
Straight chuggin' on the 40 ounce, brain cells fry Like a clamb strip all day get high Never ending story felt course stay fly My mom’s a math teacher so I gotta multiply Not a mathematician myself so I ride At my 98 Altima parked outside Hustle and mixtapes I’m tryna get by Double U E double B follow with a Y Mothafucka that’s me and I be so cool To be on my level you gonna need a step-stool Always been a troublemaker gotta break rules Breaking every law till they kick me out of school So amped up you’d think I’m chuggin' jet fuel Chasing a bottle of moon shine with an O’Doules No more rules let me call up Billy Madison And have em slippin' on banana peels if they challenge him I’m bafflin' any competitor with what I’m rappin' and The future’s lookin' bright I think I’m staring at a halogen Born in ‘88 I got it tatted on my abdomen Product of the 90s, everyday practicin' Then it started happenin', turned into a beast Full bred pit with a little Maltise Woof, slaughter any track I see You’ve now been warned, you’d better hide your beats I’ma never give a fuck about you I’m just doing what I do Murder any beat I put my mind too Thought you knew that’s what I do Rappin' on the mike till my face turns blue Through and through that’s what I do That’s what I do Stop sleeping over there man pass the blunt L ride around town and be back for lunch Got a full plate of beats and some Captain Crunch Me on the mike only lost a battle once Everybody else, murked em Cooked it up, served em Pen in hand I got the dexterity of a surgeon Freestyles burn em, written rhymes flawless Like the names of every Mutant Ninja Turtle, I’m an artist Bitch, nobody stoppin' what I’m sayin' Lyrical display gon' shock em like Raiden Everyday ragin', show me where the party’s at Where the bitches where the broads where the hotties at? Where the liquor where the bud, where the Marley at? Where the stage I’m bouta give the crowd a heart attack Life’s short so you know I gotta live it up Brim low dutch rolled I’ma never give a fuck All I got’s my word and my balls just a nerve with a cause Livin' life like a video game so press pause Double tap X with a shot to the brain Back back square hit em with the scorpion chain So get over here bitch ill kick em like Liu Kang And fatality anybody who shits on my name Its that tatted up tyrant, heatin' up the climate Pissing on these haters like puppies on fire hydrants It’s that motherfuckin' Optimus Rhyme full bottle of pills Blunted with a bottle of wine Fully transform bout to take over the game soon Ain’t no mothafucka I’m afraid to bring the flame to Got em rotisserie while I be smokin' piffery Making words connect like letters written in calligraphy Not a person here stepping in my shoes ‘Cause see Webby’s back and this is what I do
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