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[Intro] This purple be having me in a storm man Thinking bout a whole bunch of sh** man Lemme get this off my chest real quick [Verse] Yo Well this rap sh** {what} Has certainly changed How could it ever work for these lames? Duck-hunt, with all these birds in the game That's word to my gang D-I-P you heard what I claim? Writer mayne Hottest thing on this turf and terrain I luagh You ain't as great as you think You hear that? That's me laughing all the way to bank Come play in the paint I've been a pro If it ain't a give and go {what's that? } I see it like it buy it, that what I call a pick and roll Dig though, I'm eating chump I don't need to front For prjoects with the weeks and months I ain't take a breather once {no way} It's easy punk, I'm top the line Rhyme for rhyme Couple rocks, and a watch, ock that means it's time to shine {bling} Little guys behind But check it I'm a ride for mine If I was super man the S'll be a dollar sign {Ching} I ain't lying, I be styling creep How I'm cheap? When seven days a week I'm fresher than a bounty sheet {fresh} The bounty hunters couldn't find this little town I creep My lounge discreet Some of my n***as meet me down the street {word} They hound the beast on some star struck sh** {how} Cameras out like britney spears on a startbucks trip {flick} Get your bars up prick Uh understand me these queers are candy {candy} Throwing jabs but your oscar wearing panties I dare you trannies get R uh mad I'll carve the f*g {why} Your album trash The next one should come in garbage bags Little garbage a** could never be a diplomat Your sh** is wack It's a fact You ba*tards always been in jack {swag} I get a cat to bring a ration where you living at Get your clappers, swing around the plastic like a wiffle bat {click clat} Now that's a christmas wrap Go head with the chitter chat We'll chitty chitty bang bang all over your fitted cap {blaow} The kid is back drowning the mic It's the king kiss the ring n***as bow to the nice How I ain't nice? I style for real {real} That's really how I feel {feel} I turned a street mixtape into a album deal I'm bout them bills So until I touch em millions boo I'm a puff a splif or two And f** up my perifials Holla!