Intro:
I just copped your new CD, Who wanna play Frisbee?
(I feel you Papoose)
Yeah I copped your sh**, but now we break weed up on it
(I feel you too Jadakiss)
And I mean no disrespect
But you know when a n***a starts off his sentence with: No disrespect
You better be prepared to hear some real disrespectful sh**
[Verse 1: Ones (aka Slim Biggins]
Look!
I hear everything and I listen with no bias
But I a'int got one bone of hate in my whole body
I have heard a bunch of nobodies
Some that don't deserve to be mentioned as nobody
Others I immediately see why they're nobody
They should have never been anybody
But they leak through the cracks
You can blame it on the deceitful execs
...or the fans that he ga**ed
They just in it for the ride though
If its free then its them
Or is it plain old luck?
Yeah that sh** do exist
You don't see or hear the bullsh** they be airing?
They making money off this whack sh** they polluting our ears with
And if n***as feel offended
I won't consider it no beef
The truth is a hard pill to swallow
And if you know me
I'm a tell the truth, We found a use for your mix-tape
Some days its a coaster
Or occasionally a weed plate
[Hook: Ones (aka Slim Biggins)]
When my nephews are bored
I give 'em your CD and let them play Frisbee
Your case is my weed plate
(Mine is a keepsake)
Yes I consider you garbage
Shame on these fans that consider you artists
When my nephews are bored
I give 'em your CD and let them play Frisbee
Your case is my weed plate
(Step your rap game up)
Yes I consider you garbage
Shame on these fans that consider you artists
[Verse 2: Ones (aka Slim Biggins)]
Radio or internet, pick your poison
These big labels pressure you and limit your choices
Like modern day slave owners
There's a reason why he's hot when he's not
I'm talking payola
Like... how long did they think we'll pay soldier?
As soon as I make this little flip, its game over
My whole hood gon' eat, weight
(pounds of chronic)
We'll break up every bud on your CD case
We a'int disrespecting you
You disrespecting the art
What he scribble is gibberish, too sloppy to market
But they still got a lane
I don't know how they got on
Now we got n***as in New York mimicking these marks
I'm the slow flow king
I paint pictures, Artistic
They just flow slowly, like they Autistic
You can see what I say like lip readers
Why you think when I start rapping I say Look!
[Hook: Ones (aka Slim Biggins)]
When my nephews are bored
I give 'em your CD and let them play Frisbee
Your case is my weed plate
(Mine is a keepsake)
Yes I consider you garbage
Shame on these fans that consider you artists
When my nephews are bored
I give 'em your CD and let them play Frisbee
Your case is my weed plate
(Step your rap game up)
Yes I consider you garbage
Shame on these fans that consider you artists
[Verse 3: Ones (aka Slim Biggins)]
Either way
Lets take a drink to your success
Put your drinks in the air
We about to have a wonderful year
Even though ya'll on some s**er sh**
Rapping what we don't want to hear
sh** its still hustling if hard work got you here
Cheers to that
But after this drink
We'll be back to the truth of the fact that your whack
Juking the stats with fake you tube song names
Your MP3's a'int worth their drive space
I know what talent is and these n***as talent less
You could be nice and still catch an L, ask Canibus
(He caught two)
Your mix-tape is a mistake
We asked for cla**ics and they delivered us weed plates
Stirring up lies, your grapevine needs grapes
I don't concur with that he-say-she-saying
Its the underlying truth
If men lie and women lie
Then the numbers lying too
[Hook: Ones (aka Slim Biggins)]
When my nephews are bored
I give 'em your CD and let them play Frisbee
Your case is my weed plate
(Mine is a keepsake)
Yes I consider you garbage
Shame on these fans that consider you artists
When my nephews are bored
I give 'em your CD and let them play Frisbee
Your case is my weed plate
(Step your rap game up)
Yes I consider you garbage
Shame on these fans that consider you artists
Zone out
Yup we Go Deep
Yup we Go Deep
Yup we Go Deep
Lets Go Deeper
(Ones!)
I am Slim Biggins!