Yo I don't got bros, don't hang on the streets
I don't beat my hos, I only beat my meat.
Don't womanize cause you no its true
that when you look in their eyes you see their people too
Mother effin' suffrage!
You know I'm a gangsta, you know I do c**e,
but I had to go to diet, cause it burnt my throat.
I've been doin' drive-bys all of my life,
Accept the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike.
3.14 apple pi,
I whip out, clean it off, and stick it in her eye.
and by "it" I mean contact lense
3.14 apple pi,
I got rhymes and flows that make h***** cry.
George bush wont he just yell and rant
but he's a presiDON'T who ameriCAN'T
I spit gangsta hymns, cause I'm a gangsta straight,
I think of 20 inch rims when I m*********.
We're gonna be late, there's no time to waste,
'cause the girls that I date, have a particular taste.
The taste of my weiner!
3.14 apple pi why was I born white no one quite knows why,
Gansgsta sell their rocks, I've got a collection
You couldn't get a rise out of a yeast infection.
I'm a lyrical heretic, but I'll make you laugh
hit with you rhetoric, then I'll cut you in half.
Don't need to be a clown, I don't need to be nice,
How bout you sit down, and I serve you slice...
of my 3.14 apple pi my voice is so smokey it'll make you high...
Here's a confession it's all about me,
Here's my impression of a broken jet ski.
Here come the puns.
All you little thugs wanna mess me with me'
know that I've been doin' drugs since the age of 3.
I took my cereal, stabbed it open with a knife.
Snorted that s*** and I got high on Life.
A guy asked me for change, saying my mind was too dense.
I said you won't make cents if you don't make sense.
Big finale...
You know I flow and show it, you know that Bo know it,
Your lawn I'll grow it and mow it cause he's a sho' poet.
Yo my rims be spinning I winning, like Adam I be sinning.
Potato skinnnin' and knittin' and separate those linens.
And in my eyes you see flies, and though you people tries
just to disguise all your lies, but baby I be wise.
You know I did it and s*** it you brothers couldn't hit it,
Then you try to ride it, too late! I already spit it.
Apple pi
I don't beat my hos, I only beat my meat.
Don't womanize cause you no its true
that when you look in their eyes you see their people too
Mother effin' suffrage!
You know I'm a gangsta, you know I do c**e,
but I had to go to diet, cause it burnt my throat.
I've been doin' drive-bys all of my life,
Accept the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike.
3.14 apple pi,
I whip out, clean it off, and stick it in her eye.
and by "it" I mean contact lense
3.14 apple pi,
I got rhymes and flows that make h***** cry.
George bush wont he just yell and rant
but he's a presiDON'T who ameriCAN'T
I spit gangsta hymns, cause I'm a gangsta straight,
I think of 20 inch rims when I m*********.
We're gonna be late, there's no time to waste,
'cause the girls that I date, have a particular taste.
The taste of my weiner!
3.14 apple pi why was I born white no one quite knows why,
Gansgsta sell their rocks, I've got a collection
You couldn't get a rise out of a yeast infection.
I'm a lyrical heretic, but I'll make you laugh
hit with you rhetoric, then I'll cut you in half.
Don't need to be a clown, I don't need to be nice,
How bout you sit down, and I serve you slice...
of my 3.14 apple pi my voice is so smokey it'll make you high...
Here's a confession it's all about me,
Here's my impression of a broken jet ski.
Here come the puns.
All you little thugs wanna mess me with me'
know that I've been doin' drugs since the age of 3.
I took my cereal, stabbed it open with a knife.
Snorted that s*** and I got high on Life.
A guy asked me for change, saying my mind was too dense.
I said you won't make cents if you don't make sense.
Big finale...
You know I flow and show it, you know that Bo know it,
Your lawn I'll grow it and mow it cause he's a sho' poet.
Yo my rims be spinning I winning, like Adam I be sinning.
Potato skinnnin' and knittin' and separate those linens.
And in my eyes you see flies, and though you people tries
just to disguise all your lies, but baby I be wise.
You know I did it and s*** it you brothers couldn't hit it,
Then you try to ride it, too late! I already spit it.
Apple pi