Woodstock '99 Lyrics

I do this shit all day I stay dialed

Everybody chased the same style

I'm the greatest out of St. John's

You can't debate it cause I ain't wrong

All these rappers are my brainchild

Take a shot at me I stay calm

I'm comparable to King Kong

Ain't got shit on me and you got stains on

Your fuckin pants, mans afraid huh?

Coming up in last place again huh

I'm puffin gas to the face non stop

Strum an axe, melt your face off

I just wanna quit my day job

Lowkey hoping I get laid off

You know I rock it, bout to take off

And I don't be talking all that fake stuff

I'm about to go break stuff

Woodstock 99 chaos

A decade in the game ain't paid off yet

So why the fuck do I still make stuff

I really need to create cause

The high that it gives me a great buzz

The vibe and the feelings contagious

So why don't you give me a break bruh

Why don't you give me a break bruh?

Why don't you give me a break bruh?

I don't read the fine print, I redefine it

I free my mind then I redesign it

Got yall resigning, I'm feeling fine

But my weed is dying, I need a light

You don't need to like this, you can despise it

Just as long as you recognize it

Clean my bong after twenty five hits

Why am I like this?

I'm really bout to ignite this

I hit nitrous

I been nice wit it

No advice, just been rolling dices and smoking nice spliffs

Hold the mic with commanding presence

I'm a bad Lieutenant, I'm demanding penance, imma hand the sentence

I'm the man and menace

Thought you had the answer and you stand corrected