Thank You (The Blue Album)

Lyrics

[Intro: Jon Connor & DJ Green Lantern] Yeah Oh, just know I appreciate everything Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind DJ Green Lantern, Jon Connor, that Blue Album - crazy Hate is like love, it keeps me on my grind This an invasion, I'm stampin' 'em Yo [Verse 1] Not to sound condescending, but where is my competition? The streets talk, but I forgot to listen to my opposition What would you do if you were sittin' in my position? Knowin' that nobody out is spittin' at my percentage? I wanna thank you motherfuckers for the inspiration To shit on them and when it's over, rub it in their faces To say that I'm underrated means I'm over-hated The world ain't got this much crack since the term of Reagan I am the bar in which determines greatness A producer with hot flow, grind hard with determination Niggas is wack and you heard me say it If you tell me to judge 'em from their music, it's only gon' hurt their cases It got me thinkin', "Dawg, who write your shit?" The nigga workin' your record don't even like your shit Don't jump out the window, nigga, bite your lip 'Cause comin' at me just inspires me to write more shit, so [Chorus] Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind Hate is like love, it keeps me on my grind Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind Do me a favor: don't do me no favors, I'll handle mine [Verse 2] Yo, look No no, I would never diss you - that ain't what I'm into You gon' show your true colors, you a bitch if this offends you See, it's this simple: I'ma just continue To shit on every rapper and then make them get the tissue You thought that I was weak, why did you make me go and flex? These niggas flex Alexander; one on one, they don't contest Shouts to Kayslay and Funkmaster Flex For sayin' in 2012 the boy was up next I'm at Shade 45, they waitin' for me to go off Y'all know what it is when me and Statik Selektah show off No adversity is hurtin' me, I like fightin' the odds So I back myself into a corner purposely How you beat a nigga that came from Flint? We fight death every day, so this game is a cinch So you can shoot shots and the boy will never flinch I can hear the haters now, sayin', "Ain't this a bitch?" (Yes) [Chorus] Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind Hate is like love, it keeps me on my grind Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind Do me a favor: don't do me no favors, I'll handle mine [Verse 3] I'm from the F-L-I, so I'm really fly, really fly tonight Really really fly, really fly tonight, yes, I'm Really really fly, really fly tonight Really really fly, really fly tonight He's so righteous, did he write this in a pulpit? It gets excitin' when he's tired of the bullshit I am a titan, hold lightnin' and a full clip Niggas be bitin' what I'm writin', hope you full, shit A lot on my plate, I'm at a fork in the road But that's more beans when you the best in the globe Who's sleepin' on me? Get the crust outta your eyes As I punch lines that'll beat the fuck out of these guys I just told K.Mo, I'ma give 'em a KO I'm bein' nice, 'cause what they really should get is a halo They softer than Play-Doh, they know 2011, I dropped freestyles they should've had to pay for 2012, it will only get worse, like a rash 'Cause I'm irrational when I'm spittin' a verse And now I'm gettin' paid for my incredible talk So my green keep gettin' bigger like Incredible Hulk, thank you [Outro: Jon Connor & Samples] From all of us here at All Varsity Music Mo Cleaves, Young Sav, J-Rich Mickey Wallace, Lia Mack, D .Wayne, Brandon Bars, Caas Swift The Real Slacker, Josh [?] and DJ K.Mo We say, "Thank you" Thank you to the people We sincerely appreciate it I am the best in the world at what I do I am the best in the world at what I do I am the best in the world at what I do I am the best in the world at what I do I am the best in the world at what I do I'm the best in the world at what I do I am the best in the world at what I do We are the best in the world at what we do