N.M.E
05-20-07, 07:22 PM
Ya'll Lovin My Raps,
My Game Refreshes Ears...
The Way I'm Punchin The Tracks,
Like An Angry Engineer!!!
It's All About The Punchlines,
When I'm Scorchin The Beats...
& I Ball Without The Sunshine,
Like I Was Born Wit A G!!!
I'm Robbin Cuz I'm Hard & Choppin Cuz I'm Large/
Stayin Close To The Streets Like The Bottom Of A Car//
Bros Wantin My Rare Dope, I Ball Wit A Glare Yo/
Sellin Weed On A Yacht So I Call It The Sale-Boat//
I Need Help Apparently, Unleash Hell, Beware Of Me/
& I'm So Damn Dangerous Seat Belts Are Scared Of Me//
Ya'll Know My Ryders Tuck The 4-5s, 9s & Up/
I'm Wit The Boyz In Red & We Don't Drive Fire Trucks//
My Gees Will Delete You, I Team Wit A Mean Crew/
We Got Blocks In Our Pockets Like We Was In Preschool//
My Writing Is Insane, Ya'll Lifeless In My Flames/
I'm Eatin People Up Like Mike Tyson In A Rage//
A Savage & I'm Starvin For Rappers That I Harvest/
Stayin On A Higher Level Than Alladdin & His Carpet//
My Skill's So Damn Advanced It Kills Hoes & Expands/
Ya'll Stack Monopoly Cards & Still Don't Stand A Chance//
I Be Blazin The Tracks & Erasin The Whack/
A Legend In The Making Like Creatin A Map//
I'm Droppin Sh!t That's Hard So Often In My Bars/
My Flow's So Fukkin Sick It Tested Positive For SARS//
Ya'll Lovin My Raps,
My Game Refreshes Ears...
The Way I'm Punchin The Tracks,
Like An Angry Engineer!!!
It's All About The Punchlines,
When I'm Scorchin The Beats...
& I Ball Without The Sunshine,
Like I Was Born Wit A G!!!
My Game Refreshes Ears...
The Way I'm Punchin The Tracks,
Like An Angry Engineer!!!
It's All About The Punchlines,
When I'm Scorchin The Beats...
& I Ball Without The Sunshine,
Like I Was Born Wit A G!!!
I'm Robbin Cuz I'm Hard & Choppin Cuz I'm Large/
Stayin Close To The Streets Like The Bottom Of A Car//
Bros Wantin My Rare Dope, I Ball Wit A Glare Yo/
Sellin Weed On A Yacht So I Call It The Sale-Boat//
I Need Help Apparently, Unleash Hell, Beware Of Me/
& I'm So Damn Dangerous Seat Belts Are Scared Of Me//
Ya'll Know My Ryders Tuck The 4-5s, 9s & Up/
I'm Wit The Boyz In Red & We Don't Drive Fire Trucks//
My Gees Will Delete You, I Team Wit A Mean Crew/
We Got Blocks In Our Pockets Like We Was In Preschool//
My Writing Is Insane, Ya'll Lifeless In My Flames/
I'm Eatin People Up Like Mike Tyson In A Rage//
A Savage & I'm Starvin For Rappers That I Harvest/
Stayin On A Higher Level Than Alladdin & His Carpet//
My Skill's So Damn Advanced It Kills Hoes & Expands/
Ya'll Stack Monopoly Cards & Still Don't Stand A Chance//
I Be Blazin The Tracks & Erasin The Whack/
A Legend In The Making Like Creatin A Map//
I'm Droppin Sh!t That's Hard So Often In My Bars/
My Flow's So Fukkin Sick It Tested Positive For SARS//
Ya'll Lovin My Raps,
My Game Refreshes Ears...
The Way I'm Punchin The Tracks,
Like An Angry Engineer!!!
It's All About The Punchlines,
When I'm Scorchin The Beats...
& I Ball Without The Sunshine,
Like I Was Born Wit A G!!!