dont want it

ya ok what goes 'round come back 'round

i ain't worry about y'all career

nah y'all career in the background

and i'm front and center

all of my competition is summed up in one contender

i look him in the mirror every time that i go out

count money by the lab in the grow house

put my name on the show and it's sold out

i'm cuttin' y'all suckin'

die slow

spend somethin'

i go in huntin' on the highway

and i'm sittin' side ways

i ain't no compadre

mother fucka' i sell pills in the lobby

lookin' like i want some problems

y'all do credit card and business scams

i done sold like a million grams

i'm coolin' like the ceilin' fans

check the status and i'm still the man

who the greatest?

sometime it get misconstrued into who the latest

or who the radio gone play more

or who got the budget that will pay more

or who name flash on the t.v. screen

y'all hoes get lost in the hype

i will stray straight from the mainstream bullshit

cool shit dog but it's so your type

mother fuckers don't want it

somethin' gotta give

i outdo all these rappers still it don't amount to shit

they takin' shots at me must have a gun without a clip

cause i ain't seen no damage done

and i'm just oh so 'bout this shit

now they don't want it

they don't want

i come through with semi-autos

kill all my opponents

they don't want it

they don't want it

show up in my jason mask

and kill all of my opponents

they don't want it