Released on October 8, 2010

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[Intro]

Uh, Wrekless

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[Verse 1]

Sit quiet while I lecture

Think orange juice and concentrate, 'cause I'll sting you like a bee

For the nectar

Guava looking niggas get chewed like Lecter, Hannibal

'Cause when it comes to music, I'm a cannibal

Blood so cold like Alaska, but I'm a mammal though

Keep the girlies trying to hold that water like a camel, oh

And when it comes to ladies, I be beastin', I'm an animal

Cute like a baby, but I'm strapped like a pamper, so

I'm coming for the cake, I'm getting everything that I can stash

Never sold white like powder, no diaper rash

Sour, so Skittles, balling like four dribbles, no traveling

I'll leave yo' ass stuck like a mannequin

Nigga rather pivot and pop up like a window on the internet

Or grease on the skillet, see

I am to society like the menace be

That means I'm the blockbuster that you have to rent to see

To music, I'm a remedy

The cure like medicine

I just be that dude you finally hear about eventually

Even if it's not intentionally

My name is distinct like I'm entitled to my entity

I just speak my mind like I'm talking in soliloquies

Everything I spit is complex like a symphony

So don't compare me, my niggie, I'm not a simile


[Chorus]

What works for you ain't nothing to a labor

What suits you ain't nothing to a tailor

What you do ain't nothing to a maker

What you beastin' ain't nothing to the tamer

What you eating ain't nothing to the cater (it's nothing)

What you drinking ain't nothing to the chaser (it's nothing)

An accident ain't nothing to the savior (it's nothing)

Niggie yo' flow ain't nothing to a sailor (it's nothing)

Niggie yo' cake ain't nothing to a baker (it's nothing)

My nigga, yo' lines ain't nothing to a paper (it's nothing)


[Verse 2]

Very easy to distinguish, you can feel my preeminence

I school these students like I'm a prerequisite

Evident-she-i-a-ly she will leave, but to me it's nothing

'Cause the way I pack can keep 'em in the stomach like stuffing

Thanksgiving turkey, like the country next to Syria

I think of things that you couldn't see like the Mediterranean

Really, and I'm attached to the music like a ribbon, and

I am just a magnet to the art like I'm a remnant

My represent-ability presents all stability my swagger has

I leave her middle hotter than the Middle East

And even eat a little piece, but only if I feel so

I'ma keep it real, I never let her juice spill, so

Down I will go, if it means to pick it up

Never ever let her tie me like a rented tuxedo

I work her in the rain or the snow like D-Lo

My bars' too presidential to veto

Switch the flow, I shoot and swish the flow vicious

I'm too malicious

Never really had to be explicit, 'cause that's too simplistic

Get it how I live it, ridiculously accurate

My flow is too sick and my wordplay is just immaculate

I had to just breathe, inhale like a snow storm

Ice in the rainwater, never drink the same water

Change autographs each time I sign like co tangents

I school you more than Berkeley's whole campus, damnit

Get at me wrong and Wrekless'll march like Grambling's band

And chief you from Louisiana to Kansas

College in the bay, but a nigga came from Los Angeles

And read is also read like it's sitting inside a pamphlet

Read between the lines like the phrase that I got the answer in

I read between you squares like I'm sitting inside the Madison

Square garden, what's happening

I never ever ever can be the opposite of great like its antonym

J-E-double-T-double-U-oh

Flow so sweeter than sugar like it's covered in glucose

You know, sweet tooth, oh shit

Chemical formula, C-six, H-twelve, O-six

And that is not empirical

Now whoever thought I'd turn chemistry into lyricals

I find that quite hysterical

Miracle worker Jet 2, like really though, for all our sake

S-T-F-U, you silly garden rake

Caught it, great

Just rewind if it's a little over your head like small contraceptives

All competition

That's just my word to sports

'Cause I work better under pressure like exerted force

Two words, of course

Like class schedules

And y'all crack under heat like glass kettles

And I'm past metal

I got that flow you gotta open the top to see though

I'm so heavy metal, make my niggie look emo

Crazy off the head like in the morning after sleep, so

I beat the track up like Vic Firth on a Remo

Connected like derivatives, I am so cohesive

And I never wrote a outline, flow no thesis


[Chorus]

What works for you ain't nothing to a labor

What suits you ain't nothing to a tailor

What you do ain't nothing to a maker (it's nothing)

What you beastin' ain't nothing to the tamer (it's nothing)

What you eating ain't nothing to the cater (it's nothing)

What you drinking ain't nothing to the chaser (it's nothing)

An accident ain't nothing to the savior (it's nothing)

Niggie yo' flow ain't nothing to a sailor (it's nothing)

Niggie yo' cake ain't nothing to a baker (it's nothing)

My nigga, yo' lines ain't nothing to a paper (it's nothing)


[Outro]

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