You can call it a I lay back the rhymes and realize that Own that for lyrical combat Spit more raps, to more stacks
back in the coup I got loops relax I'm hotness monotonous is runnin' bizzack L, don't leave the game like thizzat never in a million years Hell, I'll never let you down baby I drop fifty I gravy
And I back on Venus (I look) I look back on (And) And I with the fire (Of ten) Of ten million (Guess back?)
And I look back on (I look) I look back on (And) And I burn the fire (Of ten) Of ten stars
I'm more then a conqueror up your bets Come and with the decks I you had that clown picked blowin' out 'cos L still sound sick
You dream you was me I lyrically I 'em for it it's the highest form of flattery Doin' the buck ten chrome, on the battery My clutch burnin' on top of the turnin'
Rippers is learnin' by stacks, I been earnin' I'm the uncle, future of funk Turn my joint up out why I'm different from all these chumps And tell favorite rapper that I'm ready to dump For real cat, that rap from the jump
And I look on Venus (I look) I look on Mars (And) And I with the fire (Of ten) Of ten million (Guess back?)
And I look back on (I look) I look back on (And) And I burn with the (Of ten) Of ten stars
Six figure interest on the From music, fashion, and television Poppin' amaretto so got a vendetta? I felt better
Now competition Get by skills you can't measure I'm a champ you a Kiss the ring
Known and on any block you be on And be on stand there get MD on I chuckle there's nothin' To waste on
There you have it, the uncut raw for rap Waited three years to see if L had it Ten million stars got to the deck End of my contract I'm the last one
And I look back on (I look) I look back on (And) And I burn the fire (Of ten) Of ten million (Guess back?)
And I look back on (I look) I look back on (And) And I with the fire (Of ten) Of ten stars
L's paper dash that damn who put 'em up in that skyscraper Ask my dogs up in old five who a major? L L playa, now who's next to need a drop a bomb on? L's worth paper, that damn who put 'em up in that skyscraper Ask my up in old five who made a major? L L playa who's to need a paper drop a bomb on?
And I look back on I back on Venus (I look) I back on Mars I look on Mars And I burn with the fire, of ten stars