bug gin out 09

Yo, Microphone Check 1 2 what is this?
Con took a check from every boss in the business
You cant be mad at me, thanks for having me
Im from the same borough as Mobb Deep and Tragedy
Might be on Chelsea lately because of all the fame
So I spit a little game, maybe let her with a chain
Because styles upon styles upon styles is what I have
Im dropping 20,000 when Im up on 5th ave
I wear Dior sneakers because the boys getting cash
And when we in the club, yeah I swing a Louis rag
When it comes to the devils , Im not a half stepper
To pass **** is speedier than graffiti on the leather
Refuse to compete with BS competition
That couldnt get signed if they had a petition
I never walk streets thinking its all about me
But I know ****** scheming so its under the seat
I just try my best not to dumb on out
A Tribe with the Cud so you must be buggin out

Yo, a few new stations, put me in rotation
Theyve embraced the martian, congratulations
Now my knots is too too thick
Bruskies running up asking me to do their favourite hit
With finesse, spit a verse and occasionally I blurt out
Ill strike a chord, and you can thank the lord
As I go in between the glitz and the glam
Listen my submission is the wishes of the fam-o
As a segway, I am alone
Im trying to get mine, and you should go and get your own
Smoking my **** because its therapy for me
When everything seems bleak becausethe devils I foresee
You-me, I-fly
You cant be me because your flow is too shy
I know Ill be the man if a co pull a plug on the autotune
But I cant and thats bug
Buggin out