You don't see me in the hood   It's 'cause I'm doing this man      Niggas, I'm still grinding, I still hearing those sirens   I'm still getting chased by those lights   Only the light's lime and my mic's on   And my time is none because I'm writing more      An' I ain't here to meet a soul in this business   I'm here to eat, speak until these hoe's feel this   And I can't let y'all derail me, man   I got Young Kobe homey, you gotta let go off Obie      'Cause Obie be back, we got them craps going on   And that yak going on, soon as a nigga touch down, back from town   It's forever, put that on the cheddar, man   But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Iovine time      Chase cheese, rhyme 'til my voice give out   This is it my niggas, this what we boast about   Now I'm here, so shut your motherfucking mouth   And show me love, bitch      I just wanna love you for the rest of my life   I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the night   I just wanna love you for the rest of my life   I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the night      There's a certain mystique when I speak that you notice   That's sort of unique 'cause you know it's me   My poetry's deep and I'm stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat   You can't sit still, it's like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep      I'm strapped, it's known any minute I could snap   I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped   I bully these rappers so bad lyrically   It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, it ain't even money      You can't pay me enough for you to play me   It's cockamamie you just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady   My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's coo-coo   I got screws loose, yea the whole kitten caboodle, I'm just brutal      It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it   There's no humor in it, no more you know   I'm rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag   You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass   You better love me, bitch      I just wanna love you for the rest of my life   I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the night   I just wanna love you for the rest of my life   I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the night      My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name   If it ain't about the flow, it's 'bout the stones and the chain   If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss   Nine Eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce      I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit   Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow Wow bitch   Niggas eating popcorn right, rewinding the tape   Now shorty mama in the precinct, hollering rape      I'm convinced, man, something really wrong with these hoe's   I thought Lil' Kim was hot 'til she start fucking with her nose   I used to listen to Lauryn Hill and tap my feet   Then the bitch put out a CD, it didn't have no beats      That boy D'Angelo, he determined not to fail   That nigga went butt-ass, for his record to sell   My back shots'll help Ashanti hit them high notes   And Big Ben taught Charli B'More to deep throat      I just wanna love you for the rest of my life   I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the night   I just wanna love you for the rest of my life   I wanna hold you in the morn, hold you through the night