[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Soon as the beat drop, I'm on it
When I'm on it the rap, my main purpose is to bone it
I fuck over these tracks like I'm a porno star
A good beat is a fat ass and big titties y'all
I say wassup nah right
I say wassup on smash
Like some grapes in a wine cellar
Ain't nothing that you can tell her
Them top dawg fellas are good fellas indeed
Surrounded by palm trees
Chronic fingers palm trees
105 hi speed, doing a hundred like my name is big face
Shout out to 'tiny' cause I'm tryna escape
The crooked arms of the law
Still I shine like the sun facing a star
Might brighten up your day tomorrow
Mark of the beast on your forehead go head its god given
I'm living like Jesus of NAzareth whether Christian or Catholic
Sacrifice in my mind, body, and soul for the hip hop
Till the shit stop, I'm with Pac and Big Pop, Jay Rock
Tell 'em...
[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
My niggas, y'all can check me out
Nah right, Jay Rock, feel my style
Kendrick Lamar, Top Dawg, them niggas wild
The way they murder them tracks, they say them niggas foul
So get a whiff of this hip hop in its finest hour
I'mma sit at the top 'till my final hour
Our, goal is to get the money
The power, bad bitches sitting in my shower
Lot of niggas wanna compare me
What the people don't know, these niggas scared b
Yeah the truth hurts, that's what I am
And it hurt 'em every time when they play my jam
Damn, don't like it? my nigga, fuck you
Cause I'mma still do me, like I'm supposed to
It's Jay Rock, a.k.a The Mac
Watts city California, and we on smash
Soon as the beat drop, I'm on it
When I'm on it the rap, my main purpose is to bone it
I fuck over these tracks like I'm a porno star
A good beat is a fat ass and big titties y'all
I say wassup nah right
I say wassup on smash
Like some grapes in a wine cellar
Ain't nothing that you can tell her
Them top dawg fellas are good fellas indeed
Surrounded by palm trees
Chronic fingers palm trees
105 hi speed, doing a hundred like my name is big face
Shout out to 'tiny' cause I'm tryna escape
The crooked arms of the law
Still I shine like the sun facing a star
Might brighten up your day tomorrow
Mark of the beast on your forehead go head its god given
I'm living like Jesus of NAzareth whether Christian or Catholic
Sacrifice in my mind, body, and soul for the hip hop
Till the shit stop, I'm with Pac and Big Pop, Jay Rock
Tell 'em...
[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
My niggas, y'all can check me out
Nah right, Jay Rock, feel my style
Kendrick Lamar, Top Dawg, them niggas wild
The way they murder them tracks, they say them niggas foul
So get a whiff of this hip hop in its finest hour
I'mma sit at the top 'till my final hour
Our, goal is to get the money
The power, bad bitches sitting in my shower
Lot of niggas wanna compare me
What the people don't know, these niggas scared b
Yeah the truth hurts, that's what I am
And it hurt 'em every time when they play my jam
Damn, don't like it? my nigga, fuck you
Cause I'mma still do me, like I'm supposed to
It's Jay Rock, a.k.a The Mac
Watts city California, and we on smash
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