i'm all about the money, man... i think about it go insane... yeah i spend it yeah i ball yeah i stack it yeah it all. i ride around while they sitting down ya'll ain't with it but yeah i get yeah i get it but do ya'll get it... now? Cuz ya'll said it.. how??? i eat small-timers like GrubHub chow rub-a-dub two honeys in the tub now. i go down like a submarine rest of ya'll float like polystyrene. make u drown. with. sub. screams. no police sirens throw the case out. Meth heads smoke the base out cuz that used to be me... nah... the bass guitar. KB and headies to the face to far. i'm waiting now... but how long will i wait? The p/u is running late and the job is going ot of state. The moment i have to make... a rhyme ... i'm out of time. My pen starts flowing but i need cash so i get going. Ya'll need to recognize as you believe a stack of lies. me? i got a rack of ties machine of the connect so i mechanized. Mack the knife a bloody way to say you jacked a life only can only hope as i run like a jackalope. Don't expect to bathe where the young fountain hides through the desert and over the mountain sides. Militants defect but don't take the bait. i'm not here to prospect you tates but with respect i wait. i watch these rock bands tied to the clock hands while blood flow in Syria and Iraq lands. Delirious demands. Mysterious sands. i don't understand. you some fake robots you take low shots. What nobody gots in the spot well you not. Never will be as long as you are guilty. i invented this style, it's proprietor is still me. Big dabs that's a cough load. Expedition test drive off road. Now i'm at these trap shows doing big things but seen some whack flows and i'm from Silver Spring. Smash the crown on the ground and then kill your king. Buzz on my op feds built to sting. Stay up until birds lost will to sing. Hot tamale. Over a year to eat that molly. That was in Fort Collins. i woke up 38th & Holly. i dig up your network like a prairie dog and colonize nightmares coming through the scary fog. Yeah. i cut teeth on many fiber optics i'm cycloptic a cyborg. Laser iron fist but only now i'm PISSED because the drop-ship i missed just when i start to make A-list and wrote it all down before i write up any mutineers to many cheers and make your controlling ass walk the plank (because u stank)... they all say PJ that cool cat died 8x for the squad but the last time he go ain't gonna holla at God. Check the map. i fell off to put Hell on. i ain't a felon but i send my crew around world like Ferdinand Magellan.