3rd Person

Bo Chapo (uh-uh, uh) The one and only Big Creature What else? It's stretch gang Heavy press gang (press) If this was a multiple choice test More or less, D, all the above Let them select James (Boldy blocks) Finessed all of my plugs 'fore the connect came (been known) Had the Audemar flooded Did the Patek plain Was fuckin' Hollywood bitches Now I'm on to my next fling The best thing about it all is how I'm zest clean With thirty foot tall ceilings wakin' up on the west wing Had to meet Cheen on the East Off Hubbard and Met Told me when he OT Pull up on G or gon' bump into smack (bro bro) Besides this, ain't been on shit Tryna run up the racks Look at my whip I ain't copped this with no money from rap You never cooked or whipped the 'caine Took a brick from a lame Niggas ain't puttin' in no pain Nobody slid yet (why not?) Who really pressin'? Niggas snitchin', should've said less (nerd) 2:27', realest niggas out the midwest What else? (what else?) They never even seen my face in person (oh, man) Told a statement to them people Wrote his name in cursive Got him in line, but my pieces willin' to take it further All of the charges that I beat would only make it worse (swear to God) How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (I did) How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (uh) My daughter and my son need me, so I can't desert 'em (what else?) How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (uh-uh, let's get it) Not to mention, in dedication I done saved lives On two different separate occasions I was grazed twice (God bless) Wish I could say the same for him He couldn't catch a break (tried) He hesitated, now that nigga in a better place (amen) They knew as soon as I got out They always actin' friendly (skrrt) He boostin' on his body count I call him Captain Planet Tellin' turtle, that ain't my gun Somebody had to plant it Learned from the last run to, never take the bag for granted Broke Aunt Denise a fifty piece She wanted half a gram (I got you) They come and get their fix from me I'm like a trap mechanic (pull up) My plug from Argentina (bueno) His bro was half Hispanic (Pedro) Threw me a ki' for a feature, want me to rap in Spanish (yeah) Front my right hand the pack (ayy) Because he slap the hardest Hit me with a block of china white I had to Jackie Chan it (skrrt) That Rolls hoggin' up two lanes Where I had to park it (do it) Can't put no stock clips on my glicko This bitch aftermarket, it's on They never even seen my face in person (oh, man) Told a statement to them people Wrote his name in cursive Got him in line, but my pieces willin' to take it further All of the charges that I beat Would only make it worse (swear to God) How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (I did) How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (uh) My daughter and my son need me, so I can't desert 'em (what else?) How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (uh-uh, let's get it)