Czech it...
Now God's gonna take the spotlight, so just get off of the set, herb
I'm known to leave mouths hung open... in da shape of ur W record
Same story, u belong in purgatory, ya can't move forward from hell
Shit, when we're measurin' around the waist's the only time you XL
(for dumb fucks, excell means move forward, get better. XL/excell)
Thought u had a chance of gettin' big in the league? schema please
You couldn't slick your way to this win with a tub full of axle grease
I mean, you're just spittin' out shit, you might as well cut the bull
See, you may be married to the rap game, but she got a prenuptial
Hell, you're like a lil device for my win, my Net rap's rippin' your shit
Mobolizing towards me, Tool? Shit, closest you'll be is my SideKick
How could this turkey take it? Now the bird'll get stung by the bee
Cuz I joined your site to radio dope heads, but I guess I'll only CD's
(dumb fucks again... radio=raid yo... CD's = see these)
Peace

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Lyrics
One Man Crew
Most of 'em hate me, and it's a rare one who loves me
Niggas fillin' up with rage but they ain't gettin' above me
And after all the battles, the wins are no longer surprising
Pushin' bar after bar, takin' over the game, revolutionizing
Never thought of takin' help from others, see, I'm too proud
And every battle raises the volume of a voice speaking aloud