You wanna be me

huhn
oooooohhhh baby baby,
keep it thug and keep your heat
na na na na,

Now slowly,
thinking of all the things that oppose me
i think of kings who died
and rappers out to dethrone me
for the crown of their head is cut off
bodies just laid dead in the streets
it's so fucking pitiful
first they love you
could be the bitch that even live with you
mad at your riches
now she switched turned miserable
cos she wanna dress like Bonny, Robin and Crystal do
But Crystal's single Bonny's broke
and her nigas too
i can do bad by myself
went from rags to wealth
from jags to bentleys till
plenty ass bitches can't keep their hands to theirself
no more
i'm like hugh hefner
you lesser
you just a

wanna be me
you can't you faggot
you bitch, you coward
you clown, you just wanna be down
so you wanna be me
you bitch, you phony,
you clone me, you wanna be me son
i'm the one and only but you wanna be me
you suckers, you're weak, you're flunky,
you're fake, you couldn't come closer on my worst day
but you wanna be me
i burn you, i learn you a lesson
concerning this my professing
turn your direction you can't be me

not in your wildest fantasy
it's childish,
should i have to resort to violence
pay me a half a million
i'll consult your album
and show you how to stay off my dick
that's the thing i hate the most
can't even call you a man
when you gotta call out my name
to get you some fans
no talent, you need direction
you're a pussy with a yeast infection.
you are lucky i'm your fucking seat section
plus i'm the last real niga alive
toast class el, with other label get high
realise how many classics i gave you
perhaps if you think back you'ld realise
that i made you.

wanna be me
you can't you faggot
you bitch, you coward
you clown, you just wanna be down
so you wanna be me
you bitch, you phony,
you clone me, you wanna be me son
i'm the one and only but you wanna be me
you suckers, you're weak, you're flunky,
you're fake, you couldn't come closer on my worst day
but you wanna be me
i'll burn you and learn you a lesson
concerning this my professing
turn your direction you can't be me

i'm tryna walk a straight line
while they're tryna take mine
i'm past 8 miles
of every state line
eating alligators and humming birds hearts
at the player's bar
rihanni suits, your birds watch
as real millionaires, shit'll take place
evil as hitler's heat race people
this is God's son
and i've come from the God
under pure peace
to represent the streets
you'll see that my plan is not to destroy you man
but to bring more to mankind and teach
every emcee reach for your pens and papers
lesson one be creative but you made it junior
soon you'll be a grown man with the mic in your hand
understand to battle nas not in your plan
i'm the last real niga alive
understand that
and you're my offspring, a boss thing
a bullet proof porsche thing
it's hard for you to understand that
nas the king, where my bricks
where my band at, play me a gangster's tune
while you entertain me, if i ain't crying laughing
to the lions throw your ass in
what the fuck, what you nigas thinking
guns'll clutch if i get an inkling
that you're coming for the king pin
but i laugh at you cowards
ha ha ha
take me out
try try try

wanna be me
you can't you faggot
you bitch, you coward
you clown, you just wanna be down
so you wanna be me
you bitch, you phony,
you clone me, you wanna be me son
i'm the one and only but you wanna be me
you suckers, you're weak, you're flunky,
you're fake, you couldn't come closer on my worst day
but you wanna be me
i burn you, i learn you a lesson
concerning this my professing
turn your direction you can't be me