[mac talking]
Cut that ?simply? track off
Give me a little volume in my headphones
Turn the mic up a little bit n***a i cant here myself
What? what?
Alright
Its ?macadon? off in this motherf**er
Dj wop, klc
Feel it
[mac]
First of all, n***a f** y'all y'all n***as aint sh**
I'm the one who slash rappers and be f**ing they b**h
I hate rappers who hate other rappers for making it
Record labels be dickin n***as, n***as just be takin it
Fakin it with videos, with pretty hoe's and limos
But callin no limit tryin submit them f**in demos
Fake a** n***as be hollin "keep it real"
I got family n***a, keep it real to them god damn bills
I give a f**, bout hip-hop the culture of the call
This sh** is watered down like a scene from jaws
I done been through all the phases,
Tampered with all the styles,
n***as done soldier hated,
Mac retaliated
Tell them n***as in back with semi-autos
You dis me on wax, you might not see tomorrow
I'm like zorro, i mark d.f.m on they back
[and whats that] that mean dont f** wit mac
They should've told you i was nothing nice
As a matter of fact they should've told you i was nothing nice twice
My rollie was dipped in ice, my g-ride was payed out
Crib was layed out before my record was out
Most of y'all go gold and never see a bank roll
A hundred g's in the hole cause you sold your soul
When your broke, your yellin at tru to hip-hop sh**
I'm known damn well all you n***as tryin to get rich
East, west, middle, south n***a we all the same
We all speak the same sh** but with different type of slang
So the next n***a talk about we country and weak
I hope his momma catch cancer and die in her sleep
What?
1-2-1-2 you get your crew, i get my crew and we can do what real n***as
Do
What?
1-2-1-2 you get your boo, i get my boo and they can do what real b**hes
Do
[mac talking]
The camouflage a**a**in
The no limit empire strikies back for all the haters
What?
We're no limit soldiers, i thought i told ya x7
We're no limit motherf**ing soldiers