So Many Styles Lil Rob

Giving you a selection of perfection
No need to question why I leave these other vatos with manic depression
Missdirection, leaving them guessing and leaving them stressing
And leave them sketching their next lesson, did I mention I'm not resting
Until they feel my agression, my profession is positive
Competative and negetive, leave holmes sedated like a sedative
Hypnotize, mesmerize, I got more swirls in my eyes, swirls in my eyes
You're getting sleepy, trying to stay up and it's burning your eyes
Hurting your eyes, look at all the fear in your eyes, tears in your eyes
You keep on screaming but they still ain't even hearing you
Guys begging for attention, attention
Homey I was writting rhymes back in seventh grade in detention
I have to send those fools back to the drawing board
Ten seconds of your song and I'm already bored
Making me snore, I won't be listening to that no more
You vatos make me not want to listening to rap no more
Hoping you don't have no more

[Chorus]
Rolas in progress, Lil' Rob the sick one
Got so many styles homeboy, go ahead and pick one
I've got plenty of them, I've got many of them
Pick which one you like and ride with any of them
Rolas in progress, Lil' Rob the sick one
Got so many styles homeboy, go ahead and pick one
I've got plenty of them, I've got many of them
Pick which one you like and ride with any of them