I'm still here I won't go away I'm still here I've come to rain on your parade I'm still here It's getting late Well, I'm still hangin' round Keepin'
: I'm still here I won't go away I'm still here I've come to rain on your parade I'm still here It's getting late Well, I'm still hangin' round Keepin
E hits the fader and the crowd is lit I start bustin' off some new shit The stage is so smokey that I almost fall off I start inhalin' it, I'm tryin'
I've waited for Hurry up and come on in and close the door I'm about to get up on it Feed me girl cause I'm so hungry Got plenty money but I'm still
thang Listen, I can never be counted out 'Cause I started it all out And you don't wanna test me 'Cause you know what I'm about I'm still the king
I used to be Look how the haters give a nigga attitude Nigga, sick of bein? humble Now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine They try to show a nigga
test me now? Come, I say, come now challenge me, the realer, can handle my business. I'm gonna finish, I gotta end this, I'm a diminish thee. Come, follow
this here Seventy-two like as if I was back on the top Hours of thinkin about how I'ma tip they ass up out the basket Beligerant glass heads, I'm
these closets contain cash flow Got three little problems just thought you should know Peep it I'm a take it to yes and I'm allergic to no I'm obsessed
an' the whole operation I feel like the slave on a plantation Now I'm stuck in here an' don't wanna stay I wish I was a kid so I could go out an' play
tales that I tell so well These are the tales These are the tales that I tell so well Now I'm in Atlanta I still love the O I gave you my bitch but you
the fuck you thought? I come with the ruckus, it's my thing when I swing I'm born to mack, always strapped, with the black gat Who out there? I swear
I?m smokin? crack Oakland, California, I heard it all before I?m makin? big bank now, rockin? the crowd, I ain?t trippin? no more Now I?m back on top again, I still
See when I'm yellin' International help me No color lines on my Ugly and fine, you can sell me I'm glad folks think the same way as I do 'Cause I stab
mix We flipped the belt, I felt the rubber burnin' See I was yearnin' for the moment Man opponents couldn't stop me When I first heard AC/DC I had to get a copy Now I'm
head tied Aunt Jemima style But ain't nobody trippin' cause we all about the ends plus fool I don't set trip I set trends now after this I'm givin' y'
motherfucker, stretched on the couch Slobbin on my pillow and I'm droolin at the mouth And now I'm havin dreams cause I'm in a deep sleep But +I+ ain
