G:] 9th Wonder, Warren G... It's ya'll
Yeah, respect to the trigger finger been pushed that line sice grade school, a fool Since I touch down bitches they fuck now But can't get it, she got ass with a nose like... My pimping it ain't scared Got real estate over there and hustle over Dare a try to take it he gone fake it til he make it Shawty em like a bracelet, that's real talk, Yeah, don't you if you get caught You already know if you do you dead And now in the hood trading cush for your baby mama throat But it up bitch deal with it, huh Ain't' no glitch in my computer, bangin beats for the Paper plains no food Yeah, I'm the driver and the the and the taxi I you mother fuckers get at me I dare you mother get out me, Yeah
See I grew up with the blue team before was a u-stream Seen a lot of niggas knocked out shoes strings Rhyming on these beats the 90s I'm a factor Here with career until I'm in the here after Classic with this like mike when he was blacker And you, you remind me of me when I was I read lines and bring like an actor But I'm so hollywood that you think that I'm a rapper You think that I got in backwards? It really doesn't
meets the rapper, he's the former I'm the latter Spacing out these bars so you niggas can on I'm proof that you could still make and keep your rhymes strong Burn out the industry as hot as my Be dream meets the nightmare of normalcy The anti of cool Still most likely to succeed 'cause there ain't right no
[Kendrick Uh, my nigga we out Photo and nothing known for your luggage Down trip, you fabricate to the public we don't shit Believing it or not, call your bluffin' leave your ass knots The juggernaut that's in your rectum, pac and resurrect em' Sure to a spectrum, especially when my mental telepathy start to f Em' Aka fuck em', aka in my way once I start b b b buggin' Fuck up your function and your house party my life's shortly fortune And If the feds call me, I softly, just toss me life, And your high tops and my possy too properly bite Everybody's watching alright, if you're not watching me Steal my big a kite, Got my shit when shit wasn't a doorbell, an insect or lightyear in Sight, amen! Now won't you be, a man! and pay respects and sure, yes we Destroy your steps, son! Son son Son son Son