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Respect to your mama Coz it is you who's the bitch Poor little thing, here you have my rhyme and my contracts You want to be in my shoes In the so-called spotlight You know you can't sell the meat before killing the cow You ain't ready kid To a verbal war It will always be me who you gonna be compare to.

All the way to the bank Changed the whole game based on a pop album prank Hell next year for the fun of it We do it again, again and again and 3, 4, Respect to your mama Coz it is you who's the bitch Poor little thing, here you have my rhyme and my contracts You want to be in my shoes In the so-called spotlight You know you can't sell the meat before killing the cow You ain't ready kid To a verbal war It peello always be me who you gonna be compare to Chorus Rapverse3 Isam You claim that I'm a mammas ia Cuz I don't smoke or drink alcohol She claims that I'm criminal like last weeks thief at the mall Some say I don't sound like hip hop suppose to sound Ain't got no L.

Y, Dirty South type of sound That's what I'm trying say I was born and raised here Let the Source Magazine cross the sea and represent here Tell them how we felt the day Pac got shot While they were screaming paani some liquor We prayed all night in the mosque Ja them how best "pop of the year" is "rap of the year" Gytter being nominated 6 times give me "rock the year" Ask Jay-B, he'll tell ya, no stormy weather Not even the ugliest typhoon could ruin this set up I was laughing, TZZZ!!!