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Look I'm about to summons the punishment then publish it By summers come I'ma run this sh*t Cuz a cummerbund couldn't stomach this Jay played chicken wit a mack truck, kinda raw N*ggas play chicken wit Los, I'm playing dinosaur Carnivores hide from me, predators is prey The earth is my chessboard Where my competitors get played I'm 2 seconds from greatness You 10 minutes from 8th grade I mastered mine like I invented the slave trade Aight, my girlfriend 9 times hot I'm unsigned, but I shine in every prime time spot Design lines of a genius, but them guidelines dropped Cuz my curriculum starts right where Einstein's stopped I learned every word in the world then restarted again I surpassed the point of a genius to retarded again Even plotted the perfect plan then re-thought it again So even if I forfeit they still called it a win Me losing? I doubt that forever I could spit tornadoes out, that could probably put a house back together I am, thee best, leave all my competitors dying, depressed I'm a lion in deep flesh And you, you bout as gangster as Ryan SeaCrest Bout to send all my n*ggas to give out you n*ggas that's lyin, G-Checks I am too big to belittle you haters I am too big I "be little" you haters Here's a little rule breaker I'm seeing so many cheques now I feel like I'm turnin' in middle school papers And them court side seats behind the Lakers, kinda cool The acres behind the lake and the lake is behind the pool The pool is behind the mansion, the mansion behind the Phantom The Phantom behind some trees, and a tall gate please For whoever got the crown, get some all state please Will I scratch these n*ggas off? Do a dog hate fleas? Jeez, I'm at a level they haven't entered yet So while I'm talkin' please nobody interject I'm Andre 3K with the intellect So all you ho ass rappers give me a pimp's respect I'm leanin' like Pimp C doing my thing, respect it I'm Bun B from an underground king's perspective My flow should be forbidden I free-styled one time, and Nas told me it was written Hahaha Jus kiddin' if I'm leavin' you out Well it's a hard knock life no reasonable doubt The crown ain't safe, I hope rappers feel inferior This what I like to call Vintage Rolls Royce interior N*gga Let it ride out man, for a second Just let it sing, I'm gone |