Uh... y'all know what's going on in this muthaf*cka (Yaknwimsayin)
This a lyrical exercise... (This what I) this what I do
Look... ok... I'm doctor with word with the wordplay an schemes
Gotta get the bread
Get it from my head
Even in my bed, dreams
I got mean ink
Only contract that I receive is a receipt
Pilot flying to the island just to take a retreat
While I'm chilling snacking on a Reese's Piece'
PC, mind work like a motherboard at light speed
A verse from me is like icing... on the cake
No more fighting for my say
500 for my words
Think it's absurd
F*ck it, it's your loss
Gotta get it, any means
This the cost, would you cross your boss and still keep a job?
Hell no! (Yeah) get your lie right nigga
So I can kill your thoughts of what you thought it was and lie right with you
Damn! Maybe that was too much
Really I don't give f*ck
I'm gonna talk my shit
Cause my lines gonna hit
Like Willa Mae when she told you stay... and didn't
So your ass got sticked (Uh, yeah)
What's a pop on the wrist (Uh)
I grew up with them old heads, they was really about it
Beat the twist out of a bitch (Uh)
Try me, this is what it is (Uh)
Niggas ever try to diss muah (Me)
Smack! Make your ass forget what you pissed for
One minute drill
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English
Uh... y'all know what's going on in this muthaf*cka (Yaknwimsayin)
This a lyrical exercise... (This what I) this what I do
Look... ok... I'm doctor with word with the wordplay an schemes
Gotta get the bread
Get it from my head
Even in my bed, dreams
I got mean ink
Only contract that I receive is a receipt
Pilot flying to the island just to take a retreat
While I'm chilling snacking on a Reese's Piece'
PC, mind work like a motherboard at light speed
A verse from me is like icing... on the cake
No more fighting for my say
500 for my words
Think it's absurd
F*ck it, it's your loss
Gotta get it, any means
This the cost, would you cross your boss and still keep a job?
Hell no! (Yeah) get your lie right nigga
So I can kill your thoughts of what you thought it was and lie right with you
Damn! Maybe that was too much
Really I don't give f*ck
I'm gonna talk my shit
Cause my lines gonna hit
Like Willa Mae when she told you stay... and didn't
So your ass got sticked (Uh, yeah)
What's a pop on the wrist (Uh)
I grew up with them old heads, they was really about it
Beat the twist out of a bitch (Uh)
Try me, this is what it is (Uh)
Niggas ever try to diss muah (Me)
Smack! Make your ass forget what you pissed for
One minute drill
This a lyrical exercise... (This what I) this what I do
Look... ok... I'm doctor with word with the wordplay an schemes
Gotta get the bread
Get it from my head
Even in my bed, dreams
I got mean ink
Only contract that I receive is a receipt
Pilot flying to the island just to take a retreat
While I'm chilling snacking on a Reese's Piece'
PC, mind work like a motherboard at light speed
A verse from me is like icing... on the cake
No more fighting for my say
500 for my words
Think it's absurd
F*ck it, it's your loss
Gotta get it, any means
This the cost, would you cross your boss and still keep a job?
Hell no! (Yeah) get your lie right nigga
So I can kill your thoughts of what you thought it was and lie right with you
Damn! Maybe that was too much
Really I don't give f*ck
I'm gonna talk my shit
Cause my lines gonna hit
Like Willa Mae when she told you stay... and didn't
So your ass got sticked (Uh, yeah)
What's a pop on the wrist (Uh)
I grew up with them old heads, they was really about it
Beat the twist out of a bitch (Uh)
Try me, this is what it is (Uh)
Niggas ever try to diss muah (Me)
Smack! Make your ass forget what you pissed for
One minute drill
Writer: Christopher Griffin
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