I'm trying to catch the beat I'm trying to catch the beat Now throw your mother***ing hands All the girls pass the weed to your mother***ing man Now I ain't never tell you to put down your hands And if you're losing your high then smoke again My flow is in the pocket like Wallace I got the bounce like hydraulics I can't call it I got the swirl like alcoholics My freshman year I was going through hella problems Till I bit up the nerd and dropped my ass up outta college My teacher said I was a loser I told her why don't you kid me I give a *** if you fear me I'm gonna follow my heart And if you follow the charts or the plaques or the stacks You ain't gotta guess who's back You see I'm so shy that you thought I was bashful But this ***'s flow will bash your skull And I will cut your girl like Pastor Troll And I don't usually smoke but Pastor Droll And I won't give you that money that you asking for Why you think me and Dane cool we assholes That's why we hear your music getting fast flow Cause we don't want to hear that weak *** no more Now who the hell is this emailing me at 1126 Telling me that she 3626 plus DDU9 girls on Black Planet B when they get bubbly At NYU but she hail from Kansas Right now she just lampin' chillin' on campus Sent me a picture with a feeling on Candace Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis W-H-I-T it's getting late mami Your screensaver say tweets so you got to call me And bring a friend for my friend his name Kweli You mean Ty Lip lyrics stick to your rib I mean That's my favorite CD that I play in my crib I mean If you don't really know him why is you lying You'll cry she don't believe me please pick up the line She gon' think that I'm lying just spit a couple of lines Then maybe I'll be able to give a dick all the time and get a high I can't believe this nigga used my name for picking up dimes But never mind I need some tracks you trying to pull tracks out And my rhymes are spinning up low you trying to blow backs out Well okay you twisted my arm I'll assist with the charm And yo, ain't you meet that chick at that conference with your moms Her sister the bomb but she got the bougie behavior Always got something to say like an okay player hater Anyways I don't usually *** with the internet or Twitter Birth control stuck to they arm like nicotine You really ***ing that much or trying to get on cigarettes If she think it's fly she ain't met a real nigga yet I apologize if I come off a little inconsiderate I got that bubble cushion her sister could get ahead of it Get a high like moon or the moon or room filled with smoke A hype filled with dope Y'all assumed I was doomed out of tune But I still feel the notes, the real nigga quotes Real rappers it's hard to find like a remote Control rap is out of, used to but still got love That's why I abuse you who are not thugs Rock gloves like tiger, woods in the hood Should have my own reality show called Soul Survivor I stole on lava, niggas and you You's a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you How could I ever let your words affect me They say hip hop is dead, I'm here to resurrect me Marsh is too sexy to even make songs like these That's why the raw don't know your name Like Alicia Keys too many feature them scenes And producers is popular, 12,000 spins Nobody got the cop in the album How come you the hot garbage of The years clear your image is looped up Label got you souped up Telling you you sick when you a dick with a loose nut Video hard to watch like Medusa Even your club record need a booster Chimped up with a pimp cup, illiterate nigga Read the infra, read across your head I'm Grand King like Simba, voted in Denver I ain't a mad rapper, just an MC with a temper You dancing for money like honey, I did this my way So when the industry crash, I survive like Kanye Spitting through wires and fires, MC's retiring Got your hands up, get them mother***ers hired in Th-th-throw your mother***ing hands Get them high, yeah All the girls pass the weed to your mother***ing man Get them high Now I ain't never tell you to put down your hands Keep them high, keep them high, keep them high And if you're losing your high, then smoke again Keep them high