When I Rap - Freeway

When I rap, niggas want me to rap again

These niggas wack, when they rap I laugh at them

Their CDs is trash

Give out headaches, shoulda came with aspirin

When I rap, niggas want me to rap again

These niggas wack, when they rap I laugh at them

Their CDs is ass

Toilet seat, shoulda took a crap on them

Want to know where the hell I’ve been?

In the stu' making hits, on the highway trafficking

Back in the lab with Mac again

Hot 97 bars -- we’re going back-to-back again

Who said my flow ain’t the best?

My Intratec turn foes to vegetables

Y’all dudes ain’t thugs, y’all Huxtables

Y’all want me waiting outside your vestibule?

How do you like Mya/Jay-Z?

My .380 get the best of you

Guy, if a nigga survive

I come back with the streetsweeper, hit the rest of you

Yup, I make a mess of you

Closed casket cause your family’ll hate the view

Only time y’all fake-ass rappers gonna make it on the tube

When I make y’all make the news

Y’all know I’m making moves

Free money, Oprah money, Free equate the two

Put y’all niggas to sleep

Hope the pastor awake -- he got a brand-new wake to do

I’m the man y’all hate to love

Motherfuckers probably hate me cause

I’m in the lab all night, in the lab all day

That’s the shit y’all hate to do

Niggas can’t flow like Freezer, go like Free

Get the dough like Freezer

If I take 'em off, leave 'em in the room

Y’all niggas still can’t seem to feel to take my shoes

But still I gots to prove

Like M.J., I gots the moves

Balling or dancing -- I go to Fif' crib, get lost in the mansion

Come to my crib, get murdered in the suburbs

Take cash, get blast with the Mossberg

Bag 'em, toe-tag 'em

Then toss 'em in the earth

When I rap, niggas want me to rap again

These niggas wack, when they rap I laugh at them

Their CDs is trash

Give out headaches, shoulda came with aspirin

When I rap, niggas want me to rap again

These niggas wack, when they rap I laugh at them

Their CDs is ass

Toilet seat, shoulda took a crap on them

I’m gonna obey y’all thirst

Since you want another verse cause y’all want me to rap again

Philly Freezer back like Sprite again

Like Sean Paul, y’all gotta give me a light again

But I don’t smoke, don’t pass the dro to him

Smoke MC’s, you could bring me a bowl of them

They’re like African slaves to him

I’m a Pilgrim, I’ll be happy to bait 'em in

Where’s my plate?

MC’s get ate, I don’t care if there’s eight of them

Or eighteen hundred;

two pairs of Louis cost eighteen hundred

Free so fly -- that’s why your chick always suck me off

And she tell me, «Don't stop, keep coming»

So I keep coming, flow keep coming

Freezer need dough like Phillip Drummond

Y’all my adopted sons like Arnold, Willis

I’m a six series wheeler

Used to be on times with mine but

As of now I’m a retired dealer

But I still fire on niggas

These niggas too sneaky, keep an eye on niggas

Like I said, I smoke MC’s

So I get high off niggas