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Look at ya
Look at ya
Look at ya
Look at ya

Look at ya
Look at ya
Oh, hold on
Greg, tell me when

Man, we made this
They sayin' my rhymes too simplistic
Man, we made this
They sayin' my rhymes too simplistic

So I switched it
40 cadences, they miss it
Latest hit list, looks like piglets
Searchin' for witness

Ain't seen shit like donuts in fitness
A great mix, vanilla chocolate
Twists, poppin', flows, I need a fix
You climbin' cholesterol, layin' vegetables

My medical beats, a rhythm of decibels
Murder a rhyme scheme, my crime scene seem investible
Syllables hang like wet testicles
The dub out, extraterrestrial

ET, my fingers glow easy
Two fingers for peace, so you can see me
Geatz master a beat, he feeds me
Blood to a leach, I'm greedy

I need a mic, does he need me
I lay it down like your girl, it's easy
When your wife go to sleep, she see me
He call me Freddy, she call me Dreamy

Everything teeny, except for my weenie
Off my Toyota, no Lamborghini
Pressed between me, like a panini
Rub me for a wish, like I'm a genie

Give you a gift, my CD
Go Beastie Boys when I make some noise
Pull up in my rust bucket, had to tuck it
My waistband hold a mini man

Seven bitches in my minivan
A happy meal, that's a quick plan
Toss the key, keep the wheels, I'm a kickstand
Man trex, quit playin

I don't even know what I'm sayin
I'm layin' randomness
I'm a mister, but call me a miss
No misses if she playin' me quick

I'm a ditch, I know what I get
Owe me like credit, I'ma still wed it
My cards all debit, online when I web it
Reviews when I reddit, I'm a goat like Messi

Moved to Miami, she tried to wind me
But folded like origami, no pistol but nine me
All verses I body, I aim godly
My crew motley, poppin' ollies like Rodney

Float a butterfly sting like Ali
Am I dope? most def, that's kweli
I'm quality in quantity, archeology they found in me
They discover me, a discovery, alien my biology

New degree of astrology, my psychology I'm Foreman
You dormant, my flow formin
Transformin', my cadence explorin
Every morning, mind free recording

You still snoring? This is your warning
A cold front storming
We performin' when you ain't supportin
We scorin' every time we sportin

My skills horned in, eyes up, I'm soarin
Poetry restoring, verbally absorbing
My silent night put you in mourning
Man we made this

They sayin' my rhyme's too simplistic
Man we made this
They sayin' my rhyme's too simplistic
So I switched it