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(Woah, Kenny)

Pamela Anderson, Pam Grier

The man's here, there's no fear

Came through with no tears

I don't cry

Matter fact, I don't lie like a bedside

I tell the truth then I tell you what it is

Or what it ain't

Please roll me up another dank, another smoke

Though I see it as the antidote to cure my daily anecdotes

I see my thoughts, it's adios

Finito, I get new jerseys like I was a guido

The ego, gotta be vetoed if you want a free-throw

The evils, stay with the scripture what your mama read you

You gotta milk the game, son, I couldn't bottle feed you

This next bar was 'bout to do some Logic shit

But now I gotta stop the shit and let me pop my shit

Drama still added on, stayin' positive

All my niggas on my side, on the opposite

Get money from a show then deposit it (uh)

Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it (yeah)

So braggadocios, spit sick shit, it's atrocious (nasty)

Risin' like the stocks (stock) broken

The Shogun, came through with no gun

One man, ichiban, fresh out of Japan, do as I command

And what I demand is some fucking peace and quiet

I told 'em, "Please go to church, and please get on a diet"

Shoebox came with the do-op

One billion and two cops can't find 2Pac

Two shots, that's two grazed in two days

What goes up must come down on Tuesday

And I don't like Pixar

Missed-star, I am the master

I came through like a (wait a minute) bastard

Nobody father my style

People say I will fall off but I've be here for a while, so nope

Are you ready for the motherfucking giant?

The tyrant, the titan, the ogre, the Lycan

The vampire taking over empires

The game was a tooth, I'm a fucking pair of pliers

We gon' do 'em Vinny style

As you can see, this nigga got many styles (furious)

Know too many niggas that got semi-rounds and cold like ice (furious)

Put thorns to your crowns, you go out like Christ, my nigga