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(Joe Budden) You now hearin hip hop at its finest Im just criminal minded The ed hardy wit the fine fit Track just started no need to rewind it (Joel Ortiz) Me im bringin fresh air back im raps heimlich Got em all sick is that vomit? Feel u nasty Man I'll smack ya skin if u feel u past me (Joe Budden) Its like we lions against lassies Niggas aint nice they lyin the flow asscheeks Im on the beat like Contra bllaoow Steamroll over shit im in a tonka now This aint about radio see im beyond a thou But still strong arm a nigga D Konga style (Joel Ortiz) The inserts of ya album put my ganja out Ya'll sweeter than the lip gloss on Rianna mouth Ya'll sleepin, in pajamas on ya momma couch Im freakin, in the Bahamas throwin condoms out (Joe Budden) Hold up dogg, these felons aint predicate, Sand castle delicate Metal spit, And leave em on the field like Everett I does my own stunts like a Jackie Chan movie Mismatch belt Prada but the pants Louis If you aint fam to me then ur whole camp sushi Rockin iceberg when niggas didn't understand Snoopie Damn Moulies, chain in commands ran through me You and ya man uzi slow down like Brand Nubi Cant do me, grant to me like a man groupie If that's the number one pick then he Sam Bowie And I hate to pull a homi on ya mans You aint Kid Rock cant box the Tommy wit ya hands (muthaf**ka) (Joel Ortiz) I was really in the lobby wit the grams tryin to take gwop In the hallway all day is or it aint hot (grindin) Lissenin to hot 9 like what do they got That I don't wit a blindfold I'll see everyone they says hot Its too easy, im feelin like im a cheater The flow heavy, yours light like a slice of peta When moms was pregnant she was lightin reefer (that's why im nice) In the middle of Alaska I'll write a heater Im just cool and ruff hoodie matchin my adidas Pants wit the permanent wrinkles like I aint iron either I will make every last one of you guys beleivers Dudes is all lost that's my word im playin finders keepers (Joe Budden) Treat me like a big brother, slash fifth tucker Let the cig snuff ya, u a kid f**k ya Cock AK, May day lissenin to dre day Camcord me dickin her mouth somtin like Ray J They like Steve Irwin up against a sting ray Heat up like Jean Gray when somtin let the beans spray (Joel Ortiz) Take a sip of E&J then a lil puff or two Get sum butt then kick out the slut you's a bugaboo ???????????????????? mr wonderful ??????????? yall all soft and huggable Yall dealing wit a pro hear that dough here Ya'll stiff and worn out like a closet wit old gear And I aint goin nowhere Producers know im the best thing over those snares what you speak is wack Ortiz, i overdose like the needles packed I be ??? ???? then I give the speakers dap (Joe Budden) Holdup joe while the eithers back See im raps Larry Johnson redempt my contract now the chief is back So blame it on fatigue Have you like Greg Oden, injured before your first game in the league Im spendin old faces Niggas took my style, gotta steal my own shit back like O.J. did Might size you and your spouse, have guys go in your house wit ridges on the nose of the rifle like Alf (bllaoow) |
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