V-12 - Meta Myers lyrics

[Intro] Call me Harry Potter [Verse] One half Meta, the other half Myers One thing's for sure: he got the streets on fire Carol City thug, I got dope money I own my own label, that means more money I could get you k**ed for no money I got Third World country k**ers that are so hungry Do it on a Sunday, again on Monday I'm a hustler, so I lose track of the days Forgive me, Lord, for my evil ways Try to live good so I make evil plays Ten thousand pills, international plane Legally insane, I don't really feel pain I got a stupid knife if you reach for my chain This Halloween, I'ma bust a couple of brains Got a flock of hoes that'll clean up the stains Leave you like [?], think it's a game? [Chorus] Meta Myers, Meta Myers Meta Myers, I got the streets on fire Hell is hot, but I'm hotter The world is mine, call me Harry Potter Meta Myers, Meta Myers Meta Myers, I got the streets on fire Hell is hot, but I'm hotter The world is mine, call me Harry Potter