OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! {*continues until chorus comes in*}
Yo this is Dirt McGirt, I'm chillin' wit Kanye West
He's killin' y'all ****** on the beats
He's killin' y'all ****** on the tracks
(Where ya plaques at dog?)
The game is officially over!
Go kill yaself!
[Chorus: ODB (K. West)]
Now take that and equipment back to the store
We don't wanna hear that weak **** no more
Do anybody else make hits anymore?
Guess not motha****a, it's The Roc motha****a!
[Kanye West]
Keep the Receipt motha****as!
Now y'all gon' stop talkin' that **** that you talkin'
Your broke-ass mamma couldn't that disolvent
Now tell me how the Hell so gon' afford that coffin?
Now I done sat back and seen it all too often
The backbone of this like Marino to the Dolphins
Most hits out the shot since Sosa and Andre Dawson
My ****** had Pro Tools, I had no tools
Karaoke machine, **** it I'm old school
Only difference is my tracks drove ****** postal
So I drove costal while they stay local
How I can't rhyme when my freestyles'll roast you?
Sit down I'll coach you while we style in posters
Dog, ****** had a chance to sign me, dropped the ball
I'll see you at the awards.. HUMPH!
Now after all that it took
I made it to The Roc, I'm guess I ain't as dumb as you look
[Chorus x2]
[Kanye West]
Now.. I showed you how to do this, dog
Put a few beats on the tape, I saved this one for myself
I heard you *****'s tapes, need a little bit of help
But I'm rappin' and I can't do nothin' for ya, man
S.G'll hop this, 40 grand if you ain't fam
I mean, if you ain't Hov', if you ain