[Verse 1 - MeLo-X]
Was a good student, got all As
So the music that I'm producing is sort of like high grade
You can get so high that
You won't need a pilot
Everytime you listen you're gaining frequent flyer mileage
Politic on project knowledge with street scholars
In need of fatter wallets so they seek dollars
Holla, at the God, inhale, exhale
Then hail the king draped in Pharaoh's bling
Or something like it
Some will like it, others won't
But understand the flow is as smooth as a summer night is
Off the top when I write this
And the plan is to get a girl with the same eyes
As the goddess Isis
Looking for my Nefertiti in the city
Where we substituted hieroglyphics for graffiti
Don't get smacked silly, with ill battle raps
Under pressure niggas twist like sprite bottle caps
Tell Semtex to gather all his effects
Cause this here might get a few bombs from Flex
A few niggas vexed when we on the set
So a few niggas gotta get palms and necks
Cracked, snapple pop, pay attention ahk
Me and Mickey bout to make this Black apple pop
Like Snapple tops
From BK to the City of Angels
City where niggas throw up their hands in angles
To represent their tribes
And other colors, niggas love us
Kiss the mothers, raise the brothers I'll teach you something
You niggas got the game all wrong
You rapping for niggas in all y'all songs
I got songs like "Treat Her Right" unh
Ladies know when I perform, I be the right form
Any blog, website, Tumblr or forum
You're drug trafficking when you post up these poems
Love it or you don't
But yo my lyrics you will quote
You wanna see whats up, get a beat thats tough
I'll eat it up for sure
If you live than I'm liver, if you hot than I'm lava
Burning up, I'm the agua, shut you down when I rise up
Fucking ducking when I come in bucking with something rugged
Niggas can hate it, but as long as the ladies they love it
Check out the ratio at all our shows
I'm the God, I get all the...queens
Was a good student, got all As
So the music that I'm producing is sort of like high grade
You can get so high that
You won't need a pilot
Everytime you listen you're gaining frequent flyer mileage
Politic on project knowledge with street scholars
In need of fatter wallets so they seek dollars
Holla, at the God, inhale, exhale
Then hail the king draped in Pharaoh's bling
Or something like it
Some will like it, others won't
But understand the flow is as smooth as a summer night is
Off the top when I write this
And the plan is to get a girl with the same eyes
As the goddess Isis
Looking for my Nefertiti in the city
Where we substituted hieroglyphics for graffiti
Don't get smacked silly, with ill battle raps
Under pressure niggas twist like sprite bottle caps
Tell Semtex to gather all his effects
Cause this here might get a few bombs from Flex
A few niggas vexed when we on the set
So a few niggas gotta get palms and necks
Cracked, snapple pop, pay attention ahk
Me and Mickey bout to make this Black apple pop
Like Snapple tops
From BK to the City of Angels
City where niggas throw up their hands in angles
To represent their tribes
And other colors, niggas love us
Kiss the mothers, raise the brothers I'll teach you something
You niggas got the game all wrong
You rapping for niggas in all y'all songs
I got songs like "Treat Her Right" unh
Ladies know when I perform, I be the right form
Any blog, website, Tumblr or forum
You're drug trafficking when you post up these poems
Love it or you don't
But yo my lyrics you will quote
You wanna see whats up, get a beat thats tough
I'll eat it up for sure
If you live than I'm liver, if you hot than I'm lava
Burning up, I'm the agua, shut you down when I rise up
Fucking ducking when I come in bucking with something rugged
Niggas can hate it, but as long as the ladies they love it
Check out the ratio at all our shows
I'm the God, I get all the...queens
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