Doggybag lyrics

[Verse 1]
I said it's hard to fall off, when you're comin' in first
And your mind is at one with the earth
Chubby n*gga, so I told 'em that my tummy was hurtin'
And then they found out I had a chopper under my shirt (Uh)
I'm not a star, somebody lied
But if you make another move, I'll turn this b*tch into Columbine
sh*t, I'm goin' off, bomb threat
And the rest get cut short, like a prom dress
A.D.D. got me feelin' so accomplished, you novice
I could make you one of my accomplices
Ride shotty through Gotham like Robin did
Just don't touch the gauntlets, kid
Cult classic, f*ck a four-five
Not I, I'd rather be up on cloud nine
The new 9th Wonder, Superfly Snuka of this rap sh*t
I'm flyer than a suicide jumper
And I went and boosted my confidence, from hard rock to hard knock, left the block in astonishment
Any pro tune, I'ma just have to just body it
That's for kamikazes in Nagasaki in opposite
Can't send a boy to do a man's job'cause a Tonka Truck's a Tonka Truck, doesn't matter the body kit
And any way that you cut it, I'm still monstrous, hey dude, he's in grade school, so play cool

[Interlude]
Nah, nah, I don't got that
[Verse 2]
Made fools of Einsteins and wise-guys
Since high school, my IQ's been sky high
Livin' savant when I'm spittin' these bars
Spittin' as hard as I spit it, you would injure your jaw
Dog, just to say the least of it, you tryna take over, I ethered it with my weaker sh*t
Man, I swear since day one, they couldn't kick it with the styles that I kick it, since I always been a sneaker pimp
I copped my first Jedi's and De La's at half price, sold them for double, and now I stay fly
Stylin' on 'em since I was standin' about 'Ye high, STEEZ been soarin', all you cats do is hang glide
Any questions, answered, AI
Your sh*t is irrelevant, ever since I started out the smartest kids weren't gettin' it
Questionin' how to get up on this level of excellence
I just tell 'em it's natural and they started respectin' it
But, since then, I've been givin' them trouble
You couldn't find my logic even if you was Hubble
I mean, Jay STEEZ been sick with this diction
I learned half these words in fifth grade detention
A problem child in the smartest class
Got 'em mad since they heard a prophet in my sonogram
If you ain't heard about it, you should probably ask
It's toe tags and body bags
And then we throw the scraps in the doggy bags