[Verse 1]
Black ugly as ever, however
(I'm the mack with the craft) man I breeze through this cheddar
(I'm a boss) you softer than lamb skin leather
I do it for my niggas in the can holding letters
(But of course) me fall for a bitch, no never
Keep my hoes in clothes, shit but no dough
When I got a bitch I got a bitch
Top model bottom bitch, you 'bout rock bottom
Shit, used to cop bricks now you back to bottling shit
Chasing fiends over dollars and shit
Niggas jump ship, couldn't weather the storm
Now it's somewhere where the weather is warm
Black sand beaches, now you gotta watch us ball
From a distance like fans in the bleachers
Uh, send out rest in pieces to Big
They finally got the sevens with the features
Proud to be shotgunning with Lil Ceasar
I don't like the way they played Kim in your feature
But who am I to speak on it?
At least she stood up tall, man these rap rats'll squeak on it
Nowadays these jail frogs'll leap on you
He'll ask for no indictment if you sleep on him
I don't see how niggas speak to him
Walk the yard with him, play cards with him, even eat with him
[Chorus]
They say I'm crazy, say I'm loco
'Cause I drink that purple seal
But you do you and I do me
'Cause what I eat don't make you shit
You hypocritical wannabe niggas
Please stay out my lane
See Sigel's just what they call me
But you niggas know my name
It's M-1, bitch
[Verse 2]
Two circles, a fistful of pills
Eyes damn near closed, still working the wheel
Two hundred grand Sedan pusha
(I like to just kill a man) bumping in the woofers
'Fore I hit the mash, jig may gussa
Knowing if I die in the state I'm in the cooker
Still stretching up the I-95
Recession in the deck with a trunk full of time
Family man still, handyman skills
Keep a hammer, who the first to get nailed?
Y'all niggas on them Candyland pills
You eat up, I'm two letters up, G'd up
Please say something my dear
I know for surely you ain't scared, mon frère
Whoa, was that uh-uh to I hear?
No, you don't want nothing 'round here
So go, 'fore we get to cutting 'round here
These boys go plum straight nuts around here
I suggest you get to ducking 'round here
'Fore them guns go dut-dut-dut-dut-dut around here
[Chorus]
They say I'm crazy, say I'm loco
'Cause I drink that purple seal
But you do you and I do me
'Cause what I eat don't make you shit
You hypocritical wannabe niggas
Please stay out my lane
See Sigel's just what they call me
But you niggas know my name
It's M-1, bitch
[Verse 3]
It's the bully, yeah I used to take niggas' lunch money
Even to date now, niggas still run from me
I got a young bitch, say she want something from me
A smut bitch, only want some cum from me
A dumb bitch, can't get bubblegum from me
A nice chick, all she wanna do is love me
Keep my belly chubby, call me her hubby
Nice with the chicken and the rice and the curry
See through my fake friends in a hurry
Say I got three at best, the rest can scurry
Had to put her to rest, boo don't worry
I'm a gangsta so very, my vision ain't blurry
Por favor mi amor so heavy
Your boy top score big ticket like Kevin
He Bruce Almighty playing God, Jim Carrey
And he don't really want no drama like Larry
[Chorus]
They say I'm crazy, say I'm loco
'Cause I drink that purple seal
But you do you and I do me
'Cause what I eat don't make you shit
You hypocritical wannabe niggas
Please stay out my lane
See Sigel's just what they call me
But you niggas know my name
It's M-1, bitch
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