I see you wanted me to set ya mind free/
But you never could be anything compared to me/
You call me a tramp, on the side of the pave/
But its 400 years oppression that made you that way/
Nigga you'sa joke and all you do is fuckin choke/
When you step to the mic you fizz up like a coke/
Now don't go actin silly comparin me to milli vanilli/
Cos I got people who'll kill you from bagdhad to philli/
Vanilla ice is ya role model, I ain't got no throne to fill/
It's weak ass coments like that, that make me prone to kill/
My name is the GUYVER 4MK's where I'm from/
I'll come back next week and I bet your ass'll be gone/
I'd rather eat shit than dick, but you bin chokin on mine/
Release ya grip got the white round ya lips, an all u get is a dime/
This is prime time but this ain't for the tv/
Fuck the media and paparazzi all I need is me/
I ain't no hanyman and I don't need any tools/
But i know that I'm more blessed compared to you with regards jewels/
I'd go to throw a punch and maybe try to connect/
But you can't hit back with arms like a tyrannosaurus rex/
I'll break you like a twig and then bombard you with stones/
But you said words would never hurt but that ain't what it said on ur tombstone/
I'll try to refrain an leave you to collapse from the pain/
I could hit you again and just waste you from the game/
Leave you in shame, with you head so far down, it should be in a drain/
You believe that you're stout but in reality you pout/
I lay this shit out so you don't have to keep on believin/
I'm the master of this, and this game you should be leavin/

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-=This ain't a game!=-
-=It's a way of life!=-