WHAT CAN I DO SELL A RECORD? I EVEN GIVE THIS SHIT AWAY! ALL MY CDS ALL WENT WOOD AND I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY:
1] Let me start the beginnin, I GOT NO CLASS, NO LOVE, NO TALENT
IF I COULD BUY EM's HEART MABYBE I COULD ON SOMETHIN BUT HE ME ON THE TRACKS AND HIS RHYMES ARE GETTIN PLAYED WHILE I CAN'T GET NO RESPECT MY TIRED ASS IS PLAYED.
Five shades DUMBER THAN JA RULE, BUT I'M STILL IN THERE PAC IS ROLLIN' IN HIS AND MY PENIS PUMP IS CRUMPLIN I CAN'T THINK OF A REAL DIS SO I'm GONNA LIFT FROM OTHERS MY OWN PEEPS DON'T ReSPECT ME, SO why should I? check it Snoopy put a circle on that eye My time's never up cause real don't die I'm not Moby, the puppet on MTV BUT I'm AFRAID TO FIGHT HIM MOBY'S TWICE AS MAN AS ME
I bring MY to your living room so you could see me BEG Yeah you sold alot of units, but you be me SO THANK THE GODS OF HIP HOP AND THE THAT YOU'RE NOT A LIKE ME
The state of hip hop, will continue to be up LONG AS RAGE LIKE MY OWN ARE GETTIN' ON THE NEWSSTAAND SEE I'm playin by a set of rules you got me fucked up Respect the hood LIL RAY RAY, or the hood'll you out You the real wanksta, and I don't care who you
Disrespect Benzino, HELL, YOU GET IN LINE! What you know about pumpin, WILL YOU MY ASS A TRY?
Meanwhile back in Boston I'm a legend I'M LIKE AN BILLY BUCKNER My in the rafters fuck MY ASS IT's YOURS, I'm BEGGIN
I'M alright but I'M not (Real) I DON'T spit I GIMME YOUR steel (Steel)
2] The two thousand three Vanilla Ice? I TO BE IT WITH THAT WACK REDEMPTION SHIT, BUT THE WOULDN'T BUY IT SO I'M BACK HAWKIN RAGS
If you ask me, I GUESS I'D SAY I'M TRULY BUT FACTS IS FACTS MY SALES IS AND I'M NOT HARD, IN FACT I'M FADED.
Better never let me see you with A ON CAUSE YOU KNOW I'D GIVE YOU SKULLY. SURE I'D BEG FOR A TASTE, CLOSEST I CAN COME TO SHOOTIN' GIFT
And forget, how this shit all cccured to me Your whole camp be by security What you want? the black or the PUT IT IN MY MOUTH, MY MOUTH CAN BE YOUR HOME, HOMEY
I want A TASTE OF MAGIC SO I'LL BE KNEELIN AT your door I'll earn my stripes AND I'LL SWALLOW, I'm a pussy Zino LIPS WILL WRAP AROUND YOU TILL YOU GIVE ME THAT SWEET NOOKIE Bottom of the ninth, the scores lookin On my block THE GIRLS ALL FLOCK TO THE FLOW OF SWEET Shady
I'M NOT SO WELL, I FEEL REAL (Real) LEMME SWALLOW YOU WHOLE I spit EMINEM, MY MASTER, I WILL KEEP IT REAL (Steel) I talk shit WITH MY MOUTH FILLED BUT AT LEAST I'LL GET A TASTE OF THE REAL GIFT REALLY TASTES LIKE, 'cause RIGHT NOW I'VE NEVER killed (Killed)
And that's how the story go YOU SHOOT, I SWALLOW, YOU SPIT, I WALLOW. I BEEN BEGGIN FOR A TASTE, SO HOMEY N GIMME SOME. FOR YOUR LITTLE RAY-RAY PUNK JUST A TASTE WILL BRING ME HOME.