Untitled #49

Lyrics

Verse 1: Marchitect I take sucker emcees and make them sissy soufflé (soufflé) I'm on my own dick like Richard Nixon's toupee Pause, for the cause I'll break any and many laws And let my nuts hang like I ain't wearing any drawers Pause again, play me cheap like the bargain bin And get choked out like a car with mad carbon in it Chicks lining up like the song got Marvin in it Y'all can't see these raps every word is dark and tinted Start a business, manufacture a movement Drop exclusive new shit on some Clue shit I'm secluded at my retreat making music Climbing up the ladder of success like I'm roofing (uh) Cliques get housed when there's room for improvement Look you in the pupil like a see through student Read you like the fine print (yeah) You talking about you a hustler, but couldn't make a dime out of nine cents Hook: Gwap Starr Man a real hot commodity Peaks to mi sneaks watch di preea dem a watch me But oh, yo, I'm on ah gangsta rout Dis if you want wi bring di gamgstas out Mek dem kno dem can not deal and can not collar me Violate wi no look di no apologies No, we on ah gangsta rout Dis if you want wi bring di gamgstas out Verse 2: Gwap Starr Mi want fi know, why some pussy really afi peer me Have iron dog talk but no bark when dem see mi Batty man boy unu go fuck unu one an other head Get bus fi di chedda pull di lever feel di ladder Full up a led it spill ya bladder fix di matta Mek di ting dem ratta tatta wit di chatta me no badda Real rude boy pussyhole go suck ya madda Portmore mi born but Delaware mi day ya No man can tell mi bout mi trials and how mi tribulate Unless you walk Ina mi shoes no say u can relate Mi play di man way eat di food me Neva play di bait Mr. grinding with a purpose till Da pearly gates Niggas is so late, call Em outa season Raw but no taste, dudes need seasonings On some real fuck a rack I'll get u whacked for no reasoning Gwapstarr all year long four seasons Hook: Gwap Starr Man a real hot commodity Peaks to mi sneaks watch di preea dem a watch me But oh, yo, I'm on ah gangsta rout Dis if you want wi bring di gamgstas out Mek dem kno dem can not deal and can not collar me Violate wi no look di no apologies No, we on ah gangsta rout Dis if you want wi bring di gamgstas out Verse 3: Jas Mace I'm a mastermind that master rhyme dump you in some turpentine All that and you probably still couldn't shine In my prime like 2,3,5,7 I seen 11 emcees and now they're all just a memory (just a memory) Past tense I passed them outlast them (outlast them) With longevity long enough that everyone can see That I stick to my guns like attachable infer-reds Leaving wack rappers dead with a horse head in their bed Well said, I break bread with the redhead dread keeping my family fed (uh) I'm fed up like breast feeding on an elevator I'm a catch you later if you're talking like you're braver One little, two little, three little idiots Picked up a mic and now they think they're a kid again (kid again) They don't grow up, they dumb it down (dumb it down) 49ers don't follow we break ground (break ground) Hook: Gwap Starr Man a real hot commodity Peaks to mi sneaks watch di preea dem a watch me But oh, yo, I'm on ah gangsta rout Dis if you want wi bring di gamgstas out Mek dem kno dem can not deal and can not collar me Violate wi no look di no apologies No, we on ah gangsta rout Dis if you want wi bring di gamgstas out