fuckin' Billy Ray Cyrus I'm the highest MC of all time Got my mind on the D And the D on my mind And the line gets drawn when my eyes can't see Hit me
here we go from Japan to Romeo my flow is slow and it's ya know my first time on radio Now some say I'm foul, some say I'm wild and that all might be
what! New nigga, new voice, new career, hehe, motherfucker! Whatchu know about. Nate Dogg my nigga Warren G, my nigga Jadakiss my nigga Lloyd Banks my
that girl Could you believe even my shadow's jealous My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the
behavior Later on my block rockin wit my jocks on Eating Bon Ton cheese popcorn, hummin a KISS rock song Socks long to my knees Summer breeze runnin
Fan or Foe! Fuck a nigag try to get his hands on my doe But if you really want come on Try to get a, you can feed the unpulla Tuck my hands on your throat
hit it girl, come on let me get it get it girl I love the girls from New Orleans, to ATL, to St. Louis, and the "the Windy City" girls Blow fire man,
in a Porsche and buy you lots of trainers." I met the other guys, one seemed like a cock I think it's gonna be like New Kids on The Block I cant be bothered
and dimes Half is mine So you know it's half my time In the pen or the box Wit my man on the ox We gon do it like we did it on the block Let's roll Like
I rather count a hundred thousand dollars on a sunday Watch a football game and bet it all on one play Still stuntin' baby yes I'm still flossin Latest car on
in my hair, gold still in my teeth Still, bringin the beef if you're, bringin me grief I, rat-a-tat-tat it like one-two one-two Cock my shit back and
to argue, parents just don't understand I remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little
need to argue Parents just don't understand I remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my
my block And that's when I saw this beautiful girlie girl walking I picked up my car phone to perpetrate like I was talking You should've seen this girl
braided wit 1000 beads (let's do it again) Mama sittin' on the porch 'till the lights come on (do it a) And when I woke up in the mornin' and my bike
I'll be somewhere gettin bent up in a den Sippin gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be something That your not and that's not good my friend On
s "unity" in "opportunity" Make a lil' cash, now the block is screwin me Brand new E-Class, cops pursuin me Guess they wanna see me park it Lookin at my