I said I hate rappers I hate rappers
Damn right I hate rappers
Im outta this world like e.t
You add a h and thats hate backwards
Yall n***as got that trashbag swag
All I wanna see is your girl's mouth
Like she got on batmans mask
So how the f** you claim the ho
When I gotta peel my homie off her
She love the fact that he play the spurs
Like when eva was with tony parker
Woop woop
n***as be followin cheap hoes
Listen to Carlos cause he's cold
n***a jus follow the g code
This is me off of my beastmode
Puffy told me stay patient
Yall n***as on vacation
And im jus in my cave waitin
Im a winner im a stunna
Im so seasoned n***a
I could choke the winter out the summer
n***a im so fly my pictures should be under pilots
The way I (eye)ball I should be under eyelids
Never should I jus be underminded
Wonder where your girl is n***a
Prolly under my dick
You must of bumped ur head
k** em thats what my sponsor said
Rarely do I sleep but when I do its under monsters beds
Want me chop it down cuz im choppin on them folks
Stay the f** up out my business get this chopper on your nose
Chop em chop em down like frenchie b**h
Come chop it up with Los we get them birds like we Cal Ripken
Then we chop em down to o's (BALTIMORE ORIOLES)
Out the 410 whats poppin b**h
You droppin down them poles
I paint that chevy body blue
Like papa smurf without no clothes
Uh white top white top, my drop top get your wife popped
We fist fight get ur knife out??
And you just might lose your light (POP)
I peel off the top with my bare hands
My trunk beat like bear slaps
Get more head then Bayer aspirin
Yall n***as bite like bear traps
Slap her on her bare a**
Say she can not bare it
Boy dont get embara**ed
Im in furs more then bear sh**
Say he love that ho thats jus a handyman
So many n***as in that p**y call it mini van
No really damn
I put 50 cent inside her p**y it played many men
Ima get rich die tryin
That slick sh** I drive by it
And they ask me whats my swag HOLLA
Say sh** b**h im skydivin its going down
My flow cold as common
But this ain't a common cold thats going round
Uh I out cla** you widdles
Im goin back to ZERO
Im like a black deniro
Im half past a hero
Im bout to lap the track
Im bout to smash the stereo---types(sterotypes)
Im nice, f** em, twice
No bullsh** im insane try not to trigger me
My father took a bullet to the brain
I hate chall I love rap
I love yall I hate rap
Im f**ed up I take that
I slow down and let the rhythm find me
So I stop writing cuz it live in side me