My ego, is big as Heathrow Yup this a lethal, easy as a free throw Yes this negro, is rather lethal You about as lethal, as a mojito Be my amigo, eat my burrito You a fuckin' seagull, up in Francisco I'm up in a Regal, still in my pea coat Murder's what

We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn right With this crazy, crazy world Thank God I'm with my girl You know it ain't right if she ain't by my side Oh I could let you down When you trip, I'll take you anywhere, I take ya Uh, yeah, look Okay I know

Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard I'm Marilyn Manson don't ask for your favorite rapper (He dead) yup-yup (Amen) I know (He dead) for sure (Amen) Amen Alright, here we go, third take, real quick Ali I'm Marilyn

Now here we are (I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane but I'll be back again) Now there we go (back again) now there we go Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go YupYup, yeah yeah Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup (yup) I

Goodbye love Came to say goodbye love, goodbye It's true you sold your guitar and bought a car? It's true, I'm leaving now for Santa Fe It's true, you're with this yuppie scum? You said you'd never speak to him again Who said that you have any say in who

The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh) Swagger right check, game tight And they goin', R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (who?) And you should, be afraid, be very afraid Fuck with me?

I had to cut lil' mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like his bag gone I was gone for a minute, now it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, black on I'm self made and independent, yup we black on

Yeah o yeah Basic instinct I'm a black black dad I'm a black black dad See I was out buying Chanel bags While I was doing that you turned up your swag, you got me YupYup, call me slippin forget your hustle on, shawty I ain't trippin I been in the game since

I'm upraised a feeling I can't explain My soul aches still searching is my refrain I, I still believe A lifetime of searching Questioning existence and purpose From the setting sun To the vast expanses Death from birth in reverse

Lean wit it, rock wit it! I bounce in the club so the hos call me Rocky Posted in the cut, and I'm lookin' for a blockhead Yup in my white tee I break a bitch back And I keep a big bank Oh I think they like dat Before I leave the house I'm slizzard on