a few of 'em made some major sense
especially if you ain't made a cent
i learned the game and been getting publishing ever since
people that ain't made a dollar will say they ain't convinced
when you ride to 7-11 on some handle bars
you can't vision how catchy hooks could take a man to mars
the problem is that y'all only just wanna hang with stars
heard lauryn sing and i wanted to take the world from nas
i salute but i still demand applause
i've given infinite gifts
i still feel like santa clause
males acting like girls i call it menopause
this the type of verse that i bet you that type of man would pause
i can't stop and give these haters what they ask for
99 thousand or more inside a cash drawer
i'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard
looking for a south of france shore to make a dash for
feeling like damon dash been moving that acappella
when times is bleak i hit the freeway like it's roc-a-fella
get a clue that you could stop me never
you'd have a better chance of trying to stop a hot propeller
on a jet while smoking a cigarette
with gasoline on ya hands
get verses then you are blessed i do it for what it's worth and i'll never do it for less
i know the album is more than late
looked quantity in the face and told it you're gonna wait
send a salute to the people who push the culture straight
and those who culture hate i just hope you don't get to procreate
met with some rappers that industry people over rate
met with the devil but said i wouldn't negotiate
and if cham made millions i'm feelin' like i can sure relate
killa - see mr. koopa got 'em quite jealous
people that hang with mr. koopa turn to sky dwellers
i'm from a city where the skinny turn to pie sellers
and if any say they making millis then they lie tellers
the struggle will never cease
your struggle look like a puddle
my struggle look like a - sheesh
i'm visualizing it clear like i'm mr. michael artis
it's either jackson or jordan i feel like michael on beats
instead i turn't to a beast
the clarity of my raps you'd think i created speech
saw me dirty my cleats all over these houston streets
the hundreds stay in my reach
the money stay on a leash
i know you hear them dogs barkin'
that hype beasting is in houston what we call boppin'
i make i'm pay for all my words like it's a blog auction
and go daddy what she tells me when we blog shopping
i'm the type that'd make it and give it a fee
and you the type that make it they wouldn't take it for free
they look at you and they like tell me what's in it for me" and wouldn't take ya disc if you put it under their christmas tree