A Million and One Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West & Aaliyah sample] Yeah... it's (A million) [Hook: Kanye Wes & Aaliyah sample] I freestyle battle niggas for (A million) How many niggas bit the soul? 'Bout a (A million) How many hoes did I bone? 'Bout a (A million) Uh-uh, uh-uh, it's a (A million), uh-uh It's a (A million) ways to die, choose one (A million) [Verse 1: Kanye West & Jay-Z sample] Look, lot of people askin' 'bout the money I've made, even Just Blaze "How are they for real?" "Is them niggas really paid?" Rappers I met, or dealt with direct "Is it true he won't send a beat tape until he get a check?" "What's a position you hold?" "Can you really match The Neptunes, check by check,  And 'H to the Izzo' is the only single that went Gold?" "If Roc-A-Fella shit fold and you move back to the 'Go,  Is it back to ghost-producin' for D-Dot on the low?" For the millionth time, askin' me Questions, like Toni Braxton, harassing me Like, "You don't care about my son's feelings?" Can I get a minute, you wack bitch? I ain't gotta jack shit You heard "Takeover" – who running this rap shit? Ugh, fake tits, shut up and make hits Can't we all just get along, spread love like Take 6? "What, you doin' beats in L.A. for Eminem and Dr. Dre?" Them niggas sold ten mill, I'm trying to get paid We do this shit for entertainment Bring guns to the arraignment While the judge in the chamber Let one up out the chamber – BLAOW! [Hook: Kanye West & Aaliyah sample] (A million) How many years did I wait? About a (A million) How many niggas tryin' to hate? About a (A million) But when a nigga count his cake, it's 'bout a (A million) – yeah! [Verse 2: Kanye West & Jay-Z sample] '04, College Dropout, I make the game different I don't know what the hell y'all niggas been sniffin' 'Ye still flicking, hoes is my addiction Five days out the week, you'll find me in the kitchen Smashing the game, nigga, unlike you 'Cause these beats change the game and the hooks' right too I'm a crook like you Cats back in The Chi was buying tracks for dirt cheap, man – what could I do? Knowing I'm supposed to style, I'm the fly-boy poster child 'Bout to be on Oprah now It's ironic and whatnot, how I put no ice in the Bulgari watch Just to make it hot Now you see me on stages, my hit résumés is two pages For them niggas who played us – fee just raises Booming, like Masta Ace is "Stand Up" number one, and there's more to come All I got for hoes is hard dick and bubblegum While y'all brick like Fred, Barney Rubble, and them Chi-Town in this bitch, what's fucking with them? Not a damn thing, nigga – we doing our damn thing BLAOW! [Outro: Aaliyah sample] (A million) Yeah! (A million)