I dont wanna be like this I don' really wanna hurt-no-feelings But I'm only being real when I say Nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap (nope) Old men have heart attacks And i don' wanna be responsible for that, so Put the mic down and walk away You can still have a little bit of dignity
(verse 1)
I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino An 83 year old, fake Pacino So how can he hold me over some balcony Without throwing his lower back out As soon as he goes to lift me (*grunts*) Please don't, you'll probably fall with me And our asses'll both be history (AHH!!!) But then again you finaly get your wish Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 cent (Hahahahaha!) Fucking punk, pussy, fuck you chump! Give me a one-on-one see if I don't fuck you up! Try to chump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up And you put Jada on a track, That's how much you suck dick in the industry Swear that you in the streets hustling You sit behind a fucking desk at the Source butt kissing And begging muthafuckas for guest appearences And you can't even get the clearances Cause real lyricists dont even respect you or take you serious It's not that we dont like you... we hate you period! Talk about a midlife crisis, damn Last week you was shakin Obie Trice's hand Now he's a busta? What the fuck's with that?! Get on a track dissing us, kissing 50's ass And askin' me what I know about indictments, bite me! Bitch, I got 2 cases and probation, Fight me! What do I know about standing in front of a judge, like a man Ready to take whatever sentence hands What you know about your wife slicing her wrists Right in front of you the only thing you have in this world a little girl And I'll put that on her When this is all over I would never try to make her a star, and eat off her I dunno shit about no shopping rocks But what you know about hip-hop, shops, rocking spots When your the only white boy up in that bitch just ripping Pressing up your own flyers, and your stickers Just sticking them bitches up after spending 6 hours at Kinkos Making copies of your covers to cassette singles To sell 'em out of the trunk of your Tracer Spending your whole pay check at discmakers What you know about being bullied over half your life Oh thats right, you should know what thats like, your half-white Vanilla ice, spill the beans and rice, I'm eating you alive inside, Jesus Christ! If it's that much of a gangsta put the mic down You should be out killing muthafuckas right now Kill a muthafucka dead, kill him dead bitch Shoot him in the fucking head, go ahead bitch Slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her She can't sue you, she wouldn't get a buck out of you Cause your broke as fuck, you suck Your a fucking joke , if u was really selling coke Well then what the fuck you stop for dummy! If you sleugh some crack You'd make alot more money than you do from rap You'll never have no security, you'll never be famous You'll never know what is like to be rich, life's a bitch ain't it Raymond, here let me me break this shit down in Layman's terms Terms for you just to make sure That you can understand it cause Cannabis ain't using too many Complicated fucking words for ya Here, let me slow it down for you so that you can understand it if I say it slower Let it go dog its over
chorus
Haha, talkin' about, I have muthafuckas calling your crib Bitch, you aint even got a fucking crib You don't even got a fucking phone, fucking bum Threatening to shut me down at your little source magazine If I come back at you or attack you Bitch, you attacked me first, take it like a man and shut the fuck up Fuck your little magazine too, I don't need your little fucking magazine I got XXL's number anyways, And yall cant stand it cause they gettin bigger than yall Oh, and by the way how did i look at the VMAs? When you was watchin me, from whatever TV you was watching me from In Boston, the mean streets of Boston Fucking sissy And you gotta stand up you mutha fucka Suck my mutha fuckin dick Oh, and for those that dont know Don't get it twisted The SOURCE has a white owner!
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(verse 1)
I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino An 83 year old, fake Pacino So how can he hold me over some balcony Without throwing his lower back out As soon as he goes to lift me (*grunts*) Please don't, you'll probably fall with me And our asses'll both be history (AHH!!!) But then again you finaly get your wish Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 cent (Hahahahaha!) Fucking punk, pussy, fuck you chump! Give me a one-on-one see if I don't fuck you up! Try to chump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up And you put Jada on a track, That's how much you suck dick in the industry Swear that you in the streets hustling You sit behind a fucking desk at the Source butt kissing And begging muthafuckas for guest appearences And you can't even get the clearances Cause real lyricists dont even respect you or take you serious It's not that we dont like you... we hate you period! Talk about a midlife crisis, damn Last week you was shakin Obie Trice's hand Now he's a busta? What the fuck's with that?! Get on a track dissing us, kissing 50's ass And askin' me what I know about indictments, bite me! Bitch, I got 2 cases and probation, Fight me! What do I know about standing in front of a judge, like a man Ready to take whatever sentence hands What you know about your wife slicing her wrists Right in front of you the only thing you have in this world a little girl And I'll put that on her When this is all over I would never try to make her a star, and eat off her I dunno shit about no shopping rocks But what you know about hip-hop, shops, rocking spots When your the only white boy up in that bitch just ripping Pressing up your own flyers, and your stickers Just sticking them bitches up after spending 6 hours at Kinkos Making copies of your covers to cassette singles To sell 'em out of the trunk of your Tracer Spending your whole pay check at discmakers What you know about being bullied over half your life Oh thats right, you should know what thats like, your half-white Vanilla ice, spill the beans and rice, I'm eating you alive inside, Jesus Christ! If it's that much of a gangsta put the mic down You should be out killing muthafuckas right now Kill a muthafucka dead, kill him dead bitch Shoot him in the fucking head, go ahead bitch Slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her She can't sue you, she wouldn't get a buck out of you Cause your broke as fuck, you suck Your a fucking joke , if u was really selling coke Well then what the fuck you stop for dummy! If you sleugh some crack You'd make alot more money than you do from rap You'll never have no security, you'll never be famous You'll never know what is like to be rich, life's a bitch ain't it Raymond, here let me me break this shit down in Layman's terms Terms for you just to make sure That you can understand it cause Cannabis ain't using too many Complicated fucking words for ya Here, let me slow it down for you so that you can understand it if I say it slower Let it go dog its over
chorus
Haha, talkin' about, I have muthafuckas calling your crib Bitch, you aint even got a fucking crib You don't even got a fucking phone, fucking bum Threatening to shut me down at your little source magazine If I come back at you or attack you Bitch, you attacked me first, take it like a man and shut the fuck up Fuck your little magazine too, I don't need your little fucking magazine I got XXL's number anyways, And yall cant stand it cause they gettin bigger than yall Oh, and by the way how did i look at the VMAs? When you was watchin me, from whatever TV you was watching me from In Boston, the mean streets of Boston Fucking sissy And you gotta stand up you mutha fucka Suck my mutha fuckin dick Oh, and for those that dont know Don't get it twisted The SOURCE has a white owner!
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