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You don't see me in the hood It's 'cause I'm doing this man Niggas, I'm still grinding (Yeah) I'm still hearing those sirens I'm still getting chased by those lights Only the light's mine and my mic's on And my time is none because I'm writing more And I ain't here to meet a soul in this business I'm here to eat, speak until these hoes feel this (For sure) And I can't let y'all derail me man I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie 'Cause Obie be back (Ain't goin' nowhere man) We got them craps going on and that yak going on Soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin' It's whateva, put that on the chedda man But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Lovine time Chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out This is it my nigga, this what we boast about Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin' mouth And show me love bitch I just wanna love you for the rest of my life (I don't love you bitch) I wanna hold you in the morning (Ha) Hold you through the night (Ha ha ha) I just wanna love you for the rest of my life (We wanna love alcohol, we wanna love guns) I wanna hold you in the morning (We wanna love money) Hold you through the night (Ha, we don't wanna love bitches though) There's a certain mystique when I speak That you notice that's sorta unique 'Cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep And I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat You can't sit still, it's like tryin' to smoke crack And go to sleep, I'm strapped Just knowing any minute I could snap I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped I bully these rappers so bad lyrically It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry It ain't even money, you can't pay me enough For you to play me, it's cockamamie You just ain't Zane enough to rock with Shady My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clocks cuckoo I got screws loose, yeah, the whole 'Kit and Kaboodle' I'm just brutal, it's no rumor, I'm numero-uno, assume it There's no humor in it no more, you know I'm rollin' with a swollen bowling ball in my bag You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass You better love me bitch I just wanna love you for the rest of my life I wanna hold you in the morning Hold you through the night (And all the bitches say) I just wanna love you for the rest of my life I wanna hold you in the morning Hold you through the night My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name If it ain't about the flow It's about the stones and the chain If I was you, I'd love me too I roll like a bus, 9-11 pulse same color as cranberry sauce I ain't gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit Then we find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch Niggas eatin' popcorn, right, rewinding the tape Now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin' rape I'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoes I thought Lil' Kim was hot then she start fucking with her nose (Goddamn) Used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet Then the bitch put out a CD that didn't have no beats (Uh, huh) That boy D'Angelo he determined not to fail That nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell My back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes And Big Ben taught Charlie B'more to deep throat I just wanna love you for the rest of my life I wanna hold you in the morning (I love the burners, the monies, the bunnies) Hold you through the night (I just wanna hold you) I just wanna love you for the rest of my life I wanna hold you in the morning (I just wanna love you) Hold you through the night (Yeah)