Translate my name and you get Hip-Hop, remember
I tick-talk to twats who can't realize my tempers
Thugs have hated me from January to December
Cuz my music defines harsh reality's blender
The food melts into a hot drink, they will not blink
Because they're starving like when robot's think
I had a talk with death & told him to meet me later
But these greedy haters stole my CD player
Three years later, I start losing faith in my God
After overcoming being shy, they stole my ipod
My mother cleaned ya house, my father cooked ya food
In return, you give us the projects with crooks who rude
Scrutinize my eyes and utilize no contacts
I told ya'll before, i'm a lonewolf who bombs cats
With a wu tang mentality, Phat like calories
My nigga's a base balla, we stay batter, B
Keep the reciept and the one dollar battery
Get the picture, nigga, no, fuck that, get the whole gallery
It's ova hoe, my pain has a baking soda flow
Every mothafucking line I spit is a quotable
I put the win in winter, I put the sum in summer
You put the dumb in dumber, you put the bum in bummer
I absorb Hip-Hop elements, the ironic fable
You'll never break the legs off my periodic table
This is meant for audio, but I felt like showing the lyrics first.
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