[Verse 1] Hello! This is my tattered fedora flow What's the matter? You mad at your horoscope? Nigga switch your sign and quit your whinin' Matter fact, switch your whole flagrant persona Fubu is for boobs, switch to Dolce & Gabbana Three cheers for perseverance Plan B for my career? Have a Verse-Of-The-year clearance Tight shit, write shit well and get tracks bought Strike rich, type hits, sell 'em to Black Thought And make a killin', a million or more Stealing your ceilings and floors Chillin' with Amil and Sommore, uh They like to roleplay and dress as nude cops Gotta go, Coolio, mean it's gettin' +Too Hot+ If Fay' had twins, she'd probably have two 'Pac's I gay-bash men who like to grab dude's cocks Nah, I'm only kidding, just me ol' me An Equal Opportunity Bigot: E.O.B.
[Verse 2] Peace to Section 8, keep the riff-raff pissed Peace to Megan Bates with them big ass tits That keep me warm at night, you're more than tight You're the amplifier jack in my cordless mic, I'm crass Splish splash, I was taking a bath Made it a habit to snap emcees and break 'em in half Don't know what happened to the patience I had You just a faker and a snake in the grass Real talk homie If I'm a liar than Pinocchio isn't You mad this album's full of fire and colloquialisms Rented out the chapel for my bachelor party And sent the choir to a Tokyo prison I'm so cruel
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Copy to Clipboard: [Verse 1] Hello! This is my tattered fedora flow What's the matter? You mad at your horoscope? Nigga switch your sign and quit your whinin' Matter fact, switch your whole flagrant persona Fubu is for boobs, switch to Dolce & Gabbana Three cheers for perseverance Plan B for my career? Have a Verse-Of-The-year clearance Tight shit, write shit well and get tracks bought Strike rich, type hits, sell 'em to Black Thought And make a killin', a million or more Stealing your ceilings and floors Chillin' with Amil and Sommore, uh They like to roleplay and dress as nude cops Gotta go, Coolio, mean it's gettin' +Too Hot+ If Fay' had twins, she'd probably have two 'Pac's I gay-bash men who like to grab dude's cocks Nah, I'm only kidding, just me ol' me An Equal Opportunity Bigot: E.O.B.
[Verse 2] Peace to Section 8, keep the riff-raff pissed Peace to Megan Bates with them big ass tits That keep me warm at night, you're more than tight You're the amplifier jack in my cordless mic, I'm crass Splish splash, I was taking a bath Made it a habit to snap emcees and break 'em in half Don't know what happened to the patience I had You just a faker and a snake in the grass Real talk homie If I'm a liar than Pinocchio isn't You mad this album's full of fire and colloquialisms Rented out the chapel for my bachelor party And sent the choir to a Tokyo prison I'm so cruel
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