Too Much

Some say I'm strange 'cause they not in my range

But the hood love me 'cause the Kid is just too much

Why we all can't get along, dog?

Don't make me get ugly, fall back, buddy

You're doing too much

Fakes and frauds, biased laws, loose lips and jaws

Can't ignore it, y'all, it's just too much

Mad scams, slick broads and cats trying to beat me

Greedy for grands, we jump out fans, we too much

Ghetto music composer, bringing your soul closure

World's biggest mic soldier with little exposure

Dogs, they should've told you it's about to go down

It's organized, I was bolo, solo on this go-round

Hip-hop Sasquatch, rock blocks and watch cops

Like a copper watch crack spots and chop shops

Spin a mean machine, gun sixteen at the industry fiend

Like crack fiends in the borough of Queens (Too much)

Feel your blood percolating, they hating

Verbally burn 'em and return 'em to Satan

I'm higher learning, busting shots from the roof with something German

A brain of a Lamborghini, my wheels keep turning

Flex to my high-tech weapon effects

Lex put me on deck, wrote checks and told me take it to the next

Your bubblegum raps got the game wet like sex

Get stretched or accept these threats

Now how about some hardcore? Fuck gimmicks

My lyrics is cracking, I ain't leaving

The block until the whole pack's finished

Flex my muscle like Popeye to get spinach

Watch wack rappers diminish, uh

Take it too far, I'm in your mouth like a dentist, grimace

Enemy of the state, consider the menace

Sinister fact that I'm in this, back and forth like tennis

In one breath, why you sweating? 'Cause it's hot to death (Too much)

Some say I'm strange 'cause they not in my range

But the hood love me 'cause the Kid is just too much

Why we all can't get along, dog?

Don't make me get ugly, fall back, buddy

You're doing too much

Fakes and frauds, biased laws, loose lips and jaws

Can't ignore it, y'all, it's just too much

Mad scams, slick broads and cats trying to beat me

Greedy for grands, we jump out fans, we too much

Hood, feel me on this, this for my beer drinkers, fuck Cris'

Got enough lip to float, my dogs up north fist

Loyal to the real code of the streets, we don't snitch

Period, but cats is acting like fish

Come home fronting like you really did some shit (Too much)

Oddest now, your story got a twist

You went to jail for smacking and calling shorty a bitch

And that's it, homie, get your life together

Respect your woman regardless that I pipe her better

Your game is numb, now you got a slight vendetta

With the Kid, long as you ain't trying to swipe the cheddar

It is what it is, embrace taste with elevation

Racing against time in this place of revelation

Rock club, how they used to rock in the basement

Need somebody sane to run this nation, what? (Too much)

Some say I'm strange 'cause they not in my range

But the hood love me 'cause the Kid is just too much

Why we all can't get along, dog?

Don't make me get ugly, fall back, buddy

You're doing too much

Fakes and frauds, biased laws, loose lips and jaws

Can't ignore it, y'all, it's just too much

Mad scams, slick broads and cats trying to beat me

Greedy for grands, we jump out fans, we too much

Uh, Nasty Habits

Too much

2004, Yeah

Uh, too much