no chances

Lyrics

y'all don't even got a chance at all, so pass the ball, its fact that my raps is raw, tap your jaw, you act like a casting call, cats are soft, i'm strapped with a mask and claws, old school like cappadonna or wu-tang, y'all still putting panties on, your crew lame, you should call your click pampers dog you're poo stains, you listening to asher roth and 2 chainz, my bars barbaric, this shit is too complex, get it in your system every written is a bomb threat, my squad next, yea we been around the block, i got your broad wet, i had to feed her full of cock, on top, don't stop, until the cops come knocking, every spot's on lock till the gods not talking, all these odd balls rocking what i got, y'all stop it, i don't need a senorita now that the guap's all profit, i'm good, yeah i'm looking like a young chris farley, my team come through, crush brews and get gnarly, that's why they loving the can he spit godly, my fans want me running for pres, mitt romney, i'm sick of having to answer the same questions, half of these fake feminists are rapping to make relish, i got bars, no cell, no having to pay fellas, i tell em how i see it the last of the great legends, i've been all around the cheese like a pizza baker, i still write out each verse on a piece of paper, my squad got more people than in the streets of asia, and when its finished all these bitches gonna need some make up, its bout time you fuck boys got to meet your maker, i never freeze up anytime i see a hater, i'm putting pussies to work i know they need the labor, this shit is over, adios, i'll have to see you later