G:] 9th Wonder, Warren G... It's classic
Yeah, give respect to the finger I've been that line sice grade school, a fool Since I touch down bitches they wanna now But get it, she got ass with a nose like... Pippen My pimping it ain't scared Got real estate over there and over here Dare a nigga try to take it he gone fake it til he it Shawty break em like a bracelet, that's talk, Yeah, don't you snitch if you get You already know if you do you dead And now niggas in the hood cush for your baby mama throat But suck it up deal with it, huh Ain't' no glitch in my computer, beats for the gouda Paper no food 'cause Yeah, I'm the driver and the the and the taxi I you mother fuckers get at me I dare you mother fuckers get out me,
See I grew up with the blue team before there was a Seen a lot of niggas knocked out shoes strings Rhyming on these since the 90s I'm a factor Here with this until I'm in the here after with this mike like mike when he was blacker And you, you remind me of me I was wacker I read lines and bring like an actor But I'm so hollywood that you think that I'm a rapper You think that I got in 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 you could still make loot and keep your rhymes strong Burn out the industry as hot as my Be mainstream dream meets the nightmare of The anti of everything most likely to succeed 'cause there ain't right no rules
[Kendrick Uh, my nigga we out Photo cutless and nothing known for luggage trip, you fabricate to the public we don't believe shit Believing it or not, call your bluffin' leave your ass with The juggernaut that's in your rectum, call pac and em' Sure to cause a spectrum, especially when my telepathy start to f Em' Aka fuck em', aka nothings in my way I start b b b buggin' Fuck up your function and your party my life's shortly about fortune And If the feds call me, I dress softly, toss me life, And your high tops and my possy too properly bite Everybody's watching alright, if you're not me life my big cousin a kite, Got my buzzin when shit 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