Playas aint so sure about me, I guess we can call them Doubtin Thomas
Im the future of muzik, you can call me MaestroDomus
Yeah I spit that fire like a dragon and Im not a rapper
Yeah I shit that fire, you can call me Supa Crapper
The Umpire of this Empire and I strike back
The supplier of them beats, you know you like that
And Im wired like a robot but I got my own brain
A machine factory but I aint on that clone game
Yall niccas so lame, dancin, snappin, autotune
But I got my own thang that none of you motherfathers do
So busy tryna be others, tryna fit in, all the same
But I got my own name, V-I-N, you know what Im sayin
You can get mad, I dont really care cause Im the winner
Yeah, you so bad, we can have beef, its whats for dinner
And Im always hungry, I hope you got some stuffing in you
Oh wait I think remember picking you off the Dollar Menu
Nucca!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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3 comments:
Okay! That's good stuff man!
AAYYEE!! On yo B.A. got damn! We aint really for yyoouu, haha! Im digin this one here B.
LMAO mixtape comin soon!! Shout out to GMoney, LBurner I see you nucca! lol
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