Off the Pot

THE MINUTE THAT I STOPS
 THE MINUTE THAT RAP DIES
 THE MINUTE THAT DOGS FLY
 AND PIGS GROW WINGS
 THE MINUTE THAT THE ALIENS
 COME DOWN IN SPACESHIPS
 HELL FREEZES OVER
 AND THE FAT LADY SINGS
 YOU CAN TWIST MY ARM
 TILL IT BREAKS I AINT TAPPIN'
 PUNCH ME IN THE FACE
 TILL I DIE I AINT FLINCHIN'
 YOU LISTENIN TO
 THE STORY OF MY LIFE
 THIS AINT RAPPIN
 I BEEN DOIN THIS FOR YEARS
 AND NEVER HAD NO COMPETITION
 I JUST BOUGHT A HALF POUND A HAZE
 AND A STRONG LIGHTER
 IM NOT A POTHEAD DOG
 IM A SONGWRITER
 AND SONGWRITERS
 SMOKE WEED ALL DAY
 I SPENT TEN YEARS
 ON MY FEET ALL DAY
 NOW IM TRYIN TO STACK CHIPS
 LIKE FRITO LAY
 THIS IS OLD SCHOOL HIP HOP
 WE DONT PLAY
 WE JUST RHYME
 SO GO ON SPIT
 AND TAKE A WALK WITH THAT
 POP RAP BULLSHIT GO ON GIT
 Either shit or get ya self
 Off the pot now
 Cuz things are gettin
 Really really hot now
 Wrote 400 songs
 That i need to record
 And there ain't no time to waste
 IM THINKIN YOU NERDS
 BETTER JUST STICK TO THE BIRDS
 I WAS RHYMIN WHEN YOU WAS
 TOO LITTLE TO THINK AND SAY WORDS
 WHILE YOU WAS ALL SCRUNCHED UP
 LIKE HATCHED IN THE FETAL
 I WAS IN SOME DIRTY RAP CLUB
 SCRATCHIN THE NEEDLE
 INCONSPICUOUS THE TRICK TO THIS
 IS THINKIN ITS NO THING
 YOU FIGURED ITS HIS NECKLACE
 BUT LOOK AT HIS GOLD RING
 MATICULOUS RIDICULOUS
 BUT LOOK IT ITS SO BLING
 TOO QUICK WITH THIS THE WICKEDIST
 THE KING A THIS WHOLE THING
 I SWEAR TO FUCKIN GOD
 IF I DONT GET UP
 IN THIS VOCAL BOOTH
 AND SHOW THE PROOF
 TO ALL THESE LOCAL YOKELS
 THAT DONT KNOW THE TRUTH
 AND SAY TO ME
 THE THINGS THAT THEY SAY TO ME
 WHEN THEY HATE ON ME
 AND LABEL ME
 SOMETHING THAT IM NOT CUZ IM HOT
 AND I DONT MEAN HOT IN THE SENSE
 OF HOPPIN THE FENCE
 OR SELLIN ALL MY PUBLISHIN
 TO HOP IN A BENZ
 IM A CHILL ON MY TONE
 YEAH CHILL ON MY THRONE
 FUCK YA'LL
 I COULD PROBABLY
 SELL A MILL ON MY OWN
 Either shit or get ya self
 Off the pot now
 Cuz things are gettin
 Really really hot now
 Wrote 400 songs
 That i need to record
 And there ain't no time to waste
 YOU CALL YA SELF PRODUCERS
 TO ME YA JUST LOSERS
 SUPERCALIFRAGALISTICESPIALA
 GOOSE IS
 BETTER THAN THESE DUECES
 AND EBENEZER SCROOGES
 THE RECORD BUSINESS NOWADAYS
 JUST A BUNCH A MOOCHES
 AND BLOOD SUCKIN LEECHES
 KIDS WITH NO CLASS
 N' I AINT GOT NUTHIN TO GIVE
 SO DONT ASK
 N' I AINT GOT NUTHIN TO SAY
 SO DONT STARE
 N' I DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU THINK
 I DONT CARE
 IM NOT OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS
 IM HOPIN THAT YA QUESTIONS
 REVOLVE AROUND THE MUSIC
 AND THINGS TO BE
 THEY AINT NEVER
 GONNA PUT ME ON NO TV SHOW
 CUZ MY REALITY
 IS NOTHING FOR THESE KIDS TO SEE
 LISTEN I STARTED OUT
 MY RAP CAREER DISSIN'
 ALL THE COMPETITION
 TILL THEY TOLD ME TO CHILL
 BUT ON THE SEQUEL
 TO THIS SECOND RECORD
 I SWEAR TO GOD
 THESE LITTLE BITCHES
 GONNA CATCH
 AN ASS WHOOPIN FOR REAL
 Either shit or get ya self
 Off the pot now
 Cuz things are gettin
 Really really hot now
 Wrote 400 songs
 That i need to record
 And there ain't no time to waste