Travie McCoy - Wejusfreestylin' lyrics

Yeah! [Verse 1: Jim Paciulli] I flow nicely, you know who I be Last name Paciulli, aka Jimmy G Be a rotten Crab Apple underground MC And I do this all for love so I rhyme for free And that's just fine with me So let me tell you a lil' somethin' about my family tree I got roots from Italy, not Germany or Ireland f** guns, it's all deadly lyrics that I'm firin' My kids don't listen, to what the Don say They rattle the whole enclave like Dante From The Last Don did, grab a L, then I'm Rollin' chronic, gotta get the bomb lit son I smoke so much I got a call just to get off At the hospital they spray my lungs to get sh** off [Verse 2: Travie McCoy] Model number 051-664795 Unidentified flyin' cla**ified surveillance Sweatin' paranoia fluids and juices produces A liquid army of Battlecats With pins in they hand This world's a notebook I left my last thoughts on South America Visualizin' galaxies and starin' at stars And thinkin' how my next verse might be Written on Mars or Jupiter Most cats got cataracts in they third eye That's why I Try to focus mine With the bird's eye perspective Act like a ghetto child and get neglected Or like my fifth grade teacher disrespected Now I'm on point, and Ritalin gets all the credit Computer chips Underneath my skin so I'mma shed it That's why I Stay focused, my word is birth cause I deliver it Lyrical M-I-C-section induced by injections of Ritalin