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Zone For President

Let's goHere comes the Zone

Up the Ave. rollin' in his pimp Caddy

Look at him, backpackers wave

While I bump that Trick DaddyPrank-callin' Funkmaster Flex to get a playback

Fuck CD's, next year, I'm doin' 8-tracks

Video on Betamax with SMPTE on the screen

Even Hype Williams can't pimp me off the sceneRap is a slave trade, so I got the Old Maid

The only label with the phone and fax on the same line

I ain't no CEO, just a gift for rap

My cheapskate behavior keeps me rich from rap'Cause when I'm trickin' at the bar, I came in with a furnace

Called you long distance, I was bonin' cell service

Chicks hella nervous when I take 'em to eat

'Cause I'm out the door when they bring the receiptYou date me, you wish dishes for a week, I ain't bullshittin'

Even when I beat-make the Zone's bein' cheapskate

Hittin' up the dollar bill, it's all about the Washington's

You're runnin' up to freestyle? My phone bill is overdueSo I got a fee style while you smoke a bone or two

She don't like me, I'm here to stay like stretch marks

Horny, blow me in the key of f sharp

She's mad at the Zone because he's on that shitBut she's totally, completely on his dick

Hell yeah, baby, Zone Mission Part V

I return, you know how we do

We don't do no hooksYo, what I think of that kid's record?

Yo, I thought that shit was bullshit

You know what I'm sayin'?

I'm bein' straight up honest, I ain't lyin'I ain't got no time to play with y'all

But I gotta get somethin' off my chest right now

I want you to pay very careful attention

To what I'm gonna sayInternet rappers blow me, askin' for a beat tape

Cough it up, you don't know me

You went platinum in a chat room

Write, click and send

I hope your hard drive crashes

If this shit don't offendBut I been rappin' since '81, nobody cares

Talkin' 'bout belt buckles nobody wears

Try to save hip-hop, what are you insane?

I just play my part 'cause ain't a damn thing changedStill my herbs get the dime pieces, cool cats beat it

Zone's still zonin' while these fools get weeded

Still cradle-robbin', still lookin' for your daughter

Step to chicks and lose quarters 'cause my game is out of orderI be like, yo baby, yo baby, still 10 years behind

So I still do the runnin' man to keep up with the times

Still playin' Duck Hunt, [unverified] with the temptation

To spray my ex with water gats filled up with bleach, hoStill can't pop-lock, still can't graffiti write

Like five-O still ain't shit [unverified]

I still hate choruses, I sleep through hooks

Still scopin' Lucy Liu workin' off the booksStill doin' shows but wind up gettin' kicked out

Feminists are mad 'cause I called this dumb bitch out

Still hate rubbers 'cause I bone and feel nothin'

2000 somethin' suckers still frontin', frontin', frontin'Keep on talkin'

'Cause you're the only man around here who's sayin' anythin'

I'd rather not vote at all than vote for this crook

Hey, you know I am votin' for that jive-ass nigga

You damn right, damn right, damn rightYeah

I got a little message for all them cats out there

Makin' 90000 dollars a year

Still wanna download my shit off the net

Instead of buyin' the CD, you cheap bastards

Fuck y'all, yeahTo all the people that come to my shows

Who wanna turn the sound off

'Cause they got mad about a little joke

(Fuck y'all)And everybody else out there that's a waste of sperm

Your father shoulda pulled out early

Fuck y'all

I hope you die and go to hell, you lousy son of a bitch

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