Mans be suckin in more vapors than rolled up in my paper
Aint about them haters, c-teezy thinks he's a player
Manz is waste of time and a waste of rhyme, so ima write about something else while I'm tryina reach my prime
It's a damn crime when i hear the slime they be spittin
Tryina move me with your lyrics, when your brain is the only thing shiftin
Now you know what they say, dont hate the player hate the game
But in this case the player and the game are one in the same
See i used to train alot
but now i've surpassed that train of thought
Now rhyme comes naturally
and the bars I drop are always hot
Flow about 13 bars so far, and all of em be fire
AND STILL mandem hatin, I just write to inspire
Probably hatin cuz i got a different and more attractive form of attire
And after a long day of puttin up with you, I'm the object of your girls desire
But don't worry, i aint the man to sleaze on a next mans girl
But if she say she single and she fit, I'll take her to my world
Introduce her to the big worm
But I aint braggin or nothin
Aint my fault I'm well endowed
I'm proud of my skills and you just got a little something
I'm crushin and demolishin all skeezy's and custies in my path
SO GET THE HELL OUTTA MY WAY OR IT'LL BE A BLOOD BATH!!
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