this Have a ball, I'm not mad at ch'all, where the alcohol I ain't messin with you at all, girl your ass too small Cop the hot shit, write it off while
[Apathy:] I'll break ya brain cells off at the stem your status is stupider Ap' is a nuclear blast, heart blacker than Lucifer I could sit and write a
legend I'ma live way after my death I sacrifice whateva thats left I give ya'll the last of my breath like..(exhales) Write it down take a picture record a copy
Subliminal gangrene paintings Over while the same thing Sing song karaoke copy bullshit Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics Fourth dimension, combat convention Write
Subliminal gangrene paintings Overall the same things Sing songs, karaoke, copy, bulls**t Break bones verbally with sticks-and-stones tactics Fourth dimension, combat convention Write
Surround sound Devouring the scene Subliminal gangrene paintings Over while the same thing Sing song karaoke copy bullshit Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics Fourth dimension, combat convention Write
small that when my lonely knot was tied I was an echo in your mind Lost in canyons I would never find PRECHORUS CHORUS 6. Illyria © Vigoda/Kendrick 1993 7. Tempt Me ©
the method" Extra P from ATCQ's _Keep It Rollin_) * cut and scratched 4X by Mista Sinister Verse One: No I.D. No time to get all excited just write
of the characters from good times, good men say a??If you want to talk do it silenta?? Therea??s nothing you can tell my damn fans to stop liking me or writing
that's why it starts with ER (I'm Hot) I'm by far the best stop the racket I'm a master with a mic and green jacket They can be the traffic write somethin
stranger, just the rhyme arranger Highly explosive, keep out, danger Packin' Gs while you try to beat me But for these MCs who go on and wannabe Gs What I write
you niggas is some hoes (hoes) [Verse 3: Chino XL] These niggas is hoes on King's life, Chino is livin it Jesus Christ is sewing me for copy write infringement
Home sick just when I thought I was sick of home Losing track of time everyday we switching zones Drizzy Hendrix Ia??m just backstage getting stoned Thank Me Later man, a million copies
home Home sick just when I thought I was sick of home Losing track of time everyday we switching zones Drizzy Hendrix I'm just backstage getting stoned Thank Me Later man, a million copies
grave sites, rap stars fill 'em up You what? Thirty, forty years old and still wack as fuck Me? I ain't even in my prime When I write my dopest rhyme
down, Mama told me you's the giant Pump out the nose cold,crimewave,host em, baratone throne So defiant, they stole the science from the o.g. carbon copies
' my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it's tangible, stop me But then I hit 'em with a flow, that they can't even copy See, we don't play that Where
understandin? my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it?s ?, stop me But then I hit ?em with a flow, that they can?t even copy See, we don?t play that
