Man Of The Millennium

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DJ Slurpee Cup

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So y'all been askin when I'm finna put em in a casket
They say I'm never finna kill the game and I've been slackin
I heard all these words flyin outta they mouths so Imma slap it
Cuz I've been grindin and findin the strategy to bag it

Y'all kickin back while I'm stackin, stand back, I'll make it happen
I'm flying faster than Santa's sack and I'm packing action
The lyrical genius, I'm spittin to your satisfaction
Prepare for miracles, seeming as though I'm back in action

Kickin rappers to the curb like I was Jackie Chan
They shoulda already learned that Slurpee Cup's the man
Ain't cappin I'm keepin what seven ate in my hand
I keep a rack in my wallet to keep it on brand

Ain't you heard? I got the world on my payroll, payphone
Ain't droppin dimes but I got a peso, lay low
Do what I say just 'cause I say so, ayo
I'm a philosopher, talkin Plato, they know

So now we rappin wit the old school style
The kinda jam that used to make you smile
The kinda thang that made ya mama go wild
Third great white boy - 24 mile

Keep it squeaky clean mop & glo style
But if you lyin Imma put you on trial
I ain't even gotta run no file
And I'll get ya daughter walkin alone down the aisle

Don't try to save face wit a half-baked rhyme scheme
Just zip it and lock it you spit outta pocket can't do what I do, not at my speed (huh)
Boy, don't try me, your life ain't worth my timepiece
I won't even read your obituary 'cause it really just ain't worth my time, peace

I'm the spittin' messiah, don't even try to match what I do
All you spit is saliva, rappin pariah, shut up, eat glue
Call me Mariah, 'cause I'm the guy who will Carrey you
Somewhere to die, where it's hot and dry, I'll bury you

I'll be the man of the millennium, just give me a year
'Cause I'm the greatest alive, so listen up and you'll hear
I'm the freshest and the realest out the pit of the snakes
The next up out my hometown, make no mistake

I'm makin it look easy but they try and it's impossible
Don't even need to make a video 'cause this is watchable
I'm makin waves and seein people wavin all across the globe
So much dread up in my head I'm feelin like a Rasta though

So now we rappin wit the old school style
The kinda jam that used to make you smile
The kinda thang that made ya mama go wild
Third great white boy - 24 mile

Keep it squeaky clean mop & glo style
But if you lyin Imma put you on trial
I ain't even gotta run no file
And I'll get ya daughter walkin alone down the aisle

So now we rappin wit the old school style
The kinda jam that used to make you smile
The kinda thang that made ya mama go wild
Third great white boy - 24 mile

Keep it squeaky clean mop & glo style
But if you lyin Imma put you on trial
I ain't even gotta run no file
And I'll get ya daughter walkin alone down the aisle

People say they gonna work me - I show up they on sabbatical
Y'all a bunch of jokers, you impractical - theatrical
New classical, keepin you fanatical
Writin down a fortune, call it autobiographical

You fightin not to fall behind, my flow is too dynamical
Rappin wit an iron fist, my rhymes are tyrannical
Got ya head spinnin, need a map - topographical
Spittin boom bap, call that rap neoclassical

So now we rappin wit the old school style
The kinda jam that used to make you smile
The kinda thang that made ya mama go wild
Third great white boy - 24 mile

Keep it squeaky clean mop & glo style
But if you lyin Imma put you on trial
I ain't even gotta run no file
And I'll get ya daughter walkin alone down the aisle

Make it quick 'cause I ain't signin nothin
I'm too sick don't care what I'm becomin
Take your pick every bar's crushin
Married to the music that's my art cuffin

Remember me when you're old and gray
Remember every word I say
Remember every part I play
In every life I change and every move I make

I never needed nobody else
I built bars all by myself
Can't rely on lames for help
'Cause they'll cut you down to help themselves

I'm the greatest just admit
I fill playlists when I spit
I'm the latest I always hit
I make changes, you feelin it

So now we rappin wit the old school style
The kinda jam that used to make you smile
The kinda thang that made ya mama go wild
Third great white boy - 24 mile

Keep it squeaky clean mop & glo style
But if you lyin Imma put you on trial
I ain't even gotta run no file
And I'll get ya daughter walkin alone down the aisle

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