文本歌词

I move with the elegance of an African elephant
I presented the evidence eloquent as a president
Evident it's whatever since I deserve me a championship
But before I banana clip I'mma chill so my man can rip
Little man against and with the heart of an orphan
I've got the words of a murderer and an eye for distortion
You take a slice of my portion I'll take a piece of your profit
I'll drive at illegal speeds and keep an oz in my pocket
We run the jewels in your town a quarter pound on my person
I'm known for pounding the stage I'm talkin' burning and cursing
Producer gave me a beat said it's the beat of the year
I said El P didn't do it so get the f**k out of here
You wanna hang Bring your throat I've got stool and a rope
I'm a slang pope orang' in a land with a man's flow
A new addition to the art of the old code
That's fully retarded and put a part in your bone dome
And we the villains we ain't tagged 'em as bad guys
Mercy me merciless me putting pain in their sad eyes
It's time for Skywalker talkers to meet the true Darth Vader
I hit your mom in '03 but a G ain't ate her
So baby boy you should tighten up and show some respect
Before I Melvin on you Jody put my arm on my neck
Or worse yet be the reason your girl want a divorce
Be at her crib with your kids sayin' f**k your fort
Lil' n***a
The style is radiation leaking my island
Also known as Chernobyl talk listen for the sirens
Where's the green I'm a hoarder you're the poor distorter
Sort of morbid sonning these f ckin' w***edom explorers
I'm bored enough of your bummy s**t it's numb to the core sure
You sucked a good d**k for the fame and couldn't resist getting played
I f ck like I'm headed to war I'm really not playing no games
Like godd**nit I'll kill the Carrie that mentions my name
I'm a soldier of fortune a mercenary on beat
I'm merciless I'll torture emcees tie up both of their feet
If they refuse to run the jewels we beat the bottoms of feet
I'm talkin grip pliers guys to the top of your teeth
And me a Jaime killed the competition top of the heap
Is where we staying with their corpses resting under our feet
I sent their moms a little cash and a sympathy letter
Told her she raised a bunch of f ck boys next time do better
B***h
We the old Atlanta new Atlanta future of the city
Daddy Fat Sax don't give a d**n
'Cause can't no new n***a get with me
Now it's true n***as or simply simpleminded Simple Simons
Being dumbed down by the local radio stations by design and
But I be rhyming no payola is required
My bank account obese as f ck while yours sits on a diet
N***a your lease is up you're fired quiet that's how the boss talk
Retain ownership on everything every car bought
And paid for no neighbours 'cause I'm sittin' on acres
Went to Vegas jumped a broom 'cause I wasn't trippin' on papers
Or no pre nuptial agreement for my money
If we broke up and she took half I'd still be sitting on commas
Eight figures n***a