be all the things you utter bruh My sense is keen and I got that ivory weighing on the triple beam while I dish a queen My mind is so much more enlightening who be tryna throw shade I'm over here just destroying y'all sun And this is what you call in y'all bag then I'm in a Goyard trunk Baby I'm getting cash money getting the last laugh the last word too Bar Exam 4 y'all the there is no competition edition No features nobody scratching on it this the I just been itchin' edition Ballin' like I'm in the A Town with Terio in the bleachers Y'all are karaoking with Dirty Harry tearing your stereo into pieces Y'all need to take a soul searching class The Slaughterhouse album I'd like to drop it the New Edition biopic came out and now Joe wanna be Bobby so fucking bad I'm just joking with my good friend I'm just so in my happy place I just know from my head to my toe I'm the greatest y'all can keep ya ho and ya accolades Dr. Dre taught me to not oversaturate before he offered me a deal Right before I got another offer for a dollar amount you know that I had to take And now that all of that shit is clearly behind us y'all really expect me to regret being nineteen and going and getting a million dollars Nigga fuck you that's a million dollars still a million dollars Nigga that's twenty million nickels that equals twenty bitches and an island Now you're talking unlimited dimes and a hundred million pennies Now do I wanna pitch it down Hell yeah nigga that's a million dollars Now can you get the fuck over it Please consider respecting me I'm willing to fucking pistol bust over it As a kid I used to just be looking pitiful A lot of my courses were difficult so of course the teacher would tell me I ain't bout to be too much more than just a custodian And that gave me a complex I'm still stricken with I call the shit the Napoleon When I walk in the kitchen now I want the ho to kiss the toe and lick the linoleum All my old bitches before you slit your wrists if you can't stomach it get some Imodium Gassin' bitches and spittin' petroleum The only actual difference between me and the Holy Spirit is the Trinity and the podium Summertime were the funnest times Momma used to had to say come inside like a hunnid times Flat booty big titty bitches just on they grind My nigga Moody used to say they was built like the number nine Hah wish I could be childish for old times Either y'all were Tranzor Z or y'all were Voltron Stole bikes with Ike until the time that he stole mine What comes 'round goes 'round Look we had our best times when momma and papa went out And someone like my auntie would watch us She just smoked weed and want not to be bothered We go and leave the house to not be by her She was our favorite she never would holler She get high and give out several dollars Every time she get the camera she'd tell me to smile Knowin' damn well I was never no smiler Hey girl how you doing Yeah Greg's in there getting dressed how are the children I see you got you a new car You know just gettin' along gettin' along Ryan is doin' well uh girl I gotta go Greg is callin' me It was good talkin' to you baby I can't stand that bitch ugh I never said that life was fair Look same girl that Momma just was talkin' all fake to Used to borrow our papers and all of our things She was always ungrateful always had bad news Always into the latest gossip Always was tryna show our father her nudes that shit's not cool One day we went out in town and they broke the door down On our house and stole all of our food Stole from us we ain't have much more than you Stop uh Stop right there You know when karma catch you Everything in your life goin' fail You gon' be a failure Said you gon' be a failure You gon' be a failure We gotta move Die bitch die hoe New God flow no I go Diablo why hoe Why bitch do time tick Think about it you die slow If not you die quick I'm sicker than Theraflu Wickeder than a kick over headstone Sippin' on redrum After I'm finished just swimmin' inside of the dead pool After I'm finished just inflictin' on the guy a despicable head wound Nothin' is important but to import tons On my fourth run while I'm eatin' lunch with my forked tongue I swing this motherfuckin' barrel loose I don't fuck with knives nigga I'm Sardo Numsie Y'all niggas call the police on my people regardless Rock a bye with my piece then call it Keisha in Harlem I'm the highest of all beings my eye is the all seeing Dribblin' fireballs with lion paws for my audience What if the Devil played the banjo What if he invited you out on the dance floor There's one of six million different ways this can go Ayo your fishscale Fisher Price First shot killed a nigga but I hit him twice My trigger finger itchin' like it was lice Sent the white in a pot with the ice whipped it nice Hurricane whipped the whole slag Fiend hit the glass hit his ass you know the math I toe tag me a nigga you know I spaz I throw a bag to my young nigga he'll get it over fast Silencer on the Mac-10 you ain't even hear it Lightning strikin' on the Neil Barrett Fuck nigga don't get embarrassed Fuck your two Sarah's out in Paris Bitch nigga your life you better cherish Ten shooters show up to your show just to air it Griselda the dinner place swingin' Body in the Bentley truck shit reakin' What if the Devil played the banjo What if he invited you out on the dance floor There's one of six million different ways this can go Eyes are the windows to the soul what your secret is Once had to battle the reaper and I ethered him No tellin' what I'll sing on the mic he got reefer in 'em Ghost guts I can see a ghost and speak to 'em Buildin' with the dead like every other night And I never write a rhyme I recite my other life You thinkin' this a verse but it's more of a testimonial So flow up in the zone only the lonely know Thinkin' I'm geekin' but I'm reachin' my dead homies though Told 5'9 if I have a nine to five I'll line rappers with the nine and rob em five times Every day seven days a week call it crime time or Thirty five licks nigga that's a prime rhyme Fightin' Bruce Lee's demon but I'm agin' like fine wine You don't understand me 'Cause you don't stand under the code that mean family What if the Devil played the banjo What if he invited you out on the dance floor There's one of six million different ways this can go I made a choice Everything is everything but I need a better ring I'm married to the game so I got both of us wedding rings We only make head bangers I'm leavin' 'em dead and I ain't scared It's the first of the month I got my bag in the mail I was panickin' yesterday now I'm happy as hell It's the first of the month I got my bag in the mail I'm turnin' back up my radio I hope I never be alone Said it's the first of the month got bitches callin' my phone Just payed a couple of bills just got some shit cut back on I gave my momma some money so she can go out and gamble God only put on me what he know that I can handle But it's the first of the month I'm puttin' some rims on my car My lady said it's a waste bullshit I'm a star Leave me alone She jealous anytime I'm gon' shine If you so talented why nobody ain't ever heard of ya But we been together such a long time It's the first of the month I got my bag in the mail I was panickin' yesterday now I'm happy as hell It's the first of the month I got my bag in the mail I'm turnin' back up my radio That's from the first of the month until the seventh And from the seventeenth to the end it's like Heaven We go from buying back to selling I live like a king by way of delivery of a mailman I'm tryna' be loyal to never going broke again The money the power respect is my only three friends So I put a ring on the game I'ma put a chain on it later Now I got the hang of the game I'ma make it rain for ya baby Now I put the work in So if anybody asks about me just tell 'em I'm workin' Talk down on the game get one of them nerves in Uh if I ever fucked up a friendship I'm sorry Money don't buy happiness I go and cry in a Ferrari We get kicked out the room I'ma move the shit down to the lobby 'Cause I got my bag in the mail I'm happy as hell bitch it's time to party And it's the first of the month Our lifestyles be close captioned addicted to fatal attractions Pictures of actions be played back in the midst of mashin' No fairy tales for this young black male Some see me stranded in this land of hell jail and crack sales Hustlers hardly think of culture Or the repercussions while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures Sellin' my soul for material wishes fast cars and bitches Wishin' I live my life a legend immortalized in pictures Why shed tears Save your sympathy My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary Here's a message to the newborns waitin' to breathe If you believe then you can achieve just look at me Against all odds though life is hard we carry on Livin' in the projects broke with no lights on To all the seeds that follow me protect your essence Born with less but you still precious just smile for me now Now as I open up my story with the blaze of your blunts And you can picture thoughts slowly up on phrases I wrote And I can walk you through the days that I done I often wish that I could save everyone but I'm a dreamer Have you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game Overlookin' his tomorrows and they finally came Look back on childhood memories and I'm still feelin' the pain Turnin' circles in my 9th grade dealin' cocaine Too many hassles in my local life survivin' the strain And a man without a focus life could drive him insane Stuck inside a ghetto fantasy hopin' it change But when I focus on reality we broke and in chains Had a dream of livin' wealthy and makin' it big Over football chose to cook raw wouldn't take but I did And after all my momma's thankin' God for blessin' the child All my momma gots to do now is collect it and smile Fuck the world as we elope and witness furious speeds Unanswered questions keep us all stressin' curious G's Backstabbed and bleedin' Crooked thoughts laced with weed learnin' Duckin' stray shots bullets be hot they burnin' Inhalin' sherm smoke visualize the flames Will I be smothered by my own pain Strange whispers cowards conversate so quick to diss us Takin' pictures for the feds in desperate hopes they'd get us Hit us off give us plenty centuries Forgive my sins since I entered many penitentiaries The best revenge is fuck friends we military minded soldiers Bustin' shots blindly tryin' to find Jehovah To help me somebody save me lost and crazy Scared to drop a seed hopin' I ain't cursed my babies Maybe now niggas feel me now picture my pain Embrace my words make the world change And still I smile nigga And now a moment of silence let us pray And as you journey into outerspace May the angels help to lead the way May the prayers that our families made Shine up on your soul to keep you safe And all the homies that done passed away They there to greet you as you pass the gates And as you headed to the tunnel's light I hope it leads to eternal life We say the prayers for our homie 'Pac This ya boy Young Hova yo turn the muh'fuckin noise up We can get right into the proceedings this evening Headphones are distortin' bring it down a lil' bit Okay now we workin' wit it The boy Face up in Baseline Welcome to New York City It's ya boy Young Hov' Kanye West on the track China Town what's goin' on now Guess who's bizack You still smellin' crack in my clothes Don't make me have to relapse on these hoes Take it back out to taxing them road when I was huggin' it Niggas couldn't do nuttin' with it straight from the oven with it Came from the dirt I emerged from it all Without a stain on my shirt you can blame my old earth For the shit she instilled in me still with me pain plus work Shit she made me milk this game for all it's worth That's right these niggas can't fuck with me I'm calling guts every time drag my nuts every time homie We make a great combination don't we Me and the Face Mob every time we face off Face it y'all y'all niggas playing basic ball I'm on the block like I'm eight feet tall That's why the streets embrace me dawg I'm so cool Guess who's bizack Back on the block with them O's Face Mob Mack Mittens and Hov' Don't make me relapse back to the block with the four 'Cause this street shit is all I know From the womb to the tomb a hot pot a jar and a spoon Trying to make me forty thousand and move Motels star studded rock stars and goons Plain clothes wanna run in my room But nigga guess who's bizack It's ya boy Face Mob Started with an eightball gotta get this cake dawg Give niggas a break nah you know how the game go Fuck you think I slang for To go against the grain No I'm out here in grind mode wrapped up in the paper chase I wanna fuck a fine ho and candy paint the eighty-eight Don't got no wholesale 'cause that ain't how I wanna run it Here take these five stones and bring a nigga back a hundred Gotta set my feet dude you do shit a fiend do The fire get too hot in the kitchen I hit the streets fool Money is an issue and that's on the fo' shizzle my nizzle Ya block warm and I come by with the fizzle And make fo' sho' I get to work mines a car at a time We go to war and you ain't making a dime 'Cause I got shit to lose a nigga out here paying his dues My baby walking gotta get him some shoes It's a new game brewin' let me give ya the rules Get out of line and I'mma give ya the blues It's a new game goin' let me give ya the rules Get out of line and I'mma give ya the blues whoa Turn a whole one from a half a brick look I mastered this You can smell it once the plastic rips A hot plate'll make ya swell up if ya gas get clipped You can make ya chips swell up you don't have to pitch Play them corners like a safety watch the traffic switch Young'n never pump fake and you'll get past the blitz And keep ya whole hood on flip like old box spring Pissy mattress shit low old box of things Strictly glassy shit I hug the block like quarter water Shit I used to hug a corner like a old deuce and a quarter Til' like deuce in the morning with the old heads Slangin' loose quarters this Philly cat back at it Still fuckin' with em crack addicts still bustin' with that black o matic He greets his father with his hands out Rehabilitated slightly but glad to be the man's child The world is different since he's seen it last Out of jail been seven years and he's happy that he's free at last All he had was his mother's letters Now he's mobile and he's gotta make a change and make it for the better But he's black so he's got one strike against him And he's young plus he came up in the system But he's smart and he's finally making eighteen And his goal's to get on top and try to stay clean So he's calling up his homie who done came up Livin' lavish now they dealin' with the same stuff And had that attitude that who he was was worth land And with that fucked up attitude he killed his first man Now it's different he done did dirt And realized killin' men meant comin' up but it still hurt And can't nobody change this It's nineteen-ninety-four and we up against the same shit I never understood why I could never see a man cry 'til I seen a man die Imagine life at it's full peak Then imagine lying dead in the arms of your enemy Imagine peace on this Earth when there's no grief Imagine grief on this Earth when there's no peace Everybody's got a different way of endin' it And when your number comes for souls then they send it in Now your time has arrived for your final test I see the fear in your eyes and hear your final breath How much longer will it be 'til it's all done Total darkness at ease be at all one I watch him die and when he dies let us celebrate You took his life but your memory you'll never take You'll be headed to another place And the life you used to live will reflect in your mother's face I still gotta wonder why I never seen a man cry 'til I seen a man die I hear you breathin' but your heart no longer sounds strong But you kinda scared of dying so you hold on And you keep on blacking out and your pulse is low Stop trying to fight the reaper just relax and let it go Because there's no way you can fight it though you'll still try And you can try it 'til you fight it but you'll still die Your spirits leave your body and your mind clears The rigor mortis starts to set now you outta here You start your journey into outer space You see yourself in the light but you're still feeling outta place So you standing in the tunnel of eternal life And you see the ones you never learn to love in life Make the choice let it go if you can back it up If you ain't at peace with God you need to patch it up But if you ready close your eyes and we can set it free Here lies a man not scared to die may he rest in peace I still got to wonder why I never seen a man cry 'til I seen that man die Everyday it's been the same old thing on my block You either working or you slanging cocaine on my block You had to hustle 'cause that's how we was raised on my block And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot On my block to hang out was the thing back then And even when you left out you came back in To my block from Holloway Bellfort to Scott Reed Road to Phlox we know the spots Smoke weed and rocks drink all the blue dots On yo' block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac Or Big Pun or B.I. ya homeboys from knee high And even when it was storming outside that nigga'd be by That's me dogg on my block I ain't have to play the big shot Niggas knew me back when I was stealing beers from Shamrock And my nickname was Creepy if Black June could see me He'd be tripping and I'd bet he still try to tease me My block where everything is everything for sheezy My block we probably done it all homey believe me My block we made the impossible look easy for sheezy My block I'd never leave my block my niggas need me On my block we duck the nigga haters and the cops On my block it ain't no different than the next block Ya get drunk and pass out and they back ya to the house And when you wake up on the couch you going right back at it On my block when ya that fucked up they laugh at it On my block it's just another day in the heart Of the Southside of Houston Texas making your mark On my block we're cuing all the time playing dominoes Keep the Swishers sweet down until my Mama goes Back inside then we can fire Pass it around a few times to get high On my block everybody business ain't ya business What's going on in this house is staying here comprende On my block ya had to have that understanding 'Cause if ya told Ms. Mattie she went and told Gladys And once ya mama got it it was all on the wire And when the word got back they set yo' ass on fire On my block we got some 'Nam vets shell shocked Who never quite got right now they inhale rocks it's like the world don't exist We stay confined to this small little section we living in Oh my block I wouldn't trade it for the world 'Cause I love these ghetto boys and girls Born and raised on my block Now the funeral is over and all the tears are dried up Niggas hanging tape on the cut getting fired up Looking for the nigga who pulled his pistol on my homie An eye for an eye so now your life is what you owe me Look deep into the eyes of your motherfucking killer I want you to witness your motherfucking murder nigga And since you wants to kill then your ass has gots to fry But ain't no police therefore your ass has gots to die We play the game for keeps and if you slipped I guess you sleep You sho' nuff fucked and now your ass is six feet deep 'Cause where I come from yo everybody's got a gat And niggas try your ass just to see where you got your heart at And if your shit is flimsy then your ass is gonna bend And like I said before there'll be no tears in the end I'm rolling through your hood and now my heart is filled with anger You at your sister's house now your sister's life's in danger With a gang of niggas wanting to bang you And hang you stain you with one up in the chamber Let's take a trip up Holaway So you can see how many niggas in my hood is down to die today We standing up for our own shit And if you outside the clique then you die bitch It ain't no love in this motherfucker It ain't no love for yourself or your other brother uh Because we real with this shit so we stay true And since we bang then we do what O.G. say do I've got the mind of the man in the mirror so I'm looking at me vaguely But I can't seem to fade me I've got my pistol pawn cocked Ready to lay shots nonstop until I see your monkey ass drop And let your homies know who done it 'Cause when it comes to this gangsta shit you motherfuckers know who run it So when you put this motherfucker to the test You gotta realize something nigga You fucking with the very best I got this killa up inside of me I can't talk to my mother so I talk to my diary I'm going off on the deep end I found myself face to face with myself while I'm sleeping I see your picture in my head and my hands shake You can run you can hide but there's no escape My inner feelings show no mercy on my enemy I got to get this mutherfucker fore he gets to me So in your own blood you'll bathe And I won't stop until I put this motherfucker in his fucking grave And I can say this once again You can cry but you'll still die They'll be no tears in the end We got this whole motherfucker on a mission Now the whole entire world's gotta try to come up with a quick decision They claim we threats to society And now they calling on the government to try and make somebody quiet For the bullshit they done to me Gangsta Nip Spice1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat So why you trying kick some dust up America's been always known for blaming us niggas for they fuck ups And we were always considered evil Now they trying to bust our only code of communicating with our people Lets peep the game from a different angle Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and someone tangled So why you criticize me For the shit that you see on your tv Just bring your ass to where they got me So you can feel the hand of the dead body Nigga don't believe that song That nigga's wrong Gangstas don't live that long So now they trying separation And sending black folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation Tapping into our conversation Saying the message that they give Bring forth or premeditation So David's got a silver mag While listening to Brad David gets pissed and kills his dad David Duke's got a shotgun So why you get upset 'cause I got one A tisket a tasket A nigga got his ass kicked Shot in the face by a cop close casket An open and shut situation Cop gets got the wanna blame it on my occupation If you don't dig me than nigga you can sue me Because the shit that I be saying ain't worse than no western movie Don't blame me blame your man Gotti So you can feel the hand of the dead body You best to free your mind Before I free my nine And stop fucking with Devoid of Pop Or feel my hot rocks Bang bang boom boom ping ping I'm the black White boys got a magazine and don't kow how to act I'll attack and make you vomit Down with Khalid Abdul Muhammad Do he got a brother I'm it now I'm the illest Wanna kill this house nigga Don Cornelius Can you feel this You punk niggas make me sick Sucking on the devil's dick Scared of revolution Need to start douching Houston is the place I caught a case Them motherfuckers tried to put a scar on my face But I bust two times to the gut Do the Reverend Calvin Butts Got a pair of nuts And I can't stop won't stop So fuck Bill and Hillary Dropping on these selling out niggas doing it like this Man I met this chick so fine So bad she made me sick some time I just had to fuck this bitch one time I met her in The Galleria shopping Buying gifts for some guy that she dating still jocking Second anniversary and I'm congratulating that But man she had an ass so fat You couldn't palm it with Shaquille hands It seems to me she had the whole world in her pants Walked behind her whispering love songs she started smiling I'm shopping for a lady friend about your size She put it on so I paid for it and then I told her she could keep it Then I walked out the store it's our secret But peep it made it down the hall she came running Bags about to bust blouse wrinkled but still stunning I've done it made mack move with girl chasing me And shortly thereafter exchanged our fuck faces It's tasteless but honey must've missed being treated Like something more than niggas just humping and dudes beating Her ass behind the silly shit And I can see it in her eyes she was sick of this Let's see the sights it's me tonight Let's leave him stuck home pacing Blowing up your pager exchanging fuck faces You must be used to all the finer things Infatuated by what money brings It seems to me you hoes will never change So all that's left is for us to exchange 'Cause all them faces she be making when I'm in it They make a nigga feel like he doing something The pussy so good have you through with money But you ain't knowing she's a tramp and a slut and all that shit Every chance you get you trying to call that bitch Quite a few niggas got the pussy But everytime I see her got to stop and look 'Cause she so damn fine bitch I want to make you mine bitch I want to fuck one time bitch Short Dogg's on your mind bitch I give a fuck about any nigga you fuck with stuck with I love the way she suck dick and make me bust this It's hard to hold back when it's this good You said she wouldn't I knew the bitch would 'Cause I'm a veteran twist them in the game so fast With this pimping bitch you know you ain't gon' last I got to get 'em let 'em know I'm pimping really Unless I'm getting paid the shit is temporary Exchanging fuck faces making hella noise Getting freaky as fuck and go and tell my boys 'Cause It's like that That's how we do this shit bitch You must be used to all the finer things Infatuated by what money brings It seems to me you hoes will never change So all that's left is for us to exchange Let me holla at 'cha B Short check this Just got through fucking this bitch Who swallowed my cum and drunk my piss I stuck my fist up in her cock she didn't budge or move it Sucking and fucking mayne she loved to do it I bust 4 5 6 nuts in her mouth when she come to my house I know that's my bitch and she don't tell nobody shit She keeps it cool she said that pussy's mine And because the way I rhyme she let me fuck her all the time I'm thinking about keeping this bitch by my side Girl so fine niggas dreamed they fucked her and lied But I'm numero uno the one and only Bitch be all on me chewing my nuts like bologna Then click she licked on my dick like plop Then nut skeeted out like thick white snot Then rubbed it hugged it and shoved it in her cock Tried to tell her to stop but the bitch wouldn't listen I guess a dick that's hard and rock is what these hoes be missing And in return she used a stolen credit card to by me cases And later on she get this bone and gives me fuck faces You must be used to all the finer things Infatuated by what money brings It seems to me you hoes will never change So all that's left is for us to exchange I got a call from Laquesha and some of her nieces Saying it's about six or seven dime pieces We can hook up with no chains and no leashes Tied to this fucking affair and slow leases See what we gon' do is fall through with crushed ice Man these hoes been talking 'bout fucking for three Nights Whole damn grill so slick it's kind of nice Not too expensive but comfortable and it's quiet The Remy that she give me and feel me it's tranquilized Thinking to myself at this time and realized She ain't got on panties so damn me it's in the signs Somebody's getting fucked tonight to my surprise Enter the room with the cat ass eyes Rochelle who do nails with them thick ass thighs See I love these kind 'cause they ain't with that bullshit Get a nigga off in the room and pull shit Girl stop licking right there you killing me Go ahead and touch it right there and feel the P This some cold blooded shit with a bitch you let me sit through Damn hoe I must admit that's why I dig you So I put you to the world of forgotten fuck faces You getting buck places drinking love and sex chases You know what I'm saying baby It's either now or never Too $hort Tela Devin Scarface in style You must be used to all the finer things Infatuated by what money brings It seems to me you hoes will never change So all that's left is for us to exchange You must be used to all the finer things Circumstances are like my first fight I lost It was swinging my arms bugging adrenaline pumping Oh shit this little nigga's thugging I mean I was thirteen I was nursing a knot on my face But chose another time and a place That I would avenge my last fight 'cause the same shit Ain't gonna happen that just happened last night Knuckle game changed quicker than lightning Hit 'em or slice 'em Either stick 'em or blast pipes it's the fastlife I try to give another nigga advice shoot dice Do plenty of shit 'cause this life how many you get How many niggas do you know get two Besides a nigga who snitch to skip a life bid be one a' your crew I don't respect killers I respect O.G. knowledge Codes of the streets got new rules but no guidance Lessons detrimental to a young disciple Focus take care of your brothers niggas do as I do Keep your enemies close where they can see you It's not your enemy who get you It's always your own people Mass confusion in my head Killing me driving me mad Got me wondering can I trust my friends 'Cause they stick me in my back every chance they get Am I paranoid and if that's the case Is it curable Can you help me find my place I can't handle this I'm losing it With a loose grip I'm hanging on to emptiness Help your brother save him from the Evil demons in between us came between us I know you hate me don't you I bet you sit and wish my time never came You probably rather see me die in the game You probably rather see me die in a plane Well ya'll see me up on top of my dough I get my money shit changed And niggas start looking at me different than this And downplay the real nigga shit to get with a bitch But I'mma tell a motherfucker like this You only good as what you come up against Nigga you get what you get Sure the grass is greener on the other side of the fence But any attempts and you gonna need the guy in the trench I'ma starter while you riding the bench You saying you a player well I'm the one designing your prints Something to go by to let these niggas know I Don't believe in letting shit slide nigga gonna die Best friends since high school seniors With a homeboys demeanor But let the bullshit come between us Mass confusion in my head Killing me driving me mad Got me wondering can I trust my friends 'Cause they stick me in my back every chance they get Am I paranoid and if that's the case Is it curable Can you help me find my place I can't handle this I'm losing it With a loose grip I'm hanging on to emptiness Help your brother save him from the Evil demons in between us came between us This song right here dedicated to the homie Curtis Davis If I had to play God for a day I would open up the gates let the world see my face Remove all doubt from the ones without the faith And put them on the path of the straight A safe place for the young to come out if they want to play I let their mommas know that they ok And when y'all pray I'll respond so you can all see a sign And answer every pray one at a time If I'm God huh all the stabbings all the war would come to cease My whole entire hood would be at peace no more beef And you could sleep without the fears of being woke By the sounds of sirens screams of people being smoked No more dope you don't need it you'll be cured of all diseases Your whole entire life would be deleted Please forgive me I've been dreaming And rudely interrupted by the demons Laughed at the picture I was seeing on the ceiling Who listens when we pray Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today Will you show your face Smile on your child so he knows God has a face Just imagine if the devil had a day And God had took a break and walked away would you feel safe If everything you loved turned into hate Will the dark angel's evil show you grace Only to be eaten by a snake one life one mistake Be careful of the choices that you make 'cause one day You'll be standing on your feet and then the next You're underneath the sheet greeting death I wonder when I sleep is he there sitting on my chest Stealing breath shortening my days even less Lost souls never rest a killer walks the streets seeking flesh A adolescent hangs she's depressed A priest who confessed a judged typing a nigga in a text Your honor what the fuck did you expect A father kills his son look at life it's a mess Just imagine what would happen if the lord up and left Who listens when we pray Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today Will you show your face Smile on your child so he knows God has face When all that you believed in was a lie Are you willing to accept it when you find out Or try to reason with yourself that's what it is when it's not And all the whole while it's been a plot To poison our minds and leave us blind to the fact That they keep us in the dark know they act We react all surprised and not realize that this shit a trap Thought religion was the answer but the answer wasn't that The church and these politics they all full of crap It's a shame but that's how were blaming it's for the scratch So I don't knock I'm tryna to put a black card in my wallet But some dollars in my pocket ain't the topic Y'all need to stop it This is just crazy these little babies ticking time bombs Walking around the lunchroom pulling guns If momma and daddy took the time to raise their son Then the sister wouldn't be the mom before she twenty one huh Who listens when we pray Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today Will you show your face Smile on your child so he knows God has face Dope sold on the cut make our hands bleed Fuck broke it ain't an option penitentiary Or the grave is the only way we fall back Do our time A.T.W then crawl back To them streets where we come from taught life Look alive know niggas better walk right Real with it quick trigger finger gun play I only know how to deal with these niggas one way And someday I swear to God I'mma change that But I can't 'cause them evil demons came back And when I'm high y'all I can't explain What it feels like wishing I could die and just end the pain 'Cause mane I've been a loyal dude and you can trust that But loyalty versus greed equals fuck that I need to talk but there ain't no one to listen Lost inside a mental exorcism And wishing Sometimes I close my eyes trying to hide from the pain Things in my past are catching up fast living life against the grain Just one time I wanna clear my mind the silence seems so loud If I could I would fly away and live my life beyond the grey cloud I woke up from a dream feeling all good Prayed for better days ahead but what was yall doing Lost stuck in a stand still waiting for a hand out Hustling for tennis shoe paper never panned out My sister tripping got my grandmother stressing 'Cause shes only seventeen and shes already pregnant Another segment of them ghetto soap operas Bg's is tripping ain't nothing left to stop them Uncle in jail daddy dead and their mamma's Can't teach them how to be men grow up being followers The streets swallow them then life overpower them Then off to the pen where the old heads devour them Crash tested a dummy high volume Only God can judge but y'all niggas is comical Ninety percent of our future's off in prison Prescription for my mental exorcism And listen Sometimes I close my eyes trying to hide from the pain Things in my past are catching up fast living life against the grain Just one time I wanna clear my mind the silence seems so loud If I could I would fly away and live my life beyond the grey cloud Another kid killed in cold blood a mothers heart broke Family crying on the first few my heart spoke Hurtful words I would never dare speak In the house of the lord still I'm in the devils reach I don't wanna hear the preacher preach that shit a lie Plus he knowing how that evil be but who am I To judge a man when I see him try FOX news tried to justify him And ain't no way that you can clarify In cold blood our lil homies dying Another sign of the times but it's terrifying That you could kill us off have us outlined in chalk Get arrested go to jail go to court and get the fuck off That shit is fucked off we worried about the money lost While the clans about to light another cross I ain't denying it I speak from intuition It's also from my mental exorcism Sometimes I close my eyes trying to hide from the pain Things in my past are catching up fast living life against the grain Just one time I wanna clear my mind the silence seems so loud If I could I would fly away and live my life beyond the grey cloud No you can't be my girlfriend 'cause I don't need that stress up in my life and I think if Adam would of had another squeeze he might Not have ate those fruits from the leaves of life Far as Eve there couldn't have been a more deceivin' wife Seen that Adam had a weak spot and she was right I just call it how I see it she in love with him And he in love too but still fuckin' all of them Can you imagine you on lock with one breeze for life Wakin' up in the mornin' and layin' down at night With the same face lookin' at you all the time Realizin' now that happiness was hard to find You wanna go out and try to find that smile and face Plus she's always mad and her sex ain't great And she don't suck dick like she used to do Force a nigga into tryna find him somethin' new And on the real I done seen it when it went like this But girl there's one thing happenin' that you can't forget But you can never be my main boo we can remain cool But we can't be seen and for this I can blame you You been ran through and I know for a fact you got history But since we met I've been hearin' your name in certain circles Pussy got a snap like a turtle And you can catch a nigga on the late night Comin' out the club half drunk off Remy and Sprite And make a man out of him quick 'cause of how you handle the dick It's unlike no other she a bad motherfucker But I'm too strong to let a hoe undercover Make me look fucked up 'cause unlike those others I done met a lot of freaky girls in my lifespan So you can't get mad 'cause I am not your man Your understandin' was bad it was not my plan For you to fall in love with me girl it's not like that Believe no woman is right for me so I won't Try to talk myself into thinkin' she is And if she leaves me for this that's just one less bitch And trust me I tried to be a one woman man But for every one woman there's a man home man Damn I done spent six years in this shit The first two was cool and then the bitch just flipped And then that's it had to make some new plans 'Cause your brand new woman got a brand new man Now you're hurt all alone steady hittin' her phone But a bigger whip and longer bankroll she gone And if I ever say maybe and you thought that I might You consider just imagine what my wife was like And if you ain't love my kids like you loved your own And me unconditionally when I was wrong I was gone Sorry baby 'cause I ain't ever change on you motherfuckers And OG's spitting game on you motherfuckers You should be ashamed like a motherfucker The streets packed with all these lame lil motherfuckers Everybody wanna be a hard stopper You won't find too many riding out without a chopper They end up dead or somewhere in lock up Where somebody will break em off something proper These youngsters think that I'm so cool They wanna learn the game from an old school I give em strategies to sleep on So when they put me in the grave they could keep on Now first on your check list Be your own man 'cause your friends ain't shit They only come around when they need to Use that home boy shit to deceive you Remember you don't owe nobody niggas Niggas put the bite to the hand that feeds that's your body And they forgetting how they got there This is life it's a game but it's not fair It's hard enough trynna get by Day to day struggling with shit so you get high And staying drunk on the regular Talking dope talk on your cellular But in this game that's a no The streets ain't the only ones watching taking photos And life ain't bitches and money This life's bout getting this money Because that bitch is a problem Can't live with and can't live without her My advice to you is stay on your grind Keep that bitch on her back and your bank on your mind nigga And we don't talk to police That's the number one rule on the streets 'Cause if you can't do the time then you don't do the crime Nigga keep the streets quiet You don't upstrap unless you have to Bullshit with these niggas and they clap you You gon' revenge somebody Dig two graves just in case it's two bodies And never bring a stick to a gunfight One shot one kill you get one life And shitting where you sleep ain't an option People knowing where you sleep that's a problem You got to watch these niggas They ain't your home boys not these niggas First chance you call sleep they could murk you So don't put squares in your circle Cos these streets don't love nobody You gotta pay attention to the signs Johnny If you a weak nigga don't try to play hard Better keep your punk ass out the yard And don't get fronted just avoid that But if you have to pay them boys back Cos niggas ain't playing it's a drought The border is closed the cash running out And broke mother fuckers make the best crooks Every nigga in the way getting shook You got to play the game by the book I fuck around and your life getting took And last but not least when you make that money Keep it low pro don't say shit dummy And don't say shit to your girlfriend Pillow talk will send your ass to the state pen Take notes to the game I'm providing Stop using momma names trynna hide shit Nigga them feds ain't stupid You ain't the only nigga trynna do this Riding round the hood in a four door Flying spur ol' rims trynna showboat You drawing too much attention And then be surprised when you catch a life sentence The game is a thing that you boys should be proud of But once you in it it's hard to get out of And greed will kill a nigga like a gun do So when you get the chance to make a break for it run fool Staring down the barrel of a Colt forty-five I'm feeling mad suicidal so I think I'm gonna drive Everything is hazy and I can't see my lanes Demons got me seeing double in the rain If I put the pedal to the metal take my hands off the wheel Lord if you hear me steer I think I need to breathe 'cause I ain't feeling right My conscience is at ease saying live your life Got everything I ain't missin' much bruh Got my little paper back I ain't feeling fucked up My woman got my back so I ain't stressed out Side looking in you can say I'm blessed huh Career still intact got my street cred Went on with life thinking that the beef's dead But every now and then I get flash backs Get down on my knees and I ask that God keep my head on 'cause I dont wanna spaz out Load back up that forty-five and air a nigga ass out Staring down the barrel of a Colt forty-five I'm feeling mad suicidal so I think I'm gonna drive Everything is hazy and I can't see my lanes Demons got me seeing double in the rain If I put the pedal to the metal take my hands of the wheel Lord if you hear me steer Awaken by the sound of the siren Helicopter spotlights illuminate the crime scene Crowd gathers round try to find out what the fuck just happened Wait a minute time out I looked a little closer at my t-shirt I see squirts of blood just now starting to bleed worse I'm lost I got blood on my hands though And then the camera man starts to pan slow Realizing what I'm up against I guess I just have to face the consequence Snap back to reality I gotta think fast got some motherfuckers after me Paranoid got me running for my life now Homicide questioning my mama and my wife now Parking lot full of cops got the dogs out Running chest burning out of breath About to fall out Hit the corner parked car at the stop sign Going back to jail ain't the plan so the outline Is to come up with something so I escape this or hand cuffs Fuck that I ain't gonna take shit I rather be carried by 6 than judged by twelve getting that cell Or maybe they gon' gun a nigga down 'Cause they don't wanna see me in the trial Everything is hazy and I can't see my lanes Demons got me seeing double in the rain If I put the pedal to the metal take my hands of the wheel Ghetto niggas remain violent while the killers remain silent Niggas strapped with forty-five's and ain't smiling And I'm driving to a place they're all warrin' The lake we build houses but it's the hood we call home In the ghetto the only place a motherfucker will keep it real We focused on the dollar bill still The outsiders tend to disrespect the place Where niggas do they struggling die with a straight face Surviving under conditions demons died in You can run it but can't hide it so step aside It's the nigga that makes music for the streets 'Cause I love this motherfucker like pussy with no sheets 'Cause it's deep Some niggas make it out the neighborhood and won't surface And let the money make them nervous what's the purpose A motherfucker sitting on fat Who done came up in the hood but he can't come back Fuck that I remain in the street game frame On a mission to maintain me and take aim In position to let my opposition know my life 'Cause off in these streets I keep it real but what's right Surviving sitting on a key doing business on a beeper I'm sinking in this motherfucker deeper Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me Fuck being a nigga in your army though I'm a killer Enter the ghetto so that you can see What I mean when I say I love this 'cause it loves me Let it be stop looking at this motherfucker strange And talking 'bout a motherfucking change This is for my thug niggas This one for the homies and the thug niggas This one for the homies and the thug niggas 'Face imagine us working at McDonald's To me and you selling fucking tapes to the Bahamas Gold slug a car full of thug niggas Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we drug dealers No Limit soldiers to the fullest See I was raised on red beans the size of some bullets huh We ghetto niggas can't be stopped Got me mixing up dope with little J down at Rap A Lot My phone tapped the feds on my tail Got me paying luxury taxes on everything I build True to the ghetto that's my life You see that house on the lake it's for the kids and the wife You can test me if you wanna 'Cause I be dumping niggas off from New Orleans to California Rowdy like a hurricane Independent black owned got 'em hooked on this cocaine You used to see CEO's in suits and ties But we young niggas in tennis shoes and diamonds Executive street millionaires Niggas gonna be 'bout it 'bout 'til we gray in the wheel chair This one for the homies and the thug niggas What do you get from boosting Niggas coming out to California and represent them niggas from Houston And now 2Pac ll keep this shit popping And all my niggas across the Bay know L.A. keep the shit hot I keep a Glock inside my pants don't give Locaz a chance Put me inside a casket you dirty bastards Until the day I die you catch a nigga high off weed the police can't My shit will drop and I'll sell five million While all the niggas enter the game they caught up in drug dealing Now how can I fall how can I ball how can I catch my enemies and murder 'em all My words of flame burn niggas inside their brain Niggas can't hang with me and nuttin's changes uh Scarface got me on this shit We lace heat motherfuckers in they body and face uh Growing thicker liquor maybe ya daddy a nigga Niggas don't wanna see me worldwide mob figure M.O.B. Hennessy keep me g'd and Keyed niggas don't wanna see me when I got weed in my system Catch another victim capture bodies Bring a shottie to the fucking party yeah I party all night I do this shit 'cause it's wrong but we born right And to these niggas in my zone we do it long ways 'til these bitches understand nigga my song pays 'cause I'm the man Now these are my homeboys we outlaws 'til the day we die Keep this shit rough and raw My forty-five make sho' that I survived to another day Just bust rhymes and brothers get paid Now that's the end of my freestyle but it was laced with game Buy my shit and you can hear it plain West Side This one for the homies and the thug niggas I am ghetto boy chillin' Represent for the niggas in the hood and how they livin' Heavy metal concealin' Hustlin' 'til you touch a 9 to 5 of drug dealin' It don't matter how I get it I got it fuck feelings I don't have none I'm 'bout my paper nigga ask 'em Don't get confused on how the cash come Never by any means necessary better Get up off your ass and get my money before I stretch yah Out in front your doorstep when I brandish this forty-five You can make arrangements you a dead man a ghost See I come from them cuts for real Much long before this rap came fuck the deal I survived the game of life nigga fuck some skills Crossin' me get in the way this pussy must get killed I'm alive he came he bust 'til he left I would have made for sure I was dead and fuck yourself Yeah 'cause now I'm at his ass with a vengeance Blood in blood out from the beginning to the ending Real shit bein' spit know your limits It's best you mind your mothafuckin' business If you ain't in it So hard in these streets Gotta pack a pistol plus talk to God in these streets Go to church Sunday Monday sellin' raw in these streets Never took it home though I left it all in these streets Gotta do what I gotta do I ain't promotin' no eviction notice on the door Fuck it I had to go for broke Do what I gotta do Hustle 'til I see the dirt Riskin' twenty-five years just to see another first I was all alone car full of niggas How'd I get here Car full of hittas I was rollin' weed they was snortin' blow Such a cool breeze heart so cold Step up to the plate where your money at Bobby Brown on cake with a hundred packs New editions Mona Lisa We were secret lovers had to get a beeper My Atlantic star not a Notre Dame Not a student loan tried to motivate Continental my Bentley this shit should be illegal Selassie eye in the ghost thousand bales of that diesel Lord go toe to toe with any pussy boy Fuck one time for Face and all the Boobie boys Where I'm from a half a key'll set a nigga straight I just wanna make the car notes Let mama make the pot roast You should meet me at the car wash Washin' all 8 that's inshallah So hard in these streets Gotta pack a pistol plus talk to God in these streets Go to church Sunday Monday sellin' raw in these streets Never took it home though I left it all in these streets Gotta do what I gotta do I ain't promotin' no eviction notice on the door Fuck it I had to go for broke Do what I gotta do Hustle 'til I see the dirt Riskin' twenty-five years just to see another verse Speakin' for those squeakin' in them cell blocks readin' To blacks whites and Puerto Ricans Brothers with those ankle bracelets impatient for their releasin' To make it back to the block the hatred the present Time sure flies look how many years went by My young niggas already need hair dye Alcoholic faces women bad as a mug Gettin' fat as fuck Fried food be addin' up the system thrives off its victims They ask how this economic collapse Can affect people all over the map Tea party for tax reenactment is whack The past the past yo to my vatos out in the East Los Nietas on the east coast shouts to Puerto Rico Dominican Republic people rep I Brown and black we must get it together The prison industrial complex a fuckin' set up The Aztec Olmec African settled on this land from the get up I changed my aim who I'm gon' wet up When violence is resorted knowledge is distorted Unless it's payback for brutality I'm more or less with that get back So hard in these streets Gotta pack a pistol plus talk to God in these streets Go to church Sunday Monday sellin' raw in these streets Never took it home though I left it all in these streets Gotta do what I gotta do I ain't promotin' no eviction notice on the door Fuck it I had to go for broke Do what I gotta do Hustle 'til I see the dirt Mr. Scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again Yea droppin some of that new Mr. Scarface Two on your motherfuckin ass So suck a nigga dick or make a nigga rich I don't give a fuck about the chatter in the background Niggas get beat when they step this is Ak's town If you don't know I recommend you check And ask them motherfuckers how many heads I put to rest I play a game but the game ain't roulette Slangin 'caine is the thing and I bet That there's a lot of wannabe Scarfaces I've heard the name in ninety nine different places I'm here to squash it all original will speak Scarface on your ass from the streets I left my cut in fear of a prison term They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn But go to prison on a murder rap fuck that I refuse to be a visitor in state's camp So I broke and left behind all I worked for Either that or be sentenced for a drug war And many want to know why I've slowed up It's either that or get fucked 'Cause laws get happy on the trigger Say fuck it put a cap in a nigga But this ass ain't made for no caps homie This ass says 'Exit Only' So I get in the wind but hey A nigga still sold a quarter everyday I sat around for six months black Waitin for the day to make a comeback And now I'm ready for combat Mr. Scarface is back I got myself a bag and I can't wait To cut em up small to make a profit Niggas on the cut short stop it Fiends'll see em small then they go Where to see the motherfuckin' pro One nigga got pissed And started reachin' for his shit Like I said before you don't get a second chance dude Unloaded on his ass he was hurt Six shots put his dick in the dirt Laid him out like a motherfuckin' rug Gettin' pumped full of thirty-eight slugs Some other niggas stepped out y'all Aw shit I had to make a phone call Damn check this shit out Later on all alone you know what happened next Another bitch came by to give me sex It was kind of strange I was thrown off The last bitch got her head blown off But fuck I ain'tsta pass up no putty She started strippin' at the door oh goody I got in that ass with the quickness Fuckin her down with the diznick I didn't have to pretend I loved her All she wanted me to do was just fuck her So I gave it up to the lady I started stroking in an outrage The whole while I was starin' at my twelve gauge The bitch was makin noise I said I'm killin her And all the while my dick was hard and he was still in her I made a nut as she fell to the floor I heard a knock on the front door I grabbed the twelve gauge from the bed head Who is it Who Who the fuck is Fred I stood by the door By that time someone jumped in the window Now what the fuck was I do The bitch packed a twenty two Hit him in his head there she laid him The nigga standin' by the door I sprayed him And headed for the back I seen that same old brown Cadillac It kinda fucked me up at first 'Cause the nigga that drove that Caddy rode away in a hearse I opened up fire on the ride G Who I was shootin for was standin right behind me I had a double barrel pointed at my ass Could this be the end of Mr. Brad I don't know what happened to the slut Well that's about the time the closet door it opened up They know me by the face but they don't know my last name Now I'm back on the case Yeah just call me Mr. Scarface I don't really remember feeling like this Got this love formin' in my life for this dame And indeed took the form of life and that's a shame How a man can fall in love with dreams not afraid Not afraid to let you up and leave Do your thing MaryJane mess with all my folks got 'em high For the days that they were lost and broke shit got 'em by Only right we stop and give her props Plus she from the block of only finer crops Do your thing MaryJane When you sad depressed and feeling strange who you blame Need some company to keep you sane call her name MaryJane I love you MaryJane do your thang You're all I need to get me through this thing true to game You ain't never made me smash my things scratch the brain Anything you've always kept me tame and its plain For me to see that you my everything MaryJane MaryJane helps to ease the brain when you hang Through the seasons you ain't never change stayed the same Never seen what people seen in speed you became Naturally you everything we need do the thang Do your thing baby true indeed Do your thing MaryJane Sittin' at the stoplight looking at hoes Peeping out this bitch in her black Girbauds Windows rolled up tight top was closed Blowing Swisher Sweet smoke out my nose I asked about her nigga she said her nigga was gone I got my pencil and got the digits and things And after three or four days I gave that bitch a ring We started talking and I dropped some shit Gave her some game and now I got that bitch Now she wants to give your homie some ass But it's just one question I got to ask Gotta few hoes that wanna moan and groan They on they way I just hung up the phone And we gon' be like Marvin Gaye nigga gettin' it on But you gots to keep your head right And make these bitches feel at home 'Cause these bitches got they head tight And furthermore they bringin' weed Just kick back nigga follow my lead Hung up the horn and the hoes arrived Three tight young tenders them hoes was live Cock bustin' at the seams of her Daisy Dukes Ass fatter than a motherfuckin' quarter horse Ready to take one of these bitches to the slaughterhouse Got my shirt over my dick 'cause it's hardened to fuck Hoes eyes getting red now they wantin' to fuck It's about time to put the game in attack Got 'em in my room about to hop in the tub Told my homie put it down we finna act a fool But it's just one thing before you do It's a new day ya know what I'm sayin' A new day brings a new problem to a brother And all I got to say is thank god for my mother 'Cause without my mommy dear my life would've been joke Either locked up playin' dead and still slangin' dope but nope The lord he had a plan for me And with his help my mother made a man of me Didn't blindfold me to the world we was livin' in Taught me how to save my little dividends So when I graduated I'd have a little school money But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school dummy And flunked outta school with the flag pole And left my mother dear at home with a sad soul Because my mother worked the fingers to the bone 'Cause we was alone and me I bought an F home My real pops he broke out with the style So I respect my stepdad for raisin' another nigga's child So now we livin' comftable Taught me the game and how to be responsible But back then I couldn't see it I wanted to be a grown man at fourteen so the kid's leavin' And ended up in a big fight And told me not to come home until I got my shit right So now I'm livin' in my grandma's home My grandma's strong she's got nine kids of her own And keepin' me ain't no big deal But now that I'm much older I see just how the shit feels Being kind hearted not wantin' to tell me no Even though my grandfather just had a stroke And now the money's low And pretty soon a brother's gonna have to go Or either try to find a job so I can help out I'm in the ghetto I got to get myself out And when I get out I gotta try to pave the way So my family can have a better place to stay I'm losin' all hope a brother's fallin' short I can't cope so now I'm slangin' dope And now my granny knows I'm doin' wrong She just prayin' for me heavily Take care of her grandson And the lord must of heard her prayer 'Cause he made me get a grip And got me on up outta there I heard my mother say them streets is gonna kill ya You couldn't have told me nothin' back then But now I feel ya I'm eighteen and now I'm havin' big fun My baby's mother just had my first son May eleven I never will forget the day A star's born let's name him little Scarface My first born and yo I'm a proud father I gotta son I got to be my son's father And sellin dope ain't the way that I can get ahead But what the hell I gots to keep my baby fed I buy him milk and pampers tryin to do my part And he's my son I gots to try to make him hard I buy him clothes and jewellry not the Tonka toys Because the Tonka toys will only punk my boy And I don't want my son to look at life Through a replica of reality tryin' to make it life like But yet and still I let my son be a kid Just give him up the real exactly like my momma did So when he gets to be a man he'll appreciate The game I gave him way back when he used to roller skate And now my son is four years old I really got to give the real and try to play the father's role Because these years he'll remember most So it's all about little Marcus and me becomin' close But I got a buncha obstacles If it ain't my line of work it's the girlies on my popsicle Now everybody's got my baby Wantin' to have their hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy It's your daughter don't she look like you I just can't tell why don't you take it to ma momma do Because my mother knows the real deal All these hoochies poppin' coochie tryin' to get a free meal So now we in and outta cope Tryin' to get mo money braggin' om the child support Tellin' her friends that she's breakin' me Now eveybody knows that she was just fakin' G Come to find out the girl never had me She's the baby's mother but me I ain't the baby's daddy And biological tests can prove You gotta get up off of me and go after the other dude But now I finally got a real daughter No need for the testin' I know that I'm the baby's father I heard my daddy say them hoes will try to kill ya You couldn't have told me nothin' back then But now I feel ya I feel ya Now I'm twenty two and finally got a grip on life It's nineteen ninety three I put away my pocket knife And got a bigger stick to fight with I'm young and black so my choice ain't a nightstick Because we livin' in a concentration set And everyday we face to face with death I seen my homies go and come And judgement day is just somethin we can't run from So I know my number's comin' up So I gotta protect myself from suckers who be runnin' up And even though I hate killin' off my own kind I gotta be a man and as a man I'm a defend mine My brother Quanell's tryin' to keep the neighbourhood at peace Don't fight each other we got to stand and fight the beast So united we stand but we gonna fall quick Because we always tryin to take another brother's shit And the cops is in the same vote Just because we comin' up quick they think we slang dope They shootin' to kill they gas ain't sparkin' goods They shot my long time partner Rudy in cold blood And now the story's all twisted up And if they gave the cop the chair I really wouldn't give a fuck Because she left my partner's family with memories And after hearin' this I know you gon' remember me But yet in still I find it hard for me to stay in touch I see his parents and then I started breakin' up Because I know what you did was wrong But you won't realize until you dead and gone It ain't no justifiable homicide you never gave a warning You straight up shot him from behind But all the cryin' in the world ain't gonna bring him back You give a gat to a black he don't know how to act But you gotta tell your story to the judge Not the imitation judge the judge that everybody loves And if the man upstairs grants you forgiveness Then in reality you took care of your business But regardless I know you wanna kill me But I ain't goin' out like dat I sit alone in my four cornered room starin' at candles Are we on the radio dukes Yeah at night I can't sleep I'm tossin' and turnin' I still got the candlesticks burnin' It ain't changed but it's a different time And I'm still playin' tricks with my mind My mothers always stressin' that I'm livin' wrong But I got my Smith and Wesson 'cause I'm gettin' grown And their lookin' at your little boys success And I been thinkin' I'm dealin' with too much stress So I stay up on my p's and q's And watch out for the G's and fools 'Cause the homies that I thought I had See me stackin' up a grip And they just started talkin' bad So I stay away from outsiders And when I roll through it makes 'em open they mouth wider I used to think that you was my one and only homie My mind was playin' tricks on me My mind was playin' tricks on me Yeah Dear diary I'm havin' a little problem with my mind state How many bullets would it take to change my mind wait Sometimes I want to end it but I don't though They tell me see my pastor but I don't go 'Cause they all be on this one street So I take it on myself to thank him one deep And give my money to the most needy And never put it in the hands of the most greedy 'Cause their puttin' a price tag on a man's word And it's a fashion show so the men flirt The world is endin' so they try to make us switch fast And they openin' up these churches for some quick cash And usin' the money fo' they new cribs While brother Johnson just got kicked out where he lived I follow no man 'cause man be phoney My mind was playin' tricks on me Day by day it's more impossible to cope I feel like I'm the one that's doin' dope Can't seem to keep my mind on a steady track I'm all about gettin' mine so I study that But it seems they want to get me So I try to keep my nine millimeter wit me Just in case they want to see a homies head blown But I got to stay around to see my kids grown I finally found a woman who could deal wit me Back then I had a woman who wouldn't real wit me And now she's back with her old lady And now I got it goin' on and they sure hate me Now I'm a gone and she's alone One time for your motherfuckin' mind Bringin' it back like this here My mind was playin' tricks on me You know they always say man it's tough being at the top huh I couldn't agree with you more Jealous hearted motherfucker Never been able to fuck with me nigga ever Super solid from day one Never put myself in a compromised position I'm a chess player And if I did I'd just shoot my way out First born to my momma I come from the place where you're promised You'll be surprised what's underneath the earth Dug dirt I put bones there All my enemies is gone now I can't sleep through the cold sweats Flashbacks I'm a known threat God fearing yet I'm evil though I think deep I believe in ghosts Ever felt the hand of a dead body Then you know why I took my gun and headshot him War started over dope cuts I put what I live by on both nuts It's either him or me so I say fuck dude I look him in his eyes and say fuck you Fuck you hey I been running this shit so long You niggas been throwing rocks at the throne I'ma reach out and touch you I ain't gotta put no money on your dome My nigga fuck you and everything you stand for Hoe bitch pussy nigga fuck you A life on the streets takes commitment The power that you gain gets addictive The money being made gets you bitches A real nigga played the game like it's business A weak nigga facing time go to snitching Plotting on his whole team 'cause he ain't wanna listen If it was all good just a week ago Take your motherfucking charge that's your key of dope We all wanna eat gotta feed folks Took an oath on the streets called a G code That's what we live by die for it I got homies standing firm doing time for it bust that nigga fuck that nigga They jealous of me 'cause I shine bright Grind strong plus my mind right My gun loaded up in both clips Jump out on me wrong and meet the four fifth No shit this is music you can drive by G's the only code we abide by Blunt burning in the ashtray Playing faggot games and now your ass chafe Niggas wearing tight pants and high heels Claiming another nigga's hood that is not real I am still the hardest nigga being heard Fuck he claiming he real when he ain't keep his word He ain't fooling me my nigga he is just a nerd Nothing but a rap tune he ain't seen a bird word I talk that shit that I can back though 'Cause that's in my boxing game I'm in the back hoe Talk that big six but pack a double blank You where trouble ain't Just another saint fuck 'em If this is love I don't see it Can't make me believe it You a nice girl but I'm a hood nigga on some street shit And yeah you know my weakness Sucker for some love type I come from the slums girl you come from a good life I wonder what you see in me I love weed and Hennessy You barely doing happy hour I ain't never seen you drink And now that's leaving me to think how I got so close to you This was just a hit and split that's what I supposed to do One thing let up to the next I'm addicted to your sex You addicted to this dick every 'cause has its effect That's what I get I guess I can't commit that's killing this You gave me an ultimatum I'm numb I ain't feeling shit Must not know who she dealing with Puddles on her pillow case tears running eyeline lipstick smeared Hey are you ok You disobey you pay for that Well the love is gone and she ain't made it back pray for that What happened to us you acting foolish I'm acting foolish what we need to do is Keep it movin' that's what we need to do Before something happens we better keep it movin' I'm 'bout to lose it we're going through it This shit confusin' what we need to do is Keep it movin' that's what we need to do Before something happens we better keep it movin' Think before you answer that it's hard enough we breaking up But after this no turning back brought this on myself with her Mistakes I'm forced to live with that I'm knowing more mistakes to come I'm human that's my best excuse in fact my only one Tears fall my kids call 'This ain't me it's his fault' Oh shit no we did this A partnership with no room for forgiveness I take the blame take your aim Shoot that shot can't wait to claim All of this in Jesus name Pray in church they give you change I feel your pain Songs sung in the key of life with no meaning right Hopefully one day might come I'd see the light Can't sleep at night And I'm wondering who's fooling who I'm sure you know who's fucking me 'cause I know who's been fucking you We used to be inseparable never thought that that day would come Where I'd take that shit so serious and you get so good at playing dumb you got away with one What happened to us you acting foolish I'm acting foolish what we need to do is Keep it movin' that's what we need to do Before something happens we better keep it movin' I'm 'bout to lose it we're going through it This shit confusin' what we need to do is Keep it movin' that's what we need to do Before something happens we better keep it movin' You had me I'll admit that fell into the trap you set Lookin' me in my eyes lyin' killing me with that soaking wet Wouldn't let me meet your connect Scratching me all across my face Says she loves the way it feels when I'm in it all the way Sixty calls a day wondering where the fuck I'm at Wondering where the fuck I stay who else I fuck like that Now let's be honest you got him with whom you made your promise And let us not forget it's her with whom I made my woman I know our days are numbered enjoying moments after Plus in lust we fell in love the pains are more than laughter Living our separate lives are husbands reckless why Beneath the questions lie why was she left to cry Should have left shit quiet but you was out of line Better step aside gotta tell me why I was everything you was all I had Now this is change and then this change is bad Make a note of that What happened to us you acting foolish I'm acting foolish what we need to do is Keep it movin' that's what we need to do Before something happens we better keep it movin' I'm 'bout to lose it we're going through it This shit confusin' what we need to do is Keep it movin' that's what we need to do Before something happens we better keep it movin' Greatest ever done it you can learn from it Dope game ran it rap game run it Street cred hundred nerd turned D-boy Naughty genetic make up baby I'm a G-boy Hashtag street boy wrong one to fuck with Cross me at your own risk play to get back you can trust this I am far from average to me it ain't no such thing Me against the world so fuck it I let my nuts hang I don't need an army when the smoke clears he sees me Rhyming at its finest unlike those vaginas They claim that they the real deal knowing I'm the highest Time for the command chain I am what the streets made I am what the hood built you are just a weakling Homocidal maniac with suicidal tendencies You're more like a punk band I'm more like a pedigree Nigga you ain't seen yet so y'all can not describe me I'm a freak of nature Don't shit here suprise me Money over everything except a nigga's manhood I am not a prostitute you don't understand hood Fuck a nigga getting his unless he 'bout to give me mine Otherwise he prime beef shocking when I up the nine And hit him with it several times fuck you thought I was civilized Welcome to the jungle fool it's only right I punish you Quiet on the set you funky bitch you get your friend slept I'll give your gang a black eye blame it on the black God I be on some nigga shit I'm nigga rich so that's why Guess what my religion is this is what the business is Expose you for your garbage ass rappers you can witness this Came to bang the game up pussies think they came up Oh you got a drophead So now you think you're famous Out here it's dangerous if we don't know your name 'cause We don't even give a fuck rappers get it fucked up Security save you Nah it's their side job They don't want no conflict they don't want no problem Hey today must be my lucky day I turned the corner hit the block and seen that ass from a mile away she must be new in the hood But I ain't trippin' on that shit 'cause it's all good I rolled up on her and I asked her her name Ain't a damn thing changed ain't no shame in my game I slowed my roll 'cause she just might be one of my homies' babies mamas My homies women ain't no thing to me 'Cause if they caught one of my ho's they'd do the same to me And furthermore she was peepin' my ride Convertible sixty-four with the ride inside Super clean with the discs and vogues Higher than a fuck spittin' this to hoes Please excuse my attitude sorry if I'm being rude But I've got something to say to you Hoping you won't lose your cool I wanna sneak you out to play with me You can spend the day with me And we can ride and see the sights It's going down tonight Reminiscing on the bitch that I had back in the day Gave the bitch a call and she hung up in my face Now that's the breaks She didn't have to put up a front I stuck that ass back in there And haven't called her for 3 months I guess it's in me to be doggin' a chic Can't understand how you niggas just be hogging your bitch Go on and pass her unass her send her to the master Let her take a ride with the Bradster And furthermore we can get to those But for now I'm rolling 'Raris spitting this to hoes Please excuse my attitude sorry if I'm being rude But I've got something to say to you Hoping you won't lose your cool I wanna sneak you out to play with me You can spend the day with me And we can ride and see the sights It's going down tonight Now I'm cruisin' to the crib with this bitch that I scooped Parked my Ferrari now I'm back in the coup I knocked her boots your baby's mama put me to work I tagged that ass from the back and knocked her shit in the dirt She wanted me badly so I put it inside She got the Back and forth with the gangster glide Started off at 6 and didn't finish till 9 Hit the showers like I been out playing ball for the Knicks Now she's asleep 'cause she just had her drawers full of dick and plus she got you staying at home With the kids all alone while she's gettin' her fuck on So believe me when you downin' the Brad I'm at the pad with your baby mama clowning that ass So player hatin' niggas check the bitch you chose I'll be mobbing in my Benz spitting this to hoes Please excuse my attitude sorry if I'm being rude But I've got something to say to you Hoping you won't lose your cool I wanna sneak you out to play with me You can spend the day with me And we can ride and see the sights It's going down tonight There's gonna be some shit you might not understand But you may have to rewind this shit a few times Check it out I know tomorrow ain't a promise That's why I live one day at a time So when it's my turn there'll be no crying I'm aware that when my number's called I'm punching the clock No need for screaming at me momma I'm out And plus I wasn't really happy here to start with let that be told My own homeboy was robbing me and that's 3 cold I said three It's all intentional 'cause 2 don't count When your own blood is bitter and your homeboys bounce Who the fuck is you gonna trust when your road dog is scheming And every other corner you're passing a different demon And now the clouds is open I'm remembering this Your families your backbone your friends ain't shit When our homeboys left she the only ones stayed For that very reason I'm a try and give her the world Found heaven in the form of a girl everybody's saying That's the day that I found heaven in the form of a girl Listen to different scriptures they teach on God And if you ain't never met him don't speak on God I'm serious about religion this shit's ain't no song I'm hearing niggas makin' up scriptures and playing along Probably saying I'm the hypocrite for judging these folks But you can tell he ain't a Christian by the way that he spoke I pray for everybody hoping that they hear that voice The one that paralyzes you from head down boy When you're aware of your surroundings yet you still can't move Water shooting outta your eyes you hear this dude And the voice is much louder than the voice that you Thought was the voice of the holy spirit Gon' change your life when you hear it And the next morn' you wake up and the world look lighter The grass greener and the sun brighter I know the feeling first hand I witnessed the sights When I allowed the Lord to come in my life And it was like But I'm a man I ain't perfect That's a poor excuse that ain't working I asked him for forgiveness for every sin I commit Hopefully he gonna let me stay on his list And trying and get to heaven America the Beautiful don't be so cold How do you expecting our seeds gonna grow When you trap us in the ghetto And show love to the other motherfuckers While we right here starvin' at home I'd cry if I thought that me sheddin' a tear might help Then again me sheddin' tears don't help Wanna call up to the President and see if he know help Let him know you up shit creek yourself we all sinners Facin' the winter with no socks and no shoes In a position where we all gon' loose Instead of penitentiaries we gon' need more schools Or what the fuck is we gonna do Sit around and let the world pass us by Waitin' on a message from the reverend And he ain't but another man tryin' to get to Now what is you fucking with a nigga for Apparently you haven't heard of me It's going to take more motherfuckers than in the compound to murder me I fucks up vision like a sand shower You going up against a stacked deck nigga now where your man power Bring your motherfucking backup And blow the bugle when I step off this bitch and load this gat up 'Cause still a nigga finna bust you Deaden your head from the front and knock the back up off that motherfucker Now listen to the gunshot I see your mama in the waiting room steady crying I see your ass in the doctor's arms slowly dying Now talk that shit that you was talking to your homie Bitch you should have shot me when you pulled your fucking pistol on me So now I'm forced to pop the clip in S to the motherfucking A nigga set tripping It ain't no love when my finger's on the trigger It ain't no love for you off balance ass niggas So keep your ass in the neutral spot 'Cause if you rolling through my hood while we feuding then you getting got I ain't your motherfucking homeboy You out of pocket when you fucking with me so now it's on boy I ain't runnin to get my shit like these other busters When you see me round this bitch I got that motherfucker So I ain't fucking with the club life I'm like Pac I'm making mail but I still live the thug life My rap name's getting bigger But ain't nothing changed I still got the game to handle all you bitch niggas So a nigga's always strapped Nuts been big since a kid you motherfucker so it ain't rap Toe to toe back to back gat for gat It's like that motherfucker You was playin' when you was sayin' you was ready I'm knowin' you ain't mean it when you told me you was tired of life And just wanted to leave it you was drinkin' So I ain't really pay it no attention Took you back to your crib and dropped you off With the intention of gettin' with this Asian bitch I've been off in Visionz somethin' exquisite I had to spit that game she was vicious On my way out to her house I started noticing cops Somethin' tellin' me to turn around and follow these dudes Normally I wouldn't consider but out of the blue I'm bustin' a U I get off where they get off at Well familiar with these streets this where I came up at What the fuck just happened I just left this place I move a little closer tryin' to see who it is And I saw his baby mama in tears holdin' his kids I ain't whole in the inside I'm hurting I can't explain whats going on in me Stop it now with all the lies I'm knowing this ain't how my life's supposed to be And it was then it finally hit me I'm standing here nervous as I can be It was nothing that can prepare me for what I'm finna see I'm praying this is a dream and I'm bout to awake But the closer I got the more I realize fate Wasn't fair to change for me And why would I think so My homie had a date with death He had to make though I'm feelin' eerie I'm liftin' up the yellow tape By the time I get to the scene They rollin' this away I wonder whats under this sheet my knees get weak To the point I had to take me a seat This shit's deep When they put a nigga down that you was raised around What was once a minor statement's turnin' major now Never woulda thought in years that my homie was suicidal Had it all money and kids and a wife that read the bible They say it's life and death in the slum He had his reasons I should have believed him Anotha soul no longer breathin' Hate to say it but this one been heavy on my conscience My nonchalantness just took a life over some nonsense I ain't whole in the inside I'm hurting I can't explain whats going on in me Stop it now with all the lies I'm knowing this ain't how my life's supposed to be And everybody thinkin' it's murder but homicide sayin' self inflicted By the way the body was sitting brains in the kitchen Who coulda predicted But the detectives who was fishin' Fucked up that the family had to see dad in his position All I remember was us doin' what we did To survive in these streets where we lived We was kids growin' up in this environment Nothing but trouble You either struggled or you hustled Folded the bubble Grade school til we dropped out we had a plan We was either finna be rich or die like a man We did it all for the love of the hood every journey Imagine seein' your dawg lifeless across a gurney I wonder what was goin' on You should have said that you was feelin' mad I coulda talked you outta that But never will I see you again Nor will your family or your friends Not even words I write in this song Can right that wrong My nigga is gone and life goes on I ain't whole in the inside I'm hurting I can't explain whats going on in me Stop it now with all the lies I'm knowing this ain't how my life's supposed to be I started small time dope game pushin on the corner Twenty cent cook-up fifty flippers if you want 'em Full of formaldehyde my clothes wreakin marijuana Cops rollin up on us my neighborhood's like a sauna Pistol grippinG insurinG won't nobody run up on us But if they do fuck 'em we murderous nickel dome 'em I ain't playin no games I'm on a mission fo' the change Motherfuck being a lame I'm ten toes in the game deep I can't slip this whole world want me sleep See I hustle like a predator and prey on the weak And playin for keeps 'cause see it's a thin red line Between a nigga gettin his and me gettin mine And plus I'm a nigga with that feelin like it's my time And anybody standin' in the way of that is dyin' I bust nine how many times I gotta warn you I ain't the one be pushin buttons in the sight of my gun I'm the real live version of the Corleone family So I spit this clearly so you hoes'll understand me One wrong move and I'ma have to leave you for the goons Catch you slippin asleep in your bedroom and then Get you Audi now what the fuck was this dude thinkin You can cheat the rules of the streets and not leave stinkin I can squeeze without blinkin I'm a cold-blooded nigga Bank robber I'm a natural born killer Drug dealer anything it took to survive Even if it took a nigga to die I'm a gangsta I got a brick from a sucker that he wanted to move But the whole while I'm cookin I'm like Fuck this dude It's on thirty-six zones of my own Keep the money fo' myself and take the work back home And the cops was askin bout you come get me hot Never showed so fuck him and the money that I owed I got a get rich quick scheme steppin on the dope It's cold but that's it I'm on it like I want it And twenty-eight cash and change the whole game on it That means I'm on my feet and I can front the homies D Break 'em off a couple of C and double up they fee Takin over shoot up they spot make it hot And when the cops dry it out put my work on the block And if they wanna ride for they corners we ride right with 'em Dummy move whole thing the goon squad get 'em No mo' petty rock hustlin I'm in for the run And I'm fo'sho I'm gon' be murdered for this shit that I done But I'mma die standin up 'cause I'm a stand up nigga Fuck dyin like a bitch on my knees I'm a killer So don't nobody cry 'cause I was destined to get it Just remember I'm the one who took the dope game and flipped it And pimped it and destroyed everything in the way Of me seein first motherfuckin light of the day A trigger man deadly as fuck with a loaded AK Spot my enemy and kill him the American way I turned a dream into reality with a fuck you mentality Silencin all these niggas in the neighborhood who challenged me Family grievin from they loved one's mortality He ain't got a reason to die then kill him it's a tragedy I know God is watching from above Sometimes I wonder what I'd do without his love And although life is full of adversities I wanna walk with you follow in your footsteps Talk with you to find out where my goods kept I been gone away from home for so long Seems like everything I try to do without you go wrong I'm confused about a lot of things but not with my fate So I'm depending on your holy ghost to guide me the way See I'm a sinner in the 3rd degree Ain't afraid to admit it 'cause I seen niggas worse than me Who am I to judge a man when I'm a man myself In the dark trying to get me some help I went from pawn to king and from king back to pawn Doing my best to try to ease out the storm I know that every tunnel's got an end and a light And I prepared a new beginning in Christ My life is like a jigsaw dulling in time And as I'm thumbing through this jigsaw puzzle of mine It seems like every other Wednesday I'm attending a wake But I don't question you I know that's your way ok I know we living for the minute and there's a moment in time We've got to leave here 'cause that's your design And nothing lasts forever not even spirit only your word That's what I live by 'cause that's what I heard I wasn't there when you rose from the dead or parted the sea I never seen you but still I believe How you explain the moon the sky the stars and the rain The sun and the sea the earth without form facing the deep In darkness challenging the powers that be It's impossible for scientists to make up the seeds to make up the trees So why we turn our backs on the truth It's heaven or hell the point we seem to hide from the youth And I was singing this morning got touched by the spirit So I wrote it down for the homies to hear it Lord I know that I've been wrong They say a man is lost without a prayer without a song So I'm singing on my knees 'cause I believe you'll keep me strong Until it's time for me to bring it home But until it's time for me to bring it home I'll be out in these streets hanging in the hood Even gangsters need to pray 'cause when I pray it's understood That I got flaws about myself I can't make it by myself I need the heaven's help I want to follow in your foot steps Done seen the strongest man bow down to a higher power And given all his glory to God 'cause God towers Over all and in that I save this prayer For all my homies that's been trapped out there That's stuck in their ways it's different now than back in the days So fuck what they say 'cause ain't no coming back from the grave So when the gun goes pop and the lights go out Then you'll understand what I'm talking about I just want to be your solider I just want to be your vessel woh lord Ho It's young 'Face slanging yay everyday Heavyweight got a bad bitch in every state On the grind non-stop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas stay the fuck up out my way I'm a true OG you can quote what I say I'm an H-town nigga from around the way Asshole by nature like my name was Trae And I don't gangbang I patrol the game And what I'm representing here is putting holes in brains Before I say the same thing I'll be old and grey 'Fore I fall off and rap about my clothes and chains Gripping grain and popping trunks dog but that ain't me These elbows hit the scene back in eighty-three I stay street when it's done that's that You could find me in your hood pumping monster crack I roll over rodents in Rovers with rims on 'em Sniffing out a rat I expose him and then dome him A lot of nigga's bitches they claim that they OGs A straight up pussy and claims that he knows me You see I putting out these DVDs Now my shit done hit the streets he gots to squat the pee Got the Feds on his team so they watching me Mousetrap for a rat pussy watch and see I've been straight for a long time Getting cake for a long time In the street for a long time They say pressure busts pipes but I ain't scared It's my pleasure to tell it right don't think I ain't said 'Cause they got prices on my head homie I don't slip Clips long as giraffe necks that's why I don't trip Just open up and let it rip ain't nothing new to a G Hey I ain't worried about these niggas till they shooting at me My partner died daughter too give excuses to me Still a buster ass rapper I'm refusing to be Scarface seem to say I'm the king you a fool if you think There's another young new rapper dude out there cooler than me I cruise in the V brand new with the beat I live a real life like I say I do in the beat Yo true indeed I do indeed Them busters say this year I got brand new and it's all phat Cut that fighting in the club I'm done with all that Nigga ass out of line well his ass getting wet Give a west side nigga ten stacks that's that Oh or maybe less as a matter of fact Nigga be testing the professor what's the matter with cats I've been doing this shit nigga who are you Lil nigga I done seen keys bigger than you Lil nigga you ain't know shit Cut off a nigga head make him suck his own dick How the game go Money over bitches and flowers over snitches Money over bitches and flowers over snitches Mr. Scarface pistols into y'all face I came here to exercise my game Spread love to the hood is how I do my thang Smoking weed with my homies barbeque them wangs Sip Hennesey and coke 'cause I don't fuck with drank Don't pop pills either 'cause that shit ain't cool We just drunk a Mad Dog before we went to school Flick off back then I was smashing boys Jump wrong you saw a nigga get his ass destroyed Same rules right now I demand respect And if I slapped one ho then her man was next I'm a kick door robber a hot-shot driver A crack rock slanging motherfucker for a dollar If it's a dare to be made then I'm finna make it But if it ain't no way then believe I'm finna take it 'Cause a nigga with no hustle it ain't worth this G And a bitch like this is even worse than that I've been good at bullshitting but this game can cost And if a nigga can't maintain mayne he lost He a nerd and they fuck nerds in jail I heard And as a nigga I come in here with my balls and my word Snuck up behind him had his hands in his pocket Took my pistol out unlocked it Pulled the hammer back and cocked it And left his shit all on the carpet I seen a I pin-pointed my target I'm making my way up out the building I got the nigga that I came here to get notify his children That they old man done fell up out the game Because I came through this motherfucka And killed his ass just like Jesse James Think it's a motherfuckin game I come around this muthafucka and kill yo ass just like Jesse James What's my motherfuckin name There'll be no witnesses to this homicide No re-enactment on the late night news to be re-dramatized All you got is a nigga with a dot In the middle of his motherafuckin head he been shot Dropped in the middle of the floor and he ain't breathin And the nigga's on the go 'cause we ain't seen him He did his dirt and got the fuck up out the picture The hollow point just hitcha out of line so it got witcha Call the motherfuckin helicopter But ain't no hope 'cause the Tina broke that nigga off a hella proper That oughta hold your monkey ass That oughta teach your funky ass I know this motherfuckin game is sheist And you done lost the fuckin game of life And that's a motherfuckin shame You let a nigga come around and do yo ass just like Jesse James Think it's a motherfuckin game I come around this muthafucka and kill yo ass just like Jesse James What's my motherfuckin name Wait this motherfucka got me bent I gots to break Because this nigga done put his hands all up in my face He best to chill before I hit him with this mace And catch this motherfuckin case 'Cause once I got him blind then he done with Because I'm true to myself fuck the dumb shit You ain't no motherfuckin gangsta gee And when I get up out your ass you gon' realize it just ain'tsta be It ain't no studio up in me And all that bullshit I'm hearin you talk only offends me And lately I'm under a lot of pressure It seems to me you can't come clean so yo I gots to check ya And right before he die I I could give a motherfuck about the sentence I snatch yo ass up off the hinges 'cause I'm 'Cause life has no meaning no meaning We were all born to die so no screaming Think it's a motherfuckin game I'll come around this motherfucka and cut yo ass just like Jesse James Blow out your motherfuckin brains Sunday morning I'm off at church Sinnin' throughout the week hustlin' every day Gettin' it as we speak listen to preacher preach Choir singing the song annie clapping her hands Momma singing along I'm impatient I wanna leave Can't let my Momma see I ain't listening to the word Not like I don't believe but I'm trippin' nobody perfect To speak it wouldn't worth it for a person to be so Christ like But I swear I heard him cursin' Let him without no sins cast the first stone But I am so not him so let me go on Get home and he will find his hat on Who's family when this all went on Come on let's see some laughs then we Can do the same damn thing again next week I love it when It happens like that I smile 'cause it's not all bad You know they say that no one's perfect That's why we struggle every day Just know that every single day is a blessing I'm just tryna find my way I keep my head above water Tell me what's the use of lookin' sad Keep your head above water 'Cause it ain't all bad Monday mornin' it's back to business Cash the motivation cops steady watchin' Plottin' and waiting patient Yeah I been thinkin' lately Prayin' on even maybe Probably best if I left it The stress will drive you crazy if you let it The penitentiary is where were headed Designed for downfalls and some still don't get it And yeah I might have said it way back and got sweated by The same ones that hittin' it now but no credit came to me If you can see the things I see Then you could point your fingers at the blame not me Ashamed how we can't stand one another We hate the idea of a unified young brother so we suffer But I adapt 'cause I'm a hustler I still stay strapped with the muffler I'm ten toes trapped in the struggle 'cause I'm what the hood made mothafucka what You know they say that no one's perfect That's why we struggle every day Just know that every single day is a blessing I'm just tryna find my way I keep my head above water Tell me what's the use of lookin' sad Keep your head above water 'Cause it ain't all bad As solid these niggas come realist they ever made Money is not important it's livin' it how you say Picture back in the day me moving a brick a week Murdered you if I had to nigga I'm from the streets And out here were playing for keeps speak and your getting froze Neck gettin' wrapped in sheets sneakers will be exposed This bullet here for your soul Bitches is just for sex that said I could jack my dick She don't deserve respect I'm knowin' my niggas feel it Nothin' is fabricated authentic as I can say it The only way I play it this is for Curtis Davis Mothers of fallen soldiers Children of murdered fathers Fathers out on the corners Corners I'm standing on and I love 'em without a reason Feelin they aid the bleedin' they made me I'm never leavin' Though the looks can look deceiving Believe me yall it might sound sad But trust me dog it's not all bad You know they say that no one's perfect That's why we struggle every day Just know that every single day is a blessing I'm just tryna find my way I keep my head above water Tell me what's the use of lookin' sad Keep your head above water 'Cause it ain't all bad You win some you lose some life in a nutshell Free all my niggas on locked down fuck jail I've seen enough hell to never wanna live there Tattooed teardrops sitting in a wheelchair Kids on the streets doing bad momma moved out Dopeman pushing on the corner where the schoolhouse sits This is bullshit this can't be life I can't blame it on the hood 'cause it gave me life I don't go to church so I'm far from a Reverend Ain't nothing like a young nigga armed with an AK Walking up the sidewalk shooting in the broad day Fuck what a broad say I'm all day villain I'm getting money so I'm always chilling And even though they say I'm killing all they children I'm just a nigga hustling for my million dollars Now if I had to play Jack I'll be leaving you bad news Everybody in here be bound and gagged too I'm postin' at your crib nigga hurry yo ass home' You were out here hustling and all yo stash gone The money met the work and that's a real life It don't take a bunch of niggas just me solo I go for dolo I can't tell on myself Immature ass niggas get you sentenced to death Loud talking in the tank like he a stone cold killer And you fighting a murder charge my nigga The moral of the story is keeping your mouth shut 'Cause everybody is listening speaking you fucked up I tell you like them old cats say get what you get and get your ass out the way 'Cause greed'll get you thirty-five type you're twenty-seven that's the rest of your fucking life Real recognize what's real the bullshit see through The way I spit it ain't another one that's equal This for my people in the game ten toes rooted in the streets and withholding info We got secrets we gon' take to the grave We don't honor nothing else except the rules of getting paid And no wonder why a motherfucker hustling dope Everything we doing legal eagle leaving us broke What I hope is that a nigga don't forget where he from And turn his back on his hood 'cause he's seeing some crumbs And no money in the world that's enough to respect when somebody take a gun and put it up to your chest Saying 'fuck it' at the same time he squeezing a round You can blame it on your homeboy for keeping you down If it was me I'd be leery of the people I meet 'cause in this motherfucking game niggas playing for keeps I would never violate the codes of the streets And I would never make a promise that I know I couldn't keep And I would never testify cop out for a plea Or surrender information on my boys to the police And you could never catch me on the block without a strap And I would never pull it out unless I'm bouts to black And I could never forget my homies dyin for they scratch Forever pourin out liquor for 'em God send me back And I'll never shed tears my heart is like a stone now Never thought I'd live to see twenty-one look I'm grown now Never say never they tell me all the time 'Cause never means it's forever but it's never crossed my mind And I'll never go broke I promise I'mma shine Never come short on my issue I'm on it every time And I'll never be passive you better gimme me mine It's my money and I want it every motherfuckin dime No I never forgot all my struggles in the past And I could never forget how to hustle for my cash And I will never forget how I felt when I saw Brad Take that first breath and from then I knew I had to mash And it could never be said I went out like a ho Never been punked I'll never let it slide never let it go Get on my level ho or get a shovel ho It's never any question for my manhood I get down I'll never switch never snitch never sit down I'll never hesitate to squeeze a nigga six rounds I'll never squat to take a piss who's the bitch now I never ran I never will I ain't never scared It's in my bloodline the realest nigga ever bred And that's some of the realest shit that I done ever said And I can die but through my lyrics I ain't never dead I'll never disrespect my momma never disrespect her momma neither I'll never turn my back on Jesus I'll never get caught off in the system 'cause I believe a Man that follows man ain't no man and I'm a leader Never go turncoat my nigga I could never trade I'll never cross my homies out that I ain't how I'm made And I never had not one regret on how I was raised I'm from the ghetto where I slung and rapped it every day Never knew no other way this ain't gon' never change Never gon' bite my tongue fuck what nigga say One-hundred with myself I swore to God I'd stay the same And when I finally got my paper I was on my game I'll never talk a nigga down do yo' thing dawg Never hate a dude for tryin that's insane dawg Get yo' motherfuckin money that's the thing dawg Too many homies dyin young feel my pain y'all Please excuse my attitude sorry if I'm being rude But I've got something to say to you Hoping you won't lose your cool I wanna sneak you out to play with me You can spend the day with me And we can ride and see the sights It's going down tonight . Reminiscin' on the bitch that I had back in the day Gave the bitch a call and she hung up in my face Now thats the pits She didn't have to put up a front I stuck that ass back in there And haven't called her for 3 months I guess it's in me to be doggin' a chick Can't understand how you niggas just be hogging your bitch Go on and pass her unass her send her to the master Let her take a ride with the Bradster It's cool don't front no sex no sweat Not even on my mind we just met And furthermore we can get to those But for now I'm rolling 'Raris spitting this to hoes Now I'm cruisin' to the crib with this bitch that I scooped Parked my Ferrari now I'm back in the coup I knocked her boots your baby's mama put me to work I tagged that ass from the back and knocked her shit in the dirt She wanted me badly so I put it inside She got the Back and forth with the gangster glide Started off at 6 and didn't finish till 9 Hit the showers like I been out playing ball for the day Now she's asleep 'cause she just had her drawers full of dick and plus she got you staying at home With the kids all alone while she's gettin' her fuck on So believe me when you downin' the Brad I'm at the pad with your baby mama clowning that ass So player hatin' niggas check the bitch you chose I'll be mobbing in my Benz spitting this to hoes I thank the Lord for every morning he allows me to rise And though the sun is shining there's a cloud in the sky Lettin' me know that at any moment there could be rain And as beautiful as life is there still can be pain Down the park I hear the sirens just a screamin' away And then the inevitable happens the end of them days As sad as it sounds but that's the price we all gotta pay And the whole world knows God giveth will taketh away I live and I learn I sit and watch my cigarette burn Down to the ash it reminds me of the now and the past I say me a prayer 'cause eventually I'll stand in the path Of the souls and dark roads that lead to rest Do you hear them crying Waiting for someone to come and dry their tears Take away their fears And then a child is born Bloody naked clingin' to life Unaware of his surroundings or if breathin' is right In the arms of his mother as he looks in her eyes He takes his first breath and he screams At the same time another mother murders her kids And the unbearable thought of this here just brings me to tears It's hard enough we gotta raise our kids to live in this world So full of hate with no faith and killin' your pearls And sometimes I sit it down and wonder myself But then again I ain't Jesus and I couldn't help All I can do is hope I never live with the fact That I hurt one of my seeds 'cause dealin' with that Would be the hardest thing I'd ever have to do in my time I'd have to take my own life too and I couldn't climb The stairway that you hear me singin' bout in my rhyme And a parent hurtin' his kid ain't decidin' the time I know it's truth the next day we just livin' to die But I believe if you livin' right you'll live in the sky Lookin' down on the good and the bad the world as a whole And hopefully you did what you did before you had to go I say goodbye to you cruel world I see peace in the red sky I see the beast when the dead die relief when my head's high Hear the streets up ahead cry when the heat from the lead fly Felt the grief when I said bye before the sheets on my bed dried The turn of the table the tale of the tape The destruction of human flesh of the not so great The long list of the John Doe's that accompany the spirit As the yells of the souls lost with hopes that god hears it The resurrections of empty hearts crowd in the room Muffled sounds of the outside echo the tomb but I'm cool I'm cool I brought my chopper and my hard hat The shit's fucked up now show a nigga where the war at 'Cause I'm about to clean house Stick this a.k. up your ass and blow that fucker clean out 'Cause you niggas in the wrong You came up short and now we fin to get it going on I ain't your average motherfucker You step out of line and watch a motherfucker bust ya 'Cause you done came at me the wrong way I ain't no Clint Eastwood nigga and you done picked the wrong day So bring your ass to the battleground Avoid no niggas 'cause niggas be human I squeeze the trigger and niggas be moving 'Cause I don't point it in the air and pull the trigger I'd rather point it at your ass and watch the nigga die I gives a fuck about your team mates When it's all said and done you're gonna wish you never seen 'face You should have seen that lil nigga Brad James through here seen Dave and yo that nigga bad And your homies better stand still Don't make my brother Warren bust one of you bitches 'cause the man will Don't bring your ass to my picnic 'Cause I done had it up to here with all you niggas talking that bitch shit So you better get your shit right I'm from the state where you rarely see a motherfucking fist fight It's all about the gun blast So you can miss me with that bullshit you spitting with your punk ass It's the diary of a born killer Don't have to worry about me falling off this thing 'cause I'm a strong nigga Doubt my regard of the hard With niggas behind me from East Oakland to the South Park I've got the mind of the man right behind ya You can run you can hide but I'll still find ya Like I say there's no getaway And I'm gon' have it where your family'll have to throw your shit away It's the return of the real niggas I'm prejudiced to a certain extent but still I kill niggas I'll bust that ass on the fucking double So push on with that ho shit bitch 'cause you don't want trouble So get your ass up of my shoestrings And let your shermed nigga do things Look me in my eyes tell me what you see Do you think I'm crazy Sometimes I wanna die maybe I'll be free Free from all this bullshit that's constantly surroundin me I see when I'm asleep I don't wish to discustin 'cause it done been too deep I'm tired of bein' stepped on and past around like weed Look me in my eyes And tell me what you see Can you see my future and what lies down the line Is it just my test or is it just my time Time for me to pay for all the wrong I've did I forgot to get picked off when i was just a kid A poison in my mind tryin to find relief But I can't get no peace 'cause Shoemaukers been chasin me Tryin' to set me up bustin down my streets Blockin' up my door to see if he can catch me But I don't sell no dope so fuck what niggas say Fuck Ronnie Carbone and fuck the D.E.A And fuck these undercovers that lock me up for weed You can search me all you want to but you won't find no cheese And I ain't finna snitch 'cause I don't know a thang Don't ask me shit bout Steve don't ask me shit bout Jane I know you crackrs pissed off I can see it in your eyes I'm down with Rap-A-Lot until the day that I die So fuck you in ya asses you know it's all a lie You just wanna destroy me just like you did my god But now I must expose you and tell my boys the truth Especially if you black and tryin to leave the streets And get off in this music you see the way they doin me Runnin in my crib makin niggas lie Nigga get a scapegoat and take this twenty-five You know I ain't no dopeboy ain't never been a mule I admit I use to sell rocks but that was back in school Now I just do music and smoke a little weed But not enough to run a dope house so why you fuck with me Look me in my eyes I've told all I could tell you And now you know too much if you leak a word I'll kill you You think that I'm insane partially deranged You've had your chance to pick my brain now explain What's up with all these nightmares this long rewinding road That leads me to the same place I started from Right before I left home I thought you was a shrink Diagnosed my symptons I give you time to think Please remove your glasses look me in my eyes You seemed to be confused I raised up off his sofa Put back on my shoes because this sessions over I headed for the door he stopped me in my tracks He said he had an answer he told me to come back He spoke the book of Matthew then he spoke the book of Luke But he stopped at Revelations when he just spoke the truth And told me all my answers I would find in his book If I just stopped and looked if I just stopped and looked Told me to seek in he who seeks he shall find Then he put back on his glasses and looked me in my eyes Roamin' in my muthafuckin' hood and things Seems to me my mutherfuckin' hood done changed 'Cause niggas used to kick it with the rival gangs But now we gots to deal with them survival things Forty-five in my lap when I'm on the creep Niggas livin' shife so I roll one deep 'Cause now they see me flippin' in the nineteen-ninety-four And now they lookin' at me crazy But off-brand niggas can suck a dick because they can't fade me And if it came down to the gun black I never cracked up under pressure 'cause I was trained for combat So get yo' muthafuckin' boys together I represent S.A. nigga and we makin' noise forever And gettin' paid at the same time So you respect a muthafucka when a muthafucka claim mine 'Cause if you disrespect you ass out And they we rolling through yo' shit in the Glasshouse Actin' bad with the flashers on Makin' niggas get they asses on 'Cause ain't no mutherfuckin' love for fools Who come around this muthafucka trying to scrub you fools It ain't no haps on it hops We snaps on the cops And straps on the Glocks And take the law into our own hands 'Cause you ain't fucking with a rookie nigga you fucking with a grown man And we gon' show you what we mean by funk Muthafucka you ain't see my trunk Hollerin at my homie at the swisher house Scored a forty bag and we hit the spot Put my shit in park and got up under the tree Pull the swishers out and gave the ganja to 3 Rapped us up a fattie and we started to smoke Eyes gettin' red 'cause we higher than coke A nigga chillin' 'cause it's all good And we ain't trippin' on the bullshit nigga because we all hood But other niggas don't wanna see it that way But all I got to say is you don't wanna see that S.A Because we're all upon a mission Killin don't make us no different And dyin don't make it no different 'Cause I done been to mo' wakes in this past year Than the muthafuckin Bengals lost last year So ain't no muthafuckin' thing for me To kill a nigga who ain't fuckin' with the gang with me Formaldehyde smokin niggas gettin' loc'ed and Ready to pull your coat and leave your stomach open Scoping hoping for you to fuck up and slip So we can have a reason for fuckin' up your shit 'Cause we never had a muthafuckin' peace treaty So I know I got to get em with game And when I hit em with the game I gotta hit em with this damn thang 'Cause it's kill or be killed never cut slack And if you cut slack they bust back fuck that I never give a second chance to pull the first gun 'Cause if they bust one time that be the worst one And that's the one that can close the shop So you gotta stand and hold the Glock 'Cause in my muthafuckin' hood that's how it be But when you're rollin' through your muthafucking hood what do you see I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin Had to find my place But the world can leave a foul taste on the tongue Had to dodge a case Had to dodge a bullet And the nigga that tried to pull it The streets is throwed If I don't get lean and blowed everyday I feel just like I'mma explode on overload and overdrive All my life this drive I tried I seen a lot of good niggas die 'Cause somebody hated somebody lied or somebody snitched Or somebody's a bitch I wish I could change the past But I gots to live in the present and pray That tomorrow this shit don't last I'm livin to fast Shit my momma asked me who I was like she ain't know me But to tell the truth I didn't know myself I found out she had to told me Just to show me just how good I had it I guess I couldn't see it Mild-mannered I just couldn't be it But that was just the way we used to G it One of the wrongest niggas I see Or one of the strongest niggas I know Walkin on my tippy-toe 'cause the life I live ain't long and I know So I put weed in the bong and I blow Stay cool calm and collected a neglected Child that grew into a man that's widely respected But that don't stop our pain Or bring back our homeboys that we done lost off in this dirty game Got niggas doin forty When you twenty-five that's life I guess when your career is sellin dope somebody got to pay the price These bitch ass niggas shife Niggas might snitch out they momma That's why me and Leroy watch stay strapped and ready for all drama 'Cause we ain't promised tommorow But nigga you promised to die Nigga can't you see you gettin to high trippin of that potent fry At night I talk to God and try to understand How people can worship false prophets and say prayers to a man I guess they already gone ain't nothin gone bring them back So I just say thanks for what I got and blow on indo sacks I still love my piece and chain wood grain and big head ones But I had to realize in life everything ain't always fun I guess that's true for some But them hoes will never win Out here just hustlin and grindin Tryin to change from niggas to men My nigga you a ho to me Boy you done went off on me Runnin round with the fakin and hatin I'mma blast if you run up on me I'mma do my dirt by my lonely so that nobody can snitch This matter coulda been resolved If you woulda came clean and paid my shit See niggas disrespect the game but boy you'll never last Pullin that ho shit sellin your partner out for a piece of ass And fool you claim you real but really need to be shot up No respect for your family that's dead Don't write yo peoples locked up Damn I miss my dog he was hog to this game Unlike bustas these days that talk down on your name Yo anybody seen my diary Oh there it is I gotta write this shit down Check it out Dear Diary I'm having a little problem I can't make it by myself maybe you can help me solve em I'm confused and I don't know what to do I'm hoping you can help me 'cause there's no one else to talk to I want to die but it ain't for me I try to talk to my dad but my old man ignores me He says I'm delirious And I drink too much so he doesn't take me serious But little does he know I'm really losing it I got a head but ain't no screws in it I be thinking deep That's one of the reasons at night I can't sleep I thought it would change when I was older But even now I'm still peeping over my shoulder Is there life after death too And what about the nigga with the cane and the black suit And what about cancer Too many motherfucking questions and not enough answers Ain't no use in trying We might as well face it we were all born dying There's a black book in Brad's hands And its the diary of a madman Dear diary today I hit a nigga with the torch Shot him on his face and watched him die on his front porch Left his family heartbroken Flashbacks of him laying there bleeding with his eyes open I can't put the shit behind me I'm know I'm here somewhere but I can't find me I used to be a drug dealer On the fo rilla now I'm a born killer And it ain't no changing me It used to be hard but now it ain't no thing to me To go up to a niggas house Put a pistol in his mouth and blow his fucking brains out No doubt if you cross then I'mma take ya 'Cause I'm a fucking killer by nature It's gonna be a bloody Sunday 'Cause your fucking with a nigga like Bundy And I was taught not to care Like a Vietnam vet with a thousand yard stare So welcome to the slaughterhouse nigga Redrum and I'mma be the grave digger And if you want to cap come cap me I'm trigger happy like my great-grandpappy Just watch for the chrome in my right hand My second entry from the diary of a madman Dear diary help me 'cause I'm frantic Sometimes I think I'm going schizophrenic The world's looking dark for instance Maybe 'cause I'm looking from a distance But then again I wear a blindfold Staring at the motherfucking world with my eyes closed To myself I'm a stranger Walking in the footsteps of danger It's a long path ahead of me I gotta get somewhere 'cause everybody here is scared of me I had a job but they fired me My wife walked off now I'm living in my diary I got the new 'Face tape I'm about to pop in the deck for you niggas Turn up your radios You're down and out money funny you hustle and die On the verge of pawnin your jewelry and sellin your ride Somebody should have told him ain't no life in these streets You only out here 'til you touch it when you touch it you eat Niggas done took too many chances shovelin snow And ended up facin a lifetime for tryin to sco' I'm givin livin definitions on the subject of dope I was a seventies baby raised in the eighties I was barely touchin sixteen when shit got crazy I remember in the eighties me and pop would ride Now we conversate on acres we's about to buy He had already been what I'm about to go through Told me ain't no sense in gamblin if you gamble to lose If you made twelve dollars you put seven away And lived off the five and never ever fuck with your safe I'm bout my paper these other niggas slang for the sport Like unaware tomorrow ain't promised the game is too short I've witnessed niggas get it all and give it away Gettin back was out of the question they lived for today Then the hunger pains start up then the murderous plots To set up they fuckin homeboy to get what he got I mean the ones he broke the bread with the ones you don't want To be the ones fuckin your girlfriend the moment you out I know the street game backwards forwards sideways It used to be an honest hustle back then but nowadays It's cutthroat that's fucked up niggas want they come up A damn shame but that's the way the game go A chance niggas is takin especially if they slang dope I've been in that position back in the day In fear of my homie hittin' my head to crack in my safe When ya hustle ain't evolvin That's when niggas start starvin And when you niggas start starvin That's when you niggas start robbin When these niggas got problems That's when niggas start plottin And when you niggas start plottin Us country niggas start mobbin So listen up my niggas and I ain't tryin to preach I'm just tellin it from my side 'cause I'm in the streets I done been there done that seen a whole neighborhood Destroyed by the government bein tipped off by one rat He caught a dope case and they threatened him with time He get his own fuckin people jammed and he take the five That's the shit there they ain't even catch him with dope But they gave him thirty-five years 'cause the nigga done spoke Snitchin that's a motherfucker watch what you say Watch your so-called homeboys keep to yourself Stay away from niggas gettin caught that get out of jail Don't talk about your business keep yo' thoughts in yo' head And this game it got a paper trail watch where ya spend Don't write down names and numbers it's a memory thing Never shit where ya sleep keep the crib out of range And plus you never let these niggas know where you stay 'Cause when the push turns to a shove they hittin your safe True motherfuckin' game true motherfuckin' game When ya hustle ain't evolvin' That's when niggas start starvin' And when you niggas start starvin' That's when you niggas start robbin' When these niggas got problems' That's when niggas start plottin' And when you niggas start plottin' Us country niggas start mobbin' mobbin' Money and the power money and the power I ain't fallin short I got the Money and the power Never goin back 'cause I got Money and the power Deep in the heart of South Park lurks a stalker S.A. fool native Houston South Parker Born and brought up to be a heartless motherfucker No one else to blame fuck it blame it on my mother When I was growin up nobody seemed to give a shit And that's what makes me one hard son of a bitch Since they ain't give a shit I ain't give a shit either Sweet sixteen time to stack me up some ki's Learned the game of hustlin fuckin over fiends Sellin niggas beat in other words amphetamines My game was more advanced sellin speed I'm goin broke Got em up with Floyd and Floyd had fronted me some dope Learned to rock it up now I got it sold Time to go for broke motherfuck who I owe Business started boomin started movin powder Motherfuck the bitches I want money and the power Brand new crib brand new clothes Mom would ask questions and often pitch a bitch Where am I gettin the money Mickey D's ain't paid me shit I'd make up a story just to get her off my back Uh oh I got a beep I think my boys are out of crack Everything was smooth exactly how I played it A dollar to be made best believe a nigga made it Nickels dimes and twenties and sixty cent bumps Nigga rollin hard stackin paper like Trump And I ain't give a fuck I told you that from the jump Didn't worry about no static I had a motherfuckin pump Ass out of line word em up a nigga sprayed em Momma told me shoot first and ask questions later Six hundred bucks a motherfuckin hour And I ain't fallin short 'cause I got money and the power yup Brought my brother Warren Lee down from New Jersey He helped me for a minute then he started screwin up Said fuck gettin paid I guess my brother'd rather fuck Bitches ran his life and they're still runnin Lee I guess he doesn't realize the bitch is fuckin me It really doesn't matter 'cause Ak'll never tell He can stay broke but I got dope to sell I step out on the cut shit was lookin funny I ran back in the house and started callin up my money I signaled for my workers to bring in all the dope Niggas stayed relaxed but they was friskin niggas up If someone said my name then I was definitely fucked But I'mma play it cool if I kill I gotta kill Fightin for my shit I never ran and never will Come to find out they wasn't fuckin with my boys Busted a nigga who said he paid em talkin noise But I ain't fallin short 'cause I got money and the power The voices in my head are screaming louder than my lips All the words I should have said are slipping through my fingertips And ever after seems so far away from me The voices in my head are screaming louder then my lips It's like I have been living a lie It's beautiful huh the way I can keep it inside I'm settled in somebody's dream Seeing through one of his eyes Pieces of somebody's mind Pictures of thoughts in the frame I stand alone in the dark now Sad and crippled and shamed I loaded my pistol and aimed Cocked it quick and then bang Woke up in sweat feeling the death Creates an eclipse in the brain Sometimes I think I'm insane I hear the voice when I'm asleep Whispers my name again and again This is what's she's singing to me Sometimes I just want to cry We kiss in the rain She is speaking to me once again Hands in my ear But this isn't clear I listen but nothings explained This is a lie A feeling inside I still often drift when I drive The tears they leave burns on my cheeks Motionless mirrors with eyes staring me down A view of a soul The heart of a woman is cold My conscious is weak She making me weak The only love I've ever known has left me alone And I'm dying inside The only thing left is my pride The pain you hear in my rhyme For happiness I'll never find All in my mind Hook The voices in my head are screaming louder than my lips All the words I should have said are slipping through my fingertips And ever after seems so far away from me The voices in my head are screaming louder then my lips Bridge I think I've finally failed at something I honestly believe that 'Cause looking at us from outside You would think we would take better care of our hearts I died when you did mentally and spiritually I'm numb I feel nothing The voices in my head are screaming louder than my lips All the words I should have said are slipping through my fingertips And ever after seems so far away from me The voices in my head are screaming louder then my lips The moment that is bound to shape the future I got a letter from the government the other day I opened and read it they tellin' me to dead it It said that the message I was bringing brought destruction Here's a land that never gave a damn About a brother like me from the jump they'd rather see me slump Face down shot five or six times With my kid and her mama in the cop car crying and I'm dying Stop lying it's a black and white thang Redneck ass judge would rather watch a nigga hang Than indict what's white not right fuck a news feed Black men got the same needs as the Jews need Who me I demand reparation Fuck a cowboy I'm a native robbed of my nation I'm an African Black man fucked out my language Got me praying to a white boy God that's insane And if you ask me why they steadily harass me And I'm a god yet they calling me a nigga They scared of me so they try to hide behind the trigger Acting bad ass fuck a honkey with a badge I'm a nigga with an attitude you can kiss my black ass Ain't no sense in niggas being diplomatic Televise the revolution let these muthafuckas have it I'm calling up the homies they said to come through And I run with them niggas ain't scared to come shoot Take an eye for an eye take a tooth for tooth Do unto others as them others would do onto you But what America hates kept America straight And America safe muthafuck that flag My people are not free we wanna touch that bag So quick to try to copyright what came for free Now they blaming me and it's plain to see That they mad at that like I'm a magic act Yeah imagine that muthafucka I'm Black Fuckin' vultures super quick to steal one's culture Trying to make it your own caveman go home Long nose funny-looking ass Donald Got his nerve disrespecting President Obama If you don't want us around then let us leave Pay the money you've been owing my peoples as they were set free That forty acres and a mule never came And yet we're still outstanding out standing in the rain Just waiting patient pacing and praying For God to step up and not ain't shit shaking I was mistaken thinking scripture coulda helped us Following the faith of our very own oppressors No justice just us Look at how the aftermath of slavery today still affects us Our kids educated by the enemy And they don't know shit about their history 'Cause they ain't teaching that in school Leave it up to them coons and all that's cool Let the bygones be bygone And besides we've been killing off our own Shut the fuck up you know what Uncle Tom house nigga slaves need they muthafuckin' nuts cut I pack steel in the hour of the chaos If Black lives still don't matter to you stay out I'm representin fo' my niggas on lock doin time for that he says She says layin niggas down on the freeway Believe me they need me 'cause all these niggas Comin home too long before they release date He facin twenty-five years fed time And he ain't never seen a day in that thing he bustin head time Let's keep it real I got the documents to prove That youse a snitchin-ass nigga tryin to hide behind your music You hit the highway got money the fly way You phony youse a hoe-ass nigga that's what I say And you can quote this and niggas wanna touch you Last album I was 'Made' this album the motherfucker so All you niggas wanna plot against the mob Beep beep goes the sound of my cellular It's the life of a hustler You know we livin in danger And them I treat just like strangers Real nigga he don't talk about it he be about it 'cause he a G about it I got a problem with a nigga I go squeeze him out And what the fuck am I gon' talk to the police about I'm from the streets doin the type of shit you read about I got chrome forty-five under pressure and in the dresser And now you're froze on the stretcher You wanted trouble I wouldn't settle for lesser I'm the devil in the flesh my pistol is my protector See my reflection as it fades into black When I reappear on a nigga it's a ragin attack yeah And I solemnly swear any problem I have I just empty the clip That's on my life because I represent the mob Since you niggas want that heat I'm bouts to turn up the knob To high power Bitch nigga you just a dead man walkin one foot is inside the grave The other one is in a closed-top coffin You're still talkin like you the O.G When you was locked down though you was low-key Them niggas told me that they had you in the seg And the locals you was workin with the boys in there And even had the nerve to go and try to talk to the streets Thinkin that they'd embrace a marked-as-police And then you tried to sue a nigga but it got back to a nigga And when I see him I'mma do the nigga So skip that funky-ass deposition fool Since you wanna crank it up then that's what I'm about to do To high power Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die But some cry and gets by while others choose to wonder why His life was took at such an early age A young nigga who lived in a rage died by the gauge He used to hustle on the street corners His mom would always beg him to quit but he didn't wanna As he got older he got even worse Til a real nigga showed him the purpose of a hearse A cold night in his hood he had a tangle The brother he was squabblin with had broke his ankle Laid him out in the driveway Some people knew he wouldn't survive but hey I ain't the one to speak up on another's All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took Born and brought up as an angel but he died as a crook He had a baby that he couldn't raise And she will never see her father again 'cause he's in a grave Hey yo let's think about it nilla My daddy was a dopeman so I'mma be a dope dealer How will the family explain it My daughter had a baby for a 'caine head He ain't around to see her walk Dry her eyes when she cries pick her up when she falls Just the thought of a kid livin fly fucks me up It gets deeper he used to punch her and beat her She was loyal to his ass but accused as a cheater She had a good deck but she picked the wrong card Had a kid now she's realizin life is hard A big time dope dealer's all she wanted Who drove a Jag or a Benz so she could flaunt it The situation's got me guessin But the answer remains to be a question He lived his life in a lie I guess you only get a minute to pray and a second to die It was crazy how it happened Some niggas rolled by in the Riviera cappin All I could see was a pistol spittin rounds And the boy was just screamin as he fell to the ground A woman yelled get an ambulance But I knew he was dead he didn't stand a chance You should have seen him he was scared A bullet goes to his chest and one to his head He just laid there in silence And all I heard was the sirens Paramedics pulled up Followed by a law man and then came a firetruck Put his ass on the stretcher But if he survives I'm willin to betcha He'll be out for revenge They patched him up within a week he was back at it again Went to his brother on the Northside Grab your shit it's a hit we're gonna take a long ride Packed it up in the trunk Opened his trunk and grabbed a shotgun then he shot him Put his tooly on the front seat Continued his mission as he headed down the street The kids was just starin at each other J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port Full speed down Reed shot his mom on the porch On his way down Cullard Went to the store to use the payphone Hung it up and rolled down Dagger Headin for the nigga he was after By the time he arrived at the scene Malcolm was ready for anything He tried to sneak around the back way Never thought of bein taken out on that day Black boy black coat Stood around the corner as he passed slit his throat He didn't fall so he fired One to the middle of his skull he's expired A whole army came out Twenty-seven niggas all strapped out of one house That how it happens in the acre One nigga died in the park in the paper Shit gets deeper but why I guess you only get a minute to pray And a second to die I'm a born killer you're face to face with Scarface You tried to ice an ace but that's a motherfucking waste You snoozed fucked up G And your momma should have warned you bout a nigga like me 'Cause I don't eat and I don't sleep Save that motherfucking flack 'cause talk is cheap And uh since you got beef Lets take it to the streets and I'm a bring it to your ass chief I'm coming from the heart son And I don't take no shit but I'm about to start some Now which one a you hoes wanna jump If you got static then get it off your chest punk 'Cause I ain't barring none If you're feeling lucky then go ahead and getcha some I ain't with this fucked shit If ya ain't in trick then get your ass in ya trunk bitch 'Cause I'm about to square it off Hit your ass in the chest with the Tec and try to tear it off Send you back to mommy in some plastic And have the bitch out hunting for a casket I'm on the for realla tilla my nilla My momma did her part But it ain't her fault that I was born without a heart In other words I'm heartless dude I don't love me how the fuck I'mma love you That's right you guessed it I'm legally insane marked manic depressive I'm taking all types of medication To keep me out the mood of premeditating Yo the longer I'm alone it's worse I'm having thoughts of killing me but I'm killing you first My psychiatrist talks but I don't listen A victim of society fucked by the system My whole life's been a see saw I'm up one day down and out on tomorrow Right now I'm even more upset Some shit done happened to me that I don't think I'll ever forget You think I'd let it die but I ain't It ain't because I want to its because I can't I'mma getcha but I ain't going into it 'Cause ain't nothing to it but to do it See it ain't no sweat to me 'Cause in the first place you fucked up the minute that you stepped to me I'm not your average dealer Now I'm living where I can 'cause I'm homeless Can't make important calls 'cause I'm phoneless I ain't eating I'm starving duke I can't go to momma's house 'cause momma's starving too Better grab that twelve gauge 'Cause that's the only way a nigga's gonna get paid I'm on my way to my old bank They know me real good and they don't think that I'd gank Had my gun in my trenchcoat Now getcha ass on the floor And don't think about pushing that panic switch I'm getting paid and you're getting killed bitch Take notes to the message I gave ya Ya dying ho and can't nothing save ya I'm doing bad so I'm going bad Huh and you never expected that from Brad But there's a lot of things pressing me And I ain't the nigga to let a mortician be dressing me So I'm coming out winning A hundred thousand in the case now I'm coming out grinning But the shit didn't flow smooth The security guard had to run and pull a ho move He reached for his pistol Hit him in his chest Now which one of you motherfuckers in here wanna die next Nobody made a move And I got away smooth And that's how it is nigga I spared a couple of lives but I'm still a born killer Nigga don't act like he don't know who I'm talkin' bout You don't wanna get involved with this here nigga Is you a bitch nigga you a bitch nigga Look at yourself and then analyze me This motherfucking G It's the flossy you got girl draws and Girl flaws and a braud nigga I peeped your whole hand when you came in I'm a man and I hang men Play the game to win All mission play on ten Scarface 'finna do it again Mash you nigga stash them niggas Don't make me upstrap and blast you niggas Once again it's a only if you must I do it Lock you in my scope and blast your ass through it The image and the style that you used to Cus' you don't keep it real like you used to So niggas slow your motherfucking roll 'Fore I come through with the same M-11 The Feds took from me and shoot you in yo motherfucking stomach You a Snitch Nigga when you rat on yo friends Bitch Nigga when you still be in pads with yo kin You'z a Snitch Nigga running when the drama go's down You was ballin' at first what happened to the man in the south You a Snitch Nigga specializin' at bumpin' ya gums Bitch Nigga countin' on ya bricks but all I see is crumbs Snitch Nigga ain't you tired of running your mouth And you can go home before the Devil run in your house Now snitch fellas get up under my skin That's why I don't mess with friends Unless it's my Mac-10 Looking for head shots 'cause bitch fellas get the bullet-proof vests What you scared for What happened to all the tough ass talk The way you was bumpin' I thought you had a taste for asphalt Look at momma's baby out here starvin' for his ass Whippin' chiefin' with a magician then drippin' out his ass listen I'll be damned if I pull a rabbit out a hat Well pull my forty out of holster and do this snitch fella on his back This how we ride and ain't never gon' make a switch dude It's Bun B I go back like Atlanta Black Crackers Wack cracka short stopper or dope beginner Bitch I ain't ya chicken hitter bring the heater get you wetter We can flip the caliber magnum hanger Step a bear off in his chest you better hope I don't land one If I cock the bitch backaim it at your chest It'll be piece before they even find the pieces to your vest We relievers of ya stressease ya fame Put this pistol in your mouth you better lead them treason games Now when ya momma warned ya about Bun and he's insane Kill a kid over a quarter who just keeps plain Now watch this kids plain before you fuckin with the triller And Face the born killa Bend around in the dark for dough You here the sounds you spark for the floor Money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round And money makes me do all things that I do And hang with my homies smoke weed and drink brew Ride down Belfort one deep and bang Screw And money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Livin' in a mansion one day with my wife Stack me up some papers these days one night If wind stops blowin' these days to my sight The winds start flowin' I'm paid trunk tight I gots to have paper these days in my life I gots to have paper these days of my life 'Cause money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round That's right Money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Everyday up on your life thank your God for your life That money makes the world go round Without a doubt They all want to see you about a clout They don't know don't want to know or see what it's about We faced with danger do any thing for the paper Scarred for life mentality of the street life made us Watch out for the snakes and fakes Out to take what's yours to make it theirs so prepare and beware Money makes the world go round for some niggas Money make the world kill all niggas quicker The sckrilla the cabbage the cheese the scratch the cheddar Whatever you call it it's all hot Money makes the world go round The unfortunates is now fortunate 'Cause money makes the world go round What's up 'Face Money makes the world go round Some people gots to have it some really need it A lot might even sacrifice their life to retrieve it I see that money's good for me money's good to me Money can't buy me love but it can rent me some pussy You get your hands on a little bit of it and before you know it You go crazy without do strange things for it Although it's made of paper it don't grow on trees Unless you comin' up sellin' weed while you blow on sweets You see money makes the world go round Makes the price of livin' go up chances of livin' go down You see money makes the world go round If you ain't got it you ain't nothin' but you come up then they hound you 'Cause money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round I take me a shit and try to gather my thoughts Bumpin' the south west beat while I sip on a quart You see my mind is on a whole lot more than just rappin' The nigga got to do somethin until this rap shit happen It's been a long time since I got my hand on some cheese It's gettin' hectic my daughter can't get what she needs Shit is fucked up you wonder why we rob and sell dope I go days without eatin it ain't because I snort coke Fool I'm broke what's a good way to get paid these days Flip burgers or lay your ass down to get sprayed Hey man I got to reason with ya Nah fuck tryin' to reason I'm tired of strugglin' so now it's huntin' season I hope you understand by now what I'm thinkin' Get a bag of that dank from the hemp and I'm steady drinkin' Contemplatin' on what should I do This nigga got G's I'm talkin' about a hundred or two Money makes the world go round See money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round For my stars money makes the world go round This song is about a nigga always trying to keep you down you know Now touch that We made something from nothing And vowed to never tear it apart We turned the street hustle into an art That would quickly change life forever for us No more riding bikes or catching the bus We on the roll up money to fold up With Cognac and cooked yola Got the neighborhood about to blow up but hold up I see this van sittin' this old cat in a fitted Trying to get your little homey tore up Yo bruh we ain't working on this corner take your ass on dog Before you make me feed your ass to my hogs you fucking faggot I know you want to catch me with this bag so you can hide me You put this shit off in our neighborhoods and sweat us And when you finally catch us up you give us letters Just when a nigga reach his goal mayne You hand him a case for easing out the dope game Watching us unfold with the times He don't really want a nigga to climb You'd rather separate me from my family forever Instead of trying to keep us together You motherfuckers would rather keep me down So what I rap about these streets That don't make me be no less of a man Than a person that do work with his hands It's bad enough I gots to deal with all these pressures that stand You tryin' to make me stray away from my plan Know what I'm sayin' I'm from the gutter where all we had was one another No wheat bread to butter from one bed to the other All uncles and no brother My mother's at work My grandfather was my dad And when he died it hurt And as I hold back the tears my eye-wells swell I been praying for heaven I been living in hell And these niggas in my age group is dead or either locked up The bitches no better they smoked out or knocked up But I still love my hood that's where it started Ain't no hard feelings we partners nigga regardless That's why you always see me coming around 'Cause I could never turn my back on my town Watching us unfold with the times He don't really want a nigga to climb You'd rather separate me from my family forever Instead of trying to keep us together You motherfuckers would rather keep me down Money never changed me Money changed the people around Now they plot to try to keep me down But still I rise like yeast Your whole conversation bout B Fuck a nigga talking bout me I'm a G The realest motherfucker ever done it You can't continue to pimp me and y'all eat from it So fuck every soul who ever felt like I owed Them a god damn dime or a god damn rhyme or a god damn chance Motherfucker you sad You a grown ass man holding a nigga hand Now get out on your own stop depending on your homes To chuck you a bone and stop throwing stones And that goes for everybody thinking it's them All of y'all stand accused Saying fuck to me And I done bought your children's shoes Watching us unfold with the times He don't really want a nigga to climb You'd rather separate me from my family forever Instead of trying to keep us together You motherfuckers would rather keep me down Alright let's ride I spent my day right off a Holloway broke and disgusted Without enough money to buy food but I'm smoking so fuck it Hit the schoolyard no report card because I'm larger than life Clothes smokey eyes shining 'cause I'm high as a kite fuck it High school teachers I'm a man of respect South Acres baby gangsta I'm demandin' respect Fuck the school vice principal he shife and I'm leaving Told my mama about my dope case and my mama believed him Now my daddy got a problem 'cause I'm home for vacation Strong and shy with a fucked mind let him know what they facing Got the doctors who done studied this but niggas with doubt Probably take a shrink a lifetime to figure him out I seen the same thing flash change violent And motherfuckers caught in that chain remain silent So why you figure I've be standing here shaking Because the devils is close to taking me but I can't face him My soul is controlled by the blessings of God Still scared to walk to first ground 'cause the devil's in charge Somebody help the lost souls find savior 'Cause I'm standing on the cut with a Tec-9 for the hoe behavior They want to take me out the game like Rider But you youngstas better stop and peep game because my game wider I send this out to those who thought that they come Cold as fuck when it came to the game and my game done Just when they thought it was safe I picked up the phone and called it a day I bought a new car caught a new case fuck it The harder I walk the ground shall shake Stomping the harder I march the ground will break I am groundbreakin like an earthquake Yeah I run this shit but I'll tackle it You want me to break it down I'mma fracture it My mind is wandering I can't find it But ten times outta ten my mind on the money Bandana around my head like I know karate And I'll wax a nigga ass like Mister Miyagi And it ain't over 'til the fat lady sang And that bitch got a whole lot more weight to gain And call me by my new name Lil Wayne It seems like Everybody forgotten about me I am as real as they come as hard as they get They go to talking off the wall I put a par' in they shit I'm the original gangsta I'll tell you how I do it I take niggas from the jump when they step to me with that bullshit I am a fool bitch a native H-Town from the south side of Houston You're tuned to the sounds of a nigga who don't give a fuck 'Cause one way or the other I'm gon' still get mine play the game motherfucker The truth is in the building and I came tonight And I done sold so many records change my name to life 'Cause I can breathe into the hood make it feel my pain And even though they try to change me I remain the same And even if I did have that chrome-plated grill on my shit I come from out the motherfucking bricks Now never forget where I come from son I'm respected in these motherfucking streets I run It seems like Everybody forgotten about me When I hits the do' motherfuckers drop and kiss the flo' Light bulb flow I glass shatter transistors blow I'm the shit for sure Roll wit it bitch I'm hot in this heat a head shot'll keep your perm burned It's my turn I earn stripes and paid dues so Don't be surprised if I'm in a trap or own a new show I don't dry snitch sneak diss or even backdo' Balla block a short stop or drop down in Fat ho It's been a long time coming but now I'm back at it Flipping the script from balling back to gansta rap classics You know that shit that hit the hood and upset it If real niggas respect it the squares gon' rep it I done came in here to bring it to you The uncut version of ganstarism with the nickel painted Ruger Quick to cock it on you spark light in your eyes The unexpected is happening to you now nigga surprise Now motherfuckers lay it down The ruler's back 'cause it's too many pussies out here Making bullshit records and ruining rap I gotta check this whole game niggas out here listening To these record label bitches instead of doing they thing I'm a real nigga a street nigga till it's done with And I could never let you talk me into dumb shit Like selling out to move a few more units Just keep me in the ghetto 'cause the hood stay truest You fuck around and cross the other side of the track Catch you a brick then realize that you can't come back I'mma stick to the facts Fuck it if I don't go two The homies know that Face stay true And though I've got more muscle my sounds don't change Been the same ever since I stepped in the game Now this is for these niggas switchin' they shit Prostituting theyself trying to get them a hit Bow down nigga before they fuck around and find you face down in the river Talk down nigga and I'mma bust you in your mouth nigga Fo sho I talk a lot of shit but you can bet that I'm the nigga Out here backing it up while you acting it up I can prove you ain't as real as what you claiming to be You the king on your block but you ain't shit in DC You ain't shit off in the city of Chi You ain't shit off in the Do It or Die They want to skin you alive Out here talking like you carrying arms We don't shoot at motherfuckers we done flipped the script to carrying bombs I can end it for niggas out here who's hard in the booth Any city I can hit the hood 'cause Scar is the truth I know so much about these streets that I can walk them asleep You can't tell me shit about your hood I walked on your beat I know your whole life story plus I've seen for myself You got caught smoking dope that's why they sent you to jail Had you locked up with wet backs only real niggas suffer set backs Ninety days and I ain't goin' to respect that And you can sniff a snitch a mile away Fuck him in his ass and feed him dick a pound a day I've got niggas I was raised with who know who I am Lil' Brad from out of South Acres prone for scams Never ducked the motherfucker I was down for the dirt Got respect from older cats 'cause I was down for the work When Fondren had its Great Skate I'd roll to the club Drunk off the bird with thumbtack holes in my glove Stood in the corner waiting for bullshit to jump And in the event it jumped you saw a fool get stomped There it is can't get this shit no realer than that Had a super boxing game but now I'm peeling your cap I done been in fist fights with niggas twice my size And the 5 losses I got I had to redeem 'em So he had to fight me everytime I seen him Ain't no pussy in me I've been for real before this rap shit I study MCs that's how I know you hoes is plastic So a shake your ass and I'mma tell 'em the truth Fabricate your bumps and bruises homey do what you do Just remember who for real when they tell you they real I survived the game of life nigga fuck some skills Hotel motel deep up in a ho's tail Pussy smellin sweeter than a half a key a dope smell Knock that top back told her I'd be right back Nigga where your wife at y'all niggas don't like that I bring a bitch the rough shit you be on some love shit Kiss and hold and hug shit she be wantin thug dick You winin and dinin puttin all ya time in I be into windin knockin out the linen Silk pink panties but she can't understand me I be buyin condoms you be buyin candy She love you lust me gansta shit it must be All the while you spoilin that bitch so thinkin fuck me Hard for you to see that 'cause you be on that weak rap A gentleman fuck that wearin suits what's that You hit the ho she lay there I hit the bitch she fuck back Makin voices noises voices and noises But when she do I send her home to you Pussy hole swole up everytime she roll up Now I admit I didn't put my prick up ya gal She saves her pussy for you she's just my dick sucking pal She tells me her problem I like to listen and learn And I don't mind because she's always got a Swisher to burn And a six-pack I sit back chill while she drives With her skirt pulled down and her panties to the side Wanna smoke what's up open up the glove compartment Grab the Swisher kiss her get my lighter and spark it Don't know how she do it nigga but when she be drivin She be slobbin and bobbin while she's givin me noggin And I've been tryin to tell myself to chill But I find myself just takin the wheel She followed me to the bathroom and I ain't have to pee I'm at the club tryin to do this little nasty freak I met last week you know the panties drop quick She suck dick with two hands and a whole lotta spit Average niggas get nervous around the bitch Lick between her legs and run circles 'round her clit Fall in love she'll make your mind a wreck When she lay on her back and put her legs behind her neck Sperm drinker come in her mouth she keeps suckin it It's too sensitive have a nigga sayin 'fuck this shit bitch can I have my dick back' You don't wanna hit that you don't wanna be inside that kit-cat She's too nasty but I like that Pussy have you right back fuck where your wife's at It's hard for you to fight that Gettin head in a white 'Lac bitch Just waking up I gotta thank god Fired up a square that's how my day starts Early mornin' buzzin' got me lookin' at life Outside I see movin' bitches look at the lights It's just another Saturday it seems like Got dressed and hit the corner with my team right Smoke it roll it up and pass it around Now I'm stoned and my ass is barely draggin' the ground No sooner than you think I would've thought of A cop walks over never saw him Excuse me mister officer man I wasn't tryna disrespect And started coughin' again Eyes red as a bandana And one time heavy on his antenna At his request they sent a squad car And then they put my black ass behind bars Oh sittin' on this concrete couch just waitin' For the judge to say that I'm gon' be free today Oh sittin' in this concrete box just sayin' It's been a shitty day can't find no other words to say Fingerprinted and gettin' booked in They fed a nigga so I took ten 'Cause I'm knowing that I'll be sittin' here the whole night Empty trunk tank it's finna be a cold flight I finally come up on some housin' Old celly so I'm bettin' me a thousand And plus I got a bottom bunk pass Boss came in with his punk ass Talkin' to a nigga like it's date time Askin' where I'm from I'm from H-town Niggas askin' me what I'm in for Nosy motherfuckers want some info It's lights out I tie my mat down Chuck it on the rack and stretch my ass out Oh sittin' on this concrete couch just waitin' For the judge to say that I'm gon' be free today Oh sittin' in this concrete box just sayin' It's been a shitty day can't find no other words to say It's court call in the halls Strip a nigga down to his balls The nighttime sergeant want an interview They push us out like livestock Ain't no talkin' while I'm talkin' this is my block I finally get to see me a judge I'm a black man so she got a grudge Old bitch full of race hate And a nigga quick to represent the gray state I ain't got a lawyer I don't need one Give me thirty days you get three one I ain't tryna piss in a jug bitch Just because I'm black I get fucked with Babe if I had been a white dude I'd have never been arrested look at Michael And even if I swam like a fish though They still would've threw me in the Crisco And fried a nigga's ass in some hot grease I'm just tryna get my ass out the hot seat It's been a long time comin But now I'm back up in this bitch to hit these niggas with this gangsta shit I keep the strong rhymes runnin My shit don't switch I'm ten years in and ain't changed one bit It's all about the real nigga I keeps it real nigga And won't sell out for Girbaud or Tommy Hilfiger Fucker I figure niggas wanna see The side of society they don't see on TV So when I bring the shit I bring the shit like I seen it And when I scream the shit I sing the shit like I mean it No secret these muthafuckas figure I'm a threat 'Cause I ain't fallin short to the traps the demon set Now sweat 'cause now I got my head in your books And when I think 'cracker' my definition read 'crook' Now look we're livin under laws that they set Back then we were treated like dogs and wasn't shit And slowly but surely the shit changed From they fault but if you black then you get blamed A damn shame that means this muthafucka's one-sided And blacks we get lost in the sauce because we unguided These muthafuckas had a plan from the start Get what they can get and rip they assholes apart I declare an all-out attack Let's take our minds behind enemy lines so we can see how the demon acts And how he set us up for failure in the first place And why the fuck did we just settle for a birthday You see I'm hip to the games that you run Like the games you run unfair we can get no fair one 'Cause we was dealt the bad hand from the jump And we can't deal so we jack and get drunk And might end up locked down or six feet But in these streets a muthafucka gots to eat You can't sleep 'cause if you're caught sleep you gots to pay And just like everyone left you got your day And these days were meant for all to keep tryin But we can't relate so we fall and keep dyin Open your muthafuckin eyes who your enemy The muthafuckas dyin or the muthafuckas killin you You put your crack on my table I turn my axe on my neighbor And my back to my Savior You had me thinkin you were almighty But to the Almighty you're just a man that's really all tiny The Maker will open up our minds to see That Heaven ain't a place here on Earth you gots to leave And once we leave we stand between eternal peace and eternal pain And you the Beast shall meet eternal flame So let it rain wash away up all my bad things And put some laughter in our hearts again Now black men stand up let's come together as a whole race And don't be fed up by the old days They try to do us like the Indians killin us like wild beast And show more love for the Chinese And kept us trapped up in a small room And made decisions on our life we accepted that left us all doomed They sabotaged and they camouflaged But if these niggas game to crank up some shit then I be down to ride These muthafuckas had a plan from the start The only way to beat em is to think 'cause they smart They smart Miss me Wished me Well I am done now Won't be coming back again I'll let you run wild Smile for the camera Pose for a snap shot This will be the last tape I'm about to cash out Fun while it lasted Maybe in the next life I can be ya girlfriend 'cus i don't need an ex wife They tell me that beauty's only skin deep Inside empty pissed off simply 'Cause I will not apologize For nothing I done did wrong Bitch you done chose me you are gonna win some And lose some that's just a couple thang Fine if it works If it don't that's another ring Sold to the highest bidder my nigga Ho had a nerve to tell a mama I hit her Never had to that is not true Now I got another boo thing that is not you Let us fly to the heart It's a fight for love I don't know I don't know I'm so lost so lonely Where she going where she going It feels like I'm in pain I'm lonely I'm lonely I don't wanna play the blame game Nah that's not me I can pack my own bags No use tryna stop me I got my mind made A spade is a spade ma' You took what we had And made it bad what's the spade now Relationship is gone Ain't no heart here Just a ice box where it was If it's not clear Let me make it for you We are over find another Ain't no use in trying to reason With this stupid motherfucker I never should have trust her It was dirty from the jumpstreet You wanted the rapstar You ain't really want me Settle for a anybody Shit you done was idiotic You thought I was broke huh Bitch I'm gettin plenty money That shit is really funny You gave me the ten count You threw in the towel on me Then brought that Benz out You at your friends house Booed up with some dude With pictures on your instagram Smiling with it fuck you Let us fly to the heart I'm so lost so lonely Where she going where she going It feels like i'm in pain I'm lonely i'm lonely Hey it's a new me I hope you found new you And got your shit together I ain't mad baby do you There's plenty other dudes to fall in lust with For holidays or any other days That you put yo trust in You're a must win Losing ain't a option You don't wanna work You wan't the finer things stop this You ain't no better than the next bitch begging Can't pour piss out of them boots you put your legs in And even wanna fairytale wedding Like a nigga wanna wife you And I don't even like you Love gone how am i gonna write a love song I'm wishing you the best but he fucked you with a glove on Girl gone how nice of you to stop by Bitch that you accused me of sleeping wit is my wife now Let me be nice now Here's the introducion Misses Jordan He's just stupid bitch that i was fucking Let us fly to the heart I'm so lost so lonely Where she going where she going It feels like i'm in pain I'm lonely i'm lonely Is there anybody out there I swear I feel so all alone back down on my knees again Hoping you can keep me strong 'cause I can't hardly sleep tonight I took too many sleeping pills I drunk too many Miller Lites And I can feel the Reaper near so please forgive me for my sins I am just another man sorry for the pain that I've caused I know you'll understand but these demons are driving me insane I've been going mad probably oughta blow out my brains 'Cause I'm hurting bad but I'm fighting blast on the other day These problems got me using more drugs along with the other things I'm slowly fading into my thoughts And I'm drifting in and out of space and I don't believe I'm waking up With the alcohol demerol drifting into another world With the sunshine shinin and I think I'm finna url Momma can ya look at me This ain't what I used to be Tomorrow I'll be somebody else 'cause I ain't been me And I can't seem to shake these things I'll put that there on every thing The more I try to figure me out is like the more I've changed But my childhood was fucked up raised rowdy by a single moms She told me my daddy didn't give a fuck she ain't let him do his job Separate the family and I don't know my next of kin These days in these fucked up ways who the fuck are them My daddy had three other kids but I ain't never seen him so Ain't no sense in coming around now you ain't been here before It's sad but I ain't feelin him my whole life's been a fuckin maze And when I tried to locate my siblings they were gone away Lost inside they other things fucked me then fucked me now Ain't no love I'm feelin here I ain't never felt this vile Momma did you really love me or was I just a child Sad on the outside I knew you seen it in my face I wasn't really happy here but I was forced to lead the way Copped me a Chevrolet drift away to the other side just to think If I get to see Heaven I can thank you for the ride And thank you for my other kids and even though They mommas won't admit that they can't make it but bad Low on the child support always been bad boo tryna make me out to be The bad guy that I really ain't bitches quick to hassle me 'Cause I don't see my kids enough but I make the time to pick 'em up But you find somethin to stick in my face it ain't me fuckin up It's bad enough face to face hoes who wanna catch a case So bad they'll try to give me they baby and what takes the cake Is the whole ward is fucking her daddy know where the weakness at And you spoke lies to ya old mans eyes how could you sleep wit that Jeopardizing everything desperate searching for larger life Sacrificing the entire family with no regards to Christ Funny how people look at life can take this shit for granted right But then reality strikes and changes things overnight I thank the Lord for watching over me though I'm prone to doin wrong I repent religiously hoping that the weak get strong When the heat gets on Hoping that the weak get strong when the heat get's on We sell crack to our own out the back of our homes We smell the musk of the dusk in the crack of the dawn We go through episodes too like Attack of the Clones Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone Just to get by just to get by just to get by just to get by We commute to computers Spirits stay mute while you egos spread rumors We're survivalists turned to consumers Just to get by just to get by just to get by just to get by Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer cuss like a sailor I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself with no help I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself These words melt in my mouth they hot like a jail cell in the South Before my nigga Cor' bailed me out To get by just to get by just to get by just to get by We do or die like Bed-Stuy Through the red sky with the window of the red eye Let the lead fly some G. Rap shit Living to Let Die We keepin' it gangster say fo shizzle fo sheezy and stayin' crunk It's easy to pull a breezy smoke trees and we stayin' drunk Yo I activism attackin' the system the Blacks and Latins in prison Numbers have risen they're victims lackin' the vision Shit and all they got is rappin' to listen to I let them know we missin' you the love is unconditional Even when the condition is critical when the livin' is miserable Your position is pivotal I ain't bullshittin' you Now why would I lie Just to get by Just to get by we get fly the TV got us reachin' for stars Not the ones between Venus and Mars the ones that be readin' for parts Some people get breast enhancements and penis enlargers Saturday sinners Sunday morning at the feet of the Father They need somethin' to rely on we get high on All types of drug when all you really need is love To get by just to get by just to get by just to get by Our parents sing like John Lennon imagine all the people watch We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop Some people cry and some people try Just to get by for a piece of the pie You love to eat and get high We deceive when we lie and we keepin' it fly When the people decide to keep a disguise Can't see they eyes see the evil inside But there's people you find Strong or feeble in mind I stay readin' the signs Some people cry and some people try Just to get by for a piece of the pie You love to eat and get high We deceive when we lie and we keepin' it fly When the people decide to keep a disguise Can't see they eyes see the evil inside But there's people you find Strong or feeble in mind I stay readin' the signs I rise as day breaks Clouds hide the sun's rays Quick sand and mistakes Smash walls to get through I fight the good fight Even on the bad days It's darkest before light I'm gonna push through Turbo-charged bars Slot cars on tracks falling off game scars in these rap wars Ain't nothing band-aids won't cover Live bands two buses my own cash No budget no major label fundings Jets baby We went from crawling to walking to running You can't say nothing you under gag order Hopping out of Audi's hurting y'all with kicks I'm the Transporter Think about it never mind you ain't gotta I'm already on some whole other word to yo mufuckin' self Nobody else gon' do it for ya nobody else Every now and then someone'll offer ya help but they ain't doing nothing 'Til they really see you tryna do something I ain't bluffing Kush puffing on you jive turkeys Stuffing stockings with these gifts Audible applaudables homie take a wiff When you a man action is what's expected nothing is spoken on Producer never got time for no excuses gotta go beyond My flow is tom-foolery I smoke these pork rappers so fast they call me charcuterie I beautifully exude the vibe that's free of ambiguity Ya goonery for the sake of goonery is cartoons to me It's coonery it's lunacy let's make it plain Only way that you hang is attached to a tree The moon talk to the sea and speak the body language fluently She makes it rain When I'm on fire she always try to douse me Only reason that you make it rain is 'cause your diamonds cloudy I see you from a mile away when it get overcast Old people feel it in they bones invade your home like I broke the glass And let myself in fighting for freedom like the people in Tunisia Spread through Sudan and Egypt this the music for the movement The score to your achievements never join 'em so you gotta beat 'em It's carpe diem hey yeah My vision's bothered by vigilantes that harbor on street corners Try your hardest to harvest bundles of weed on ya The starving'll speed on ya stampede on ya Impede on your pockets then pee on ya Dreams of us living lavish in fabrics of fine linens Spending established with women dining and laughing But this environment got us violent ready to crash into society take this driver seat hope you fastened Your seatbelts twice when I rolled them dice I crapped So many times I can build casinos from scratch Too many daps you might receive from the things you achieve relax That's what my mental say but my physical's been detached I'm on some other shit like fuck the government I'm higher rankings where's the mothership I made a covenant that I was changing but my luck has been Quite disgusting when reality tainted where the fuck you been Left him face down like he was planking In a cold world where old girl and her homeboy got a motive You can bench curl your tribulations that sensation's insulting Got a wifey or a mistress nigga which one you indulging Regardless of who you pick know life's a bitch when you ain't focused nigga I'm focused I rise as day breaks Clouds hide the sun's rays Quick sand and mistakes Smash walls to get through I fight the good fight Even on the bad days It's darkest before light I'm gonna push through Another night slips away In other words I should say There are no words you should say There are no words Another night slips away In other words I should say There are no words you should say There are no words Ms. Hill you got skills that's a gift it's real Get ill what you spit got the power to uplift the heel I wish I could talk to Lauryn I mean excuse me Ms. Hill And let her know how much we love her is real The industry was beating her up Then those demons started eating her up She need a savior that'll bleed in a cup yup We used to kick it in the salad days When she look at me like she ain't know me when she see me nowadays I nod she nod back that's how it stay Remember how they accused her of saying he did her album without help Then she went to Rome to sing and tell the Pope about herself Just after she left the Fugees started rolling with the Marleys Got back with her crew at Dave Chapelle's Block Party She made songs about Zion and trying to be faithful Took Black Star on tour in Europe I was so grateful Speaking for myself but I'm sure I could speak for Dante I got to watch a show with Nina Simone and Harry Belafonte We used to chill at Nkiru her moms was a customer She used to love to buy the books by Octavia Butler Parable of the Sower the main character's name was Lauren What the album did for black girls' self-esteem was so important I got concerned when she got sick on the road She ain't healthy I'm a brother And I wish that I could pick up the load but no And I wanna walk through the storm and I could be the umbrella when the rain is pouring Please this no disrespect to whoever your man is though This relationship is strictly music like D'Angelo I know you hate Babylon and wanna see it fall You give us hope you give us faith you the one They don't like what you got to say But still they beg you to come whoa Now that's powerful sis it's black power We get money keep our eyes on the final hour And no I ain't saying you Christ that would be sacrilegious right But you can blow and you nice sisters them raps is vicious The raps the sisters recite with their black fist up The devil's last wish is a queen that rise past bitches We used to read Francis Crest or anything By Third World Press impressed But what the power of the word suggest Hatched ideas in our heads like birds in the nest You gave birth to a new sound like Donda West yes Should I be saying all of this while the mic is on I might as well let it out because one day I might be gone I write this song and hope you feel how much we love you And you play it 'cause I really ain't got the words to say it Listen Brooklyn wins again It's the Stuy it's the Bush them niggas again Ta' Kweli Mighty Def and S. Dot on the guest lock Kanye you're the dopeman of hip-hop now let's rock Now roll out niggas my hometown niggas I get it good in yo hood so slow down niggas Watch the speed though mind your pedal and ease off Or screech off into a collision course with these walls They don't move don't pray don't lose Don't sleep life passin' light flashin' life happens That fast part of done black hands up in prayer Black guns up in fear dyin' wish is to touch the air Seekin' heaven that wasn't here Eyes will not see another year it's another day It's the same fight different round sound the bell Mix it up in victory you live it up the beat'll get risen up You're knocked down then get back and get it up Get off of queer street and get with us And get clear where we did it from the heart from the people From the top from the jeep from the gut from the street From my soul to the mic to the essence So in my absence you feel the presence exactly Me and mine we don't just get by We get free and that's ready Nigga I sold coke nigga I pushed lah carried a fo' five Claimed I was ready to die promised never to cry Held it all inside reality was too much to take so I Kept my mind fried slept for most of mine Soon as I closed my eyes then I woke up behind Thinkin' either I load up these 9's or blow up with rhymes 'Cause this flow of mine is like blow up but lines of coca And your folks think Hov' just wrote stuff to rhyme Nah I'm a poster for what happened seein' your moms Doin' five dollars worth of work just to get a dime So pardon my disposition Why should I listen to a system that never listened to me Sorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packin' bye Yeah It's somethin' about that Nina Simone piano flow It's like a Michelangelo painted a portrait of Maya Angelou And gave it to a sick poet for they antidote If music get ya choked up this is the tree and the rope Fuck a map let's put this bitch on the almanac Dice what they hittin' fo' lax what you sittin' on Tracks who you spittin' on rap 'til we get it on And don't let nobody with the power to sign Ever tell you you ain't got the power to rhyme Lord willin' I ain't killed nobody But I have a feelin' this album that I'm gonna make a killin' Or not a shilling this is love-it-or-hate-it music But at least we made it music And we didn't make it industry this is gon' be interesting This'll be the end of me or I'm finna be an entity We are not makin' songs no more we're makin' history This morning I woke up Feelin brand new I jumped up Feelin my highs and my lows In my soul and my goals Just to stop smokin' and stop drinkin' But I been thinkin' I got my reasons We keep it gangsta say 'fo shizzle' 'fo sheezy' Desensitized by the violence on the TV during the war Killin' each other is easy its pourin' liquor for fallen niggas Believe me it's ghetto libation seen it all before Just to get by my people we get fly My people we get high fillin' cigars with the lah Nigga come on Even Jesus was stoned Before receivin' the throne I send a rest in peace to Nina Simone Back in the days we was used to doin' the shit I can't call it all in the streets We was hustlin' fiends that asked for it I guess I was used to just standin' on corners Waitin' for paper bags with bundles of crack Hopin' the week was good so I could get money back When I was stressed I possessed a side of my strength That made me angry and bleed With the frustration havin' me smokin' Newports and weed Those be the times when I try to rely On my niggas and street mothafuckas And reach out to wifey and then I place a call on my mother If you was five percent instead of actin' stupid and guessin' You had to go and study your lessons And know your math in the building in session Why you so far away You need to feel this I've got somethin' to tell you come here real quick I've done dirt in the past I know that love hurts I'll come for you but my lady's got to come first I can tell by your hesitation there's trust issues You get excited ignite it highly combustible You on a higher vibration that's why I fuck with you Left me provide for you comfortable as a Huxtable Your whole style is colder than Minnesota I love your profile the way you look over shoulders At the crib I'm hopin' you come over We can do it like Common and Mary and come closer We can do it like Barack and Michelle give me a fist bump Black magical act radical with the fist up Do it 'til we rockin' the bells you like hip-hop Promise you I'm not gonna tell we keep our lips locked Like a Spike Lee movie I'm movin' across the floor Feelin' love in the music I'm using it like a lure I love how you do with your beauty and your allure Make you come like the ocean approaching me like sure She Rockefeller Center like Diego in the lobby As valuable as The Scream or a Salvador Dali She popular with the thieves and wanna be Thomas Crown Some try to steal her attention as soon as I'm not around This last bird probably flew the coop I don't know how to describe you you're so beautiful Pardon my French with the tongue kissin' I'll make her come hither 'Til she dancin' with wolves see how they run with her I'm dumb twisted off rum liquor But fix my composition and give a proposition to consider Black Madonna you sow the seeds like a farmer While I manage just serving long sentences no commas Write poetry in your honor your body is like a sauna The promise you gettin' closer to the sun you gettin' hotter You the Earth that's emphatically yes But I still call you a bad bitch under my breath out of respect Naturally blessed Lady Chatterly fresh with tatted flesh I don't wanna waste your time baby I just wanna make you come to me Comfortable baby so come here darling And come for me baby I don't wanna waste a second no girl I just wanna make you come dance with me Come talk to me come here darling Come here for me baby I know there's a first time for everything First time I let her in my bed she got wetter then the perfect storm That we weathering together and This the first time that I've ever considered wedding rings But first things first yo I met her at the bar rolling with three wise men like I followed the star There she is shorty bi coastal Thick like bifocals stacked like 2Pac vocals her body so loco Jewel of the Nile so I'm romancing the stone The rhythm is to the words and I watched her dance to my poems The way she move them hips let me know in advance that she grown I pictured it like Paris Hilton when she answered the phone yo Dancing alone because she extra fly But I got good look so I catch her eye Gave the rest a try now give the best a try Leave your nest and I'll fly make you testify Damn baby I know we got some haters and I don't care what people say You running back to the kid like this was home base Or a marathon I let you set your own pace Your own space and the beautiful struggle Now baby tell what's it gonna take to prove that I love you When I'm gone you be missing me too It let me know that my prayers is the music God be listening to Don't get it confused I'm trying to get religious with you I never thought I feel like this its like a miracle you You You stole my heart like a crook in love Crossing the bridge to the Brooklyn love When I took above it's clear skies that's surrounding my earth Your love is drugs and I'm down to serve let's deal with it yo We go to the spot and you still get it low I get excited fast and still love to hit it slow Till the walls come tumbling down like Jericho And you hear the sound is stereo You looked good when I tried you on So I had to write a song Use to be the guy that always made her cry when I'm gone Always kept a stable and I never spent a night alone No cable or no hard line phone why I'm never home scared of commitment Ready to forever roam We at war like sister souljah and she welcome to my terror dome Head strong our connection proved them haters dead wrong From now to R.I.P. Proceeds my name up on the headstone Leave her be for five minutes Dudes try to dive in it first They want to spit on my name and tarnish my image I tell them do you I don't care who she speaking with Because I already know she made it clear who she leaving with And it feels so beautiful Put it in a rhyme because it feel so musical Plus you ain't no groupie ho Sitting in the studio Before we do this though there something that you should know Ayo Fed wassup bro Wassup with me You know what's up with me man I'm trying to get paid in full Check this out right Since Javotti is the label And I'm talking over this def beat right here I think we should turn it up Thinking of the master plan Where there's nothing but cash inside my hand Wanna dig into my pocket my prophet is heaven sent I dig deeper you know I represent Yeah money over bitches my sisters go over everything My bandz will make you dance I'm forever like a wedding ring Far above the hate and the jealousy that the cheddar bring Got 'em leaking like Wiki these monkeys biting like hickeys 'Cause they're seeing what I'm doing filling them with confusion Cutting just like a truant I'm fluent just like a student Of the romance languages only the diamonds hang with us My meal is decorated with garnishes just like your wages is The crib's outrageous like really it's no joke The girl of your dreams be coming over to smoke loud You can feel the heat from your speaker my sound will darken your features Run it down like a zebra I move with the speed of cheetahs I'm from Brooklyn where the heat is the size of a two-litres I ain't asking for no followers I'm looking for new leaders Is hard not consuming all the bullshit they feed us Intravenous like a cord to the womb from the fetus Been hard since I started reading alliteration is literally littered Through my DNA swimming all through my semen So every time I bust babies begin being born Talk turns tough til them toasters that's tucked get Drawn like a picture and a perfect painting Police profiling people peacefully praying Lay the law like leaders the lazy is lollygagging On my grind getting guap guess green is the new black Meet me at the bar we throwing a few back Hopped out the car you know who blew that loud Ayo we drink good smoke good These cats wearing funny hats like the pope would I come in looking quite clean in the loafers So hood might scheme up to no good You no crook Gosling in the Notebook I got the birds on the wire like I know I Wood I still rep P.O.C.s like I'm supposed to Coming live from death row like I know Suge My rhymes like a laser beam so focused I'm in the ring so lean I need a foam cup I ain't lying bare teeth so ferocious Maybe I'm lying bare feet in the ocean On the beach fall asleep and I'm floating To the beat so unique like a potion I love music I'm complete in my devotion I'm complete in my devotion I'm on that homicide suicide drama like Islamabad Under God going overboard like the Amistad I made it out alive now finally I've arrived But still threw back to all my other blue black People that's sticking to it like mice to a glue trap My work speak for itself so I don't interrupt I am an expert this is no beginners luck If you denying the truth then I don't give a fuck Otherwise get your hands and your antennas up As we go into our initial descent I'm alive but only fifty percent I wasn't listening to that intuition now I'm in that system again And I'm praying God give me the strength I'm drifting into a dark place tryna keep this part of my heart safe My soul basically been shark bait my body's in bad shape Spitting that fire flame on a higher plane going poltergeist Life a game ain't no referee I can't hold it right Bring the rain praying to the Lord for it to pour tonight Bring the pain fucking with that meth I'm on that Walter White There ain't no maybes baby make it or you don't make it You gotta take it take it take it or you gon' get taken Can I get a church from the congregation I'm on that armageddon public devastation come in the Revelations Rap Jehovah knocking pastors over while I pass the dosha Lord forgive him but I keep cutting these records like a sword was with 'em Mixing it with the medicine attempting to warn the children Of what the future holds slaves of monatomic gold Seems the problem is atomic but it's microscopic though I'm courting hoes and pouring fours there must be something more than this Hopefully I'm immortal and I'll never need a mortician All my thoughts is black Kweli on the track My reflection is eternal even if the mirror cracks And I don't wear no watch 'cause I ain't got no time Solar system this is astronomy not a rhyme We bringing the real back y'all ain't have no spine So spin the reel back nigga press rewind Soak it all in that is until you're dry I'm throwing the peace and eating a piece of devil's pie I'm A dialectic Attract cofollowings like scientologists reading the dianetics This religion that I invented it's really a way of life These thoughts of freedom that I embedded is reaching you through the speakers These poison animal leaders is weaker than niggas with fever and sweeter than diabetics Get deaded trying to set it they'll tie you up like a fetish They'll gas you up like unleaded and let it off 'Til you wetter than spaghetti sauce and lettuce chopped up with your body left in a crevice We the reverends performing exorcisms Exercising the right to fight for the dedicated Concentrated few that's left who listen God is with them like we started a mission following God is wisdom God is risen like followers of Elijah finding God in prison We praying for that work we need that occupation Can I get a church from the congregation If you sick of the same conversation You say you make it rain but that's just condensation My mama said life would be so hard Growing up days as a Black girl scarred In every way still you've come so far They just know the name they don't know the pain So please hold your heads up high Don't be ashamed of yourself know I Will carry it forth til the day I die They just know the name they don't know the pain Black girl I do it for the people I do it for the love I do it for the poet I do it for the thug This is for victory and this is for the slaughter I do it for my mother I do it for my daughter Promise I'll always love ya I love to kiss and hug ya You and your brother should be looking out for one another I'm so blessed man y'all the reason I got up Somebody put his hands on you I'm getting locked up I'm not playing that's the prayer I'm saying for Diani And if I die then she'll be protected by Amani That's her bigger brother and I love the way he love her But she a Gemini so stay on her friendly side She'll put that look on you it's like somebody friend just died My pretty Black princess smell sweet like that incense That you buy at the bookstore supporting Black business Teach her what black is the fact is her parents are thorough She four reading Cornrows by Camille Yarborough I keep her hair braided bought her a black Barbie I keep her mind free she ain't no black zombie This is for Aisha this is for Kashera This is for Khadijah scared to look up in the mirror I see the picture clearer through the stain on the frame She got a Black girl name she living Black girl pain This is for Makeba and for my Mamacita What's really good Ma I'll be your promise-keeper I see the picture clearer through the stain on the frame She got a black girl name she live in black girl pain This is for Beatrice Bertha Benjamin who gave birth to Tsidi Azeeda For Lavender Hill for Khayelitsha Athlone Mitchell's Plain Swazi girls I'm repping for thee Manenberg Gugulethu where you'd just be blessed to get through For beauty shining through like the sun at the highest noon From the top of the cable car at Table Mountain I am you Girls with the skyest blue of eyes and the darkest skin For Cape Coloured for realizing we're African For all my cousins back home the strength of Mommy's backbone The length of which she went for raising sacrificing her own The pain of not reflecting the range of our complexions For rubber pellet scars on Auntie Elna's back I march Fist raised caramel shining in all our glory For Mauritius St. Helena my blood is a million stories Winnie for Joan and for Eadie for Norma Leslie Ndidi For Auntie Betty for Melanie all the same family Fiona Jo Burg complex of mixed girls For surviving through every lie they put into us now This worlds yours' and I swear I will stand focused Black girls raise up your hands the world should clap for us Momma said they'll be days like this From the top from the top from the top from the top In a state of grace Where the talent is surrounded by the pain and the violence So the selling never safe At the same time snitching to the Jake Is the quickest way to get found at the bottom of a lake But the problem we face seems so great That we can't escape so we accept our fate So the sex and the money and the murder are the pictures we paint If an artist is a part of a community And got an opportunity to get that cake Would never come back to the hood no immunity Usually a nigga like that so fake no different from a snake Nothing left to give 'cause you always wanna take If you ain't using all the talents God provided you with For the betterment of man understand you ain't nothing but a waste Look into the face of a young girl Raising up like a flag when it's unfurled Got game listening to her mother's pearls And she love Beyonce 'cause she run the world Her mama used to run this city Way back before the nigga Puff was Diddy When it came to the music then she got real picky From New York but preferred 2Pac over Biggie And she felt that Pac was more lyrical Plus she never went to college But she called herself 'Earth' found rhythm with the gods more spiritual She God in the physical And it's only natural to pray for a little you Musical so she played the umbilical chords So her daughter was born it was a miracle Music is the light when it's dark And the way that you spit your dart is a big part She grew up loving hip hop Nowadays niggas turn up for the sex Niggas turn up for the money never turn up for the movement Ratchet reality stars that be looking so stupid Getting in the fights at reunions She used to be inspired by the writers now she's tired of the biters No desire for the lying and the violence That's inflicted on the body in a so-called party environment Her body is politics Lost count of how many whores she was called today She won't do it no more lost all her faith They say she exaggerate when she hollerate But it's only so much she can tolerate She wanna to be the first in her family with a higher education Her entire graduation was a dire situation Did a paper on the state of the hip hop generation But no longer felt a part of the conversation No objections being an object major label seeing a profit She ain't never been a bitch or a ho But she used to sing along when she heard it in a song She used to be front row at the shows 'til she overdosed on the testosterone Her favorite rapper invited her backstage would have stayed But she felt like she really ain't belong When she wouldn't let him hit this nigga called her a bitch She erased all her songs from the phone You are who you fuck with so the guy that she stuck with You can bump it or dump it the artist she trusted Just broke her heart so misogynistic and disgusting She tried not to judge him in her heart she still loved him And the way that he lusting a part of his suffering And this young man clearly not ready for the harder discussion Female emcees acting more like a dude than a dude do only if you knew I know a few who flow crazier than if you flew over the nest of the cuckoo But she never gonna hear them in the mix so the new attitude Taking cues from the radio playing that doodoo She on D'Angelo Pandora station playing that Voodoo who knew In the face of hate She'd be lucky for a balance 'cause the world is challenging her to be great I see lyrics as colors and shapes Put it on tape let her know I could relate When you wish you could switch the way that you look And your nose was smaller and your hair was straight When you got no faith When you hate yourself when you hate your race Let's get to the core Our sisters worth more than grinding on the wall half-naked She a bitch she a whore And you rich and you shit on the poor In all of your records and ask 'em to buy it Why should I support music that constantly disrespects me And make you dismissive of the efforts of those who get left With the charge of repping it correctly When it's free online or in a cloud Ain't no reason to touch the radio dial You wonder why you don't hear no sounds on the air And it's clear that your sales going down Down by law then you found the raw On a message board and you sounding off These niggas get the whole world but what's the 'cause No wonder why these niggas be sounding lost Rhyming is a memory The assembly line rap niggas is designed by the enemy Stop giving them your soul gift wrap Prepackaged fabricated shit rap Running through you like fast food Big Mac's You don't want no problems fix that All the time that you spent listening to that bullshit Now you ain't never gon' get back She don't love it no She don't love it no more I exhibit characteristics of the average misfit Who graduated from stabbing and grabbing a biscuit It's sick and tragic how antagonistic we get When there's no power it go sour I seen 'em crossing a bridge by the masses Covered in the ashes of both towers Native New Yorker the way that we talk Make him an offer that you can't refuse Come back later on after you thought it over Look out for shooters that we're popping up at the opera To pop ya daughters paying for the sins of the god father Popular music got 'em confusing killers and artists I kill it the hardest Competition dearly departed They feeling some sort of way 'cause my flow revealing the garbage I'm making 'em throw it up You just making the people vomit When it comes to this rhymin' I'm a legend like Tutankhamun Or the Chupacabra the way I weave it together and tie the knot up Made a macrame of macabre you daquiri with a shot of The Amarretta you're sweet as a girly drink Throw it back cognac I'm the best you know that You can have your own opinion but not your own facts On track as the most prolific ever the most consistently Viciously off the rip we be rippin' it like a shredder Some symphony hall shit gettin' higher than your falsetto Getting better Drop a pearl every jam like Eddie Vedder Very fed up with self appointed preservers of past eras Who never see their reflection when they're walking past mirrors They got bitten and now they smitten with the taste of blood They take enough drugs for the sleepin' they weepin' and fuckin' they make-up I raise the bar and the waiters up All this hate is just confused unadulterated love The eyes are the window to the souls and my shades is up Advocate for artists regardless 'cause I got faith in us For the workers who don't get paid enough Take the bus hands way too rough for the paper cuts As far as they're concerned food on the table's the only way to love It takes a slum village to raise a child you got to raise it up Raise it up raise it up raise it up take it up take it up Yes Welcome to the wonderful sounds of Talib Kweli Ladies I got you in the mood for an interlude Raw like in the nude I hope this ain't considered rude But let's stop talkin 'cause it's feelin like an interview I know you into me so let me get into you I'm always in the mood for laughin and lovin And rappin and fuckin' and passin' the dutch and relaxin' And puffin' and hittin' and duckin' the rippin production These kittens ain't muffins just because we stuff 'em in the oven My words is drippin off the tongue like the wax from a candle wick Ill the way I lay down the rap they can't handle it Cats all sappy like romantic flicks dude get a clue Like Colonel Mustard in the study with a candlestick They holdin hands with these dudes like they goin steady but One glimpse and I know they're ready you already know We make a getaway plan and we head for the do' I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars Navigate through the truly bizarre Who we are who we is it's the kids that stay true to this life And if the mood is right we gon' do it tonight You messin up my mo' my whole mood told you oh Lose eat crews like crews like soul food The only producer that feel like fuck rappers Only backpacker with a chip like hackers Only Michael Richardson only much blacker So if he say nigga then I'ma say Is this a Ritz Carlton Dress like fresh like Just like I'm the shit Uh you ain't figured out what I'm about yet From a city where niggas plug like outlets Far as music go yo it ain't no outlets so when I go out Niggas always out to get me in the studio And I ain't in the mood to flow I'm with my girl And I'm tryin to hit the movies yo and they tryna act stupid oh In the club with Silicone Suzie What happened to real girls like Rudy With real titties like Tootie This girl got a silicon booty And got the nerve to act moody Now I ain't tryin to judge like Judy But bitch you a man you can't fool me Bringin the drum keep it funky like a stink in a slum 'Cause see they wanna breed cursin for the things that don't come The speakers wrong that we rap dudes speakin in tongues Christmas time choice for what No we keepin our guns Smokin a piff to 'cause a leak in your lungs You ain't got shit to do like Friday when the weekend begun Completely done with rap dudes don't compete with the dumb I spill my blood for my people see how deep it can run I'm in the mood like Donte and Main Flow Never comin with the same flow got it's change yo It's strange yo to make yo chain glow that's yo main goal That's a facade like I'm somewhere over the rainbow Dancin around the club doin the tango Go hard like Iverson playin with hurt ankles Plus wrestle the topic from a different Kurt Angle Send this one out To the mothers To the sisters We send this one out To the mothers To the sisters This is happening to all of us Yeah if our struggle is a strain then the strain is dominant My name is prominent for entertainment that's laced with consciousness But really it's just common sense like Lonnie Lynn You don't need binoculars to see the light coming through the dome like it's an oculus The common myth that we're savages with no history or accomplishments Or knowledge of ourselves they did a job on us Considering the prediction of economists machines will do our jobs for us The future for the working class is ominous They got us indoctrinated through a bitch's brew a religion mixed in with abuse Emotional we sit in pews it's physical we get the noose And hang ourselves refusing to name ourselves refuse to change ourselves When I talk about our past it doesn't ring a bell They make you hate yourself it take effort so check the method They'll take you from your family your kids will never respect ya Attach your sins to the black of skin we get the message We start acting if we cracking the whip better than the oppressor yes Every problem can't be solved at the ballot box We unifying Africa like Gaddafi that's what got Malcolm shot They out to stop anybody with knowledge that figured out the plot On the balcony like Martin Luther King I been to the mountaintop The blue wall of silence it's really the blue wall of violence The good cops who retire and get fired They screaming black on black as an excuse for you to not care 'Til the cops roll up in their SWAT gear I tarried through the turbulent month of Ramadan Sweating all through the night just like the Holy Prophet Just before Jehovah the God crowned me the king with his goldie locket Alhamdulillah we've come really far ain't it The little engine who could power any car can't it The mothers in Chiraq say the murders getting burdensome The cries of the despised was heard flying out of Ferguson The last days and times the holy Quran and Bible We on the last page and line the verse with all the babies dying Outside of the matrix inside of the spaceship but the savior's blind Or so it seems years after Noah was told he would row upstream The heavens bursted and the rains came Retaliation for the sons of the fathers who worked the chain gangs I hit that shmoney dance on the coffin of a crooked cop In a Worldstar society where all we do is look and watch No intervention Policemen beating elderly women with evil intentions on the highways and the byways The police state be sprayed into the backstreet to the driveways Officer friendly is an enemy now looking at me sideways Shit was all bad just a week ago The view was just as sad just a peep ago The cries of the asiatic ancient-semitic peoples That propel Jay Elec from the pedestal to the steeple Oh you niggas wanna get deep Niggas wanna kick knowledge Y'all niggas ain't deep man y'all niggas lost me Soon as you steady tryna tell me which rappers in the fuckin Illuminati Then I'm like show me the proof right Niggas start talking about the anti-Christ and aliens and shit Save the ghost stories for the kids nigga I'm a grown ass man You can lead a man to a drink But you can't make him take a sip You can lead a man to a link But that don't mean he gonn' click What's this Y'all ain't really on no deep shit I peeped it scared of a motherfuckin' secret Society and only bein' with people you agree with You scared of a chalice scared of death Only thing worse is your silence Illuminatis enlightened the owl see in the darkness Masonic roots still survive from the book of dearly departed Egyptologist and scholars Symbologists at the college Will all acknowledge that ancient Kemet is where it started Way farther back than the knights Or the Rite of the Scottish You need to wake up no new Bugatti My enemy tryna stop me but I don't stand a chance If I can't identify 'em properly Illuminati as we know it started in Bavaria Years before it landed on the shores of America The mission abolishment of government and religion They were enemys of the state And they was hated by the Christians They was Poets they was Scholars Early Illuminati was sorta like the students In Victor Hugo's Les Miserables The modern day politicians would diss 'em Turning them into martyrs This in turn inspired the founding fathers The vast majority Masons who were the subject of the Illuminati Found this fascination the order was insipiration And ain't no disrespect to the masons But you try to keep secrets then it leads to speculation Only those in league with Satan need to hide infomation That's how you catch a ride to your final destination Where the proof show 'em proof put it all on the table When the facts are intact ain't no need for a fable Good versus evil is primitive Real life's more complex what's your context They put the symbols on the dollar bill the monument the obelisk They honouring Columbia the children of the colonists You can trace it back to the root trace it back again It's really just another case of stealin' from the African Racism and vanity justify the sale of flesh You property like cattle or produce but are you still as fresh Population control is real you know the deal But still perpetuate the cycle of violence We known to hold the steel No I don't need no fuckin' chorus Used to read so many books Thought I was a hoarder down at Borders Like Behold the Pale Horse or The New World Order But you really don't know what you reading If you really don't know the author A lot of Satan worship is just government propaganda Unsubstantiated lies with no proof a bunch of slander Of course there are forces against you and that's a fact Don't get caught in the distraction it's bigger than any rapper The truly oppressed ain't got the luxury of inventing a monster The devil incarnate is much realer than the devil in concert What they doing so sinister Worse than any blood sacrifice you can imagine Helping the poor get poorer you in debt until your dying breath Food vaccines humanitarian aid They want control of the region they really tryna get paid Obey thy consumer make a product out of man Where's the conspiracy It's always been the plan Y'all niggas scared of one world currency But still paying your taxes It ain't the Illuminati that worry me Lack of spiritual energy suicidal tendencies Unwitting soldiers in the armies of the enemy I'm leaking information so follow me down the wormhole Same reason that they called Bradley Manning a turncoat Oh what you tryna get smart Nigga you tryna kick some knowledge Nigga fuck that give me your muthafuckin jewelry nigga Take that shit off Oh you got a pager too huh You a balla huh You a balla huh Gimme that muthafuckin' shit Better me than the muthafuckin cops nigga The revolution's here No one can lead you off your path You'll try to change the world so please excuse me while I laugh Yo I heard it's said the revolution won't be televised But in the land of milk and honey there's a date you gotta sell it by Otherwise it just expires and spoils And these folks jump out the pot when the water too hot 'Cause the fire boils inside You go to church to find you some religion And all you hear is connivin' and gossip and contradiction and You try to vote and participate in the government And the muh'fuckin' Democrats is actin' like Republicans You join a organization that know black history But ask them how they plan to make money and it's a mystery Lookin' for the remedy but you can't see what's hurtin' you The revolution's here the revolution is personal They call me the political rapper Even after I tell 'em I don't fuck with politics I don't even follow it Yo I speak at schools a lot 'cause they say I'm intelligent No it's 'cause I'm dope if I was whack I'd be irrelevant I'm like the dope in your tracks until your high is settled in You leanin' to the left the laughter's the best medicine But the troubles you have today you just can't laugh away Stay optimistic thinking change is gonna come like Donny Hathaway You have to pray on top of that act today Everybody pass away the pastor prays the family mournin' Everybody act accordin' to the season that they born in You fight in the streets start bleedin' 'til the blood is pourin' In the gutter mothers cry 'til the Lord be livin' by the sword and All that folks want is safety they goin' gun crazy The same reason Reagan was playin' war games in the eighties The same reason I always rock dog chains on my babies The struggle is beautiful I'm too strong for your slavery Last night I had a dream that was so real I woke up in a cold sweat it felt so ill I stared into the face of an angel Tainted by the city you ain't from this place it'll change you Walkin by I thought I was sly Offered to try at first I thought she was shy 'Til I saw this guy at the bar talkin to her reckless She ignored him cast a glance in my direction started dancing to my section Her body flyer than a jet pilot What a smile and the eyes like wet violets They flutter by like the wings of the butterfly Keep it tight Eva Mendes in The Other Guys Got me in another zone they call her Sunshine like Put your mother on the phone I ain't comin home Put a deposit on a place in her heart All along she a place from the start A feeling of panic engulfin the whole planet Yet my words are slow dancin my language is romantic Vocabulary that's bustin your capillaries My freedom'll taste sweeter than juices of blacker berries My adversaries speak I'll of my name I'm so sick Attack is very guerilla my game is so pimp Everything fall into place it's gravitational Healthy relationship make your other ones better I'm Lee Scratch Perry they call me the upsetter For the cheddar get the bread up Mr. International call it the bruschetta the spiritual newsletter I wish you knew the arc of the story and knew your part You're lookin into my heart or just lookin to be a part From a boss in my prime look how we crossin the finish line How you tired I stay wired like I was offered a line I don't wanna bang it or beat it hit it or stab it You're listenin to voodoo I call it the black magic You jammin up the traffic you bubble it don't stop It might blow up but it won't go pop Pow That's the sound like onomatopoeia Got me floatin when you like you Aaliyah Got them African features like people out in Bahia Mix tobacco with the reefer like you was a European When I leave I'm gonna miss you like Kardinal Trust I'll come back and I'll visit for carnival When I come back around take me out on the town And you can show me how you put it down My favela love man I fell in love man I fell in love Ghetto to ghetto backyard to yard We tear it up y'all bless the mic with the gods Precious metals round our necks and arms We tear it up y'all bless the mic with the gods Whatever's in your heart is where you want to be My hood is the ghetto Even when you look it's never what you see I've been down before up is just a reach 'Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind then begin again Black magic in the hood it's tragic but understood Crack addicts crack windows crack wood Even what's bad becomes good status becomes stood Upon the pedestal welcome to the ghetto show Federal buildings pissy hallways filled with children pushing children Fiends lips peeling shit seems real and What's real is the estate of mind that we're in The situation feels great My man peels weight so he can fill plates You might get love but you still feel hate With gang shakes and chain clinks we communicate Chicago to Brooklyn nigga real ones do relate If lyrics sold then truth be told I'd probably be just as rich and famous as Jay-Z Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense Next best thing I do a record with Common Sense 'Cause it's the music the blues it's the jazz it's acoustics Soul Rock and Roll the hip-hop that we producin' yea It's the gear it's the flare it's the stare Nowadays they'll shoot you where they used to shoot the fair Remember lost soldiers pour a beer shoot the air We got our own elected officials no matter who the mayor I know you know what I'm talking about From New York to the South take off your shoes when you walk in the house Yo I grew up where they're playin' skelly in the parking lot And sell paintings of Aaliyah B.I.G. and Pac up in the barbershop Buildings too big so you don't really see the stars a lot But rappin' drinkin' and goin' to prison you see them bars a lot I feel the spirit in the dark and hear it in my heart And always keep my ears to the block till I dearly depart Hip-hop is really the art We have to express the part of ourselves that make us want to martyr ourselves It ain't harder to tell when somebody stick you up and put the hammer to you They want them dead presidents like stic.man and Mutulu With a gun to your jaw these kids don't run anymore Kicks is a hundred or more A man in front of the store beggin' for money and mercy I told him say a prayer under his breath he cursed me Niggas is thirsty I heard it's a drought Up early servin' from their grandmother's house Sometimes the ghetto feels desolate the eyes of the hood yo is desperate Affected by the deficit times and lessons get hard Either get by or get God but you try to get by It's like the block keep blockin' You try to make moves its like the car keep stoppin' These shorties in the court need Cochran yea I tell them while the weed seeds poppin' in the game you need options No time for feet watchin' me and Kwe keep rockin' for the ghetto That is great good for you Okay get out of the way though Thank you excuse me excuse me Psychopath ride a tricycle in a biker's club Mike Tyson face tatted addict like it rough Hey scatterbrain don't get your grey matter punched up Til you're hunched tucked talking like you punch drunk One love two maybe if I'm drunk enough Naked watching three painted ladies do the bump and rub Mean mugging Jean the Heebs call meshugenah Booking her in the Catskills like look at her rap skills E-book in the backpack the nerd in the Rat Pack Jean Martin de Bergerac you heard of her murder rap Her murder rep then learn it confirm it and burn its audio Music for your convertible use it for burning cardio Don't use it with burners they'll find me in your stereo And blame me for the murders lock me up and get me carried off I know I said murder before murder Make it four insert a learning curve Mine is so high you get vertigo assertive girl infernal glow Eternally superlative blindfolded learn to drive At night up on a girder bridge hurt her no Tyler Durden nerve in this the boys are back Oh yes the boys in black the boy's a black star rap star Jean a rock star minus the Pharrell and all the cop cars Rock soft lock bars with the realest in the spot Really y'all should get on your knees and pray us for our forgiveness say I'm a man of God who asked the Devil for some face time The Shaitan you never see him coming 'cause you're faith blind The mainline Bloods is waving flags like K'Naan The Crips throwing gang signs The Beast in the street bear they teeth like a canine Get low like the bassline Jean and Kwa think alike like great minds The crown is on my head what makes you think that you can take mine They know they'll never win but still they racist like a hate crime Run the track like Tyra in Higher Learning We bleeding gasoline so we keeping the fire burning We speeding like Valvoline and we speak for a higher purpose You believe in magazines I deliver entire sermons You need some Vaseline 'cause your shit is dryer than deserts You never fired a weapon in your life so Picturing yourself as a gangster the only way that you shooting My intelligent design is a product of evolution Psychotic erotic catch phrases just to get at your girl Create solutions for a digital world So baby even when I'm spitting game I'm adding on Rappers going hard the G.O.A.T I got an acronym for Capricorn Centered And Prepared Rigorous Innovative Captivating Ordinary Regular Nigga just Growing daily your chick goin crazy yo Handle her like Chelsea Lately Rocking the fresh kicks like you felt the baby We'll wait til you done being whack We got every hand up from the front to the back If you wondering why dudes is dressing funny in rap They need attention dog there ain't no more money in rap So if you mixing with GarageBand videos on the Flip cam I'm a big fan you got more heart than Bret The Hit Man But shit damn it's the pinnacle gets no better I'm boasting but still stay humble Never cynical I'm posting Wack niggas I don't even like to be around 'em Sayin' they got tracks for me to get down on Sayin' they hot when that shit don't even sound warm Nigga I'm nasty my style is sound porn The graphic exposin' wack asses I emcee as free as Ol' Dirty Bastard You think you Catholic tryin' to appeal to the masses The Cassius Clay of rap today Rock a beard like Castaway You couldn't be dope for even half a day We keep it hot like its after May Wake up in the morning dawg and you a I'd kill myself if I was that Everything you wear and rock is just Even if you flossin' rocks you still You can't do it dawg you's a Bitin' ass bitch ass trick ass You know you wack when ya dawgs tell you That's how you know ya flow is weak 'Cause you only got them there to Say Yes like Floetry The clique that I oversee ain't impressed by ya poetry You're the place you're supposed to be You ain't ain't comin' close to me It ain't that you underrated It's more that you're under dated And mediocre at best is all the hoes you've ever dated For all your guest appearances You couldn't get the clearances For them it's just a check they don't respect you as a lyricist Look at what ya lyrics is Murder Death Kill But you never shot nothin' never have never will Better add on to ya skills before you join this round robin Of super emcees that'll add to ya problems In the beginnin' God created man in his own image I'm 'bout to tell you how the story gon' finish Kweli handle his business niggas don't forget it 'Cause a wiseman can choose to get ignorant with it I'm considered the nicest The way I spit it give these niggas all identity crisis The trip you on must be short 'cause you pack light act right You got it twisted tellin' niggas that you pack heat You ain't gunning now you runnin' like an athlete You ballas need to quit rhymin' like Allen Ive Start speakin' Nuwaubian and followin' Malachi Or anything but rhyme you need to sell drugs for real Instead of on the radio you'd be dead or in jail All these thug niggas wanna rap And all these rap niggas wanna thug And all ya'll fuckin' the game up It's time to change up my lyrics rip ya frame up Askin' if I'm nice like fuckin' with a chick Who don't give head that's a no-brainer Niggas back bangers you don't even know the names of I'mma bout to meet my quota you about to meet ya Saviour You wack nigga you about to get shot Fuck with Talib Kweli that's how you get got boy Not that I'm wildin' or even promote violence It's just you're fuckin' up my high can a nigga smoke in silence Yeah That's what I'm talkin about Let's do it Kanye West c'mon turn me up and Black Thought c'mon turn me up and Pharoahe Monch c'mon turn me up and Talib Kweli in the house with Yo I hit these emcees with the grip of death like I was a Vulcan It's hard to swallow at times so take portions Bitin off more than you can chew create orphans Emcee species endangered like dolphins Rappers is spittin nails into they own coffins Hear come the Dundee moves rocket-launchin Black Thought quit playin him close and back up off him Kweli spruce to the tree Bruce to the Lee The real emcee that your favorite rapper used to be One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly D my rhymes is eulogy A flea could move a tree before ya think ya movin me I black and blue emcees actin new to me get smacked stupidly They lack skills like the black community lack unity Still my rhymes hurt like Ali to Fraiz' See these four emcees came to get down Rearrange the rap game change ya whole sound Nigga you got to understand the plot ta I'll outfox the average Porsche Boxster talk Break the bank on some old Frank Sinatra Slash Chi-Town slash Philly Check the blast from Geneva you can get slapped silly Okay my sound drenches each of the five senses And hold the shock value of electrified fences It's truth or consequences ride wit us or against us Is you a dedicated soldier or you a princess dog I'm in it to win it and not for the wealth Got a crib with a Grammy and a gat on the shelf Nan nigga competition gotta battle myself And me and Kweli on a mission gettin Pharoahe for help From natives walkin the Trail of Tears to players sippin Belvedere We always comin well prepared and all my dogs' smellin fear Plus even my niggas from the Bay they say you hella scared Truth or consequences and all senses be well-aware Your style under-developed there hell if I care What hardship you claim to see but I can tell by your stare Nigga you fugazi sayin ya crew blazin Like sayin Miss Cleo is a true Jamaican we makin Guerrilla Monsoon rap smell the fumes get in tune wit it When I attack your city y'all gon' think Dr. Doom did it Spit it like white trash in seed-spittin contests With a vendetta that sent a betta letter bomb to Congress I'm pissed cumulus clouds of ominous Words of the Thor the rawness that'll restore ya calmness Unless you wanna be leg and armless That's parapaleg' for those who believe in bomb threats Got searched on the plane Arabic first name Disturbed by the fame just like Kurt Cobain Breath of life kiss of death my lips pursed the same You flirt 'til she came Nothin' hurt like the pain and torture Daughters of the dust lookin' for a vein Something to take in vain like the Lord's name Put your hands together got 'em all sayin' Yo it's all ghetto in gear higher than falsetto More metal for beef that we don't let the law settle I try to navigate the treacherous waters of America's ghettos that set up to slaughter us But there's more of us Although we speak in different languages We all pretty familiar with what anger is Young and dangerous trigger stranglers Get up on some gangsta shit Guns to bang ya wit' And we put it on records to entertain ya wit' Our growing pains go way deeper than Mike Seaver's Our uniforms is white sneakers and white T-shirts The 'hood need us for rappers just ain't the right leaders I put a lot into it This is my product and I gotta move it Stop the industry but you can't stop the music An upside down kingdom where life is just not fair Some many sufferin' 'cause deep inside they're scared Fear pumped into their veins to keep them from their destiny Where would they be if you and I don't care Yo the things I'm seein' on the news is insane A stock broker shoot his kid and throw himself in front of a train A mother leave her baby home for two weeks all by himself Three years old eatin' ketchup and mustard cryin for help Tryin' to bring your struggle to life The label want a song about a bubbly life I have trouble tryin' to write some shit To bang in the club through the night When people suffer tonight Lord knows I try Life is a beautiful struggle People search through the rubble for a suitable hustle Some people usin' the noodle some people usin' the muscle Some people put it all together make it fit like a puzzle Come on say it now Life is a beautiful struggle People search through the rubble for a suitable hustle Some people usin' the noodle some people usin' the muscle Some people put it all together yeah Upside down kingdom Oh they're so scared Everyday on the news we can't look around with Something somewhere Lord knows Lord knows we try So I start looking out the window I see gun store gun store liquor store gun store Where the fuck are you taking me We bout to twist it up We bout to lift it up We never givin' up The startin' salary it's hard reality Find solidarity We got our leaders too but where they lead us Do they leave us or they see it through Yeah we packin' precious metals Our shit is next level We raise the threat level Every ghetto every city like Ms. Hill They way too used to the missed meals Hard to concentrate hard to sit still Murder rate permanent place in the top ten We live here these hipsters drop in You hear them barrels cockin' They say consciousness mean a nigga ain't rugged Until they get beat within an inch of it Self made niggas don't get discovered They actin' like you owe 'em somethin' Homie I don't owe you nothin' Fuck your beef It's way too early in the mornin' for the hate You ain't brushed your teeth yet nigga And your toast ain't buttered A perfect storm and the coast is flooded Most discovered that my flow got 'em You posers sound like stuttered Man I'm goin' too fast let me slow it down I'm good walkin' in every ghetto around the world The hood often embrace ya when you profound with words I say the shit they relate to I keep it down to Earth Other rappers sound like they hate you them niggas sound absurd So when they walk through the ghetto they get their chain snatched They gotta talk to the ghetto to get their chain back It's like an open air prison and it remain packed Nothin' but straight facts Indie 5 for the people by the people Ya giddy up who got the juice now Snatch it out your kiddies cups The shit you gave us watered down This one's for Basquiat They be brushin' with death uh Is this The Art Of War for cops We double-dutchin' duckin' shots Every home ain't got a Pops Every man ain't sellin' rocks A different will to win here Different from switchin' cars They pray that we switch our bars To a fiend from a metaphor Lotta love and this life hard Illegally thievery think us peelin' off easily Frustrated we hate it It's an odd future they ain't know we was all some creators Somethin' from nothin' was told Kings walk and man you frontin' For the people and by the people but them over money I'm on my Viola Davis here workin' for justice How you get away with murder Be a cop and just kill us How we supposed to not catch feelings Innocent lives boy we got kids in these buildings I'm on my Viola Davis it's what you call a defense For all the drama they gave us I'm spittin' Shonda Rhimes wit Too high for you like ganja that's what Shonda rhyme with I holla back in the Hamptons you still black if you rich Spread love ain't just the Brooklyn way it's universal Every Sunday dressing up catching gossip at its worst Couldn't see the difference in the Baptist and the Catholic Church Caught up in the rapture of the first chapter and second verse If we all God's children then what's the word of the reverend worth Taught early that faith is blind like justice when you facing time If we all made in God's image then that means his face is mine Wait or it's that blasphemy it's logical it has to be If I don't look like my father then the way I live is bastardly Naturally that's confusion to a young'n tryna follow Christ Taught that if you don't know Jesus then you lead a hollow life Never question the fact that Jesus was Jewish not a Christian Or that Christianity was law according to politicians Who was King James And why did he think it was so vital To remove chapters and make his own version of the Bible They say Hell is underground and Heaven is in the sky And they say that's where you go when you die I've been to many churches I've quoted many verses I've dealt with my base self I controlled my many urges I used to study my lessons it was a blessing not a curse I learned that Heaven and Hell exist right here on Earth word Studied with Rastafarians and learned from the dreads that hell Is called Babylon and that's where them crazy baldheads dwell They got us thinking that Muslims like to make bombs But real Muslims believe in paradise and the resist the Shaitan So it all sound the same to me That's why when they say one is right and the other is wrong It just sound like game to me It's like God skipped past the church and came to me No that ain't vein to me It's just a particular way that I came to see The difference between those who claim to be Religious and those that say they spiritual And recognizing that life is full of miracles You could see my glow in a rhyme The poem divine 'cause it coincide with a grow in the time That those who looking for God knowin' to go inside Living in mass confusion looking for absolution The gas seducin' and psychopath produce the last solution Based on his interpretation of what the words were saying Trying to get to God but ended up doing the work of Satan Religion create division make the Muslim hate the Christian Make the Christian hate the Jew make the rules of faith That you condition to and to you gotta follow And God forbid you go to Hell But if you ever walked through any ghetto then you know it well Momma say it's her after me Preacher say it's blasphemy I say there's gotta be a better explanation This dance is just me and you I pray to God here's you Take one look at your rear view And you can see what I see She cold blooded I love how we meltin' the ice She like the sunshine of my life 'Cause all I see is a hot thing You're my hot thing And you're my hot thing Word you keep my dark sky lit up at night So bright that you blinding my sight 'Cause all I see is a hot thing And you're my hot thing Word somebody like a flick It got surprisin' twists I write the script The main character your thighs and hips Award for best supportin' role go to your eyes and lips The way you move your body got 'em stiff like a hieroglyph I watched you dance across the floor to the title track I make a scribe in your beauty my sacred duty I will write a song write a book write a play make a movie Good love you a sexy thing And all I'm sayin' is you got somethin' I like Love that you like it Yo I love your country ass I love your city sass I love how you know my ways You catch on pretty fast These dudes are pretty crass Harass you in your past I love how you snap back and get the last laugh I love the way your crib smell like Votivo candle incense The White voice you use on the phone when you handle business I love it when you freaky I love when you a lady Rockin' door knockers from the late eighties raisin' babies I love her god bless you Your body somethin' special I love to play connect the dots with your facial freckles No need for fashion policin' because I love your style Whatever happen to Shenice baby I love your smile I might be fallin' in love should I let her know A pimp told me if I love her I should let her go I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental 'Cause she instrumental to my life I love how we meltin' the ice You like the sunshine of my life 'Cause all I see is a hot thing You're my hot thing And you're my hot thing Word you keep my dark sky lit up at night So bright that you blinding my sight 'Cause all I see is a hot thing And you're my hot thing Word let me take you by the hand You need to tell your man don't fight it damn Have you groupied out like excited fans I promise you'll be climbing walls like Spider-Man Knees bucklin' you'll hit the floor when you try to stand So you drop it like it's hot oh so heavy You and me we can leave now we can go steady How about we be jetty 'cause I'm so ready to bounce like a sixty-four Chevy Girl you're outstanding From your hips to your thighs It's how you standing out Girl you're outstanding So let's not waste no time Let's get it girl 'cause tonight it's ours yeah While you walking everybody watching you closely Hitting them high notes nothing about you low key Just let it register body is unreal Was animated like Jessica Rabbit a cartoon wanna stab like a harpoon These dudes is dry the club a desert Your body like an oasis The thirst is so real you can see it all in they faces Especially when you drop it low baby you gotta know Girl you be killing them filling them with all kind of hope Dude on the block that be selling dope By the shoes and the watch you can tell he's broke Tell him stop with the lies he telling folks you can't see with a telescope Celebrating holding glasses up like Sara Palin nose Love it in the club when the fellows go But you hate that your hair gotta smell like smoke They ask you what is hitting for Nigga try to fix the prices never dealt with chicks before You ain't got your liquor license still you down to live your life If dude is down to split the slice of pie you like the master active fly Until you hit it right Hey you girl with the tight up-skirt In the back of the club where they light up purp' Known to drop it like a stripper with her night off work They make it rain and you stuffing dollars right in your purse You just looking for somebody that can fill in the spot Fill in the blank yeah shorty you've been sipping a lot Feeling the drink as it seeps to your head You erase your regrets Throw another shot back as you race to forget Yeah the night just started we both parted from ex love Sleep won't make you forget him baby but sex does Swear you ain't looking for no one night stand But you prepared to risk it all for that one right man Ask me let's have a toast to your future I know you belong to Leave your ex in the past don't let him haunt you I introduce you to that bourgeoisie Talk is cheap welcome to the R. Les show You'll be my Brigitte Bardot I'll be your Serge Gainsbourg Give you what you came for let me get that car door Have you ever made love in the Lambo Gallardo I come from the God body era I come from standing on street corners Smoking blunts out of white owls with forties Building and destroying about the suns And the planets and the moons and the stars About the nature of man About knowledge wisdom and understanding And you had to show and prove And you had to be right and exact Waste these niggas son I got a doctorate in rockin it Pardon we got it poppin it's marvelous nigga watch it You follow a carbon copies I'm stoppin' to intervene You're erroneous these the phoniest rappers I've ever seen When I take flight I'm traveling light that's a double entendre For when I'm touring exploring outside the genre Illuminate when I grabbin the mic it's so bright it'll blind you Yeah I'm back with a friendly reminder We're two ships that're passing in the night but alas You got to run into the iceberg I'm cracking this shit in half Traveling light not talking about back of the back First I get back in the lab then I hit the road I'll be back in a flash I'm Barry Allen mixed with Harry Allen My blood hot as volcanic rock forming canary diamonds they find on Canary Islands My rhymes inspired by enviroments of the very violent I'm the voice of a generation that's very silent I stick to my convictions like I've been indicted All you niggas throwing me shade you about to get enlightened Travel light travel light Traveling light travel light You grinding 'til the sun up Whether it's cold murder the pies have been cut up Hopping over the hurdles just look at the stride Life is heavy enough but you lifting me high Huh rather leave it behind The legacy that you built will be left when you die so Brooklyn is changing and so am I I see you on the other side travel light Ay I'm faster than the speed of sound Smashing through these barriers I'm blasting out your speakers now Travel around the planet till I landin where I'm needed now We entertainers they wanna call us leaders now Extra baggage not in the plans I'll shop when I land Stop for the fans every airport from Okinawa to Osaka Japan Stop assuming I live in your time zone Jetlag is my reality the road is my home I roam Your downfall is you should probably get out more I been planning out tours with a band of outlaws I'm packing my bags just marijuana and magazines Wrapping the flag around a pistol the red the black and the green Never crashing the grill is mean when I'm whipping machines Dipping between all these commuters they moving slow like they sippin the lean Are they living the dream Get to they office And that computer's drifting off until they spit start to drip from the screen Travel light travel light Traveling light travel light You grinding 'til the sun up Whether it's cold murder the pies have been cut up Hopping over the hurdles just look at the stride Life is heavy enough but you lifting me high Huh rather leave it behind The legacy that you built will be left when you die so Brooklyn is changing and so am I I see you on the other side travel light City of broken promises my mission is reconnaissance It's dangerous for anybody following That's why I take biting as a compliment it's proof of my dominance It's the haters' way of congratulating me for my accomplishments Well I'm so atop of this demolishing all the Charlotters To whisper in the ears of your congressmen Shoving dollars in their pockets the more we locked up the more they profiting They building empires like Ottoman Now who you wanna face The sharks in the water or the snakes in the boat The lesser of two evils be fighting for fake votes We walking through the valley of darkness so stay close Need the light at the end of the tunnel to make a toast Raise a glass to our glorious past we the wave of the future Never confusing protesters for looters Travel to Mecca like Mansa Musa so let's go Today the paper say Timothy McVeigh's in hell So everything's okay and all must be well I remember Oklahoma when they put out the blaze And put Islamic terrorist bombing on the front page It's like saying only gays get AIDS propaganda Like saying the problem's over when they locked that man up Wrong It's just the beginning the first inning Battle for America's soul the devil's winning The President is Bush the Vice President's a Dick So a whole lot of fucking is what we gon' get They don't wanna raise the babies so the election is fixed That's why we don't be fucking with politics They bet on that parents fought and got wet for that Hosed down bit by dogs and got blacks into house arrest for that It's all good except for that we still poor Money power and respect is what we kill for for real Niggas with knowledge is more dangerous than niggas with guns They make the guns easy to get and try to keep niggas dumb Target the gangs and graffiti with the Prop twenty-one I already know the deal but what the fuck do I tell my son I want him living right living good respect the rules He's five years old and he still thinking cops is cool How do I break the news that when he gets some size He'll be perceived as a threat or see the fear in they eyes It's in they job description to terminate the threat So forty-one shots to the body is what he can expect The precedent is set don't matter if he follow the law I know I'll give my son pride and make him swallow it all Fuck the pigs I think the pigs killed Big and 'Pac too If they didn't they know who did they got to Who they serve and protect nigga not you Cops shot off of ten G's but they got Glocks too Let you protect yourself or better yet respect yourself Straight into the hospital is where you gotta check yourself They be getting tips from snitches and rival crews Doing them favors so they working for the drug dealers too Just business enforcers with hate in they holsters Shoot you in the back won't face you like a soldier Kurt Loder asked me what I say to a dead cop's wife Cops kill my people everyday that's life My heart go out to everybody at Ground Zero Red black yellow white and brown heroes It's more complicated than black and white To give your own life is the greatest sacrifice But it's hard for me to walk down the block Seeing rats and roaches crack viles and forty ounce posters People broken down from years of oppression Become patriots when they way of life is threatened It's a hard conversation to have We lost kids moms and dads people ready to fight for the flag Damn when did shit get this bad America kill the innocent too the cycle of violence is sad Damn Welcome to the world we here We've been at war for years but it's much more clear We got to face what lies ahead Fight for our truth and freedom and ride for the dead Let's toast to paid mortgages lasting marriages Tina Farris's pay King to Paris Living long making my kids heirs and heiresses The family crest the legacy the heritage I'm out of Philly where the ecstasy and syrup is And we don't need Theraflu we need therapists Them never-ending pursuit of them dead presidents Is the reason I got the band back together bitch Yeah it's me and North side bomb squad Eric Vietnam If you don't see it like I see it then you see it wrong We October 3rd niggas like me and Kwe' Life got me in a state on the interstate And all I'm thinking bout is what's up on my dinner plate Meanwhile I make your girls hyperventilate Prolly 'cause I live the kind of life art imitate Rocking the Guy Fawkes mask like Anonymous Passport pimping like I'm going outta town to flip The ass for a symbol with the cops hopping out of whips Bath salt niggas with the zombies apocalypse I'm blessed 'cause my afterlife is the studio This rappers life is gangster's paradise like I'm Coolio That's what a few believe like a doobie roll We off of that Patron we sipping the Don Julio You talking shit we don't need the chatter Opinions are like assholes not everybody fecal matter So they straining to push it out put they foot in their mouth That's when I'm letting the Brooklyn out when they pull it out Better let it off 'cause you set it off The music that's creating a movement like it's December 4th Threw away the dark meat but they ate the white Animated like it's kind of darklit it's my wicked life Yeah y'all keeping it 3hunnid we keeping it three-hundred-sixty Coming full circle echelon don emcees with me Tired of saying I'm the best I won't waste another breath Heard lyrics coming back I say it never left Y'all just catching up so slow to come around Ice-T gave ya cliff notes I ain't gotta dumb it down 'Cause I read the book made the movie and I edit this All while I be living it and set the precedence And get the presidents fuck all the chit chat Might hear the click clack and I'mma diss back Married to the game get the rice out Riff Raff Nice being self employed ain't gotta kiss ass I ain't gotta slim fast smack a ho with a love handle Dare you to say you ain't a fan boo roll a bamboo Life imitating art imitating life show you how the fam do Fuck the money fuck the money fuck the money fuck the money I used to put the money first y'all still do But that hardly works 'cause y'all still ask for prices from The waiters and you're hardly served You pay once you pay forever that you can't reverse That's why I ain't paid Talib for no fuckin' verse Mutual respect over below payments Your mind accepted marriage when money proposed slavery I been listenin' and four quarters of y'all won't make it I'm Africa's number one that's a fuckin' bold statement And I'm the most relevant You failin' to admit that is your biggest impediment We're not on the same level man Your dream girl sent me nudes and I'm checkin' 'em Underneath the table as I'm havin' dinner with the president Man fuck the money O tsenya tlhogo then otla ka plane Eh sane being broke's for makgokgorane They love 'cause they know I'm bein' real to my peeps There's niggas richer than me who still wish they were me Money make niggas break promises Money turn niggas into pharmacists Money make you drop outta colleges But the bars that I spit through God exist Who we be that's who we are Versace Gucci Louis Vuitton My taste expensive as a superstar So I take what I want like a coup d'etat From profit sharing to profiteering Now they stop and stare 'cause we cop McLarens But we not preparing for God's appearance Too busy dominating and domineering Our competition securin' our position Now our greed dangerous as a heart condition Rap niggas lie like politicians So I gotta tell the truth that's a smart decision Capitalism is a cataclysm If white collar crime is a bad decision Then the makers who routinely crash the system Would quickly get they asses dragged to prison Need money to eat need money to live Need money to keep need money to give But when pursuit of the money is your only goal Then you lose control then you lose your soul Dollars and cents to rob our children of their innocence So when it's sent we come to our nation's capital to cash the check According to Dr. King when he saw it clear in his dream Fuck the money fuck the money fuck the money Fuck the money fuck the money fuck the money fuck the money Yo we're going to have the word love In many different languages translated all through the track So whenever you hear the word love Know that it's going to be in a different language The language of love cannot be translated yo Love is blind you just see bright light You up in the club feelin' the night life lookin' for the right type Blood rushing to your heart making it beat When she swept you off your feet and made it complete You know the plan you had to conquer the world Thinking you Scarface looking for that perfect girl And now you found her Started with romantic then got to frantic Then things thats normally small become gigantic Now y'all sinkin like the Titanic here come the panic Being with you like a habit without you I can't stand it It's tragic when you wonder when you lost that magic Without understanding that you never had it try to grab it In the bed gettin a nut off communication cut off Getting mad 'cause you turned on wondering where she shut off Constantly comparing you to someone in my past We don't smile anymore and we argue over cash Advance to that physical shit See what happens if you keep talkin See what happens if you lay a finger on me motherf Yo see what I'm sayin' It's like one big mind game that everybody playin and Niggas say bitches is trife bitches say niggas is We just don't understand our fundamental differences I'm still learning though actually I just do what come naturally Women thrive on emotions men refuse to acknowledge So when we arguin nobody win Words get in the way time and again Sticks and stones break your bones words break your heart Whether you in touch with that part or not say word Words are weapons for the revolutionary Used for evil make the situation very scary Word up but love is brave It flies in the face of fear Yo wherever you want to go love'll take you there Let's go you know a flower that grow in the ghetto Know more about survival than the one from fresh meadows It got love for the sun that's where I'm comin from Spit in this fashion 'cause I love rockin over drums Word I put my love into my music If you with me then you love how I do it If my heart you're livin' in your ocean I'm swimmin' in Never drowning got me floatin' watching you in slow motion Love potion overdosin approachin The explosion of my senses everyday without your heart Is like a sentence in jail Trust I'll always be mentally free You got the key to let it out I'll show you how it could be Love it ain't nuttin but a word A chicken ain't nuttin but a bird Some of y'all in love with that material but Love enter my life like a miracle and It reciprocal that's why I'm feeling you love We exibit our natural behavior Like making love under the moon in Jamaica Get you so hot you call the name of the creata The morning we hop back into action again Up on the wall lovin how the sun blacken your skin Remember when we explored the beach Swam in the ocean and saw beneith How the colors of the coral reef looked like the illest floral peice That's what your beauty remind me of It's hard to find a love like ours taking it high above Them other duns try to spit game but I dont sweat it though Know in my heart that we connected so I let it go Now if they call you out your name and that's a different thing Anything but Queen I'll go to war like a King Your friends sweat you 'cause you ain't got a band But they dont understand Some things is meant to stay between a woman and man And they ain't privy to it so they try to get into it Both you and me see through it so the way we flow is fluid We speak the love language they speak from pain and anguish Some don't love theyselves so they perception is tainted When you rub me into your skin just like an ointment It's more than pillow talk it can't be translated Learn how to speak it and become emancipated It's a language yeah universal love Lord knows I had it hard today Still I gotta keep my head up high along the way 'Cause it only gets better It only gets better from here Every day I gotta wake up early Let it break thank the Lord at the take Get the troops hit the booth spit at you spit it great Practicing my gratitude life is so beautiful Working on that attitude just because Every day I gotta Trust in God and hustle hard My grind is real my hustle dope I'm finding meals I'm signing deals I'm the Gladiator like Russell Crowe Yeah you know it's real but I'm focused still Why you focus shake it like gold field 'Cause you're not in tune no you're not immune No Echinacea no golden seal So you sick inside gotta flush it down When you talk to folks cover your mouth Ain't nobody gonna cover that shifts So you go to work you tuff it down You bust it out till you're out for work I know your boss a jerk you're gonna cuss a mouth Hit it with a bus driver upper-cut That clock only thing you punchin' out I relate to you you gotta pay your dues When the time is right you gotta make a move Your job is what you get paid to do Your call is what you're made to do I got faith in you you're gonna make it through 'Cause you don't chase money chasing you Keep laboring like you got a baby due You won't taste no fruits like Naked Juice Wo The world won't wait for you gonna take it now You gonna make a vow As long as you on planet earth put family first got to make 'em proud Hey let me break it down oh bless your hearts Keep talking bout how stressed you are Better talk about how blessed you are Lord knows I had it hard today Had it hard today Still I gotta keep my head up high along the way 'Cause it only gets better It only gets better from here Every day I got to get up early wake the kids Get on running made again Go to work watching in Every day I'm hustling Fight the traffic lose my cool Get the kids up at the school Life it's hard yeah that's true This is what I have to do Walk with God be still and listen Try to talk to God what's real I'm spitting Call 'em Christ by name but he still ain't rising Set to my lane but still ain't listening Got ice in the veins remain so frigid Still in the kill brain cells when you hit it Order pills when you pop that pop that pop that Don't stop get it get it Started we the fighters we survivors but we ain't living My soul is blacker than the Friday after Thanksgiving People of colour twenty-five percent more likely than whites to face prison But just because the president is black there's no more racism Post-racial More like most racial The hate for you disgraceful Don't let it take you off your base let it motivate you Don't let it overtake you so what another cloud Survive the storm by riding on the beasts of the southern wild Lord knows I had it hard today Had it hard today Still I gotta keep my head up high along the way It only gets better from here Memories live man and my memories stay alive Heed the battle call check the catalog Flow so crazy it's adderall with the padded walls More twisted turns in the body that's on the baddest broad These cattle call 'rappers' is weak my honor matter more Your whole style stiffer than mannequins you see at a store No ping pong and we volleying with the back and forth Straight King Kong and the trap we blasting off son You want Nigerian money see me in Qatar drunk Waving the K I can't fake the funk Blessed with the belts flying in the stealth Jewelry on the neck diamonds in the Cheals You know I wrestle with pawns getting my money we gone The automatic laying player we Dons You can't see us the new phenoms I like the Benz zeons Split your wig like I got three arms I need a fiance at least a Beyonce I know my vision beyond some other shit I'm just as meaty as moms I'm supposed to be on the greenery gone I'm still the king of the drama Put the Ruger down your throat eat my Johnson nigga Way they all in their feelings what's wrong with niggas Forgetting silence is still a response The way the blood paint the wall you can tell he really an artist I get it like Whitey Bulger 'til rapture dearly departed It's the champion flow the Jordan LeBron and Kobe The Obi Wan Kenobi of getting that guacamole We touring overseas got her fanning out like a Dakota I'm trying to get the check I'm Martina Navratilova Catch me at the races gateway at Saratoga They trying to place my face 'cause we mobbing we taking over My niggas keep it pure while you cut with the baking soda These rappers be stretching the truth like they taking yoga Couch potatoes now they made us into a vegetable culture A result of division like it's a decimal quotient Do the math my nigga do the math You'd never settle for less than the whole if you knew the half Rough as alligator skin getting crazy grip I'm so amazing with words I make a baby spit Resting in Tibet wild with the Gillette Giraffe long goose on my boots is Pocket full of coins producers on set Niggas with the coupes is on next The losers gon' step the users gon' check We choosing our ninjas the Jews is on deck Refuse that's a debt pool with the steps Everybody see us the tools is all Tec-9's Anything come through we school wan' bet Fuck you gon' tell us He knew we on next They wanna act like they know me you don't know me nigga You got the baby boy hustle you a Jody nigga You wanna swim with the sharks I'm Chief Brody killin' Get your jaw tapped this is raw rap come on yeah A wise man know what he know and what he doesn't If he's not really sure what he's saying he don't discuss it A righteous man walks the earth without judgment And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice A pious man relies on religion for his direction At times he introspective but his biblehood never questioned A dying man will make a confession try to get into heaven Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his Get post-traumatic stress disorder become an officer A man of peace uses his words in different mediums He'll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience An honest man knows only liars are scared of the truth His word is his bond but his action's always the proof A faithful man never need evidence to believe But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives Sometimes it's hard to believe In what you don't see or understand But the picture is so much bigger Than what we could even imagine It's hard to feel better When the weight of the world make you feel sadder Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments Rain down thunderstorm with the flows Articulate with the bounce now I'm back like I'm Derrick Rose Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose Nefertiti would hold me when I was cold Communion Sunday my twenties went in the bowl Forgive me Lord for them bitches the night before Business deals and the Bentleys I can't afford Gotta be the example for children to do their chores Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source Rolling Stones on the gone it was the boss Fallen soldier on his own so we march Roll up a bag of that weed therefore I spark Recite the Quran I'm in the dark Devil knocking on my door he like a narc Sometimes it's hard to believe In what you don't see or understand But the picture is so much bigger Than what we could even imagine It's hard to feel better When the weight of the world make you feel sadder No excuses if I start it then I'll see it through God is what I see in you so you might as well believe in you Think what you see on TV's true The media deceiving you They misrepresenting misquoting then they misleading you Belief is a funny thing in case you're wondering If they want the ring they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings These average rappers is acting up for the dough Yeah I tell you what I believe but I back it up with what I know It's the facts versus the facts simile your raps killing me My last victory was great moments in Black history I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy And some loud I got super packs like I backed Hillary Lost in desire I walked through the Devil's fire I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming That's where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science Sometimes it's hard to believe In what you don't see or understand But the picture is so much bigger Than what we could even imagine It's hard to feel better When the weight of the world make you feel sadder You feel it all up in your soul we getting spiritual You heard I'm coming back it's so scary I put the fear in you I murder every track 'cause the rhymers like to stare at you Real shit back it's a miracle Rap been laughable over the last year or two Reflecting like a mirror through who is the real living proof I'm back with the classical shit I pack lyrical Substance like bowls of kush into a vaporizer And then I vaporize ya' my paper may surprise ya' No need to brag on my paper 'cause I'm a naturizer I vibrate higher the truth break liars I chose who is like us The lovers the fighters the writers the exciters Cut the grass we could see the vipers We cut the glass 'cause we the diamonds I be listening to real shit real spit like die hard feeling Type of shit the fake niggas find hard to deal wit' I'm on a higher plane I'm destroying em' while I build them My threat can't be contained so my name on Obama kill list Kweli the artist that you wanna be Moving the through darkness the light is what's in front of me Front on me you posers exposing your insecurities Supposedly it's wack and replaces lack of maturity The purity you need to get in the game is gone Ain't no conspiracy stop looking for someone to blame it on Gotta pay a debt took a stale style and I made it fresh Wait a second got your girl wetter than tomato flesh Waiting on me with baited breath Walking through double fisted I'm lifted on something vicious Everything is moving I'm getting me a percentage Vintage nothing but the sky is my ascendant My girl is ride or die I'm avoiding the evil temptress Ain't no question who the best is You don't like it stay the fuck out of my mentions Pimping down to the socks and so is business The all night workout like twenty-four-Hour Fitness Y'all niggas is adorable incorrigible The praise that you get is barely audible People is ignoring you why The last place in the world that you belong is a recording booth Order suit niggas is gassed up Petroleum a lab when these niggas get swept up Custodians of culture back to the future rap DeLorean I class up the joint the spit is valedictorian Welcome to the new age where they're thirsty for that Kool-Aid Thirsty for first in that page really thirsty just to be fake Be the first to hate what you say trying to diss you calling you gay Such an urgent need to express yourself but really nothing to say Don't fuck with us we too tough get high like you do drugs Like spit me out I'm chewed up my life is chopped and screwed up I know you up in this club I know you don't give a fuck You told me what you don't like you made that clear now what do you love There's gotta be more some live the life of the rich some people gotta be poor I've been through a door I will not sell you a dream that's what the lottery for The music is clay I shaped it I molded it like it was pottery or The mouth with the law twist it like Robert Duvall son the godfather raw Free as the diamond you found on the floor I furnished the rhyme with the proper decor I burnished the nine in my mind with the galore so they burning with shaman I'm popping the door To top it all off if your style is married to substance you sound like you got a divorce That's why I'm blocking and unfollowing y'all I done forgot what I'm following for Enough about y'all now back to me ain't no academic leave I'm not faculty These new slaves ain't ready for my masterpiece so when they hear me rap it's catastrophe 'Cause a casualty so casually they mistake what I do for having beef I don't actually wish anybody harm now stretch your arms and clap for me Ever since the day I was born that marks the day I was chosen To rise above them all and be a leader I'm like Malcolm X when on the podium Martin Luther with a dream Rosa Parks on the bus though as funny as it seems it remind me of us Through the money and the fame ain't shit gon' change for the light we adjust Do it for the children without a ceiling to live up under Times getting hard that's why my niggas smoke that tropic thunder If all our people spreaded love instead of evil We would prosper our conscious to a level with no equal lethal Stay true I gave you my oath what would the ancient God my nigga Thoth Through all the books and the screens I was taught I look at myself and pretend to learn the most Our leaders dead and gone what's left for the believers If you looking for the truth one word Underachievers nigga As I change the so called predestined course of my life Advance my shit so now I travel at the speed of light Moving these intricate insecurities out of sight Moving myself forward from the darkness into the light I take flight it's goodbye to all the negativity That plague millions of young innocent souls like me Gave me the genius mind state necessary To feast off of mother's unlimited figurative tree Of life I tried to tell these niggas that our purpose is to move it Something like Darwin's beliefs of humans in evolutions As I fall asleep on these social forms of materialism I wake up and go through more colors than your normal prism Would you rest my soul I'm blinding me to a blurry of visions In light of me on what to cut with such gifted precision And now I'm truly livin' Yo these swallows is horny as Charlie Parker Be cutting em 'cause I'm studying these birds like ornithology Follow em when they tweeting holler instead of speaking Give it a name she played the wicked games every weekend Broke up with a dude for almost ending her life Came over for the closure ended up spending the night Got cozy in this apartment wine bottles started popping Put scratches up on his back they questioning where he got them Forgot it was her she Freddy her fingers was like machetes The fucking was so steady she shredded him like confetti I need to be with someone else this stuff is so petty She was reacting to things he did in the past This nigga was no saint he couldn't say no to ass Her behavior so rash she gave up all her power He put her out on the street nowhere to live nowhere to shower How she gonna make it through the night How she's so accepting of her station in life She always carrying a baby with her Her spitting image just like looking at her baby pictures Her fate is sealed 'cause she dependent on a man for real Battery in the back popping up with the coppertop Popular with the ass of the Hottentot Niggas whooping and hollering at Andromeda when she passing the barber shop Only job that's an option McDonalds or telemarketer Hard for her making ends come together this ain't the Beatles She needing some anesthesia like she going under needles She doing so much cutting its a wonder she bleeding The money was so seductive no wonder she ain't leaving First time she felt like a woman was when a dude screamed Nice ass out the car window driving past Nobody showed her how to live so all she do is dream They call her Rocky 'cause her makeup is like a mask Scars permanently lodged on her frontal lobe Behind bars for credit card schemes she pulled a month ago First she getting high now we waving bye-bye She's waiting out her station just the same As she's waiting at the station late at night for a train that never came Moving at the speed of a solution Bleeding in the streets as we're breathing the pollution They're saying that we need a revolution But their passion is reduced to all-caps on a computer Hey every sixteen I make a sick scene Blood splattered all on you shirt like a Miskeen Y'all niggas trippin' like mescaline and mixed greens My flow cleaner than the Sistine pristine You going green like Al Gore with 'em I make algorithms that got Malcolm in 'em God's favorite I'm sick as a doctor's patient We live in a cold world my job is to rock nations My occupation Elation a celebration of rebels Raise the levels and the decibels flagrant It's too amazing how we be blazing son Our flowers is the loudest they crowd around us But cower in the shadows of the towers boy Take a tour with it bake the raw Where the beats so savage That it's knuckles gon' scrape the floor Make a call all the rocket ships taking off Jah Wu gun music playin' when we facing off Yo I plaster the nation causing evacuation My manifestation got 'em patient from how I keeps it amazing See I'm the reason niggas need some training While I'm inflicting the pain and making it suitable for any occasion I'm very engaging soon as I'm awaken Quickly back you up and bag your bitch She's reminding me of Sanaa Lathan Rely on the hating while I'm smiling and waiting That's when I embrace 'em If you try to front you'll be highly mistaken The mightiest making of a classic alrighty I'll face it My psyche is ancient and I'm hiring so try me I'm patient Sorry I'm lying face it I'm back for the taking I'm urgently giving niggas the courtesy of smashing their face in See how we got 'em buggin' 'Cause they can't believe what we have in the making Shit so historic got me goin' for it while I bang the nation And do niggas greasier than a slab of bacon Bitch you still cooking this pork in this house Stop cooking that damn pork in this house The hell going on in here Take a tour with it bake the raw Where the beats so savage That it's knuckles gon' scrape the floor Make a call all the rocket ships taking off Jah Wu gun music playin' when we facing off These rap niggas is bitches nothing but suckers to me Sacrifice myself for the music and let them suffer through me Your weak product is nothing to me I only feel effects when I fuck with Louis Yep I get buck in the studio like I'm Evil Dee Pulling strings like the Muppet movie Shining my light like Mos calling his mother Umi Who's the hottest regardless of who's flaming We ain't talkin' 'bout the best until you mention my name Who're you kidding The truest spitting I'll break you like a mirror so it's clearer That we don't believe in superstition These new additions need supervision Thinking that they can spit it in the booth like me What are you stupid Listen I've been official it's been official I'm too consistent I make a claim 'cause I'm too official for euphemisms Staying in the cut like a new incision I'll put you on your ass like True Religion So give it up for the truest living Take a tour with it bake the raw Where the beats so savage That it's knuckles gon' scrape the floor Make a call all the rocket ships taking off Jah Wu gun music playin' when we facing off All the lonely people where do they all come from All the lonely people where do they all belong Yeah I like to go out to clubs Las Palmas you know She this envy if I wanna get grimey wit' it at Bungalow Eight Opium down in Miami But when I walk in I look around and I think I look at all the lonely people Yo I'm headin' out 'bout to do some fleshin' out I know my flesh endowed With somethin' to prove I'm settin' out On a trip to Heaven's mouth yeah I'm steppin' out in the name of love Who knew the Devil could slow dance We have pathological romances with technological advance Infatuated with infatuation and Intellectual masturbation with premature ejaculation Make a baby mama's all bastardization and Lonely people all through the city They club hoppin' and they love shoppin' and they thug posturin' Thugs be lockin' horns with Crips on them drug blocks And them dollars flow right out of the 'hood When you tryin' to make paper out of the wood You know that money don't grow on trees For paper people change colors like leaves And they fall off in the mud like a filthy pig Makin' you and your dogs who store all call off That much deserved ass whippin' He snitchin' he twitchin' he bitchin' he all soft Never work with his hands Little kid on the block who always ran At all costs gotta be in the club Lookin' for happiness or the meaning of love Then it hit him out the blue like a vision All of a sudden he don't like the way he been livin' And wanna be forgiven How I know 'Cause I'm right there wit' him Tattoos tell 'em who you are Plastic Surgery coup d'etat the God Uh lasers to remove the scar And then you are you a superstar It's your birthday and you in the club So much cleavage and asscrack If pussy were a stock it would plummet on the Nasdaq Blank stares like nobody care In a room so exclusive nobody there But really truth is that nobody there 'Cause it's feelings inside that nobody share I want God to smile on me But see fame is a drug and you wild on E Celebrities decorated like Christmas trees God complex like they born on Christmas Eve Sing a song to yourself and you stand alone Get nominated for a gold gramophone Walk the red carpet left your man at home Security snatchin' people camera phones You got rose gold yellow bottles pink Cashmere So ahead of the trend that's so last year Last month last day last hour last minute Your pursuit of cool is so passionate Doin for the cash in it laugh in his face If it's def or anybody who don't stay in his place So popular can't go nowhere folks stoppin' ya Might want to check a thermometer When you go to a movie heat rises Surrounded by people still lonely that's why you need disguises Probably This the year of the BlackSmith Talib Kweli Kwame let's go Yeah niggas don't listen Back in the days we all used to listen Now shit is so wack nobody listen To that real hip hop yo listen Ladies and gentlemen get ready here I come Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum Something I wanna tell you Now let me get up in it wait Friends Romans Countrymen lend me ya ears Start repentin' 'cause the ending is near But don't panic you can't function if you livin' in fear Pay attention you gotta listen to hear Who the fuck you think talkin' to Put you on hold get a specialist to walk you through Kweli the flow captain of fast and slow rappin' I'm so crackin' you ain't heard Ya shit appear like closed captions King of the bars and I'm goin' hard pause All my confidence comes from knowin' God's Laws Bangin' on the system fightin' my kinda war Loud as a whisper quiet as a lion's roar Ladies and gentlemen get ready here I come Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum Now let me get up in it it's for ya spirit so But y'all hear me though Get up get into it and get involved There's a little something that I wanna spit for y'all Now let me get up in it wait Get it now get it fast get it right Get it big get it locked get it done get it tight But you don't really hear me though I spit clearly so it's live outcha stereo To your heart while it's beatin' in ya chest When you speakin' to execs and they see behind the desk To ya spirit nothing weaker than the flesh So while you try to keep it fresh you gettin' deeper into debt Real hip hop is missin' from the shelf Yup it's what you felt when you listen to yaself Only a few is makin' cuts that's spinnin' So before you spend ya hard earned spinach Ladies and gentlemen get ready here I come Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum But y'all hear me though Get up get into it and get involved There's a little something that I wanna spit for y'all Now let me get up in it wait You love the sounds comin' out your speaker I spit rounds like a nine millimeter The youth today they frown at the teachers They ain't down with no leaders They don't wanna wait I got 'Reservoir Dogs' you'll be missin' a right ear Get it clear I figure it's my year I'm everywhere makin' appearances in nigga's nightmares Hear the word peep the flow check the cadence What you heard as a pro I'm so amazing Don't front girl you know it's ya favorite New Kweli yo they runnin' out of patience Ladies and gentlemen get ready here I come Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum Now let me get up in it wait Yo don't it sound so good to you It's the return of the greatest y'all BlackSmith is the movement BlackSmith is the music Bangin' on ya eardrum yeah Wait now wait now wait now for a minute Listen Wait now wait now wait now for a minute No matter what the obstacle is we fight through it To survive is only half the battle we won't lose it So have faith in better days on the way I lend my hand to you whenever you need me I'll stay I understand sometimes the world is type cloudy But like a plane that's over the game we fly out it Determination dedication til the end I'm there every step of the way until we win 'Cause I believe in prayer in God Almighty Get them burdens off your shoulder send them to the highest But we can beat it overcome the lows Being positive is key you believe and it shows I spread awareness be mindful of your health Be here for one another so you never by yourself One step at a time one time for the 'cause I rep it for the world I rap it for us all Don't run away from who you are Life's beautiful Pick yourself back on up Life's beautiful This the highway of life we stay driven Then at some point you arrive at a decision To fly high we weather any condition We doing more than surviving because we living The music feel good yes sir it'll satisfy you Like a meal would real good when it's going down It's the flavor that you savor when you wait It tastes great compliments to the chef he got taste Clean your plate clear the music in front of a glass of water Taking stale pictures see the crystals forming The horns make me feel victorious the keys make me feel glorious The drums make me feel like a warrior The track feel big Notorious Do it for the people feeling trapped in the corridor Nobody know what you're going through in a day But don't let yesterday ruin today They say it's all for the money but I don't wan' believe it I'm a man of my word so whatever you been hearing Is the truth flatline polygraph that's me We could all use a break spare of Apache Catch me crossing items off my bucket list 'Cause life is good as you want it to get I paint a different portrait with any color I find The canvas is the world and the brush is my mind I don't mind stepping out my comfort zone I think the greatest fear is the one of the unknown If you afraid of living and you afraid of death Then I'm afraid you'll never take a step to the left Or the right direction Tonight's confession I used to be scared of my own reflection And what would really happen if I fought that vision But the matter all along if it's not good it's gone Nowadays we be rocking glasses for fashion And fucking with life a fraction Covered in Max Factor hustling ass-backwards Your focus on bogus rappers got you caught up in distraction Who fucking cares that's distraction You wish it was you don't you why you asking Try to break the law of attraction Get a piece of my attention like a fraction of a ration Or a measly little morsel They suck your blood and you believe in the immortals We nocturnal like a sleeping disorder See the water drawing away from the shore This ain't no ordinary storm We killing for a humanitarian 'cause But have yet to show up in Darfur The Arab Spring is what it's called But it's looking at the pride before the fall They say it ain't about the spoils of war But turn around and tell you how much more the oil will cost Steal the land from the Native American and call the missiles Tomahawks Make him a mascot dress up like him for sport As a final assault to his beautiful culture Scavengers feasting on the dead like a vulture Snacking how you keeping up with my rapping You barely keeping up with Kardashians You caught up in distraction It's the living proof you try to make the truth elastic as Mr. Fantastic We recycling these rappers Truthfully these niggas is plastic Coming through the front door blasting I ain't talking bout them e-mails That you always send to the masses That somehow end up in my trash bin My niggas got the aim of sharpshooters and the hearts of assassins All this war all this life all this passion The game is distraction Give a fuck if the President wear a flag pin Rhyming is deep as holes Chilean miners are trapped in Or the cracks in the earth under Asia Minor causing disasters My deep cuts way above your minor infractions Talk to rappers like children 'cause that's how they acting They holding their hands like minors in traffic The captains of industry and the lovers of status quo Have a deep-seeded fear of change For them it's strange they wanna go Back to the fifties they asking for a return But them days is much blacker for lack of a better term We adapted to the times but this culture we had to learn Came about as natural as a perm on a pachyderm These fascists have had their turn We packing them German burners them Lugers The next shooters waiting for Superman they get nothing but Lex Luthor America's nightmare vivid as Fred Kruger Our heroes are dead to us Spirit that bled through us Endear us with the spirit so the flow is so foolish What you hearing is precision The people so thirsty what they seeing is mirages But this passion Photoshopping and your YouTube collages Coming through like Collossus Exposing the false prophet Taught how to do the knowledge so I'm never off-topic A lie is like a potion First it gets you open Then you swallow whole straight for the truth Fuck the chaser skip religion and the politics And head straight to the compassion Everything else is a distraction She's got a ticket I think she gonna use it Yeah we all tryin to live worry free Pretty young things affection is like currency Talking bout a country girl living in a city though Searching but she get her moral compass from these videos Girl you'll be killing and searching your faith or new tears Courage under fire especially after a few beers Already broke the resolution for a new year They blushin 'cause they sayin it's nothing inside a few years Until I came across this dame I used to baby sit At the club looking for this lame she had a baby with Wait a minute you're only seventeen and she said to me My baby gave me strength to leave the city life ain't meant for me Father can't be bothered I'm here to make my peace So offered her some money but she started quoting Jay to me I'll do you one better I slay these niggas faithfully I don't need you to pay for me I just need to pray for me When you call up and captain say that ain't no hero What you really bring to the table let's keep the real dough No matter where you're going if you don't get your mind right First choose between two evils like this is Twilight She up in the kitchen tonight cooking the grams up Gotta take you to right the Peter Pan but She gotta take it toshe got a grant She gotta take it to fly she had a lan and she try She tryin to avoid the trap is like the cancer The love of money run in her vein now she a dancer Now the blow go in her nose to keep her dancin' The high is the only escape she like a phantom A ghost just a sell of herself packing them pasttense Closer to selling herself using her assets Ain't nothing left to shake let's break it all down Got it inside her veins she takin' off now Damn I'll found her later that she don't know who her father was I'm like this crazy a baby ain't got no starter kit She never met the realfoe they tried to steal her goodies They breakin' into her candy store We holdin' pistols and Willy Wonka for soulja sistas 'Cause when we're taking the gold and taking the coldest winter Statistics will give you the truest picture of the youth The visionary's on a mission for new beginnings It's hard enough when you radiate a twenty block radius Wondering who the father of the baby is To pay relationships to her like sound fiction out to table And public you write a buy you and provide it with the title Body of a woman with the eyes of a child Driven that she couldis it now Want her future to be as bright as a smile She like I see her spinning that Wheel of Fortune let's buy a vowel I realized early that black girls carry universes inside their bodies Waiting to be named whole continent Land masses that were once connected Flow through her arms fingers chest legs stomach Feet and head Ghanna is her heart her lungs charity Her tongue I'm her bones massai Her breath Aboriginal her skin the color of Moroccan Sand in south african sky lines Her blue blood separates the land fro our riversand great legs The place where we shit and drink The place that we love and hate Colonize and liberate Conquer and rebuilt right and so up Escape and imprisoned The place where questions like if you a woman Raise your hand will get you killed And what the people say We wanna live it up And what the people want Please deliver us I call these rappers baby seals 'cause they club you to death I could call 'em Navy SEALs 'cause they government feds What become of the vets They drugged up they fucked up they in debt There ain't no love and no respect it's like a gang it's like a club or a set What do you rap or do you wrestle Niggas love to forget We got til it's gone you think you on you still hustlin backwards Your topical norm a tropical storm it's a fuckin disaster Back to the topic we on it all started at Rawkus They couldn't find the words to describe me so they resort to the shortcuts Is he a backpacker Is he a mad rapper An entertainer or the author of the last chapter We living in these times of love and cholera Synonymous with the apocalypse look up the clouds is ominous We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists shit We still waitin for the Congress to acknowledge this What the people want Please deliver us We wanna live it up please deliver us I'm reaching through the fire please deliver us I'm preaching to the choir please deliver us Just keep it real with us you scared to spill your blood Your words rung hollow we need someone to follow You ain't promised tomorrow so get your paper up You can't always just borrow and asks for favors bruh Stand on your own two never covet thy neighbor's stuff Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin bruh I start a conversation based on general observation Hip-Hop is not a nation take it to population Niggas got a lot to say when locked inside the belly of Satan Awaitin trial debatin how the hell I got placed in this system Am I a victim or just a product of indoctrination They exploit it and use me like a movie with product placement You hear the congregation this is the hostile gospel The truth is hard to swallow it'll leave you scarred tomorrow Keep it honest our motto these niggas keep it bottled I'm the writer who reach the fighters like speeches by Cus D'Amato Suppliers who ride around the block in the custom autos Ballin like the struck the lotto you know who the cleanest is A nigga keep it reeich with the stitch and greedy geniuses I'm not a hipster but I flip it like a sneaker pimp Expose the game treat it like a bitch Smack fire out these hoes 'cause they snitch and tap wires while I plead the fifth You can't trust a soul in the biz so be careful who you eatin with And sleepin with and also who you chiefin with You never know they might've added in secret ingredients Freedom's a road that's seldom traveled watch hell unravel Right before the eyes of the soldier who fell in battle The single mother who raised her daughter to bear the sacred water And not take the hand of every man who make a offer To black kids wishin they white kids when they close they eyelids White kids wishin they black kids and wanna talk like rappers It's all backwards it's identity crisis The industry inside us is vipers with fangs trying to bite us Drug suppliers is the health care providers We cakin makin narcotics outta household products We ain't workin out 'til we exorcise the demons that's inside us Plus they seem to just provide us with enough rope to hang ourselves Enough dope to slang ourselves enough toast to bang ourselves It's officially nigga season these niggas is bleedin That's why I'm spittin freedom we had enough of trigger squeezin In these tryin days and times All I need is to be free I can't do it on my own Lord can you deliver me There are trials still to come It's salvation that I need So I'm reachin to the sky Lord can you deliver me You are now witnessing the demise of the music business I say demise of the music business 'cause people always gonna need music in they life I can't do music with people I'm uncomfortable with I can't be on stage with you pouring out my soul if I don't like you So with that said shout out to Strong Arm Steady Shout out to Jean Grae That's my Blacksmith family you dig I just heard a song that reminded me of times when you was finding me Yeah those was the salad days my career's appetizer The main course a casserole a jambalaya Of different influences that led me where the music is A student is only as good as his teachers' tutelage Paying for college not learning was straight foolishness So I stopped going to school but this was Hard to tell my parents sat them down tried to get through to them Started flowing daily and traveled to different places Freestyled with Clef and Forte in the Booga Basement With Rubix and Juju on Flatbush my hood amazing Platinum Island recording with Duro and Just Blaze And that was right next door to Rawkus what's up Jarret and Brian Blackshaw And Matt Fingaz Kendra Ross you got the soul of a Stax singer I love how you always bring it back sister You and Reesy making every record I got classics with Mos Def that are so respected Shout out to Corey Smyth shout out to Dave Chapelle I went on tour with The Roots they played so well Me and Pharoahe Monch were Soundbombing Me and Lonnie Lynn got a lot in common Mystik Journeymen introduced me to Top Ramen On the bus Kanye West would never stop rhyming Ain't no mountain high enough for him he never stopped climbing That's why when the homies win I never stop smiling See I'm smiling right now Nothing else matters more than friends and family No doubt that's how its gotta be This is my odyssey it's just the God in me Friends and family Yup they all a part of me 'Cause I would die for them and they would die for me Friends and family That's right and plus I love my fans Love when you throw your hands up it's like you all my fam Friends and family Like you considered kin Got me through thick and thin thank you for listening Nothing else matters more than friends and family It started with a blast now I'm a iconoclast Promise to be honest in my craft and make the promise last I do this for myself but the song for you Once I put it out for sale then it belong to you This for Amani Fela plus Diyani Eshe Your daddy love his girl your mother never far away This is for Eque this for Kierra Paul We wanna ride like Ciara and we will never fall HeadCquarterz and Guru is love forever y'all Make it plain 'cause its too strong for a metaphor or simile Your legacy will always be remembered for forever or Til the end of time whichever come first Big love to my mom and dad you could have done worse Jamal and I the way we are 'cause you put your sons first Many black parents lose they sons to the gun burst Mommas drowning in they own tears til they lungs burst Voice cracking like Michael Stipe 'cause everyone hurts First record was with Mood back in ninety-six In fact it was pretty fresh Google that find that shit It sound good I was showing you what timeless is You couldn't catch what I was saying without rewinding it Believe me every fan is special So much wack rap I know its hard to tell the difference But when I heat it up I make the garbage smell I'm resurrected but I'm no savior Double meaning 'cause the flow is layered We love to say it but its easier than it sound to ignore the haters To snap back like the jaws of gators Been around the world many times Seen many things And they in color too Seen women so beautiful That I could die with a smile on my face And not feel like the good lord gypped me How you expect to have an ordinary relationship With such an extraordinary nigga Yea there's flaws in what you figured Ain't the liquor that got you considering calling up the sitter Telling her you need a couple hours and of course you tip her I like my fantasies half stripper half glass slipper Wrappin' one like a riddle with enigma Character in my flip book Coming to life when I'm flipping through the pictures Switching up the positions My karma karma chameleon Change colors with the surroundings I can hear you with my eyes and I'm loving the way you sound And I'm smothering and I'm grindin' Now doubt is counting me out Loving in public when we coming and Up against the cupboard til we Right on the couch Knocking it out without a doubt 'Eyo the world is my coloring book Look new discoveries every time When I color outside the lines 'Eyo the world is my coloring book Look new discoveries every time When I color outside the lines My self expression Acquire every color in the spectrum My self reflection make the light change direction When you see it from this angle the colour the cut the clarity Starts bringing me down that's the depravity of gravity Having me in my blue phase Go off the grid for a few days Go on a journey without a suitcase The security of obscurity in a world of respect And I'm trading it like a currency Currently you soft as a mallet hitting a xylophone He so yella I'm wishin' his fella right his wrong But naw instead he is synthetic as styrofoam Recite a poem so monotone that they monochrome My light'll poke through the clouds We'll take you higher like you smoking the loud While I provide the dope kaleidoscope of sound You can see it with your ears You can hear it with your eyes You can feel it right here yea You don't look like turquoise You don't look like gold You don't look like purple That'll match your hue 'Eyo the world is my coloring book Look new discoveries every time When I color outside the lines 'Eyo the world is my coloring book Look new discoveries every time When I color outside the lines This is the byproduct of beautiful love Fit like a glove what's good my people I think we could Get it you know we should hold it like it's a grudge submerged But I just surf I'm renting the universe But the stars don't fit and my bars are too mega Is the fruit of my labor my plate is full of color Arugula and rutabaga share the food with my neighbor Truly innovative like Fela Kuti and Ginger Baker Moon raker sun scraper will give you fire for the papers Take you higher on the vapors Sire of the flavor designer of the caper Executive executor direct when I'm on path Flight without navigator plight of a savior Now what would Jesus do How you believe in Him You don't believe in you The idea that you doubting I'm unbeatable Vizzini in the princess bride inconthievable I'm fishing with dynamite now I got a freezer full Of rappers bastards I'm ten steps ahead of you Incredible give credit where credit due Put passion into action Mashing on the gas where them others they be maxing Accelerate generate power with my pen and pape' Stimulate you simulate you do what I incinerate We do it for the dinner plates musical we innovate You imitate your theory full of holes and so we ventilate Damn it never gonna say they love what we doing on stage Even if they don't one quote and the hate just integrates They feel us like shade you know we're feeling great Not a script that is writ' this is how originals spit It's an unconventional gift kwe we interpolate Them others be herbin' it the praise we deserving it Word I love songs writing to right wrongs Continue to fight on I'm putting the gloves on I love horns I'm loving this damn track I'm loving the hand clap it's the clap clap Loving it when you listen Living for the drums and the slums some of the best parts The tourists never come they run when it gets dark Yeah so in my idle space they're funny like them bridal maids Booking like we're playing spades yeah we always make the grade Sucka free I'm in my space say I'm hella steezy yeah Believe I get a so in streaking like a Martin Sunny in Dolores bike parking Fly chick's sparking Then we up the road to the Phoenix some steady bar hopping There's high life everywhere Tony Allen rhythm is Pattern that we living in Kweli on his business Everywhere we deep in this shawty's gon' be speaking it Oh they so uniquely spit The great debater the saviour the caped crusader The alpha the omega your favorite communicator News junky I'm debunking the myth of the job creators Departed the conversation that started indoctrination The flow is a thing of beauty I'm bringing it as my nudey You drinking it like a smoothie they're spinning it like a sufi Rappers I dissect 'em collecting 'em like a souvie Near they're acting up I'm directing 'em like a movie Skip the drama this an action-adventure They so freaking soft it should be against the law And yo do I really need to mention People let me paint a picture You know I ain't a Christian I ain't a Muslim ain't a Jew I'm losing my religion I speak to god directly I know my god respect me 'Cause he let me breathe his air and he really blessed me I ain't knocking you but I don't fuck with hospitals Spit the gospel truly knowing jesus like apostles do Return like the prodigal son to honor Mohammed too Stay away from ham like Abraham Lord I follow you Even when you took my man Chaka God and what I'm a do You gave the hood a modern day martyr in Brother Amadou I'm on the block I'm tracing your footsteps I keep the faith in you Your love plus hard work and ambition We gonna make it through my songs is psalms I'm spiritual when I'm lyrical This is for my soldier niggas looking in the mirror who Sitting home scratching off serials eating cereal The way we find a way to survive shit is a miracle We got mice in the crib and roaches in the toasters rice in the fridge Bread in the oven by the roaster We be takin' gypsy cabs and chasin' fifty bags They be laced with shitty swag and it really get me mad The way we saluting flags wrapping them around our heads When niggas ain't become American till nine eleven Feeling like you gotta sneak into heaven When the reverend looking like a pimp and the pimp look like the reverend These conditions make us strong And we create our own businesses so later on Our children have things in their name that they can say they own A mix tape freestyle become your favorite song No place like home when the cops ask you about your neighbors Beat on you threaten to incarcerate you Till you spill your guts like you a Garcia Vega We roll blunts not the papers Cop the greatest take it coast to coast L.A. to Chicago like Smooth Operators Cop the Dro and cop the blacks Cop the four cock it back Drop the flow rock a hat on top a stocking cap Be a doctor or a lawyer or make your momma a promise that You'll finish school but when you got a dream you gotta follow that And make sure when you make it out the hood you always holler back Think about what you got from that And always put your dollars back On top of that this is a legacy and we a part of that The hood is where my heart is at Catch me around my way And nature's game once more begins Here we go like yes yes ya'll To the beat ya'll Ain't no sleep ya'll To the break of dawn Five o'clock in the morning We keep rockin' on The workin' people runnin' like the stop clock is on We got it poppin' in the meat market Chicks take a seat park it By the bar so they can meet the vic with deep pockets And them dudes buy them cars and turn 'em in to sweet objects of desire Big rims and them tires We finna drop it like it's heavy as hell The Clan of the Cavebear Used to use the club to hit and drag her by the hair Still use the club to get her a martini or a beer Try to get her home and put the smell of sex in the air Come through like the Cable Guy Get 'er done That 'ole hit 'n run Turn 'em into bitter ones Tonight is catch me if you can You can taste the ginger bread Ain't nothin' like wakin' up with a stranger in your bed nope Soon the new day breaks the dawn Tomorrow I'll be like Were am I what's your name Gotta go I'm glad you came But tonight you will be so fun Maybe you're the one Soon the new day breaks the dawn Putting on some Airs King For a Day Hard to face your fears we wear the mask like Claude McKay You have a ball today It's all a masquerade Shorty paint her face like a clown but can't take away the frown Found under the make-up I asked her what's your passion Answered what's the paper She sleepin' and they don't want her to wake up Maybe then she'll realize her own beauty Baby you a star and not just a star on some dude's home movies Steppin' out I got my best outfit on Gotta get it in I'm slippin' in the darkness like most of the day is gone We up all night I wonder if can hang We used to hang from a tree now we hang behind the rope we V.I.P The entire scenery shrouded in mystery Clouded with greenery Six girls to every three dudes So you have half a chance if you ask to have a dance The ones ready to freak off don't need no romance They belong to the sisterhood of the traveling pants They got them hungry eyes you know sensual trance At a glance the alcohol got you sexually advanced The truth is so boring you gotta pretend a little The antidote is more colorful the rainbow that end in Skittles And the quest to trap the cat The game is your Tender Vittles to get the bruce to say the sky's fallin Like you Chicken Little come on These times it's hard being a man I try to explain that to my lady overtime My girl is a delicate flower a super-hero Being a single mom helped develop her powers We stay up to a elegant hour talking inhaling the sour Reaching out to God 'cause the Devil a coward But he still sits on my shoulder and whispers It feels like my shoulder gets colder the more that I listen And now it seems like she ready to leave We stay to beef the main reason my desire to spreading my seed I try to tell her I'm just a man Yo I hate when the fit is thrown It's like everytime I pick up the phone you bitch and moan whoa I'm like why you stressing for I'm pressing ignore make me wanna never get involved Men lie out of fear but we front like we're not afraid Whether arguing or not the bills gotta get paid We are not in 6th grade we're fighting and people watching On Twitter she emo-blogging I'm boiling her hemoglobin It lead to sobbing the arguments never move me 'Cause we acting out the stereotypes like Tyler Perry movies My indiscretion is reeking in deep betrayal Libidos are like horses it's hard to keep em stable She believed me the way Mike believed in Fredo But I need her she the proof in my soul my sweet potato Before I let her go I know she'll be forever gone I can't leave when the weather wrong I weather storms She like Katrina got me looking for vagina Coveting my neighbor's lawn the grass is looking greener But in reality it never is I'm sure there's others but I'll never find a better fish Girls surely have feelings I switch lanes it's still blurry then switch frames Clowning these lames you're Bill Murray in Quick Change Control your mission keep up with my pole position Brag it about the ride you're whipping your soul is missing Racing to your death or the holiest celebration God bless our lady of holy accelerate 'Cause we speeding while we drive on this highway of information The devil try to deny us the highest of elevation They keep us at sea level so I'm staying on my A game They local like the C when I express like the A train My alikes take what I write use it to maintain We be alike and see alike 'cause we got the same brain We in the same chains work in the same fields Now we're independent you can keep your fucking lame deal Total package the flow is mastered I'm blowing past the procrastinators So fast it's like they going backwards Life's so short we can't afford to lose When the guns go off and the flag drops They hate when I give 'em some straight they need chase Half these little boys coming faster than speed racer Pulling capers with my team best believe I'll be seeing paper With extraordinary gentlemen trust me the league major On the highway of life I'm faster than cop cars Quicker than the tongues of the rappers that got bars Never rattled 'cause we been through the battles we got scars This the international half of the Black Star This is the sound that you're missing I'm here when your ears listen Play it loud in your whip when you're dippin your gear shifting Gifted like the island of the misfit toys ladies apply like the lipstick Boys take over when the shit drop Boys wanna holla at birds like Alfred Hitchcock Men wanna talk to the women we ain't screaming Just whisper in their ear and we're leavin Life's so short we can't afford to lose When the guns go off and the flag drops When it's gone to the wire I gotta win to the fire You can't stop it No you can't stop it Because I'm destined to win Like a full champion And we know it's happening At the time get ready set go On your mark get set when I start the jet Look how far I get I'm not only an artist they say One is the loneliest number but still regardless The second best don't exist it's a little oxymoronic What a thought listen to haters and never buy to hitting high Watermarks 'cause the market's flooded with garbage You are now embraced by the light with fiber optic Shine it bright love get a ten or wind tropic Prisoner of conscious nonsense I can say the conscious is asleep I prefer the call of the wake It's so ironic it's beautiful when you finally get awake at your funeral We don't get it away Rappers nowadays are confusing you I know you're tired of the usual like Trey Songz and Drake That's why I'm leaping the faith keeping the pace Although it's all about the winning it's never about the wait Life's so short we can't afford to lose When the guns go off and the flag drops I'mma race to the finish line of the road To kick in the door It's a brand new day If you passionate about what you do like I'm passionate about this music This song is for you It's like I can't breathe When I wake up in the morning I can't breathe I affect the world And y'all along for the ride Like a medicine in times of war helps me get over The sweetest sounds I ever heard my joy my heart my music I'm from a small city but I have big dreams Had some good ideas but I had better schemes I thought the hustle way for me was etched in stone Until my partner died and name etched in stone My daughter's growing up my son on the way They closing in on me it feel like any day Music saves me swooped in like the navy Put a lifetime of scars all in sixteen bars So I took the vow and made music my life Yep I proposed and made music my wife And if ever need to cut a nigga music's my knife And if I need to bring the girls together music's my dyke So if I degrade it and I hate it even cried through it I watch brothers prophesise about dying through it Music gave me knowledge of self Music a part of me I'm a bully Beating up the track with brutal honesty The truth inside of me rappers hit the booth and they lie to me I'm using the inspiration guru provided me The redefining of space you can call me the new geometry A picture of you pop up when I google monotony Now all the people who rule and spend responsibly Think your album is trash and it's not the voodoo economy So you expecting the conscious and introspective views Eat your lyrical vegetables let me tell you what's best for you My music give you a message true and respect is due But music is emotion that's lost on the intellectuals A tree fall in the forest is never heard Amongst the sparrows and the robins and even the ghetto birds You download it for free but what I create is sacred It cost you nothing but I pay to make it trust me I was born on the afterbeat I'm like Robert Johnson When you reach the crossroads Me and the devil have to meet It's all the same thing as clever Lauryn when they saw it Lauryn went Looking for God and 'Clef kept tourin' We listen to the same songs but we hear them different Serenade of death like we got a fear of living Having a seance on stage 'cause the spirit risen Stop the devilish ways with clever displays of lyricism These songs are a natural resources of actual street stories Attract the police forces Slaves to the rhythm the masters they eat off us This about to be the realest shit you ever heard I lynch rappers got them hanging on my every word These bitch rappers be claiming they slinging heavy word Really snitch rappers niggas singing like every bird Rich rappers nah I don't know them niggas Niggas don't get rich rapping they selling clothes or liquor My flow is sicker 'cause I flow with vigor I'm no beginner peep the whole agenda Control my center 'cause I gravitate with Gravitas This my inner monologue Burning down your party 'cause our cocktails is molotov My crime mob make you stop lock and drop don't get wollywop'd Actually battery in my back like a copper top Direct to fan I'm running my shop like my mom and pop Modern day slavery today to be an artist watch They treat them like a product and try to mount like a hot 'n tot Molly pop niggas not caring if they body rot I'm known to start revolts against the Romans like Zenobia Hoping to keep coping copious amounts of opiates Tried to start a union but they blocked me like a Soviet I hope they get it I'm sick of explaining history I'm rolling with a circle of winners we claimin' victories It ain't a mystery the hate'll make it bittersweet They hate when I engage to debate 'em like Wale's Twitter feed Who I'm kidding I'm the great debater My crew stay winning we stay innovating Your circle is rotten as great tomatoes They get high with you then start dry snitching like Jose Canseco Prosecco I'm sipping vino with a vivid hue Haberdasher rocking Borsalinos like Hasidic Jews Pitiful rappers never stand up to the ridicule That's why I had to get at you Wear it if it fit the shoe nigga everything we do is a creation In complete harmony our creation becomes art Everything we've ever invented stems from the human imagination Everything we've ever invented or created That moved an era is recognized as work of genius Science and the empirical man philosophy and the thinker Religion and the shaman art and the sick who can metabolize Everything with a trace of decay is human error Forgivable human error the curse From the radiance of the gift which becomes shadow Necessary evil so to speak or we'd have figured it out by now Striving for perfection is a result of genius Find peace share your genius See I can't see my own face without a reflection Whether it be your reaction to my expression a mirror or water I need the outside to know the inside which is where I reside Through this understanding I know that all things are one According to science everything is a wave of energy A soundwave reaches my ear and my mind makes something of it My eyes are receptors for another type of energy Which my mind then depicts as images same goes for smell and touch Time and space are tools which help me concretize these waves into information Now when given full attention to something other than time and space Time and space disappear I'm simply doing Yesterday tomorrow here there poof It is always now all is energy Even thoughts are forms of energy waves floating Technically I'm only a vessel channeling those thoughts My mind chooses to tune into these frequencies Which I either contemplate or share with the outside I believe we all function with the same foundation Energy which is everything Everything is one big ocean of energy Everything is within you everything is you The identity of me is but a series of memories In which my mind decides to narrate in order to create that feeling Remember it is always now The first law of thermodynamics states that energy is conserved In other words energy can neither be created or destroyed Energy only transforms We are thus forever and death is but a blink So I ask why hurt Why kill Why hate Why fear Why war Why the feelings of uneasiness if all is but a single form of energy entertaining itself Can the state of the world change If energy only seems to transform then why not It seems as if darkness has always reigned over We live on a planet amongst the system in a dark space A planet amongst other planets routing around the sun In the same fashion as electrons do Around the nucleus which form the cells which form us Ah yes all is one and my friends it is beautiful Let us unify our heart now feel your power and I thank you The era of the musical beautiful mistakes Delivered hand to hand like we slangin' the mixtapes You tryin' to describe us you might as well get it straight We the content creators we greater than clickbait The passion for the culture the vultures they try to kill it It's a war for your spirit the lyrics is here to heal us We looking for the fountain to keep us forever young While I get my energy from the sun all things are one Rollin' the blunt on a copy of Native Sun Gettin' hung just for speakin' the native tongue My color is my penalty mentally on the run Photosynthesizing my energy from the sun huh Releasing blockages I ain't stoppin' until they gone Feeling weighted down like my pockets is full of stone Until I realized I can change what's going on To every single place I go I'm right at home I'm right at home Waiting for that day to come huh Looking for fountains to keep us forever young Get my energy from the sun Rollin' the blunt on a copy of Native Sun Gettin' hung just for speakin' the native tongues Every Sunday waking up catching gossip at its worst Couldn't see the difference in the Baptist and the Catholic Church Caught up in the rapture of the first chapter and second verse If we all God's children then what's the word of the reverend worth Taught early that faith is blind like justice when you facing time If we all made in God's image then that means his face is mine Wait or it's that blasphemy it's logical it has to be If I don't look like my father then the way I live is bastardly Naturally that's confusion to a young'n trying to follow Christ Taught that if you don't know Jesus then you lead a hollow life Never question the fact that Jesus was a Jew and not a Christian Or that Christianity was made law by politicians And who was King James And why did he think that it was so vital To remove chapters and make his own version of the Bible They say Hell is underground Heaven is in the sky They say that's where you go when you die but how they know I've been to many churches I've quoted many verses I've dealt with my base self I controlled my many urges I used to study my lessons that was a blessing not a curse I found out that heaven and hell exist right here on earth word Studied with Rastafarians found out from the dreads that hell Is called Babylon and that's where the crazy boarheads dwell They got us thinking that Muslims like to make bombs But real muslims believe in paradise and resisting Shaitan So it all sound the same to me But when they say one's right and the other is wrong It just sound like game to me It's like God skipped past the church and came to me No that ain't vain to me It's just a particular way that I came to see The difference between those that claim to be Religious and those that say they spiritual And recognize that life is full of miracles You can see the flow is divine I glow when I rhyme 'Cause it coincide with a growing tide Of those looking for God that know to go inside Looking for absolution Living in mass confusion The gas inducing psychopath created a last solution Based on his interpretation Of what the words are saying Looking for God but ended up doing the work of satan Religion create division Make the Muslim hate the Christian Make the Christian hate the Jew Make up rules of faith That you condition to and gotta follow God forbid you go to Hell But if you ever been to any ghetto then you know it well Peace Gravitas light it up Lighten it up brighten it up yea You want the grown step your bars up You brag about the scrilla them killas lighten your cars up Welcome to the complete history of the one known as Talib Kweli Such a blessing I'm making the bread leven Descendant of Terra Firma I'm from the era of legend The blind to my eyesight too scared of the world ending My men of spiritual essence be walking right into heaven Ascending without the stairs expressing without the fears We diamonds but our minds are corrupted just like De Beers Unravelling minds travelling through time like langoliers Standing with the flow like the man in the gondolier In the park of Washington Square locks in my hair Louder than the bull horns we was locking 'em there Cops would prepare to lock us up They was scared like tales from the dark side Summer of the Central Park five From Brooklyn to Staten Island them Decepticons was wildin' Music soothing but the imagery violent as bomb threats Therapy for the prison industrial complex Provided the context for the crime with the Tec-9 At Brooklyn Tech I spit it the best so they had to respect mine I did it to death on my grind on a quest to get signed Sorta like the tribe would always suggest we check the rhyme An internal with Puff Daddy in front of the buffed patio Before graduating to Caddies was carrying crates Shoutout to Flex all day doing records with John Forte We was standing outside the tower devouring prey Powerful display of bullet points that we shower and spray the block with Back in them salad days these rappers was appetizers I played it like I was David I was tackling that Goliath Attacking the open mics to the victory was decisive This life it was so enticing my surgery so precise I would chop it like thin slices at parties we politic At the country club lighting up dutches with Pac and Big At the crib of supernatural battling back and forth Back before Jean was in the unsigned hype in the back of The Source Rest in peace to Allah's sons Shabba was liking to call you son 'Cause you mine I call you son 'cause you shine What's up Alyasha this is OG Brooklyn shit Not for impostors pour out a shot of vodka for them The jungle is too savage rap true master producing the new classic This shit is too classic it's blow to to spinal tap I started with the Rawkus Recording we work the vinyl backwards I'm the underground king like I'm rolling with Bun and The flow is nuts it's solid I got the golden touch Plus my iron sheek and I got the game and the cobra clutch This the highest caliber do the algebra From Yasiin Bey to Jean Grey to Pharoahe Monch Almost twenty years after the release of Soundbombing And it still sounds timeless I'm out and on tour with the greatest A Tribe Called Quest And the De La's opened for Jay Z and Nas who else could say this True story I always knew the importance of great shows Continue to pave the road for the Kendricks and J. Coles From making the way for Kanye to meetings with Mr. Harry Belafonte All started on park benches with Dante Predicting the future so observant I'm clairvoyant The frame can't contain it I'm painting a rare portrait Yeah Come on What it is This hot shit is to fly like the cockpit Got spit like a french kiss chicks lock lips Coming from the deep black like the Loch Ness Now bring apocalypse like the heart of darkness It's like the heart of the artist become a target Pop music is the black market Recently we witness bizarre shit Terrorists send bombs at the concert The show must go on yo regardless I'm just some hip-hop kid to pop shit And get on some rock shit and start a mosh pit We got the planet to rock Kweli's standing on top I'm like a panther when I answer to cops And bust back before the man get a shot And the blood on their veins run cold like the cannibal lox And bring heat like the blood of the mammal that's hot And keep fighting like the boy with the mechanical heart And watch time count down on the hands of the clock Till the hour when the pinnacle start Wow and go fast like the bullet that ran through the dark The hollow tip ripped a man apart blaow Yo these soldiers die in petroleum wars Think they fighting for the holliest 'cause It don't matter if you Muslim Hebrew or you a Christian Information is the newest religion is a true way of living Ain't no rule to a surpestition stop me with going through with my mission Come on all my ghetto people stand strong Don't belive niggas running the place Man everything is dangerous nothing is safe nigga Think you a man with a gun in your waist Let the cops disrespect you right in front of your face Take it out on your girl punch her in the face You ain't a thug you a waste of space Nigga get out the way B-boys gonna rock till the break How much can a planet take Growing up sure was tough When the money getting to slowing up A promise is hard as trying to do to knowledge When you don't know enough Poor enough to notice But you pour it up and you throw it up They say that when they comin' But we ain't runnin' nobody as cold as us My life is like a play But I don't grace stages Try to feed my family but it's hard on these slave wages Lucifer behind me crucify me like a god suh They never want to pay us but immigrants get the job done Job one is self-preservation I gotta stay healthy The system always favors the riches make sure they stay wealthy How they gon' stop it if education for profit The prophets make revelations The gangsters go in your pockets I'm stocking up on these favors 'cause vagrancy never fly They value people for they paper Like animals for they hides And the battle cry is that there's value in our lives Spirituality over money is where our power lies The attitude they employ say it all It's just aristocratic Fascist police'll murder people who give em static They'll make a cheap version of smack And sell that shit to addicts Systematic or incidental that shit is just as tragic I'm just emphatically and dramatically overwhelmed fam No job no money no safety net no health plan No car no home no food on the table No way to provide for my people Though I'm willing and able to To pry off government assistance 'Cause a feeling'll enable you Where pride ain't practical when you lacking that capital Holes in my clothes this was never a fashion show Too broke for the sour roll But that don't matter though Talk is cheap I had enough of the back and forth I'm on the verge snapping out Trying to laugh it off I love to work for myself 'Cause is sucks when you have a boss But I least I have a job no one is promised to have it all I'm in the rat race pick up the phone when the cattle call Spitting these tree songs keep calm like Adderall Now what that make me talk about Yeah that's what the world need ha Yo that's what your girl need All right we gon' put it down like this I'll tell you about myself My name is Kweli and I love to spit it homie I rap about love and life ladies get to know me If you feelin' lonely I can be your one and only I put it out in the world so people show me love Yeah I always get it back This ain't no pimp game here that's a different track We talkin' this and that we need to get with this I keep it realer than most this is our business What we gotta do to make them see We got a good thing going on Wanna tell the world if they don't know That what we have is real Wanna shout it from the mountains baby That I love you but if they don't hear me I know you know we know Yo hey baby look like you need a break tonight Let me make it right baby won't you stay the night I got a lot of love as you know you're my favorite right Hey my lady what we gon' make tonight That's the dream but I never sleep Across the crowded room our eyes forever meet But without doubt and gloom 'cause we can never be That's why I got to go 'cause you're my impossible love You're the horizon I can see but never ride off into I write my lyrics to you 'cause you are the perfect instrumental I sound better than the cat who rappin' to you now That's between me and you what happened to us now Got you hopin' for the glorious Waitin' for that victorious feelin' wanted by all of us Kneelin' and praying that the lord in us will help us love ourselves So much that the confidence attract to someone else Yo Rockin' Los Angeles House of Blues in Sunset Performin' like an orgasm my girl ain't even cum yet Seen her by the side of the stage givin' me energy Potentially wife material connectin' mentally I felt like heaven sent for me you're meant for me The doubters and the haters had to acknowledge eventually You was a non-believer too if memory serves And a heart that gives shit tryin' to play your boy for the her The harder that I run to you the farther you become It's like my heart was part of some movie that hadn't yet begun This woman moves me and I'm a mountain of a man You pull me in like the waves do the grain of sand Yeah I love the way you bring it to me I wrote a song for you I love to hear you to sing it for me And let the melody carry me through the jealousy And we can cruise like Tom and Penelope I'mma start this story my influence so enormous Got that shit you love to sing along with Like every line is the chorus I'm born in Brooklyn like Biggie I'm born in Brooklyn like Jordan I'm born in Brooklyn like Tyson You don't live this you just a tourist We ride or die for them corners Fuck your private life they spy on us When they catch us man it's like practice For the new tactics that they try on us Them cops are lining them coffers Why we get shot we lying in coffins They want my demise 'cause when I arrive they stop for lines so often Nigga just stop you might as well forfeit We like Shia LaBeouf so lawless Still recognize real still recognize real Like the car I'm driving you foreign My diamond cut so flawless No not jewels I'm talking bout songs bitch So if they after me like I'm Lauryn I tell the feds that I'm moorish We walking all the girls is talking Generally they butt fucking naked just like the Book of Mormon We see the trees for them forest My name ring them bells like a doorman Y'all niggas game is so corny That's why you grill them hoes just like Forman boring Paper chasing we on that grind Reputation on the line Crazy borderline pay me on time Explore and discover what most fear I will never wait til the brush clear Swear I will never get stuck here America fuck yea Measure my career in dog years My passport got them dog ears I set sail travelling the world like Jesus was doing in his lost years I might give you the pill like Morpheus I'm like the P.E. logo in the cross hairs Standing out 'cause there's nothing but whores here Pimps rock crocodile like false tears Bring it on through your force field I'll be giving you nothing but the raw deal What I say on display is the purest skill I'll be giving y'all niggas what's more real What's more real what's more real I got chicks fighting like floor sales You gossiping bloggers all fail Look at the yardstick measuring your tall tales And you on all fours you small scale All in between the legs like a dog's tail You are what you eat you don't want no beef You completely vegan like all kale Let me holler at you Can I talk to you I want you 'cause you make my heart skip the beat that I drum to I want to be the one you run to when pain confronts you You're everything sometimes I get nervous when I'm in front you You can hear it in my voice when I ask you if you comfortable Look how love do I'd practice the Art of War for you like Sun Tzu Come through and arouse you every morning like the sun do If you blackout and collapse I want to help you to come to Notice I haven't yet got into what I want from you I want you to come to when I come through and make you shine like the sun do I want you to be the valley for my river to run through You're everything you send your soul through your lips to my heart Sweet music will start I want you to be the muse for my art When people try to rip us apart we got to work to stay together Go through the seasons of love and never change with the weather This is my wish list what I want not what I need there's a difference These days I'm learning that words got power so I'mma be specific Word Can I have a talk with you Can I make a dream come true Can I be in love with you 'Cause I would if I could Yeah sunflower You must live in the infinite blackness that exists when I close my eyes I see you when I fall asleep I see you when I dream I'm a fuckin' walkin' paradox no I'm not Threesomes with a fuckin' triceratops Reptar Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars Wearin' synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks Bedrock harder than a motherfuckin' Flintstone Making crack rocks outta pussy nigga fishbones This nigga Jasper tryin' to get grown About five seven of his bitches in my bedroom Swallow the cinnamon I'ma scribble this sin and shit While Syd is tellin' me that she's been gettin' intimate with men Jesus called he said he's sick of the disses I told him to quit bitchin' this isn't a fuckin' hotline For a fuckin' shrink sheesh I already got mine And he's not fuckin' workin' I think I'm wastin' my damn time I'm clockin' three past six and goin' postal This the revenge of the dicks that's nine cocks that cock 9's This ain't no V. Tech shit or Columbine But after bowling I went home for some damn Adventure Time And danced around the house in all-over print panties My mom's gone that fuckin' broad will never understand me I'm not gay I just wanna boogie to some Marvin Fuck her Wolf Haley robbin' them And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus And won't stop until the cops come in I'm an overachiever so how about I start a team of leaders And pick up Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver Green paper gold teeth and pregnant golden retrievers All I want fuck money diamonds and bitches don't need 'em But where the fat ones at I got somethin' to feed 'em It's some cooking books the black kids never wanted to read 'em It's been a couple months They say success is the best revenge So I beat DeShay up with the stack of magazines I'm in Oh not again Another critic writing report I'm stabbin' any bloggin' faggot hipster with a pitchfork Still suicidal I am I'm Wolf Tyler put this fuckin' knife in my hand I'm Wolf Ace gon' put that fuckin' hole in my head And I'm Wolf that was me who shoved a cock in your bitch fuck the fame and all the hype G I just wanna know if my father would ever like me But I don't give a fuck so he's probably just like me A motherfuckin' goblin that's what my conscience said Then it bunny-hopped off my shoulder now my conscience dead Now the only guidance that I had is splattered on cement Actions speak louder than words let me try this shit I never would've thought that Feelings could get thrown in the air 'Cause I accidentally caught that I need some new boxing gloves shit got hectic whenever I fought back For example ten minutes can't go past without you brushing my thoughts That's fourteen forty a day so I'll say a hundred and forty four times I think about you or something like that Lost match the fucking thought of you with somebody else I don't like that cellular convos getting left in the wrong 'Cause I get so fucking mad when you don't write back This isn't a song I just happen to rhyme when I get emo And find time to write facts Can we add some more color um like some more yellow Girl you fucking with my emotions The fuck is all this noise about I even considered picking up smoking You turned to a bitch who let the dogs out But in my dog house My bitch is the raddest Crazy who makes me the happiest Can make me the saddest Look Alice let's get lost in your wondererland fuck an atlas You're perfectly perfect for me What the fuck is this practice Actually if you even consider leaving I'll lose a couple screws in due time I'll stop breathing And you'll see the meaning of stalking When I pop out the dark to find you And that new dude that you're seeing with an attitude Then proceed to fuck up your evening Make sure you never meet again like goddamn vegans 'Cause when I hear your name I can not stop cheesing I love you so much that my heart stops beating when you're leaving And I'm grieving and my heart starts bleeding Life without you has no goddamn meaning Sorry I'm passive-aggressive for no goddamn reason It's that my mood change like these goddamn seasons I'll fall for you but I love you I'm bad at keeping my emotions bubbled You're good at being perfect We're good at being troubled Golden rubbers in these denim pockets On my waist there's a black Glock New girl moved on the block She been plottin' on my brown cock Last night I slept over hers During sex I overheard A sword sliced the air I pulled out the Rolled off the bed then shot back pow-pow Blood on the sheets probably spillin' from my gash Looked out the glass seen you sprintin' on the grass A real ninja with the blade and the mask Had them gold ninja stars and red Supreme nunchuks Now she tryna patch me up but Girl I was just tryna get a nut bust If that's your ex you should probably own a pistol But I'm guessin' it's wiser to exit with dude The blinds wide open so he can See you in the dark when you're sleepin' Naked body fresh out the shower You touch yourself after hours Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom You're sleeping alone in bed But check your window He's at your window Night light hits off turnin' kisses to bites I'm a down to Earth nigga with intentions that's right You'll be down in Earth quicker if you diss me tonight But I'll be the happiest if you decide to kick it tonight We can chill and I can act like I don't wanna fuck You can tell me all your problems like I really give one But I give two for us 'cause you're the one that I want Don't wanna seem like a punk pussy that simps over punk pussy See when I'm with my friends I just put on a front But in the back of my top I'm writing songs about we We as including I and yourself making three Little ones the drums are hitting pretty hard if you ask me You're a pretty broad in the top three Of things that I've been waiting to come so Meet me by the lake around ten and skinny dippin' and then We can begin the pretend game I wanna be Finn From Adventurin' Time The blinds wide open so he can See you in the dark when you're sleepin' Naked body fresh out the shower You touch yourself after hours Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom You're sleeping alone in bed But check your window He's at your window One two you're the girl that I want Three four five six seven shit Eight is the bullets if you say no after all this And I just couldn't take it you're so motherfuckin' gorgeous Gorgeous baby you're gorgeous I just wanna drag your lifeless body to the forest And fornicate with it But that's because I'm in love with you cunt I just wanna talk and conversate 'Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date So just say yes let the future fall into place I just wanna talk and conversate 'Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date So just say yes let the future fall into place cunt The blinds wide open so he can See you in the dark when you're sleepin' Naked body fresh out the shower You touch yourself after hours Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom You're sleeping alone in bed But check your window He's at your window The blinds wide open so he can See you in the dark when you're sleepin' Naked body fresh out the shower You touch yourself after hours Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom You're sleeping alone in bed He's at your window One two you're the girl that I want Three four five six seven shit Eight is the bullets if you say no after all this And I just couldn't take it you're so motherfuckin' gorgeous Sick to my motherfucking tummy Bitch must think I'm a motherfucking dummy Because I dress bummy bitch think I'm broke Bitch I ate one roach and I made a lot of money Popping since Bastard Clancy's my slave master Thanks to them crackers my pockets are fatter than excess shit that's weighing on Jasper I've never popped a bottle but I've fucked a couple models in Europe Yup and a couple of them swallowed Meet me half way bitch I'm going all in And I never pull back shout-out to my nigga Taco So a couple fags threw a little hissfit Came to Pitchfork with a couple Jada Pinkett signs And said I was a racist homophobic So I grabbed Lucas and filmed us kissing Feelings getting caught it's off I'm pissing You think I give a fuck I ain't even stick my dick in yet And while y'all are rolling doobies I be in my bedroom scoring movies Still excited like a fucking newbie Suck my dick motherfucker sue me Mom got a new whip so she could scoop me A year ago I ain't have no hoopty Four story home gotta climb eight set of stairs Just to see where my fucking roof be Wait a God damn second I'm tripping balls David Beckham Would fall 'cause shit's going down Just like Rodney King swimming lessons Now me and Justin smoke sherm and been talking 'bout freeing perms And purchasing weapons naming them and aim 'em in One Direction It sounds like midgets in a God damn speaker Anytime you play this shit loud But that's just me trying to get milk now And the grunts of the god damn cow Hit me on my beeper while Captain Hook suck my Peter Pan camera repeat procedure And when the beat drop have a goddamn seizure You live in my dream state Relocate my fantasy I stay in reality You live in my dream state Anytime I count sheep That's the only time we make up make up You exist behind my eyelids my eyelids Now I don't wanna wake up Cupid hit me cupid hit me with precision I Wonder if you look both ways When you cross my mind I said I said I'm sick of sick of sick of sick of chasing You're the one that's always running through my day dreams I I can only see your face when I close my eyes Is translatin' to another form of what you call it Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah I ain't met you I've been looking stop the waiting 'fore I stop the chasing like a alcoholic You don't understand me what the fuck do you mean It's them rose tinted cheeks yeah it's them dirt-colored eyes Sugar honey iced tea bumblebee on the scene Yeah I'd give up my bakery to have a piece of your pie Watch me get this money nigga tired of being hungry nigga Nothing funny sass me while I'm thrashing I'ma punch you nigga Never made of plastic I'm a savage you look lunch my nigga Passing all you hating fucking fags we don't discuss my nigga We ain't on no jolly shit and we don't pop no Mollies bitch I'm hocking spitting got some niggas out here popping Ollie switch Buncha novices Odd Future the squad is thick Them young niggas is back and brash attacking with no common sense We the last of a dying breed And we don't give a fuck so we cannot supply your needs You stupid niggas who had said our hype is dying please My pockets solid making profit off the highest tees Bitch merch twerk as I get on the verse cursing Nigga Dom so cool I refer him in third person Watch me get this money I'm up when the birds chirping Make actions fuck rehearsing Nigga summer fall wintertime twenty-four three-sixty-five You niggas gon' give me mine I don't have plenty time Flying out at any time getting money any grind In a world where kids my age are popping Mollies with leather Sitting on Tumblr never outside or enjoying the weather Can name a sweater but not a talent or don't know if whether Or not they got one tried to change their life for the better I was the drama club kid I run where the fun did my nuts itched Hated the popular ones now I'm the popular one Also hated homes too til I start coppin' me some See I don't beez in the trap nigga I beez in the b's And I be gassing up my buzz like some bees at a Shell Fucking sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on Adele And bitches getting touchy-feely like they reading some Braille I bust quick like gun-holders with short tempers and well I tried to tell the kids like fuck it start being yourself These fucking rappers got stylists 'cause they can't think for themselves See they don't have an identity so they needed some help but Really boy Poseurs looking silly boy I'm in that past season 'Preme shit older than Tity Boi Not a diss but same with ice cream my shit is Diddy Riese Na'kel Smith Transworld page sixty-four Poppin' like oil ollie in fire flames I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the fucking quiet game The fuck am I saying Tyler's not even a violent name About as threatening as stained windbreakers in hurricanes But he rapes women and spit wrong like he hates dentists And my shit's missing he hates women but love kittens See y'all niggas tripping man Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on ten of my songs Look at that Mom who thinks I'm evil hold that grudge against me Though I'm the reason that her motherfucking son got to eat Look at the kid who had the 9 and tried to blow out his mind But talk is money I said hi I guess I bought him some time Look at the ones in the crowd that shit is barnacles huh They thought I wasn't fair until I threw a carnival huh But then again I'm an atheist that just worships Satan And it's probably why I'm not getting no fucking album placements And MTV could suck my dick and I ain't fuckin' playing Bruh they never played it I just won shit for they fucking ratings Analog fans are getting sick of the rape But what about me bitch I'm getting sick of complaints But I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the bank Oh but no but shit who really gives a fuck what I think My fans don't they turning on me shit they're almost extinct Fuck buying studio time I'ma go purchase a shrink Record the session and send all you motherfuckers a link bitch This shit just like the nights I look forward to not remembering So much for being sober I hope that you can forgive me But Momma I'm close to the edge as possible All I'm seeing is the drop in my ocular jumping like they told me That the forties half off like you know that cliff Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that shit Or get compared to fucking pair with all the program kids So maybe a pair of pale bitches for the gonads lick Malt liquor filling me up and all us not giving no fucks and All of them sensitive chumps in awe when that pistol erupts Dirty one spitting that sumpy raw till his wrists in the cuffs Brother the Pigeons is us Bid you goodnight and good luck This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep Some food for thought This food for death go ahead and fucking eat My father's dead well I don't know we'll never fucking meet I cut my wrist and play piano 'cause I'm so depressed Somebody call the pastor this bastard is so possessed This meeting just begun nigga I'm Satan's son My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent That I got love for my mother none of you other fuckers Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording I'm feeling like the bulls I've got a gang of wolves Odd Future is children that's fucked up in they mental Simple but probably not fuck them I'm tall dark skinny my ears are big as fuck Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucked Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopard Soak me up in a tampon but keep the lamp on 'Cause this album pack enough evil That you can't fit inside a Jansport go to school with this I stay with grandma she always bitching about her carpet Every time I walk inside the house she always tend to start shit No to drugs I never spark it I used to be bullied for honor classes By those that were slow as molasses take this shit to school Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler All because she said no to homecoming demons running Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught go to sleep I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky Fuck me the monster said somehow the monster's dead Inside of me but the thoughts it tells me are still evil With this state of mind big moves Max Keeble I'm on my grind feeble my music is either A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church I graduated without honors or fucking father He died No bitch don't even fucking bother I wanted a brother my mother I told her But instead I got a sister just like me with her mister nada So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation That's having our brains racing like Dayton wearing some fucking Heelys I know you fucking feel me I want to fucking kill me But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch eleven Seven what's religion nigga I am legend I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition I created O.F. 'cause I feel we're more talented Than forty year old rappers talking about Gucci When they have kids they haven't seen in years impressing their peers With the same problem the only way to solve them Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver Life's a salad I'm a toss it eat that shit up Rick Ross it Shit it out bag it up sell it I'm so damn rebellious 'Cause my mother let me do what I want She wasn't careless protective she is the bear The shit is so bare my diary isn't hid My father didn't give a fuck so it's something I inherit My mom is all I have so it's never meet the parents When Danielle or Milan decide to fucking share This confused boy I wanna hug hoy I'm bad for you kids to listen to Soy is not the choice I'm bad milk drink it Whoa umm it seems you had a lot to say Uh who knows I might feel as I'm evaluating My wrist is all red from the cutter Dripping cold blood like the winter the summer Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah Well that's not her fucking name but I think this shit is clever My niggas wanna know if I'm fucking if I'm kissing But I'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing With a tear they try to tell me but I never listen 'Cause I don't give a shit like sitting down pissing Eighteen still talking to imaginaries Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy Losers can never win me you can never offend me My goal in life is a Grammy hopefully momma will attend the Ceremony with all my homies I'm suicidal This my Zombie Circus I hope the majors heard this Fuck a deal I just want my father's email So I can tell him how much I fucking hate him in detail Wow umm so Tyler if you had the chance to tell him something What would you tell him They say I've calmed down since the last album Well lick my dick how does that sound Smell my gooch you could kiss my buns And I don't give a shit bend my rectum Somebody said bands make her dance You think you're getting cash no bitch you're dumb The only thing that you're gonna get is this dick Wait turn this up bitch this my jam Here take a goddamn picture And tell Spike Lee he's a goddamn nigga And while you're at it pass the lotion And fapping and Xbox Live that fun Before I cum I'm calling your sister When she comes over I take picture Instantly put it on Instagram And suplex her off a building if I get banned Bring back the horns that was played in the beginning And tell Tony Parker that I found his vision And if he's tripping off my sneak dissing Then he has to deal with me and my minions Golf Wang prints always cover the sleeves From cuts for the Biebs 'cause he's puffin' the trees please Fuck I look like Got a new bike tire Never pop like the puss on a butch dyke Think I give a fuck I do go raw Then I bust in her jaw like My urethra hole that I pee from Bigger than the obese neck on Aretha Now turn that snare down I'm back like I'm Rosa Parks fare on the same damn bus How many fags can a lightbulb screw Well if it has a dick maybe two or six Shoot through Wayne LaPierre's hair with a crucifix How many ladies in the house How many ladies in the house without a rich nigga huh A little Jergens in my palm for the jerkin' Hope my mom don't catch me tryna set mood Little Redtube fuck lotion I don't need lube dry fist suits me Up and down the friction makes a squeaky sound the shit's kind of disgusting Fap time and before I flatline Clancy chimes in my room and catch me This shit's so damn embarrassing like Yeah sorry I needed something Clean that shit up we're going to the office Stand out guy him don't need no chair Well where the fuck him at 'Cause nigga I'm right here I don't shop at the mall all y'all just Dumb mothafucka I'm a goddamn artist You can give me some markers and I'll draw you a closet Nigga fresh to death like he got dressed in a coffin Cons overalls and a striped shirt The boy drips swag like a broken faucet It's runnin' nigga I'm runnin' shit That cherry be the bomb like he ran in Boston Won't stop 'til the cops surround him One nigga jiggy and the other awesome With his fuckin' face blown off that's how they found him From my other fuckin' business ventures These niggas these days Actin' like some bitches like they're fuckin' with ya Teeth is glistenin' Jesus Christmas He just shittin' she exquisite bitches be expensive And I don't even need attention Fuck global warming my neck is so frio My mom say she worried because I'm so ill I should stay in bed but got too much bread To make she said watch my weight So I stayed home and start eatin' some meals Get out of my way boy that's McLaren Satan's getting jealous of the wolves the demons say they preferring us Books on not giving a fuck is what they're referring us Wolves I know you heard of us we're murderers And young enough to get the fucking priest to come and flirt with us You niggas rap about fucking bitches and getting head Instead I rap about fucking bitches and getting heads While you niggas stacking bread I can stack a couple dead Bodies making red look less of a color more of a hobby I'm not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racist I fuck bitches with no permission and tend to hate shit Brag about the actions in a rhyming pattern matter Then proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her chatterbox Atta boy Odd Future you're not in our categore Torture with the super soaker at the asian liquor store This the type of shit that make a Chris Brown want to kick a whore That make songs about the wet blockers when it rains and pours I hate this screaming fuck patience Got a nigga shaking like the calmest fucking Haitian After chronic masturbation asking where Mary-Kate went I want to be the reasons why all lesbians hate dick I make this damn Bullwinkle the red moose She running 'round this motherfucking dungeon her legs loose Until I accidentally get the saw to her head oops Victim honey you're my fifth one Honey on that topping when I stuff you in my system Rape a pregnant bitch and tell my friends I had a threesome You got a fucking death wish I'm a genie it'll get done Nice to meet you but it's more pleasant to eat you With a leaf of salad and some dressing pouring out a teacup Bitch I'm Tyler the Creature suck your feet up like a beach of leeches Rubber more than the fucking bottom of a sneaker Jeeper the fucking creeper get your daughter and keep her In the jeeps where the Wolf Gang rides around deeper Take her to Ladera now she's scared and you're embarrassed Filled with terror chop her legs off and tell her to run some errands Put her eyes in a canteen take her to the Berrics Stare at Steve say it costs ten to fuck Eric Put her in the lake her body sinks great now it's time to fish her like Derek Satan says we're dangerous we're trading kids for angel dust And snuff and sniff and now that Michael Jackson's trying to suck our dick Hippopot the fucking llamas dead bodies cheerleading squaders Gave the team a bunch of fucking bees and the Keke Palmer They will never catch him or catch up They asked me what it was I told them fuckers it was ketchup Nutty like my Chex mix she bleeding from her rectum Odd Future wolves stirring ruckus throwing sets up yep This the type of shit that make children break in apartments When you tell a fucking orphan you don't love them 'til they heart thin Starve her 'til I carve her then I shove her in the Rover Where I cut her like a barber with a Parkinson's disorder Store her in a portable freezer with me to Portland Catch me with a bunch of fucking Mexicans crossing the border I'll be the only wetback who ain't really touched the water 'Cause I'll be too fucking busy tryna flirt with Jesus' daughter I'm awesome and I fuck dolphins Sicker than the starving Nigerian kids barfing Odd Future Wolf Gang Nazi bar mitzvah With your sister at the bar playing leg and arm twister Evident that I'm the shit I'm the Pooh like Tigger dick Animal safari if I offend you I'm sorry Because I'm the blackest skinhead since India Arie I don't smoke weed so no need for the matches I said fuck coke and now I'm snorting Hitler's ashes I plan on either dying for suicide or my asthma Being the only bastard in a box logo casket Rashes on my dick from licks of shishkabob Sagets Catch me in my attic taking photos of my dad's dick Drop the beat here to make it extra climactic 911 call me some time My thirst levels are infinity and beyond Sippin' on that lemonade I need a Beyonce Can't see straight these shades are Celine Dion Sucks you can't gas me up shout out to Elon Musk yeah I got a sold out show Crowd wild out but don't matter 'cause you not front row I've been lookin' for a keeper listen to the speaker If you fit description hit me on my beeper But that don't mean nothing Nothin' nothin' without you shotgun in the passenger I'm the loneliest man alive But I keep on dancing to throw 'em off I'm gon' run out of moves 'cause I can't groove to the blues If you know any DJs tell 'em to call me at 911 Forreal you need to go somewhere like get some bitches or something I can't even lie I've been lonely as fuck They say the loudest in the room is weak That's what they assume but I disagree I say the loudest in the room Is prolly the loneliest one in the room Attention seeker public speaker Oh my God that boy there is so fuckin' lonely Writin' songs about these people Who do not exist he's such a fuckin' phony One thing I know is that I wanna Win so bad but I'm not Chicago Heart is low it's real low it's so low You can't lift me up I'm like Gallardo From the start it's been real dark It's been so dark I guess that you could call me charbroiled huh I'm playin' like Hasbro I'm really Saari call me Arto Crashed the McLaren bought me a Tesla I know you sick of me talkin' 'bout cars But what the fuck else do you want from me That is the only thing keepin' me company Purchase some things until I'm annoyed These items is fillin' the void Been fillin' it for so long I don't even know if it's shit I enjoy Current battle as an adult My partner is a shadow I need love do you got some I could borrow Fuck it I could find some tomorrow But that never comes Like a vasectomy what have I done I got the talent the face and the funds Found myself long ago but I haven't found someone Mirror mirror on the wall The loneliest of them all Cupid actin' stupid Do you got another number I could call Never had a pet I've never had a pet There's more fish in the sea But I never had a goldfish to begin with I never had a dog So I've never been good with bitches 'Cause I never threw a ball fetch I never had a pet that's where it stems from I bet Treat me like direct deposit Check in on me sometime Ask me how I'm really doin' So I never have to press that 911 These clothes they free though Straight from the back of the Supreme store Don't give a fuck about these hoes Hold on hold on hold on run that shit back I want the black kids to like me for this one man Bitch I'm with the fucking extras Big dog cup full of egg nog Don't give a fuck 'bout shit but clips and Camp Flog Gnaw These clothes they free though Straight from the back of the Supreme store Don't give a fuck about these hoes They just slob knob in New York shows Thirsty for the clips till I'm not flow Pusha Georgia trip bitch I got it poppin' Me and Jasper going coffin shopping Hoes see the board be a lotta boxes Bitches see the boy and they mouth be frothing Chain is glossing Wolf Gang Golf Wang yeah them niggas is swell Tighter than a straight nigga going to jail Locked in a box nigga off them socks I can finally afford the bail My bitch isn't bad She's pretty normal looking with a real nice ass Now hop off my dick what it be Bitch Mob Task Force Lil B nigga Speaking of the devil Y'all niggas cornier than kettle Y'all couldn't smoke crack or heroin In a Black Ops plane and reach my level Ate some bugs and I made some carats Fuck y'all niggas' bullshit y'all cherish I'm twenty-one I threw a party but Y'all niggas thought it was a game We shutting the motherfucking shit down now nigga It's over for you bitch niggas I'm here with my nigga nasty Nak' Mr. Versace Wolf Haley in this motherfucker Jasper The Motherfucking Dolphin And my nigga Mike G We taking this shit over Its shut down for you bitch niggas I got the Tec-9 Im bustin' at y'all bitches heads nigga Fuck all you niggas It's getting hot in here Odd Future Wolf Gang bruh we Kill 'Em All Golf Wang sticker on that Trash Wang yeah you niggas know them seven letters long Yeah Wolf Gang up in this bitch Golf Wang up in this bitch Litter Life up in this bitch banging on your motherfuckin' FM Nigga fuck you thought this was nigga What the fuck was that I'm watching Freaks and Geeks with the trampoline on the floor I'm tryna cop the new McLaren with the vertical doors nigga Money ain't the motive What's your name again Nobody knows it Don't speak to me nigga you not impo'tant I'm focused bring in the horns They say I'm nutty I'm picnic basket I'm short of a sandwich I'm peanut butter Boyce Watkin's a faggot please come and get me Said I suck him at your neck like a hickey boy I'm sicky Like a AIDS victim ain't nobody fuckin' with me I got banned from New Zealand whitey called me a demon And a terrorist goddammit I couldn't believe in it Ban a kid from a country I never fall never timber But you fucked up as a parent your child idol's a nigga I clearly don't give a fuck so you could run that shit back And fuck your loud pack And fuck your Snapchat The greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound And that shit gon' pop Just like that nigga that was never 'round Damn 'bout to drop Gas 'em up thick exhaust Young T came quick hard to beat dick is soft We ain't lyin' we the truth call him Simba beats his hooves Tyler The Creator sweatin' Jesus juice Put that fuckin' cow on my level 'cause I'm raising the stakes Mom I made you a promise it's no more section 8 When we ate it's the steaks now our section is great 'Cause that's the level I'm at my niggas pass 'em a plate 'Ye 'Cause Nike gave a lot of niggas checks But I'm the only nigga to ever check Nike Richer than white people with black kids Scarier than black people with ideas Nobody can tell me where I'm headin' But I feel like Michael Jordan Scottie Pippen at my weddin' They say I'm crazy but that's the best thing goin' for me You can't Lynch Marshawn if Tom Brady throwin' to me I made a million mistakes but I'm successful in spite of 'em I believe you like a fat trainer taking a bite or somethin' I wanna turn the tanks to playgrounds Yeah my nigga it's on it's on it's on it's on I know they told they white daughters I am the free nigga archetype I am the light and the beacon You can ask the deacon It's funny when you get extra money Every joke you tell just be extra funny I mean you can even dress extra bummy Cocaine bathroom break nose extra runny And I gave you all I got you still want extra from me Oxford want a full-blown lecture from me I studied the proportions Emotions runnin' at a Autobahn speed-level Had a drink with Fear and I was textin' God I gave you a big dick so go extra hard Hold your fuckin' ponies my homie I'll whip your donkey by my lonely I eat pussy like Shoney's It's Tunechi homie Master of Ceremonies I knock 'em down Domino effect no pepperoni I stick my Rolie in her mouth let the time come She got hair like Sheneneh and eyes like Wanda They be duckin' us niggas shout out to Donald Sterling Boy lets get a scrimmage I'll bring the Clippers And a couple owners that's kinda German You bring the nooses And a couple trees where the money grow And get bodies burnin' 'cause I'm tryna hang like I'm Mr. Cooper or Jews in Berlin or some niggas from Alabama Birmingham My new music's all over the street like Erick Sermon was Son you need Jesus but I heard he left Sunset to go on tour with Yeezus Well I'm prayin' for the new Yeezys And you pussies prayin' that we squash the beef like zucchini I know it ain't gain nor fame nor tame Or lame nor strange I'm not a fucking role model I'm a nineteen year old fucking emotional coaster with pipe dreams Since Kanye tweeted telling people he's bumping all of my shit These mothafuckas think I'm 'sposed to live up to something Shit I'm still jacking off and proceeding my life careless But getting more pussy 'cause I tell bitches I'm Wood Harris Philly to Paris I'm getting these weird stares At skateparks and airports all in a year it's weird Yonkers dropped and left them craniums mindfucked Now competition missing like that nigga my mom fucked He still hasn't called me yet But that's a whole fucking different argument shit I got over it And a couple bucks in my pocket so now I could go buy A couple hot pockets and grandma could stop cooking Them nasty ass collard greens pressure's on me like this top hat Bastard intro how the fuck I'm gonna top that Made a couple thou' and I just don't know what to buy yet The 'preme shit is free and I don't drink so fuck a wine set Nigga fuck a mindset my brain is an obscenity I'm fucked in the head I lost my mind with my virginity Oh that's a triple three six isn't he a devil worshiper 'Cause I'm too fucking ignorant to do some research I'm the star of the group So no one else gets the respect that they deserve 'cause of you What you think I record it for To have a bunch a critics call my shit a bunch of horrorcore Like I didn't make Parade or Inglorious 'Cause I'm too scared to tell my friends the way I really fucking feel Of course they only listen to lyrics about me pissin' off In the tombs of Lara Croft I'm getting pissed off Message boards are on my dick I need a pissing waiver Let me bust one in they mouth I know they full of flavor People excited thinking shit is so tight Getting co-signs from rappers that I don't even like What the fuck you want me to do Start to gobble his mic And start Jackson him off until his cack blasting off Fuck that These niggas ain't fucking with me 'Cause I don't listen to the Immortal of Tech-of-the-nique And all this underground bullshit that's never gon' peak On the Billboard Top twenty and Jam of the Week And some Waka Flocka Flame instead of that real hip hop That's bull-of-the-sheet but they want to critique Everything that we Wolf Gang has ever released But they don't get it 'cause it's not made for them The nigga that's in the mirror rapping it's made for him But they do not have the mindset that's same as him I'm not weird you're just a faggot shame on him Therapy's been sinning and niggas getting offended They don't want to fuck with me 'cause I do not fuck with religion You see that's my decision you fuckers don't have to listen Here put this middle finger in your ear When someone gets blamed 'cause some white kid had aimed his AK-47 At forty-seven kids I don't wanna see my name mentioned College wasn't working and I wasn't working So I was at home jerking off until my dick was hurting But I was determined to be great so those classes can wait 'Cause the four days that I went I wasn't learning shit Now I'm living dreams that I wanted since eight And can afford to get my mother something on her birthday They claim the shit I say is just wrong Like nobody has those really dark thoughts when alone I'm just a teenager who admits he's suicide prone My life is doing pretty good so that date is postponed for now Wow life's a cute bitch full of estrogen And when she gives you lemons nigga throw 'em at pedestrians I still live in my grandma's house Sell out a fucking show in London just to end up on couches I hate my fucking life but when I make that announcement My hero calls my phone just to put that in doubt then And then I am confused if I want in or just out My friends really think I'm playing when I say I need counseling I sit in grandmother's living room and just pout And shout loud inside sometimes I just want to die Odd Future came from the bottom And it's gonna take a couple armed armies tryna stop 'em All you fucking lames don't have to like me The devil doesn't wear Prada I'm clearly in a fucking white tee Day that I met you girl I knew that it was something special But I couldn't put my finger on it We met through mutual friends And this is where the story and confusion begin 'Cause I was at nirvana but I had to pretend that I wasn't There go the police man Do I leave out the back and Or do I answer real confused like Now me and she held hands She kissed my hand a couple times There's nobody at the door Fuck 'cause 'Cause girl you're perfect but you're too fucking young And when temptation calls my phone I never pick up And girl you stole my heart but you're too fucking young This is more than a crush I just might be in love A six year And with the on my skin I don't want to be another You bring me And you fill a void that was once missing And There go the police man Do I leave out the back and Or do I answer real confused like Now me and she held hands She kissed my hand a couple times There's nobody at the door 'Cause girl you're perfect but you're too fucking young And when temptation calls my phone I never pick up And girl you stole my heart but you're too fucking young This is more than a crush I just might be in love When you're thirty-five I'll be forty-one and when I'm twenty-seven you'll be twenty-one I'll probably run 'cause I'm fucking terrified Yo this is dumb you should find someone else I'm not the one for you shit I'm still growing up by myself And mentally you're older than me and that shit doesn't help 'Cause if they see you with T they'll think T needs some help So when you mention hang I'm thinking about a tree and a belt And I don't want no relation shit no relation Ship when my dick is longer than my attention Span it's gonna suck your shit it's that kitchen fan It splattered on me like my dick in my hand What I'm still fucking off not good at ducking off Because I found a goose that I like but I'm still running off She gon' want a nest that's why I cannot get fucking caught That's a scary word you could save that shit for the birds But I found my wings fuck I really like you I don't know what to do And when temptation calls I never pick up And girl you stole my heart but you're too fucking young Funny thing about this is by the time you hear this It won't even matter I'll be in the clear Boy I know that we could be more Than just friends but you're scared Boy I know that we could be more Than just friends but you're scared I know that there could be Somethin' for you and me What's your philosophy You're scared scared And I exit and wait a while Just say the word girl Can't you see the answers are all there But I'm just too blind to see You and I are cut from different fabric I wonder why I wonder why girl Don't be too material to see But I'm just too blind to see Somehow this world is such a struggle just to be Fuck 'em all baby it's just you and me But you're too fuckin' young And girl I know that you're the one for me Fuck 'cause you're too fuckin' young And girl I know that you're the one for me And it hurts it fuckin' hurts 'Cause you're too fuckin' young And girl I know that you're the one That you're the one for me 'Cause you're too fuckin' young And girl I know that you're the one for me yeah Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature Fuck you think I made Odd Future for To wear fucking suits and make good decisions Fuck that nigga Wolf Gang Who the fuck invited Mr. I Don't Give a Fuck Who cries about his daddy in a blog because his music sucks Well you fucking up and truthfully I had enough And fuck rolling papers I'm a rebel bitch I'm ashing blunts Full of shit like I ate that john Come on kids fuck that class and hit that bong Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit Like Ellen DeGeneres clitoris is playing with dick I'm jealous as shit 'cause I ain't got no home meal to come to I got ten of these Kennedy's Not Dom but if I was a Dahm I would be Jeffery 'preme hat the color of a leprechaun with leprosy It's fucking immaculate the way your daughter smacking dicks Surprised she hasn't taken gymnastic dick inside her alley oop The Golf Wang hooligans is fucking up the school again And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again I'm going harder than a midget jumping over me Chronic youth I'm shoving blunt wraps in bitches ovaries Punches to the stomach where that bastard kid supposed to be Fuck a mask I want that ho to know it's me ugh My love is gone for you mami you could ride in hearses I'm sick in the brain dumb bitch can you nurse this Uh fuck church they singing and the shit ain't even worth it In the choir whores and liars scumbags and the dirt bitch You told me God was the answer When I ask him for shit I get no answer so God is the cancer I'm stuck in triangles looking for my angel Kill me with a chainsaw and let my balls dangle Triple six is my number you can get it off my Tumblr It was hilarious well it ain't fucking funny now I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground I step through the stomach replace the baby with some fucking pounds My baby daddy shoot bricks the nigga also shoot rounds 'Cause if I shoot blanks oops thanks I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank Free Earl that's the fucking shit And if you disagree suck a couple pimple-covered dicks Um Wolf Gang that's the fucking clique Golf Wang kill them all nigga triple six We don't need y'all The Fader's who we really fucking with bitch And we don't fucking make horrorcore you fucking idiots Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box Wolf Gang Papa ain't call even though he saw me on TV it's all good But now my balls balls deep in this broad's jaw Swallow girl it's just nut Bitches scared to let me smash on they ass Yeah they heard I'm fuckin' nuts like the swag of a fag Like me and Tekeli was gagging in the back of the cabin Camp Flog Gnaw nigga you can tell by the badge I'm sick of hacking and coughing I'm often this fucking awesome I'm animal Noah's arking all from this rapping nonsense Get shit poppin' like Peter's pores during puberty Take bets on how quick Tyler can reach maturity Cussing out Siri like a waitress with no patience Oh you want a tip bitch well here's my dick for gratiturity bitch I tumble-crush on huzzy sluts give money up then nutty butt Professor Nutty Buddy Klump gets petty when you touch his lunch Like what the fuck I'm drunk as fuck turn the fucking music up So I can't hear these stupid fucks talk-no-walk let you discuss You're talking too much Who the fuck are you to us Uterus I put that on my pubes and nuts if I don't begin moving up I'm shooting up you and her crew on turf new desert I can see the bitch in a nigga through his shirt I can smell the whore on a bitch when she walk around my crew to flirt It's on ya' shoulder lose the dirt yeah it's the movement first Fuck a human nurse I'm ill I used this earth to infuse the birth Of my scrotum on the Channel ten news my only motive is to Skip to my Lou get hip to the pew You can drink piss and eat a dick in a few the sickening view Of visuals woo I'll eat your ribs I'm a wolf Then meet your kids after school and give them drugs 'cause it's cool fucker Hodgy fuck this beat nigga let's smoke weed That shit I need be the shit that's green A little purple and pink come get some Swisher Sweets About three or four more than needed be I got a eighth I could face I got a blunt flavored grape I hate the grape I could taste it when I'm inhaling the vapes You could smell us in places when we walk in our clothing is always covered in flakes Enough for two shake blunts and what the fuck is this Uh I think this Mary is laced my heart is beating at paces That Pacquiao can't relate I'm fucking faded like gradients Shit I'm stuck like tape that's super glued To the center of Kelly Price first waist It's like my first date with Mrs. Mary the shit is scary The paranoia from this marijuana's very heavy I'm lifted Fainted by my fifth hit Lionel pass the sherm Let's use the Philly as a dipstick for this bath salt you dipshit Uh addicts arise when I arrive In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise Fat sack of knives in the passenger side Bitch reach for the door get your access denied I'm not an asshole I just don't give a fuck a lot The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox Red Riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock We the niggas you scared of like bad dentists Flow is anthemic dirty like it's plants in it Sick spit a pandemic crack and cancer mixed with cannabis To have a bitch ready to stab a clit with some glass and shit Your whole gang'll be diminished bunch got the Brady's in it Spit sick shit like my saliva got the rabies in it Fuck rap I'll be a landlord so I can rape the tenant's daughter Leave my house with a new stomach and a baby in it Face it me and Ace is sick like malaria carrier Jim Carrey her to the cemetery to bury her Listen busters scarier when I finger fuck her After I dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard Rihanna haircut somebody tell Chris Brown to fuck me up Had to teach the bitch manners now I gotta learn her I'll beat the fuck out your bitch anonymous Ike Turner Over sloppy seconds is my preference Except for when I'm feeding on the flesh of a pedestrian Nessy loch monster stop Will he though Probably not Silly hoes lick my balls like FIFA lollipops Get the certain tingle eating Haagen Dazs With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle Watch an Animal Planet document on the Eagles Your grind's feeble I'm regal really I'm Willy Smith I am Legend a snicker dick in a vanilly chick Come take a stab at it faggot I pre-ordered your casket This is known as a classic yeah that chapped lips crack shit Hat is always forest so the bitches call me Gump But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her Fuck her in a Hummer while I rape her then I put her in a slumber It's not a figure of speech when I tell you that I dumped her Known narcissists sipping on arsenic Carved carcasses in the garage don't park in it Hard as finding retarded kids at Harvard It's Wolf Gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit Over the edge yeah I hide in a potato sack 'Cause I'm cold as ice like Anasia when she fucking Traq I'm the type to put you down to bring myself up So when I rape a bitch I hold her down and get my best nut The reincarnation of ninnety-eight Eminem Pay attention I'm stabbing your women friends like a gentlemen Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again White girl you can ask her what the dick be like At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike Fuck it moron snorting oxycontin wearing cotton Oxymoron like buff faggots playing sissy dykes This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop Dirty crack pipes lit bullshit to stop halt Boss broke spouse choke blouse open Sly's little shop of horrors now showing I hate gays gangbangers and fucking jerkers Unless it's gay gangbangers that's fucking jerkers Whoa yo yo no homo I'm not gay faggot Odd Future Wolf Gang Wu-Tang banging in your system Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system Let me say this shit in slow-mo homo You don't fucking skate take off that box logo What the fuck I look like saying I'm sorry To a bunch of fucking fags that can't potentially harm me I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations By the way I got sixty fucking wolves that'll guard me That skate hard Thrash black hoodies try something Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a Glad bag Fuck all your opinions I'm tyin' 'em with a shoestring And fuck the fat lady it's over when all the kids sing Fuck cops I'm a fucking rock star Rebel and defiance makes my motherfucking cock hard Fuck pigs fuck guards all some fucking retards Fuck school I'm a fuck up Fuck Harvard I ain't got no fucking money I ain't got no motherfucking daddy he ain't teach me shit Child support ain't come that faggot still ain't bought me anything Fuck the fat lady it's over when all the kids sing Uhm I said the party isn't over We could still dance but I don't have no rhythm So fuck it take a chance with me The party isn't over we could still dance girl But I don't have no rhythm So fuck it take a chance with a nigga Uhm I said the party isn't over We could still dance but I don't have no rhythm So fuck it take a chance with me The party isn't over we could still dance girl But I don't have no rhythm So fuck it take a chance with a nigga All I needed was a stick grab the marshmallows Motherfuckers getting lynched and burned I earned it my Flog Gnaw badge is looking good On this brand new jacket The donuts on the flag waving over the cabin Now grab them graham crackers and pass them over here Hurry quickly I need a piece of Hersheys Darker than the corners of the bushes we be lurking I centered the mellow over the graham Heated it too long now it's melting over my hand Fuck it I'll bite it I burnt it but I liked it Camping with my niggas its so fucking exciting We're making smores by the campfire You remind me of my bimmer A lot of trunk space the perfect two seater And you got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter You remind me of my bimmer See your ignition baby girl I'm trying to key up And your head lights are off I'm trying to see 'em But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter So let me start it up and smash Pop some Tame Impala your man got a lame Impala And I'm sharing Slurpees and you ain't even begin to swallow You're fucking nuts green top we coupled up Run my fingers through em as you wax and buff my muffler 'Cause I fingered you you think the fucking ring is coming up Maybe I don't know I think you're chill Riding on my pegs and my back against your legs And a seatbelt is needed if I get between 'em yeah You remind me of my bimmer A lot of trunk space the perfect two seater And you got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter You remind me of my bimmer See your ignition baby girl I'm trying to key up And your head lights are off I'm trying to see 'em But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter So let me start it up and smash Hey Dad it's me um Oh I'm Tyler I think I'd be your son Sorry I called you the wrong name see my brain's splitting Mom was only twenty when you ain't have any fucks to spare You Nigerian fuck now I'm stuck with this shitty facial hair Also stuck with a beautiful home with a case of stairs So you not being near fucking fire-started my damn career But fuck it I got Clancy he gave me the chance to see A world I wasn't supposed to I'm stoked that I didn't know you But sucks you ain't give a fuck and considered a sperm donor now The fuck is an Okonma I'm changing my shit to Haley And I just ain't being passive nigga You a fucking faggot nigga Got a show on Monday guess who ain't getting no passes nigga But if I ever had the chance to ask this nigga And call him Suck my fucking dick and swallow this case of nuts Ace hates your guts I'm a selfish fuck And I ain't sharing green as if I'm facing blunts Frank is out the closet Hodgy's an alcoholic Syd might be bipolar but fuck it I couldn't call it Supposed to be gone til November but quickly came back in August I left two months through September to clearly remember all this I would like to tell my grandma but she just nostalgia I'll call her number But she won't answer You claim to hate my fucking guts But say I'm on a island in Thailand and I was wilding And if I got stranded had to man up and hold my nuts And hope that I could live off salt water and fucking coconuts Phone ain't got no service this 3G is fucking worthless Day is getting dark like the area's turning urban You'll be fucking nervous like me inside Heavy on my mind All my friends lost They couldn't read the signs I didn't wanna talk and tell 'em my location And they ain't wanna walk Truth is since a youth kid thought it was a phase But it's still goin' on Big fan of the beige tan Polka dot nose how it goes Had to keep it on the subwoofer A couple butterflies wanna float This is a crucial subject matter Sensitive like cookin' batter 'Til the temperature that's risin' Steppin' on that ladder tryna Grab the rings of Saturn I'ma Planet by the time you hear this Shit and chatter 'bout the heat It will not fuckin' matter Went to Six Flags six fags came up So I'm sitting there posing with Travis Devon With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it on So fucking annoyed 'cause I missed Goliath 'Cause some kid said I was there then they caused a riot Now I'm surrounded by a twenty-five hound of fuckers tryna get a photo All because they noticed the top with the box logo And them fucking ears guarantee they didn't even hear Bastard No bitch don't you see me tryna buy a fucking churro See I used to give a fuck until my cock would bleed Now I'm the happiest I think I'll ever ever be My life is just like yours no father My momma must have forgot to stop with a popped condom In school I was the one that was thinking outside boxes So everybody in them would say that I got problems So when I heard you say it I said it back like fuck 'em You're an inspiration to niggas like me Not the niggas who like you just 'cause of lyrics and beats I'm talking 'bout the niggas who don't know where they're going to be Not in summer but of course I was holding a heat Gun on the edge of my feet I heard that first piano chord And it drew me in like predators carrying treats See me and you we go together like snare and a beat I mean snare and a kick drum see my forearm I carved OF on it this morning with a glass shard On my green mini ramp that I built in my backyard That's hard that scar from playing air guitar When I see you play at the Roxy Tyler I love you wanna be just like you I think about your face and I don't even fucking try to Wish I had a basement meant for me to hide you We could play Xbox and listen Eminem and eat donuts Over conversating 'bout what church does Come up with weird-ass videos with roach bugs I'm straight edge too so no drugs on this trip And Raquel that bitch you should've killed that bitch You should've took me instead See if you can't have her then he shouldn't neither And if I can't have you then she shouldn't either No one should see you but me in your t-shirt I worship you until the fucking wrinkles on my knees hurt Odd Future Wolf Gang Golf Wang Flog Gnaw free Earl mobbing I know it seems like I'm just slobbing on your knob But I'm just a fan and I ain't losing my fucking noggin I ain't got a job and I went out and bought Goblin about 5 times I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees I like pants that's cut I like words like fuck I got your pics on my wall with the mouth cut out Now paper cuts on my balls because your dick's in my jaw And I hit you on Twitter about ten minutes a day And now I'm bitter 'cause you don't even reply with a hey In my car all alone speakers waking up neighbors All right my nigga calm down it's getting weird take this pic So I can get on Colossus line as slow as molasses No nigga I see you're loving my shit And I appreciate the fact that you would suck on my dick But I'm not gay so it's awkward now I'm grouchy like Oscar After spilling some shit on his newest pair of beige Dockers I'm grateful that it worked I attacked and I conquered Yeah whatever but I had a fucking blast at that concert I was at the Boston one I got a t-shirt from Sagan Boy my bedroom floor is a cereal burial I'm serious I ate 'em all dry boxes bodies yeah I caught 'em If we're talkin' 'bout real meals ask my stomach he ain't saw 'em I've been in this fuckin' room so long My eyeballs are turning to drywall My friends suck fuck 'em I'm over 'em Bored and getting desperate as hell Cellular not amusing and I hope someone will Message me with some plans that are amusing as well 'Cause I haven't seen the exit of these walls since before this morning Got some cars I can handle but nowhere for performance My stomach angry and yellin' I need some food I could order But I hate eating solo Need someone we can loiter in parking lots As sunsets at the border yeah Ringy dingy dong I can't be alone I been starting to feel like I don't know anyone So now I'm staring at my ceiling fuckin' going Like I have no idea where I'm going 'Cause boredom got a new best friend Boredom got a new best friend 'Cause boredom got a new best friend Knock-knock mothafuck it's me Mr. Clusterfuck What when where how like who gives a fuck Ain't been this fucking sick since brain cancer ate my Granny up Rest in peace or lie in it life ain't got no light in it Darker than that closet that nigga Frankie was hiding in Open it dope in it Bobby where's my fucking pipe Dress my little dick as Ike twenty says I hit your wife This is life truthfully I just want to fly some kites Grab Salem and Slater and go around riding bikes Get some ice cream Golf Wang Roscoe's for the night To skate around and do annoying shit that older peeps despise Nigga fuck it though going hard as riga mo Got a nigga dollars and a couple cracker kids at shows Cracked a couple kids in the head with this cast Had a blast out Europe had a Swedish bitch licking toes That's how it goes designing clothes Cats on everything cats on everything You think all this money will make a happy me But I'm 'bout as lonely as crackers that supermodels eat Everybody's sparking but me and I keep coughing Can't keep calm in this spot's hot box and I'm getting nauseous Hop in the car ride to Saugus and head straight to the office Pissed off at Jasper because that's some faggot shit called Pink Dolphin I roll here on a mean unicorn Green hat Vans Golf top is the team uniform Downing that Capri Sun tighten my bandana up Something like a lez I'm forgetting my damn manners 'cause I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy When you're alone thoughts start coming in Punching in that dark lock box and they start rummaging Shit you've got to battle with wishing they could skedaddle But it makes your shadow say none fun and grab the gun again I needed to get out of the house So I hit the Dead Sams and we went biking it out In a black hoodie with an Arizona and a bag of Skittles Just to see what all that fucking hype is about Now everytime you see a roach you think of me ay 'Cause everytime I see one I think what his parents would say In court saying I ate him I wasn't present that day I was with Whitney smoking sitting at the dock of the bay I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip Do you know how weird it is knowing I make a bunch of cheese While my friends can't afford little pizzas from Little Caesars And their whole goal is to roll up and smoke bowls So I don't feel bad when they not eating Wolf Haley got more methods than Pinkman I'm never civil fuck Lincoln 'Preme out the bag it's no wrinkles I'm okie dokie and loopy and booboo nana and caca If you think I'm fucking koo-koo try talking to my shrink then My only problem is death Fuck heaven I ain't showing no religion respect Brain damage therapy's the only thing I regret Talking to me is like a fucking body missing a neck But I'm surprised I ain't pop off my top off Life is a bitch and my cock's soft the Glock's cocked My hands tremble my finger slipped the wall's red Her life is fucked she's sad now her son is dead I told her I'm her worst nightmare This is hell you don't ever gotta fight fair My spirit floats around in the night air Or in your day dreams that's how death seems I told her I'm her worst nightmare This is hell you don't ever gotta fight fair My spirit floats around in the night air Or in your daydreams that's how death seems When I was younger I would smile a lot I'm getting older getting bolder but a wiser top Now I'm drunk driving lap's full of Budweiser tops Life is a movie and you're just a prop They begged me to stop but I listen like deaf drums Love I don't get none that's why I'm so hostile to the kids that get some My father called me to tell me he loved me I'd have a better chance of getting Taylor Swift to fuck me Annoying and I'm ugly most niggas wanna punch me I'm surprised the fucking doctor even touched me Feel like Humpty you hoping that I'll fall Fuck y'all I'm Ace I'm parentless odd kinda arrogant Ignorant as fuck offend people for the hell of it Because I am the devil fucker get on my level Doughnuts and keys and kick-flips Supremes and markers I told her I'm her worst nightmare This is hell you don't ever gotta fight fair My spirit floats around in the night air Or in your day dreams that's how death seems I told her I'm her worst nightmare This is hell you don't ever gotta fight fair My spirit floats around in the night air Or in your daydreams that's how death seems All because a nigga just don't give a fuck Parents wanna blame me all because their kid is fucking up But fuck that you're a shitty parent face it suck it up That's what you should've did before that nigga bust huh Feel like I missed my little brother growing up Feel like my little brother missed his brother growing up But this is Golf Wang like he missed his family growing up I got a little taller since the last time you seen me bruh Now I'm emo so fuck it I'm pouring up But I never had a drink My nigga Jasper said if I drink and get drunk enough I won't feel the feelings I be feeling when I'm sobered up But that's a fucking lie why would he say that I'm As emotionally straight as Travis when he About another guy but this is Golf Wang do or die I finally had a family Domo's in another state and where the fuck is Riley Now you niggas wanna be nice because the labels wanna sign me But before the co-signing and you fuckers couldn't find me Fuck that I hope you die in a fiery death The other ear I got Tron Cat asking where the bullets and the bombs at So I can kill these levels of stress shit They say that I'm shock value How about you hop off cock and turn volume down I haven't got around to telling my mom shit 'Cause I don't know how to All I want is her support but no it's the fights at home When mommy cusses out cousin some knifes get shown Now she's really fuckin' pissed so the knives get thrown And hit her in her fucking neck now her throat's all gone Looking like a fucking monster from the Twilight Zone Then they wonder why I stay at Travis' pad with a backpack For the whole week full of plastic-wrapped black tees And deodorant like his house is my home I could live with the same hat And the same flat-screen TV watching Flapjack And the same bacon and waffles on a nice Saturday Where I skate with the same fucking friends that Didn't give a fuck about fame or a name oh Email full of emails I never write back Ain't kill myself yet and I already want my life back I told her I'm her worst nightmare This is hell you don't ever gotta fight fair My spirit floats around in the night air Or in your day dreams that's how death seems One shot two shots one gun two cops I'm blowin' them flu shots couldn't kill me with two top rockers You're on the side of faggots and cock blockers I'm on the side of bad-ass kids and the top notches I'm Barney dinosaur Harley of a human 'Cause I'm shrooming with the bangers and the carneys You niggas can't harm me 'cause y'all know that We at the fuckin' Dirty like it's laundry Fuck off me man fuck I don't know it's like I'm a different person at times Sometimes I'm fucking mad sometimes I'm not It's like I got a fucking voice in my head Telling me to do all this fucked up shit man I don't fucking know man He tells me to do this shit that I don't wanna fucking do Tron Cat Crack fucked up the world and I wonder if they realized the damage I mean they come from an era who made a lot of money of that shit I wonder if it fucked with their conscience It fucked with me being out there I couldn't stand it I couldn't stand seeing people fucking themselves up like that on the shit And that's where the money came from If you really need some blow I can get it for the low Shit is getting warmer on that corner Your mother is a goner I warned you before you supersized my fries with that dollar You got a daughter shit's getting harder The only thing you wanna bunk her was your freedom You can't afford to get caught up but you in too deep And the seashore ain't saw ya You got a mother she don't support you But you bought her a new house 'cause you love her Growing up you barely had a roof Now you got a couple and it doesn't have a roof I guess you're accustomed what you're used to So you bought two nigga They coming for you nigga Niggas be hating I'm doing them bitches Like Susan and Karen be doing your pockets And running the man and he's losing his fucking mind and it's all an illusion Who was alludin' all of this potent I am the reason your family is using and shooting up it's my fault You can blame me motherfucker for killing your aunties and uncles The hustle and hunger all I wanted was a cheeseburger And a little chain tuck didn't realize this game fucked up some lives But other than that I'm fine I got a little money in my pocket Nigga we broke as fuck Homie got a chop shop I stole that truck Motherfuckers hope this nigga go broke But like my work I give no fucks I'm sorry She could have been a doctor nigga I'm sorry Could have been an actor and won that Oscar said I'm sorry I sold that soap and I killed black folk I'm sorry But I got a nice car put my sister through school While my momma all cool I'm sorry I'm in too deep and I can't see the shore I'm sorry You get addicted to the flip we used to call it You get addicted to the flip the transaction the hustling Even more than the money it's just your job You feel like it's your duty to be the man in between the man And make this happen for that person and to do this and do that You become the go to guy forever and next thing you know you're in too deep Way too deep scare the shit out of you You wind up with so much work that you'd be scared to death It's important for us to realize man we gotta get out of that man Dudes is buying choppers to shoot down people that look just like them Dudes is buying guns to take down each other nobody wins Ya know what I mean I was sixteen when we first laid eyes Scrawny little fucker yeah I was that guy And you was down for the weekend I was down for the greetings And you eyes the same color shit that Jasper be chiefing Couple freckles on ya noses roses made you blush Gentleman I was like I wasn't tryna fuck But it was my first offical date so I was stuck like It was past curfew and we was at the Grove And it was raining and I had to be home And then you grab my hand talking about tryna get home safe or something All I remember was your motherfucking face I play in your hair as you rub on my ears Then we awkwardly stare until our lips locked Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked Now it's awkward in here because our lips locked Feels like i'm floating in air Can't believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked Man this feels like a dream because our lips locked You officially put my feelings inside a Ziplock bag You gotta a nigga sprung whenever I'm holding your hand and Making eye contact I feel like the damn man 'Cause even though I am and get round of applauses I'm insecure and start to think that I do not stand chance But moments wish that I can own it or lease it or clone it 'Cause holding your fingertips is golden I fucking love you now treat my palms like a bowling ball and Grip and keep holding on girl I play in your hair as you rub on my ears Then we awkwardly stare until our lips locked Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked Now it's awkward in here because our lips locked Feels like i'm floating in air Can't believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked Man this feels like a dream because our lips locked You officially put my feelings inside a Ziplock bag You got a niggaWait Don't think this is going to work Things got complicated and a couple feelings got hurt I haven't talked to you in a couple of days I got too comfortable And started to think that we was really a couple But hey at least there was time spent But by the time you hear this you won't know what these rhymes meant But when you realize its awkward your name still my password So I'm always fucking reminded You got a nigga sprung You're my girlfriend you're my girl girlfriend you're my girl You're my girlfriend Right now we got some new music only here on Golf Radio We're going to dance And exercise And have some fun I ain't got time for these niggas Better throw a watch at the boy Had my boys in this bitch looking like a seminar Who the fuck you talking to motherfucker Boy I ain't got time for these bitches Better throw a clock at these hoes Have these hoes in this bitch looking for a waterhose Who the fuck you talking to motherfucker Boy I ain't got time Boy I need a Kleenex How I got this far Boy I can't believe it That I got this car so I take the scenic Passenger a white boy look like River Phoenix First happy birthday You bitch ass nigga yup I'm thirsty Them little shots that you threw they ain't hurt me I ain't fuck with you bitch ass in the first place I ain't got time for these niggas Better throw a watch at the boy Had my boys in this bitch looking like a seminar Who the fuck you talking to motherfucker Boy I ain't got time for these bitches Better throw a clock at these hoes Have these hoes in this bitch looking for a waterhose Who the fuck you talking to motherfucker Boy I ain't got time Nat Turner would be so proud of me 'Cause all these motherfuckers got they style from me I bet they all looking from the crowd at me And if I ask them they would bow at me But you're a house nigga so you don't know How that shit go with my big lips and my big nose And my big dick and my short hair 'Cause you already know how slow my shit grow Been the man with a pickle plan niggas know the dill Next line will have 'em like Whoa I've been kissing white boys since two-thousands-and-four Four five six years ago sucked 'Cause Vans fucked up I'ma read commas you gon' leave comments Saying what I should have did but you ain't did nada You ain't important I'ma keep sporting All smiles over here Shout out to The Garden And I just handle all my business like a chess board And at them Golf boys That's my motherfucking set boy Hard pill to swallow like some thick soda Walk weird 'cause my pockets look like thick Yoda With a Skywalker riding 'round solar Anakin skin Sprite and my tint cola I'm getting neck from a broad like some big shoulders Till I bust like that 9 in ya heat holster Everything I say is hot bitch I speak toaster And the bread orthodox like I eat kosher Shout out to they gave a big loaf of Green bread got me chilling like a clean sofa What's that thick odor A young focused black boy oh silly me Better talk shit 'Cause I'm either in my Cons or my Golf shit Pants got a lil flood nigga pipe down I'm Lil Boosie Lil Boosie way I wipe down Listen man I'm that boy All you little niggas clones Boy I fill that void You better kill that noise Turn around and remap route When they see that boy with them big ears and that gap tooth I'm not crazy I'm a fuck oh shit Floopy goober motherfucker floopy fuckin' goober They ain't ready for what we 'bout to bring back They ain't ready for Tyler with the green hat I hope you stackin' I hope you puttin' some money to the side My nigga and payin' your taxes I hope you not incriminatin' you and your niggas On songs if you're trappin' I hope you dressin' yourself And not followin' niggas opinions on fashion I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't rented Just to get some comments on 'Gram Oh shit they are because you not the man Low self-esteem hide it in lean Xan every meal You fuckin' weak and you robbin' your plug You ain't got no plan but I'm not here to judge 'Cause apparently you're doin' your thing Your pants got a flood a little bit Katrina Oh you wearin' Vans and Supreme this season Stop lyin' to yourself nigga me the reason A little gooey with some nice sounds This little groupie want the pipe now Yeah she eatin' coochie kinda dyke now uh Got a new dirt bike wow I really want the La Ferrar' but shit Can't you lower the price down When it come to a vision they ain't got one Rolling Stone never gave me a cover so I ain't join no gang I said fuck them weapons Grabbed the keyboard Clancy crossed my path Cashed my first check and said fuck depression nigga Nigga what you scared for Everybody lean everybody gang though Nigga you a new slave I'm an old one Thanks to Ben Yang still walk around with chains on like You ain't seen no dick like mine Tell you dickheads I'ma go nuts niggas told me to grow up Never sip syrup shout my nigga Scooty Y'all don't want beef let us know he can eat that bread 'Cause he pushin' that mayo fuego Boy last album was a musical museum Somethin' always lost with you niggas like Liam Neeson boy you better run Here I come snortin' glitter portrait pictures I don't run with many 'cause their walk is bitter Niggas mad at T where the tall freckled white boys at 'Cause I don't fuck with niggas That's not my homie that's not me That's not my team nigga they're benchwarmers I am a stormer I am a trooper I am a Koopa bring the losses now you assume as I moved it I run the business I do not got time for niggas' opinions They fuckin' stupid don't need 'em don't want 'em I drop 'em they're deadweight them niggas useless Neck heavy like mothafuckin' bad news Thanks to Ben Baller walkin' with a hunchback I got a new white one that I worked hard for So the doors on my car doin' jump jacks My big bro Frankie got a Porsche My little brother Taco got a Bimmer If you see 'em around me they eatin' Get money nigga Get money All you funny lookin' niggas back the fuck up I wanted to add this I sit in room with a to do list Proceed to do and play acoustics you Sit around and look at me feelin' foolish Rollin' up and make excuses fuckin' losers Fuck them niggas Ayy man ayy man Ayy I just got one mothafuckin' question Why the fuck these niggas wanna look like me now Why the fuck these hoes wanna fuck a nigga like me now Why the fuck these niggas frontin' like niggas ain't been invented the swag they runnin' with Why the fuck is niggas actin' like niggas ain't the originators of this shit Man I tell these niggas they can die and suck a dick How was that Cool Man now they go I cut off some friends where they go I stick to the plan that's the goal Fuck these niggas man Paintjob look like ashy ankles on Django interior look mango Shotgun grape he look like mayo Golden voice on payroll neck all gold like Kayo Corp We aim at dorks get out the way yo Keep them bucks in banks like Yayo Swampy niggas out the bayou Pockets flooded y'all be dilute Watered down I'm Big Mac I'm quarter pound you chicken nugget Financial advisor buggin' Flower Boy is buzzin' I cut off some friends where they go I stick to the plan that's the goal Fuck these niggas man that's for sure Uno the shoe red with the blue Look like a flag what the fuck it do Like Ron Artest bitch we aim for your neck Give a fuck about you or your respect Yeah that way fuck your accolades But I made the cut like I pack a blade You could call me brush I've been makin' waves Since Ashley Banks' cousin had a fade Watts Riot in my blood nigga what's up And that pussy pink like the drink in my cup Lemonade yeah it's Minute Maid I been gettin' paid pockets gainin' weight Your bank statements on Mary Kate but that's up to you Tell Tim Chalamet to come get at me Skin glowin' clear of acne Diamonds see-through so holographic Red Ones look like Aidan Mackey Spent dinero like Taxi Driver Handmade is that thing with tires But I rode the bike and Vill tail behind me And he got the Cannon like he bagged Mariah Yeah we straight but if you wrinkle up the situation he will go grab the iron And he do what I says like Simon And my bitch mixed like jambalaya Man fuck with the fam we in Japan Bitch you're a bum see you don't understand Bitch I'm in Bel-Air been lookin' for land Need a spot in the hills not the beach need a pool Just to cool it I do need the grass not the sand Got enough rocks see check my hand And I got crack watch how I talk And it's still Wolf Gang bitch watch how I bark Wallace still trippin' on shit that I bought But I really do not care the cost 'cause okra She lives next door to the store that I loiter at We talk every night she cry to me about her guy And if we text I get pissed when I get no reply I know that she's the key to love She is who I'm thinking of when I am beating Richard up To mental images her face look The closest that I got was when I'm poking her on Facebook Video chats are so exciting 'Cause it's like she is inviting me to her world full of privacy I'm getting gassed up I think she's liking me She's gullible and I just wanna take it like a pirate I see her in class Not really two doors down but anytime that I pass To take a piss in a stall I picture us in the hall Locking lips on the wall her hand grabbing my dick My left hand on her tits ah my shit's getting hard From thoughts of dating this bitch Her name is my passwords fuck All my niggas got they bitches and stuff But all the bitches they fuck are known as bitches and sluts But she's special I know to y'all I come off as rough But I'm the nicest to her and I just want to concur A relation I want the cheesy dates at the movies And stupid walks at the beach and sharing straws in a cup I never had that so when we holding hands walking home I look past that the fact that she's fucking guys that I hate But things are looking great cut copy Last time we talked she said that her relationship was rocky Now that Mr. Fag is gone there's no one that can stop me From bagging her I got these tickets to the Roxy Next day metro's taking me home I see her in the cut at Wendy's but she's not alone Who's that guy Wait why the fuck he 'bout to kiss her Come to find out she got back with her nigga Damn fuck Fuck self-pity I feel so shitty I wanna text her in a jealous rage But if she reply to say anything I'ma smile I know What do I do with myself sit in my room for some days Play Xbox and piles full of wet socks Fuck that I could slander her name and then tell him I probably fucked Or I could tell him the truth and just say she ain't like me much But instead I lie and say she moved to Nebraska Take me back to November Hawaiian shirts in the winter cold water Yeah take me back to November wassup Can we go back to November Take me back to November Hawaiian shirts in the winter deep thoughts deep thoughts Naw take me back to November wassup What if Clancy fuckin' me over What if 'Who Dat Boy' is rhetorical and this shit is over What if I'm hustling backwards What if my accountant ain't payin' my taxes Fillin' his pockets and IRS show up asking me questions I couldn't answer 'cause I was too busy tryna make classics Boy ain't got no motherfucking classics What if my music too weird for the masses And I'm only known for tweets more than beats or All my day ones turn to three fours 'cause of track seven Fuck what if I get stuck What if I got comfortable I gotta keep it buck fifty What if I lost it all and ended up back in Ladera At them shitty apartments that's across the Bank of America Damn I would be hurtin' Writing all of these songs 'cause Wi-Fi wasn't working Last year in total I put out two verses But five-seven figures since then life's kinda perfect Oh is it really Oh is it really Bitch you know the dealy Really hilly willy tilly silly hold that billy how I Milly Rock When they can't relate him when they start to hate him They don't drive these cars so what's their ultimatum Tell me what's your November Is it a person Mine was the summer ninety-nine I remember the What if I thought the brake was the gas What if I crashed What if these deep thoughts was my last Let me pull over quick And drive back to November Take me back to November Hawaiian shirts in the Winter cold water cold water Yeah take me back to November wassup Can we go back to November Take me back to November Hawaiian shirts in the Winter deep thoughts deep thoughts Naw take me back to November wassup My November was those Odd Future Sundays where we used to just skate all day My November and I was performing and Lil Wayne rapped with me I think I cried that night My November was awesome I booked my first feature film My November was when I was gifted this Getz and Gilberto album My November was seeing Erykah Badu perform My November was when my brother took me to first concert ever My November was last summer when I fell in love with someone who fucked my whole world up showed me life through a different I wrote a song about you I want your opinion Opposite of my heart rate it slows down at the ending 'Cause the love I got for you has exceeded appearance the lyrics are Matter of fact I'ma just call you so you can hear it If you do answer I'll play it to state facts Although I already know the response you gon' say back At that point I'll hang up disappear and just stay back And if you don't I'll leave a voicemail with the playback Ain't nobody fucking with T but that just may be my ego But don't be too cool you might freeze Because niggas get stuck in the cold Shit weighs a ton water your garden my nigga and stunt Tell these black kids they could be who they are Dye your hair blue shit I'll do it too Look I smell like Chanel I never mall grip with my manicured nails I coconut oil the skin I keep the top low 'cause the follicles thinnin' But other than that man it feels like I'm winning Went from statistic to millionaire Then they forget when I get in my car Flower boy T nigga that's me Rooted from the bottom bloomed into a tree Took a little while nigga making leaves Keep 'em in the branches so my family can eat Favorite color green energy is strong Giving niggas life like birdies and the beez Dropping them seeds not what you want You don't know what I keep in the trunk Hated by everyone that's the way it seems I don't know what's shorter his damn temper or my self esteem I sit in my room and I listen to tunes I'm amused alone 'Cause none of the cool kids would let me join a team Depression's on the stalk again My best friend's an inhaler because it will not let me cough Whenever I am losing oxygen bully hand around my neck 'Cause he felt disrespected when I decided to talk again I brought that on myself see I should know my place But not at lunchtime see I know better then to show my face Around them but the day I do it'll be everywhere When I share these feelings finally they gon' fucking care Grab a couple friends start a couple riots Gather all the bullies crush them motherfuckers Odd Future hooligans causing up a ruckus It's us nigga I said it's us nigga Murder murder m-murder the last they heard of you Think that I'm some punk bully bitch who ain't gon' trouble you Well I'm gonna burst your bubble two times if you dont mind We came to get wild and style in these trench coats Don't start asking what's packing in these trench coats Just know if you start acting I'm grabbing for these trench coats My step-father called me a fag I'll show him a fag and I'll light a fire up in his ass And recently them assholes been fucking with me in class So I'ma keep them muhfuckers there and make sure they pass huh My prom date she dismissed my offer So I'mma her and toss her in the principal's office Oh now you wanna conversate with me try to be my friend Don't worry you'll probably never see them again Grab a couple friends start a couple riots Gather all the bullies crush them motherfuckers Odd Future hooligans causing up a ruckus We come in peace we mean no harm and we're inglorious We took their heads but we just took back what they took from us I guess we lost ours Music had nothing to do with my final decision I just really wanted somebody to come pay me attention But nobody would listen but stuffed animals that I had Since I was a kid but I'm growing up so they're missing I didn't mean to hurt anybody I'm sorry I wouldn't hurt a fly or consider joining the Army I'm hardly ever angry Roger Rabbit framed me Momma I'm the same fucking kid that you made see I don't wanna go to jail I just wanna go home And I want them fucking kids at school to just leave me alone And I I hear helicopters make a dip I'm fucking reloaded I told you all that I ain't taking shit You better back up before this Mac start to lift up I'll pump it like my inhaler when asthma begin to act up The difference between us and our class is tan khakis I got ninety-nine problems and all of them's being happy Got all the black bitches mad 'cause my main bitch vanilla She tryna get her groove back like Stella grab the umbrella When it comes to your perception of my shit I'm Helen Keller When it comes to the perfection of my shit I know you smell the Rectum I'm like a chromosome I always X 'em Like Wolverine stepson attacking a deadly weapon I'm opening a church to sell coke and Led Zeppelin And fuck Mary in her ass Yo I'm fucking Goldilocks up in the forest In the three bear house eating their mothafuckin' porridge I tell her it's my house give her a tour In my basement and keep that bitch locked up in my storage Rape her and record it then edit it with more shit Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging And please never disrespect my set With Canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus You little niggas better You getting money Better What time is it huh If you got my shit you better check my French motherfucker I'm making moves I speak English but Your ho be on my penis she Bitch I guess I left my dignity up in the cupboard 'Cause every girl I'm digging when I'm digging in her pussy I'm never using a rubber But fuck it I guess I got to stretch it out like it was flubber And leave it dripping green and red like double cheese burgers Chewing on cum like bubble gum from Hubba This bitch knew dick like Bubba knew shrimp yeah Yo I'm seventeen already sniffing blow I tell my friends it's asthma every time I start to itch my throat Because some bitch said my semen was dirty that silly ho The most that they can do is fine me I'm hiding Somewhere where Chris Stokes can't find me Oh no Mr. Stokes I don't like misters no Don't tell R. Kelly where my little sister go You little niggas better You getting money Better What time is it huh If you got my shit you better check my French motherfucker I'm making moves I speak English but Your ho be on my penis she Bitch Yo you little niggas better check my French I got all stars and you can check my bench Left Brain Super 3 Creator Ace Put expressions in their music and create the face Of the picture punchline figured out ahh I get you No you don't nigga so why don't you go and figure You seem confused anyway pressured enough You the type to do the choke when the pressure is up The pressure is the pump and the pressure is us Bitches having eargasms and the pleasure is us Niggas wanna be O.F. and write letters to us Competition's competition yo you better than us Digest what I'm saying I don't think so We sick shit throw it up down in the sink yo These Odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink flows We think sorta odd so we think so Crusing in my go-kart at Walmart selling cupcakes Go ahead admit it faggot this shit is tighter than butt rape That involve Ballpark Franks and silver duct tape Pornos and hormones and boxes of DiGiorno With some vatos with the door closed watching Zorro No I'm just playing the field just for now Three icy ass niggas from Odd Future doin' some crazy shit By the way we do punch bitches I'm swagging bitch I'm iced out Oh you mad bitch 'cause I'm laying on the couch Smoke a blunt fuck a bitch in the butt I'm bossing Don't give a fuck I never roll Slauson I'm fly bitch I should poke you in your eye bitch Got the burner bitch bow bow You dead bitch I'm hot as fuck I ain't never cold but I'm icy bitch My bitch suck dick like she suck dick Got the bops in the house socking bitches in they mouth See my neck iced the fuck out At the fucking mall forty bitches on my nutsack I pulled up on a mothafuckin' unicorn Wolf Gang nigga scream that 'til they mothafuckin' show me death Golf Wang nigga free Earl better show some motherfuckin' respect All this ice around my neck all this ice around my dick Gun to her head make your bitch massage my shoulders My bitch suck dick like she suck dick Shut up bitch suck my dick You fuckin' bop you better swallow it I got a chain with a fuckin' platinum plaque on it Is that a hundred dollar bill I'll shit on it I bought a fuckin' whale 'cause I'm ballin' Your bitch work for me she my dick washer Swag on my dick thirty thousand million nigga My bitch suck dick like she suck dick You boppin' bitch You like this dick We all know why 'cause you's a boppin' bitch I got the burner I pop you in your lip Zoom-zoom yeah I'm going fast bitch I'm loud as fuck I'm ignorant Punch a bitch in her mouth just for talkin' shit You lurkin' bitch Well I see that shit Once again I gotta punch a bitch in her shit I'm icy bitch don't look at my wrist Because if you do I might blind you bitch Mount Everest ain't fuckin' with my fuckin' wrist Fuck global warming this the Ice Age bitch Ayo mirror mirror on the wall who the brightest of them all I never been the darkest one 'cause my self esteem is tall So I never seen eye-to-eye with y'all niggas ayo So I keep that buck I ain't give no fuck They ain't build me up so I block 'em like Lego Feelin' glitter feelin' good and great Got the burner got the heat like wait Got the shit it's all up on that hip I'll use it on myself on the day you dip Baby doll I hope you agree Because you light my Fireworks I feel like glitter And every time you come around I feel like glitter You're the one that I needed in my life 'Cause I love having you around Yeah look at my face look at that joy This is one sided yeah I can't lie We ain't gon' work out we a fat boy Yeah sumo got it memo Your pale skin see-through must be a window 'Cause you ain't an L could be a DJ 'Cause when I see you my heart beat changes tempo Yeah simple that's what I want but I can't That's who you are but I ain't We didn't get your message either because you were not speaking or because of a bad connection Goddamn I love women Daydream about penis being in 'em Meet them with a big grin with a Mac-10 Rope katana and then I skin 'em All beige suit made out of white women With the red lipstick dancing to John Lennon With the red splattered jeans made out of blue denim They can catch me in the spot where the sun don't shine Bitch don't mind me shake your hiney The only motherfucking Wolf here that spit venom You're a bad bitch with a real good kitten And I got the appetite of them fat black women Wolf Gang in this bitch with a bunch of rats with 'em Lookin' like the holocaust with Supreme hats with 'em I am tryna get Miss Piggy by the motherfucking hairs of her chinny chin chin Umm what's that The cock of a black dude Mad 'cause his daughter got the swag of a vacuum I'll take her to the back room dungeon fighting and punching And now the slut is under the fucking assumption That I will be fucking and munching her muffin Cunt will be bleeding but that's not from the time signature of the month umm Don't got a problem smacking a bitch Kidnapping attacking with axes and shits 'Til she decides to take Dracula's dick Goddamn I love bitches Especially when they only suck dick and wash dishes Cook and clean and grant my wishes And make me and the Wolf Gang sandwitches Transylvania crypt let's take a tour Bitch try getting through that black trap door Keep yelling and working them vocal chords And that'll be more of a reason that you'll get slapped up for Is that Ford trunk's comfy Fuck me No fuck Buffy That little bitch keeps trying to hunt me Jumping over gates what the fuck she want from me She keeps sending me garlic How many times I gotta tell her I'm allergic Oh this Bathing Ape cape Bitch I got it for a bargain at the neighborhood Target Fangs are sharp and I hope you know That all I really want from you is that throat I can't eat pussy 'cause I might leave cuts Then there's blood on my sheets but that might be a plus On the channel a fucking animal leaking like pairs of candles Bitch is it hard to handle I don't want a bride I just want bone marrow I'm Dracula bitch Don't got a problem smacking a bitch Kidnapping attacking with axes and shit 'Til I grab them throats and start smacking them shits Bite her in her fucking neck bite her in her fucking neck Bottom of the fucking lake bottom of the fucking lake Call my gang of wolves and bats call my gang of wolves and bats It's a full moon tonight and these hoes ain't acting right It's because I'm Dracula bitch It's because Left Brain Wolf Haley Free Earl Golf Wang How many cars can I buy 'til I run out of drive How much drive can I have 'til I run out of road How much road can they pave 'til I run out of land How much land can there be until I run in the ocean You niggas go with the motions and all the plans Sea I was never into the beaches and all the sands See I was in the woods with flowers rainbows and posies Falling outta my pocket but ya'll want to know if I swam to cool down How much cooler can I get until I run out of fans I'm gone and I'm finished And I ain't seen my friends in a minute Guessing nothing lasts forever Yeah nothing lasts forever Nothing sticks together Sick of sitting in doubt Please let me figure this out Shout out to the girls that I lead on For occasional head and always keeping my bed warm And trying their hardest to keep my head on straight And keeping me up enough 'til I had thought I was airborne How many raps can I write 'til I get me a chain How many chains can I wear 'til I'm considered a slave How many slaves can it be 'til Nat Turner arise How many riots can it be 'til them Black lives matter Niggas click clack splatter pew pew that nigga Life a game of basketball you better shoot that nigga 'Cause if that cop got trigger he better pull 'Cause when I get pulled over I usually play it cool 'Cause I know what I'm driving is usually paid in full And my ego and possessions will not let me be one Because I got a mansion my mansion got some rooms Them rooms got some windows and my windows got some views Them views get some stares and my backyard does too And if you walk to the bottom you'll prolly see a pool You better not drown keep them ten toes up 'Cause if those ten toes down that mean that you fucked up And that's what I swim in Mom is getting jealous I see my manager more Than I see her before I go on tour and it hurts I miss the days when this was fun but now it turned into work And getting legal so I got to watch the shit that I blurt out My friends are turning into opposites Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist And all the bitches who forgot about me want to ride my dick Harder than the white kids who copy shit Ending it is all I fucking think about that's the shit I think about All alone bawling 'til my motherfucking eyes bleed See he's a leader in person and smile shit gets disgusting When there's no person around talking discussion shit I'm putting myself at a distance For instance my best friend is now my fucking assistant See they're missing a new album I'm missing my only friend You have everyone around you with thirty names a day I don't see what it is I mean you are not like you don't have anyone to talk to I'm here for you I'm your friend Tyler you're doin' good You have a cult following you're to these white kids Charbroiled nigga on these dark beats Nauseous with the Nazi but it's normal what the cops see Awesome at his concert but he never had a pop see Mommy was a living single queen with a lat ti So while my wallets piling with symbolic colored paper I lace her 'cause she gave me such a lot at such a young age Twenty why didn't she get that abortion Probably 'cause that motherfuckin embryo was morphing Into a Grammy-winning schizophrenic fucking orphan Oops I mean bastard skinny-ass disaster Mom works hard still working on her masters Son lies about taking classes at community college Just to record some bullshit he calls Bastard Start a fuckin cult clash his talents in a brash way Before he even had a mustache and cash And all I got was a fucking shitty article in Thrasher I'mma grab the Nina and find a nice arena 'Cause I can't even choose between Ortega or Sabrina And I'm not even human I'm a body shaped demon With some semen in my sack and some problems in the back And a life that's fill with crap and a finger filled with hate And a gat that's filled with love now let opposites attract I can finally be one like a marriage in a church But this marriage has a hearse and the parents of the one That's getting married has a curse and it's made up inside of him Too late to reimburse but wait it gets worse All the guests that's in the church all decided to disperse So there was nobody who could stop the wedding with converse So they tied the knot now it's too late to reverse This arrangement and the nurse is amazed At the hurt that he was painting But it was obvious in all the photos he was paining Now a bunch of whispering immerse I thought it would be better if they could talk to you It was all a dream I used to read Complex magazines When I rhyme I'm tryna get pictures in High Times Smoke trees and see my dreams hanging in the sky line Swanton bomb off the bed into a fine dime In my mind I'm just tryna smoke the finest And get high sticking bad heinas in vaginas I'm the flyest when it come to this fire when I come to spit I am getting higher when the lighter comes in front of this I'm a stoner you get the picture now Thirty thousand feet gon' make it hard for me to simmer down Another flight another beat another city wow Thus another couple bitches crying when I kick 'em out Where we at We on top of the world And five minutes from suicide I biked it to the park I walked onto the block met a guy burgundy 'Preme snap-back Hurling himself at cars and flirting with blonde Cadillacs All was gray all was gray Frankie had the blues in fact Bunch of pale hipster girls pretty but they booty flat Teenage males couldn't tell I was going through it Had a wallet full of cream Amex Green Beamer almost black Parked in front the studio Bastard's recorded at Earl Gilbert Tyler Hodgy Domo Left Taco Nakel Sydney Lionel Juan Michael Jasper Hal and Matt Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that pattern back We live inside a house that says fuck 'em on the welcome mat Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter that's Where I'm at Now where we at Wolf Gang where we at Swell motions get promotions to my whole team Hell yeah I smoke weed 'cause I like to go green Professor Beats educates niggas let me proceed Shine chandelier bright might make your nose bleeds Milk and glaze is the greed gold mix me Your bitch is coming along yeah she hum to my song Singing like they were for her but they were for the blur No longer but we were in premature immature She's unsure I'm for sure blouse and dress and my shirt On the floor then pick it up out the door door Chased an imaginary friend a reverie absorption Impregnate the dream 'til it has an abortion Where we at We on top of the world Everything they say I'd never have I'm seeing Always been the most cool they chase our shade They say life switches pace when you got shit made So I'm just tryna get paid don't you remember the days When your dreams were the only thing that kept you sane And too often they think that they could stop me Now every show we makin' half a Maserati And the only thing blocking me is paparazzi Now it's gold Rolex's if they try to clock me Everything stays in the box like fighters in hockey Miss me if you're thinking we slack work hard I got the world saying every single Friday is black Took your bitch you ain't getting her back 'cause she know Where we at nigga We on top of the world Down to fucking Earth huh down to fucking Earth huh Fuck everybody here goes some extra girth Sir You fucking critics are making my nerves hurt Since I'm saying fuck everybody I guess that I'm a fucking pervert My window is a book and I'm a fucking crook Stealing phones to call home but the line is off the hook My mom ain't paid the bill guess I can't pay it either I ain't signed a fucking deal yet But when I do Clancy and Dave are taking percentages That could pay the whole fucking city's mortgage Hopefully I make a lot of porridge from touring in fucking Oregon From playing piano organs and hopefully I can pay the bill Shit is getting real people begin to feel Like I'm changing but their complaining making big fucking deals About some shit they bitch and pout No faggot it's sold out You wouldn't be Tyler the Creator you're from the Dirty I can tell whenever you perform a leopard can't change it's spots But I'm a fucking unicorn Look you can't stop me I'm going full monty Fuck that I'm Hitler everyone's a fucking Nazi And I be where anybody cares Of the bed when I don't even fucking have one When I'm on that stage I feel important A whole fucking assortment of children that's taking Ritalin Because the teacher said that the therapist wasn't feeling him You gotta be fucking kidding me At school I was a zero now I'm every boy's hero and they fear it You can hear it when that little fuck is reciting my lyrics yeah I'm rebel nigga Cheer it dead parents everywhere it's smelling like teen spirit Okay fuck it Elvis has left the building I'd tell him to eat a dick quicker than Mexicans sprint over borders I give a fuck like a quarter with twenty cent At Hamptons with Fred Hampton relaxing at Happy Camper It's the fucking financial aid at Hamptons wasn't relaxing Don't complain I'm just ranting Fuck ranking I'm the best I'm the champion's chariot I'm a liar like Carrey in Liar Liar I'm dirtier than the sheets in the Marriott Cable guy like Larry Peter Pan in my youth fucking fairies I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste Fuck it Odd Future some Nazis black Nazis don't copy We perfect you sloppy hotter than Saki Takei Fuck a label on my jacket screw you like a ratchet Screw you like a black teen on Judge Hatchett Hang with thrashers and jackers Drug dealers and crackers dressed as students and slackers Escaping from concentration camps with a fucking girl board and a ramp Like I went to Sierra Leone in a homecoming dress With some matching pink panties lipstick from my granny Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly White red-headed bitch reminded me of Annie She dino like my state of mind so yeah she understand me Fuck You Bunch is here never disrespect my family That's for my little brother sister cousin and my auntie Wasted fucking youth All you old niggas antiques We go skate rape sluts and eat donuts from Randy Bitches like Tia Landry watching Billy and Mandy Motherfuckers wanna be Odd but you can't be Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me faggot I guess I got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper From Los Angee area anytime I'm fucking landing Them motherfuckers could never get rid of me Guess I gotta do a fucking song with Dom Kennedy Get these fucking hip hop bloggers to start feeling me Because I'm seventeen compose my own beats Lyrically I'm dope enough to ass-fuck the dude who made nicotine Maybe I should buy some Hundreds wear some fucking skinny jeans And follow in your footsteps like a motherfucking millipede Centipede make songs about Gucci and ciggaweed Jerk with my freshmen like it's some motherfucking little league No I'm not no fucking hipster mister No I'm not no fucking Kid Cudi all my fucking fans love me Collaboration hits for fans screaming fuck buddies yo yo I'm driving in a stolen truck and I'm probably fucking drunk My nose is filled with coke and my license is revoked Who the fuck told me not to spoke Fuck everybody here everybody vanished I'm managed Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich Everybody listening can suck my dick in Spanish Yeah um as you can probably tell from listening to this record I was I was probably angry probably on my period But um I didn't mean to offend anyone You are a whore you are a whore Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck him Fuck everything else I can see I know fuck you I hate you so fucking much I know you think I'm crazy 'Cause I think you're a fucking fag Slip it in her drink and in the blink of an eye I can make a white girl look chink Don't know what to think 'cause last time I attempted this shit The judge ordered me to see a shrink Started with the link Contended her to meet me at the local Odd Future Wolf Gang skating rink We was uniquely in sync Already fucking and we only met last week We were both young not yet antique So her mindset was working for my technique Tell her that I love her and by next week You can hear her shriek from the gashes in her cheeks No I'm not a freak I am meekly a creep The neighbors by the creek says my house stinks And it reeks on the sheet girl Streaks of red even though all pussy is pink Oblivion makes obvious seeks Which make meats for my obvious feasts Used to just blot up thoughts plot and rethink Now I get daughters and tie 'em and clink Got my dick harder than iron and zinc Now they just rot up arms caught in the sink Where they get cut up to fit my physique Critique my chic in this brand new mink Bitches running 'round down pussy take a trip Make her strip got my dick harder than the unzip Tyler swiftly slips his dick inside of Taylor Swift's slit Round trip in that pussy here comes a ticket Film clips popping on that Canon Busting Ottoman cannons on the pill Is he real Gaza stripping in my living room Wolf Gang full moon I'm assuming mushrooms I'm a necrolampoon not of Charles Mansoon This fuck is ending soon because I'm ejaculating Now I'd like to take this time of day To thank the Mother Earth Letting the sun shine down on the lake While I fish your waters Ooh hide your daughters hide your sisters Hell hide grandmama too 'Cause the fisherman's raping everybody in the pool He on the loose yeah Got to wash it down all this gold is fucking bait Wait 'til you see the semen swimming Baby please not half the whole is great Morals Your body's near that coral reef It was once upon a time you came home with me Then the next chapter left you in my teeth Fill your gills with goo Going deeper than Pacific Ocean This specific motion Makes this hammerhead puke Got to wear a wetsuit can't get seasick I love when you're in fishnets you want me to eat you You're fucking wet fish This little slut whore sucks cock for a little more bucks Than them other sluts fuck for real easy 'Cause I didn't even knock on the front door sleazy I used the welcome mat as a cum rag And all the Wolves fucked too yeah she's a cum bag Filled with a bunch of shit I purchased at a drug store Until my cock got sore and started growing cold sores This little hoodrat started jockin at my jock strap Until my uncircumcised penis finally unwrapped Flapping up and down until the cack finally go splat Now you gotta spat spit it out until you do scat Then you gotta sat and shit it out bitch fuck your feelings You wasn't feeling shit when you was down there kneeling Now shut the fuck up you got another dick to deal with Where's my gun I'mma kill this bitch To all my niggas out there listening that bitch And don't let her suck your dick or you'll get hurt Me and Slater just hit a curb Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs Shit now I kick it in the suburbs Me I'm from the slums niggers who push a ton Ton of drums with foul flow dirty mouth like kissing bums Mama done made her one um a witty son With no respect for women so show me your titties hun Okay I'm twenty but I'm soon to be twenty-one I wild out at shows break shit it should be fun I'mma wax that like the Chapstick in my backpack for my black lips Then dip to Europe and come back with a stack of cheese A stack of cheese for these rats that Mac and Cheese New 'Preme shit got me feeling flyer than a bag of bees Fuck critics Shit how's your knees Y'all on my dick more than my index when I take a pee Shit was doper than Whitney Houston's needs I stop rapping and start asking where my fucking passion is Probably where that faggot went Shocking shit he spit to popping topics in them gossip columns I ain't ask for this I did it out of boredom Thought that roach was cool he died and pushed me into stardom I'm just fuckin' with you I ain't smokin' none My squad bring terror no intended pun Merch booth made niggas extensive funds Momma got the Rover with the Range She don't ever ever gotta struggle not again And I put that on my dead grandmama's name My nigga Slater yeah that's my little pony Little homies is repping like I been fucking with Kony Nigga Phillip and Kobi to my niggas that know me Ya boy seem happy as fuck but truthfully ya boy lonely Nigga's a target for marketing he's an artist Can't even walk into Target without botherin customers botherin Asking me for a picture can I talk to they sister Naw nigga get lost you're fucking smothering God I wanna quit but I can't 'Cause mother and sister can't pay the rent Four stories with storage I'm twenty-one with a mortgage And touring's paying the bills life is paying for thrills Lifes' a bitch bruh but from the third floor man she's gorgeous A year ago I was broke now how can I afford this I started off with disposables now I have an assortment And I'm using these negatives to develop a portrait Now the frame is a pain in the ass to get it in Without a scratch or stain on the glass but that's not important Just as long as it's printed and I hinted it is And when I get it I'll make sure you get a copy bitch Shit I'll even add a signature with the fuckin' picture I'll even tell you the film I used and the aperture I'm just fuckin' with you I ain't smokin' none My squad bring terror no intended pun Merch booth made niggas extensive funds Momma got the Rover with the Range She don't ever ever gotta struggle not again And I put that on my dead grandmama's name Too soon Grandmother died didn't cry not a tear Not gonna lie fucking weird no water dripped out the eye But when I got the news yup it left your boy stuck 'Cause when my mom dipped she was the one that gave me a fuck Mom calling and calling I'm on my way to a show I answer she crying saying Sadie is dying The doc said she only had a week for us to speak Before she deceased 'cause cancer was just eating her cheeks up Fuck nah this is really awkward for me bruh I hang the phone up and adjust my seat back I never had a death and I just seen her a week ago Meet them at the hospital I should Lionel asked what happened I said it's bad not good Getting there family sitting center chair Awkward in the lobby it was floating in the thinning air Getting there need a sticker saying how I got in there there's a room Open up the curtain she's just sitting there hello Our conversation's brief couldn't even make eye contact when we speak Lookin' at her you could tell all she had was weak And I'm not talkin' days bruh I'm talkin' 'bout her strength I sat there twenty minutes tops hoping it was just a fucking plea that she could cop My mother warned me that some niggas ain't my right hand To trust her only my heart and that elder white man His name is Clancy I fancy him gotta give him props He half the reason why dealerships even let me cop So now I'm speedin' and tryna drive away from the fact That she was right so I triple left tryna double back The streets are filled with some clues Like how I ain't notice that I pull up get out what up I wanna help But what you want for some some niggas Really don't want for themself Now do I stay Do I go That's my dilemma And traffic is picking up if I don't leave I'ma get stuck So I speed off we talk barely and it seems awkward And I heard through some words that you're off it I got too much drive don't wanna steer off path And crash and get distracted But I listen to that weather man 'cause it might rain Keep my windshield wipers prepared 'Cause y'all throw so much shade And I got jacket in trunk but that's in the front I also got power for both of us if you're ever in need of jump Just let me know my nigga Snakes in the grass but I walk So I be prepared for their bites they're all talk I left the condom in the grass so fuck off Watchin' Clarence in a mansion with nobody in it Young successful nigga ride McLaren with no windows tinted I drive by piggies when I'm in it 'cause it feels amazin' The irony is I stopped eatin' bacon Don't get it twisted nigga I'm still hungry oh he lonely All my friends talk about their hoes and tenderonies But all I can show 'em is a couple cars and more things That I've made in the couple past month he's on please Everyone is a sheep me a lone wolf Nobody gon' make a peep 'cause everyone wants some wool Since everyone is a sheep not everyone here is cool Man I'd rather drown in a pool by myself Than fuck with their fleece Wind blows they go which way who knows But fuck y'all I know that T is four for four I just want that garden and that Batmobile Good health success time on earth worthwhile Find somebody who love me and raise a couple of lizards But my vehicle's good for now that's in a couple of miles Now keep it pushin' nigga God goodness gracious I can't wait to see the look on y'all niggas faces That boy T nuts surprised his thoughts isn't chafing Fuck them crackers up at Mountain Dew them niggas is racist Cabbage was made critic faggots was shook While me and my favorite author's lips tickle Peter Parker pick a pack of peppers when the plot thickens Tyler The Creator fuckin' kill you with a popsicle Cold blooded so we rock mittens so they won't find him Not kiddin' keep the Tommy on me bitch I'm Ms. Pickles Said I seem off last time that team talked Sick of making niggas cabbage so I took the 'preme off Should've bought some stock in it How many leaders in the house Well can somebody bring the mirrors out I'm getting lonely Likes and apologies and snaps make it obvious That everybody on this fucking planet lackin' confidence How many leaders in the house Well can somebody bring the camera out so I can film me T a great director nigga's vision must be blurry Boy I get them epic shots like jaywalkin' in Missouri Wait How many leaders in the house Well can't somebody bring my album out so I can hear one Pour me a drink shit I don't know what to think 'Cause all these niggas leaning like they Forest Whitaker's blink Wait How many leaders in the house See why nobody got they hands up see that's the issue Um excuse me mister but can you please turn down the lights I don't really like all these cameras man And this shit just don't feel right And I don't really wanna be rude to you sir But fuck you mean I can't wear my hat in here And you got me fucked up if you think I care nigga I hope you little niggas is listening Them Golf Boys is in this bitch like an infant The blind niggas used to make fun of my vision And now I pay a mortage and they stuck with tuition So special the teacher asked if I was autistic And now I'm making plates you just washing the dishes So if you don't mind get the fuck out of my kitchen But keep your ego here so I can butt fuck your opinion But in the meantime brainwashing millions of minions Leader of the new school I hope you fucking niggas is angry pissed and offended In Search of did more for me than Illmatic That's when I realized we ain't cut from the same fabric I made my own shit you went out and bought yours Man I got too much drive motherfucker I hate traffic When it's a lot at stake carne asada let's be honest I'm really morphing Named the album Cherry Bomb because Greatest Hits sounded boring I don't like to follow the rules she said that I must I don't have any armpits She wanted to talk who's in charge of this Golf shit And who I are isn't really important My heart is as dark as a window with car tint So hop in with your friends gal and I'll unpark it And I'll do donuts until the fat one is carsick I don't like to follow the rules And that's just who I am I hope you understand And I don't really think y'all cool So give yourself a hand No no give yourself a hand Better pose for that camera Better pose boy you better pose And it's your life nigga I suppose For the lights for the camera and the action Now you're face is meltin' from the flash of the big ol' lights Nigga you ask for this life Welcome to death camp Yeah welcome to death camp Kissing on my bean bag Your lips high-five my tongue Fingers moonwalk through your hair You should be mine in a way tonight I like my girls skinny with brains I like my hoodies fucked with Lame I like my friends imaginary with no names And I make music for the fuck of it no fame Aim shoot the gun of love round Tried to find ammo but it's none around town So I went Down South but I ended up North Uptown sitting on Cloud 9's white porch And of course my car's off course You're so white my blinkers don't work I'm trying to let the force be with you I get you Music is my first but I contemplate divorce You make a nigga sing songs nice You make a nigga's night turn day And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow It sucks that I didn't get the chance to say hello I want to eat you out like jello And mess with your body like the bass and the cello And tell your mom I said hello you want to go to prom Fuck and another one there goes another one I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement Keep her there so nobody can wonder where her face went But all I really want is a kiss on the cheek In private not public in the streets And your cupcake how we eat and your toes 'Cause I got a big fetish with the feet I just want somebody I can see You can be a gold digger you ain't got to love me I'm serious I don't ask for much Your heart literally is what I do want for lunch Now this shit is turning to a habit I'm the burger king I gotta have it my way And truthfully girl you really make my day I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay And I can't even look the other way Your aura is a magnet my eyes a metal bag it's attractive Laughing you're a gold Oscar and I'm just actin' And I want your cinema hole and have our kids play supporting role Climbing up the pole Jack and the Beanstalk bitch it's gold Half your body laying on my chest The rest is in my stomach that's including your breast And I'ma just take another guess Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes Am I crazy Maybe but fucked up is how I been lately Shit I don't give a fuck your family looking for you wish 'em good luck Bitch you tried to play me like a dummy Now you stuck up in my mothafuckin' basement all bloody And I'm fucking your dead body your coochie all cummy Looking in your dead eyes what the fuck you want from me What did you want from me What did you want from me Oh you be fucking bitches counting all the bands huh Oh you be trapping out the bando selling grams huh Oh you be smoking drinking lean and popping Xans huh You see that's the bullshit that I don't need I'm telling y'all niggas y'all ain't fucking with me Rocks on rainbow Ben's a nice fellow Your neck reflects your personality and mine is yellow Boy I hit the block like I hate Legos They know they got thirty seconds Jared Leto Before they see some halos and I reload the ammo Can't a nigga get some fucking chaos in hurr I'm the truth and the dare And you can get your ass beat like a kick and a snare ScHoolboy's my niggy you know I'm good in the fifties That boy's not that bad enh it's no Biggie We black out and go hard like JoJo and fuckin' Diggy No ship in this series since I pissed off Iggy man We been that man since Batman had a sidekick Catch me in some Vans like one of them soccer mamas And them bitches blue like that family went to the Dodgers Solve 'em You can't bitch I'm a problem And you'll get fucked up like the thoughts inside of my noggin Going harder than the quidditch in Harry Potter All my shows got one black in it like Larry David And I'm that nigga meaning I'm two niggas I'm schizo Brent Lowe my motherfucking bingo Pink and yellow on my neck remind you of my dickhole And I don't really fuck with you niggas shout out to Jim Crow Don't get offended love being darkskinned Twenty-three with the crib and I don't got no tenants And I don't like sports but the court got a tennis Is that diamonds on your neck Stay the fuck out my business See that's that Cherry Bomb get my burr on That's McLaren ninety-one out the Chevron Motors Flog Gnaw Vans on fuck your Jordans Went from throwing up to throwing carnivals Boy I'm a sicko flaco nigga but kinda macho Boy I got some vatos and shout out to ScHooly he kinda loco Pack a de la pistol we splitting nachos then for that cheese Boy he was using some shells just like a taco so grab your goggles Nigga Taco Tuesday you don't want none of that Have you heard of Fairfax Boy we was running that Nigga took the store from us yeah fuck all of that Crack a cracker with a barrel uh Gang bang tattoos this ain't a Louis rag Orange Paisley got me crip crazy Pants heavy sag to the left with the belt strapped No face mask nigga just toe tags Still the blunts getting passed yeah Ain't worried 'bout no niggas I'm from the era of crip walking You was clown-dancing you wanna be me 'Cause is wack in his raps and what he rap he ain't done Top Dawg Wolf Gang smell the cat on your tongue Pussy boy you fucked over nigga control your gums Teeth missing moms' won't recognize your face when it's lump My square homie's license double life in my trunk Mind power body and soul we break handcuffs Got a strike on my record double cups and duck You want the life like us you need to crip that coast You want to steer that wheel you want to smoke that kil' I don't even smoke and I'm a level up of all of y'all Bitch you couldn't reach me with a ladder and a calling card They used to tell me to calm down said I have a problem Now I'm runnin' shit that's why you never see me wearin' joggers Lead by example how All y'all is my son and I ain't never had a fuckin' father Boy I'mma bring the noise I got my own beat and we all got drums What these weapons about We're just flexin' about You on your grind who the one that got the wep at their house Bitch I do this on purpose you niggas don't got a purpose This nigga call me a clown nigga I own the circus Stack is sittin' in my pocket folded up like a papaya You know I golf bitch like I been sleepin' with Tiger Woody woody my mob mob is goodie we Oddkast Hoodie golf shit packet rip it out the fuckin' package In that all pink fit lookin' like a fuckin' faggot Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with nigga I'm a bad case of I don't even know I'm about to tear the shit out this goddamn house I think I'm about to blow my muthafuckin' brains out Tyler take a chill pill nigga I don't fucking like this shit fuck Tall ugly nigga with lips bigger than Tigger Only blue print on these Vans like I don't listen to Jigger Cotton-picking nigga Golf Wang season sicker than the block Colette and skateshops where wolves deal 'em Workshop is awesome ask Dill and let's pretend like I'm not making dollar Bill Withers on these fucking stickers Pulling down my zipper and she quick to say she doesn't suck Bitch cut the crap like dyke booty when they scissor Pink haired Mrs. I'm her mister sipping Slurpees bag of chips Now show your tits for mister Fuji take a picture OF is popping like a blister need some Listerine Spitting got us balling like we Mr. Clean's sister Sick of being black sipping paint thinner out a tin flask Plotting on the babysitter before dinner And hopefully I get her if I don't fuck it then See I never simp son polar opposite of Smithers I'm done bitch Not a shocker bruh I had the stun gun in my bum And when I drop shit you better have a towel and a sponge And ask Bob bitch I eat a ton bucket of chum In Bikini Bottom I am the biggest problem This shit fishy niggas dip like we were set in Harlem Heaters turn them into nuggets like Carmelo Anthony We just sit and burn shit just like my fucking anthem I'm like goals those are something you have to stand to reach My campaign speech elect me Commander in Chief Respect to whoever's minor appearances 'cause mass hysteria But I'm still incomparable I'm like the face of America I'm the ambassador from a land made of gold I'm a fucking centerfold I'm something to behold I can kill a hundred shows take one for the road I'm results of putting persistent pressure on coals Until the ozone leaves and the Earth is hot Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot The moon now working and the stars align I stay golden y'all thought I was out my mind Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot It's a dog eat dog world don't get bit bruh A son of a bitch I am yup I'm a sick pup I'm also half ass a racist who hates niggas yep I'm a mixed mutt Preme is the top bunk green is the pillow case Golf is the bedsheets TrashWang sticker on that Chima Fergolfson I'm real with the box and I murder with the pen It's Bimmer Boy's boy never swerving in the Benz I'm listening to Dead Sam demos on the ten Can I get a medium with cheese and bacon For what What the fuck He found out that you and Salem been hanging out he said he gonna kill you Kill me What the fuck you mean kill me You got a booger in your nose What the wait slow down wait slow down what the fuck you mean he gonna kill me I don't know he just said he gonna kill you Not if I get to him first Hello I'm a salesman sorta giant I sell molly and mary and other various items One time one guy came to where I'm residing And I didn't invite him so instead tried to fight him I got violent long story short he's not breathing For some reason I liked it and it was really exciting Couldn't stop the addiction and the irony is A couple junkies went missing and I know right where they're hiding Task force poured into my fortress Found some lipstick a couple corpses Bitches was harmed and they couldn't reach the alarm I'm ripping sockets out like I had fucking problems with arms They found a couple portraits on the porch But they don't check up under the floor It's bodies and hotties and we was raging I'm gauging a shotty Hit so many bitches I was pimping like Scotty I'm a bull red piss me off Like that lipstick position when she kissed me So I bit 'em off they was too soft I'm a Wolf And a designer mixing skin cotton leather and wool And most people like flying kites riding bikes in the woods Baking cake 'cause its good I mean I would if I could But I like playing dress up and mix match Sorry I'mma 'fess up you aren't getting your kids back What's in my trunk White girl You need a warrant officer You could say I kill 'em if my product doesn't Couple basement stairs where I drug them down It's pretty disgusting finger crush your face I'll leave you permanently blushing blood Nosebleed drugs cook you in the oven Nigga this is my cup Drink the cyanide up Dope as fuck So I would really shoot a group of guys up Deep thought I'm often lost in Put me next to awesome Still can't tell the difference Just like Asians with their eyes shut Butt fuck a couple Rots In the Wendy's parking lot Barking at the sight of light from my bright sparkling Eatin' toaster strudel At a nude beach in Rome In a black Bape spaghetti strap made of Ramen noodles Mixed with a thicky ass Get my dicky rocky This will end up in a sticky blast Chrissy Brown mask on my face now I'm kicking ass Life's a bitch fuck college mommy I am ditching class I rather be happy than fucking forty So fuck the teacher's lecture I'm having Sydney record me Let's get XXL to write us a fucking story It's sitting right in my lap I see it Scribbled across the lines I read it I'm the fucking poet who knows it You know it you bogus Comprehend the language You scared of war I'm all anxious We got the Angus if you want beef Now have that burger eat it fast nigga Fucking aw get you some Obviously intended pun Same time it took Jason Dill to get the stitching done Custom made one of one Sold out Roxy performance Ski mask color of a pickle just to perform Sandwitches Started back in fucking London Cracker children wanted something They could bump and punch a bunch of fucking faces Moshing pits to breaking arms Zombie Circus not a carnival Evil wolves is on the farm And were all evil harmed Any sheep creep Quiet tendered sleep Fucking body will go missing in a week Roam around the city with her titties like a fucking greek Bastard was the shit explains why it never leaked I am coming of my age with my Memphis Bleek Shooting from the sky the only problem is the missing beak Oh that's the black talking in me Let me down a couple cups of bleach It's sitting right in my lap I see it Scribbled across the lines I read it I'm the fucking poet who knows it You know it you bogus Comprehend the language You scared of war I'm all anxious We got the Angus if you want beef Now have that burger eat it fast nigga Free Earl that's the fucking shit And if you disagree lick a couple pimple covered clits From some stripping lesbian dykes that fight niggas That like to rap about those dykes that fight niggas Enough with this shit let's talk business Acquire more currency disregard bitches Go to Shake's house and play Goblin in his kitchen Then force him and his mom to listen to track six then If he doesn't like it I'll just slice his fucking dick and Put it in the cabinet where the fucking cookies and chips is Take a bunch of pictures and Post 'em on my Twitter then Go to Jimmy Fallon like faggot when we perfomin' Then a bunch of Golf Wang niggas start stormin' In a rage that will scare Zack Rocha Better get ya tanks before this wolf war's over History repeats itself I'm a O.F. soldier I can grab the fireworks and soda all the cookies we can eat Make you nauseous but be cautious this is not Dawson's Creek We could sneak away fuck it you can bring an eighth I'm not gon' smoke but I'm just asking baby could you meet me by the lake Said bring a towel well baby meet me by the lake Bathing suit it's going down shit just meet me by the lake We could count the shooting stars well could you meet me by the lake Summer never has to end with me I'm give it to her she wants that summer time I'm give it like no other 'cause she knows I'm hers Damn right she's mine we both know it So when we separate everything fine her phone ringin' in her purse Damn right it's me I'm her nigga nigga Come for mines in summer time I'ma bust that trigger nigga Catch us Venice beachin' she wanna go shopping Sun down after club 'cause she like to get it popping Sangria on my freedmind 'cause she likes to get it popping No ecstasy for her but she wanna get it popping Drop topping I measure her pleasure Then drop in when she get out of place I quantinize She is my concubine I am her porcupine I poke her face her throat for taste give me head like I'm on her mind I know her analyzation so when she try to fake Summer time in the boat of love meet me by the lake I can grab the fireworks and soda all the cookies we could eat Make you nauseous but be cautious this is not Dawson's Creek We could sneak away fuck it you could bring an eighth I'm not gon' smoke but I'm just asking baby could you meet me by the lake Said bring a towel well baby meet me by the lake Bathing suit it's going down shit just meet me by the lake We could count the shooting stars well could you meet me by the lake Summer never has to end with me I packed a couple sandwiches inside that basket And brought some extra towels if anyone was asking We should take a dip in that lake quick and then split Then do something that's beyond what we both can imagine Niggas at the fucking mall niggas where my fucking drawers Think I'm happy Think I'm sad Bitch you fucking know my dad He wears his pants up in his ass touch his ass grab his dick You's a fag you like that shit O.F. is the fucking clique I'm going off the top of the brain Nigga don't know how to rap but I'm in the game Fuck that shit I don't give a fuck I'm back up in the fucking club niggas know I'm at the mall Eating chips with my drawers how you doing How you fall Eat my ass lick my balls Bitch I'm in the fucking mall with my niggas eating ham Bitch I got that fucking swag you don't know my fucking dad I don't know my fucking dad what is this a fucking purse I ain't fucking Mexican but we can have sex again With your sister with no rubber What the fuck That's your fucking brother I ain't with that jerkin' shit Unless it's Steve Harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick If this was a game I already know that I would come out winner And I'm not bragging I'ma be in her But this bitch really think that I'm 'bout to buy her dinner My steak good I got a good cut like Splinter Juicy and hot such a black bitch temper Now she wanna talk and chop it up like a blender But I don't give a fuck and or even listen like Schindler She's cute but her forehead's big Got stretch marks like she got four kids Her legs can't close like the four door hinge Bronco That O.J. killed the white whores with A wealthy white girl without the facelift Lure her with expensive dinners and a nice bracelet Leave the bitch breathless what the bitch don't know is that I'm a mothafuckin' sellout and a rapist If this was a game I would be considered a mothafuckin' legend And I ain't trying to gas you like Chevron But I'm high as fuck bitch you really need to get on my leverage Now we're in the cabin in the middle of Trying to find ways to really stuff you in my cabinet Dreamy little bastard I done ran outta' luck so now It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit You're very attractive And notice that my hat is always the color of cactus And I hang with wolves 'cause I'm an evil bastard Pictures of you on my wall no glue no tape but just cum plastered Met you at my school departed at my house Ended at your panties started at your blouse Pushed you down stairs I took a nap up on the couch If you wanted a date don't come Now you gotta make it easy for you don't run You call this shit kids well I call these kids cum And you call this shit rape but I think that rape's fun Wait now it's about eight something It's late and you stuck down in my base one Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string Yeah bitch this date's done Baby you're an angel How about we turn this into a fable of some sort You already know you're dead Ironic 'cause your lipstick's red of course I stuff you in the trunk drunk 'Cause all I really wanna do is fuck and snort blow About a hundred on Fax and it's easy to stop You see my shit isn't stock I used to piss in a pot and now I piss on the walls Since I pissed off a cop a couple tickets I have copped But I can pay for them all And by the model of my vehicle you know that I ball And If I crash in the woods like I'ma follow with this Tiptronic stick or automatic you pick Shit is static as shit sure my shit is a M Might take a back street hidden House got all sports cars like his garage is gym Two sapphires on him neck next his precious gems New engine you got that old shit with those deep rims You got a warranty don't care if you scratchin rims again I know some dudes that would find you that carry rugers And shottas and fucking shoot at your Honda Then fucking zoom out in Mazdas Boy I'm a king and I ain't lyin' boy hakuna matata Better watch for them hyenas if you flex then they swarm Cashing so many checks there calling him Tyler Boy I'm just rhyming these syllables suck my genitals Album cover looking like the mascot of the timberwolves Hoping that I ditched the chords and go pick up the pen again 'Cause I kill the dark shit like I'm motherfucking Zimmerman Turn around and lose pounds like I'm fucking Timbaland Give it till he cop brick like a wall with pig in it Like cops are changing fits or shit I'm killin' it Back when Left Brain had the hightop fade And we would go skate on them concrete waves And now I switch gears to hear the cylinders pump The beat thump don't get it twisted boy my board's in the trunk Yeah this album is dedicated To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin' To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of Called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter I made the change from a common thief To up close and personal with Robin Leach and I'm far from cheap I smoke skunk with my peeps all day Spread love it's the Brooklyn way The Moët and Alize keep me pissy girls used to diss me Now they write letters 'cause they miss me I never thought it could happen this rapping stuff I was too used to packing gats and stuff Now honeys play me close like butter play toast From the Mississippi down to the East Coast Condos in Queens indo for weeks Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak Living life without fear Puttin' five karats in my baby girl ear Lunches brunches interviews by the pool Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood And it's still all good And if you don't know now you know nigga Super Nintendo Sega Genesis When I was dead broke man I couldn't picture this Fifty-inches screen money-green leather sofa Got two rides a limousine with a chauffeur Phone bill about two G's flat No need to worry my accountant handles that And my whole crew is loungin' Celebrating every day no more public housin' Thinkin' back on my one-room shack Now my mom pimps an Ac' with minks on her back And she loves to show me off of course Smiles every time my face is up in The Source We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us No heat wonder why Christmas missed us Birthdays was the worst days Now we sip Champagne when we thirsty Uh damn right I like the life I live 'Cause I went from negative to positive And if you don't know now you know nigga To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical douches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamis The back of the club sippin' Moët is where you'll find me The back of the club mackin' hoes my crew's behind me Mad question askin' blunt passin' Music blastin' but I just can't quit Because one of these honeys Biggie got to creep with Sleep with keep the ep a secret why not Why blow up my spot 'cause we both got hot Now check it I got more mack than Craig and in the bed Believe me sweetie I got enough to feed the needy No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benzes Jump in the Rover and come over Tell your friends jump in the GS3 I got the chronic by the tree Straight up honey really I'm askin' Most of these niggas think they be mackin' but they be actin' Who they attractin' with that line Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind And ask you what your interests are who you be with Things that make you smile what numbers to dial You gon' be here for a while I'm gon' go call my crew you go call your crew We can rendezvous at the bar around 2 Plans to leave throw the keys to Lil Cease Pull the truck up front and roll up the next blunt So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly A T-bone steak cheese eggs and Welch's grape Conversate for a few 'cause in a few we gon' do What we came to do ain't that right boo Forget the telly we just go to the crib And watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke L's while you do me Givin' ends to my friends and it feels stupendous Tremendous cream fuck a dollar and a dream Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams Choppin' Os smokin' la in Optimos Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows A foolish pleasure Whatever I had to find the buried treasure so grams I had to measure However living better now Coogi sweater now I love it when you call me big poppa Throw your hands in the air if you's a true player To the honies getting money Playing niggas like dummies If you got a gun up in your waist Please don't shoot up the place 'Cause I see some ladies tonight That should be having my baby baby When I die fuck it I wanna go to hell 'Cause I'm a piece of shit it ain't hard to fuckin' tell It don't make sense goin' to heaven with the goodie Dressed in white I like black Timbs and black hoodies God'll prob'ly have me on some real strict shit No sleepin' all day no gettin' my dick licked Hangin' with the goodie loungin' in paradise Fuck that shit I wanna tote guns and shoot dice All my life I been considered as the worst Lyin' to my mother even stealin' out her purse Crime after crime from drugs to extortion I know my mother wish she got a fuckin' abortion She don't even love me like she did when I was younger Suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hunger I wonder if I died would tears come to her eyes Forgive me for my disrespect forgive me for my lies My baby mother's eight months her little sister's two Who's to blame for both of them I swear to God I want to just slit my wrists and end this bullshit Throw the Magnum to my head threaten to pull shit And squeeze until the bed's completely red I'm glad I'm dead a worthless fuckin' buddha head The stress is buildin' up I can't believe Suicide's on my fuckin' mind I wanna leave I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me But nah you wouldn't understand You see it's kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New Jack Except when I cross over there ain't no comin' back Should I die on the train track like Ramo in Beat Street People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me My baby mama kiss me but she glad I'm gone She know me and her sister had somethin' goin' on I reach my peak I can't speak Call my nigga Chic tell him that my will is weak I'm sick of niggas lyin' I'm sick of bitches hawkin' Matter of fact I'm sick of talkin' bang Please hang up and try your call again Please hang up is a recording Hah sicker than your average Poppa twist cabbage off instinct Niggas don't think shit stink Pink gators my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right if the head right Biggie there e'ry night Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos Never lose never choose to bruise crews who Do somethin' to us talk go through us Girls walk to us wanna do us screw us Who us Yeah Poppa and Puff Close like Starsky and Hutch stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 Recently niggas frontin' ain't sayin' nothin' So I just speak my piece keep my peace Cubans with the Jesus piece with my peeps You got it nigga flaunt it All Philly hoes go with Moschino Every cutie with a booty bought a Coogi Now who's the real dookie Meaning who's really the shit Them niggas ride dicks Frank White push the six Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass Gonna blast squeeze first ask questions last That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass At last a nigga rappin' about blunts and broads Tits and bras menage à trois sex in expensive cars I'll still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for no car payment At my arraignment note for the plaintiff Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement Face it not guilty that's how I stay filthy Richer than Richie 'til you niggas come and get me Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid I can fill you with real millionaire shit Escargot my car go one sixty swiftly I know you sick of this name brand nigga with Flows girls say he's sweet like licorice So get with this nigga it's easy Girlfriend here's a pen call me round ten Come through have sex on rugs that's Persian Come up to your job hit you while you workin' For certain Poppa freakin' not speakin' Leave that ass leakin' like rapper demo Tell them ho take they clothes off slowly Hit 'em with the force like Obi-Wan It's the ten crack commandments what Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke Can't tell me nothing about this crack this weed my hustlin' niggas Niggas on the corner I ain't forget you niggas my triple beam niggas I've been in this game for years it made me a animal There's rules to this shit I wrote me a manual Your game on track not your wig pushed back Rule Nombre Uno never let no one know How much dough you hold 'cause you know The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially If that man fucked up get yo' ass stuck up Number 2 never let 'em know your next move Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence Take it from your highness I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips Number 3 never trust nobody Your moms'll set that ass up properly gassed up Hoodied and masked up shit for that fast buck She be laying in the bushes to light that ass up Number 4 I know you heard this before Never get high on your own supply Number 5 never sell no crack where you rest at I don't care if they want a ounce tell 'em bounce Number 6 that goddamn credit Dead it You think a crackhead paying you back shit forget it Number 7 this rule is so underrated Keep your family and business completely separated Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no bitch Find yourself in serious shit Number 8 never keep no weight on you Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jums too Number 9 should have been Number 1 to me If you ain't gettin' bagged stay the fuck from police If niggas think you snitchin' they ain't trying to listen They be sittin' in your kitchen waiting to start hittin' Number ten a strong word called consignment Strictly for live men not for freshmen If you ain't got the clientele say hell no 'Cause they gon' want they money rain sleet hail snow Follow these rules you'll have mad bread to break up If not twenty-four years on the wake up Slug hit your temple watch your frame shake up Caretaker did your makeup when you passed Your girl fucked my man Jake up Heard in three weeks she sniffed a whole half of cake up Heard she suck a good dick and can hook a steak up Gotta go gotta go more pies to bake up word up Armed and dangerous ain't too many can bang with us Straight up weed no angel dust Y'all niggas be scramblin' gamblin' Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins We just sittin' here tryna win try not to sin High off weed and lots of gin So much smoke need oxygen Steadily countin' them Benjamins Nigga you should too if you knew what this game'll do to you Been in this shit since ninety-two Look at all the bullshit I been through So-called beef with you-know-who Fucked a few female stars or two Then I blew like nigga move like Mike Shit not to be fucked with Motherfucker better duck quick 'Cause me and my dogs love to buck shit Fuck the luck shit strictly aim No aspirations to quit the game Spit your game talk your shit Grab your gat call your clique Squeeze your clip hit the right one Pass that weed I got to light one All them niggas I got to fight one All them hoes I got to like one Our situation is a tight one What you gonna do fight or run Seems to me that you'll take B Bone and Big nigga die slowly I'ma tell you like a nigga told me Cash Rules Everything Around Me Shit lyrically niggas can't see me Fuck it buy the coke cook the coke cut it Know the bitch before you caught yourself lovin' it Nigga with a Benz fuckin' it Doesn't it seem odd to you Big come through with mobs and crews Goodfellas down to the Mo' Thugs dudes Who's the killer me or you With Hen' and caffeine and green and nicotine No dough so pop a couple of doze Deep in my temple and not to get sentimentally steamed With my instrumelody and heated especially for your team And a forty-five indeed will beam in between the scenes Destroy your dreams you willin' to die We'll see How many flee when I 'cause the scene We mean mug Mo' Thugs trained to be perfect disciples When it's survival tongue is a double-edged sword Triple six rivals spittin' fire This the real truth bitch breakin' out for lies My Messiah's better be ready for Armageddon shit's expired It's wild bless the child the one that became a man Put in positions off in the Clair All that I had to do was stare Test me now contender never no surrender no pretend Pick up my pen in my hand one of my trusted friend Hey open it Let's see if we're real we all suited Beg my pardon to Martin baby we ain't marchin' we shootin' In daily recruitin' there's a thug born everyday in the ghetto We start 'em off little we give 'em a bible And a pen and a pad to hit the label kick it nigga Nigga roll with Bone up into the Thug spot To the dome with a shot of bird Never get tossed to the curb Be feelin' that urge to splurge But I'm broke as fuck Sin give me that Mossberg swerve Up into my bag 'cause I gotta get my mask and shells To put in this twelve gauge sawed-off Get 'em hauled off nigga your loss Take it all off got a nigga caught off But the Bone not Leatherface Too many are thinkin' they thugs And little Mo Hart want to pull it and bust it And bitch if you steppin' we buckin' them guts that's fucked up Now let me get done with the grime Gotta go purchase a dime Put in a state to get done with the crime Smokin' the reefer to ease my mind Swig some wine step on the block with the rocks But really we be servin' them dummies see Yeah Little Lay hey comin' in the form of scripture Finna get ya and hit ya with magic Droppin' down lead but I call it my gadgets With an automatic-status we spray Time to load the Glocks but I'm thinkin' not There's another evil force tellin' me to do what I gotta do So I up my pipe a nigga dyin' tonight And I'm always runnin' from the boys in blue Biggie blue's on my ass Grab artillery a nigga start packin' 'Cause a motherfucker tried to get me in a jackin' And I did him hit him right between the eyes The spot was wise wanna test a nigga size it'll cost him Nigga fuck around with the wrong shit Y'all get mo' murdered all day all day We done paved the way and I'm on the run I'ma call my boys and bring all the guns Y'all niggas wanna have a little fun with number one Who shot ya Separate the weak from the obsolete Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets It's on nigga fuck all that bickering beef I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek Your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch feet Thundering shaking the concrete Then the shit stop when I foil the plot Neighbors call the cops said they heard mad shots Saw me in the drop three and a quarter Slaughter electrical tape around your daughter Old school new school need to learn though I burn baby burn like inferno Burn slow like blunts with yayo Peel more skins than Idaho Potato Niggas know the lyrical molesting is taking place Fucking with B.I.G. it ain't safe I make your skin chafe rashes on them asses Bumps and bruises blunts and Land Cruisers Big Poppa smash fools bash fools Niggas mad because I know that cash rules Everything around me two Glock 9s Any motherfucker whispering about mines And I'm Crooklyn's finest You rewind this Bad Boy's behind this I seen the light excite all the freaks Stack mad chips spread love with my peeps Niggas wanna creep gotta watch my back Think the Cognac and indo sack make me slack I switches all that cocksucker G's up One false move get Swiss cheesed up Clip to Tec respect I demand it Slip and break the eleventh Commandment Thou shalt not fuck with nor see Poppa Feel a thousand deaths when I drop ya I feel for you like Chaka Khan I'm the don Pussy when I want Rolex on the arm You'll die slow but calm Recognize my face so there won't be no mistake So you know where to tell Jake lame nigga Brave nigga turned front page nigga Puff Daddy flips daily I smoke the blunts he sips on the Baileys On the rocks tote Glocks at christenings Hammer cock in the fire position and Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Whose jewels got rocks Who's mostly Dolce down to the tube sock The same old pimp Mase You know ain't nothing change but my limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales call it level up You don't believe in Harlem World nigga double up We don't play around it's a bet lay it down Niggas didn't know me ninety-one bet they know me now I'm the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound Can't no Ph.D. niggas hold me down Cudda schooled me to the game now I know my duty Stay humble stay low blow like Hootie True pimp niggas spend no dough on the booty Know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly I call all the shots rip all the spots Rock all the rocks cop all the drops Nigga never home gotta call me on the yacht Ten years from now we'll still be on top Yo I thought I told you that we won't stop Now what you gon' do with a crew That got money much longer than yours And a team much stronger than yours Violate me this'll be your day we don't play 'Cause it ain't enough time here Ain't enough lime here for you to shine here Deal with many women but treat dimes fair And I'm bigger than the city lights down in Times Square I don't know what they want from me It's like the more money we come across The more problems we see Federal agents mad 'cause I'm flagrant Tap my cell and the phone in the basement My team supreme stay clean Triple beam lyrical dream I be that Cat you see at all events bent Gats in holsters girls on shoulders Playboy I told ya mere mics to me Bruise too much I lose too much Step on stage the girls boo too much I guess it's 'cause you run with lame dudes too much Me lose my touch Never that If I did ain't no problem to get the gat Where the true players at Throw your Rolies in the sky Wave 'em side to side and keep your hands high While I give your girl the eye player please Lyrically niggas see B.I.G be flossin' Jig on the cover of Fortune 5 double O Here's my phone number your man ain't got to know I got the dough got the flow down pizat Platinum plus like thizat Dangerous on trizacks leave your ass flizat No need for that just grab the fucking gat The first pocket that's fat the Tec is to his back Word is bond I'mma smoke him yo don't fake no moves Treat it like boxing stick and move stick and move Nigga you ain't got to explain shit I've been robbing motherfuckas since the slave ships With the same clip and the same forty-five Two point blank a motherfucker sure to die That's my word nigga even try to bogart Yes love your fucking attitude Because the nigga play pussy that's the nigga that's getting screwed And bruised up from the pistol whipping Welts on the neck from the necklace stripping Then I'm dipping up the block and I'm robbing bitches too Up the herringbones and bamboos I wouldn't give a fuck if you're pregnant Give me the baby rings and the #1 Mom pendant I'm slamming niggas like Shaquille shit is real When it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal 'Cause mom dukes ain't giving me shit So for the bread and butter I leave niggas in the gutter Huh word to mother I'm dangerous Crazier than a bag of fucking angel dust When I bust my Gat mothafuckas take dirt naps I'm all that and a dime sack where the paper at Big up big up it's a stick up stick up And I'm shooting niggas quick if ya hiccup Don't let me fill my clip up in ya back and headpiece The opposite of peace sending Mom duke a wreath You're talking to the robbery expert Step into your wake with your blood on my shirt Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant 'Cause when I lick shots them shits is persistent From the Beretta putting all the holes in ya sweater The money-getter motherfuckas don't know better Rolex watches and colorful Swatches I'm digging in pockets motherfuckas can't stop it Man niggas come through I'm taking high school rings too Bitches get strangled for their earrings and bangles And when I rock her and drop her I'm taking her doorknockers And if she's resistant blakka blakka blakka Tell him Biggie took it what the fuck he gonna do Man I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it And if I set it the cocksucker won't forget it Man I throw him in the fiend you grab the fucking cream And if he start to scream bom bom have a nice dream Hold up he got a fucking bitch in the car Fur coats and diamonds she think she a superstar I guess to get his life tooken I just came home ain't trying to see central booking Oh shit now he looking in my face You better haul ass 'cause I ain't with no fucking chase So lace up your boots 'cause I'm about to shoot A true motherfucka going out for the loot When it comes to sex I'm similar to the Thrilla in Manila Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff dick Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit now check this shit I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith I get swift with the lyrical gift Hit you with a dick make your kidney shift Here we go here we go but I'm not Domino I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans I wear thirteens know what I mean I'll fuck around and hit you with the Hennessy dick Mess around and go blind don't get to see shit The next batter here to shatter your bladder It doesn't matter skinny or fat or light-skinned or black Baby I drop these Boricua mamis screaming ay papi I love it when they call me Big Poppa I only smoke blunts if they rolled proper Look I gotcha caught up with the drunk flow For niggas getting mad 'cause they bitch chose me A big black motherfucker with G You see all I do is separate the game from the truth Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia Getting physical like Olivia Newt Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no trivia So give me a ho a bankroll and a bag of weed I'm guaranteed to fuck her 'til her nose bleed Even if your new man's a certified mack You'll get that H-Town in ya you want that old thing back Is my mind playing tricks like Scarface and Bushwick Willie D having nightmares of girls killing me She mad because what we had didn't last I'm glad because her cousin let me hit the ass The way my pockets swell to the rims with benjamins Another honey's in the crib Please send her in I fuck non-stop lick my lips a lot Used to lick the clits a lot but licking clits had to stop 'Cause y'all don't know how to act when the tongue go down below Peep the funk flow Really though I got the cleanest meanest penis You never seen this stroke of genius So take off your Tim boots and your body suit Sex get rougher when it come to the nut buster Pussy crusher black nasty motherfucker I don't chase 'em I replace 'em And if I'm caressing 'em I'm undressing 'em Fuck what you heard who's the best in New York Fulfilling fantasies without that nigga Mr. Roarke or Tattoo I got you wrapped around my dick and when I nut I got to split Backshots is my position I got you wishing for an intermission Fuck the kissin' Lick you down to your belly button I ain't frontin' They don't call me big for nuttin' all of a sudden I didn't say them they schooled me to some niggas That you knew from back when when you was clocking minor figures Now they heard you're blowing up like nitro And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow So thank Fame for warning me 'cause now I'm warning you I got the Mac nigga tell me what you gonna do They heard about the Rolexes and the Lexus With the Texas license plates out of state They heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown And they heard you got half of Virginia locked down They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida There's gonna be a lot of slow singing and flower bringing If my burglar alarm starts ringing What ya think all the guns is for All-purpose war got the Rottweilers by the door And I feed em gunpowder so they can devour The criminals trying to drop my decimals Damn niggas wanna stick me for my cream And it ain't a dream things ain't always what it seem It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya see your picture Now they wanna grab they guns and come and get ya Bet ya Biggie won't slip I got the Calico with the black talons loaded in the clip So I can rip through the ligaments Put the fuckers in a bad predicament where all the foul niggas went Touch my cheddar feel my Beretta Buck What I'mma hit you with you motherfuckers better duck I bring pain bloodstains on what remains Of his jacket he had a gun he should have packed it Cocked it extra clips in my pocket So I can reload and explode on you rasshole I fuck around and get hardcore Feel the rough scandalous The more weed smoke I puff the more dangerous I don't give a fuck about you or your weak crew What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you I'm not running nigga I bust my gun and Hold on I hear somebody coming Baby look at me Mama love you And I know you ain't no little boy no more But you'll always be my baby It seems like only yesterday I was holding you in my arms Now look at you now big but I worry about you I worry about you all the time hangin' out on the corner All times at night with the cruel people Baby that ain't nothin' but trouble I always taught you that you could have whatever you dream Well I want you to hold on to that dream baby Hold on to it real tight 'cause the sky's the limit Good evening ladies and gentlemen How's everybody doing tonight I'd like to welcome to the stage The lyrically acclaimed I like this young man because when he came out He came out with the phrase He went from ashy to classy I like that So everybody in the house Give a warm round of applause for the Notorious B.I.G The Notorious B.I.G Ladies and gentlemen give it up for him y'all A nigga never been as broke as me I like that When I was young I had two pair of Lees The pin stripes and the gray the one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays While niggas flirt I'm sewing tigers on my shirts and alligators You want to see the inside I see you later Here comes the drama oh That's that nigga with the fake blaow Why you punch me in my face Stay in your place Play your position here come my intuition Go in this nigga pocket rob him while his friends watchin' And hoes clockin' here comes respect His crew's your crew or they might be next Look at they man eye big man they never try So we rolled with them stole with them I mean loyalty niggas bought me milks at lunch The milks was chocolate the cookies butter crunch Sky is the limit and you know that you can have I was a shame my crew was lame I had enough heart for most of them Long as I got stuff from most of them It's on even when I was wrong I got my point across They depicted me the boss of course My orange box-cutter make the world go round Plus I'm fucking bitches ain't my homegirls now Start stacking dabbled in crack gun packing Nickname Medina make the seniors tote my ninas From gym class to English pass off a global The only nigga with a mobile can't you see like Total Getting larger in waists and tastes Ain't no telling where this felon is headin' just in case Keep a shell at the tip of your melon clear the space Your brain was a terrible thing to waste Smokin' spliffs with niggas real-life beginner killers Praying God forgive us for being sinners help us out After realizin' to master enterprisin' I ain't have to be in school by ten I then Began to encounter with my counterparts On how to burn the block apart break it down into sections Drugs by the selections Some use pipes others use injections Syringe sold separately Frank the Deputy Quick to grab my Mac-10 like my dick was missin' To protect my position my corner my lair While we out here say the Hustlers Prayer If the game shakes me or breaks me I hope it makes me a better man take a better stand Put money in my mom's hand Get my daughter this college grant So she don't need no man Stay far from timid only make moves when your heart's in it Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns Get in that ass quick fast like Ramadan It's that rap phenomenon Don Dada fuck Poppa You got to call me Francis M.H. White Intake light tokes tote iron Was told in shootouts stay low and keep firin' Keep extra clips for extra shit Who's next to flip on that cat with that grip on rap The most shady Frankie baby Ain't no telling where I may be May see me in D.C. at Howard Homecoming With my man Capone gumming fucking something You should know my steelo Went from ten G's for blow to thirty G's a show To orgies with hoes I never seen before So Jesus get off the Notorious Penis before I squeeze and bust If the beef between us we can settle it With the chrome and metal shit I make it hot like a kettle get You're delicate you better get who sent ya All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more On ya mark get set when I spark ya wet Look how dark it get when you're marked for death Should I start your breath or should I let you die In fear you start to cry ask why Lyrically I'm worshiped don't front the word sick You cursed it but rehearsed it I drop unexpectedly like bird shit You herbs get stuck quickly for royalties and show money Don't forget the publishing I punish em I'm done with them Son I'm surprised you run with them I think they got cum in them 'cause they nothing but dicks Trying to blow up like nitro and dynamite sticks Mad I smoke hydro rock diamonds that's sick Got paid off my flow rhyme with my own clique Take trips to Cairo laying with your bitch I know you praying you was rich fucking prick When I see ya I'mma This goes out for those that choose to use Fuck that why try throw bleach in your eye Now ya brailling it snatch that light shit I'm scaling it Sold more powder than Johnson and Johnson You wanna get on son you need to ask me Ain't no other kings in this rap thing They siblings nothing but my children One shot they disappearin' It's ill when MC's used to be on cruddy shit Took home Ready to Die listened studied shit Now they on some money shit successful out the blue They light weight fragile my nine milli Make the whites shake that's why my money never funny And you still recouping stupid I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle another drug to juggle Another day another struggle I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle another drug to juggle Another day another struggle I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell another rock to sell People look at you like you's the user Selling drugs to all the losers mad buddha abuser But they don't know about your stress-filled day Baby on the way mad bills to pay That's why you drink Tanqueray so you can reminisce And wish you wasn't living so devilish shit I remember I was just like you Smoking blunts with my crew flippin' over sixty-two She was forced to kick me out no doubt Then I figured out nicks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power move Glock for casket and flower moves For chumps tryin' to stop my flow And what they don't know will show on the autopsy Went to see Papi to cop me a brick Asked for some consignment he wasn't tryin' to hear it Smoking mad Newports 'cause I'm due in court For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport New York Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man You better have your gat in hand 'cause man I had the master plan I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland I got my honey on the Amtrak with the crack In the crack of her ass two pounds of hash in the stash I wait for hon to make some quick cash I told her she could be lieutenant bitch got gassed At last I'm literally lounging black Sitting back counting double digit thousand stacks Had to re-up see what's up with my peeps See who got smoked what rumors was spread Last I heard I was dead with six to the head Then I got the phone call it couldn't hit me harder We got infiltrated like Nino at the Carter Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch I told her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich Conspiracy she'll be home in three Until then I looks out for the whole family A true G that's me blowing like a bubble In the everyday struggle Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle another drug to juggle Another day another struggle I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani Ain't tryin' to see no black man turn to John Gotti My daughter use a potty so she's older now Educated street knowledge I'mma mould her now Trick a little dough buying young girls fringes Dealing with the dope fiend binges seeing syringes In the veins hard to explain how I maintain The crack smoke make my brain feel so strange Breaking days on the set no sweat Drunk off Moet can't bag yet because it's still wet But when that dry bagging five at a time I can clock about nine on the check cashing line I had the first and the third rehearse that's my word Thick in the game D's knew my first name Should I quit Shit no even though they had me scared Yo they got a eight I got a Tec-9 with air holes And that's just how the shit go in the struggle mothafucka Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle another drug to juggle Another day another struggle Relax and take notes While I take tokes of the marijuana smoke Throw you in a choke gun smoke gun smoke Biggie Smalls for mayor the rap slayer the hooker layer Motherfucker say your prayers Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back Jab her if she act funny with the money Oh you got me mistaken honey I don't wanna rape ya I just want the paper The Visa capeesha I'm out like The Vapors Who's the one you call Mr. Macho The head honcho swift fist like Camacho I got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics Smell the Indonesia beat you to a seizure Then fuck your moms hit the skins to amnesia She don't remember shit just the two hits Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clit' Sucking on the tits had the hooker beggin' for the dick And your moms ain't ugly love my dick got rocked quick I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown I was humpin' around and jumpin' around When I get dusted I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer I'm more ruthless huh Leave you toothless you'll kibbitz I'll flip it Tears don't affect me I hit 'em with the Tec-9 G's disrespect me my potency is deadly I'm shootin' babies no ifs ands or maybes Hit Mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy Slit the wrist of little sis after she sucked my dick I stabbed her brother with the ice pick Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back But Smalls don't get down like that Found your father hidin' in a room fucked him with a broom Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound Who you think you're dealin' with Anybody step into my path is fuckin' feelin' it Hardcore I got it sucked like a pussy Stab you 'til you're gushy so please don't push me I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen The black demon got the little hookers screamin' Because you know I love it young fresh and green With no hair in between know what I mean The weak or the strong Who got it going on You're dead wrong Ladies and gentlemens There's several different levels to Devil worshippin' Horse's heads human sacrifices cannibalism Candles and exorcism animals havin' sex with 'em Camels mammals and rabbits But I don't get into that I kicked the habit I just beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh And I never eat you unless the fuckin' meat looks fresh I got a lion in my pocket I'm lyin' I got a 9 in my pocket and baby I'm just dyin' to cock him He's ready for war I'm ready for war I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw My Uzi's heavy as yours yeah you met me before I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before Marshall will step in the door I'll lay your head on the floor With your body spread on the bedspread red on the wall Red on the ceiling red on the floor Get a new whore met on the second wed on the third Then she's dead on the fourth I'm dead wrong Heart throb never Black and ugly as ever However I stay Coogi down to the socks Rings and watch filled with rocks And my jam knock in your Mitsubishi Girls pee-pee when they see me Navajos creep me in they teepee As I lay down laws like Island Carpet Stop it if you think they gonna make a profit Don't see my ones gon' see my guns get it Now tell your friends Poppa hit it then split it I don't know what the hell is stopping ya I'm clocking ya Versace shades watching ya Once ya grin I'm in-game begins First I talk about how I dress in this Diamond necklaces stretch Lexuses The sex is just immaculate from the back I get Deeper and deeper help you reach the Climax that your man can't make Call him tell him you'll be home real late And sing the break All I need is one more chance one more chance I can help you find yourself 'Cause you don't need nobody else She's sick of that song on how it's so long Thought he worked his until I handled my biz There I is Major Payne like Damon Wayans Low Down Dirty even like his brother Keenan Schemin' don't leave your girl around me True player for real ask Puff Daddy You ringing bells with bags from Chanel Baby Benz traded in your Hyundai Excel Fully equipped CD changer with the cell She beeped me meet me at twelve Where you at Flipping jobs paying car notes While I'm swimming in your women like the breast stroke Right stroke left stroke was the best stroke Death stroke tongue all down her throat Nothing left to do but send her home to you I'm through can you sing the song for me boo So what's it gonna be Him or me We can cruise the world with pearls gator boots for girls The envy of all women crushed linen The finest women I love with a passion Ya man's a wimp I give that ass a good thrashin' High fashion flying into all states Sexing me while your man masturbates Isn't this great Your flight leaves at eight Her flight lands at nine my game just rewinds Lyrically I'm supposed to represent I'm not only a client I'm the player President Yo would you kill for me What took you so long to answer motherfucker When I met you I admit my first thoughts was to trick You look so good huh I suck on your daddy's dick I never felt that way in my life It didn't take long before I made you my wife Got no rings and shit just my main squeeze Comin' to the crib even had a set a keys During the days you helped me bag up my nickels In the process I admit I tricked a little But you was my bitch the one who'd never snitch Love me when I'm broke or when I'm filthy fuckin' rich And I admit when the time is right the wine is right I treat you right you talk slick I beat you right But you know you love that ass don't you Yo let me ask you another question You been fuckin' 'round on me why would I do that Yo don't lie to me motherfucker Moonlight strolls with the hoes oh no that's not my steelo I wanna bitch that like to play ceelo and craps Packin gats in a Coach bag steamin dime bags A real bitch is all I want all I ever had With a bop just as strong as me Totin guns just as long as me the bitch belongs with me Any plans with another bitch my bitch'll spoil it One day she used my toothbrush to clean the toilet Throwin my clothes out the windows so when the wind blows I see my Polos and Timbos Hide my car keys so I can't leave A real slick bitch keep a trick up her sleeve And if I deceive she won't take it lightly She'll invite me politely to fight G And then we lie together cry together I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together She helped me plan out my robberies on my enemies Didn't hesitate to squeeze to get my life out of danger One day she put 911 on the pager Had to call back whether it's minor or major No response the phone just rung Grab my vest grab my gun to find out the problem When I pulled up police was on the scene Had to make the U-turn make sure my shit was clean Drove down the block stashed the burner in the bushes Stepped to police with the shoves and the pushes It didn't take long before the tears start I saw my bitch dead with the gunshot to the heart And I know it was meant for me I guess the niggas felt they had to kill the closest one to me And when I find 'em your life is to an end They killed my best friend me and my bitch I kick flows for ya kick down doors for ya Even left all my motherfuckin' hoes for ya Niggas think Frankie pussy-whipped nigga picture that We don't get down like that lay my game down quite flat Sweetness where you parked at Petiteness but that ass fat She got a body make a nigga wanna eat that I'm fuckin' with you The bitch official doe dick harder than a missile yo Try to hit if she trippin' disappearin' like Arsenio With the five in front probably a connivin' stunt Y'all drive in front I'm a peel with her Find the deal with her she fuck around and steal huh Then we all get laced Television's Versace heaven when I'm up in 'em The shit she kicked all the shit's legit She get dick from a player off the New York Knicks Nigga tricked ridiculous the shit was plush She's stressin' me to fuck like she was in a rush We fucked in his bed quite dangerous I'm in his ass while he playin' against the Utah Jazz She came twice I came last roll the grass Then I heard the moan Honey I'm home Yep tote chrome for situations like this I'm up in his broad I know he won't like this She beggin' me to stop but this cat gettin' closer Gettin' hot like a toaster I cocks the toast uhh Before my eyes could blink He go back downstairs more time to think Her brain racin she's tellin' me to stay patient She don't know I'm cool as a fan Gat in hand I don't wanna blast her man But I can and I will though I'm tryna chill though Even though situation lookin' kinda ill yo It came to me like a song I wrote Got dressed quick tied the scarf around my face Roped the bitch up gagged her mouth with the pillowcase Play the cut nigga comin' off some Love Potion shit Flash the heat on 'em he stood emotionless Nigga pullin' mad Gs out the floor Put stacks in a Prada knapsack hit the door Grab the keys to the five call my niggas on the cell Bring some weed I got a story to tell Now I throw shields on the dick to stop me from that AIDS shit And niggas know they soft like a Twinkie filling Playing the villain prepare for this rap killing Biggie Smalls is the illest your style is played out The thrill is gone the Black Frank White Is here to excite and throw dick to dykes Bitches I like em brainless guns I like em stainless steel I want the fucking Fortune like the Wheel I squeeze gats till my clips is empty Don't tempt me you don't want to fuck with the me I'll be damned if this ain't some shit Come to spread the butter lyrics over harmony grit It's the low killer death trap yes I'm a jet-black ninja Coming where you rest at surrender Step inside the ring you's the number one contender Looking cold-booty like your pussy in December Nigga stop bitching button up your lip and From Method all you getting is a can of ass-whipping Hey I'll be kicking you son you doing all the yapping Acting as if it can't happen Your frontin' got me mad enough to touch something Yo I'm from Shaolin Island and ain't afraid to bust something So what you want nigga You won't nigga Kicking down your goddamn door And it goes a little something like this Fuck the world don't ask me for shit Verse two coming with that Olde E brew I'm lifted troop you can bring your wack-ass crew I got connections I'll get that ass stuck like glue Huh no question I be coming down and shit Yo I gets rugged as a motherfucking carpet get And niggas love it not in the physical form but in the mental I spark and they cells get warm Welcome to my center honeys feel it deep in they placenta Cold as the pole in the winter Far from the inventor but I got this rap shit sewed And when my Mac unloads I'm guaranteed another video Ready to die why I act that way Pop duke left mom duke the faggot took the back way So instead of making hoes suck my dick up I used to do stick-ups 'cause hoes is irritating like the hiccups Excuse me flows just grow through me Like trees to branches cliffs to avalanches It's the praying mantis deep like the mind of Farrakhan A motherfucking rap phenomenon plus I got more Glocks and Tecs than you Nigga touch me you better bust me three times in the head Or motherfucker's dead you thought so Punk bitch yeah what the fuck you want nigga My borough is thorough recognize We comin' at you raw Shaolin Island yeah I was a terror since the public school era Bathroom passes cutting classes squeezing asses Smoking blunts was a daily routine Since thirteen a chubby nigga on the scene Now I got the Mac in my knapsack Lounging black smoking sacks up in Ac's and Sidekicks With my sidekicks rocking fly kicks Honeys want to chat But all we wanna know is where the party at And can I bring my gat If not I hope I don't get shot Better throw my vest on my chest 'cause niggas is a mess It don't take nothing but fronting for me to start something Bugging and bucking at niggas like I was duck hunting Dumbing out just me and my crew Hugs from the honeys pounds from the roughnecks Seen my man Sage that I knew from the projects Said he had beef asked me if I had my piece Holler if you need me love I'm in the house Roam and stroll see what the honeys is about Moet popping ho hopping Ain't no stopping Big Poppa I'm a Bad Boy Niggas wanna front who got your back Niggas wanna flex who got the gat It ain't hard to tell I'm the East Coast overdose Nigga you scared you're supposed to Nigga I toast ya put fear in your heart Fuck up the party before it even start Pissy drunk off the Henny and skunk On some Brand Nubian shit beating down punks Bitches in the back looking righteous In a tight dress I think I might just And have fun with Jamaican rum Conversation blunts in rotation My man Big Jock got the Glock in his waist and We're smoking drinking got the hooker thinking If money smell bad then this nigga Biggie stinking Is it my charm I got the hookers eating out my palm I'm hitting skins again Rolled up another blunt bought a Heineken Niggas start to loc out a kid got choked out Blows was thrown and a fucking fight broke out Can't we just all get along So I can put hickies on her chest like Little Shawn Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Perignon And it's on and I'm gone So you wanna be hardcore with your hat to the back Talking about the gats in your raps But I can't feel that hardcore appeal that you're screaming Maybe I'm dreaming This ain't Christopher Williams still some MC's got to feel one caps I got to peel some To let niggas know that if you fuck with big-and-heavy I get up in that ass like a wedgie Says who says me the lyrical Biggie off the street it's a miracle Left the drugs alone took the thugs along with me Just for niggas acting shifty Sticks and stones break bones but the gat'll kill you quicker Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor Smoking funk by the boxes packing Glocks It's natural to eat you niggas like chocolates I live for the funk I'll die for the funk All I want is bitches big-booty bitches Used to sell crack so I could stack my riches Now I pack gats to stop all the snitches From staying in my business what is this Relentless approach to know if I'm broke or not Just 'cause I joke and smoke a lot don't mean I don't tote the Glock Sixteen shots for my niggas in the pen Until we motherfucking meet again I'm doing rhymes now fuck the crimes now Come on the ave I'm real hard to find now 'Cause I'm knee-deep in the beats In the Land Cruiser Jeep with the Mac-10 by the seats For the jackers the jealous-ass crackers in the I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof Hold your head 'cause when you hit the bricks I got gin mad blunts and bitches sucking dick The funk baby I live for the funk I'll die for the funk So I guess you know the story the rap-side crack-side How I smoked funk smacked bitches on the backside Bed-Stuy the place where my head rests Fifty-shot clip if a nigga want test The rocket launcher Biggie stomped ya High as a motherfucking helicopter That's why I pack a Nina fuck a misdemeanor Beating motherfuckers like Ike beat Tina When I'm ripping all through your whole crew Strapped like Bamboo but I don't sling guns I got bags of funk and it's selling by the tons Niggas want to know how I live the mack life Making money smoking mics like crack pipes It's type simple and plain to maintain I add a little funk to the brain I put my key you put your key in money we'll be seein' My Calico been cocked this rap Alfred Hitchcock This instant rappers too persistent Quick to spit Biggie name on shit make my name taste Like ass when you speak it see me in the street Your jewelry You can keep it that be our little secret Motherfuckers still in my biz Don't they know my nigga Gutter fuckin' kidnap kids Fuck 'em in the ass throw 'em over the bridge That's how it is my shit is laid out Fuck that beef shit that shit is played out Y'all got the gall all I make is one phone call All y'all disappear by tomorrow All your guns is borrowed I don't feel sorrow Actually your man passed the Gat to me now check this What's beef Beef is when you need two Gats to go to sleep Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets I done smoked with the best of 'em shot at the rest of 'em Was about a hundred or more maybe less of 'em Got my rocks off that nigga from the Brook just be Wilin' on you just be stylin' on you When I tried to warn you but your eyes fucked up Now I cleared them shits with hits you on the fuckin' bench Pardon my French but uh sometimes I get kind of Peeved at these weak MC's with the Supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like I see 'em G Y'all niggas sound like me Y'all was grimy in the early nineties far behind me It ain't hard to find me number one with the booyaka Give me the Remy and the chronic ain't no tellin' what I do to ya It's obvious the game's new to ya Take them ends you make And spend 'em on a tutor hah one shot I'm through with ya What's beef Beef is when you need two Gats to go to sleep Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets There'll be nothin' but smooth sailin' When I spit shots now your crew's bailin' All I got is heat and tough talk for you Tie you up cut your balls off just to use Man listen straight torture Look what that slick shit bought ya A first class ticket to Lucifer real name Christopher Watch me Set It Off like Vivica Here lies your demise close your eyes Think good thoughts die while your skin start to glisten Pale blue hands get cold your soul's risen It's bad 'cause I just begun What make the shit real bad I was havin' fun As I grab the Glock put it to your headpiece One in the chamber the safety is off release Straight at your dome holmes I wanna see cabbage Biggie Smalls the savage doing your brain cells much damage Teflon is the material for the imperial Mic ripper girl stripper the Henny sipper I drop lyrics off and on like a lightswitch Quick to grab the right bitch and make her drive the Q Glocks are expected when I wreck shit Respect is collected so check it I got techniques dripping out my buttcheeks Sleep on my stomach so I don't fuck up my sheets huh My shit is deep deeper than my grave G I'm ready to die and nobody can save me Fuck the world fuck my moms and my girl My life is played out like a Jheri curl I'm ready to die As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook Doing whatever it took from snatching chains to pocketbooks A big bad motherfucker on the wrong road I got some drugs tried to get the avenue sewed I want it all from the Rolexes to the Lexus Getting paid is all I expected My mother didn't give me what I want what the fuck Now I've got a Glock making motherfuckers duck Shit is real and hungry's how I feel I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal Kicking niggas down the steps just for rep Any repercussion lead to niggas getting wet The infrared's at your head real steady You better grab your guns 'cause I'm ready Nah we ain't gonna kill your ass yet we gonna make you suffer In a sec I throw the tec to your fucking neck Everybody hit the deck Biggie 'bout to get some rec Quick to leave you in a coffin for slick talking You better act like CeCe and keep on walking When I hit ya I split ya to the white meat You swung a left you swung a right you fell to the concrete Your face my feet they meet with stompin' I'm rippin MCs from Tallahassee to Compton Biggie Smalls on a higher plane Niggas say I'm strange deranged because I put the twelve gauge to your brain Make your shit splatter Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter After the hit leave you on the street with your neck slit Down your backbone to where your motherfucking shit drip The shit I kick ripping through the vest Biggie Smalls passing any test I'm ready to die Time to go we gon put you out your misery motherfucker Niggas definitely know what time it is The Notorious one in full effect for ninety-three Suicidal I'm ready Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the Lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take 'Cause I'm ready to die All y'all motherfuckers come with me if you want to Biggie Smalls the biggest man Third Eye and the rest of the Bad Boy fam I don't wanna see no crying at my funeral Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for you are with me Your rod and your staff they comfort me You prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies You anoint my head with oil my cup overflows Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions Hitting fanny spending chips at Manny's Hope you creeps got receipts my peeps get dirty like cleats Run up in your crib wrap you up in your Polo sheets Muah may you rest in peace With my Sycamore style more sicker than yours There's my pilot steers my Lear yes my dear Shit's official only the Feds I fear Here's a tissue stop your bloodclaat crying The kids the dog everybody dying no lying So don't you get suspicious I'm Big Dangerous you're just a Lil Vicious As I leave my competition respirator style Climb the ladder to success escalator style Hold y'all breath I told y'all Death controls y'all Big don't fold y'all uhh I spit phrases that'll thrill you You're nobody 'til somebody kills you Green with envy the green tempts me To make the rich the enemy and take their cheese Take their spots take their keys make my faculty Live happily ever after in laughter Hah never seen Cristal pour faster And to those bastards knuckleheads squeeze lead 3 of mine dead nothing left to do But tear they ass to shreds leave 'em in bloodshed Incidents like this I take trips Lay up in Miami with Tamika and Tammy Push a peach Legend Coupe gold teeth galore Told me meet 'em in the future later They'll take me shopping buy me lavender and fuschia Gators Introduce me to playa haters and heavy weighters Rich bitch shit drinking Cristal 'til they piss the shit uhh Thorough bitches adapt to any borough bitches Be in spots where they were no bitches you feel me Reminisce on dead friends too You're nobody til somebody kills you You can be the shit flash the fattest five Have the biggest dick but when your shell get hit You ain't worth spit just a memory Remember he used to push the champagne Range Silly cat wore suede in the rain Swear he put the G in game had the Gucci frame Before Dana Dane thought he ran with Kane I can't recall his name you mean that kid That nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine Getting his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine A fucking shame duke's the lame what's his name Feel the strangest if no money exchanges I got these kids in Ranges to leave them niggas brainless All they tote is stainless you just remain as Calm as possible make the deal go through If not here's twelve shots we know how you do Please make your killings clean slugs up in between They eyes like True Lies kill 'em and flee the scene Just bring back the coke or the cream Or else your life is on the shelf we mean this Frank Then they come to kill our babies that's all out I got gats that blow the wall out clear them all out Fuck the fallout word to Stretch I bet they pussy The seven digits push me fucking real here's the deal Enough to cop a 6 buy the house on the beach Supply the peeps with Jeeps brick apiece capisce Everybody getting cream no one considered a leech Think about it now that's damn near 1.5 These motherfuckers is henchmen renegades If you die they still get paid extra probably Fuck a robbery I'm the boss But of course you know I had my fingers crossed Since it's on I call my nigga Arizona Ron From Tucson push the black Yukon Usually had the slow grooves on mostly rock the Isley Stupid as a youngin chose not the moves wisely Sharper with game him and his crooks caught a Jooks Ron bought a truck two bricks laid in the cut His peeps got bucked got locked the fuck up That's when Ron vanished came back speaking Spanish Lavish habits two rings twenty carats He's a criminal nigga made America's Most Killed his baby mother brother slit his throat The nigga got bagged with the toast Weeded took it to trial beat it Now he feel he undefeated he mean it Nothing to lose tattooed around his gun wounds And me I feel the same for this money you dying Especially if my daughter crying I ain't lying We agreed to go in shooting is silly So I freaked them the telly manager was Puerto Rican Gloria from Astoria I went to war with her peeps in ninety-one Stole a gun from my workers And they took drugs they tried to jerk us We blazed they place long story Glo' seen't my face Got shook thought a nigga was coming for the safe A Jamaican some bitches I swear they look gay And a black Range Rover been outside all day If it's trouble let me know I'll be on my way Please I got kids to feed I done seen you make niggas bleed Ron get the gasoline this spot we about to blow this Get the cash before the cops and Range Rover cats notice Room one-hundred-and-twelve right by the staircase perfect place When they evacuate they meet they fate Fuck it it's flameable my hunger is unexplainable Strike the match just what I expected The dread kid ejected in seconds and here come two Opposite sexes one black one Malaysian We in the hallway waiting patient As soon as she hit the door we start blasting I saw her brains hit the floor Ron laughing I swear to God I hit Maxi Priest at least twelve times in the chest Spinned around shot the chink in the breast She crying headshots put her to rest Pop open them briefcases nothing but Franklin faces The spot's hot sprinklers alarm systems That's when other guests start to slip in It's time for us to get to dipping I know them niggas in the Range is on they way up Flipping pistol gripping I load the clip in The hallway got real loud and crowded They walked right past us I don't know how they allowed it The funny thing about it through all the excitement They Range got towed they double-parked by a hydrant Head so hard that your hat can't fit you Either I'm with ya or against ya Format venture back through that maze I sent ya Talking to the rap inventor Nigga with the game tight fifth of that flame right Getting head from some chick he know See it's all about the cheddar nobody do it better Going back to Califronia strictly for the weather Women and the weed sticky green No seeds bitch please Poppa ain't soft Dead up in the hood ain't no love lost Got me mixed up you drunk them licks up Mad 'cause I got my dick sucked And my balls licked forfeit the game is mine I'ma spell my name one more time check it It's the notorious you just lay down slow Recognize a real Don when you see one Sipping on booze in the House of Blues I'm going going back back to Califronia If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the East I live out there so don't go there But that don't mean a nigga can't rest in the West See some nice breast in the West Smoke some nice sess in the West y'all niggas is a mess Thinking I'm gon stop giving L.A props All I got is beef with those that violate me I shall annihilate thee Case closed suitcase filled with clothes Linens and things I begin things Frequently floss hoes at Roscoe's If I wanna squirt her take her to Fatburger Spend about a week on Venice Beach Sippin Cristo with some freaks from Frisco California got gunplay models on the runway Scream Biggie Biggie gimme One More Chance I be whipping on the freeway the New-York City way Pass hash from left to right Only got five blunts left to light I'm set tonight Met a bitch at the Versace store Said she suck it 'til I ain't got no more only in L.A Bust on bitches belly rub it in they tummy Lick it say it's yummy then fuck your man What's your plan is it to rock the Tri-State Almost gold five Gs a show date Or do you wanna see about seven digits Fuck hoes exquisite Califronia great place to visit I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release you lose teeth like Lil' Cease Nigga please blood floods your dungarees And that's just the half of my warpath Laugh now cry later I rhyme greater Than the average playa hater and spectators Buy my CD twice they see me in the streets Be the cats with no dough tried to play me at my show I pull out magnum and go up in they clothes Short-change niggas snort 'caine niggas Extortion came quicker bought the Range nigga Ya still tickle me I used to be as strong as Ripple be Now I play hard like my girl's nipples be The game sour like a pickle be y'all know the rules Thinkin' 'bout all the planes we flew bitches we ran through Motherfuckers mad 'cause I blew niggas envious Too many niggas on my dick shit's strenuous When my men bust you just move with such stamina Slugs missed ya I ain't mad at cha Blood rushin' concussions ain't nothin' Catch cases come out fronting smokin' something Sippin' White Russians bitch in the Benz bumpin' Knockin' Ma$e shit face it we hard to hit Guard ya shit before I stick you for your re-up Wipe the pee up lick shots woke your seed up Go in the ashtray spark the weed up long kiss These fuckin' maniacs put my name in raps What part the game is that Like they hustle backwards I smoke Backwoods and Dutchies you can't touch me Try to rush me slugs go touchy-touchy You're bleedin' lovely with yo' spirit above me Or beneath me your whole life you live sneaky Now you rest eternally sleepy you burn when you creep me Rest where the worms and the weak be My nine flies baptize rap guys With the Holy Ghost I put holes in most You hold your toast shaky slippin' tryna break me Look what you made me do brains blew Skied it out weeded out cleanin' out The block for distances givin' long kisses bitch Only I can do now I say a prayer for you You know that's the only thing I can do just pray for your mind Because see your mind is in control of your heart Where it's supposed to be the other way around Your heart has got to control your mind So now I have no feelings for you Frank White the menacin' Chron Chron's the medicine I got the lettuce and you turn green like cucumber skin Got the new Hummer in the summer when I was a newcomer then drugs and Mac-10's Hugs from fake friends make ends they hate you Be broke girls won't date you That's why I relate to choke your ass out 'til your face blue Make you open the safe too No matter how you call it this brolic alcoholic Like his weed greened out like his brick solid Distribute to kids who take heart like Valentine Drink Ballantine all the time Slugs hit your chest tap your spine flatline Heard through the grapevine you got fucked four times Damn that three to nine fucked you up for real though See the fucked up thing is that I love you You know what I'm saying It's just in my nature to love you 'cause its not in my nature to hate you Maybe I'm a different type of individual But you have me on a line And there's a thin line between love and hate And God-forbid I cross that line 'Cause I'm not gon' give a fuck I'm telling you right motherfucking now The shit that ya'll done started Is never gonna stop We are never gonna stop And we're not talking about no other rappers We're talking about you motherfucker You know who I'm talking to Rappers can't sleep need sleeping Bullets heat-seeking casualties need treating Dumb rappers need teaching Lesson A Don't fuck with me Oh come come now why y'all so dumb now Hunt me or be hunted I got three hundred and fifty-seven ways To simmer saute I'm the winner all day Lights get dimmer down Biggie's hallway My forte causes Caucasians to say Car weed scented if I said it I meant it Call me evil or unbelievable Buck shots out the sun roof of Lexus coupes Leave no witnesses what you think this is Ain't no amateurs here They too near not to hear me Clearly I'm the triple beam dream One thousand grams of uncut to the gut It seems fucked up the way I touched up the grill Trying to play gorilla when you ain't no killer The gat's by your liver your upper lip quiver Get ready to die tell God I said hi And throw down some ice for the nicest MC Niggas know the steelo unbelievable Some say the X make the sex spectacular Make me lick you from yo' neck to your back then ya Shivering tongue delivering Chills up that spine that ass is mine Skip the wine and the candlelight no Cristal tonight If it's all right with you we fucking Deja vu the blunts sparked finger fucking in the park Pissy off Bacardi Dark Remember when I used to play between your legs You begged for me to stop because you know where it would head Straight to your mother's bed Not the Marriott we be lucky if we find a spot Next to your sister damn I really missed the Way she used to rub my back when I hit that Way she used to giggle when your ass would wiggle Now I know you're used to suites at the Parker Meridien Trips to the Caribbean but tonight no ends You must be used to me spending You must be used to me And all that sweet wining and dining Well I'm fucking you tonight Here's another one Girl you look fine Like a wide face Rolex you just shine I like that waistline Let me hit that from behind which wall you wanna climb My style genuine girl I love you long time I got you pinned up with your fucking limbs up All because you like the way my Benz was rimmed up Bitch keep yo' chin up please watch me do thee Nasty like it when you make it move fast mami I like it when you tro' it pon me No love making strictly back breaking Cease know all his hoes go to my door Then they go to his flo' to fuck some more So no caviar Shark Bar Strictly sex that's sweaty and leftover spaghetti And all that sweet wining and dining Well I'm fucking you tonight Can you feel me 'cause I can feel you You must be used to me spending You must be used to me And all that sweet wining and dining Well I'm fucking you tonight Let's stop the bullshit baby Let me take you to the spot fit you hot So you wanna be with me You must be used to me spending And all that sweet wining and dining Well I'm fucking you tonight Remember back in the days when niggas had waves Shooting skelly motherfuckers was all friendly Lounging at the barbecues drinking brews With the neighborhood crews hanging on the avenues Niggas is getting smoked G believe me Talk slick you get your neck slit quick 'Cause real street niggas ain't having that shit Toting Tecs for rep Smoking blunts in the project hallways Shooting dice all day Wait for niggas to step up on some fighting shit We get hype and shit and start lighting shit So step away with your fist-fight ways Motherfucker this ain't back in the days But you don't hear me though All it is to me is a mystery I hear you motherfuckers talk about it But I stay seeing bodies with the motherfucking chalk around it And I'm down with the shit too For the stupid motherfuckers want to try to use Kung-Fu Instead of a Mac-10 he tried scrapping Slugs in his back and that's what the fuck happens When you sleep on the street Little motherfuckers with heat wanna leave a nigga six feet deep And we coming to the wake To make sure the crying and commotion ain't a motherfucking fake Back in the days our parents used to take care of us Look at 'em now they even fuckin' scared of us Calling the city for help because they can't maintain If I wasn't in the rap game I'd probably have a key in the crack game Because the streets is a short stop Either you're slinging crack rock or you got a wicked jump shot Shit it's hard being young from the slums Eating 5 cent gums not knowing where your meal's coming from And now the shit's getting crazier and major Kids younger than me they got the Sky brand pagers Going out of town blowing up Six months later all the dead bodies showing up It make me wanna grab the 9 and the shotty But I gotta go identify the body Damn what happened to the summertime cookouts Every time I turn around a nigga getting took out Shit my Momma got cancer in her breast Don't ask me why I'm motherfucking stressed things done changed Nineteen-seventy something nigga I don't sweat the date My moms is late so I had to plan my escape Out the skins in this world of fly girls Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl Ten months in this gut what the fuck I wish moms would hurry up so I could get buck Wild juvenile ripping mics and shit New York New York ready for the likes of this No spouse in the house so she rode for self To the hospital to see if she could get a little help Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck I'm seeing my death and I ain't even took my first step I made it out I'm bringing mad joy Now I'm thirteen smoking blunts making cream On the drug scene fuck a football team Risking ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen Hearing the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream I mean I want to blow up stack my dough up So school I didn't show up it fucked my flow up Mom said that I should grow up and check myself Before I wreck myself disrespect myself Put the drugs on the shelf Nah couldn't see it Scarface King of New York I want to be it Rap was secondary money was necessary Until I got incarcerated it's kinda scary Not able to move behind the great steel gate Time to contemplate damn where did I fail All the money I stacked was all the money for bail Ninety-four now I explore new horizons Mama smile when she see me that's surprising Honeys is tantalizing they freak all night Peep ducking cops on the creep all night As I open my eyes and realizing I changed Not the same deranged child stuck up in the game And to my niggas living street life Learn to treat life to the best put stress to rest Still tote your vest man niggas be tripping In the streets without a gat Nah nigga you're slipping If I'm pimping on The F with weed on my breath Original hustler with the muffler on the Tec Respect to the macks in the Ac's To the freaks in the Jeeps lick shots to my peeps Me holla respect to all the gun men dem Gun men alone keep gun men friend Fire bun fi all the informer dem Informer lone keep informer friend Me holla respect to all the gun men dem Gun men alone keep gun men friend Fire bun fi all the informer dem Informer lone keep informer friend Now this is Diana King doing a Yankee thing In a Biggie Small's thing do it Ja Have Mercy The gunman in all de party And everybody feel irie And everybody just follow me follow me follow me Have Mercy The wul ah we in ah de party And everybody look irie Now di man them sexy sexy sexy Do it No mercy fuh nuh big up unnu self Cuh we nuh watch seen Hardcore thing we ah deal with Oh yes we are the best No other guy cyaan test Shit mami damn why you actin like that man 'Cause I don't be doin' this I'm sayin' you know it ain't nothin' It's just part of sex ya know'm saying But you know I don't do this I don't even know how to do this I'm just sayin' just a little peck mami for daddy Just a little peck Like that That's what I'm sayin' yeah You know I don't be doin' this though tho' you know that Whatever bitch damnit Nigga was Motherfuckin' hyped up Nigga just grabbed a nigga and snuffed a nigga And it was on from there wasn't nothing stopping him holmes Them motherfuckers was ready for anything Them niggas was packing burners niggas ready to fight with them Niggas doing what they had to do holmes Niggas on the real flip mode holmes Niggas coming out like a motherfucker Niggas was ancy like come on come on motherfuckers Come on motherfuckers come on Let's go deep into the phrase feel the sun rays Off the forehead everything is real Biggie put me on this joint so I'ma be the big wheel Watch it spin hey dad placed your bet on seven Hey Biggie I understand you're from Brooklyn With twenty-two's in your shoes yo keep this joint cooking Well why not blow up the spot with Sadat Release the brainstorm to make your motherfucking brain warm A strange form something kind of lyrical Biggie the bastard Sadat's kind of spiritual Well in God we trust guns I bust Got that disgusting sewer-style dumping And uh do you know where you're going to Do you like the things that I bring Make an MC wanna sing for a living Take the beatdown we fucking giving C'mon motherfucker Come on motherfuckers come on What Niggas want drama putting work on my block When I told y'all last week that shit was too hot Selling deuces and treys cuts my dimes Somebody don't get paid somebody's block get sprayed Reaction is delayed as ya run down the block Caught one in your chest your breath come in spurts Hey yo Biggie tell these niggas I'ma hit 'em where it hurts The Big City it don't spare no bodies Call me papi chulo to all the Spanish mamis I'm about ten blunts down drank three or four stouts Seen five fat asses passed this bitch with glasses Hey your money that's your stock yo bitch pass the Glock Life is real so Biggie take the steel Come on motherfuckers come on You can't touch my riches Biggie Smalls the millionaire the mansion the yacht The two weed spots the two hot Glocks Huh that's how I got the weed spot I shot dread in the head took the bread and the Lambsbread Lil' Gotti got the shotty to your body So don't resist or you might miss Christmas I tote guns I make number runs Everybody hit the deck My slow flows remarkable peace to Matteo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniff the yayo That's crazy blunts mad L's My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells Oh my God I'm dropping shit like a pigeon I hope you're listening smacking babies at they christening So you better grab your pistol 'Cause if you sit still I'm gonna make your fucking shit spill And I'm talking 'bout buckets why did I have to do it Sadat said fuck it you got a gun nigga bust it 'Cause I got mo' shots to pop ya Big Poppa breaking you off something proper Signing off is the hardcore rap singer When I die fuck it I wanna go to hell 'Cause I'm a piece of shit it ain't hard to fuckin' tell It don't make sense goin' to heaven wit' the goodie Dressed in white I like black Tims and black hoodies God will probably have me on some real strict shit No sleepin' all day no gettin my dick licked Hangin' with the goodie loungin' in paradise Fuck that shit I wanna tote guns and shoot dice All my life I been considered as the worst Lyin' to my mother even stealin' out her purse Crime after crime from drugs to extortion I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit Throw the Magnum to my head threaten to pull shit And squeeze until the bed's completely red I'm glad I'm dead a worthless fuckin' buddah head The stress is buildin' up I can't I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind I want to leave I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me Naw you wouldn't understand You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie in New Jack Except when I cross over there ain't no comin' back Should I die on the train track like Remo in Beatstreet People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me My baby momma kissed me but she glad I'm gone She knew me and her sister had somethin' goin' on I wonder if I died would tears come to her eyes Forgive me for my disrespect forgive me for my lies We push the hottest V's peel fast Through the city play Monopoly with real cash Me and Biggie and the models be shaking they sadiddy ass And Prada be something you cats got to see And the watches be all types and shapes of stones Being broke is childish and I'm quite grown Run up in the club with the ice on me and Paisan Scope the spot out see something nice and I'm gone You cats is home screaming the fight's on I'm in the fifteen hundred seats watching Tyson Same night same fight But one of us cats ain't playing right I let you tell it People place yourselves in the shoes of two felons And tell me you won't ball every chance you get And any chance you hit we live for the moment Makes sense don't it Now make dollars Cats pop bottles bone chicks that favor Idalis And rack up frequent flight mileage I'm popping Magnums while Jigga bag something Watch is platinum got jet lag from Flights back and forth pop corks of the best grapes Make the best CDs and the best tapes Don't forget the vinyl take girls break spinals Biggie be Richie like Lionel shit You seen the Jesus dipped to H classes Ice project off lights chick flashes Blind your broke asses even got rocks in the beards and moustaches Rock top fashions Ain't shit changed except the number after the dot On the Range way niggas look at me now kinda strange I hate y'all too Rather be in Carribean sands with Rachel It's unreal out the blue Frank White got sex appeal Bitches used to go Still tote steel I'm trying to see five mil off the single for real You ain't fazing the amazing While your gun's raising mine is blazing See you on see me all talking to sweetness Take it for weakness and leave quick Two MCs with mad dough you know Miraculous pockets stay full Niggas skip the bull 'cause we matadors And we clap the doors of your Acuras Snap like cameras on amateurs Make you all dance hold a hammer to yours Jig and Big rock ice no cracks or flaws Everybody got a part to play back to yours Run up in your crib now crack your doors Watch the real players live it's a habit to floss Play the charts like The Beatles y'all adapt you lost And toast Cristal on behalf of y'all Too bad for y'all Ain't too many as bad as yours truly Do we we laugh at y'all Little bastards y'all We hit makers with acres Roll shakers in Vegas you can't break us Lost chips on Lakers gassed off Shaq Country house tennis courts on horseback Riding deciding cracked crab or lobster Who say mobsters don't prosper Niggas is actors niggas deserve Oscars Me I'm critically acclaimed slug passed your brain Reminisce on dames whose coochie used to stink When we rocked house pieces and puffy Gucci links Now we buy homes in unfamiliar places Tito smile every time he see our faces Cases catch more than outfielders Half these rapping cats ain't seen war Couldn't score if they had point game they lame Speak my name I make 'em dash like Dame I go on and on and on and Don't take 'em to the crib unless they bonin Easy call 'em on the phone and Platinum Chanel cologne and I stay dressed to impress Spark these bitches interest Sex is all I expect If they watch TV in the Lex they know They know quarter past 4 Left the club tipsy say no mo' Except how I'm gettin home tomorrow Cease will drop you off when he see his P.O Back of my mind I hope she swallow Man she spilled a drink on my cream Wallows Reach the gate hungry just ate Riffin she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain't tryna wait Conversate sex on the first date Then I whipped it out rubber no doubt Step out show me what you all about Fingers in your mouth open up your blouse Pull your G-string down South I threw that back out in the parking lot By a Cherokee and a green drop-top And I don't stop until I squirt Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work You know I like nasty girls I need you to dance I need you to strip I need you to shake your lil' ass and hips I need you to grind like you workin' for tips And gimme what I need while we listen to Prince 'Cause miss you ain't seen the world yet rocked La Perla yet Rocked them pearl sets flew in a pearl jet My style make a low profile girl smile Blow a chick back like I blow through a trial And now you and me can drink some Hennessy Then we get it on Made women wantin' to bone Sean Combs sippin' on Patron Speedin' be leanin' got 'em fiendin' Then when I did it to you throw it right back Lift your shirt you know how I flirt Shoulda pushed him dead off wipe the sweat off 'Cause in this world I'm dead off squeeze lead off Benz sped off ain't no shook hands in Brook-land Army fatigues bring fatigue to enemies look man You wanna see me locked up shot up Moms crouched up over the casket screamin' bastard Cryin' know my friends is lyin' Y'all know who killed him filled him with the lugers from they Rugers Or they Desert dyin' ain't the shit but it's pleasant Kinda quiet watch my niggas bring the riot Givin' cats the opposite of diets You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie lazy eye I was high when they hit me took a few cats with me Shit I need the company Apologies in order to T'Yanna my daughter If it was up to me you would be with me Sorta like Daddy Dearest my vision be the clearest Silencers so you can't hear it Competition still fear it shit don't ask me I went from ashy to nasty to classy and still This goes out to cats fingers in they ass again Fifty dollar half-a-men daydreamin' Fuck around get wet like semen your whole team and Be more gone than Freeman I took the cream and moved to new places new faces Fuck the screw faces 'cause when I flip I make the papers dangerous we Goodfellas Niggas can't bang with us try to do me My crew be unruly Some old school cats that call gats toolies Call blacks moolies think it's cool to smoke woolies And fuck without rubbers Specialize in killin' wives and grandmothers Who ya trusting shit When Frank start bustin' Frank start somethin' Killin' ya gently God meant me to push a Bentley Me and Sean Combs takin' broads home On the phone with the chip with these Cristal chicks 'Bout to make our own porno flicks my life's the shit We used to hold the gold now we floss with diamonds Niggas want my team to stop shinin' Pray my fame start declinin' Whinin' like girlies We been around the world twice all we got is mo' ice And mo' nice sacrifice your heart Lexus with the automatic start Fifty shots'll tear your club apart Eatin' shrimp à la carte with some bitches from Brussels Eatin' clams and mussels Uhh octopus pretty face no waist I just want the bush so I can mack it Give her a package to push 'cause I work them hoes Pendejos I show you how to play them hoes Can you just visualize it Before I go to sleep I check the beds and the closet So I can sleep safe not too many keep a mil' in the briefcase Infrareds help me sleep safe but wait See y'all motherfuckers live off of negativity What y'all niggas need to get through your motherfuckin' heads Is that y'all fuckin' with some niggas that's on a higher About what you think about us how you feel about us What you got to say about us We gon keep doing our motherfuckin' thing From now 'til the year three thousand bitches You can't breathe you can't sleep you can't eat And without thinkin' about us on your mind When it comes to sex I'm similar to the thriller in Manila Honeys call me Bigga the condom filler Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff dick Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit now check this shit I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith I get swift with the lyrical gift Hit you with the dick make your kidneys shift Here we go here we go but I'm not Domino I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans I'm in thirteens know what I mean I fuck around and hit you with the Hennessy dick Mess around and go blind don't get to see shit The next batter here to shatter your bladder it doesn't matter Skinny or fat or light-skinned or black baby I drop these I love it when they call me Big Poppa I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa Look I gotcha caught up with the drunk flow For niggas gettin' mad 'cause they bitch chose me A big black motherfucker with G ya see All I do is separate the game from the truth Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia Gettin' Physical like Olivia Newt Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no trivia So gimme a ho a bankroll and a bag of weed I'm guaranteed to fuck her till her nose bleed Even if your new man's a certified mack You all want that old thing back Is my mind playin' tricks like Scarface and Bushwick Willie D havin' nightmares of girls killin' me She mad because what we had didn't last I'm glad because her cousin let me hit the ass The way my pockets swell to the rim with Benjamins Another hon's in the crib please send her in I fuck non-stop lick my lips a lot used to lick the clits a lot 'Cause y'all don't know how to act when the tongue go down below Peep the funk flow really though I got the cleanest meanest penis ya never seen this stroke of genius So take off your Tim boots and your bodysuit I mean the spandex and hit my man next Sex gettin' rougher when it come to the nut buster Pussy crusher black nasty motherfucker And if I'm caressin' em I'm undressin' em Fuck whatcha heard who's the best in New York Fulfillin' fantasies without that nigga Mr. Roarke Or Tattoo I got you wrapped around my dick And when I'm done I got to split shit Back shots is my position I gotcha wishin' for an intermission Fuck the kissin' lickin' down to your belly button I ain't frontin' They don't call me B.I.G. for nuttin all of a sudden Now when I'm fucking off gin I'm invincible Don't love no ho that's my principle 'Cause uh bitches come bitches go That's why I get my nut and I be out the fucking door They might be the one to set me up Want to get they little brother to wet me up That's why I tote Tecs and stuff to get them off my case Just in case the little fucker ends up misplaced I don't give a bitch enough to catch the bus And when I see the semen I'm leaving Bitches be scheming I kid you not That's why I keep my windows locked and my Glock cocked One ho said Big why you so hard on us Why you swear all bitches are so scandalous Thug nigga until the end tell a friend bitch 'Cause when I like you then you go and fuck my friend bitch The blunts and brew thing knocking some Wu-tang Light the blunt clip and recognize a pimp Needless to speak the G's obsolete Don't sleep banged the skins in a week On the creep up the avenue I seen her on the block who she rapping to That's my nigga Dee damn he got G Now she fucking him and fucking me see You know that ain't right You now I play her far like a moon play a star She still sweat me hard 'cause I'm a rap star I be cruising up the block I be passing her Pimping hard with the female passenger And the only time I call her to hang Is when me and Dee blunted up pissy scheming on a gang-bang She should have used her intuition Then she wouldn't be classified in that position listen She's saying I dissed her 'cause I'm fucking her sister A message to the fellas that really gets them pissed uh But she started that fucking family She fucked my man Dee so why she mad at me Plus your sister look better than you Give head better than you pussy get wetter than you So break the fuck out like a rash I'm glad I ain't spend no cash to hit your nasty ass Now first come the cash then come the ass Then come big blunts with big chunks of hash When I score with a whore she be game for sure Pimp so hard a nigga drag his mink on the floor Won't you admit it I ain't gotta talk because I live it Any chick fuckin' with me believe me that's a privilege I won't be satisfied til all my niggas get it See you hit it then I hit it we get it back to split it And Big be that nigga we be flying through your hood And hood rats scoping with their eyes on my goods See we date 'em like we hate 'em see 'em like we don't need 'em Treat 'em like we beat 'em and never give up freedom And we only give our number to selected few And it's best that you never knew what good head'll do Turn a freak to a bisexual And if she's flexible fuck the nigga next to you I'm a pimp by blood not relation Y'all still chase 'em I'll replace 'em Drunk off Dom silk and gators Spitting words make a bird tell they flock see you later Whether drunk or high skunk or Thai Nigga play against some playa shit slugs gon' fly Nigga don't ask why just respect it She bought me the necklace the bracelet The Benz she laced it Crib got it interior decorated Now my popularity grew in each state Now I got 2 in each state Used to drink brew and eat steak Now I pop bottles with models larger steaks on large estates shit I had a whole lot of bitches in my lifetime I been blessed with the game always say the right lines Had a few prostitutes and if you knew the truth They're like pimps you can't let em do it to you She ain't no sucker I know that bitch man She wanna be a Pretty Woman loving a rich man Now here you come drop top riding You ain't no pimp fake nigga stop lying Pussy makes money stick to the business Think about the real motherfuckers that lived it Street life pimp shit make the ho respect the game You bought her diamonds and cars trick that's a shame Say what you want but I still figure She left you 'cause you couldn't be like them real niggas She was a hustler by nature and you was just faker Than the average simps found a badder pimp I remember sellin' three bricks of straight flour Got my man a beat down to the third power He didn't care spent the money in a half hour Got some fishscale reigned on competition like a shower Got the coke cooked up a crackhead Kevin We was kings 'til the D's crept in And now I'm missin' him Uhh we work all week weekends we play the movies We rocked flat tops our girls rocked doobies Made a killin' even though the D's knew me Eventually you know they try to do me Fuck it Fed up my nigga wanted to take it down South Sick of cops coming sick of throwing jacks in his mouth Few months he got his brain blown out now I'm stressed His baby's mother she trippin' blamin' me And his older brothers understand the game it be Kinda topsy turvy you win some you lose some Damn they lost a brother they mother lost a son Fuck why my nigga couldn't stay in N.Y. I'm a thug but I swear for three days I cried I look in the sky and ask God why Can't look his baby girls in the eye Damn I'm missin' him There was this girl around the way that made cats drool Her name's Drew played fools out they money in pool People swore we was fuckin' but we was just cool She used to hang while I slang my joints after school She'd watch my bomb help my moms with the groceries My little sister the girl was kinda close to me A little closer than the average girl's supposed to be Far from a lover my girl was jealous of her Then she started messin' with some major players Handled keys niggas called them the Bricklayers A dread kid had a baby before that bitch Taya Found out her baby's father cheating Now Drew she gotta slay her One night across from the corner store Taya ran around the block with a chrome 4x4 Squeezed all six shots in the passenger door The dude lived what my baby had to die for I'm missin' her Armed and dangerous ain't too many can bang with us Straight up weed no angel dust label us Notorious Thug ass niggas that love to bust it's strange to us Y'all niggas be scrambling gambling Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins We just sitting here trying to win trying not to sin High off weed and lots of gin So much smoke need oxygen steadily counting them Benjamins Nigga you should too if you knew what this game'll do to you Look at all the bullshit I been through Sure caught beef with you know who Fucked a few female stars or two Nigga blue light nigga move like Mike shit Not to be fucked with Motherfucker better duck quick 'cause Me and my dogs love to buck shit Fuck the luck shit strictly aim No aspirations to quit the game Making money living marvelous In God we trust Don't too many niggas wanna start with us Got big guns in the cars with us Bust at any motherfucker acting hard with us You know it's gon' reign with persistence Two legends on the same track two different planes of existence Let's get it cracking I love to bust flows Hit it from the back 'cause I love to fuck ho Do it for the city I love Chicago Calico's bumping I love to bust dough You think you could spit on the mic like you Biggie and flow just as steady as I Shit it's real you know you love em you ain't got Ready To Die Life After Death give it to you however you want it nigga Got it they got ya give it to you however you want it nigga 'Cause the shit it get deep In the middle of it I'mma Bring niggas more drama then they baby mamas Nigga wanna battle I'mma bomb ya One man but attack like a pack of piranhas Like terracotta niggas always ready for the war But they really don't wanna see a nigga though We can get em in a minute then we finish with the venom of the rhythm of a nigga with a sick-o-flow Doing it with Swizz oh no You niggas is in some trouble Somebody better call my team it's gonna be murder when I get to serving them verbally Nigga y'all heard of me Wig splitter killer nigga word to me And I'm classic like Bird and Magic with a tactic to snatch his rep back and stack some platinum Dumping on them at random With the bullets I brand them Fitting to hold the game ransom running up in your mansion cash demanding flashing cannons Niggas ain't ready for this one 'cause I'm on a mission to get even better believe it I'm heavily heated it's easy to see me If you want to see me let that be the reason Tell that muh'fucker to bring me some muh'fuckin weed for this hospital Tell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez And go take about like twenty G's from Gino Tell that muh'fucker get this nigga next door up out of here Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery But the nurses is lovin me Sayin the best part of the day is my half Feedin me breakfast and givin me a sponge bath Niggas say I died dead in the streets Nigga I'm gettin high gettin head on the beach Chillin sittin on about half a million With all my niggas all my guns all my women Next two years I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin Got no love for the other side fuck them tricks Any repercussion Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips All the time Big Poppa kick the war rhymes Raw flows and that's how it goes This for my niggas slingin things had my ring encaged Truck necklace igloo ring and things For the bitches who see them rims spin and grin And the enormous fields disperse of rap On the road to the riches more furs to drag More niggas to kill than birds to bag Hit the jeweler and splurge the tab uh Call me Sean if you suck call me gone when I nut That's the end of us get your friend to fuck Untwist and bend her up you know the deal Niggas talkin real greasy on some ballin shit Funny how quick these pricks forget Actin like I ain't the reason they traded they shit Switched that 5 copped that 6 It's all good you know who the clone is Fuck the Joneses niggas tryin to keep up with the Combses Who that queen bitch keep her glass filled to the rim Titty out like what I don't give a fuck Y'all know my attitude can't stand my cologne Then stay your ass home you and your chaperone Things done changed but we continue to reign As the King and the Queen of hip-hop me and B.I Frank White still listen to all the 'ttention I'm by his side with the chrome fifth playin my position Sexy young thing from the ghetto That bitch rockin mics in high heel stilletos We takin over like Francis Switchin our styles like the hottest new dances See I let y'all live to stack a little paper Be glad I pushed my album back I did y'all hoes a favor I got a bitch that suck my dick til I nut Spit it on my gut and slurp that shit back up Ain't that a slut she even take it in the butt Fuck for bout a hour now she want a golden shower You didn't know that we be pissin on hoes bitch Luke and Biggie straight shittin on hoes bitch Lick your toes bitch Fuck no you must be crazy Squirt in your face and then I'm Swayze Recognize G straight up I can't knock ya The whole clique dick sucked ass licked Leave your number by the phone bring yo' ass on home I roam in Lexuses and Benzes the fly way With the flyest bitch gettin head on the highway My way deep throat on Luke's boat When the moon rises I'm cumin in her eyes Just the way players play Leave it up to me I get fucked all day Sucked all day smokin blunts countin cheese Fucking bitches til they assholes bleed What you say baby Biggie bag bitches from barbecues to barmitzvah's The big don't fit use your lips 'cause I'm feelin kinda itchy for a quickie Don't take off your coat all you got to do is lick me Me eat you I beat you then greet you to the door bitch 'Cause I don't love you no more Which one of these hoes in the lobby wanna slob me You know me I like my dick Brown like Bobby In the duke shoot then the bitch get the boot Unless she lick ass and blow dicks like flutes I like em cute round tits and fat asses Educated so I can bust off on they glasses I wanna cum on your tongue and gums all night The bitch drink nuts by the pint Drink it bitch 'cause all of these hoes do that shit It's after midnight it's time to come up Fuckin with some sluts tryin to bust a nut I ain't seen this many hoes in a long time I wanna make em all mine But it's gettin kinda late and I cain't wait Bitch fuck a first date I pulled out my dick she called me rude but then she ate it like food Then she noticed the limp and the whip Recognize game you've been pimped by a pimp Throw all that trick shit out the window You come up short tryin to doubt the pimp ho Too $hort baby straight from Oakland Ho money is my fix and I can't be broken Freak bitches all on my dick We on some Brooklyn Oakland California shit What do ya do when yo' bitch is untrue Do you cut that hooker off and find someone new I need another bitch in my life I know he don't treat you like I treat you Time to explain your game is see through Sex is lethal I ain't gon' lie Means to get ya back I ain't gon' try Like this y'all my girl sucked anotha nigga dick y'all Light skinned with the chromed out six y'all Thought they was creepin took trips to Vegas every third weekend While you was sleepin' he hit you on the box Sixty-nine code non-stop Shoulda left ya then but my heart said not You knew too much the relationship grew too much You knew about the crack vials means to be trialed Where I hid dough under the bathroom tile Waited for a while thought you would be the right thing Then things got frightening Peep the scene sorta like Sam Rothstein Guess you Ginger huh go figure Never thought you could be a gold-digger Take my dough and spend with the next nigga Asked my man Jigga my ace boon coon Told me cut the bitch off before the shit balloon Now I'm like Brandy Sittin' in My Room Pissy drunk listenin' to Stylistics tunes Or the O'Jays thinkin' bout the old days My nigga's like fuck that bitch go play Baller when she beep you don't call her Guess who I seen that freak bitch Paula She was askin' bout ya whereabouts Here's the digits I know you can wear that out Tear that out the frame ya game so tight We'll be all fucking tonight What do ya do when your man is untrue Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new I need another man in my life 'Member when you said you would die for me shit All of that was just lies to me Motherfucker should have never said bye to me Now you cry for me like Jodeci It's like that y'all my nigga hit another bitch from the back y'all Black nasty and mad fat y'all should have seen the ho Nigga pack your shit you out the do' ohh What about the fight in The Mirage I seen ya Benz parked outside my sister's garage Said it was your friend Rog bullshit I ain't gonna keep puttin' up wit the bullshit And still I never sweat these bitches Q.B. hanged like plaques on the wall with your pictures Scale them fishes my love is concrete Stashin' your heat in the passenger seat of the Nautica Jeep We've been down for so long Still a bitch like me tryin' to hold on Teary eyed damn a bitch steamin' When I testified in court Couldn't think straight thinkin' bout the bitches I fought over you Nigga have the shit you bought And fuck you movin' is my last resort You see nine outta ten niggas ain't shit One outta five niggas suck a dick You're mad at me too bad she ain't as bad as me Shoulda kept the freak bitch off my canape Now you see ain't no pussy warm as mine Long as mine ain't no love as strong as this When I sucked your dick it's like smokin' a roach Uhh why go from first class to coach What do ya do when yo' bitch is untrue Do you cut that hooker off and find someone new I need another bitch in my life What do ya do when your man is untrue Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new I need another man in my life Can I live 'til my last day Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Yo what's beef to you three niggas with hoodies and bats That ain't shit compared to one small cat with gats When we came here we cut off all kind circulation Breathin' eatin' the whole situation When we do our shit we do our shit for real While you take your money for your deal and make your own beats Compose your own sheets that's aight but chill I'ma spend that mil and cop only hot shit Then you can see me flyin' in the Bentley cockpit Gang not but we been had our black tears Niggas under the stairs only understand what we got Underground all above must get shot You couldn't book me Dano Sheek Luciano put the burners To all y'all what nigga bring it I'm callin' y'all You already know what it's about when I run up in your house Put the gun up in your mouth and get the money out the couch Hearin' you out is senseless perhaps for instance I give this faggot a french kiss Black gloves no prints dark tints Word on the street they ain't heard from him since You know about life after kickin' the kid in Since me and my madam can flip seven cars The flow is forbidden Either you ridin' or you dyin' 'cause we swingin' iron Who gon' stop us Your last joint double copper You gettin' money or your runnin' from the Feds Ain't nothing over here but sixteen with one in the head And I solemnly swear That all y'all niggas out there got a problem this year Can I live 'til my last day Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Before you think of keepin' me down heatin' me down The flow like water get deep and you drown With no soul many niggas roll with no dough Even the small gun got a little black hole Your destiny is something you can never figure out Niggas is never happy 'til there's blood up in your mouth There's a lot of killers but who the hell are you to blame There's a lot of dead how the hell you take the pain Live with it got money you better give with it My man had the thug in him did his bid with it Get married to the game but never have a kid with it Advice from the wise slice the pies Too many schemes devised when dreams collide Teams provide war for the street to absorb Stashed in the ceiling and you slept on the floor Only a blind thug'll fall in love with a whore Who the fuck wanna squeeze You wakin' up in cold sweats they just dreams You still apologizin' Analyzin' my size and your size and Realizin' a fist fight would be asinine You just pop wines I must pop nines Genuine steel piece nozzle in your grill piece You're shook up two bricks every cook up We can hook up all I see is the future Disrespect I shoot ya By the way them bricks get flipped weekly Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak Die for a dollar nigga life ain't sweet Play for keeps wet shirts with experts on the creep Our beef is my fiance about to marry it Illegal transactions in Farragut with Arabics Why not they fit twelve up in the bedroom Imagine what they stash is like make you a classic like Fuck around and get an ulcer loose your pulse or Collapsed lung look how many gats I brung For them homos still doin' promos Break both your legs you're movin' slow-motion Got shine to glow mo' Nine hundred and ninety six grams you need four mo' I remember I met this one bitch 'Cause you know me I don't see how I'm the nasty motherfucker I just thought I thought I'da did anything in the world I meets this one bitch I comes up in the spot or whatever The bitch got the candles lit or whatever so She tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever I'm read to wear it out or whatever The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her Ya know shit I was like whatchu mean shit I mean I might shit on you after I hit it I won't call you no more Shit on you like that She talkin about no she want me to cock over her And shit on her stomach I said bitch what the what the fuck What the fuck I'm sposed to do after I after I shit on her I'm sposed to hit that after that She's just wilding out so after I shits on the bitch right Ya know I shit after I shits on the bitch The bitch ya know washed that shit off or whatever This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Representin on the freaky Fuck em all day fuck em all night We don't love these hoes Don't take them to the crib unless they bonin' Easy call em on the phone and Platinum Chanel cologne and I stay dressed to impress Spark these bitches interest Sex is all I expect Left the club tipsy say no mo' Except how I'm gettin home tomorrow Back of my mind I hope she swallow Man she spilled a drink on my cream Wallows Reach the gate hungry just ate Riffin she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain't tryna wait Conversate sex on the first date Then I whipped it out rubber no doubt Step out show me what you all about Fingers in your mouth open up your blouse Pull your G-string down South Threw that back out in the parking lot By a Cherokee and a green drop-top And I don't stop until I squirt Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work You nasty boy you nasty You nasty boy nigga you so nasty I remember we went to Tennessee Then we came home mad messages was on my phone Bitch named Simone Screamin she fiendin for the semen Me bein the man that I am Took it to her condo pronto Half Indian I called her Tonto Roll the chron'chron' in the dark pronto Few puffs eyes got low And off to the bedroom we go Sex is drama head is trauma Ripped pajamas I'ma stay 'til tomorrow Satisfying all my needs twice With whipped cream handcuffs and ice The bitch is nice word is bond Can't wait to put my niggas on that Fuck that I preach it my nine reaches The prestigious cats that speak this Willie shit Flooded pieces my hand releases snatches Smack ya cabbage half-ass rappers shouldn't have it So I grab it never run the outcome Is usually a beatdown brutally fuck who you be Or where you're from West or East Coast squeeze toast Leave most in the blood they layin in that The rings and things you sing about bring 'em out It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth It's more than I expected I thought your jewels was rented But they wasn't so run it cousin I could chill the heat doesn't Ran up in your shell about a dozen You never see bank like Frank White Your hand clutchin your chest plate contemplate You're about to die nigga wait keep yo' hands high I don't brown nose out of town hoes I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the five point oh I get bagged I'm John Doe suspect You ass like prime roastin Calvin Klein clothes Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear I'm out there I bought it with George Jetson here Your time is near so get your body dropped off I stopped trustin niggas since Gotti got caught It's Bricks keep your wrist covered I'm piss colored By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris brother I.C.U. my sheisty crew like ice me too I break your legs leave your eyes slightly blue The Doc was born with a grenade palm I'm concurrent in your hood like a teenage mom If I pull out the A.K. keep your hands high I got a new mouth to feed I'm due South with keys Y'all pick seeds out y'all weed I watch cowards bleed Motherfucker please it's my block with my rocks Fuck that hip-hop them one-two's and you don't stops Me and my nigga Lance took Kim and Cease advance Bought ten bricks four pounds of weed plants From Branson now we lampin twelve room mansion Niggas spit be counterfeit robbery come naturally In and out like fuckin rapidly pass the gat to me Make his chest rest where his back should be talkin' blasphemy Blastin me your family rest in coffins often Frank Wizzah far from soft or fragilla Play hard like Reggie Miller rapper slash dope dealer Slash guerilla slash illest turned iller Don't approach me with that shit you out of pocket I take these adolescents back to Spofford Mentally my energy is like a figure eight on it's side That's infinity Too many sick niggas nickel nines bring the remedy When you play the field what's the penalty Unnecessary roughness career endin' injuries for suckers Stuck on stupid shoot 'em with a dart like Cupid Until they got love for my music Star Wars I'm Han Solo with three egos High bar flower with no equal Niggas swingin' swords in the war that's my people Sho' nuff before I roll up this is a hold up Hands high reach for the sky I rep S.I. the unpretty word to Left Eye New York Shitty put they weight on it And who better for the job than Biggie And touch individual small frame buck and change All about the fortune fuck the fame labels still extortin' Kick me when I'm down but I'm up again scorchin' To kill the bullshit like a matador Nigga I don't sweat the date my moms is late So I had to plan my escape out the skins In this world the fly girl Tanqueray or Hennessy until I called Earl Ten months in this gut what the fuck I wish moms would hurry up so I could get buck While Juvenile rippin' mics and shit New York New York ready for the likes of this No spouse in the house so she rolls herself To the hospital to see if she could get a little help Umbilical chord's wraped around my neck I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my first step I made it out I'm bringin' mad joy Before all the homies died Before all the dollars and nines I knew that I was goin' somewhere Let me take you back in time Before I even got the rhyme before I had nickels and Dimes I knew that I was goin' somewhere Would 'Pac be alive if you let 'Pac drive Swear to God to reverse that I'll give my Left Eye With the right I'll visualize the king of the ghetto Checkin' his daughter Tyanna into junior high With Sue's rendezvous it's like Moulin Rouge High fashion uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez Puerto Ricans with fat asses Blazed dutch masters we dump ashes On models in S classes for you bastards Catch a cab to Manhattan with that Broadway actin' You hype that Belly shit'll get you capped and wrapped in plastic Tell the captain to ask Rog' What's Happenin' I hear nor speak no evil inside the magnum Now I'm thirteen smokin' blunts makin' cream On the drug scene fuck a football team Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream I mean I wanna blow up stack my dough up So school I didn't show up it fucked my flow up Mom said that I should grow up and check myself Before I wreck myself disrespect myself Put the drugs on the shelf nah couldn't see it Scarface king of New York I wanna be it Rap was secondary money was necessary Until I got incarcerated kinda scary Not able to move behind a great steel gate Time to contemplate damn where did I fail All the money I stacked was all the money for bail Back up chump you know Biggie Smalls rips it quick And kicks it quick you know how black niggas get With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees Smokin weed flippin ki's making crazy G's Hitting buckshots at niggas that open spots On the avenue take my loot and I'm bagging you Pimping hoes that drive Volvos and Rodeos Flash the roll make her wet in her pantyhose Damn a nigga's style is unorthodox Grip the Glock when I walk down the crowded blocks Just in case a nigga want to act out I just black out and blow they motherfucking back out That's a real nigga for ya When we smoke spliffs we pack four-fifths Just in case Dread want to riff He get a free lift to the cemetary rough very Not your ordinary we watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script and rip your lawyer Spit at the DA 'cause fuck what she say Up north bound first stop for the town Of Fishkill where the hand skills are real ill Blunt smoke coming out the nose is all a nigga knows Flipping on foes putting tags on toes Watching the stash grow clocking the cashflow The neighborhood gravedigger Getting paid so much all the bitches want to see a nigga I guess they figure I'm paid I want to get laid Or since I got loot I want to knock boots I'd rather beat my dick than trick And if she don't suck then we don't fuck I'd rather make a buck drive a fat-ass truck Grab the 9 two clips and run amuck Yes flex after two or three Becks As I wreck shit what the fuck you expected A fly guy Well fuck it I'm the high guy From Bed-Stuy putting the swelling on your eye And your nose even when I choke ya you stop breathing And when Jake come I'm leaving Sick of mama screaming that Get a job nigga Pressed to the limit got to rob me a nigga Simple and plain my man scooped me in a hooptie Got to bang a nigga and bang a nigga good So I can cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood Can't live life slinging rocks and smoking blunts Hanging wit the niggas don't pay the bills And being broke at thirty give a nigga the chills So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic Yo you see that shit Columbian Dominican yeah whatever Whoever he was he had it tucked under the leather Blew his brains out 'cause witnesses we don't leave After mad blunts and gin we had the plan made Mad games pool tables and candy A little extra chicken loot be comin in handy Check it got on some ninety-five shit sold the 5 bought the 6 Delvecc copped the lex we was set Nino had work all in the projects Niggas slingin O's he kept the profit no one could stop it We was livin it up All the sexy young bitches ain't stressin givin it up Same bitches suckin' dick tryin' their best to thrill me Said the niggas I killed is out to kill me Soon as she spoke on that note I saw trenchcoats One had a mac spittin' all I saw was gun smoke The other had a shottie I was shootin' everybody And I wasn't missing had to get out this position Niggas still hitting feel the hot ones in my back Licked six shots smoked the nigga wit the mac The nigga wit the shottie still busting cussing Maricons and putas All I'm tryin to do is shoot ya two shots in the ruger Blew his ass out Then I passed out The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery But the nurses is lovin' me Saying the best part of the day is my half Feedin' me breakfast and givin' me a sponge bath Niggas say I died dead in the streets Nigga I'm getting high getting head on the beach Chillin sittin on about half a million With all my niggas all my guns all my women Next two years I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin Got no love for the other side fuck them tricks Any repurcussion Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips All the time Big Poppa kick the raw rhyme Raw flows and that's how it goes Another day in the ghetto One look outside I'm already upset yo It look about a hundred-and-two It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nothing to do Uhh I'm interrupted by a phone ring Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfucking thing Why don't ya hit me on the box a little later Washed up got dressed hits the elevator Steps out it's the same old scene Dope fiend crack fiend eyewitness news team I seen a honey with a butt looking butter soft I know she looks much better with them clothes up off Sitting all thick with the ruby red lipstick That's the one I gotta get with I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew whatcha I think I do Sling skins for a living my name ain't November This ain't Thanksgiving you ain't Michael Bivins Mack it up flip it rub it down Do me baby I ain't down You hitting this nigga how that sound Huh first of all you got me mixed up with Somebody ya done slept with hold up That's my Neneh Cherry shit I got something slicker Let me just sip up on this liquor All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic Slam ya like Onyx and get ya hooked on I said walk me upstairs 'cause I forgot my Phillies I don't care so don't be acting silly I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore raps And it wouldn't take a second before I had her on her back Pulling back the bra straps threw on my Silk I wanna get freaky with you Lose control on the skins is all I can picture now I'm about to hit you To all my hoes respect due Tamika sorry I left you Michelle I'm glad I met you You make the head feel special Now I know it's official That I can touch and tease you Pull up my pants and diss you And hit the door you came through Germany style these hoes they blast me One of the chickenhead with sex appeal pass me That's her hands ankles feet they ashy I like the flashy type who pass with dykes With long hair and they ass be right I get up on that ass see what that be like I fuck a bitch good if she ask me right huh Previously on Ready to Die Damn we were suppose to rule the world baby I know you hear me nigga I know you hear me You got too much livin' to do Too much unfinished business It ain't over Ask who's the raw bet they say Poppa very Look forward to me like commissary All of a sudden now every-body Big Willie Done did it come widdit get yo' head splitted Or get your neck slitted admit it you overdid it Your shit it just ain't got that loud Biggie Smalls the illest and how phrase raise your eyebrow By now you figure he talkin' bout that nigga But your weak-ass assumptions lead led to dumpin' Catch my drift or catch my four-fifth lift At least six inches above project fences Turn meat to minces jumps turn to flinches When I rain I drenches cleared your park benches Missed you by pinches Actor needs chiropractor for cracked jaw Yes I rocked your chatterbox Dangerous you're not I gets down Twist your body round and round upside down Make money hand over fist The bovines roam where chickenhearts don't exist Settin' up shop it's hands on in the hustle Fakes don't kill nuttin' but time and don't tussle The process of elimination fresh rotation Come and go and they death be starvation In the heat of battle it's no rest for the weary Snooze and you lose is the theory The theory of a patient man is wild beyond belief Be afraid you don't want beef with us chief Your talk is cheap and the supply meets demand Everything you can imagine is real man And revenge be the dish I serve to cats cold Stay up on about ten folds you know how it goes You know the streets and it's real as shit c'mon Niggas grab your dicks c'mon Bitches rub your tits c'mon C'mon yo throw your hands c'mon Bitch grab your tits c'mon Let me know you in the spot Bump your fists c'mon Thugs tote yo' shit We bout to get mo' rich c'mon Let's blow the club c'mon Fuck the place up c'mon Shake yo' nasty ass And make it swing all around c'mon Yo make this money Throw yo' loot on the ground c'mon Bounce in your whips c'mon Bitch lick yo' lips c'mon My nigga this be the shit c'mon Slap you with my paw all across your jaw Break fool on these bitches while I'm breakin' the law You come up in my room look bitch you takin' it off Follow me I slip em slide em rip em ride em provide em We dips to this make chips to this And buy brand new whips and shit I bet you didn't know that yo' bitch was suckin' dick Who you think she fuckin' with Look here My Eastside lifestyle is way foul move the crowd You got stuck and fucked Doggystyle All up in Crooklyn bad bitches are lookin' So you lovin' us so much this shit is bleedin' through you If I worked in a restaurant I'd shit in the food and feed it to you Most of my niggas cuckoo easy to gas to shoot you Even all of them Haitian niggas won't believe this voodoo With my niggas who marinate on foul thoughts and think savage Them niggas'll throw you in a manhole And push they hand in yo' ass And pull yo' head right out yo' asshole Parkay nigga we rugged all day nigga You ready to fuck bitch Fuck the foreplay nigga This me for all consumers my nigga fuck the rumors Three in the worst way of pure coke for all you drug abusers Niggas talkin' it but ain't livin' it Cristal pops I'm sippin' it mob hats and lizard shit 'Gator trunks bitch rollin' blunts with the williest of the willy Heckler Koch and nine millies Stories like a motherfucker Model bitches wondering if I'm a fuck with her She know I treats my bitches like Ivana Dolce and Gabana drippin' Big Poppa never slippin' Dinner with the wifey winin' dinin' Smoking cigars in Bogota With Colombian niggas named Panama And Englique and shit Games we play life endin' Bitches bending over with ease For a pair of Moschino jeans And Donna Karan tank tops I got your bank stopped Singles on top Benjamins Under the rest of 'em Advancin' From duplex to mansion Game elevates money I make Gets your stocks and real estates bitch Jet skiing in the Caribbean white sands Discussing plans with my mans Dark blue land smoke tint chrome rims and system That leaves your rear views tremblin' What you gonna do when poppa catch an attitude Drop to your knees and show gratitude Kiss my rings it's a Frank White thing I stay potent Bitch is devoted take my dick and deep throat it Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine Looking for this hour glass of time Trying to find my purpose on this grand design Is there anybody out there living Is there any money out there for me You just listen to this husler's story Picture me a product of the zone three Scared lost don't know what I'm suppose to be Shit cost money never came to me When shit short I suffered unshamelessly The lord humble niggas 'specially if they act like They too big for they draw when they stacks right Think I'm bullshittin' A bunch of niggas back like Right back hungry stacks gone they forgot Christ I know a nigga sold his soul for a nickel rock I know some hoes for the dro you can hit the cock I know a nigga workin'from nine to five Been on fifteen years ain't got a car to drive I know some nigga wanna act hard flicks pitch Fake jack boys can't rob get killed Got kin folk backyard big whips Escart that lift my homeboy this year While B.I.G. sittin up with Englique I'm on the coastline politickin' wit Jose We got the birds flyin' in the coupe all day Tryin' to find a new way to smugglin' pure yay' We bout our business ain't know small time fees If you ain't growin the 'caine then we ain't gon' meet See I'm the one when things get deep And my Africans will put yo' main man to sleep now And Mexico far from the block Tryin' to figure out how many Glocks to a box now Sellin' arms as well as rocks in my socks If you could show me the money here's the ki's to the lock now Hey you know the streets is my territory Ain't scared of nothin let you fear it for me Hey whether win lose or draw Believe that death is waitin for all Face Mob in the buildin Niggas is quick to chop rocks and hot hands Make a break for it get away for it that was the plan So the whole time I been plottin' on his man Caught him slippin' and sleepin' I hit his ass wit the can and Here's somethin' that you can't understand How can one be so cold and snatch a nigga's soul I'm on some get back shit there comes a time In every man's mind when it's deeper than dollar signs I been on the grind got homies doi'n time Behind niggas actin like bitches and bitches droppin' dimes I'm duckin' indictments pussy just wet and wise Niggas just ain't tellin' no they know we let it slide But nah we gotta ride and him he gotta die So if you catch up to his ass before I catch him give him mine The rats one thing a real nigga here despise I'm a five K one killa I set his ass on fire Queen Bee and Notorious B.I.G. nigga The best that ever lived the best that ever did it The best that ever lived it Cocksuckers What's his name huh That's how we do it ya'll To all my niggas in the house Bad Boy Who we die for All day everyday nigga For the love of Biggie we bang out Since my man died we don't hang out We blow brains out we tear the club up pullin things out Mafia World all my niggas max out We Bad Boys why ya'll niggas cracked out Coward niggas most are burried down south Far from gangstas really hush puppies Niggas bearly speak when we discuss money Niggas stay yappin when there's always somethin funny The realest niggas never took nuthin from me Rock ice stay jig fuck with niggas that got drunk and hate kids Got niggas on state bids that hate movies like Rosewood and Matrix A yo Biggie taught me well Biggie told me how to flip bricks like cartwheel To all my thugs who puffed him To all my girls who hugged him You love him yell his name I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees Nigga please I cock and squeeze for Mafia Representin Bucktown Face down you know the routine the cream Earings you know the drama Biggie bring For Biggie I learn to grip aim and cock it Once I got it I lock it Banger big city boy with deep pockets See me speak that paper better be the topic I like my ice frozen like the Antartic I'm quick to finish it your good to start it And with the flashy colors on you just a target Waitin for a hard hit I like marine blue marine green roll with a mean team Meshed out fresh out and stay greams We big boys we do big things born in this county of kings I ain't got shit I spread things take things Fuck whenever my mood swings from the summer for the winter to the spring My nigga ill's holdin it down for the beam Still tustle still struggle we feel pain Still ride still die for BIG's name For BIG I grip the Sig put six in your wig Not 'cause of what he said 'cause of what he did When I hear that pop quiz that's the way I was raised and thats the way it is for We roll like the Panthers show our guns on camera Do jokes with police scanners niggas mediocre full of dirt like hampers I roll with a bunch of niggas that wear bandanas and rep We kept it thurough from the heart ripped the barrel Lets see who wanna go against Mafia world Niggas nuthin but squirels they know we rep Niggas tryin to get a nut hit in the head or below the gut Wood style roll'em up get plucked nigga what Go back to spend a ton and know cats wit gold tooths Know my gat and bust for my nigga Now when I cock back and squeeze my Desert E'z Make you drop to your knees barely able to breathe My bullets move in threes one for Brooklyn One for Mafia so take that Uh and this one's for You know Frank kept me iced out Mink dragon seven figures in my bank account All that material shit ya'll still tryin to get it Uh you fuckin pricks get off his dick tryin to be like All ya'll lame ass niggas keep my man name out your mouth Ya'll niggas can't see Poppa nor the Big Moma We got it sewn we don't need ya'll help we hold our own 'Cause this goes out to cats not tryin to give it up