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smartguye - the ultimate lyrics

ultimately i’m the f-ckin’ truth
it’s a lotta n-ggas trynna figure out how i do what i do
how i set da studio on fire every time i’m in da booth
and have these chciken heads after me like i run a coop
just tell ’em kick rocks, like i got steel-toed boots
i work magic with rhymes like ima russ
o, ohhhhhhh, you ain’t know that i spit
guess you sleeping on me, wipe yo mouth you gtta lil spit
really i’m the n-gga k!llin’ it, dthse other n-ggas ain’t doin sh-t
i k!ll tracks blind folded ears plugged without knowing it
just knowing that
i’m the hottest n-gga like i live on the equator
never a day in my life have i ever been a hater
got game like sega, and get green like alligators
ball like 2k
split ya wig, go get you a tupe
n-gga you a fiasco like lupe
you 2g-y
not talking happy, n-gga i’m the boss you my lackey
tell em they can feel me but don’t get 2 sappy
i get sh-t popping like acne
boils, pimples, and zits
and if you ain’t ain’t f-cking with it n-gga you can kiss my whoooooo
ha
ultimately i’m the illest
i’m the n-gga k!lling
tracks take a look at my hitlist
these n-ggas sweeter then licorice
i don’t f-ck with ’em, like i don’t f-ck with twizzlers
so sweet gimme a toothache
my n-gga who fake?
know it can’t be me or my dudes
me bein fake thats like throwin’ rocks at the moon
eating steak with a spoon
kids not watchin’ cartoons
and it snowin’ in june
i’m sure you get my point
if not look at my graph again
if you still don’t get you can kiss my -ss again
deliver like a n-gga packagin’
tell these squares get out my circle, tired of all the lattices
dude i’m rad as sh-t
k!llin’ these n-ggas softly brad pitt
and yes we the best who n-gga khaled
we n-ggas spell that backwards of course we saggin’
gotta have sp-ce for my wood like a cabin
ha
-sniff sniff-
something fishy where the salmon
something suspect camren
i mean cam’ron
you say i ain’t spitting
n-gga you d-mn wrong
i spit on every d-mn song
whats wrong with people these days
ain’t hard to see it’s a lil cliche
everybody racing 4 a spot like they running a relay
a ti te gusta eschuchar me la musica
n-ggas don’t f-ck with ya sh-t like you got the cooties bruh
kid sh-t, dirty rhymes that pig sh-t
ima lil constipated cuz n-gga i never give sh-ts
i think u gotta lil diarhhea
i don’t hear these n-ggas like whats an onomatopoeia
k!lling tracks they charging me with -ssault and battery uhhh
haha
tell ’em move b-tch get out thr way… bonecrusher
and u know thisss man chris tucker
don’t give f-cks, f-ck rubbers
k!lling sh-t i -ssure u i do that like no other
n yes i put that on my mother
if i’m wrong strike me down with lighting right now
-lighting effect-
i’m not sure if that was da rite sound
cuz a n-gga still here
so obviously i k!ll sh-t
non fiction n-gga this that real sh-t
eat tracks up every week i getta few extra meals sh-t
everybody makin’ it
and i guess i can’t do it
they say underground is better
but i wish i knew this
cuz i want the money and fame
want n-ggas recognize me and my team name
#$wagent, ultimately the n-ggas on top
you n-ggas at the bottom compare y’all 2 socks
all up in my feet
ha these n-ggas stinky
garbage as f-ck doing sh-t smaller than my pinky
got these n-ggas thinkin’
how they gon’ overcome my team
but y’all ain’t overcomin’ me
long as a n-gga goin’ green
like i’m recycling though
dope n-gga ain’t talking vicoden though
these n-ggas would like me 2 descend though
but i’m steady climbing
but it’s kinda like i’m stuck in the middle of no where
deserted island
but f-ck it, i do watever i can 2 make it
be at thr head of thr game like you aching
ball hard all pro troy aikman
u fakin’ turkey bacon
like sh-t
when this song come on be like “ohhh that’s my sh-t”

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