I can see right through you like you bathin in windex
Ain't going to feed you, gonna let you starve
You a mom-and-pop, I'm a corporation
I'm a press conference...you're a conversation
Last man on Earth still couldn't get this
got you all fired up with your Napolaen complex
All up on my George Foreman!
Lying that you're sexin' me
You're dillusional, you're dillusional
"Will the real MC please step to the Mic"
All up in the blog
Sayin' we met at the bar
I don't even know who you are
You in LA, I'm up at Jermaine's
I'm up in the A
It must be the weed, it must be the E
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