If you don′t know, you're about 20 minutes through this LP
And so far, I′ve re-written 20 minutes of this LP, all of it
And I'm sick of it because I keep on having to ask myself-
Tell me now tell me now
Tell me now what you really want
How you boutta make it? You ain't makin′ none at all
Middle finger in the air ′cause you need me
And I can't relate ′cause you was knee deep
I fixed your problem, went and solved it, saved you little time
Give a fuck about a doubled style
Under nose, under bagged eyes
Call me under-recognized
Go on, get a hand cut if you too touchy
Bank on a cat that do not speak pussy
Laugh in the back, boy not boutta see sunshine
I'ma do you like ′plagiar' punchlines
I eat, I sleep, I breathe, we both the same
Don′t be no. 12, no God, no cop would say
