G:] 9th Wonder, Warren G... classic ya'll
Yeah, give respect to the finger been pushed that line sice grade school, a fool Since I touch down bitches wanna fuck now But can't get it, she got ass with a nose like... My pimping it never scared Got real estate over there and hustle over Dare a nigga try to take it he gone fake it til he it Shawty break em like a bracelet, real talk, Yeah, don't you if you get caught You already know if you do you dead And now niggas in the hood trading cush for your baby mama But suck it up bitch deal it, huh Ain't' no glitch in my computer, bangin for the gouda Paper no food 'cause Yeah, I'm the driver and the the shooter and the I dare you fuckers get at me I dare you mother get out me, Yeah
See I grew up with the blue team there was a u-stream Seen a lot of niggas knocked out over shoes Rhyming on beats since the 90s I'm a factor Here with this career I'm in the here after Classic with this mike like when he was blacker And you, you remind me of me I was wacker I read lines and bring drama an actor But I'm so hollywood that you would think I'm a rapper You think I got in backwards? It really doesn't matter
meets the rapper, he's the former I'm the latter Spacing out these bars so you niggas can on I'm proof that you could still make loot and keep rhymes strong Burn out the as hot as my performance Be dream meets the nightmare of normalcy The of everything cool Still most likely to succeed 'cause there ain't no rules
[Kendrick Uh, my we out here cutless and nothing known for your luggage Down trip, you fabricate to the public we don't shit it or not, call your bluffin' leave your ass with knots The that's in your rectum, call pac and resurrect em' Sure to a spectrum, especially when my mental telepathy start to f Em' Aka fuck em', aka nothings in my way once I start b b b Fuck up your function and your house party my life's shortly about And If the feds call me, I dress softly, just me life, And your high tops and my came too properly bite Everybody's alright, if you're not watching me life my big cousin a kite, Got my shit buzzin when wasn't a doorbell, an insect or lightyear in Sight, amen! Now you be, a man! and pay respects and sure, yes we progress Destroy your steps, son! Son son Son son Son