Cristal & Cereal

"I don't cry, I've been stabbed
I've been hit by chairs
But the bottom line is!" " all we ask is"
"I'm talking right now, let
Me tell you something, if
You like talking to me on this show
You let me talk when I'm on here "

Watch me like the Yacht-Master
Oi Captain, push the yacht faster
Pop the champs, hop the Dutch Master
Trapping in the all-black Fila
Cashmere and pashmina, looking like Al-Qaeda
Pulling up in the 50 grand beamer
Hit a 360, threw a stack to my housekeeper
Why hate, what do you know?, papi chulo
Pour the grape
My dime piece plate the ossobuco
I walk around with weight like a sumo
Catch me in Greece
On the beach backing shots of ouzo
Picking bones out of the steamed fish
Sitting in the V6, with the limousine tints
You man are smoking ammi
We smoking loud pack from Amsterdam and Cali
Mack daddy
Pull the piece like Mahatma Gandhi
Put you in an all-white
Cast like Downton Abbey playing the bassline
Like Just Blaze up in Baseline
Watch where you wave that
The safety on it ain't right
My homie load the clip
Let a couple bang like date night
Gut the Great White with a steak knife
Have your blood pouring out like a St ides
Put some white on a scale
Hold the title belt
All this gold around my neck
Call me Michael Phelps

"If you're a man, you never go down
You just stay up! That's why this sport
Coat cost $800, and that cost $200! And
I don't know what that cost
I'd be ashamed to wear it!"

Every time I pick up the pen, I jot a classic
Don't compare me to no rappers
We nothing alike, he don't pop his ratchet
Never emptied the stick in broad day
Stopping traffic
These other niggas just be acting
They not for action
Look, these niggas wanna be me
Wanna rap on slow loops
And say they drumming like me
Lot of these niggas wouldn't be noticed
If it wasn't for me
But it don't matter 'cause no other
Rapper does it like me (Not at all)
I'm a street nigga, that doesn't change
One phone call
I'll get you whacked for some change
Cuban weigh a brick
Ain't no snatching this chain
Even if a nigga tried he
Get clapped in his brain
He can reach if he want
I'mma squeeze the pump
Leave him slumped, his blood on my dunks
Trust me beef with me is
Something you don't even want (Talk to 'em)
Machine, bitch!

"That's why I'm wearing lizard
Shoes, a Rolex watch
And I've got a limousine sitting
Out there, a mile long, with 25 women
Just dying for me to go, 'WOO!'"

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