Umm, ok I roll up on a rapper and I smoke em' like Swisher Leave me with your bitch and I'm gonna stroke her like I'm Fisher Let her the ride wheel, I'll send you her back to you in splinters Pincher, cut her off like Sprint After that I'm running to the money like a sprinter I don't know want your honey cause she don't give me no dentures I lash out and put her ass out in the Winter I'm bias because I'm a buyer and your a renter Damn, niggas still don't get the picture I'm significant because I'm signature You better look me up and read some literature About me, Doubt me?, How D You? N B can you be see you? Can't see me, but I see you Why be you?, When I be you, I shit that you can't get, because I be too fly Swagger be too high, Daiquiri Coupe ride, Whip cream seats, Whip cream seats Got a girl named Cherry, met her on a Monday Said she got girl, named sprinkles and one day We could all hook up, have a little fun day Call a nigga up and we did it on a Sunday Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday I got the old school sittin' on them Lindsay Lohan's and you better believe it The tires so skinny, that they look they Bulimic You say that your I'll, but when I'm in the building ya'll niggas don't seem sick Bet I fucked this shit up, I mean cut this bitch up just like a Seamstress Or OJ with a knife, say guys who the best rapper a-live? They lied, they ain't nowhere near me I'm a monster, monsters don't scare me Seri-al Killer, Stere-o Murderer, Scenari-o changer Danger, Everything I spit comes from the pain I, feel nigga, that's real nigga Put this on the list, with the shit that I ripped And I kill nigga, you I'll nigga? Damn Los, you still ain't got any deal nigga? I guess these A&R's is lazy Nobody say bars is crazy Maybe they too busy applauding Jay-Z for killing the Auto-Tune I rebuild with all the gloom Maybe he'll look up and see that I'm illest artist soon I feel the hardest, I'm still the smartest, I'm still the dopest If I feel it, wrote it, I kill it, smoke it nigga, I'm focused If I ain't better than Jay, than I'm the closest How the whole world don't know who Los is? Look, I said Louis sneakers, fly jeans and a fucking nice shirt Rest In Peace to this beat, I killed it boy this light work, uh
