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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #2,585
Peak in subgenre #1,405
Author
J. Thompson; D. Brown
Uploaded
March 30, 2010
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:17
Lyrics
It seems that my peers are always questioning
Why I never speak on, look, point in direction when
My nemesis scribbles his hate and his aggression with
Messages that are outlined clear as threatening
The answer is that attack on my intelligence
Is evident at the existence of your negligence
So pestilence on my part is effortless
So I'd rather paint my dome with pure elegance
Renaissance in my skull as I nod to the beat
I'm Michelangelo when I chisel concrete
Thoughts, can't no other compete
Like the team's filled up, time to take a backseat
Recognize I'm a league of my own
Like I copied myself and my team's filled with clones
And no other can compare in the lair of my zone
So you better not dare shed a hair near my home
Everywhere I go, every place that I be
There's gonna be a foe sniffing on my ID
Where your own clothes or I'm charging you fee
Homie do you cause believe I'm gonna do me
Everywhere I go, every place that I be
There's gonna be a foe sniffing on my ID
Where your own clothes or I'm charging you fee
Homie do you cause believe I'm gonna do me
Stopping through your city like Godzilla
With oversized feet feeding on your rap skrilla
I'm a thriller, without dancing at the graveyard
I deliver, so you better keep your day job
I'm James Bond, a killer that'll bring harm
To anyone, I'm win them with extreme charm
I feel her, your main girl with my right palm
My villa, with wild hair she'll be leaving from
Screaming you the, you the, you know
You know I'm large in this game like a sumo
Bringing sabotage to your frame something brutal
Take the entourage too with my rap judo
Chop, LP the emcee about to shake up your plot
And tell the whole world I'm invading your spot
All the lies that you tell, what the hell, just stop
That is something that you wish that you were but you're not
Everywhere I go, every place that I be
There's gonna be a foe sniffing on my ID
Where your own clothes or I'm charging you fee
Homie do you cause believe I'm gonna do me
Everywhere I go, every place that I be
There's gonna be a foe sniffing on my ID
Where your own clothes or I'm charging you fee
Homie do you cause believe I'm gonna do...
(Wait...ok go)
I'm a product of the D dot C
Chewed up and spit out like a stick of gum see
On the bottom of your checks, ruining your fresh please
Pass a page of the Express so I can get him off me
As I stand on the block like Qubert
I interrupt the product where you work
Chicken heads tell me go to hell I'm like you first
Rolling neck snap then their screaming out, "you jerk"
I know, still can't believe that it made it as a motto
Hit up the Mickey D's for diabetes in a bottle
Across from the cleaners where the dreamers play the lotto
With a knucklehead demeanor when I lean behind the throttle
She said as I went to switch gears
That I'm spectacular and blew a kiss in my ear
Never that cause I don't dance around in red under wears
I nowhere near queer baby get that out of here
Everywhere I go, every place that I be
There's gonna be a foe sniffing on my ID
Where your own clothes or I'm charging you fee
Homie do you cause believe I'm gonna do me
Everywhere I go, every place that I be
There's gonna be a foe sniffing on my ID
Where your own clothes or I'm charging you fee
Homie do you cause believe I'm gonna do me
