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[Verse 1]
I got money on my mind
That's why I'm twice on my grind
I'm nice cause I rhyme like it's my life's on that line
The second that I'm provoked, I snap
Into a point that ain't controllable
Then it's either war or another quotable
Don't let me get a hold of you dudes
I'll murder you on camera
Get Kelly's lawyer and get a mole removed
I probably shouldn't have said that
Fuck y'all
On the record
Off the record
If I'm on the record
I'mma off the record
I need a push when I'm tired of rhyming
Go ahead and diss me
Cause me and George Bush got a lot in common
We both got no sense
We love to go to war
And we stay looking for weapons of mass destruction
This industry is Hilary Clinton literally, listen
You ain't got no choice now
Roll with a nigga
If you twisted enough to picture a devil mixed
With a angel that's sick
Drunk inside a Range Rov that's this
Wish I could stick
Every rapper in this bitch in the building
Let em cypher while I fly a plane through that bitch
Cause I hate y'all
I'm tri-polar with the 8 ball
I want you on my album, I pull out the K and make y'all
In case y'all wanna share my light
I'm gonna tell it like it is
Fuck it, it's my Jeremiah Wright
I'm the motherfucking problem
I don't care if y'all don't like
Times three nigga
I'm me nigga
[Verse 2]
Big dick, bitch, big balls
We the kind that supply the rock like Chris Paul
The same kind that aim 9's, insane conscience
Then we get rid of the rock like Dwayne Johnson
Lady killer, the fly version of Orenthal
You ain't got no DUI's then you probably a cornball
Wittiest
If you call a laptop a labtop
You sound like a scientist but you're probably an idiot
Your stories ain't holding up
Y'all niggas lying
Got me thinking y'all either too young or y'all ain't old enough
Niggas saying, when is Royce gonna stop beefing with rappers
Bitch, when hell freeze over and Wayne sober up
By the way, fuck all DJ's
I'm just kidding
I just threw that in there to get y'all attention
No intention of ever dying, nigga, life too sweet
Two words for who don't like me
Fight and me
I take care of my family
They say, do the kid rock like Pam Lee
The answer is yes
And I invest
It takes money to make money
So I make green off of green like Stan Lee
Smart shit
I ain't got beef with no Joe Budden
Y'all gon' get one of these niggas killed trying to start shit
Niggas hire muscle cause living is a privilege
The only rapper I admire for his strength is Xzibit
[Verse 3]
I kill you right away
Soon as you cross
Go head, you got the right-a-way
Give a nigga iron like vitamin
Play
I will ride up in broad day and night a nigga day
Drunk
I'm a recovery outpatient
You at the top, you shot
Your spot is now taken
Psychotic is the ploy
How the fuck you rapping and you gay
And you've been spotted with a boy like a dalmatian
If I switch up I'd probably be instantly selling
Got a clip full of pellets known as MC repellent
While you talking bout your money
And how I can't have none of it
I'll hit a nigga low
Just for the Zab fun of it
I will never lose
Never lost, I'mma prove it
Except for my virginity
But I was trying to lose it
I be on some Tom Cruise shit
Standing on the couch in the club
Laughing bout my dime new chick
She the shit
But if you ask her she useless
I'm in the pocket got a rocket down under like Houston
So I'm gonna keep being me
And you should keep being you
If being you offends me
Indeed it's gonna be me and you
But understand that if it's that
It's either gonna be me or you
So pump your brakes before I do you
Like a got a key to you
Shut your power off
I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-R
Yes we are
Bitch, I'm
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