, like I'm a Gotti Llama by me, I rhyme like I'm some kind of kamikaze I'm the head of this rap shit I got a lot of back like Buffie Trust me, plus, I
9" Bar Exam 2, spit a rhyme A miniature version of me, told me he wanted to MC I told him, "Be careful who you be." He said, "I'ma just be me." I said
m down with Slim that I sound like him Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell And say fagot shit to me like I look like L My advice quit
much the shits stingin' You heard who better than me, bitch bring 'em! Uhhh! - He stepped up like Rocky, he'll probably be finished (whooo!) He'll go from looking like he
collin' and call the corrin tell him next again We shot him like a cracker and stabbed him like a Mexican May never plex again not like he can But just in case he get resurected is bestresurrecte he
scene, he knew he was finished DeWayne Roberts knew him in college, mid-twenties Stopped being brolic, V.A. driver's license in his wallet The last call
't place the face, kind of hard to catch me Kings that pull strings like Dorothy Ashby Jawns keep telling me I'm great like Gatsby Caught like a felony
He, he, he, yeah What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe? Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always know Who got robbed, got shot, who
from your bingo Sounds of the Mecca, dark fresh from the tailor Because they made a movie when he cuss like a sailor Better yet, dialect dirty like a
call it like i see it, talk it like i be it walkin my walk, thugged out orthopedic cause i'm soon to be up, give me room watch me heat up niggas try
gotta call it like i see it, talk it like i be it walkin my walk, thugged out orthopedic cause i'm soon to be up, give me room watch me heat up niggas
like a roach, can I make it last? Like a quick half ounce, another thing from the past You're the kind of motherfucker talking shit bitch I'm the kind
in a big body They be following me, stalking like the paparazzi So fuck a hater they just mad, they can't shine like me I got the fifteens, ten inch reclined
to the juggalo sound Fuck outta here if you ain't down with the clown Fuck Gene Simmons, you make me sick 'Psycho circus' you stole my shit Spit your
They got uzis, they got shotguns, they got explosives They got access to any kind of weapon they want within 24 hours We got over 50,000 gangbangers out
the club And when I come you got love for me 'Cause I'm a super superstar You know we're super superstars Now break me down, check my resume, tell me
crew ain't even true wit' it I see your man he's like umm nothing to do with it I know you pack like that but Cam why you act like that Shut up nigga
than you We buy real coke, your grams is blue Ai yo, the president is like me, he smoke weed too Don't really like to fuck, he just get hed too Stick