Текст песни Copywrite - Jeah
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[Verse One]Copy and Ok, we stay beating hoesIn broad daylight whooping the living daylights outta broads; rain sleet or snowCraziest flow, pay me a GRock so long promoters gone have to pay me to leaveI aim and I squeeze, got you favorite emcees` brains on my sleevesStarting forest fires, blazing the treesCritically acclaimed, clinically insaneAnd if you ain`t see how I spit it then I must`ve did it in the rainHow rookies want respect? Best decline in fearYou got pussy on your neck wet behind the earsLocked in at your top ten`s vitalHock phlegm like I`m auditioning for Rakim`s titleToo evil to quit, who`s more evil and sick?Coming at you like I sneezed through my dickHoller bitch lane mergingI`m like a med. school scholarshipFor free I`ll change a lame virgin to a brain surgeonNew hoes lay for two whole daysFuck chicks with Eaze, you`d think I`d have full blown A. I. D. S.Matter fact, sickest emcee to tear the mic since Eric WrightYou guest appearing? Bring fire cause I ain`t sharing lightArrogant with mics, terrorist in flightFlying where you live, this guy write paragraphs in Arabic tonightPreparing dick for dikes, you guessed itI`ll show your crew true essence on June 7th you peasants[Verse Two]Any crew you with is full of shit till the bullets hit when the oozie spitI write more lines than the late John Belushi sniffedScrew who you get, try your luckBut I`m not in the mile high club so I don`t give a flying fuckPuffing herb in this three inch DutchLaying it down for the streets like construction workers with cement trucksHaters scanning on radars planning to raid our land andEvade all hands with the A. R. cannon`ll spray, I`m scammingLike, fuck you think you doing to me?Ruining me? Junior you were humoring meCrying how I repeat too many lines in rhymesThat only means that you peep too many rhymes of mineAnd the lines are mine so eat a dick; I ain`t at your nine to fiveTelling you how to super size the friesSo here`s three words, eat shit and dieKeep spitting lies, I`ma keep getting highDoing shows, screwing hoes on their backShoot a load like I squeezed rounds at the LaundromatObnoxious hot shit even during sound check we rock shitY`all couldn`t open up for us if y`all were locksmithsAnd I dare y`all say battling`s deadThat`s what the last cat that I massacred saidSo I keep a glock close, quick to pull it when a cop`s closeThat`s foolish, that`s like wasting bullets on a cockroach