Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit
Competition vanished, my name what the crowd chanted
It's like guilty and myself got the same name
I wanted the money and never the fame
I turned into something they never became
Looked the same, and had the very same name
Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
Middle name shane, born all the same
Jeru the damaja and naughty by nature had a name,
Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane
Got a piece around my neck that spells out the name
I swear i'll never call you bitch again
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
Emt is the name, you have to remember
Charlie's the name, undead's the life,
An ipod mind to you walkman guys
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