[Verse 1]
Ruff'n'rugged, while I'm puffin' nugget
Mr. Nice Guy's comin' it's a must to plug it
While we're on the subject I done changed the style
It's been a little while since I released a project
Awh sh**, where them bars kid?
I got punch lines designed with hard hits
In my car lit, thinking it's a starship
Cause my BIC stays flicked like guitar picks
Steady movin' how I walk in the street
Rep' the P.D. but never talk to police
You know it's C.G. how I hop on a beat
Till you hip-hop snobs say "Gosh he's a beast!"
Then hop in ya seat hit stop 'n repeat
Find me propped on a beach with a lobster to feast
And quit your talking, cause talking is cheap
And load a [?] like a Rasta with weed
Keep the trees lit in my Japanese lit in my Japanese whip
It's so cloudy that I could hardly see sh**
I'm bumpin Three Six feelin' like I'm Jesus
Feelin' blessed like I was born with three dicks
(3 dicks?)
Please believe it, I make the crowd throw it up like bulimics
Flip a beat quick treat it like it's capsized
Or a 59FIFTY was your cap size
f** you rap guys, y'all corny
f**ing crap rhymes, y'all bore me
I just wrote the best album of my life
For cats who don't like it I'mma stab 'em with the mic
Acting like the sh**, but you lames are not
You belong up in a chamber pot
I'm known to spit fire, boy the flames are hot
And on a dis don't miss like I'm aimin' shots (bloaw)
And I don't own a Glock, but on the microphone I ain't known to stop
I'm like a flat top stove, in the zone I'm hot
So when I shoot first it's the only shot
Even stars envision, with more bars then prison
That's why going hard ain't a hard decision
I'm ready to bet it all on the cards I'm givin'
I got the pedal to the floor like the cars I've driven
You catch my drift like a stick shift
Got my name on your girls mouth like it's lipstick
Just another Triscuit, feelin' like a misfit
Checkin' off my wishlist, can I get a witness
You know who it is, Cam Groves
Stay murkin' like a pubic [?]
Yo, I'll keep rhyming till it stops
Mr. Nice Guy go and buy it when it drops