[00:00.600]I'll flood the speakers with heat seekers
[00:05.470]And keep sneakers cleaner than nunnery ***** evening of Easter
[00:08.430]I'll leave my prints on her keister
[00:10.190]I suck the **** and release it if it will please her
[00:12.560]I'll kneel to her, best believe make a meal of her
[00:14.870]Thank you
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[00:15.810](Yes, yes, brilliant)
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[00:20.240]Told the preacher I love her, he said that God was her lover
[00:23.270]I said if he really loves her then he would love that we're lovers
[00:26.140]I walk around in a bubble, a ******* scoundrel in trouble
[00:28.970]In every town, make a rumble, the venue ground into rubble
[00:31.910]Give me a ten, and I'll double, I'll split your face like some aces
[00:34.840]I got a fragrance I'm wearing called, "I will **** on you basics."
[00:37.730]The money wants me to have it, I have a hunger for data
[00:40.520]I'm crunching numbers and crack unbreakable safes while I'm at it
[00:43.490]I'm doing more than just rapping you have to grant me that dap
[00:46.460]When you around where I'm at just know that it is not where you at
[00:49.340]I'm not on your map, I'm a mystery to you captains of industry
[00:52.420]If the 'matic is missing me automatic, it's victory
[00:55.610]Hey!
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[00:55.870]I'm the ****
[00:58.950]Looking at the money like it's mine to get
[01:01.330]I'm the **** b*tch
[01:04.650]Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
[01:07.230]I'm the ****
[01:10.470]We looking at the money like it's ours to get
[01:12.860]I'm the **** b*tch
[01:16.410]Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
[01:18.890]
[01:18.990]We the grimy and gritty, made it the Grammy committees
[01:21.640]Got told that we spit it too vicious and would never see victory
[01:24.590]And I refuse to play humble as though my **** itty bitty
[01:27.380]I got banana ****, your b*tch go ******* if she hit it
[01:30.430]Meanwhile, you're too nervous, pervis, that's why you never get service
[01:33.180]And me, I caught the preacher's wife workin' 'fore Sunday service
[01:36.270]I put my hand up her skirt and then we prayed for a purpose
[01:39.070]I baptized her in Jesus name, left her shakin' and ******in'
[01:42.310]Ooh, I shocked the Sunday school and did that **** there on purpose
[01:44.920]See, I'm a pervert with purpose that make you question your purpose
[01:47.700]Run the Jewels'll arrive at arenas, bunch of blood thirsty hyenas
[01:50.810]To get revenge on the kingdoms that killed the dreams of the dreamers
[01:53.650]Drank alcohol for the demons, sip lean with all of the schemers
[01:56.450]You see he groove with the people, move with the mind of a genius
[01:59.440]You see, he workin' the angles so he ain't never an angel
[02:02.400]They wanna get you to hang him, well give them ******* a finger
[02:05.290]
[02:05.440]I'm the ****
[02:08.740]Looking at the money like it's mine to get
[02:11.190]I'm the **** b*tch
[02:14.540]Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
[02:17.030]I'm the ****
[02:20.370]We looking at the money like it's ours to get
[02:22.860]I'm the **** b*tch
[02:26.160]Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
[02:28.650]
[02:28.800]Welcome to **************, we bruisin' any who movin'
[02:31.500]Who wanna stan' for these douches, you raise a hand and you lose it
[02:34.510]I hold the door for old ladies, run into fires and save babies
[02:37.450]I went to school in the eighties, taking the train with the crazies
[02:40.340]New York, New York is the mothership where I used to smoke dust and ****
[02:43.450]Now, I'm crop dustin' *******, suck it up and you'll love the ****
[02:46.130]No more games, I'm above the ****, butter me up for nothing
[02:49.130]I'm taking all of your ducats 'cause I can call when you're bluffing
[02:52.030]
[02:52.180]Who thought the son of Denise would be the leader of people?
[02:54.820]When he was your house at Morehouse, slangin' pounds of the reefer
[02:57.780]Sat with potential presidents and said the p should be legal as reparations
[03:02.160]For what this nation has done to my people
[03:04.240]I'm a pervert, a poet, I ain't a saint, and I know it
[03:06.990]Been a crook and cooked the books but never shorted no whores
[03:10.140]Promoters comp me the Moet, I'm the man and I know it
[03:13.040]I'm the ****, B*tch, tell me, how could I not show it?
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[03:16.190]I'm the ****
[03:19.230]Looking at the money like it's mine to get
[03:21.680]I'm the **** b*tch
[03:25.140]Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
[03:27.570]I'm the ****
[03:30.880]We looking at the money like it's ours to get
[03:33.330]I'm the **** b*tch
[03:36.730]Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
[03:39.130]I'm the ****