HALO 3 PT. 1 lyrics

yo
i got this monkey on my back
and i taught it how to shoot
itll rob yo ass in a minute
ha n*gga what it do
gradated on to ipods
never graduated school
never hung out with the football heads
im the kid that never left the stoop
timmy turner yo b*tch go poof
she convertible she drop top
i only drive her if she drop the roof
the mic is meltin in this booth
spittin like i lost a tooth
majin saber is the truth
leaving virgin pus*y pus*y loose
boy you a pus*y and you a pus*y and you know you pus*y
i was gettin pus*y in my momma pus*y
i know i had the nurses pus*y poppin
the mayor the dont own the key to my city
i f*ckin know cause mr saber got it
shouldve never wasted time in college
yo b*tch give me head till i gain some knowledge
time is money man that sh*t is honest
no future hendrix but a n*gga honest
i can tell when i n*gga fake
i can tell when a n*gga hate
i kinda laugh cause its funny
they only do it when you doing great
stake knives in my back
i know im rare but im not a stake
had pus*y rappers for diner
still lickin pus*y pus*y off my plate
im only 5 percentage of my human state
the other 95 is a majin saber
i been booth with darth vader
these rap n*ggas is my lukes
its like these n*ggas all tar heels
they dont wanna throw the them dukes
and if you beat em they shoot
the day in the life of a pus*y n*gga
i could never be a pus*y n*gga
my momma raised me better
im tryna chase bread with my home slice
and stack it up with that cheddar
shell prolly love you if you let her
im the fat man in the sweater
running under the sun for days
she love me and all my f*ckin ways
after i pray these n*ggas is prey
im spittin this uzi will lyrically spray
she give me the pinky. she give the brain
im geekin and tweakin im f*ckin insane
halo 3 on these n*ggas
incineration im spittin the flames
halo 3 on these n*ggas
incineration im spittin the flames
b*tch