If fact I remember you
You rap too? Oh thats right
Yeah you used to come to my shows
Whenever I was in your city
I guess I should apologize for giving you the credit
Of being more intelligent than you looked
I guess its a good thing that God loves ugly
Yo, remember when you asked me for some advice?
Come one, its easy, all you gotta do
Is nod to the beat, talk about whats wrong with you
I did it, a couple others did too
And you can follow in these footprints if shoes fit you
From all regions now, theyre trying to steal the style
Look they bit me, and Im tryin to hide my smile
Cause I tell you, aint much as flattering
As a grasshopper tryin to smash a teacher with a battle ram
I aint made, always been a fan of flashbacks
Go ahead, wear your heart on your backpack
But dont forget my name when you start to talk shit
Up in the atmosphere with God in the cockpit
Self-deprecate my way to a better fate
Meditate through the hate, let em speculate
Elevate the heat, burn em up like hot cakes
Cops came late, tried to fix it all with scotch tape
Pain, the brand new escape, from the brain
And strange days that came with the mistakes
Mis-tastes a little bit to dangerous
I see where they hittin makes me wonder what they aimin with
See if I can get your girlfriend to sing it for us
She like it, it helps her understand you
And you like it, it helps you understand too
And I should walk away, its getting hard to keep control
When Im checking all these stalkers, and my records arent even gold
Breathe in slow, conserve the temper
Show these mother fckers what this microphone is meant for
It proves that you have a strong lack of better words
But sometimes nothing can replace a cut
Just turn up the bass and come face the front
They aint trying to listen if youve got a lot to say
And some nothing, still catch a lot of pay
Man, I wanna play, but Im not gonna walk my way
Back to Coney Island just to catch a couple props today
I nominate myself as the governor
Faced in front of the judge, like I wasnt fckin her
Yes maam, no maam, get with the program
Already had you bent over the desk singin slow jams
Peace to the Molemen, Murs, Sage Francis
Anyone else done the work, can take chances
First and the last months rent takes precedent
Other than that, god bless the Fifth Element
Dont give a fck what yall think of Slug
Take your fangs out if you aint drinkin blood
And blame it on that life you dont live
But shit talking says more about you than we kid
Outro
And now we gotta a little secret dont we repeated in background as well
And every time I see you man, Im gonna remember
You are not who you wish you were
You are not what you wish you were right?
Do me a favor man, you hate me?
Just walk past me man, dont even acknowledge me
Just pretend I dont exist man, dont even look at me man
Ba-bam ba-bam-BAM repeated
altered lyrics from song BAM
We land on your plate like a housefly
Just another face from the southside
The fall guy, all eyes on the tall small fry
While I try not to make your doll cry
What you call fly? What you call fresh
Multi-bulls-eye-sex-and-checks-and-death
I guess Im best left for dead in a breath
That was never impressed by whats possessed
Girlfriend I need your help
Cause the head on my shoulders wont fck itself
And when youre ready come around uptown
Up Up girl let your strap down, put your strap down