Tell me what's happening I'm addicted to plastering These rappers beats with my vocals What happens when I'm ask to sing No problemo, instrumentals I guess they ask for me Then I answer, give them cancer And they come back for me So why the mad at me Cause my mental capacity Get to over lapping them bastards, the audacity Haters even clap 4 me, realizing actually I represent the betterment And they just late like Letterman, man Trey Songz, Page Long List of who im better than Contact my B.A. Zon I might need excederin Sicker than I never been They want me instead of them And if they dislike it Im letting them so let them in Guess im spose to let them win If u was to bet again It be best if would just Put paper on the neverson I'll let u know I walk all through your vestibule I guess u know, I'll stretch ya hole Her love drip on my testicles T.M.I. but he is I And I am him flying then Propellers you so jealous You can tell us just e-mail us I'm a problem, no u hating There aint no calculating I'm So Nasty on the beat Just like a freak that's masterbatin Be makin fashin statements When I leave my place of residence Feel like im intelligent And everybody is hella dence Irrelavent and the only exception is My relevance you lookin at the future If ever im in ya presence shit Hated right, Trey be like Haters get your paper right Swear you fly, tellin lies Couldn't live a faker life They love it, shout out to Kid Cuddi I like to live lovely And your city something pretty Why the kids call you ugly Man I'm bugging, I be tripping I be playing but they listening I'm saying what the business What you missing im the illest I do this n my free time And you can search But you will never find a weak lineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
