Just some * I wrote, you know? Just some * I scribbled down
Pens, pads, pads and pens All I wanted was to write rhymes, making them ends
But my past catching up, rap stacking up But finally I'm here, home, laughing it up
It's the notes from my notepad Thoughts, words and scribbles
Described from the letter A How I chop herbs that quibble
I dribble pens to the last, think it's gone, bitch
Kill you when you walk, man, if it's NSYNC that's on it
Or any lame *, you get your frame split at once
By dark, I steal a car just to spark a hit and run
* throwing the towel in, I'll wrap it around your neck
Cause your rhymes are better off without those corny sound effects
I couldn't care less about billboards and top charts
Make it a top ten, I'd rather drop men and pop stars
Walk in the earth, curse to splurge in MC I can't do * about it
I run my mind, I don't care, I don't care
I'm out when friends meet
If we battle for clothes, it's even leaving your gear
Cause before your ass is done, I'm the MC of the year
Now you might spit it sick if you flow hat correction
Ain't no personal *, it's the notepad session
Pens, pads, pads and pens
All I wanted was to write rhymes, making them ends
But my past catching up, rap stacking up
But finally I'm here, home, laughing it up
Pens, pads, pads and pens
All I wanted was to write rhymes, making them ends
But my past catching up, rap stacking up
Pens, pads, pads and pens
But my past catching up, rap stacking up
But finally I'm here, home, laughing it up
It's the notes from my notepad
Dreams, fiends and struggles
It gets me to meet groupies
Cause I too need to cuddle
I juggle rhymes with rhyme until it's daytime
But of course I take the time for some quality playtime
I don't waste lines, spit * till I run out of saliva
My biggest goal is to take myself out in a cypher
I don't wanna keep it up
Do my thing and murder wack crews
I wanna make a video with champagne thongs and catsuits
I keep it to the rhymes and save the day
If I quit it, you wouldn't have anyone to pave the way
Your ace of spades, spit it sharp like razor blades
I cut your tongue off if you refuse to fade away
I want a shitload of money
And get *-faced with a girl
I would only quit rap for all the big babes in the world
Now don't you get it twisted
Cause I'm spitting with aggression
Ain't no personal *
It's the notepad session
Pens, pads, pads and pens
All I wanted was to write rhymes, making them ends
But my past catching up
Rap stacking up
But finally I'm here, home, laughing it up
Pens, pads, pads and pens
All I wanted was to write rhymes, making them ends
But my past catching up
Rap stacking up
But finally I'm here, home, laughing it up
Pens, pads, pads and pens
It's the notes from my notepad
Points, jokes and insights
Like most of the big rappers
You've never even been tight
My skin's white
But what the * you gonna do?
Go against 4-1 and touch base
With a hundred goons
Forget about it
It's not like I'm the best because I want to
These do kill me off
And I will forever haunt you
I love you
I replace herbs with killer virgins
* that they deserve
I'm so sick that even the mute people say word
And when my notepad is out
I scribble writings on the wall
I'm a loose cannon
Of course I'm fighting when I brawl
This hard rock motherfucker's aiming to end my career
And what he thinks ain't worth *
Like all ten of his peers
So don't you get me started
Cause I have no enemies
Around me
They're all insecure
And their masculinity
To get ready
In this instant
For the world's worst oppression
Ain't no personal *
It's the notepad session
Ain't no personal *
It's the notepad session
It's the notepad session
Pens
pads
pads and pens
All I wanted was to write rhymes
Making them ends
But my past catchin' up
Wraps stackin' up
But finally I'm here
Home laughin' it up
Pens
pads
pads and pens
All I wanted was to write rhymes
Making them ends
But my past catchin' up
Wraps stackin' up
But finally I'm here
Home laughin' it up
It's the notepad session
It's the notepad session
It's the notepad session
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.