Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!
That bitch was racist, got me fired
Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,
And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first
The right hand of god, the left of the devil,
Tell em bitches they can get up on my level
I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt
Coz the money of is in the hands of the president
And what your whip like
In the face of the outside.
I'm like roots, you a new shovel
The king of the jungle
Return of the king of flow
Ran outside to see the big show
I'm why baby mamas leave
Thinkin of the the dreams
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