Lyrics:
What you bout to get into
Its yo kid, its yo son
Yo momma is 62
I knew you was with that chick that modeled, went to college
Yawl be poppin that
transferred from on
Party to the next" You got
A miserable bitch on a
Blog who writes something negative about
You, you read it, and now you're miserable
My Side
Join The Network Of My Plugs And Wires
Endlessly Procеssing your World I'll Save
If You'll Be My Slaves
Just Bow Down To Thе Killer Queen
Your
The Fear Factor got you all riled up
O'Reilly? Oh really? No rally needed, I'll tie you up
Network for child predators, setting them up
MySpace, pimps,
Listen to music, meditate, go to fitness
Ride a horse, ride a bike or motorcycle
Just take a walk, or go for a run
Start a blog or video blog, register
broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got
what you say, Fox 5 is watchin'
The Fear Factor got you all rattled up
O' Reilly, oh really? No rally needed, I'll tie you up
Network for child
broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got
broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got
broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got
Purple jeans and Monclers bitch you know its our year
They say LH the next to make it thats what the blogs said
LH tryna elevate elevator article
(Ryder Nigga) yeah
(And Ryder going crazy on this beat)
Chains so heavy man my neck hurt (Yeah)
A thousand and five connects that's how you network
worth
Talking bout' my twizzy
Cause we tapped in with the network
I just popped a fifty now I'm spinning got my head hurt
I don't want the kitty ya I told
to the money (go)
I ain't wanna go to college, went straight to the league (I went)
Start sellin' candy in school then I graduated to weed
Hung with
penetrating
You can pull up on my blog
1754 on a regular and see how we living
I got a call from the president
Told me to nurture his residents
I keep
Waking up in my college dorm
Jump put of bed put on my uniform
Same black pair of shorts and a tie dye shirt
It isn't perfect but it'll work
I want
coming right back, okay, you knew that I will
Got a sound, been around and they doubting me still
I used to be the kid in college that was busy with music
and a college degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I produced all the tracks
And I never ever ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all that achievement
Real nigga
ran all the blogs? (Me)
Motherfucker
Who the one kickin' game erryday? Not a sucker
(Me) let the Porsche get washed in the rain, pack the thing
as well as songs by Bob Geldof
As well as tips to update my wetware, as well as fucking blogs and social networks
I'm trying to think about the things I
comments all over our profiles
It was so different like day, night, and fog
Even had people subscribe to my blog
All the same, my place, her place
Both
We don’t talk a lot
Instead focused
On ya net worth...
Ya sit and post
On social networks
Till I
DM ya BM
To see how Her throat and her neccwork
I
the exit
Ran for dear life past a
Junky with a death wish
Out of step with the network socialiate nexus
And every waste of blog hype
On your guest list
Gimme
Setting up the settings
Network running on a cog
Verse so meta, reality lost
Eyeballs running through the blog
Im bobbin
I'm weaving
I'm building up my
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