Uhhh (Capital STEEZ Remix)

Heh...

I guess I'm back to being elaborate

Still speaking this mad shit

I got a bar, and I never will quit

You want the weapons then the shit is equipped

Yeah, did rapping but I gave it a twist

I'm gonna annotate 'til one of you pissed

But I'm a nerd, so I'm a keep tick tocking 'til were all motherfucking dismissed

Bitch!

"Shit! Nigga came with a diss!"

"And I can tell the fucking priest is just gonna be pissed"

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Well fuck that

You may know lyrics and right raps

But you're all just hidden, so fight back

We're all just playing the wrong track

They're all just playing their songs back-

Wards, to find words

That ain't even in it, some feedback

(Nigga)

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Biggie Smalls, got rapping on regular

Fancy, who makes me a better person gon' make me go cellular

They said I was losing talent until I bought me a reservoir

So they said, "Boy you'll make it no matter where you are!"

Got bars! OK I lied,

But if you make another move I'll turn this bitch into Columbine

Damn, stole a bar! Now I'm dead

It's almost like Rappad held a gun to my head

I'm screaming loud, 'cause why are all good people dead

'Cause 'Pac got shot, then Tupac done finally shed

I'm not saying I'm an offspring

Causing

Multiple people to do the same thing often

(How does that work there?)

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Rapped bad,

Then came back on Rappad

Since grade school I was playing cool with my dad

Before kids bought Androids and iPads

I was trying to flee from Bloods, Crips, and triads (Not really though)

Singing put me in a musical

So much for being personal, whatever damn you beautiful

Heh... no, I'm rapping more often than usual

So much for being sober, when I'm fucking indisputable

Heh, It's like I finally did something,

And people could rap, but they be talking 'bout this one thing

Money - creates the devil in all of us

So never believe them when they say, "In God We Trust"

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Uhhh... To my memories

Got a lot of enemies

Me and the rap gang be mankind's fucking entity

Spreading damn disease,

Where's my fucking remedy

Cause fast rapping never could reach its own clarity

"Nigga scaring me!"

I guess I have to damn agree

Cause every nigga out here made it motherfucking Halloween

Rapping Cappy STEEZ

Looking for my expertise

And no leaving, you just entered the fucking diocese

Spitting, but all the words sound so electric

Writing so much I made the reader turn dyslexic

It's been like this since Obama got elected

And all y'all fags started using antiseptic

Girl... crying on my cellphone

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....