SWORDFISH

Before Malcolm was out on the grill Jaded by travel while writing his will We was in the whip practicing skills Practicing bars before we had bills Before Kyle was jacked, son I promise that mf still kept it real Cooking up bars, cooking like Raekwon, cooking good when my girl kept it real Before I was sitting in solitary I was cooking swordfish for my Halle Berry My life's been a movie for so long, I should get me an Oscar that's honorary Don't give a fuck bout your commentary Bitch I'm swagging and saucin like mom's spaghetti The kitty came to me like Tom and Jerry She gon lose herself over mom's spaghetti Couple of people still sleeping on me Finna get smacked out naps God MC, any who don't believe finna get wiped off maps Was soulja before my teens, cranked up a scheme, now watch this cat get stacks If you want mills then first you gotta be meek, so I'm a drop back to back Her new man way too geek, too PC, this the return of the Mac Ain't even heard my bars, but she still applauds, bussing and makin it clap All of my statements is facts You just know that I'm lit and that's off conversation with that All of my statements is facts Been cookingsome music, I need me an apron with that Swordfish came out the pan Beautifully plated, in fact What kinda flavor is that? The kind that bring you to the dark side, just to light up my saber wit that Might throw the capers in that Reckless behavior since that Her tongue hella gifted but I ain't even trippin, I'm just tryin to stay consistent, do the beats and the bars, that's a Jordan plus a Pippen I'm a boss with the writtens That's according to the critics And according to physicians With no cough, I'm still the sickest I been warring with the villains I been snoring on my millions In New Orleans with a vixen Built rapport while we was sippin Took a lotta trips now she tripping cause I'm gifted Had to let it go cause when I hit, it was acidic Bitchin that you lit, but you couldn't win the scrimmage Then my homies told me hoes is phony better off gettin racks, hm Big talk, that's facts, hm Lotta y'all got talent, but you all sound wack when I hear you on wax, hm Big talk, that's facts, hm We done heard all your raps, hm But I must say go if the only thing cool about you is a sax, hm Once again I'm too lit, I ain't seeing straight My boy said I'm too slow with the paper chase I been juggling all of my demons at once Oh, my bad. I'm so sorry I showed up late Born and raised in the place as hova I'm a supernova, get your shades already Killing these beats because i'm supposed to My whole fucking project in pain already Basically sosa cause i'm a closer Took stock in the game, so my options ready And lately I'm feeling like De La Hoya Boxing the Gods cause I'm Oscar, ready Before I was sitting in solitary I was cooking swordfish for my Halle Berry My life's been a movie for so long, I should get me an Oscar that's honorary Don't give a fuck bout your commentary Bitch I'm swagging and saucin' like mom's spaghetti The kitty came to me like Tom and Jerry She gon' lose herself over mom's spaghetti Before I was sitting in solitary I was cooking swordfish for my Halle Berry My life's been a movie for so long, I should get me an Oscar that's honorary Don't give a fuck bout your commentary Bitch I'm swagging and saucin like mom's spaghetti The kitty came to me like Tom & Jerry She gon' lose herself over mom's spaghetti I'm gone