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  • So what you got your first deal?
    Who you signed with, *******?
    Epic?
    Def jam?
    I don't give a ******* if you're with warner bros.
    Who you signed with, *******?
    Mutha****** loud?
    Interscope, columbia, sony, 550
    ******* it if you're with dreamworks
    And if is, your in-house commercial-ass producers
    Can suck out the interior out of my *******
    Y'all still 75, that ain't no new *******t
    Fake-ass wanna-be hip-hop *******t
    Don't worry about who the ******* i hang with
    Jealous mutha*******as
    I'm tired of *******s fooling mutha*******as
    Actin like they drug dealers
    All you rappers fantasizin that jewelry and car *******t
    You can pull the speedos and suck my *******
    Tell your corny fans who believe that *******t
    Lick the back of my ass quick
    I'ma shut *******s down
    Especially mutha*******as with that gay-ass production
    New millenium homo sound
    Smack the *******t out of you for doin that wack-ass *******t you do
    50 bodyguards surround you
    Keepin men that ******* you in the ass around you
    Standin like you runnin *******t, you ain't the ****** president
    Posin with ugly ******* in your video who take aids medicine
    You don't wanna ******* with me or rock with me
    Or rhyme on any block with me
    ******* the rap museum
    I should be on the wall next to run-d.m.c.
    Between public enemy
    Some assholes jealous me
    I don't care no more about your lyrics
    The average mc is bull*******t, i don't hear it
    ******* you talkin about you rap with a good spirit
    I make rappers intimidated
    Over wack-ass beats they get motivated, some have ministrated
    Even suburban kids copy your *******t and duplicate it
    My ******* you now cherish
    By some new-ass mc about to perish
    Type of mutha*******a to eat a lotta celery
    Your cd was butter-soft - what you tellin me?
    A bunch of 'n sync type of fans hyped you up like bill bellamy
    A ******* like you would rhyme with a curfew
    *******s with real *******t will hurt you
    The girl scout club i refer you
    Bastard you
    Your man rap, new *******, he's wack, ******* you
    Stay low, i'm above you
    Erase your *******t, i don't dub you
    ******* you
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Yeah
    You been rappin for 20'000 years
    And you ain't got your ****** deal yet?
    What the *******
    Don't take your problems out on me
    And the rest of you mutha*******as
    Walkin around lookin like some old alien *******s
    Mutha*******a, i pull your face off
    'bout to show you what the ******* you look like
    Cause you keep it real
    Too real mutha****** broke
    2001
    Nobody was sayin that *******t when i was payin for them ****** hot wings
    Hope you burn your ****** lips
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Asshole
  • So what you got your first deal?
    Who you signed with, *******?
    Epic?
    Def jam?
    I don't give a ******* if you're with warner bros.
    Who you signed with, *******?
    Mutha****** loud?
    Interscope, columbia, sony, 550
    ******* it if you're with dreamworks
    And if is, your in-house commercial-ass producers
    Can suck out the interior out of my *******
    Y'all still 75, that ain't no new *******t
    Fake-ass wanna-be hip-hop *******t
    Don't worry about who the ******* i hang with
    Jealous mutha*******as
    I'm tired of *******s fooling mutha*******as
    Actin like they drug dealers
    All you rappers fantasizin that jewelry and car *******t
    You can pull the speedos and suck my *******
    Tell your corny fans who believe that *******t
    Lick the back of my ass quick
    I'ma shut *******s down
    Especially mutha*******as with that gay-ass production
    New millenium homo sound
    Smack the *******t out of you for doin that wack-ass *******t you do
    50 bodyguards surround you
    Keepin men that ******* you in the ass around you
    Standin like you runnin *******t, you ain't the ****** president
    Posin with ugly ******* in your video who take aids medicine
    You don't wanna ******* with me or rock with me
    Or rhyme on any block with me
    ******* the rap museum
    I should be on the wall next to run-d.m.c.
    Between public enemy
    Some assholes jealous me
    I don't care no more about your lyrics
    The average mc is bull*******t, i don't hear it
    ******* you talkin about you rap with a good spirit
    I make rappers intimidated
    Over wack-ass beats they get motivated, some have ministrated
    Even suburban kids copy your *******t and duplicate it
    My ******* you now cherish
    By some new-ass mc about to perish
    Type of mutha*******a to eat a lotta celery
    Your cd was butter-soft - what you tellin me?
    A bunch of 'n sync type of fans hyped you up like bill bellamy
    A ******* like you would rhyme with a curfew
    *******s with real *******t will hurt you
    The girl scout club i refer you
    Bastard you
    Your man rap, new *******, he's wack, ******* you
    Stay low, i'm above you
    Erase your *******t, i don't dub you
    ******* you
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Yeah
    You been rappin for 20'000 years
    And you ain't got your ****** deal yet?
    What the *******
    Don't take your problems out on me
    And the rest of you mutha*******as
    Walkin around lookin like some old alien *******s
    Mutha*******a, i pull your face off
    'bout to show you what the ******* you look like
    Cause you keep it real
    Too real mutha****** broke
    2001
    Nobody was sayin that *******t when i was payin for them ****** hot wings
    Hope you burn your ****** lips
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Mutha*******a
    ******* you
    Asshole