All 'Bout Me - Mr. Shadow

So you can keep on hatin' keep hatin' what I do*

But i know that you like it, you know you like it to…

-Drop of the first hook-

So you wanna be a gangsta wanna be a Ryda

Say you rollin hard but ya really not a soldier

Say that your a playa but ya gettin played on

Stuck up in the game ye while get my pay on…

I won’t stop and you know it too

Look at all the bull shit I’ve been through

Got anotha minute wanna bring you down

Hit it I’mma say it how you like me now

Hate it cause they all wanna be like me

Cause alotta women wanna be wit me

L-I-L G-U-N

Down to pull the track back until the end

Runnin' a muck on a daily

Locoz clique and I’m crazy

Takin' flipz witcha lady

Talk ya shit you can’t phase me

Got anotha pen i can overload

Flick up on the pen when I let it go

9−0-6−5 till the «o»

Can’t nobody sing it when I’m in the zone

I don’t really know what it really is

To be streets since they were kids

Open ya kid hope they come out

Only get crazy with homies around

Know on these streets no more delays

You know that i really know so many ways

You ain’t the same you just a lame

Tryin' to stay up in this game…

A shame of an enemy

I though he was a friend of me

I gotta get a little better marijuana

Yea you wanna come and get it

I’mma make ya fill the pain

A psycho, I’mma reload and I’m leavin you insane

I’m leavin' a blessin' of daisy’s

I’m sobbin' and stackin' the roses

I chill like a fo' when I’m blazin

I’m cooler than cold than my flow is

How many elderly victims

How many more will I get

I’m tellin' my parters go sick em

I’m blasted all up on my neck

I’m true to the game, true to the streets

True to my lyrics and true to my beats

Cause every time that I’m bumpin' a rhyme

I’m makin' it sure everything is in line

Your future is gold but your still a new

I do what I do I ain’t got shit to prove

Else you know what I am talking about

Have no remorse when I’m taking em out

Runnin' your mouth don’t know the rules

Fucking with cuete then your gunna lose

If your in my shoes

I bet they un-do's, thinkin that…

Who in the fuck do you think that you are

Can’t see me from close can’t see me from far

Im rippin it up like if its hellas guitar

Now you know why people call me a star

Keepin it loaded inside of my pocket

Papers so big that it spitz like a rocket

No one can bring it the way that i drop it

Go and keep hitting but your gunna stop it

Bringin the shit that you never come at it

Compare me to you then im labled the baddest

Im leaving em fucked up and rapped up in bandages

If you couldent handle this why dont you candle it

Know that im bringing the heat (heat)

Knocking you off of your feet (feet)

The cuete can never be weak (weak)

Ill put you to bed when you sleep (sleep)

Your taking and blowing your actions

Make an example turns to ashes

Leaving them cacheous

All that im askin keepin it crazy gangsta fashion

Its the one and only ese little gun up in the mix

Serving the shit you think you dont bun