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Yeah, you know, it be buggin' me out, you know what I'm sayin' in rap

How everybody like is usin' metaphors and all that

It seems like everybody's like a -, like some kind of metaphor freak

Some kind of metaphorical freak or somethin', man

You know what I'm sayin'? Word up, so, you know what I'm sayin'

You know, brothers wanna make a movie and all that

You know how I mean? So I figured you know what I'm sayin'?

I'd just make a little movie, with your chick involved, you dig? Check it

If you saw the movie Wall Street, I guess you know

The way I stack chips and regulate wild dough

But ain't no G-Funk and far from my era

Tales in the hood, your boys'll feel terror

MCs contaminating tracks with feces

You think I'm pussy until I flip like Species

High-tech, yep, my pen got velocity

Jumping out the SSL like Virtuosity

And never question what I'm doing to your girl

She let me dive deep like her panties is Waterworld

But are metaphors the only thing in rap?

You brothers need to stop with that, I'm going from

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound)

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound)

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound)

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound) check it

I'll make the speed like I'm Keanu Reeves

But too many true lies can make a honey bleed

She said, I know you want this, ghetto Pocahontas

I got higher learning and banging gets monotonous

Her ass was classic, cheeks was Jurassic

Serving her justice, poetic the way I lasted

I touch ground real witty with my lyrics

Make her talk in tongue and feel the Holy Spirit

Hear it, pull it like strings, got mad cats to swing

When I do my thing, my balls are hairy like The Lion King

I'm in the jungle laying down my Mack

You brothers need to chill with that, I'm going from

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound)

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound)

(Take me away) uh, you think I won't boo?

(Take me away) uh, you think I can't boo?

(Take me away) uh, you think I won't boo?

(Take me away, broken down to his very last compound)

Uh, you think I can't boo?

It's kinda like miniature satellites floating in closets

Spying in pockets (y'all like)

Jumping out of a helicopter into a football stadium filled with cotton candy

We! Ha-ha-ha, you know what I mean? Word up

(Broken down to his very last compound)

So your man got a good job loving you so much

Boss on his back coming home like, "What the fuck?"

But you be on his side through the thick and all the thin

That's when LL come in

Blast her ass like Apollo 13, sugar dipped in cream

Popping Dom in every direction, what a scene

He can't understand your best friend's plan

Running game while you chill with the demolition man

Good love, mad fun, tight hugs and flowers

I have your girl running off to fake, baby showers

Better get down for your crown at home

I got her standing on the bed, getting closer to the drop zone

Some brothers won't appreciate that

Ain't it scary when you meet a real mack? Let's run it back

See the flavor's in my lifestyle, chill, don't even lie to me

Balls are lethal weapons, dick a menace to society

You ain't a playa hater, kid, you took her off restriction

I make her tell lies and knock the pulp out of fiction

Kid, you know I'm game tight, when you hit it tonight

I hope she scream my name right

Oh, that's word is bond, kid, you know why? I'm going from

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound)

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound)

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound)

Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good? (See how it sounds? A little unrational)

(Broken down to his very last compound) check it

Hollis to Hollywood, I'm a sun you up, hurray up

I'ma sun you, you know what I'm sayin'

Hurray you say, you know what I mean?