Yo! Yo Joint did this This right is crazy I-I feel big! You-know I Not, not big in the of weight, you know what I mean Like gaining weight or, like that Like colossal, like you know what I Like, ahh I heard you looking for me
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey, Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Shit, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) Ha ha ha!
Yeah, to you, forever, me to you I heard say church, I'ma need a suit I'ma a coupe, I wont need a roof Flyer Beetle juice, Beetle juice, be-the-juice
I got the floor, I'm see the roof wear a bulletproof So I got and you can see the Proof Blind eyes colored guide me and see the Wonder if do?
But I'ma it to God, not Beaver, neither you Cause I'ma murder, why I kill ol' and even Man, I got hating on me cause I'm hotter than the sun Got Spring hating on me cause I never sprung
Winter hating on me cause I'm colder than And I would never, I would never, I never Fall I'm hated by the seasons So fuck ya'll who for no reason!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the world and I'm again! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Who's been asking me? In case you're wondering Haa!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Who's been asking me? In case you're wondering Haa!
Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch! While all ya'll asshole niggas been on the shit, I flush And watch it go the drain quick Two you will never hear, "Wayne Quit"
Wayne win, and they lose I them April Babies, cause they Fools And when snooze, we up Feet up, like a
Or paraplegic, I parallel In a red and yellow thang, old Atlanta Hawk I'm from Collipark, but I'm from Hollygrove! Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"
I know my role and I it well And I wear it on my Libra Scale I suck a pussy, a pussy, leave it there Long hair don't even
Young! (Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the world and now I'm again! (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) Who's been asking about me? In case wondering
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Who's been about me? In case you're wondering
Cheah! I'm right cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my Bee, as I share mic time with my heir Young Carter, go farther, go further, go Is that not why we came? And if not, why bother?
Show no in Murcielago's I'm far from being the bastard Marcy had fathered Now my being mentioned with the martyrs The Biggie's and the Pac's and the Marley's and the
Garvey, got me a Molotov Flow if you box well can't stop the blows Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the The boy just came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on Pilot, while guys stare at my wardrobe I see Euro's, that's right, I took so much from this rap game, it's your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young!
my go Yeah, and go so opposite of soft Off the Richter, Camacho, man, Randy Savage Far from average, status quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I rise And I pass say, "What up, killer man?" Stop up my past! And next time you mention Pac, Biggie, and Don't forget baby!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay man (Tell me have you been?) Yo! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Ha ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay Man (Tell me where you been?) Hova! (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Weezy!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ha ha ha (Tell me where you been?) I hustling (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) hard, cheah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) And I swear to everything, I leave this Earth (Tell me where you been?) gonna be on both feet, never knees in the dirt (They been asking, they been searching been wondering why) You can try me fucka, but I squeeze it hurts
Fine, we two lives, yours and mines Gimme any amount of time, don't let Mrs. Carter At the parlor, dripping tears down my sleeve Gimme any amount of time, let Mrs. Carter grieve