[Intro]
A-Rod—
Blues Bell Music by the way
LaGuardia High School representing
New York U, Clive Davis 2-0-2-0
We ain't nothing new bro
Straight up, check...
[Verse 1]
This prelude is 'bout this mei nu I met up at ReMu
You know who you are
They want more then I'll make you the sequel
But before we move out to SoHo
I thought I would drop this on the low
To show 'em I still got flow
Cause they doubt I can beat 'em
Me a grammatical cannibal
Animal, who eats MCs like Hannibal
Animaniac lyricism, my shit is so Wakko
Ya'll could walk and flock to the studio
I'll be there at five on the dotto
Now, this thing supposed to be about a girl that I got
This thing supposed to be about another girl but it's not
Unless you think all of my music spiritual and it's hot
Cause honestly she's all I got, she my rock
I'm so in pocket, bullshit do not phase me
My baby, got me feeling so crazy
Enough of that, let me quit with the basics
And get you elated, girl I can make you dance
Like I'm Zapp, Roger—persuasive
Was into Bianca stronger than Blanka before I met you
I think that we played games more times than we actually met
You and me would always fight 'bout how to talk in Crayola
I'd be like, "Yellow", but you wouldn't notice
You was blue 'bout some things
So I read you some things I wrote
And told you I wanted the world green
More than I wanted gold, you remember?
That was before we fell out, we better now
A-Rod—
Blues Bell Music by the way
LaGuardia High School representing
New York U, Clive Davis 2-0-2-0
We ain't nothing new bro
Straight up, check...
[Verse 1]
This prelude is 'bout this mei nu I met up at ReMu
You know who you are
They want more then I'll make you the sequel
But before we move out to SoHo
I thought I would drop this on the low
To show 'em I still got flow
Cause they doubt I can beat 'em
Me a grammatical cannibal
Animal, who eats MCs like Hannibal
Animaniac lyricism, my shit is so Wakko
Ya'll could walk and flock to the studio
I'll be there at five on the dotto
Now, this thing supposed to be about a girl that I got
This thing supposed to be about another girl but it's not
Unless you think all of my music spiritual and it's hot
Cause honestly she's all I got, she my rock
I'm so in pocket, bullshit do not phase me
My baby, got me feeling so crazy
Enough of that, let me quit with the basics
And get you elated, girl I can make you dance
Like I'm Zapp, Roger—persuasive
Was into Bianca stronger than Blanka before I met you
I think that we played games more times than we actually met
You and me would always fight 'bout how to talk in Crayola
I'd be like, "Yellow", but you wouldn't notice
You was blue 'bout some things
So I read you some things I wrote
And told you I wanted the world green
More than I wanted gold, you remember?
That was before we fell out, we better now
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