Get The **** Off My ****

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my art or my *****

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my car or my crib

Avant-garde with this ****, get your jaws off my ****

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my car or my crib

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my art or my *****

Avant-garde with this ****, get your jaws off my ****

Yeah, I ain't taking no more calls,

Might think bout calling it quits

Press is trying to block my blessings,

No more talking to Vince

NPR and XXL man I can't tell which is which

Mr. Mark, I think my label need a marketing switch

Hold up, switch the flow up, I won't roll for nothing

Rappers ho up, then they blow up, guess who do the ****ing?

VMA and Grammy snubbing

Not walking through no clubs,

Homie you can keep your money

It don't do nothing for me

Heard they looking for me yeah, you'se a dummy yeah

Have somebody find your body parts, run and run it yeah

Ay bay bay, ain't for play

Steal the steaks, steal the Wraith

(And them Wraiths is ugly by the way,

We see you got money to spend but none the less)

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my art or my *****

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my car or my crib

Avant-garde with this ****, get your jaws off my ****

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my car or my crib

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my art or my *****

Avant-garde with this ****, get your jaws off my ****

I'm from Ramona, no school diploma

We caught him slipping, he in a coma

You got two choices, lose your life or your persona

I still hear voices from them nights I hit them corners

Walked through the MoMA

Just did the feature, hit the scene, and blew the quota

I might call Toshiyuki Kita for the sofa

Might save my Nike check and spend my Coca-Cola

Don't count my packets, pocket rocket then you tow up

Time to glow up from the flow up how I came

You don't know my pain,

***** don't act like you don't know my name

Don't record me man,

***** you see me trying to board this plane

Don't you touch my frame,

Still the one who bust you in the brain

I don't **** with fame, you don't see me in no ****ing chains

Ain't no ****ing slave, Def Jam make 'em put me on no pay

This the sound I made, won't nobody knock me off my wave

I'm the god in this, **** up off my ****

(Get the **** off my ****)

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my art or my *****

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my car or my crib

Avant-garde with this ****, get your jaws off my ****

Get the **** off now, get the **** off my ****

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my car or my crib

Hard to tell which one more perfect, man my art or my *****

Avant-garde with this ****, get your jaws off my ****