This is a song about "Laid"

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

Then get out your seat and jump around

Gave it all up, laid it all down

That i made you wait, but i was out there getting laid,

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

But i respect everyone who laid bricks down

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

The lyrical liaison that youve never laid eyes on

America’s growth requires a new flow to be laid

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Emcees love to fuckin' judge me until they're laid to rest,

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Im laid back like a retired ninja

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