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Basically this is how it's going to beI'm going to rap And if you rap usually When I rap, you shut the fuck upYou can clap when I'm doneDon't pigeon hole or type-cast me motherfuckerQuite nasty, white-nasty motherfuckerWho write nasty like hate mailWell you ain't Quayle or Kate BeckinsaleNorth American overweight maleThe more the merrier to motivate sales.The show will take place on your face for talkingDog these Timberland boots were made for walkingI don't make skater wrap dudeLater for that Rob your Air-Jordans, your Oakland Raiders capFace the factsYour crew ain't even streetThey get cold feet while I shit, breath and eatThe shit you claim like it will get you fameYou should never forget from whence you cameTooth-pick thick I could bench your frameI own this pitch, I'll pay rent todayYeah, yeahLetras de cancionesBirdapres y'allHe's acting uncivilizedHe comes to my house he takes of his shoesHe has great table mannersThis is way out of characterSomeone must have really pissed him offMcEnroe y'allWord up From Letras Mania