Nightlight Freestyle

(Yo...these motherfuckers, man. They don't know...what I go through. Let me show you, man.) Yo, let me show you how I'm livin', dude I just copped some Reeboks, that look a lot like prison shoes I'll probably never get the glistenin' jewels Or stay in a mansion in the Hamptons, takin' dips in my swimmin' pool I'll probably never have an MTV interview Cause I'd rather sit in my room trying to bend a spoon It's the skinny dude, but I'll let the semi shoot Aim the beam, that thang'll squeeze like lemon juice I've been sniffin' glue ever since I learned to curse I like to stare at girls, and I burp in church You can say that I'm a worthless jerk But what's my dirty shirt have to do with the fact I spit a perfect verse? You heard it first, I hurt the Earth with the sickest rhymes I'm on the block with the rock niggas, pitchin' dimes Addict be scratchin', askin' to get in line Prince Ea in the hood like crooked signs Give me time and I promise you that I'll stamp The game with my name, cause a lot of these niggas can't You on that ganja or some powerful lookin' plant Cause you not sick, you put the thermometer to the lamp I abolish these niggas' camps, or any fuckin' colony I'm goin' crazy, maybe I need to find a shrink Cause I'm a nice Emcee To prove it, I'll write it on the inside of ya eyelids so you reminded every time you blink These rappers nowadays are pure comedy I like rivalries, but go 'head, try to beef I gotta gat that's astonishing It'll clap, and make you go back like a time-machine Everybody wants to get signed, that's fine with me You want the finer things? You wanna be a star with the cars, the ice, the bling? Well I'm the Devil in the flesh motherfucker, you should go ahead and sign with me... (Sign with me, motherfucker)