Lyrics Mad Hatter - Pats feat. The Kyd
This
picture
ain't
about
to
be
pretty
I
ride
for
my
city
like
Diddy
I
pity
a
fool
We
eat
plenty
of
food
at
my
table
No
label
cus
I'm
independent
The
nicest
recommended
I'll
sing
at
your
wedding
Have
you
feeling
22
like
Mike
Redding
I
put
the
ING
just
for
the
rhymery
Oh,
the
irony,
nobody
used
to
wanna
hire
me
Now
I'm
settin'
sail,
we
straight
to
the
top
Yachts
and
model
crotch,
PK
we
callin'
ya
flop
Rhymes
will
make
ya
bubble
pop,
mouths
drop,
we
settin'
mouse
traps
for
the
haters
More
smoke
than
Dion
Waiters
You
can
no
longer
debate
us
Get
loud,
turn
the
system
up
Bring
a
money
truck
cus
the
flow
deluxe
You
fuckin'
with
the
wrong
dude
Bout
to
get
rude,
I'm
crude
Find
you
on
the
news
New
shoes,
who
dis
New
phone,
who
dis
Diss
and
get
dismissed,
homie
Diss
and
get
dismissed,
bitch
PK
You
want
war?
Let's
beef
You
wanna
chill?
Come
reach
Either
way
I
gotta
feed
these
motherfuckin'
streets
PK
Ouuuuu,
think
they
scared
now
Can
never
tear
me
down,
imma
make
the
city
proud,
family
prouder
Fuck
ya
prada
shades
I
rap
better
in
the
sun
anyways
Plus
I
lose
my
shades
every
fuckin'
day
Ugh,
what
a
thing
it
is
Rap
game
on
a
sedative
Beg
for
mercy,
let
the
peasant
live
You
in
the
presence
of
a
gift
Open
the
box,
what's
inside
Divide
and
conquer,
PK
straight
bonkers
Bully
beats
back
to
their
lockers
I'm
fully
booked
like
a
sold
out
concert
Lookin'
for
sponsors
I
think
they
comin'
just
ask
about
me
Get
loud,
turn
the
system
up
Bring
a
money
truck
cus
the
flow
deluxe
You
fuckin'
with
the
wrong
dude
Bout
to
get
rude,
I'm
crude
Find
you
on
the
news
New
shoes,
who
dis
New
phone,
who
dis
Diss
and
get
dismissed,
homie
Diss
and
get
dismissed,
bitch
PK
Get
loud,
turn
the
system
up
Bring
a
money
truck
cus
the
flow
deluxe
You
fuckin'
with
the
wrong
dude
Bout
to
get
rude,
I'm
crude
Find
you
on
the
news
New
shoes,
who
dis
New
phone,
who
dis
Diss
and
get
dismissed,
homie
Diss
and
get
dismissed,
bitch
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