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Open up your hearts people
Page one, chapter one
Verse motherfucking one
I'm drinking hot tea bitch, feel me
Now if you let me
You won't regret me
Shit if you let me
You won't forget me
Remember
And if you don't then ponder
Hold up, there's a reminder
I ain't kinda hot, I'm sauna
I sweat money and the bank is my shower
And that pistol is my towel
So stop sweating me coward
And I would
Die for ours
Ride for hours
Supply the flowers
This is history in the making
Now shut the fuck up and let me make it
Please don't shoot me down
Cause I'm flying
I'm flying, I'm higher
Please don't shoot me down
Cause I'm flying
I swear this tea is at a real good temperature right
I'm higher now, so am I
I spit Alcatraz bars, I know
And D-boys is the only Alphabet Boys I know
Got a .380 on my waist and Rambo at home
No more bandanna round my dome
Bandanna in my right pocket
Bitch I'm grown
Fuck what you on
Now watch me stand on the world
As I sit in a throne
And if I jump I'mma fly and look into the eagle's eye
And see I am nothing like you
Why, bitch see it gets me how nothing gets me
Or get to me
And if you shootin for the stars
Then just shoot me
But your bullets don't reach Mars
Paws, claws
Because I'm a beast I'm a dog
I getcha
My picture should be in the dictionary
Next to the definition, of definition
Because repetition is the father of learnin
And son I know your barrel burnin but
Please don't shoot me down
Cause I'm flying
I'm flying, I'm higher
Please don't shoot me down
Cause I'm flying
I swear this tea is at a real good temperature right
I'm higher now, so am I
Talked to my daddy
Papa I did it to em
I'm a bastard
And I'mma do it again
Like nigga backwards
These niggas backwards
But they behind us
Now watch me get high
Like time's up
Naw D, brung the drums back
And watch me hit em where they lungs at
Like that
I get respect
Cuz if I don't, I'mma take it
I see your boys hatin'
And I see ya girls naked
Drum--sound like a naked gun
Switch clips with my thumb
Then I pop another clip in
And aim at his vision
Cuz Wayne is his vision
Cuz Wayne is the mission
I'm aimin at a mirror
Please don't shoot me down
Cause I'm flying
I'm flying, I'm higher
Please don't shoot me down
Cause I'm flying
I swear this tea is at a real good temperature right
I'm higher now, so am I