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Like, what are you supposed to do? Like you put your hands up, you tell 'em that you don't have a gun. The thing that America is telling our children, and this is the sad part, that black folks if you don't make me comfortable we will kill you America's most wanted, don't try to apprehend him America's most wanted (Ice Cube is back on the set) Don't try to apprehend him Yes, the rhythm, the rebel I'm broadcasting live on behalf of the glisten That appears in y'all bezel, I've risen to level So large, on my level with B.I.G I really mean it when I tell you "get on my level", you dig? Get it however you live This is for censorship, pick a flow, switch the shit Alien, rapping at a packed-out stadium I'm prolly 'bout to sin like I got a late DM If anybody or they friend try to flow against me Put some dollars on your pen like an ATM Every window tinted, every minute look like 8 PM I'm so hip hop, I shit deluxe boombox I nut tunes, I spit corrupt moon Rockshell, toe-top tens, watch the bus zoom by Listen, if I ain't on your Mt. Rushmore of top spitters Nigga, I'm am not with it, Ryan Rock different I ain't 'bout riches, I ain't Scott Disick I'm largely blessed, I'm always dressed I'm not fresh though, I'm Godly, don't call me less Listen, chump, I spit it to pyramid, switch the front SongtexteThe spirit of Egyptian ankhs, call me Neph Nigga, my every alcoholic breath Is heavy like imagine tryna carry all this stress Your floss just preparing y'all for death So God won't bury y'all bearing y'all regrets Carry on, I tote Goyard My humble approach will boast for y'all My hoe got more junk in the trunk than most tow yards And if I don't know y'all I'ma turn yo' voyage to bon voyage to bone lawyers This one's for y'all niggas thinking you really big Tie you up and give you the busy sig My future wasn't always just so Truman To produce checks, I have my little metro booming Never lose bets when it's time to shoot death I am G Money and Nino, I got the goose neck, now who's next? Lavar Ball doing battle for my boys Playing hardball with them crackers like I'm Floyd You would never know that I'm annoyed, that's 'cause I'm a poet Grab a nigga neck and snap it just to add it to my story Aus Songtexte Mania