Story behind the song
lol i was bored so I wrote and recorded this
Lyrics
it goes pros, rookies, and absolute butchers
the punks of the industry like Ashton Kutcher
take the advice of the Nike checkmark and just do it
but whenever I come through better watch out and MOOOVE it
Now I aint tryna be stupid, then again neither should you
Laces tied up real neat on my G Unit shoes
Black hat on my dome, vocal chords moving freely
White adidas jacket on costin more then 150
its crazy mothafuckas, im just losing my sanity
Thoughts making my head swell im bout to POP like a Kennedy
Everytime I walk around I feel like im getting noticed
Spreading more word around then a yellow sticky post-it
I've been hear I've been there, you've been along the road with me
its time to lose it lyrically and make this beat look pure sickly
Make you walk around cripply cuz I've shattered your kneecaps
Only way you a true cat (meow) is when you takin a treenap
Bodybags zippin up (zip) its time to take your nighty nights
Hanging from street lights *choke* sufficating from your tighty whites
Illuminate some truth on these so called rappers
Ima say it like elders do, and "fuck these whipper snappers"
Cant stand the Artis aka Rias on this
Cuz whatever I rap at you is 100% shit
i say it to piss you off like if you drank to much water
But I'ma smack the lesson in ya like im really your father
