You got something on your mind Say dat
Well let me say it worrying if my label OK it When Weapon wildin' out, man give him room Used to have skeletons in my closet, but now they sit in my living Octomom, I picture putting niggas in a hole than that bitches womb The street sweeper's the witches broom A silver spoon, I had it I grew up mad at Anne Frank, 'cause the bitch lived in a attic (Say dat then) I seen my share of static, they say it made me charismatic Born leader who was born Libra in a foreign two seater with a porn reefer and pouring liters of vodka 'Cause the feds freezing a nigga I'm drinking thinking they gon' seize me even when I'm (Fuck 'em) in my backyard In the dark choppers while I'm sleeping in my bed Dreaming Slaughterhouse dropping an album that's a chart topper While I got these schemin' on my head Even I'm the realest See, there wasn't enough violence in Menace II To you how Cali killers be chilling in society And the police, hate me Long PD probably want to kill Eminem for signing me I was supposed to be a statistic A ghost to me is realistic, my dead said "Say dat then"
Guess this where I'm supposed to vent, scrutiny, all my oppurtunity went, huh? Reality is I had more personality bent, Nonsense, honestly my Is dealing a constant Conflict with the bullshit I've been That I so bad about the second after it's accomplished A compass, I need one of cause I'm wandering in darkness But I see straight, and it feels great being clean around Being around this (Say dat then) clean around this garbage two stepping through this garden Full of frozen cold snakes you a lion, warm hearted Bank account comma, but still get undergarments from Target With a apartment Kinda nigga still ready to piss in the And shake the doorman's hand you go jogging I'm just a nigga, fuck it But I'm a good fucking after that cat on my tongue But never the cat got my my nigga (Say dat then) So I could knock your dome off neck Get your whole right eye broke with a left You go apeshit, fake prick And take flicks with eight cliques, you still never a threat If you gon' say something, say it
My big I got a big mouth, can't it I'm talkin' my heart, real You know I'm saying? Whatever comes,
You got something on your mind I made a living off of 'bout just how I feel at the moment Right at this moment I'm in that zone where I'm How far I really get with just my diploma Reflecting on how rap is a Feeling same feeling Before I fucked my bad bitch That I got after undressing Feeling like "Am I to get this?" In yo head you hear it, that of confidence That comes on you from the heavens Like "Yeah, you to get it" Just hope that you don't your dick in a dud 'Cause that bitch end up your wife, or your mistress Or a chick the same type as mistress Or a chick that's just draw your name with a stick in the mud Rather or unintended It all comes with the territory, no pun I fell out with all of my like "Is it me or is it them?" Angry "Shit everybody can't be wrong But a lot of these niggas can't be right" Therefore, I'll say it's their fault, say dat I fucking plan to, too many hoes out here niggas ran through I'd rather through the valley and lay low I done fell out of love and back in again Then out of love and back with my more than Halle and J. Lo If she left me, my inner self shatter I could her, 'cause I'm a selfish addict The problem is, I just want nobody else to have her If we split, I my health a hazard Or else living in and lavish And as far as niggas Who want to me, you never get a chance You a criminal with your subliminal Twitter rants You bigger that, you just ain't bigger than me You are killing me figuratively I'm busy thinking who hot and how they bit off me If any one of you jump on me Nobody gon' have to tell you you should probably get off me And that's off rip, Your contract can sign off richer little beef y'all talking is small things to a giant Like Goliath been drinking that anaconda malt Slaughterhouse, we the four fellas And if that day should come we should ever part ways just be an excuse for us to reunite at Coachella
I them words and they stung My ear Was that cancer finally made it through his lungs Some of are blessed enough y'all have no idea what the fuck I'm talking bout, 'Cause y'all got no So in case you this verse And think that there's the slightest that he'll survive His on level four, and there's not a five So my mother my mother, now my dad is losing his miles apart, wildest part is that's not the wildest part What's is I too would want to vanish Alcohol like Uncle Robbin him blind and taking My aunt's to be holding him down, but she sure to gain his back just took out another insurance claim (Say dat then) indeed I will making all these alterations to his will He even play his poker games in peace, y'all got to chill Like I can't if he's dying or y'all rather have him killed I know a nigga's last shouldn't be this way And if they was, I would panic too, me what's a man to do Playing devil's advocate, of it's understandable I walk in the house and that energy as if it's tangible Well every rapper got a cuban on like marks I'm just busy trying to get my Mark on My Rick Rubin on My Nas, Pac, Big, Jay, Em, and on Could outrap any movement Gun on the couch shit, one to be running your mouth with Bars, no VH1 it's shit If a nigga spit crack, go back and stock up No harms, sometimes you got to stir it til it up Been broken, been rich, been high, Fucked almost every model twice like I was living my life over These niggas got to like me But a decade in they all respect me Shit, don't even directly indirect me It's though, back to business Stacking these riches means in ditches With my on living sacrilegious It's Joe, looking like money all the pretty hoes can't but look Life gave me lemons, better be what belfort took Slaughter la familia, out over here The with Kendrick, we dropouts over here Uh, no 'cause them my niggas And list is short, you get the gist I'm sure, Joey