[Verse 1: Raceway K]
The rap monster with no sponsor
My flows conquer all of New York, my flow's bonkers
South made, I'm truly a beast
And you could peep by the way I spit that shit ain't sweet (How)
Nobody near me man, they all beneath
I'm sorry mom, I'm selling dimes, man I gotta eat (I'm hungry)
As I get my feet wet now I'm dishin them eighths
And you would think it's easy how I flip em like K (Turn me up, hear the tape)
And you can't relate
To the times I was home with just rice on my plate (Damn)
As I say it's, a blessing or a lesson
And screw diamonds with the cuts, I think I got detention (Shhhh)
Not to mention that my attention goes to the boards with extensions
Presenter, rapping, as I get in my bag, honey's all on me nigga pardon my swag (As I dash)
And excuse my French
Cause I was balling all season while you still on the bench (Damn)
Raps like a battlefield, I sit in my trench
I'm not gon' lie and say I shoot but I play my defence

[Sampled Chorus: Mary Jane Girls & (Big Daddy Kane) + Intermission: "Gordo"]
I can't wait to get it on
(Check it out, y'all)
I can't wait to get it on
(You don't stop, keep on)
I can't wait to get it on
(Check it out, y'all)
I can't wait to get it on
(You don't stop, keep on)
I can't wait to get it on
(Check it out, y'all)
I can't wait to get it on
(You don't stop, keep on)
I can't wait to get it on
(Check it out, y'all)
I can't wait to get it on
(You don't stop, keep on)
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