INTRO: Dm VERSE: Twista: Dm What can I say to make you see how the fuck I be feelin' Dm Nobody can fuck with the villain because I'm one in a million Dm Really I'm better ?: I kill the competition if one of 'em willin' Dm With the backwood full of Biscotti, I be the truth up in the booth Dm And let 'em see what it can do to your body Killin' you as a hobby, I be the one to doin' it readily
Niggas are scared of me like Illuminati Dm Play time is over, it's a punisher from the ?: days Dm I'm back again, you thought it was a phase Dm And I be flowin' in magnificent ways Dm Comin' off like a semi; if you ain't hit, I bet you yo ass is grazed Dm A Windy City chief rocker Dm Since the 90s I can hit the studio and make ?: drive by Dm And leave the rider shot up Dm Bullets goin' blacka blacka when I come to shoot the block up Dm I'm apocalyptic like the way 2Pac'd spit it Dm Forever like I gotta get it, I'm goin' after the riches Dm You lookin' at a drip so vicious Dm In an era where niggas on camera actin' like bitches Dm Shit, I'm a balla, still up in the game Dm Still got the Tom Brady status with the touchdowns homie Dm Look at how I'm livin', everything is finished Dm Diamonds all up in it, and I rock a ?: down Rollie Dm Full of fetti, I'm on a mission Dm I'm with it, come get it if you feel like you got a position ?: Dm I'm articulate like a mathematician Dm And I got the arithmetic of a money magician Dm But I do it for the ?: Dm Still holdin' my own, I mean nobody ?: shit Dm It's a twister, I'm comin' with that grimy shit Dm Take it back to the summer of '96
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