Shit, this is love? Man, if this is love right here I sure wouldn't wanna see hate Fuck that [Verse 1:] Man, you jealous-ass niggas just make me laugh Nah, fuck that; all of y'all just make me yawn Goin' on and on about my rap style But it's gonna take a little while for this black child to back down I'm giving you all my balls and my ass to kiss Y'all really got some audacity Half of these niggas talk shit like an ass with lips The other half don't even know the half, so take a class bitch Lesson one: I love it when you diss me I've been gone so long, you must've missed me Lesson number two: you gotta find something better to do Go rob a bank, bust a nigga's head, sell drugs dude Whatever ignorant niggas do, you need to do it Talk about me 'til your face turns blue, I give two shits Oh, just because I sample soul music I'm a biter? Nah muh'fucka, I ain't new to this I wish I knew this many people would've been on my dick, though It's making me sick, they're talking slick Yo you never thought I'd bust back Why you got a grudge that you ain't budgin' from Nigga where's the love at? [Chorus:] These cats down south Don't know what they're talking about When they start runnin' their mouth It makes me wanna shout I'm trying to count A hundred mil' and be out No doubt Where's the love nigga [Bridge: Danny! talking] Yo man, stop the beat 'Quest 'Fore these haters start mumblin' again Start poppin' all that shit "Oh he's tryin' to be the next Kanye West" Sit your monkey-ass down I've been doing this shit for like, how long now? These cats are really pushing my buttons right now Man, nobody wanna see me get angry I swear, y'all don't wanna see me get angry Y'all need to be gone from my sight, man For real, you need to fuckin' fly away from me right now Shit, let me rock, man let me do my thing Fuck outta here [Verse 2:] Maaaan, y'all remind me of some gossipin' girls All that chit-chit-chatterin' behind my back Wanna nit-pick at him like my rhymes is wack And get a stiff dick everytime I write a track Never mind the fact that my beats made your mother do a backflip Why the hell these haters had to diss me on that tip? Talkin' this shit and that shit Lookin' for a fat lip? Well, catch Oh, now I'm gay 'cause I don't talk to bitches All the tricks they got up their sleeve is just ridiculous Can I get a witness? (amen) Steady schemin' tryin' to break my heart Or take me apart; nigga I ain't gay, I'm SMART What, I'm gay 'cause I don't wear baggy jeans, nigga? You don't know what a faggot means, nigga Take a look in the mirror I'll bet your homo-vision get real clearer I'm just laughin' at you Ran up in the tabernacle Niggas looking at me fruity like a bag of apples with a dash of Snapple But oh no, niggas callin' ME gay Just because I don't speak, nigga fuck what he say Or she say or them say, if I don't speak it means I don't like you, get some hair on your chest nigga Arrogant, yes...homosexual, no As if I really had to say the shit, but I'm just lettin' you know