u know dnicest mannnnnnnn
i'm always spittin tha facts//
& when i take tha crown fo rap
i'm neva givin it back//
gimme tha cash,
yall could have tha fame & tha plaques//
& fuck a bitch, cuz i got
my little dame uin tha back//
i'm slayin tha track
faded cuz i'm blazin a sac//
talkin shit cuz a nigga
heavy drankin tha yak//
ya playin it back, WHY???
cuz mah tapes all dat//
i'm on ya mind nigga
like ya favorite baseball cap//
i've slained many
& da nice iz still unsatisfied//
i've trained plenty
& still aint heard no lines as fat as mine//
my spit iz devine
so hectic & yet so precious//
so when i spit my lyrics
u'll see niggas jumpin to catch it//
i got, friction when i step in
all u niggas iz shocked//
cuz me to hip hop
is wut a trigger iz to a glock//
ya feel it or not,
if da nice iz hittin ya block
make sho u greet him when u see him
and jus give him his props becuz.....
