We Do It For Fun, Pt. 3

My flows authentic, they won't listen to knockoffs

Just the other day, Big Block took Jock off

Flava said, fuck it, and he took his clock off

Same day, Hova lost it and he cut the Roc off

Now this'll be the same day that I take an L

And later on that night, it was a blizzard in hell

Yeah, Joker

Third time around, it's only gon' get worse from here, baby

Hey, let go

Maybe, hopefully, probably, possibly

No, you been looking for the best, now you got me

Greatness is here, you should already know

That I have a sick flow like my carpet had a cold

I started out losing but now I'm winning

Scarface life with an alternate ending

Beat the track up, straight wreck on the freestyle

I beat the pussy up and keep vets on my speed dial

She might not do you but she'll do me

'Cause I always get service like AT&T

And I park anywhere I feel

'Cause you can't boot twenty-eight-inch wheels, motherfucker

I roll through your hood, TEC knocking off shingles

Real unexpected like Snoop Dogg's single

People will die if I get disrespected

Fuck so many pussies up that I'm scared to get tested

Millionaire fans, number one on the checklist

I knew him back then, well, you should have invested

Chopper, semi, cock it, blast it

Kill you even if I say the same thing on your bastards

I promise that she will do anything that I ask her

Limit her vocab down to, harder and faster

You're my baby, glad I found you

'Cause dick sucking is the quality I value, yeah

Arts and crafts, ****, bend her down and fold her

In your baby mama's trunk like a damn stroller

Smoking on a blunt, .45 on my waist

I'm the only reason hood **** on MySpace

Don't worry 'bout it, baby, I am not a rookie

Straight Chinese, I ain't scared to eat pussy

And I'm 'bout to reapply my last line now

So you rappers better run 'cause my stomach just growled

See, I am an army but you can't join me

Dollar bill ****, so you can't coin me

Love 'em and leave 'em, y'all still catching feelings

I got that old money, I'm still counting shillings

Superhero flow and the beat's my villain

Even in the Sears Tower, money stacked to the ceiling

And still I rise just like a balloon

Bentley like a pirate ship, look at all those doubloons

Potential to blow like a fucking grenade

Wake your neighborhood with clapping like a fucking parade

Been street ever since the first day

And ****, I'ma die in the trap like prey

See, I'm just tryna chill in the hood, no annoyance from narco

Get rich a fuck R&B hoes like Rocko

This is genuine, that other shit was phony

I am the Rock, y'all **** jabronies

You're a hot dog, but I'm a coney

Got all this ice on me, where's my zamboni?

Hoes know me so they always wanna phone me

Latinos even bouncing, **** should've won a tony

Had my feet out the window, MJ got pissed

'Cause I had some Js on that he didn't know exist

If you tote iron, ****, then I'm busting steamers

Leave we whole face wet just like Noxzema

Leave your whole clique wet, sorta something like Katrina

But six feet deep, there'll be no FEMA

Gangster appearance, yeah, I'm about mine

It's like new cocaine how I keep a fresh line

Sweet tooth hoes wanna get in my denims

M&M jeans, keep big nuts in 'em

Pull up in a van, bitch stinking you deep

I blow doors off your shit like you came in a Jeep

And fake ass rappers, they 'bout to expire

Putting words in songs they probably learned off the Wire

I heard Pac and then I was inspired

To run this rap shit until it gets tired