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Stay In The House A Bit, don't Come Out Of It
Bout Me? Niggas Best Not Be Announcin It
Like Ya Mouth Real Big, Neva Doubt The Kid
What I Spit Is Legit Real Niggas Vouch For It
They Say Ouch you're Sick, I Say.......Im Sick?
After What I Did Man The Swisha House Is Sick
Dike Jones Pussy Nigga That They Vouched For Picked
The Wrong Nigga To Mess With But I Caught That Trick
I Had To Show Em How I Do It
Now They Listenin To The Music And They Say That Im The Truest
But I Knew It They Was Foolish, They Was Actin Kinda Clueless
Why You Lookin At My Diamonds And Actin Like They Cubics
Talkin Like Ya Bulletproof, Niggas Actin Like They Suited
So I Dropped Mix Tape Messiah Right After That They Rooted
For The Mix Tape God, They Actin Like Im Buddhist
Got Em Praisin My Phrase, I Just Rap And They Salute It
(Attention) Now Hang It Up Like A Hanger
Send It To The M.I.A. And This'll Be Another Banger
Real Niggas don't Snitch, I Wont Be The One To Name Ya
Laws Come Around Here And I Wont Be The One To Blame Ya
(Uh Uh) I shouldn't Be An Entertainer
It Wont Be The Index, it's Gon Be Anotha Finger
That I Hold Up To The Camera, I Aint Gon Be No Complainer
If it's Drama That You Came For You Gon Be Anotha Stranger