[Intro] Yeah, uh Dropped somethin' off real quick, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, (Uh, triple S) bitch
[Verse 1] I was big rabbit before the birth of my son The Earth ain't big enough for both of us, you gotta get done They sayin' they smoking top fives But you ain't burned up the one Uh, fuck niggas talkin' 'bout? (Fuck niggas talkin' 'bout?) Like every time I hit the booth I don't leave that bitch with a body count Came up talkin' shit as a toddler, I had a potty mouth (Yeah) All the girls I ever got pregnant I trick the body out Lift that ass up, got them titties did Got rich and didn't die tryin', fuck all the many men Got rich and put 'em on tour, shoutout my mini-mes (Yeah) Only thing they own is them diamond Cubans and skinny jeans (Hahaha) Only thing I got is my balls and my word if anything Hoes will be with any crew, give that ass to any who Got they credibility wanin' just like these rappers do (Yeah) Niggas change they name but your history ain't detachable I'm so grammatical I could take a sabbatical (Yeah) Gary nigga was never no Indianimal (Yeah) Built the empire from ashes and send me back a few (Yeah) Niggas wanna sign me off, I'm the reason they signing you
[Bridge] (Hahaha, bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?) You wanna cut the Kane train, nigga I'm the motherfuckin' blueprint, nigga You got the carbon copy, bitch, yeah
[Verse 2] Fuck the industry, you get lost in it (Yeah) BET treat a nigga like I ain't dark-skinned (Fuck) But I ain't fuck with y'all since 106 & Park ended Cypher's just a waste of my time 'cause I walk the park with it Snow said: "Let's hit the awards", but we ain't dressin' up Showed up in a tank top and chucks, he in a fuckin' tux Textin' Ross to get some advice, he keep me buttoned up I disrespected bro several years ago, I was fuckin' up (Yeah) Now I love him like my momma son House up in the hills ain't shit 'til you get your momma one You a certified crack baby, I ganked your momma funds Pray the Lord forgive me for selling dope during Ramadan, uh Dua keep a nigga stable Them crackers mark a nigga grave before you touch the cradle I sent a ton off to the Moes 'cause I was more than able (Feed) They let the GDs in the door, the Lords was at the table (Feed)
[Bridge] (Triple S exercise) You know I'm sayin', nigga Big rabbit, not lil rabbit Lil rabbit with the babysitter, bitch You know what I'm sayin'? You gotta deal with the big boy (I can already feel my trappin' mojo returnin')
[Part II]
[Verse 3] Uh, yeah Rest in peace Big Time, nigga You know what I'm sayin', nigga? (Broadway) That private school shit is expensive (Triple S) Ayo, roaches on my cereal boxes, in Gary living poor Same meal Saturday morning, we watchin' Diff'rent Strokes Diego shakin' up with me, Ced and them niggas flippin folks I was sellin' dope when Kanye was workin' at River Oaks (Yeah, yeah) I did it with no radio Had a million dollars before I ever met Ebro (Yeah) 'Cause up until this point my activities was illegal (Yeah) I never made a chart, I ain't let it fuck with my ego (Fuck a ego) What I drop spark fear I had the album of the year, bitch, you can ask Nasir The gangsta rapper of the year runnin' like ten years straight Sometimes I feel like all my flowers comin' ten years late (That's how I feel, bitch) But fuck it (That's how I feel, nigga) Vice Lord poetry (Yeah) Had to be twice as nice as these niggas for y'all to notice me King Rabbit, nobody over me If I had a time machine The younger Fred would be buying bricks from the older me If I had a time machine I would bring Chad Butler back Candy painted, sitting on blades, so how you lovin' that? Oh, you lovin' that?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
