I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,
Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat
Hold your applause until the ceremony end
You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest
Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys
Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please
A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit
Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point
-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck
Taking over the world while the money adds up
The marathon of this game always changes in pace
Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace
Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them
Honestly i could run this world better, be a better captain.
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