* mixtape freestyles aren't normally published, but this one is a specific response to Ether by Nas and noteworthy as such [Intro: sample singing from Nas Got Urself A Gun] (Woke up this morning) Uh oh!!!! (You got yourself a gun) Yeah, I got myself a gun, uh oh!!! Yeah, I got myself a gun, Brooklyn stand up!!! I got myself a gun [Verse 1] But really I don't need the heat Your heart pump project Kool Aid you sweet nigga I don't got a 2 way you gays This is not beef this is rap homey, I don't have a scratch on me You feel Jay soft rip Jay off Damn I'm only worth over a hundred million Look I got beef with like a hundred children Niggas with pink suits, tryin to get cute You a little outta line homey, don't let the nine hold me Put you out your mind homey, shit just rhyme homey Kick your little lies I kick my real facts Like you sneakin out the back of the source sound lab Huh, we wasn't chasin you, we had a tapin too We came through to do our one two thing It wasn't a Roc-A-Fella come through thing Cause if it was on like that niggas would come through Queens With Queens niggas you know how I do Look, I got more shooters in Queensbridge than you Niggas will tie you up on the colliseum roof And open beer bottles off the boy chipped tooth, look here [Chorus] I got myself a gun, uh oh!!! Yeah, I got myself a gun [Verse 2] Listen, I'm the J, the A to the fuck this broad Nigga never sold aspirin how you Escobar? Had to buy your chain back last time you got robbed The nerve of this coward nigga oh my god And I know rap rumors are in the windows I bring em to ya live lift up your windows Let the public peek in to your dirty laundry Y'all don't wan't me to continue HOV!!! [Chorus: sample from Dr. Dre f/ Knoc-turn'al Bad Intensions] Super ugly!!!.....(Cause I don't give a fuck) All I really know is your hoe wants to be with me, and she ain't playin And what I'm sayin (She creeps with me) And sleeps, between the sheets [Verse 3] Me and the boy AI got more in common Than just ballin and rhymin get it, more in Carmen I came in your bentley backseat, skeeted in your jeep Left condoms on your baby seat Yeah nigga the gloves is off, the love is done It's whatever, whenever, however nigga one And since you infatuated with sayin that gay shit Yes you was kissin my dick when you was kissin that bitch Nasty shit, you though I was bonin Vanette You callin Carm a hundred times I was bonin her neck You got a baby by the broad you can't disown her yet When does your lies end? When does the truth begins? When does reality set in or does it not matter? Gotta hurt I'm your baby mama's favorite rapper And ask your current girl, she knows what's up Holla at a real nigga cause nigga (I don't give a fuck) [Chorus: sample from Dr. Dre f/ Knoc-turn'al Bad Intensions] All I really know is your hoe wants to be with me, and she ain't playin And what I'm sayin (She creeps with me) And sleeps, between the sheets
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