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[Hook]
I say I gotta be honest, My grind I'm on it
You comin at me, I'ma get ya boy
You can hate if you want, but no one can save ya
Time's runnin out, I'ma get ya boy
[Verse]
I'm outrageous, when it comes to rapping I ain't anxious
I'm the truth young bull & some of you can't face it
Got 'em lookin like face lifts
Cuz they surprised inside, it's not lie, I'm flyer than spaceships
Sucka niggas can hate this, I be on my great shit
Keep whining (wine) bout me on that grape shit
Phony niggas ancient, I'm the new school
You dudes cool, but rapping, you shouldn't play with
I'm goin ape shit, hold the phone
When the last time you seen somebody hold his own
Defense how I hold the zone, Jay told you to watch it
I'm a quarterback, known to throne (thrown)
Look, they sittin in some deep shit
My flow hot, meltin niggas like the cheese in a deep dish
Don't believe it? Then, you ain't been listenin
It's goin down like the pot I been pissin in
I'm feelin like Eminem, ready to kill
Cut you like the deck when I'm ready to deal
Respect me, Paul Wall how I'm ready to grill
And call the Grim Reaper if you ready to chill
Homeboy, if I muscle up, jump like double dutch
Ricky Ross, the young boss, homeboy I'm a hustl-a
I don't give a fuckin fuck
Johnny Depp, sharp wit the hands homie if we knuckle up
Boss status, bringing to you the madness
I'm seein Green like a Cee Lo fan
You all asses, I author the baddest
Rappin better than burrito stands
So stay focused, rap I'm gettin dope wit
My style's potent, hope you ain't choking
A good laugh is free
But music, I cannot afford to joke with
[Hook]
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Commercial Break,
released May 28, 2012
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