Shitted on Em

[Verse 1:Privaledge] Yo, I said back up on my body shit Like I ain't' even body it The Maserati doors flip back, like a karate kick I got to get that and party with that And prolly with the same ones I come in this game with, Im Mobbin' with All my niggas thorough from DC, to Cali shit V-A to P-A, to G-A to D-E, to D-A Want to catch a nigga, seats and body slit Circle so tight Its even harder to get out of it People say I'm border line crazy But I'm proud of it,Everyday I'm destined to be They couldn't swallow it, the hollow shit A double barrow pump Will get him out of it 50 Caliber Magazines couldn't model it A monument, I stand tall Something like I'm Solomon Cop is trying to see my Facebook, so they follow em' All up on Myspace, the fuck out of my face Been repping 5'2 ever since I was 5'8 5'6 to 5'2 the 40 divide you According to Sky Blue, now he repping that Piru Shorty is Pi too, He don't want it with my crew You ain't' got to fuck with dennis rodman, to die dude I play the side, they wanted me as pimping I told I'm a ball, somebody must have been tripping Somebody must have been sipping The same niggas looking at me now Like damn I knew that nigga was shittin' But I'm spittin' real rap Got a fake nigga shivering, cause all them punchlines Hit the skies for the bitching, look at how we living No chef up in the kitchen, but bitches be over three times a week making chicken Learn how to rap in the hood, I seen a vision Everybody slacked in the hood, but I had a mission Now giving back to the hood is my ambition So why I live back in the hood, be like an engine I don't understand that, I don't follow, I be trending Give a model my opinion, one that I ain't' even have to share Black Suit, Vladimir, Pen stripe like the magic wear Thunder Game, They think I'm wearing the magic gear Court side every game, that ass appear After the game, Disappear, that's magic yeaah Still fuck with the same niggas that got me here And I even on yet, look at how im doin yet Am I drawn yet? reading paper like a comic Look at how they made the beat, look at how im on it Corner-back, I'm a quarter back catching all of that Wide-receiver still running thinking that I love to bat [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Uh, Hannibal Lector pressure inside my veins You nothing but a tangible wrestler Stressed to entertain, I intertwine With rhymes while circling candles in the rain Cause a seance, call my great aunt And tell her im insane I love the night life, Dracula, e-parasite, where my fangs Knowing my vice, advice giving by killers who obtain Bullets and dice, gamble with it Put dentures on your name Price on your head Sell it for cheap, like an eBay domain ! Blucker, ey fucker ! my pedigree might fuck ya ! No homo, take yo logo, and yo promo to an usher To walk it down them church pews I killed it had a curfew A 6 p.m, a black p.m That's all they seen, I tucked a murder weapon in my brain My nigga, you know the drama I bring Clinically Saddam Hussein While fucking on the dom hoissain Thas a famous bitch Now tell me who you hangin with Its a privaledge To fuck with kendrick and kevin durant on some gansta shit [Kendrick] shitted on em......maaaannn And I take my time, to write these lines Only aliens can see the signs Jupiter's intruder, I'm, looking for another universe To climb A.R