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[The Chase]
Fast forwarding; His unique abilities has made him quite popular in the city and accepted but he is now bored and after more
he wants a taste of the best the city has to offer Medusa The Queen Of Vanity
[Verse 1]
My eyes is waterproof
I don't see y'all way
Familiar with my third eye, we don't see the same
I see the smoke, paint the air inside the bar
The dress is white reflecting off the light
The diamond necklace bright as stars
She approach, like an hourglass
I fix my tie, tap the cigar, flick the ash
And then we lock eyes
She say my skinny stature make her undergarments wet
Her words are dangerous but thrilling
Killing, that's Russian Roulette
This villain's a vet
No way y'all pansies got a chance, I'm cold
And drop gems the size as boulders
Get a knowledge avalanche
The simplest taste, I'm always satisfied with the best
And if I'm compared, it's Sinatra, I ain't like the rest
And I don't like to guess
Tell me now what's coming next
So I can make sure my champagne is perfect and I'm properly dressed
Street elegance, I made this my shit don't copy, it's evident
But I'm too tall for Roberto Cavalli
But I be floatin'
[Verse 2]
This floating is impeccable
My steez around level two
Around level three, the ground don't even touch my feet
See that flow right there is why y'all be lookin' weak
Remember you can still get smacked with all that gold up in yo' teeth
Even me, I'm not exempt
It matters who gets who first
The art of war is beautiful, just like you in the dirt
You couldn't be this fly if you was high inside a plane
It's not how much it cost, it's how you rock it; you just lame
While y'all ugly, ugly and looking' all awkward
All them chains and pretty cars, paw you need to just stop it
I compose with my glow, hand inside of my pocket
And I observe how y'all nerds think that y'all the ones that's poppin'
Word to Dilla, it's time for real niggas in the game, game
Game, that's my nigga
Pick a time and place and setting
You know it's a homi
What I rhyme is Clyde doing a drive by with Bonnie holding a Tommy