[Intro: KRS One]
I'm a man! Step over here, I'll give you two in your head!
That's what I'm talking about
Now, that's where hip-hop comes from
(Da-da-da-Dave-O make me a slap)
[Verse]
Dear XXL, you know I had to vote for myself
The one that's causing all the ruckus and hell
Drop a hundred in shells
Niggas ain't got a story to tell
We made it here without a sponsor or deal
Do acknowledge i'm ill
Who can function with the fella for real?
Line him up and watch his noodles get spilled
We ain't new to this here
Independent, clearin' tickets this year
Shooter riding shotgun, hook a bitch in her ear
Yeah, I see progression when I look at the mirror
Look at your magazine and all the freshmens is queers
Cypher was dry as fuck, that ain't something you air
And the politics make it unfair
Supposed to been on that cover
Look at all the trash get on that cover
Half these niggas suck dick undercover
Dear XXL, no doubt about it, yeah, the streets will prevail
Had a dream about the shit in my cell
Tired of taking them Ls
Collect call, fundraising for bail
Came from nothing, ain't no way I can fail
They nominated me, mama
Rap niggas better not play me, mama
Brought the whole gang land with me momma
One up top in this llama
We causing problems for that mumbling shit
Autotuning, all that humming and shit
We don't fuck with that shit
Causing problems for that mumbling and shit
Auto-tuning, all that humming and shit!
Look what I brung in this shit, nigga!
I'm a man! Step over here, I'll give you two in your head!
That's what I'm talking about
Now, that's where hip-hop comes from
(Da-da-da-Dave-O make me a slap)
[Verse]
Dear XXL, you know I had to vote for myself
The one that's causing all the ruckus and hell
Drop a hundred in shells
Niggas ain't got a story to tell
We made it here without a sponsor or deal
Do acknowledge i'm ill
Who can function with the fella for real?
Line him up and watch his noodles get spilled
We ain't new to this here
Independent, clearin' tickets this year
Shooter riding shotgun, hook a bitch in her ear
Yeah, I see progression when I look at the mirror
Look at your magazine and all the freshmens is queers
Cypher was dry as fuck, that ain't something you air
And the politics make it unfair
Supposed to been on that cover
Look at all the trash get on that cover
Half these niggas suck dick undercover
Dear XXL, no doubt about it, yeah, the streets will prevail
Had a dream about the shit in my cell
Tired of taking them Ls
Collect call, fundraising for bail
Came from nothing, ain't no way I can fail
They nominated me, mama
Rap niggas better not play me, mama
Brought the whole gang land with me momma
One up top in this llama
We causing problems for that mumbling shit
Autotuning, all that humming and shit
We don't fuck with that shit
Causing problems for that mumbling and shit
Auto-tuning, all that humming and shit!
Look what I brung in this shit, nigga!
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