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[Intro Sample & Wiki]
[Verse 1]
Young Caesar, the crowd-pleaser, the town leader in a round theater
When the town need it most you assassinate my character with all the shit that you say
Et tu, Brute?
Stabbed in the back, touche, threw your shade
But they wrote plays about me, named me after the fade
You toupee, you e-willy, we do say
You must be silly thinking he do yay
They knew the name
They knew he could spit him some game
Let him refrain, but sippin' Rem' on a train
Got a limp need to get him a cane, you couldn't sit
Shit let alone live in this lane
Young Hovito he a sensei
I'm Tito Puente mixed with Big Daddy Kane
Do it for the couple cents made getting my rent paid
And mi gente that's how we living these days
[Chorus]
Notes, quotes, everything I wrote
The whole scope, the pope, ordinary folk
Could be dead on the dope, head on the boat
Eggs getting scrambled, eggs getting poached
Either way you gonna feel the smoke, stupid
(Wiki got it coming this year)
Notes, quotes, everything I wrote
The whole scope, the pope, ordinary folk
Could be dead on the dope, head on the boat
Eggs getting scrambled, eggs getting poached
Either way you gonna feel the smoke, stupid
(Wiki got it coming this year)
[Verse 1]
Young Caesar, the crowd-pleaser, the town leader in a round theater
When the town need it most you assassinate my character with all the shit that you say
Et tu, Brute?
Stabbed in the back, touche, threw your shade
But they wrote plays about me, named me after the fade
You toupee, you e-willy, we do say
You must be silly thinking he do yay
They knew the name
They knew he could spit him some game
Let him refrain, but sippin' Rem' on a train
Got a limp need to get him a cane, you couldn't sit
Shit let alone live in this lane
Young Hovito he a sensei
I'm Tito Puente mixed with Big Daddy Kane
Do it for the couple cents made getting my rent paid
And mi gente that's how we living these days
[Chorus]
Notes, quotes, everything I wrote
The whole scope, the pope, ordinary folk
Could be dead on the dope, head on the boat
Eggs getting scrambled, eggs getting poached
Either way you gonna feel the smoke, stupid
(Wiki got it coming this year)
Notes, quotes, everything I wrote
The whole scope, the pope, ordinary folk
Could be dead on the dope, head on the boat
Eggs getting scrambled, eggs getting poached
Either way you gonna feel the smoke, stupid
(Wiki got it coming this year)
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