It's The Hype
Yo this is The Hype and Sneaky Snake Productions is the label
Lyrics
The best writer since Seuss when he wrote the cat in the hat man
I put a New Era on the pussy Hype better bring that beat back man
Or he gon catch a beatin when I go & hit up my Batman
Better known as my hitman & I don’t talk about that man
When I got the green I get the weed I jus hit up the skat man
Down south he da trap man don’t go there it’s a trap man
When I trap and I skat it’s like Ratatat tat man
Need to get some work done need to hit up the tat man
Paint a picture of a portrait Weed man killin the Tax man
They’ve been killin me for years but sam don’t give a damn bout that man
I ain’t no bitch but switch I be’s a witch wit the Kraft man
Wicked witch of the cheese I turn the singles to stacks man
You might be a bitch on the rag u’mma raggin bich high on crack man
And they say that when I rap they say I sound high on crack man
Like gettin stuck up for Saran they tell me give up the rap man
I can’t be high on crack I can’t be that cuz I’m phat man
Plus my pockets is fat man
Of course they gon be fat I gottem full of them fat mans
Ulysses S Grant that fuckers a fat man
If Santa himself saw’em he’d says he’s a fat man
Not to mention your a fiend and I’m your neighborhood crack man
Your skat man and your trap man I’ll rol dub jus like dat man
I’m swallowin up the duckets like the offspring of pacman
Da cops be hatin that I’m fly they prey/pray they hit me w/ SWAT man
I got the gift of the gab dem lips get to flippin like that man
Bitches trip and imagine I’m down there lickin they ass man
I be smokin dem trees till I see the ghost of christmas past man
That’s how I deal with all the pain of my past man
All I really need is a fifth and a flask man
A dollar bill and a half gram
I know u see how I feel when I put it like that man
U think u’ve heard my story but u ain’t heard the half man
My teams the underdog but yo were up at the half man
Reachin up for success I only feel like a half man
Half man half monster u’mma beast on the track man
I’m never slippin on the track I got the grip of a gatman
I squeeze like an anaconda sneaky snake bring it back man
I’ll make ya say man man maaan I’m jus that damn good.....man
