My All (Dirty) E-Dot (Ft. Breez Evahflowin' & ILL BILL)

[Intro: E-Dot]
A little bit of blood, sweat, and tears. (OK!). A lot of love. And a whole lot of time, yo. Yo. Uh huh, uh huh. Y-yo

[Verse 1: E-Dot]
Yo, this is a lifetime’s journey
This rap shit is bad pussy, just aching to burn me
Fire future retained and I cop an attorney
And all he does is read contracts. “Listen, crackhead
Pick up the phone, get in touch with a contact”
Get a nigga on because my jam Beyond@t
Yeah, yeah. I rhyme, let nigga produce the tracks
Nourished by pizza slices, cheap ghetto snacks
Nigga, “Thirsty” written with hard-as-metal raps
My EP. Well, them critics gon’ say I slack
But them same muhfuckas got niggas fiending like crack
For good shit—I’m giving ‘em that
I’m that dope emcee, steady just giving ‘em dap
With a tongue. I’m fucking up these tracks, dog. Nigga well-
Hung. Got a lot of love, so get this real nigga
Some. Furnished by these chronic asthma lungs
I’ve been jeered, booed, pissed
Heard ‘em talking about me—motherfuckers are pissed
Receive my records staying up in the mix
When I’m chilling in the cut, like, “Shit
What kind of fuckboy is this?”