[Verse One: DJ Daggerz]
Top shelf like that cereal box, the people want a cut I can give em' an ox//
X'd out your name, put mine on top, you know what time it is like a Rolex watch//
Situations turn sticky, that's like Scotch, loud turn sticky, that's like Scotch//
Shout out to me, that's mad props, Shout out to me that's mad props//
Just to prove to competition that I'm still on top//
I'm like the little engine that could, that's straight off the block//
In ghetto America, no particular spot, American Muscle car no particular drop//
This where the line drawn, no particular dots//
Protected like before the magnum popped//
I shine like Pledge off the counter tops//
Word as bond like Bron, I hope ya album flop//
Word as bond like Bosh, ya wrist snap a lot//
And ain't talking about shooting no ball//
You hold no weight at all, when it comes to D weighed on the scale you fraud//
I rebel against the law, ain't gone throw me against no wall//
I gone sick me with no dogs, I'm the sickness and the cure BOW!!!!!//
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