[Song: PaweŁ Mahooana]
[Intro]
Don Fazel, Mr Don Terrence Molly Jazel, Lingo blinger and linger
And yea he fail math every term but he's still my n***a man
And I got a lot of n***as damn
They the fam I'd do anything to show the world quarter cam
[Verse 1]
That's why I'm still short of a dolla but just holla
And the army can start farming it's alarmin' Carmin
Why you still bum enlargenin', lunch harvestin' and cents-sensitive
The only illation is that we're millionaires
Split over about a billion and something hairs (hares)
Light your flares
We don't cares start the races we the foxes who dare to be aware
Lightning or frightening vocals enlightening, right?
Sounds ripe for biting we don't care miles high kite flying
And I'm just rhyming hundred and twenty dimes finding
Car speeding around me
Buzzing paparazzi trying to find, we could, something we should
Wish a n***a wood (would) but a n***a b*$#@ weak (week)
And I'm in a new one about the same time
When I'm not on the streets
Or in the house making beats
You can find me in the sheets
Starting at the top its like my morning glory peaked
Such a freak God damn, she a geek
And the bat-cave starts to reek
Cause we chilling for the whole week
Going hard right? This ain't nothing for the meek
Inherit the world cause you can't find us walking on this beat
Paweł (PaweŁ) Slayer amateur imitator and grand beat maker
Free throw faker and whole team raper
OH SNAP SOMEONE STOP HIM. SOMEONE STOP HIM!!!! HE'S TAKING ON THE WHOLE TEAM, HE'S TAKING ON THE WHOLE TEAM!!!!!!
That's how we meet and rugby's what we keep jump your whole team it's not a try it's a leap
And no ladies I don't have a girlfriend I just know enough about the world and where we're going
Futurama bender, gang defender, political offender and voicemail sender…