B-Eazy

Yeah it's known, big homey T.I. flowed the same song Same title, different state/ Same mentality that I use Eliminate the guys that try you/ Follow blueprints for survival Pop this CD in your deck let guy who's speaking guide you Excuse me if I surprised you/ and my flow just flew right by you Shit, I tried to tone it down But yet these clowns steady misguide you I sense a strange feeling niggas hating on B (I could give a f*ck!) Shit, look over to your bitch and see her nodding to the beat Nah, she nodding on me/ Your trick is oh so sleazy Flow so breezy Add a couple 0's and I will coach your CD Ghost for a small fee Produced about four beats/ Collect all your royalties Props to H-Town, I'm coming down like a spider Low, in something you played bingo with Like you was a toddler Got your stubborn momma convincing you that [Sigh] I'm your father Look I could listen to your tracks But they wack, so why bother, cause Too many niggas out, trying to be Eazy Soon they gone figure out they can't be Eazy Even if you had my MP & Motif Bitch, you could not be me/ Please believe me! Too many niggas out, trying to be Eazy Soon they gone figure out they can't be Eazy Even if you hustled for cash/ Stay with some ass Boy, you could not see me...Please, believe me! Say hello to B-Eazy: The Businessman Who is this man? None other than Brent Barge, (a.k.a. The Lyrical Murderer) Barge House, I know you heard of If not, look at the cover Boss man, understand/ Yeah, that's a handsome brother! From the gators of the gutter/ To gators in every color Linen outfit with the hat to match/ Fedora with the feather Flying by my competition/ F*ck they vision up quick! Plus I run shit, nigga/ You just run nigga, shit! I'm getting brains & knowledge Straight from your dame in college Still don't believe me? Watch how quick she hide my head like an ostrich I gotta get it, it's obvious/ Brent don't follow chickens Pop your collar if you feel this shit is hitting! I ain't spitting for a mission/ just giving you something different If you hating what I'm saying pimpin’ pay me no attention But still you can't deny it: track for track, my shit is fire! If you feel it, be quiet Thank you, and still... Too many niggas out, trying to be Eazy Soon they gone figure out they can't be Eazy Even if you had my MP & Motif Bitch, you could not be me/ Please believe me! Too many niggas out, trying to be Eazy Soon they gone figure out they can't be Eazy Even if you hustled for cash/ Stay with some ass Boy, you could not see me...Please, believe me! B-Dash-E-A-Z-Y Niggas steady try to be me, bitch and I see why B-Dash-E-A-Z-Y King of the beats and the flows/ Try to beat me, why try? B-Dash-E-A-Z-Y I'm killing all competition, can't vision me not winning, nah B-Dash-E-A-Z-Y I'll let you get the next line... Bitch! Yeah! B-Eazy. Barge House. Oh and don't think it's a diss track neither! I just had to step up to the mic & state my claim. I don't f*ck with that beef shit. I'd rather be getting money! And that's word to the choir in the background! But I'm a return back to my old, arrogant self. The classic has been made! By Any Means! Y'all already know. Dallas, TX f*ck with your boy!