Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from
And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion
Im eating 4 course meals when i used to eat half a pinto bean,
If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen
Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps
Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs
Mr. right's running up,
A twenty somethin cup
Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team
You claim to like girls but mr "skitzer" never ever flicks a bean
Cause i am a rap master mr. buster
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
So they just call me mr. fantastic
I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit
Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me
Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby
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