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Look at the plush, truck, women'll blush Especially when I bust "Adrenaline Rush", crush, pennin' from us Venomous flowin' is hard, look at the ice, oh, look at the walk In the presence of a god, see how he thinks, oh, look how he talks And I'mma come with the style, most of 'em like, then, most of 'em bite Whether they go write it down, or spit it then, they, move a device Niggas could never compete, they lesser than me, I'm, destined to be Run the Midwest and the reason the lesson'll be, one of the best in the streets Takin' a lesson from me cause I'm wreckin' the beat, a molecular special MC If you wanna take it and be, with knowledge of self, there's no better weapon than me And I hope you got the kush, gimme the woods, cause, I gotta smoke And if you don't got the dough, then it'll be, adios, I gotta go Unless you got somethin' to say, look at the time, no, look at the mind Don't think about what I'mma do if it ain't about money or you don't say nothin' divine I'm ? that you in the way, I wanna get, that, power and guap' Remember I used to get break, now I don't sleep, nope, now I don't stop I do it for me and you They wanna know why do I work work (c'mon) Why do I smoke? So I could be turnt turnt (c'mon) Why do I grind? So we can floss floss (c'mon) And why do I shine? Because I'm a boss boss I do it for me and you, c'mon SongtexteI do it for me and you, c'mon I want you to visualize and just, look at the stage, look at the bright lights C'mon, look at the rage, look at the night life Listen to a dope individual, not one of them niggas who flowin' so pitiful Hopin' that you would do so when you bring the attention your focus is critical Snappin' like a Kodak'll be, hope you get the picture, now Twista you notice I beast Don't flow after me, I'll eat 'em up and then say "Bon appétit" And it'll be so depressin' if I talk about everything that bother me Millionaires livin' in the same country as people in poverty So fuck you and your opinion, I'm on my own dominion Street scriptures, hieroglyphics that ain't the book of the Gideons An infinite era I'm in, travellin' through a multiverse Keepin' it smooth, I tell a motherfucker come insult me first Can I get ahead of us and I can see you be scared of us And you be talkin' et cetera, et cetera, but everybody'll know what you spit is a replica of what I do so I'mma just stay hot And I be makin' the cash, and when she ask why I'm away a lot I do it for me and you They wanna know why do I work work (c'mon) Why do I smoke? So I could be turnt turnt (c'mon) Why do I grind? So we can floss floss (c'mon) And why do I shine? Because I'm a boss boss I do it for me and you, c'mon I do it for me and you, c'mon Aus Songtexte Mania