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"Get more for your money, you fuck with Mr. Porter-r-r-r-r..."

Ortiz]
As long as I got my pen I need a friend
We got ears that we each'll lend each other, my brother just hollered at me
He he tired of all the lyin, deceivin and
dick-ridin the people on every beat but when
I do it it's stupid, I bruise it a bad bitch
I lose it, my music's a movement and they mad stiff
I told 'em it's mathematical in pad lift
Point 'em out and I will him, with an ad lib
See the fact is (what) I'm a
How can I not be (Macho, Man)? I'm a (Savage)
In the past I was passive, now I'm mad
I'm spazzin, you get an classic where yo' ass is

Da 5'9"]
Eh-eh, eh-eh, Nickel the one at all
Snatch vocal chords out then plug 'em in my wall
You a at a gun fight, our shit is raw
You a square, silverware in a civil war
The wolf pack, riders under the moon
The you itchin wit'cha lighter under your spoon
I'm a lover, the lead is old to me
You put your head in her butt, I headbutt the
God dipped me in war paint for all
I'm Mr. spill the on my alcohol tether
No need to ride with nobody, I the heat can help me
Your jean's skinnier than Em is when he eatin healthy,

WHOA, WHOA,
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, Shaaady!
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA,
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA,
{"Mr. Porter-r-r-r-r..."}

[Joe
Outnumbered, outspoken,
Outweighed odds and outlasted
Outlandish, so I to outwit 'em
I outsmart 'em, outgrew 'em, I 'em
Cream, 'em, team can't out-spit him
(You could) Keep sleepin, your wet is out with him
(See) Do a lil' yoga, a lil' kama
Steakhouse nigga, to be a Ramen Noodler
Heavy on B and E's, was a calm
Pumped a Ruger, moms me con and loser
I suggest you and mans'll regroup (why?)
Bet against it, and probably recoup - out!

I]
I point a at your mamma mia
I'm as Tyson in the ring at the Colosseum with gonorrhea
Fuck a rapper, my clapper as Muhammadiya
Fuck you R&B bitches, up! You not Aaliyah
(Ha ha!) When Mr. Porter a piano
Producers may wanna order ammo
I'm a California reporter
Your boy wasn't born with a quarter bein poor as a and I'm an aura
It's sorta Soprano; look
We reinvent the to have a (Good Year) - and y'all tired
We like Tyler Perry mixed with
The House of Payne/Pain, gang nigga!