I'm from that small city called Panorama Where them vato's roam and they blast they hammers Never had no sense, so I'm bad with manners Who'd have thought I'd be living life in the flashing cameras? Got bitches on my nuts like pubics Niggas could never figure me out like Rubik's I be bullying everybody like I'm Brutus, Who? So don't underestimate me, I do this, truest I'm calm and ill but still drop bombs, I kill You know the deal, with my godly skills You wanna jog the field in my shoes? That's a lot to fill It won't happen, you cannot be real Man, there's so many rappers that wanna catch my fade So many bitches that wanna snatch my blang I'll probably end up on the news dead, bullet in the head Mama in the street yelling "That's my baby!" You want me to keep it to a minimal with the syllables? I think you should get up off my genitals Every nigga identical when they spit a flow, this shit is critical Imma have to get rough and get on my sentinels Nigga, what you be sipping on? I'm guessing your pen is broke Is it difficult for you to get better? You're so despicable Cause your shit is boo-boo, your bars are predictable I do not bump it, it's hard to get into you Please admit it, man, the voyage is radical Mind is set to just destroy, I'm an animal Killing shit, man, I'm a poisonous antidote I be on it, man, ya boy's international Yeah, I'm mad with rhymes Been doing this since '99, I'm a mastermind Homie, it's 2015, and all my niggas gon' kill it When they finish the job, the other half is mine
Fool, you ain't on that real shit I live here, you on a field trip I'm made of shit you ain't built with You a bitch, yo girl need a real dick It's no doubt, niggas gon' feel this You don't scare niggas, not even a little bit I serve you, you get the bill quick Crown me, I'm a real prince
Give me that crown boy! (give it!), I said "Give me that shit!" Give me that crown boy! (c'mon!), I said "Give me that shit!" /2x
The rap game's mine, I revolve it 'round me, I think I have lost it And my mind's exhausted, I'm nauseous from the process Of hopping on stage and trying to dive in moshpits Nigga, why you focused on diamonds? These Cubic Zirconia's all up in my ear Over jewelry, I don't get excited My perception in life is "Why the fuck am I here, nigga?" I've been this way since your ass has been sucking on titties Since niggas cocked back, and start busting on Fifty Since J-Lo was mobbin' in public with Diddy Since Biggie and Pac got shot up, it's a pity That's bullshit you're talking, I'm not in the mood, bro Continue yapping, you'll see Hopsin is brutal Keep pushing me, you gon' get dropped with some Judo You fanning out like you want cock in yo culo Niggas only in it for money and bitches I don't even think they wanna rap no more But they wanna be all over the television Rockin' feminine shit, tryna act homo Old bi-ass niggas can't bypass niggas "I can't change even if I tried"-ass niggas Tight jeans on so they show your ass-ass niggas In the pool with the homie, trying to splash-ass niggas Fruity as Mike and Ike, you'll get diced to rice When I arrive I pull up like"Hi! Surprise!" It might be wise to hide when the nightly skies are high Fucking with an 8, no life for Pi Tell me, what position would the game be in Without me having the ability to rape the pen? Pound Syndrome, this is it, I'm weighing in I still hate ya'll niggas and I can't pretend
Fool, you ain't on that real shit I live here, you on a field trip I'm made of shit you ain't built with You a bitch, yo girl need a real dick It's no doubt, niggas gon' feel this You don't scare niggas, not even a little bit I serve you, you get the bill quick Crown me, I'm a real prince
Give me that crown boy! (give it!), I said "Give me that shit!" Give me that crown boy! (c'mon!), I said "Give me that shit!" /2xTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
