Lil Wayne

I hate this,
And I don't walkin around looking for it ya know
But yesterday it seems just wonder around till it found me you know like
Gossip found me
Then why don't you try prove it
How?
You don't know how to prove it,
Well what you just you do is..
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop,
Stop hatin on a n*gga that is a weak emotion
The lady of a n*gga
And You can get tip like you waitin on a n*gga
Put a body bag in the apron on a n*gga
I give my all behind the mic
But you could never see if you sit behind the light
You don't have to pick me
To win the title fight
But I'm gonna win a championship belt so tight
And if I'm wrong there is no right
And if I'm wrong there is no white
I'm triin to be polite
But you bitches in my hair like the fuckin po-lice
My flow is rare
There's other rappers nice
These other rappers bark
Some other even bite
But I'm much more bright
I give the game sight
So before you dim the light
You just might might wanna
Think it over, think it over, ooo think it over baby
Stop!
Stop analyzing
Criticizing
You should realize
What I am is 'n start epitomizing
Confident
Got the heart of the biggest lion
Confident like fuck em all
Pull out my dick and ride it
My flow sick so sick its like my shit is dyin'
It rains a lot in my city
Cuz my city's cry's'
'cuz my cities dyin''
But I emerge from all of that