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Yea, nigga I'm gon ahead and murder this shit Voice gone and shit, I think it's gonna make it sound a lil, a lil I'll, Just a lil iller Yup, Fayettenam, nigga Yea, Carolina blue kicks pedal to the medal Feeling like a puppet and the devil is Geppetto Letter to the ghetto, hold ya head high You can pick apart my raps I ain't told ya, now lie My word a little darker like a fucking tan line Go and look for a better nigga, girl you can't find Fine young man with an old man mind, No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind Ah no mam, I'm an old land mime I been waiting to blow up for a long damn time, now I'm on and I'm- Fayettenams finest, Carolina saviour, marijuana blazer Only on occasion cause my mind be racing Lost in my thoughts so my eyes be Asian Thinking how these rap niggas got to be faking Whole style obviously copied, pasted-plagiarized swag May arrived last but when it's all said and done I'm a be ahead of them Where did I describe? They prescribe a nigga medicine Where did I be fly-I be higher than the Jet-e-sons Moving on up, nigga higher than the Jeffersons SongtexteAll about the Benjamin's, bad chicks send em' in! Basic hoes toss em out! Can't even get waffle house Hating niggas chalk em out! Go and get the coffin out What chu talking bout? Little man, My shit here burning you not even a little tan I'm I'll enough to kill cancer, baby I'm Kemo Down in Miami, and I'm throwed like Marino Get a whole lot of you know, and she ball like an eagle. No, not up top but down there, She said she want to hop on top girl I don't care You better get yours before I reach mines cause then I'm throwing peace signs If you a freak I can take you to ya peak, girl I do it to the maxima-Nissan And I hope you a believer I'm quarterbacking trynna get cha open like receivers Far from an overnight achievers, Cole is like the leader of the new niggas! To tell the truth, I'm only fucking with a few niggas, if that! The rest of ya'll niggas get lap I sit back, and reflect on the rap game I came from out of no where Nigga, I swear those lames ain't know how to prepare Got niggas shouting out "The Ville-I got to go there! " Boy, don't you know you get shot over there? I say my prayers cause this life ain't fair, A bunch of backstabbing niggas hope the knife ain't there A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain't there Yea late at night, when I got the phone call and made here right When my crib was strait ahead, shorty gave me head, Hit then I quit it before she even made the bed Damn I'm no good but damn it's so good I'm picturing that body like a camera phone would Something like Rihanna while I'm up in that v-gina Type of chick that only dress in something that designer I could give a fuck long as there something that's behind her Got the type of bump that make a dog want to hump her Back to the topic, actually forgot it Hoes, money, I'm the shit... oh yea I'm reminded The way I put the words together cleverly align them These other rap niggas shouldn't never be a problem And I'm ghost! Nigga, yea, let me hear that! Aus Songtexte Mania