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jigga what? jigga who?
See how I was flowin on my last cassette?
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I got
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
I won't be ignored
Hear me out now
She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked with friends
Like it or not
You know your favorite, I know it made you sick
So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke
I won't be ignored
I can't feel
shots with the fo'-fo'
Motherfukkers better duck when the fool spit
I am a little bit insecure
you gonna lead the vocal in, right?
Rapid-fire like I'm blastin a Tec, never jam though
You're gonna listen to me
inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly
But it's like no matter what I do
The same place where the rhymes is invented
Don't turn your back on me

Now I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it
Just happened to be a pimp
Face away and pretend that I'm not
Now
I am a little bit of loneliness
I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, "Shit..
The way I did before
I can't convince you for once just to hear me out
Got a condo with nothin but condoms in it
Right now
Turn your back like you always do
But I've never had a doubt
So I let go watching you
This damage anymore
I am what you never wanna say
Time won't heal
Now she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty
I can't convince you to just believe this is real
Motherfukkers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous
jigga what?
there's a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!"
-= Linkin Park & Jay-Z - Jigga What & Faint =-
A little bit of disregard
So I let go watching you
Cause you don't understand, I do what I can
She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again
And now you're, actin raw but you never had war
Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full clip
Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe
Left holes through some guy clothes
I hate my high youth, no niggaz wanna buy you
All night get you wide up inside the telly
See the ***** layin shocked when the bullet hit
Never get high, never run out of ammo
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
But I can't help the fact
What a tragedy
Niggaz hatin and shit cause I slayed your bitch
Faggots runnin to the Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
I am what I want you to want, what I want you to feel
A little unconfident
One shot could make a ***** do a full flip
But see me I wanna fuck for free
That everyone can see these scars
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Handful of complaints
But sometimes I don't make sense
It's like no matter what I do