myriad of my metaphors make me a mystical mystery They can't battle me; so they'd rather embarrass me By being mad at me, they commit microphone heresy
s weaves put together This to whoever if you rhyme like a daughter of mine You sound like me so much I think my sperm's in your water supply With a war
up here, rappin and tappin, spittin and skittin and shit Naw, uh uhh, not me I'm not you, I'm not you rapper, I'm not you.... Pusha [Pusha T] I keep
that's what, Rodney told me, If you ever cross my family, you life is what you owe me [Second Verse: Crazy] Always claimin' that your money long, down to supply me, If you
em, ok you bring it to 'em Everyday, just like Mary J. Honeys at the bar sippin' Alaze Cru and Lox says "You here, remain" I know you brailin' me, baby
side So I cypher some eyes, hell yeah like bikers we ride Better yet like pilots we fly Trust me you be flyin all high like a bunch of birds and we dump
leakin' But (come on) how my tolerance is limited Got 'em smokin' like chimney, leave ya body dumpin' like Jimmeny You the enemy that envy me (hoe) it
me on the line till the effects start wearing off we supply suspicion you imply intention keep it simple i hear a signal coming over us (the air) they
't lose the taste If you regulate how the blood is pumping Through the veins from my heart into my head In time this blood supply Will change me from red to white Every thought that you
Can't you see what you do to me baby? You make me crazy, you make me act like a maniac. I'm like a lunatic, you make me sick You truly are the only one
cap on Jupiter You aint built like this, you a soft carbon copy A care bear compared to a auto-box rotty For raps like crack I supply to the blacks Drop
thugs You know how Mac play, quiet town, tie it down I supply it now, by the pound Might front you a Q if you buy a pound If you didn't try it then,
Look, you want it, but you ain't really gotta front Besides run the streets, and then you tried me once And ma, you ain't know got a triple x about cash
you came to get high! You ain't gotta ask why, we brought out own supply Put a drink in the air if you just don't care! G Town, yeah, you could push it
Me Like I Need Help,You Usually Don't See Me Because I Be Stealth, And You Should Buy My Cd Cause I Need Wealth,You Usually See Me Runnin Its Never
prisoner You'll find me, cruisin' the Ave., tool in the stash My tomb blast you in the smash, movin' the mass I'm comin' like the taxman for all their
em take Flight like Air Max Hyperdermix raps, share it and you'll both have tracks Dope man supply fire to wax, push your wigs back Hit ya like a tall
this niga Me and Ja Rule fuckin you hoe's is what these guys do Ain't the type to buy you, mommy how you, slide cock inside you supply you with ten bitches