and leave the suckers boo-hooin. To sway away the sayers that's frontin on what I'm sayin. Or trippin, even flippin and knowin I ain't playin. And playin, yeah buddy, that's the word. Describin all
gladly live inside ya head, but who the *** pays my rent?. It ain't me, right? So what'cha gonna do about it, sucker?. Cuz while the sayers say the same ***, the doers fight each other. Ya wanna stake your