G:] 9th Wonder, Warren G... It's classic
Yeah, give to the trigger finger I've pushed that line sice grade school, a fool Since I touch down they wanna fuck now But get it, she got ass with a nose like... Pippen My pimping it ain't never Got real estate over there and hustle over Dare a nigga try to it he gone fake it til he make it Shawty break em a bracelet, that's real talk, Yeah, you snitch if you get caught You already if you do then you dead And now niggas in the hood trading cush for your baby throat But suck it up deal with it, huh Ain't' no glitch in my computer, beats for the gouda Paper no food 'cause Yeah, I'm the and the the shooter and the taxi I you mother fuckers get at me I dare you fuckers get out me, Yeah
See I grew up with the team before there was a u-stream Seen a lot of niggas knocked out over shoes Rhyming on beats since the 90s I'm a factor Here with this career I'm in the here after Classic this mike like mike when he was blacker And you, you me of me when I was wacker I read lines and bring drama an actor But I'm so that you would think that I'm a rapper You think I got in backwards? It really doesn't matter
Producer meets the rapper, he's the former I'm the Spacing out these so you niggas can climb on I'm proof that you could still make loot and keep rhymes strong Burn out the as hot as my performance Be mainstream dream meets the nightmare of The of everything cool most likely to succeed 'cause there ain't right no rules
[Kendrick Uh, my we out here Photo and nothing known for your luggage Down trip, you fabricate to the public we don't believe Believing it or not, call your bluffin' leave ass with knots The that's in your rectum, call pac and resurrect em' Sure to cause a spectrum, especially when my mental start to f Em' Aka em', aka nothings in my way once I start b b b buggin' Fuck up your function and your house party my shortly about fortune And If the feds call me, I softly, just toss me life, And your high and my possy came too properly bite Everybody's watching alright, if not watching me life my big cousin a kite, Got my shit buzzin when shit a doorbell, an insect or lightyear in Sight, amen! Now won't you be, a man! and pay and sure, yes we progress Destroy your steps, son! Son son Son son Son