Add 4/4 backbeat, 98 bpm, smooth. funky bassline in 1/8th notes, chunky guitar rhythms, key of G
I got something to say buts it hard to get out
maybe if I put it in this form I'll end the doubts
that haters be laying on me everyday and all the night
that I ain't a player like I should be but a punk to get shut-out
I ain't trying to be steppin' to these niggas cuz I know my place and time
Its just ironic that my freestyles seem to never, ever rhyme
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Black as Darth Vader.
Tight ass beat-u-lator.
All the humans know that I am the hater hater.
Why ya gotta done and go hate on me.
That makes you a hater hater hater, see!
Meta, meta, this, met-meta, that there.
Meta, meta, me, now you got the hat hair.
Flowin'
Fightin'
Techno
Monster
Growin'
Bitin'
Big ol'
Cunster
Peace, I'm out! (of the closet G)
Friday is here.
Is Cyrus still near?
If so we should wander around and drink beer.
But if he's gone away
To whereabouts gay
Then we should still get our drink on anyway.
And should we cross the path of two sisters
Both ample in chest and free of all blisters
We'll take them down to our video den
And make special porn for the internet men.
We'll hire a man from CGI flicks
To augment our members with digital tricks
The rubber stamp tool will be his extender.
Now cherish this line cuz it is the poem-ender.
Thats just fresh.
Remember to always be wary of ex rockers who wear tight clothes and have ties to the mafia.
They're either going to have you killed or try and have sex with you.
if they have sex with you, they'll have to kill you.
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