From the 2006 mixtape: Ya Mama's Favorite Mixtape You a blip on the radar/I'm the radar radius/Prayed to God still lost/Chi turnin' em atheist/Back in forth pacin' on how to enhance greatness/But how do you evolve to be greater when you the greatest/Nigga the trials and tribulations/Don't be fooled by the imitations/Self proclaimed rappers/Applause for yours truly turn em off like the clapper/I'm the ceremony master/The unnatural disaster/Downloaded on mp3 will leave your files more corrupt then a pastor/You a sitcom star/Que the laughter/These comedians/Soft as Betty Crocker with the wrong ingredients/I got a stack cake complex/Rock a chef hat/Bor-archi/Dis em like club night with no id/Rap's bouncer/Every ounce of my being is emcee'n/Fresh in the game a newborn and raisin' hell like i'm teethin'/Rhyme for one reason/World domination through the four seasons/Straight beastin'/Till the scores even/Let's bring the underground over nigga
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