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Uh, uh-huh, yeah Check it out, one, two, yeah, yo Only way I'd get on a song with you is if you were dyin' and it was Make-A-Wish Catch 'em in hell frying, I wouldn't take a piss You faker than the laugh from a news anchor is I don't care what you think of us, Droog is cantankerous This job is thankless, really might have to shank a bitch They change the words to your songs like Al Yankovich Try and augment the tone, rearrange the pitch And blow before you even get known, shit's dangerous The real thing languishes, the way it is, shit be hurtin' When nobody insertin' your disc, it's disconcertin' (goddamn) Can't let it derail ya Nowadays you gotta be successful just to be considered a failure (gems) Slingin' rap paraphernalia, might've sold you grams Blowing up like I know you's can't Ain't nobody gotta hold Droog hand Bitch we live, bred 365 like that Whole Foods brand (what?) My confidence never hinged upon opinions of another man More backhand compliments than tennis fans (where's the love?) Can't be on the stage, same time in the stands Feedback don't do shit to enhance your business plans Give a fuck about a fan Don't make me back the Uz' back blow your ass back to Uzbekistan Backhand smack a stan to Kazakhstan Letras de cancionesThey ain't seein' me, it's Y.O.D., the classic man Niggas co-headline tours to get a bigger gross Chase challah bread, the scholars, they holler Tiggalo The Carolina medicine man, come and get a dose Maestro so ice cold like he in cigaroles Life as a youngin', playin' give-and-go In the backyard, with my cousins while my uncle's drinkin' Michelob Teaching fundamentals though, manhood and boxing skills Never play instruments, they just grab a Glock and spill Movin' targets, we got lots to kill We got orders, we got pots to fill, its not revealin' Ten bars in and I gots the feelin' to burn these tracks Have 'em poppin amoxicillin, so maybe wait I radiate like Sloan Kettering Sea salt flow, I put it on everything 'Cause good is hard to find, and better is seldom seen Don't question him, cause this is my requiem for a dream Friday nights on the couch, passed out like a newsletter If these knew better, they would do better Comparing me to bullshit, asking who's better Nigga please, knock it off like a bootlegger I'm in the gym everyday with no off switch So when they size me up for crucifixion, my cross fit Ease back with all that beeswax Almonds and grapefruit, my favorite healthy weed snacks Uh I could believe that, my watch and my wrist playin' freeze tag Dumping like Ali on the speed bag, but I don't need brag Sittin' at the throne with feeders that give me feedback Niggas playin' with my culture like low-fat yogurt I know Black yoga, sun salutation, clappin' MACs over crapola Cohabitation rappers get passed over (Dump Gawd) Go at the Haitian, that's when the mask lower Let you see the raw face and that's when you half lotus Fast forward (yeah) I'm on that Mar-a-Lago diet, you gotta try it I crawled out the deprivation tank in black uptowns Y'all calling that buss down Comin' up on the heart of lands, fuck 'round Either you know what time it is or you square My confidence is who cares? Shoot the fair Your noggin, it will lose hair [?] vous coucher The obelisk was too near You had to hop off of son hypothalamus [?] Pardon my Creole, French for colonist [?] You a eager phlebotomist, I'm too rare My tragedy Khadafi blood type is plentiful where? I never seen you one time, you never drew near [?] From Letras Mania