[Intro: mic is scared of me, son It's like I'm gonna it Ason in my heart... I date mics, my mic's a dike Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
[Chorus x2: The Emotions "I It" sample] Don't be afraid to call my be afraid to call my name Don't be afraid to my name Don't be afraid to call my
I've blessed by the sin of cathedrals, I'm Regal royal Spoiled, I with paralegals And tongue lawyers and cops, buy a pound of chocolate Off the block, then I puff the NARC's My Clan's cannibal, Wu, and my man'll shoot Blaow, leave your cold grip as rare the sandal shoe banana head chunks, propaganda pumps Leave 'em buried on the Island dump Tap the mic on the floor, chains to the Mighty Two blades on my arm, look the God of War in my heart, yeah, I like it raw Words in the apple, I'm a it to the core Digitech, used to call me Prince Cause when I up the set, you couldn't find a mic Leave xxx in the dark, you can't find the light You wrong so long, you can't find the right Way to speak, I spend a day on the a day on the paper, then a date on the beach Then a night in the with fine wizzes, dime wizzes Who don't time to get straight down to business Zig Zag, make your girl catch a whip Tried to look she seen the God zip past Money high up like a skyscraper Fly shorties stuck to my fly paper Now we march to the You see the seven in the star on the Don't allow in my circumference You understand, son, you incompetent The P is free, would you f**k for a million Keep the steel concealed, in the wheeler Shakwan put the on the rims King put the rhinestones on his Timbs We this life each and every day We all trying to it a better way If you miss the words I say Hit pause, record, and hit I'm by a beautiful strong wiz Bless all to the and all the kids Long the god Divine and Big Free Young seeds and great
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