They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans
But that's a way of survival, how they map their peace plans,
Shit i just want to rap, be noticed by those around me, i wanna put my town on the map,
I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that
Then some lady named billie holiday
Make my money creatin' map, sounds pretty cray
Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
I'm at the tip top of rap here to knock you off the hip hop map
I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit
You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it
No need for a road map cause we're paving it
And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market
Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag
All of you faggots off the map back to reality its time to rap.
To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag
On the map, filthy see my name on her back
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