Ay-K
04-25-2005, 04:01 PM
And if you want me now I'm at the top to be seen, top of the scene/
And if you want some now you gota talk to be seen/
Smoking top of the line green/
Doing top of the line things/
While you like a white girl saying "talk to the hand please"/
Cause I'm on a new level of this new level getting baked with packed Gs/
While you still on the basement level playing scraps with the crack fenes/
Call me a Ritz Cracker because I'm getting covered in cheese/
Im like mold, I stick to bread and im covered in green/
But don't try to touch me, im poisonous, I decay eardrums when my punchlines are heard/
I'll spit an infinit line of bars without using a verb/
I'm like a hacking nerd cracking passwords making new viruses hazard inflicting pornography worms in the CPU so its clustered/
So the next time your on the computer with your kid its awkward/
Because you got naked bitches postured on your monitor backwards, uncensored/
I cant be trusted like a drug dealer thats wired/
But if my real identity is found im either fired or murdered/
So I'd rather be transfered to my own world where my own girls no better then to not talk back or else get slapped, whiplashed, in the back fast/
Or its your ass like Micheal Jacksons black past/
My own world where no bitch ass is claimin to be top cats/
Because everytime you come out with something new, my old shit is where you bought that/
So I got that, and next time you gona get shot back/
So if you wana come back better make sure you got a comeback/
And if you want some now you gota talk to be seen/
Smoking top of the line green/
Doing top of the line things/
While you like a white girl saying "talk to the hand please"/
Cause I'm on a new level of this new level getting baked with packed Gs/
While you still on the basement level playing scraps with the crack fenes/
Call me a Ritz Cracker because I'm getting covered in cheese/
Im like mold, I stick to bread and im covered in green/
But don't try to touch me, im poisonous, I decay eardrums when my punchlines are heard/
I'll spit an infinit line of bars without using a verb/
I'm like a hacking nerd cracking passwords making new viruses hazard inflicting pornography worms in the CPU so its clustered/
So the next time your on the computer with your kid its awkward/
Because you got naked bitches postured on your monitor backwards, uncensored/
I cant be trusted like a drug dealer thats wired/
But if my real identity is found im either fired or murdered/
So I'd rather be transfered to my own world where my own girls no better then to not talk back or else get slapped, whiplashed, in the back fast/
Or its your ass like Micheal Jacksons black past/
My own world where no bitch ass is claimin to be top cats/
Because everytime you come out with something new, my old shit is where you bought that/
So I got that, and next time you gona get shot back/
So if you wana come back better make sure you got a comeback/