So these instrumentals they get out on the internet, right Bobby fisher put em on the jumpdrive I then take the jumpdrive downstairs I record the record I put it on the jumpdrive I then proceed to take the jump drive back upstairs Mp3 ready The records then emailed to DJ Foot before anyone else DJ Sense will get the next email Then it's to you baby, the world Youtube, comments, blogs, boards, (I do this) Cause nothing is safe (Yeah!) Game who gone play today Guess it's gone be Trey today Reppin for VA today Ignorin what a hater say Got my own lane Guess it's safe to say I paved the way Playin like the Lakers back in '88 MJ fade away in '98 Safe to say that I am great You could say I'm hungry I could eat a lions plate I'm a carnivore, I said before It's breakfast time, I'm spittin out metaphors I guess I'm hella bored Or hella talented Who else could flip this nigga Tip shit like I done did Do two songs 'fore I hit the airport In my wifebeater, in my air shorts Dre'd head phones Trey head gone Pick a line, any rhyme, and it's dead homes Cause I kill beats, like a still beast And it's still peace, if you don't feel me Cause I'm still me, and I'm filthy Living my life until they kill me Don't believe I'm dope you must be smokin on that real D This a real G you facin, no not Mason I am just amazin, skill and grace They extra though, like episodes of Will and Grace Smokin presidental while I chill gettin face I'm so Bill Clinton, the head of my state This aint nothing new though Catch me out on Pluto I'm outta this world Where in the world are you though? Some where back there Like back back where My fans got me, they will never drop me That's exactly why I say that they can never stop me Everything I do is cold, Appalachians, Rockies Mountain Tops are cold as shit, let's just see how cold I get Cause I'm going to the top, holla when you notice it Boutta lotta, beatta lotta, however the sample go Say I gotta oh so, what I need a sample fo Got a lot of green, not enough to get a phantom though Runnin through the green like a deer or some antelope Pressure's on me, but aint nothing I can't handle though Nothing I ain't seen, game sweeter than a cantaloupe I'm like the villain man, they can be the good guys I'm Heath Ledger, my role's much better No Joker though, face like poker though Furthest you've chillies been is the pochono All the G's say, trigga it's your time again Plus the women feel him as if they were ridin him It's the T, and then it's the R, give me a E, then Y and Songz This is for free, this is no charge, do it with ease, this is not hard You're killing it right (Yeah) Treyy eyy eyy Middle fingers to hatas, he killing it right (yeah)Treyy eyy eyy From VA to Jamaica, he killing it right He tight (Yeah) he right (Eyy) he tight (Fo Sho) He killin it right He tight (Yeah) he right (Eyy) he tight (Fo Sho) He killin it right Belive dat Ooohhh. Eyy Eyy Aint nobody dope like Songz Imma let the beat go on Ride the Paper Trail on home Forever Imma keep my grind on Aint nobody on the shit that I'm on Not that I'm on (No) Either Imma go hard or go home And I aint goin home. It's the T, and then it's the R, give me a E, then Y and Songz This is for free, this is no charge, do it with ease, this is not hard You're killing it right (Yeah) Treyy eyy eyy Middle fingers to hatas, he killing it right (yeah)Treyy eyy eyy From VA to Jamaica, he killing it right He tight (Yeah) he right (Eyy) he tight (Fo Sho) He killin it right He tight (Yeah) he right (Eyy) he tight (Fo Sho) He killin it right Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com