Evan37- MegaMan Freestyle (Tha Carter 4)
Channel: Evan37Music
Date: 21/09/2011

Lyrics:
End of summer kush that wake and bake
Burnin out the days, till them ashes go disintegrate
Hell, I've been on this plane, and It's only going Eastside
Evan37, yup I stand on the supplier side.
Paul Revere independent flow, pussies can't fit in my britches
If you laughin at me, man I swear I'll leave you all in stitches
Have you write up three wishes, burn it in your face bitches
Melt your world down, man you gonna need your face lifted.
Same for all these broads, they mouths drop when I am on they feed
Gonna need a shovel to get at me, I'm pretty far from that DMV
But I'm still reppin bitch, I ain't ax you so don't question me,
Ax-ually I am DMZ, and I'm getting dollars like Buckwheat.
Wait Up, Time to Trade Up
You don't change your lifestyle then it's caged up,
Been raised up to walk through the rains,
Ignore the stains, avoid the lames
Bear the pains, but never share the syringe
So Woke up swimming with a bone the size of Tyra Banks,
Notice I didn't care about the subject, matter, time, or place
I don't believe in nothing, so I'm also up to something,
I don't gotta dig your set, but I'm straight for free lunchin.
Them haters can't touch me, ooh they call me de-ranged
I'm Michelin Man big, I cannot be contained
Maybe de-tained, yeah this boys got no shame
Means there's no fuckin with me, my spirit has been drained.
Yee, I'm gonna die someday, and so are you!
But I'm leagues better san, so bite my shoe
Yeah bitch, drop your ass in I-95 pit
You Hooked up to IV, now you gotta retrace it.
Don't give a fuck about these women, no diamonds for these ladies,
Bitch I'm colder than ice, like Sidney Crosby in his heyday,
You gotta shine in your stint, cuz all the news is so lately,
So I'm stomping on these other motherfuckers like babies.
Somethings you forgot to do, till its your last day
How bout I, cut your head off, use your skull as an ashtray
In a class of my own, you can't qualify or judge it,
I supply more flame, than a military budget.
A third world war, won't commence till ya barter,
She gave me good brain, like she done graduate from Harvard,
Chillin in the club, my sharks swimming in the deep side,
Ask the owner who runs it, looks at us and says these guys.
It's been a long summer, but now I'm back on my grind,
No looking back Blockbuster, ain't got no time to re-wind,
No budgin, got a dozen lunchin on this frame of mind,
Take a picture vivid, before you black out from this wine.
I'm Chris Farley re-LIVEd
Staring at you red-eyed
I'm a crazy motherfucker, with NO-thing designed
Screw that bitch that just blew me, Lil Weezy don't sue me
My words will skull fuck ya, like a Serbian movie,
Step up to me I just laugh, Yall be living in the past,
Henry David Fuckin Thoreau couldn't understand my path.
Thoroughly been advised,
And that's word to your demise,
A world couldn't hold my fucking
Ambition, Analyze.