M.O.E.T. (Intro)

First off I wanna say shut the fuck up when I'm rappin hoe

Still wonder what it is that got you niggas yappin for

I'm just in my zone got me feeling like Pac after the five shots

Machiavelli they thought I died well if I did then bitch I'm back to tell it

Still dreaming on the kid but shit this ain't what I'm selling

I'm just doing this for the predicate felons

And its still fuck the law with no petroleum jelly

They tried to keep me down but on Pooh I won't let em

Damn I wish his ass was here I got so much to tell em

Man that shit cut deep, I done lost so much sleep

I swear to god I stayed up a whole week no sheep

Can't count how many times I done stayed up and cried, looking up to the sky asking big homie why

I just needed a little bit of closure

And I think I finally got it so here's my grand opening

But I'm just living life almost like I like

Still got some loose ends but fuck it ill make it tight

But I'm blessed yo in every way

And I'm living life to the fullest so I'm just a man of exquisite taste

I'm just a Man of Exquisite Taste (Taste)

I'm just a Man of Exquisite Taste (Taste)

I'm just a (I'm just a)

I'm just a (I'm just a)

I'm just an ordinary neguro

Tryna be a father not no motherfucking hero

Still got beef with both of my baby mamas

But I do this shit for them so for that I'm after commas

Make a nigga dig deeper in the marijuana

But I don't drink much so gone and keep ya bottle

I'm a sit here and take off full throttle

With my head in the clouds tell satan I said holla

And sky is the limit that's word to Big Poppa

And its mother fuck all that try and proceed to stop

Mother fuckers never loved us

Shit if they did why every cop in America tryna put a hole in us, Fuck

I done got off the topic this supposed to be the Intro

This that fun ride you ain't gotta pay admission for

Bout to show you why I got the game in a figure 4

And if you looking for me bitch you found what you looking for

I ain't got time for the ignance so you can move around like a stick of dro

I ain't make the rules that's just how a nigga play

That's why I'm eating good so I'm just a man of exquisite taste (Unh)

I'm just a man of exquisite taste (Taste)

I'm just a man of exquisite taste (Taste)

I'm just a (I'm just a)

I'm just a (I'm just a)

Yeeaaah I go so mother effing hard nigga

Shout to WolfGaang for resurrecting the god nigga

Me and Hip-hop like two peas in a pod nigga

So I suggest y'all go and get on ya job nigga (Nigga)

I'm Al Capone with the subtle but gutta rap tone

And really every verse should be valued a one hundred stacks or more

One of the greatest if not the greatest to ever do it

And if you still sleeping I'll be sure to bring the embalming fluid