Neo Regular
11-17-07, 02:19 AM
[inspired by Kardinal Offishall]
Look man
We gotta get it straight because you lackin in facts
Homie you did a lot of research and ya ass was WHACK (nh)
Yeah, the champion is back from fighting the plague
I healed in seven days like Jesus when he left his grave
In imported water’s where I bathe
In your girl’s canal is where my penis behaves, ya PUNK…straighten up
Make A Wish Foundation was so on wealth
So don’t mind how cancer got that ice on my
Belt
The same one I use to whip your ass
Because you think ya balls grew to where you’d take my cash, wrong choice
I ran in on you stickin a zip disk in ya ass
Because you thought downloading was to rip your man-labia
Justin Timberlake aint the only one who hates technology
Espi, man I just try to rep my own colony…
You claim you better than but turned around and bit mines
And BIG SPOONS don’t HELP the CATCH IN A PUNCHLINE
You stepping outta line little boy, be cool
Before I jump you with the same six convicted near the ‘Rouuuuge
Lookin at you like what you wanna do?
And you be at my shows quiet looking at me like I’m huge…(***)
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Every single day I wake up I pray to Jah I’m signed
Only to wake up and hear em at my 9 to 5
You will never go outside and throw hands like a fan
In the front row because he know that SPITT is the MAAAN
I’ll RIP you just for thinking you tough
You go to college and you on some ol “yeah it’s real gats I buss”
Riiiiight…man it’s a c+, you prolly do drugs
And hear it from ya mama or my ex-hoe to GROW UP
Nobody likes your music and it’s simple as that
Man go ahead and get brave I’ll leave ya neck detached
That’s what happens to these clowns who stunt
Tryna throw a fist up to the sky like an uppercut
Will get ya body taped up and thrown right in the trunk
I’m iSmooth widdit, doing what the **** I WANT
Lemme put a bunch of punchlines into my songs
SUPERWOMAN lacked POWER ask Trey to the Songz
I’m SOHH WRONG, ON-SITE I be BUGGIN OUT too
because I FLASH MY BALLS IN THE LADIES ROOM
YOUR TEAM RUNS THROUGH WOMEN like a FINISH LINE, maaaan
My SIXTH SENSE was sayin it was BRUCE WILLIS, fam
I just SHOW UP and tell you yeah ya life it does suck
But yet it’s YOU GETTING MAD YA WHORE’S LONELY AS FUKK
I AM LEGEND like GOD’S RECONFIRMING HIS PLACE
You talk **** on the wrong site like CLOWNING AT GROUND ZERO
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Look man
We gotta get it straight because you lackin in facts
Homie you did a lot of research and ya ass was WHACK (nh)
Yeah, the champion is back from fighting the plague
I healed in seven days like Jesus when he left his grave
In imported water’s where I bathe
In your girl’s canal is where my penis behaves, ya PUNK…straighten up
Make A Wish Foundation was so on wealth
So don’t mind how cancer got that ice on my
Belt
The same one I use to whip your ass
Because you think ya balls grew to where you’d take my cash, wrong choice
I ran in on you stickin a zip disk in ya ass
Because you thought downloading was to rip your man-labia
Justin Timberlake aint the only one who hates technology
Espi, man I just try to rep my own colony…
You claim you better than but turned around and bit mines
And BIG SPOONS don’t HELP the CATCH IN A PUNCHLINE
You stepping outta line little boy, be cool
Before I jump you with the same six convicted near the ‘Rouuuuge
Lookin at you like what you wanna do?
And you be at my shows quiet looking at me like I’m huge…(***)
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Every single day I wake up I pray to Jah I’m signed
Only to wake up and hear em at my 9 to 5
You will never go outside and throw hands like a fan
In the front row because he know that SPITT is the MAAAN
I’ll RIP you just for thinking you tough
You go to college and you on some ol “yeah it’s real gats I buss”
Riiiiight…man it’s a c+, you prolly do drugs
And hear it from ya mama or my ex-hoe to GROW UP
Nobody likes your music and it’s simple as that
Man go ahead and get brave I’ll leave ya neck detached
That’s what happens to these clowns who stunt
Tryna throw a fist up to the sky like an uppercut
Will get ya body taped up and thrown right in the trunk
I’m iSmooth widdit, doing what the **** I WANT
Lemme put a bunch of punchlines into my songs
SUPERWOMAN lacked POWER ask Trey to the Songz
I’m SOHH WRONG, ON-SITE I be BUGGIN OUT too
because I FLASH MY BALLS IN THE LADIES ROOM
YOUR TEAM RUNS THROUGH WOMEN like a FINISH LINE, maaaan
My SIXTH SENSE was sayin it was BRUCE WILLIS, fam
I just SHOW UP and tell you yeah ya life it does suck
But yet it’s YOU GETTING MAD YA WHORE’S LONELY AS FUKK
I AM LEGEND like GOD’S RECONFIRMING HIS PLACE
You talk **** on the wrong site like CLOWNING AT GROUND ZERO
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan
Now here is something you can’t understand….
You’re NOT a sick veteraaaaan