I'm from that small city called Where them vato's and they blast they hammers Never had no sense, so I'm bad manners Who'd have thought I'd be living in the flashing cameras Got on my nuts like pubics (ooh) N****s could figure me out like Rubik's (cubes) I be bullying everybody I'm Brutus (who) So don't underestimate me, I do this, I'm calm and ill but still bombs, I kill You know the deal, my godly skills You jog the field in my shoes, that's a lot to fill It won't happen, you cannot be Man, there's so many rappers that wanna catch my So many b****es wanna snatch my blang I'll end up on the news dead, bullet in the head Mama in the street that's my baby You me to keep it to a minimal with the syllables I think you should get up off my n**** identical when they spit a flow, this s*** is critical Imma to get rough and get all my sentinels N****, what you be sipping on, I'm guessing pen is broke Is it difficult for you to get better, you're so 'Cause your s*** is boo boo, your bars are I do not bump it, hard to get into you Please admit it, man, the is radical Mind is set to just destroy, I'm an s***, man, I'm a poisonous antidote I be on it, man, ya international Yeah, I'm mad rhymes doing this since '99, I'm a mastermind Homie, it's 2015, and all my n****s kill it When they finish the job, the half is mine
Fool, you on that real s*** I live here, you on a field I'm of s*** you ain't built with You a b****, yo need a real dick It's no doubt, gon' feel this You don't scare n****s, not even a bit I serve you, you get the bill me, I'm a real prince
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The rap game's mine, I revolve it me, I think I have lost it And my exhausted, I'm nauseous from the process Of hopping on stage and to dive in moshpits N****, why you focused on Cubic Zirconia's all up in my ear Over jewelry, I don't get My perception in life is why the am I here, n**** I've been this way your a** has been sucking on titties n****s c***ed back, and start busting on Fifty Since J Lo was mobbing in with Diddy Since Biggie and Pac got shot up, a pity bulls*** you're talking, I'm not in the mood, bro Continue yapping, you'll see Hopsin is Keep pushing me, you gon' get dropped with some You fanning out like you want c*** in yo only in it for money and b****es I even think they wanna rap no more But they wanna be all the television Rocking feminine s***, tryna act Old bi a** n****s bypass n****s I can't change if I tried a** n****s Tight jeans on so they show your a** a** In the with the homie, trying to splash a** n****s Fruity as Mike and Ike, get diced to rice When I arrive I pull up hi, surprise It be wise to hide when the nightly skies are high with an 8, no life of Pi Tell me, what position would the be in me having the ability to rape the pen Pound Syndrome, is it, I'm weighing in I still hate ya'll n****s and I can't
Fool, you on that real s*** I live here, you on a trip I'm made of you ain't built with You a b****, yo girl need a dick It's no doubt, n****s gon' feel You don't n****s, not even a little bit I you, you get the bill quick me, I'm a real prince
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Give me that boy (give it) I said give me that s*** Give me that crown boy (c'mon) I give me that s*** Give me that crown boy (give it) I said give me s*** Give me crown boy (c'mon) give me that s***