Lyrics:
start with Mega Ran and my mega man Lars
Schaffer the Darklord, realytcracker
And beefyness of course 'cause they're all my favorite rappers
Sending
on the road
Dynamite wey go blow
Diamond on the low
I am a mega star
Call me
Doro mega superstar
You won't wonder where I am
I'll be right up in the sky
even save me I was wrong before long God paved a new way
My head a mix of greatness and ingenuity
I find a place in my heart for anyone who's true to me
crime emperor
Mega motherfuckin Montana, what?!
Sippin Cham Don with my hands on
A thousand grand got chased by Hazard Fam
My Northface and Timberlands
of war, exercise
'Mega got word back from Noreaga
The D.A. got video cassette tape of
The god with the God-U-Now, pullin' a caper
Runnin' up in
a freaky little trick puffin dodo sticks
I can live foul as dirt road hicks
I can make three plus two make six
Cut with verbal scrapes and nicks
of Caddy or the truck
Whippin', movin'
Crew going stupid
Really in the mood to pack you out
You losin'
Like a 8ball that I hit with a pool stick
Had hella
hustlin' no more
look at my life..
[Verse 2]
Life ain't fair, shorty pregnant with nowhere to live
sleepin' in a crackhouse 'cause she don't got no
Wishing for them live shows
Where everyone inside knows
This is how the mind, soul, body reconnect
Much respect to the crews who break a neck
I'm only 5'4
It's 2-0-0-4, (For sure)
And these motherfuckers still ain't got a release date for the Mo-P
Niggas got me pissed off, chest all swoll
Like
we won't need one
Once it's begun, you better recognize
Terrorism on the rise caused by government suits and ties
Because they mix truth with lies,
a minute
I don't need directions
I'm rolling with a set of exceptionals
Settling for 2nd place is not an
Option! My crew is incredible!
Stackin' heads
Nigga, you justifying, nigga, you just Straight lying, nigga, you, nigga, you The most defying
Two-faced multiplying, nigga, who Nigga, who the fuck
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
to rip
900 number, we got two pairs of it
MP3 shit, I'm not sharin' it
Classic samples and loops, we not clearin' it
The life of DJ, there's no comparin'
your bitch snap on double mega of a shotty
and a burner and I keeps the 2 ready
to hit you in your chest like Steve Young do Jerry
Rice, be nice
por en muerto
I live again, {?} nuevo
Lejo's the key, surrounded by {?} buenos
Espe sueno my dream, true desperado
Analog hermano, un punto {?} ano
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
Yuhh
Woo
Glrrt pow
A10
A10
A10
A10
A10
You know the f**cking Vibes n***a
Long Live Pop Smoke n***a
Me my n****s don't lack
Send two shots to ya back
the applause if you ain't live the anguish
You and your vision up at three am
Two hours of sleep before you clocking in
Then you right back, cuz the grind truly
the beach raise ya glasses
Swagger By the masses
Gelato or sherbet, fuck it mix em both
Throughout my other raps you witnessed the growth
Could be sliding
no
Lame ass niggas no more
Bein bullshit by bullshit niggas (for real)
Am I my brother's keeper?
Theres no need to ask, I'm the creeper
Million dollar
of danger even
Though we live in a world infinitely safer
And more predictable than
Anything our ancestors knew with their help
Our anxieties have only
was bottled
They flipped the script and had you in the mix quick
That's why I ain't trusting shit
Take it day by day it ain't about the pay
Changed my
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