Hook:
You think you busy, Boy im busy
Im on my grind, Im on my grizzy
You think you make me dizzy, make me dizzy
Like a mama bear boy im on my grizzy

They say I got a ill mind cuz my words are sickly
My territory got spikes, my turf is prickly
They give me a blind eye cuz I'm only fifteen
But I'm about to school these chumps and I teach it strictly

Man your music is a joke and it makes me giggly
I'm about to complicate your life if you take me simply
I'm bout to rain on your parade and it will be raining acidly
So an umbrella cannot stop me from reigning over the city

Bout to reign over this game like I'm kingly
Then give the reigns to the King cuz he is not sinning
Im goin for gold cuz the bronze is for a penny
But im playin for 2 quarters so i guess i play for 50

So what is this you send me and why is it empty
Why you say on my team but you aint rockin with me
Why you say you got it in the bag but you aint shoppin with me
Why you say that it is time but you dont see the clock is ticking

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Alright this verse gonna be a little shorter so im gonna go ahead and spit a little faster
Then i'll go ahead and pass ya
Leave you a disaster
So that you in the last place after

You can eat my words and they're gonna make you fatter
You wanna join us then you gotta guess the password
Dont understand my life, figure out the pattern
Buy a ring for my wife get it from Saturn

My music is gold I'm goin for platinum
Throwin me knuckles I'm gonna go catch 'em
You buggin me man I'll make you go splat then
Cut up your paper when you say you rappin

I invented some words i should get a patent
You wrote a verse I'll give you a pattin
Oh man it hurts got pain in my back from
All of this pressure here i'll let you have some

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