niggaz know I come equip when I whip them Thangs change, everything has changed You say how can I make these dirty raps Number one albums, back to
freak in the mini skirt She can dance real nasty all the boys like her You can handle like a dog but you won't get game You'll only get dog fake number
in the snap As I sat up in the cut just for waiting my chance To solicit Sauncerea for a private dance Yo, I could still remember seeing days in the
corner while you parle with dun I clap you, I clap him, and that's rule number one Suckin' my dick, and I don't give a fuck what you spit Who you are
The episodes of yore are never to return Scare up some hope, you're gonna need it just to cope You are the decision, numbers don't lie When you bite
I Hit The Airport You Next To Over Seas I Can Smell The Palm Trees Guess I'm Just A Grass Hopper Attracted To All Green Now Listen To Al Green To Bring out The Old Days
press though they wanna see me stress counting money and staying relevant make me know the difference between family and relatives I beg the Lord show me a path snakes are
if you want but don't say I don't deserve it Understand the position I played then Understand the transition I made then Go and picture me back in the days
your cards all right you?re on A?s you make my nights so bright you?re my days you took me out of the maze you are number one [CHORUS][DAPPY] see i don?t understand how you?re number
rather chill here underneath these towers, But nor do I wanna go in jail and me have to look back, Everytime Im in the showers, Are you mad? Ive got a number
beside the fire It's been a long winter We got a lot in common Cover our heads as they split the atom All of our days are numbered I take in some comfort
to make this failing heart continue to beat So open your mouth and the smoke pours in It tastes so lonely we are so bored Just breathe in the numbness
tell him he had a sense Of color and composition so magnificent And he said, "Thank you, please but your flattery Is truly not becoming me, your eyes are poor You are
all right, you're an ace You make my nights so bright, you're my days You took me out of the maze, you are number one See I don't understand how you're number
is solo, runnin' the whole game That's bullshit, like cops never sniffed Cocaine But I'm takin' on all comers, droppin' bombers Reducin' numbers, makin
cold, baby (As cold as can be) Damn, this is a cavi beat I feel like takin' time on this beat To smash you all But teachers are supposed to teach So
Back in the days when I was tryin' to come up in the rap game Livin' like a [unverified], bustlin' spare change Drivin' a bucket, livin' in a shack Tryin
an underdog, a no threat A NASCAR jockey, a rookie, a wannabe Still wet behind the ears, a red-line revver Just a-jammin' his gears, there are those that are