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Wake your asses up
Don't pass this up
Stop sleeping on my shit
And speaking on weak spits that wack as fuck
Dogg
Don't make me have to grab the clutch
Push this shit to the floor and mash the gasin leave your ass in the dust
See, sleepin on my shit is a notion
Leanin towards a diss, and even more towards something insultin
Not seeing that my mental in general is like a bomb explodin
N Im not jokin
Fully in control, just call me the hip hop sultan
You wanna make it all like the shit i say is nothin at all
Wait, hold that thought
Let me go get that notepad i bought
Just incase I gotta grab up a couple metaphores that'll make em pray i back off
This is cake to me, its not even close to hard
Overall, even when im spitten sober im tryin to calm the crowds beggin em to lower applause
So tell me how i get slept on
When every beat that i step on is rock hard like when they cuttin coke wit teflon
N every mcee i told to get gone from the spot they got gone
Or they came back and got ate up even worse when i switched from Meth to Raewkwon
I really don't see nothin to fear hear in this message board
Cuz soon as the threats absorbed
I'm forced to let it digest through my body and let it spread like lsd through my pores
And fuck you harder then you fucked me, and believe you'll get yours, cuz when im done you bitches gonna need a new head board
New bodyguards and atleast a few police escorts
Im not in a mood to get ignored, but go head and sleep, i hope you get bed sores
Shit you prolly sleepin on my shit cuz every ryme you read is hip hop except yours
Don't pass this up
Stop sleeping on my shit
And speaking on weak spits that wack as fuck
Dogg
Don't make me have to grab the clutch
Push this shit to the floor and mash the gasin leave your ass in the dust
See, sleepin on my shit is a notion
Leanin towards a diss, and even more towards something insultin
Not seeing that my mental in general is like a bomb explodin
N Im not jokin
Fully in control, just call me the hip hop sultan
You wanna make it all like the shit i say is nothin at all
Wait, hold that thought
Let me go get that notepad i bought
Just incase I gotta grab up a couple metaphores that'll make em pray i back off
This is cake to me, its not even close to hard
Overall, even when im spitten sober im tryin to calm the crowds beggin em to lower applause
So tell me how i get slept on
When every beat that i step on is rock hard like when they cuttin coke wit teflon
N every mcee i told to get gone from the spot they got gone
Or they came back and got ate up even worse when i switched from Meth to Raewkwon
I really don't see nothin to fear hear in this message board
Cuz soon as the threats absorbed
I'm forced to let it digest through my body and let it spread like lsd through my pores
And fuck you harder then you fucked me, and believe you'll get yours, cuz when im done you bitches gonna need a new head board
New bodyguards and atleast a few police escorts
Im not in a mood to get ignored, but go head and sleep, i hope you get bed sores
Shit you prolly sleepin on my shit cuz every ryme you read is hip hop except yours
