3-15 - Mr. Martinez lyrics

Mr. Martinez 3-15 1st Verse: Wa**up to my broskis; Wa**up to my dealers; Wa**up to my girls Everyone else just know my name around town/ Wa**up to my haters; Wa**up to my doubters; Wa**up to my exes Everyone else just listen up; don't make a sound/ Mr. Martinez don't like no basic/ Chug a Loko -don't chase it/ Coke with some Cola; it's sick like Ebola -that stimulant mixed with depressant gots my heart racin'/ And I swear I be rappin' for fun f** boys just rap for the look/ f** out my face If you think I'm a s**a, you must'a mistook/ Me for a scrub or a crook/ Truth is, I'm a spitta at heart Got sick sixteens if you need it/ Hot-headed; I'm heated/ My white boys got that work if ya feenin'; White girls if you like 'em conceited/ Don't like me, then beat it;/ Nobody payin' you to stick around/ Drank'd up and weeded Swa*ked up indeed, kid I love MJ like Parker; swear I should get a pound/ But man, I'm broke -no joke/ Thank God my peeps keep me so toked/ I'm a penny short of a Swisher; that Tropical Fusion -it gets me so stoked/ I'm the chap around town, and you merely a peasant; you less than a bloke/ Not a dude to provoke/ Done asked a few to spit for me; ignored me like "nope"/ It's like I'm playin' with kids like the Pope/ Can't f** with the man; there isn't no hope/ Blame it on p**y and hip-hop and every sheet of notebook paper that I ever wrote/ I've scribbled a lot; scrapped lots out/ Still ain't enough songs I've dropped out/ Too many Hufflepuff bubble-bu*ts I've co*ked out/ When Mr. Martinez step out the door, mean the rap machine boss out/ Watch out/ An underdog years ago; now I spit like I'm in the big leagues/ Switch these, spit schemes/ Flow 'bout to hit you's why you're flinching/ Cringing, the way that I can spit, ho/ It's Fif, yo/ Don't know what that mean? Here, take a plate; you're gettin' served/ You're buddy, too; not forgetting yours/ Take a number, but guard ya b**h -I'm gettin' hers/ Sneak disses are weak -why it never hurts/ Been quiet for a minute, but just k**ed it in a minute/ I'm feelin' kinda ill; man, I need to start a clinic/ I'm feelin' like a boss; man, I need to start a bidnis/ I'm always last to finish; girl, holla if you wit' it/