I'm bendin' beats like this plastic I'm one of the smartest, Mr. Fanstastic Regardless of the fact you ass and lame backwards Runnin' for the cash your game is out of fashion You Atari in this bitch I'm probably getting' rich from these downtown shipments In the back countin' cash cuz this cash is my business Praise to Amun-Ra my witness Until I go down to meet Osiris And I'm still countin' names on my hitlist Pop 'em one at a time like bitches My sheet and my pillow game vicious Light that pussy up dawg like Christmas The kiss of death is best taken with the swishas New age comin' so it's death to the fish End of the world so you best make a wish
Chorus:
Fade to Black? No chance countin' paper stacks I'm boss, spittin' major raps You lost in the struggle so you'll fade to black Fade to black
Verse Two:
And I will assassinate the dead presidents Cuz this passion, fate, and intelligence Is a combination that can't be stopped Obamanating up and down the block You probably hatin' but you lost in thoughts Confused by the rules the sum of what life can cost I'm free like a summer ride, ride in a Porsche Smokin' weed, get high, don't give a fuck what it cost me Like too short, damn I'm looking flossy Got my own music group like Rick Rossy We partyin', everybody getting' saucy At the game we chillin' with the floor seats No sleepin' cuz we always workin' Holdin' T Dot high that's for certain When the lights down streets is disturbin' You wanna fight, fight, so we creep in a 'burban
Verse Three:
Thumpers on us, but we ain't no rabbits And we're all walking round getting' cabbage We livin' life so we gotta do it lavish Your rhymes are weak dawg, you too dramatic No one will select you like Statik Never had a girl, never learned black magic Fire in my eyes like Mr. Gadget No need for disguises, these lines is tragic Like your game or the life that remains We can't all live and can't bike in the rain So we snatchin' your gold chains, ain't nothin' changed Wearin' gas masks like Chinese dames I get the fast cash, Ras Kass, diamond rings Verse almost over, time to sing Hop in the Rover, poppin' things You can chill with the laymens, don't talk to kings
