[Verse 1:] I put the smack down like it's rehab Make sure that there's no relapse with these cats Cowards couldn't rap this dope with a zig zag I let my lips drag, spitting with that big swag It's sad all these wannabes Wanted to be Jay then K. West Wanna be star of the Roc(Rock) Kid you're not Sean Connery But like The Rock I'm surrounded by watery flows Still it really don't bother me Fake ballers, weak game, less polished than Bell Wallace's While I breed quality music getting quality spins They stay 2nd rate Chingy's at the Quality Inn Now that's a joke to a real rapper I could decrease the skill factor and still make you feel whacker Ah gee, now you got me - cocky Cats say 'you the illest' I'm like 'nah b nah b nah b... ' Well ok probably but that's just only cause I rap like it's my hobby Not a jobby-job all sloppy and off-key Y'all Mad as March trying to knock off the top-seed I'm in the mix/Da Mix like Roxy So hot he even get props from neo-Nazis Now I don't really like to...
[Verse 2:] I Tunes, eye-patch I'm in the same boat where the pirates be Tell'em I'm down with that pirate stee They don't buy it, I say don't buy it - pirate me If it's I'll, it'll spread virally From my received folders to Appearin in the love that the crowds show (shhh) if it sound dope - keep it on the downlo(ad) Keep it real, player/Real Player With the volume cranked And I'll be ballin like Tim Duncan - callin bank Cash - banked it But the bank said That my cheque's been bouncing like the bankhead So I'm bad like credit while they bear styles More plain/plane than the air miles Borrowed metaphors from mega-stores to get rewards We get'em open automatic like the exit doors And take a step higher - y'all just gotta press the floor And step out - in faith - it's ok to confess doubt Knowin how it feels to be stressed out Tribe called map quest-style poems I sketch out To find the best route home Don't live in your dome for too long You end up like that Tiffany song - thinking we're alone We all get older, we don't all get grown Cause some of Y'ALL don't really like to...
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Copy to Clipboard: [Verse 1:] I put the smack down like it's rehab Make sure that there's no relapse with these cats Cowards couldn't rap this dope with a zig zag I let my lips drag, spitting with that big swag It's sad all these wannabes Wanted to be Jay then K. West Wanna be star of the Roc(Rock) Kid you're not Sean Connery But like The Rock I'm surrounded by watery flows Still it really don't bother me Fake ballers, weak game, less polished than Bell Wallace's While I breed quality music getting quality spins They stay 2nd rate Chingy's at the Quality Inn Now that's a joke to a real rapper I could decrease the skill factor and still make you feel whacker Ah gee, now you got me - cocky Cats say 'you the illest' I'm like 'nah b nah b nah b... ' Well ok probably but that's just only cause I rap like it's my hobby Not a jobby-job all sloppy and off-key Y'all Mad as March trying to knock off the top-seed I'm in the mix/Da Mix like Roxy So hot he even get props from neo-Nazis Now I don't really like to...
[Verse 2:] I Tunes, eye-patch I'm in the same boat where the pirates be Tell'em I'm down with that pirate stee They don't buy it, I say don't buy it - pirate me If it's I'll, it'll spread virally From my received folders to Appearin in the love that the crowds show (shhh) if it sound dope - keep it on the downlo(ad) Keep it real, player/Real Player With the volume cranked And I'll be ballin like Tim Duncan - callin bank Cash - banked it But the bank said That my cheque's been bouncing like the bankhead So I'm bad like credit while they bear styles More plain/plane than the air miles Borrowed metaphors from mega-stores to get rewards We get'em open automatic like the exit doors And take a step higher - y'all just gotta press the floor And step out - in faith - it's ok to confess doubt Knowin how it feels to be stressed out Tribe called map quest-style poems I sketch out To find the best route home Don't live in your dome for too long You end up like that Tiffany song - thinking we're alone We all get older, we don't all get grown Cause some of Y'ALL don't really like to...
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