Yeah, yeah, I get it I run this rap shit, now guess back You thought I left you, now why I do that? (1, 2, 3)
They keep on the same rappers are the best Jay-Z and Kanye West, maybe they're tryna distract it From the fact I'm comin' back Or maybe it's cause I black, maybe it's because of that Maybe it's because I'm the highest sellin' artist in rap While I'm sittin' back in my jackin' off to my plaques I'm still sick, how can I be sick this And I'm still alive, Magic arise I thrive on makin' my opponents that I've died That's when I just pop up outta nowhere, oh yeah, there we go thereDamn I forgot how money he got On the of Saint-Tropez, but your man don't lay In the sun cause I don't tan, I burn, clot When you gonna learn how much money we've How does it feel to I came in this game at 25 And coulda at 29 in my 20s still And Fif' here to lick on Coca-Cola shit And he ain't gotta look at coke to even hold a brick No more, oh boy, goddamn did he To go from sellin' to bottles right out the store And Shady hit the box office man, he knocked the off us My ex-wife is set for life, you profitless cocksuckers So stay the off us, we make pay I'm just a super modest MC, okay? Til I hear the word has been, that's when I spazzin' Smart asses, a smarter ass then I'm the best thing that ever happened to rap, I'm a blonde Dre, now Kanye's glasses!