You don't see me in the It's 'cause I'm doing man
Niggas, I'm still grinding, I still hearing those I'm still getting chased by those Only the lime and my mic's on And my time is none because I'm more
An' I here to meet a soul in this business I'm here to eat, speak until hoe's feel this And I can't let y'all me, man I got Young Kobe homey, you let go off Obie
'Cause be back, we got them craps going on And that yak on, soon as a nigga touch down, back from town forever, put that on the cheddar, man But in the meantime, it's Iovine time
Chase cheese, 'til my voice give out This is it my niggas, this what we boast Now I'm here, so shut your mouth And me love, bitch
I just wanna love you for the of my life I wanna you in the morn, hold you through the night I just wanna you for the rest of my life I hold you in the morn, hold you through the night
There's a certain when I speak that you notice That's sort of unique 'cause you know me My poetry's deep and I'm stillmatic, the way I flow to this You can't sit still, it's trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
I'm strapped, known any minute I could snap I'm the equivalent of would happen if Bush rapped I bully these so bad lyrically It ain't funny, I ain't even hungry, it ain't even money
You can't pay me for you to play me It's cockamamie you just ain't zany enough to rock Shady My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my coo-coo I got loose, yea the whole kitten caboodle, I'm just brutal
no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it There's no in it, no more you know I'm with a swollen bowling ball in my bag You need a fag to and tear a new hole in my ass You better love me,
I just wanna love you for the of my life I wanna you in the morn, hold you through the night I just wanna love you for the rest of my I hold you in the morn, hold you through the night
My buzz is in the hood, they holla my name If it ain't about the flow, 'bout the stones and the chain If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a Eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit Let me find out he fucking with Bow Wow bitch eating popcorn right, rewinding the tape Now mama in the precinct, hollering rape
I'm convinced, man, something really with these hoe's I thought Lil' Kim was hot 'til she start with her nose I used to listen to Lauryn and tap my feet the bitch put out a CD, it didn't have no beats
That boy D'Angelo, he not to fail That nigga went butt-ass, for his record to My back shots'll Ashanti hit them high notes And Big Ben taught Charli to deep throat
I just wanna love you for the rest of my I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the I just wanna love you for the of my life I wanna you in the morn, hold you through the night