There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with my friend proof
That if I went gold, I’d go right through the roof
He said what If I went platinum, I’d just laugh at him
That’s not happening, that I can’t fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide later,
I’m living in a house with a f*cking elevator

[Verse 1]
Haters getting mad, they done had enough of shady
You slay me, nothing you say matters enough to touche me,
Rappers try to play me, they use Hailie as a ukulele
Woopsa a f*cking daisy
That’s an honour who even she knows dada’s f*cking crazy
F*cking animal, cookoo, bananas, f*cking AP
Maybe it’s because I never had a mother raise me
F*ck around and throw a baby at another baby
You may think it’s cause of the way that I was brought up
But it’s all caught up to me now, palm is in the waters
Every line I ever said has got me in a corner
You might think it doesn’t creep upon ya, but it all does
You wouldn’t listen man, I tried to warn ya when you started
Now your brains all horny cause of all the sh-t you thought of
Chainsaw slaughters turn your daughters into sawdust
I never thought it’d come to this, I outta just be honest but


[Verse 2]
Sorry Lance, Mr. Lambert and Aiken ain’t gonna make it
They get so mad, when I call them both fake it’s
All these f*cking voices in my head I can’t take it
Someone shut that f*cking baby up, ‘for I shake it
You’re standing adjacent to Jason’s last slut, they’re facing
Together makes ‘em, a f*cking bad combination
I lashed at the doctor in my last operation
Shoved the weiner snitzel up his ass, hopped away some-
body please stop the patient, get the cops to mase him
Homie, I’m the shizer, pass doctor dre some
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I can’t leave the game, I just can’t walk away son
No not-a now, not a chance, not today son
I can’t believe I leave for one brief second
You p*ssy queef all over the rap game, naked
And use a leaf to wipe up the crap stains, feck it
I just keep saying the same exact saying, check it


[Verse 3]
Elevator in my house, I’ll smell ya later
I blew the f*ck up, a hamster in a microwave-I
Think about an escalator now, steps, I hate ‘em
Told the neighbor step away, then I just pepper sprayed ‘em
Yeah, for every time you ride down the street
Or hideout, drive by my house and beep
Like now mother f*cker, try now to sleep
Lie down mother f*cker, try countin’ sheep
And you’re tryna find out, why now there’s beef?
Mase in your face bitch, cry now p-ssy
This is my house, all nine thousand feet
So you can suck my d*ck with Amy Winehouse’s teeth
Then I shove ‘em in the elevator, take ‘em to the top
Stand above em,just to cut the f*cking cable, let ‘em drop
Walk an hour to the damn f*cking refrigerator, get a pop
While I let ‘em fall all the way to the basement yelling stop!


F*cking son of a bitch, I can’t believe this shit
This must be all that there is, this must be it
F*ckin-A even got a potato
Wash my ass after I shit with gold toilet paper
Dishwasher’s so big, when I’m pissed off
I can just toss a flying saucer in it
This shit’s awesome, yeah, f*cking elevator
Living in a house with a f*cking elevator


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