MARKED FOR DELETION - A-List Radio Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] Fast lane-livin', bad thing givin' brains From the pa**enger side of the ride while I drive And I swerve, vision blurred, make it hard to observe Blame the liquor I absorb, and plus I'm high as God Why is it, Lord, that I can't seem to slow the whip down? The same boy standin' up when them teachers told him, "Sit down" Look, now, I done growed up and still don't follow rules Caught the blues, n***a, hold up, y'all still don't got a clue To all the cool n***as from high school that still ain't doin' sh** ‘Member when y'all used to f** n***as up till they blue and sh**? Now your a** broke as a joke and them n***as doin' it Funny how the tables turned and life, n***a, you ruined it Three kids that never see they daddy ‘Less he need a dollar from his baby mama And y'all still don't wear a condom, is you stupid, n***a? Fallin' in love with these hoes, is you Cupid, n***a? You better learn ‘fore you burn, boy See, me stay on top of my game, David Stern, boy Did this dirt like worms Now my mom was more concerned with the future Y'all n***as stuck in neutral This a city where police tryin' to shoot ya The army tryin' to recruit ya I'm here to get ya higher, baby, so this here's the booster I'm tryin' to be the king, n***a, this that Martin Luther sh** is crucial, now let me introduce ya to the real From the ‘Villes, still pourin' liquor ‘fore my n***as k**ed [Verse 2] Bustin', I'm goin' numb Sting like a bee, float like it's Noah's ark You know it's hard, flow is sharp like I'm blowin' darts n***as bear with me These hoes out here lookin' like some spare kidneys They give it up, how gracious, a** outrageous Up in the club, you could spot her, a Dalmatian Say she found God, but to me she found Satan She only gettin' hotter, what's good with the Ramada then? Got a game tighter than them jeans her a** hidin' in I got that D, baby, ain't talkin' vitamins She said, “That's cool, n***a, but can you buy the Benz?” She playin' n***as like a violin I hit that a** just a little more violent She hittin' notes, then I'm ghost like it's Shaolin I'm on the prowl, maybe soon I'll throw the towel in Until that day's found, this is my playground, n***a [Verse 3] What do I got to do to prove to you I'm not the dude for you to just try to fool with? n***as ain't got a clue, b**h, n***as wanna bullsh** Don't know that my crew thicker than these cute b**hes We normally knockin' boots with Too slick to grip, my n***a, just stop that That verse was so old that I done forgot that But now I come off the top with the hot raps n***as know you better stop that Comin' through, got the Glock co*ked back n***a, I ain't even got one n***a, I'm aimin' at your face with the shotgun Lyrically, spiritually, n***as try and mirror me But I'm a vampire And I'm so damn higher than the average n***a Can you get with ya? I just signed to Jigga, n***a, how, how you figure? Damn, I'm slippin' up on my words But my verbs so sick that I never slip n***as know, uh, uh, please save me, XV