sh*t, this is love?
Man, if this is love right here
I sure wouldn't wanna see hate
f*ck that
[Verse 1]
Man, you jealous-ass n*ggas just make me laugh
Nah, f*ck that; all of y'all just make me yawn
Goin' on and on about my rap style
But it's gonna take a little while for this black child to back down
I'm giving you all my balls and my ass to kiss
Y'all really got some audacity
Half of these n*ggas talk sh*t like an ass with lips
The other half don't even know the half, so take a class b*tch
Lesson one: I love it when you diss me
I've been gone so long, you must've missed me
Lesson number two: you gotta find something better to do
Go rob a bank, bust a n*gga's head, sell drugs dude
Whatever ignorant n*ggas do, you need to do it
Talk about me 'til your face turns blue, I give two sh*ts
Oh, just because I sample soul music
I'm a biter? Nah muh'f*cka, I ain't new to this
I wish I knew this many people would've been on my di*k, though
It's making me sick, they're talking slick
Yo you never thought I'd bust back
Why you got a grudge that you ain't budgin' from
n*gga where's the love at?
[Chorus]
These cats down south
Don't know what they're talking about
When they start runnin' their mouth
It makes me wanna shout
I'm trying to count
A hundred mil' and be out
No doubt
Where's the love n*gga
[Bridge: Danny! talking]
Yo man, stop the beat 'Quest
'Fore these haters start mumblin' again
Start poppin' all that sh*t
"Oh he's tryin' to be the next Kanye West"
Sit your monkey-ass down
I've been doing this sh*t for like, how long now?
These cats are really pushing my buttons right now
Man, nobody wanna see me get angry
I swear, y'all don't wanna see me get angry
Y'all need to be gone from my sight, man
For real, you need to f*ckin' fly away from me right now
sh*t, let me rock, man let me do my thing
f*ck outta here
[Verse 2]
Maaaan, y'all remind me of some gossipin' girls
All that chit-chit-chatterin' behind my back
Wanna nit-pick at him like my rhymes is wack
And get a stiff di*k everytime I write a track
Never mind the fact that my beats made your mother do a backflip
Why the hell these haters had to diss me on that tip?
Talkin' this sh*t and that sh*t
Lookin' for a fat lip? Well, catch
Oh, now I'm gay 'cause I don't talk to b*tches
All the tricks they got up their sleeve is just ridiculous
Can I get a witness? (amen)
Steady schemin' tryin' to break my heart
Or take me apart; n*gga I ain't gay, I'm SMART
What, I'm gay 'cause I don't wear baggy jeans, n*gga?
You don't know what a faggot means, n*gga
Take a look in the mirror
I'll bet your homo-vision get real clearer
I'm just laughin' at you
Ran up in the tabernacle
n*ggas looking at me fruity like a bag of apples with a dash of Snapple
But oh no, n*ggas callin' ME gay
Just because I don't speak, n*gga f*ck what he say
Or she say or them say, if I don't speak it means
I don't like you, get some hair on your chest n*gga
Arrogant, yes...homosexual, no
As if I really had to say the sh*t, but I'm just lettin' you know