So what you got your first deal?
Who you signed with, nigga?
Interscope, columbia, sony, 550
Fuck it if you're with dreamworks
And if is, your in- house
commercial- ass producers
Can suck out the interior out of my dick
Y'all still 75, that ain't no new shit
Fake- ass wanna- be hip- hop shit
Don't worry about who the
I'm tired of niggas fooling muthafuckas
Actin like they drug dealers
All you rappers fantasizin that
You can pull the speedos and suck my dick
Tell your corny fans who believe that shit
Lick the back of my ass quick
Especially muthafuckas with that
Smack the shit out of you for doin that
50 bodyguards surround you
Standin like you runnin shit,
you ain't the fuckin president
Posin with ugly bitches in your video
Or rhyme on any block with me
I should be on the wall next
I don't care no more about your lyrics
The average mc is bullshit, I don't hear it
Fuck you talkin about you
I make rappers intimidated
Over wack- ass beats they get motivated,
your shit and duplicate it
By some new- ass mc about to perish
Type of muthafucka to eat a lotta celery
A bunch of 'n sync type of fans
hyped you up like bill bellamy
A bitch like you would rhyme
Niggas with real shit will hurt you
The girl scout club I refer you
Erase your shit, I don't dub you
You been rappin for 20'000 years
And you ain't got your fuckin deal yet?
Don't take your problems out on me
And the rest of you muthafuckas
Walkin around lookin like some old
Muthafucka, I pull your face off
'bout to show you what the
Too real muthafuckin broke
Nobody was sayin that shit when
I was payin for them fuckin hot wings
Hope you burn your fuckin lips