You see me in the hood It's I'm doing this man
Niggas, I'm still grinding, I hearing those sirens I'm still getting by those lights Only the light's lime and my 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 these hoe's feel this And I can't let derail me, man I got Young Kobe homey, you gotta let go off
'Cause be back, we got them craps going on And that yak going on, soon as a nigga touch down, from town It's forever, put on the cheddar, man But in the meantime, it's Iovine time
Chase cheese, rhyme 'til my give out is it my niggas, this what we boast about Now I'm here, so shut your mouth And show me love,
I just wanna love you for the rest of my I wanna hold you in the morn, you through the night I just love you for the rest of my life I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the
There's a certain mystique when I speak that you That's sort of 'cause you know it's me My poetry's and I'm stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat You can't sit still, it's like trying to smoke crack and go to
I'm strapped, it's known any minute I snap I'm the of what would happen if Bush rapped I bully these so bad lyrically It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, it even money
You pay me enough for you to play me It's cockamamie you just zany enough to rock with Shady My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's I got screws loose, yea the whole kitten caboodle, I'm just
no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it There's no humor in it, no more you I'm rolling with a swollen bowling in my bag You need a fag to come and tear a new in my ass You better me, bitch
I just wanna love you for the of my life I hold you in the morn, hold you through the night I wanna love you for the rest of my life I wanna hold you in the morn, you through the night
My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my If it about the flow, it's 'bout the stones and the chain If I was you, I'd love me too, I like a boss Nine Eleven Porsche same color as cranberry
I ain't gon' front, I thought R. was the shit Let me find out he 'round with Bow Wow bitch Niggas eating popcorn right, rewinding the Now shorty in the precinct, hollering rape
I'm convinced, man, something really wrong with hoe's I thought Lil' Kim was hot 'til she start fucking with her I used to listen to Hill and tap my feet Then the bitch put out a CD, it didn't have no
That boy D'Angelo, he determined not to That went butt-ass, for his record to sell My back shots'll help Ashanti hit them notes And Big Ben taught Charli B'More to throat
I just wanna love you for the rest of my I wanna you in the morn, hold you through the night I just wanna you for the rest of my life I wanna you in the morn, hold you through the night