[Featuring Hieroglyphics]
A Plus:
You don't have to worry any longer. . .
Yo wait a damn minute
listen to the way the man spin it
even with improper diction
I split in & gets ends
I'm lettin' suckas know
I'm fin ta buck a bro
the nigga figga he can dust a pro
fessional I test a fool
I get a tool
and beat him wit it
he didn't see me wit it
and this is what I'ma do
tie the crime to you
niggas need to find a new rhyme to do
I remember when I used to grind a few
indo sacks at my wack Sr. High School
but I told the Dean 'Bye fool.'
I graduated
he was a man I hated
and I'm glad I made it
Hie-ro
I know
you know
fools know, that my crew's so
phat, and niggas try to jack
then I know they got my back
A-Plus must bust the wack.
Casual:
I'm fed up with the wackness and this weak shit
so peep the style and learn how to freak shit
I hope, ya, learn how ta cope
by the time you peep this shit here,
I'll be three times doper
yeah, this is for the trendy G's
to ya bitches, & High School enemies
all the hoes
shoot me to the left & shit
cause my financial state was on defecit
but I,
really didn't trip
now I'm livin' phatter
and then niggas don't matter
a lot a rappers try frontin' on me
bet they aint got nuttin' on me
and aint no way that buck can harm me
I turn the mouths of MCs into molecules
niggas locked onto me like my follicles
I swallow fools with no regurgitaion
we hurt ya face, men
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