Stereo-type, I'm a stereo-type, I belong in a stereo, the stereo-type
Yeah stereo-type, I'm a stereo-type, I belong in a stereo, UH
They try to claw to the top, they try to latch on him
But look at his skin (AH), not a scratch on him
Rappers throw tracks on him, b**hes throw a** on him
All he needs left is a label to throw some cash on him
‘Til then, I'm walking like a million bucks
Cats in no shirts like Sicilians, business man with a villainous touch
I got the torch of Lady Liberty's clutch
And you don't want it with my team, each one of us is individually tough
But the city is f**ed, got on screw-face
And they hate on every single dream that you do chase
Bleach blonde bombshells try and tell me
That they Jones up over Tommy Lee
All these b**hes two-faced
The rookie of this year, soph*more of the next one
I flew like H1, N1
The minute I am one,
Flow I could start up something brand new
So this is what it feels like when no one understands you (There's no)
Don't hate school, (There's no) just hate everything that they all teach
Now I'm cripwalking, (There's no) cause life is just a Long Beach
Tryina stretch my wings and see how far both of my arms reach
But now I'm no longer within your arms reach, ha
(There's no blood in bones, ah)
I shut the place down, break in the doors
Crack the windows, uh, shake the floors
Take whatever you want and take some more
I put the tone in your bones that you can't ignore
I shut the place off, cut off the lights
Get your drink on, uh, start a fight
This ain't well-mannered, this ain't polite
This is my sign-off, uh, so goodnight (yeah)
Flow like scoliosis and back
Straight driving circles round these dudes are crooked as hell
Man I'm an F1 driver when I jump on the track
While they all pressing F1 looking for help
These days, I'm out of touch man I'm out of they brain
My fine verses hopping in and out of the range
It's not that, my personality changed
It's my reality changed
Ever since my salary changed
Tryina make my pockets fat, make my calories change
And I've been on my high horse since the cavalry came
And I know if I bleach my music there's some sh** I could gain
But y'all should really brace your brain on all the sh** I retain
I'm insane, homie cause my grind's similar to Einstein
Square MC's all trying to hang on my time
Stay out of my circumference with your dirty gla**es
Never find Versis to come into their circumstances (There's no)
I got Wolverine bones (There's no), feel like tryina break them
I'm going on a journey (There's no), watch me as I take'em
From MPC's to MP3's to MTV's to shows with no empty seats, ha
(There's no blood in bones)
I shut the place down, break in the doors
Crack the windows, uh, shake the floors
Take whatever you want and take some more
I put the tone in your bones that you can't ignore
I shut the place off, cut off the lights
Get your drink on, uh, start a fight
This ain't well-mannered, this ain't polite
This is my sign-off, uh, so goodnight
A product of easy living and hard liquor
With easy women who call quicker
And sleazy rappers who all bigger
Testicular cancer homie, I ball sicker
Life is all golden
sh** is all glitter
Sink your teeth into that b**h, they all bitter
I'm on my main course, it's what I call dinner
I'm well-seasoned like Spring I'm a Fall winner
I'm dropping hot lines, y'all should call the call center
Turpentine cash stacks dog, they all thinner
My flows litter, they just trash though
Green light gla** go
Watch how far my a** go
Hot like the third degree, and I ain't go to cla** though
Looking at this bottle wondering how deep this gla** go
About as far as the eye can see
My lyrics attack your heart, don't bypa** me (There's no)
They all want, to talk bout me
Saying how Versis' timing odd (There's no)
I roll a j up turn all these rappers to Silent Bob (There's no)
I keep my eye on God, nothing's in the dough I need it
They say that sh** is bad, I find that sh** comedic
(There's no blood in bones)
I shut the place down, break in the doors
Crack the windows, uh, shake the floors
Take whatever you want and take some more
I put the tone in your bones that you can't ignore
I shut the place off, cut off the lights
Get your drink on, uh, start a fight
This ain't well-mannered, this ain't polite
This is my sign-off, uh, so goodnight