1:] I got money on my That's why I'm on my grind I'm nice cause I rhyme it's my life's on that line The second I'm provoked, I snap Into a point ain't controllable Then it's either war, or another Don't let me get a hold of you I'll you on camera, get Kelly's lawyer and get a mole removed I probably shouldn't said that Fuck On the record, off the If I'm on the record I'ma off the I need a push when I'm of rhymin' Go ahead and me Cause me and George Bush got a lot in We got no sense, we love to go to war And we stay lookin' for weapons of destruction This industry is Hilary Clinton listen You ain't got no choice now, with a nigga If you twisted enough to a devil mixed With an angel that's inside a Range Ro that's kiss Wish I could Every rapper in bitch in the building Let 'em cipher while I fly a plane through bitch Cause I hate I'm tri-polar with the 8 I you on my album I pull out the K and y'all In y'all share my light I'm gonna it like it is Fuck it, it's my chair my I'm a problem I don't care if y'all don't Times three I'm me
I'm me
2:] Big dick, bitch, big We the kind that supply the rock Chris Paul The same kind that aim 9's, conscious Then we get rid of +The Rock+ like Duane Lady The fly version of You ain't got no DUI's you probably a cornball If you call a labtop a You sound like a scientist but probably an idiot Your stories ain't up niggas lyin' Got me thinkin', y'all is too young or ain't old enough Niggas sayin', "When is Royce gonna stop beefin' rappers?" Bitch, hell freeze over and Wayne sober up By the way, fuck all I'm kiddin' I just that in there to get y'all attention No intention of dyin' Nigga, too sweet Two for who don't like me "fight" and "me" I take care of my They say, "Do the +Kid Rock+ Pam Lee?" The is, "Yes". And I It money to make money So I make off of green like Stan Lee shit I ain't got with no Joe Budden Y'all gonna get these niggas killed tryin' to start shit hire muscle cause livin' is a privilege The only rapper I admire for his strength is
I'm me
3:] I you Right as you cross, go ahead, you got the right-a-way Give a nigga iron like I will ride up in broad day and night a day I'm a outpatient You at the top you Your spot is now Psychotic is the How the fuck you and you gay And been spotted with a boy a dalmatian If I switch up I'd probably be instantly Got a clip full of pellets as MC repellent While you talkin' your money And how I have none of it I'll hit a low for the dag fun of it I'm never lose Never lost and prove it for my virginity, but I was tryin' to lose it I be on some Tom shit Standin' on the couch in the Laughin' bout my dime new She the But if you ask her useless I'm in the got a rocket down under like Houston So I'm keep being me And you should keep you If being you me, indeed it's gonna be me & you But understand that if it's It's gonna be me or you So pump your before I do you a got a key to you Shut power off I'm a Yes we are
I'm me