Monday, October 20, 2008

Get Over It


I'm gonna start this off how I wouldn't usually...

you know, I am my favorite rapper.
I even make Drake's shit smoother... no disrespect.


Uh huh, nigga I stand out
Walking through my stomping grounds like I demand clout
Cutting to paste, it seems all my endeavors remember my face
Only because those women tend to be wanting a hand out
But... when fingers rub I start to fit in the crowd
And when the drink prices go up, I tend to stay in the house
Because no bitch is worth five dollar jack & coke shots in cold weather
When in winter I don't get bitter, only betterrrrrrr


Holy shit, I really should take my ass to bed.

The beginning of the verse is better than Drake's though. Say different.

HAH! Niggas, get over it.

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