Psycho female blowin up the phone line
You need to tighten that screw
It's been loose for a long time
I've been slammed with some bad luck
Soon I'm gonna bring you doom
With the buck, buck and now you duck duck goose
I'm lettin' loose with the thirty odd freestyle
Labeled hostile by my profile
Must be all the madness
You and all your tactics
Jonesin for my cash
Got to make them pockets super phat
Hey I'm a humble man
Kicking out the jams like a tramp
I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business
What's with all the business
I get paid to take the microphone and slay the stage
Stay away from all the bros in my band
And all the fans and all my friends is
When the cash is coming in
Or I'll be slammin them balls to the wall
With the ink on my flesh
And the yes, yes y'all
No 9 to 5
I'll still survive
I keep my engine on that amp
Like a Chattanooga champ
That's all we need
Another bad seed planted on this earth motivated by greed

You wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
Boy you wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
You're bad luck
You're so...stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again
Stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck
In your head you don't even know

All I wanted was a Pepsi
Just one Pepsi
Far from suicidal
Still I get them tendencies
Bringing back them memories
That I really miss
When I reminisce
Rocking back in the 80's
Live my attitude to do or die
Once I was a maggot
Now I'm just super fly
Bound for the boundaries
No limits G
Phat ass rhythms
Driven by my destiny
Your style's in my pocket
Proclaimed to regain that essence
Pressin cause I'm hostile
Labeled by my profile in deed
I am I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed

You wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
Boy you wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
You're bad luck
You're so...stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again
Stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck
In your head you don't even know

Aw yeah
Ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch
Diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep
For that green
All I know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head
I got a little problem
Just one question, beyatch
Why, why you wanna be like that
Why, why you gotta be like that
You wanna be like that
Why, why you wanna be like that - 2x
Why, why you gotta be like that
Why, why you wanna be like that
Why the fuck you wanna be like that
Why, why you gotta be like that
Why the fuck you wanna be like that
Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be why, why, why
You wanna be like that
Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business
You fucking whore
Stuck on yourself you are

You take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
Stuck on yourself
You whore you take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
You're bad luck
You're so...stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again
Stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck
In your head you don't even know
Live on tape beyatch
Don't fuck with us

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