All My Peoples
Chorus //
All my rude boys, all my bad boys /
It’s time to get wild, make mad noise /
It’s time to get paid like hustlers /
And say "zugu-zu-zu" just like Busta /
All my Rude-girls, all my ladies /
Yo' lets bring the funk back like the 80’s /
Forget the if, buts or maybe’s /
We bout' to let loose go crazy
Verse One //
When I came in the game I was savaging /
Five album deal at 19 with no management /
(yeah) and the paper was stacking in /
Went to Japan, I returned and went back again /
(sayonara!) "konichiwa", I’m back again /
Twenty-five percent P.P.D. less packaging /
(yeah) and I’m store displaying in HMV /
(yeah) so between us, I understand the envy (yo)
Of these rappers when I made em' worldwide /
Turn around now they bitchin’ like a fucking Girl Guide /
(bitch) tryin’a hate but you do it on the sly /
Yours weren’t enough? Now you want my prize? /
(yeah) But why (why?) try? (try) /
You so maggot, I’m so fly (fly) /
And for those who missed it /
(yeah) I’m so fly, I’m sticking to this shit
Chorus //
Verse Two //
I’m so free, (I'm so free) I’m so D /
(I'm so D) fuck it, right about now yo' I’m so me /
(so me) I’m so middle finger and I’m so V /
(so V) If I hurt your feelings I’m so sorry /
(apologies) I’m just telling my story /
Fuck privacy, we can do this on Maury /
(T.V.) I can’t promise you glory /
But I bet you any money that the audience applaud me /
(I'm so naughty) I know I’m so naughty /
Started my record label twenty-one years from forty /
(nineteen) on tour yo' they horde me /
Back home this singer said "D can’t afford me" /
(for real?) for real? (you sure?) You sure? /
As time goes on you begging to record /
I ain't about to take my finger off pause /
(yo') you ask "why?" (why?) Because…
Chorus //
Verse Three //
(yo') I’m no flash in the pan /
So I’m not here begging ya’ll with cash in a can /
(no way) solo or backed with a band /
(uh!) I’m so Superhero, Spectacular Man /
(yo') nigga’s biting like Dracula man /
So I only write rhymes on the back of my hand /
(I'm attracting the fans) I’m attracting the fans /
For female autographs, back of the van /
(yo, yeah) got eight bars left /
(uh!) correction I’ma take seven more steps /
(uh!) correction I’ma hit six more lines /
(yeah) I’ma hit one bar five more times /
(four bars) four bars and I’m ghost /
Take away one, now three at the most /
(two bars) two bars and I’m done /
That’s it… one
Chorus //