@KobeTakeiteazy

Yo, excuse you for not knowing, we always been spot blowin You kick rhymes, but you're not flowing You think you shine, you're not glowing Where we're headed you're NOT going Tell your girl she needs to stop hoein Heard she got caught showing, her naked ass for no cash Loves to blow dick, word to Rick, she's low-class But getting back to you, you ain't macking dude With ya cellophane game, you can catch a smack too With ya fake eye smug, you ain't a thug, fuck ya attitude Best show the Guru and his Fam some gratitude You mad at me, I'm mad at you You hate on me, I laugh at you I'm warning dog, on it, tell my homeboys to clap at you Niggas tried to murder me for a wristwatch Rap shit ain't no comedy, word to Chris Rock Niggas'll stair like queers for years Cause when I spit tight, you get rocked Word to Jimi Hendrix, it's weed scented