that shit ain't gonna work
Singer:timbaland & magoo
didn't i tell you fo' i left here
and the shit be just tearin me up
a little chip on my shoulder
everyone know i'm a beast when it comes to these beats you can copy me but
you can sample my drum kicks & my snare
make yo beat & it compares
you can borrow my mp even hire jimmy d to engineer for you
you can get to cd to bill if you get any kinda deal still
i been makin that fire before some of you was alive check the archive
forget it if i did a beat & let it come out wit yo name on the credits
i'm proper nobody can stop a nigga pull yo gun & pop a nigga i promise
if you get a famous feature on yo song ain't nobody gone sing-a-long
before y'all suckaz count me out
before y'all suckaz count
and still can't be figured out
before you come out yo mouth
before you come out yo mouth
now let me shoot you some game
don't be tryna use my name to get you some fame
get you two or three platinum chains
big body benz on thangs ain't gone be the same
i'm tired of folks takin me for a joke
i'm bout to get my duct tape & my rope
don't be surprised if somebody get choked
i'm a problem i told you before
i just couldn't hold it no more now you know
keep on playin them games
we gone start sprayin them thangs
we ain't comin to complain somebody gone get hurt
i shouldn't have to say it again
but i will case you couldn't comprehend
you look like you need a lil' help but even when you get it
you can holla & kick up dirt
get crunk & pull off yo shirt
you can pay a hooker money put a gun to her head for the pussy but
you can take a time machine to my past kill my mom before my birth
if you know i'm finna kill ya get the f-b-i for protection
that'll make you look like me but you can't write like me
get an application for a job
good face get mase to baptize you
i don't sympathize with you
my last words is fuck you nigga