[Verse 1: Millz]
Uh, Sorry Tyga..
It's Millzy on this beat, straight defeat, yeah I'm through with it
They arrive on they feet, but hit they knees then I'm through with chicks
I knew ya chick, I do ya chick, it's so typical
Like there's no ground below man I'm never gon' fail
I mean fall, ball like Jeremy Lin
b**h I'm insane, all throughout not just my membrane
Spit a lot you see my phlegm change
I'm nasty, no Nancy Drew, I'm a genius i'll fancy you
With lyrics that make scholars think that I am the man at schools
I don't attend to, these rappers is just gym dudes
They sweat me, don't let me get out my bed cause I will squash dudes, ahh!
"Mr.Sosa calm down, I know you're going through some things that seem a lot now
But honestly you're sick, these half wits ain't got sh**, on you, sir
They can't see you: blur
So get back on this song, drop some dopage I could bump & please oh please.."
(CRANK THIS MOTHERfu*kER UP)
[Verse 2: Millz]
Pi-pi-pi-Pilot Posse, flyest posse
Got some shawtys, hot as Rocsi
All these mothaf**as claiming they could stop me, do it!
Like Alicia Stacey Brittany Murphy, you're not girls your breasts aren't perky
But I am very sure you motherf**ers Clueless
n***a I'm my favorite rapper, snapper, on the beat
These n***as Snapple when they speak, that's sh** is sweet
But rappers nowadays is fruity
So listen when I'm spitting I'm out this world I'm out yo' vision
And my lyrics make a n***a say my tunes is so looney
[Verse 3: Millz]
I'm creative, I'm sedated by the fame and all these haters
Who don't wanna see me make it, Cause I'm a rapist on these beats
Bi-Bi-Big Ben ho, tell yo friend friends & foes
That when I get in the game that's the en-end ho
She blow like Nitendo, 64
To see me blow up in her face like they showing clips of war on TV
To some it's a disgrace but like Em say man they're all just weenies
Well, weenies in beanies
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Millz]
I'm a k**er ain't no realer, fire spitter, dope dealer
Beat k**er, in this villa, that we call the rap game
No masturbation here but I'm feeling myself
Dudes begging for a feature cuzz they really need help
I mean i've only been rapping for a year or so, give or take
Now I'm great, & all your girlfriend blaring so
Hop up off my dicky, & let your girlfriend licky, then dippy
Cause it's M.O.B I'm 'bout my cheese like Mickey, I'm icky
I'm raw like no rubber on my stiffy
Give me a beat & it's dead for certain no iffy
Be done quick then back to your girl in a jiffy
And while she on my dicky, her friends stay on the balls like Jimmy..
Rollins, I'm a pilot I rocks b**hes well: collins
I am the sickest n***a, not considered sickest n***a
They just do not get the picture, or the picture of the picture that I see
Please just listen to me
(Acapella) [Verse 5: Millz]
Uh, I'm such a beast, no one competes
I'm at a level I can't see, Ron Jeremy can't f** with me
And luckily I'm s**y so I'm chillin' with a hotty, gorgeus face decent body
& she say she rep the posse, so she twist it up & throw it
Like a poet, I got lyrics, but fairness is what my fear is
Been f**ing 'round with depression, I know it's shocking to hear this
For some who think I'm the man, or some who think I am fearless
They don't know that this stress has been blurring up all my mirrors
Cause my eyes is teary, & my mind is weary
But when my lyrics resort to violence, it's f**ing scary
So I smoke weed like I got cancer
As I search for their questions, they wait for my answers
I'm meerly a kid with outlandish expectations
But it's crazy as I do good it only brings on hating
These n***as test my patience, they tryna make me a patient
It's f**ed up, it's racist, since I'm black I'm just another rapper
But f** it & if you listen to this and hate, you're just another actor
You're faking, you know it, your acting's getting sloppy
Cause everybody knows it's Pilot Posse who gon stop me?
NOBODY