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1. I'm Good (Intro)
Beat from http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QswGUczmQE8&feature=related

The end of the MVP Trilogy! They said i couldn't do better than my first one! the way i feel, that'll prolly be my worst one! haha!!

(Beat Drops)

Open the scene to more violence and poetry
malice in my challis overflows into my flow it seems
and everybody took a sip. they keep over pourin me
til i'm stumblin over my words while these hoes trippin over me
shut the game down til it's told to speak. charge an arm and a leg to notice me
and knowin me? nice knowin ya, G, but that's gon cost ya soul it's peace
so, may it rest. y'all made y'all beds. scope aimed where y'all lay y'all heads
lock n load, let's rock n roll; turn y'all to the grateful dead
my niggas already run this town; we finna paint san pedro red
y'all niggas keep runni y'all mouths, we'll pop it off like a lego head
i'm such a san diego vet like Breeze before he was a Saint
call me the CANdidate; i do what y'all niggas cain't!
i changed it up for niggas complainin that i dont ******** wit niggas
nina to the dome of niggas givin brains like "******** this *****"
that's what y'all wanted right? i do em wrong every time
but even a broke clock is right twice, so what better time
to wind up. nine tucked. time's up. remind us
why i should spare a life like "i know this kid ain't mine, but...."
keep on cryin, baby, like i hit em and i'll about him em like a mission
i got bars; yo jury's missin. flow a 20 to life sentence
and build it into a bar. get on a track, build into a car
get off my back like a Lorenzo scarf blowin into the wind up north
i leave em a-maze-d; i'm the Minotaur. welcome to my world, b***h
never had to say I'm good. i just heard it from yo girl, b***h!

CHEA!!! OK!!!!

LOOK cool ...I JUST BOUGHT OUT BARTON'S JEWELER/
NONCHALANT KILLA, SMILE & SHOOT U IN YA MEDULLA/

50K AINT s**t 2 ME....I BLOW'D THAT WIT MY 1ST NAME CHANGE/
ALL WE DO IZ SMASH GAS, SLAP A$$ & CHOP BLADES WHILE LANE CHANGE/

200K FOR THIS VERSE....SO U KNOW IMA LEAVE THIS b***h HEARSE'D/
MY C.E.O JUST POST THE BEAT....& IMA GIVE THIS TRACK A REBIRTH/

I KILT THIS BEAT...NO SKIRT,...;MAD @ ME CAUSE YO H0E FLIRT/
& EVERYTIME I DROP MY KEYSTYLE,...MY FONT GOES BERSERK/

MARY J NATURALLY GOT MY EYES CHING-CHANG, U H8RS CAN SUK MY DING-DANG/
NEWBIE a** NIGGAZ STILL TAPPIN AQUARIUMS 4 GOLD & SPENDIN IT @ PING-PANG/

talk2hand HOLD UP MY DUTCH WENT OUT.......OK stare

NOW IM BACK TYPIN & SMOKIN...& MY RIMS ARE SO STOLEN/
BUT I PULL YO CHICK WIT IT, IM SICK WIT IT CAUSE SHE SWOLLEN/

I BEAT IT UP,...3RD DEGREE, BATTERY...BETTA YET ASSUALT'D IT/
& WE SPIT THAT FINE WINE WHILE YA'LL NIGGAZ SPIT THAT MALTY SH!T/

(I don't even know what that means... no one knows what it means, but it's provocative.. no it's not. It get's people goin!)

(Dubstep Beat Drops)
while y'all was watchin the throne, i snuck in and stole the crown whole
head out about town. code brown; shittin on ya town home
in my villa. villain chillin, reelin in scrilla
while you niggas actin magila, i'll call up some true gorillas
all of em rockin gucci, vinucci or some versace s**t
fly a** ******** on the plane; excuse the cockiness
got them guns like G.I. Joe; makin them sloppy hits
shots rip through ya Biatches coat; leave her top-less
don't let me get in my zone; ball so hard ******** wan fine me
shoot everything in yo home up and lay low where niggas cant find me
i dont know why niggas try me. Slaughter House; get sick off my beef
like mad cow. and thats how my villains act wild like lion king
all i got in this world is my pride. and some prada for my scars to hide
and a garage built for my drive, so my ego don't gotta be parked outside
even in the sunshine state, it get dark outside
block get hot and fiends be feelin parched outside
but the kings back so it's time to reign on em
got my dollars up, but i never changed on em

so let it be known that i was in my zone totin rocket long as arms, blast shine like my charm
got it wrapped like yarn actin an a** like barns, but this country misfit still fits in thee crown he put on.... unhh

4. Big In Japan
Beat from http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ehxMHDfpfAM

s0 be known as his own biggest fan
and got a fan base as big as Japan
hit a break through wit these bars like he split azkaban
or alkatraz. how he last? go ask the man
keep my karma on the good side for that rainy day
up late like owls hoo-riding off a strain of haze
thats purple. all urckles be in my scope while circle jerk
lurk on perps and serve em hot lead wit a smirk
a piece of work. yeah thats what hoes be callin him
but he can hardly tell while they too busy swollowin
turn the scene to Halloween and henchmen to hollow men
come at em like a twitter name. its what they get for followin
him right into the trap. SlaughterHouse full of Japs
ninjas wit gats that'll have you and ya niggas clapped
round of applauds for the Ichiro giant
spray into the crowd like hydrants; put a halt to the riots
if they'd been smart they'd be quiet
but they fed them lies bout beef-beneficial diets
got played like nick nack on the thumb of a old man
now they whole zone is up in smokes thanks to r0dan
i think i'm seeing red; yeah, that's the code, and
all the people head for the hills as they homes crash
and burn. wait your turn to touch the mic
before my other Monster Island Czars get uptight
and lay that smack down. ratchet clown; what a tool
days get numbered for not followin one rule
give me an inch, i'll rule the world for yards
pull the cannon like a card. hale the Monster Island Czars

6. Rocketeer 2.0
Beat from http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TGWHMAgXp-4

lift off- wripped all scripts into dismal pieces like pistol
hit legaments leavin legs and limbs wripped off
rememberin them niggas left down in the pit fall
lend a hand to them from the outter rims of this dismal
abyss y'all call space. clear in they face; crystal
out the way, better pray that my missiles miss y'all
they say "where you been?" shittin on the game cause im pissed off
feel like it's my fault that since y'all cant hold ya own like wrists gone
ego got too big, now i gotta come back down to earth
for what it's worth, good i came back now. it needs all kinda work
y'all was all up in my business wit no business while i was trynna work
now they bitchin while s**t just gainin all kinds of worth
back down to earth. ain't trynna go off on niggas but it's deserved
in this world all you got is yaself, ya good health and ya word
and y'all balls, but understand when they in the stands they dont wanna see you ball
they want you to give ya all, but in the end they stick they legs out from the bench to see you fall
and that ain't right like they used they left foot to do it. man i been through it
that's why i'm over it, the globe, that is. straight up jet fuelin
tried to reach out to a couple artists, but they turned they cheek
now they cheeks lookin rosey, all embarrased as i burn they feet
while i blast off. my enemies stand too close to me
but i need em there and these arms keep em from gettin a hold of me
bittersweet poetry flowin with speech of malice and violence
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, blast off of y'all's master; his high-ness
The rocketeer.... 2.0... get use to me haha

8. Riot Van (Feat. AppleSauce)
Beat from http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CS10Ry4H8Bo&feature=fvsr
(ignor lyrics)

Verse 1
2 a.m. for no reason out in the streets commitin treasons
against society. my pride and me; lions who wasn't eatin den
bottles of seagrams gin. pain hid beneath the grins
and shouts right before a bout like "******** it, beat em then!"
must at least be when in rolled the riot vans down the ave
still shouts and laughs at the straps they was bout to grab
what they was gon do? pick us off like scabs?... yup
drunkin stooper lookin at the troopers like "why you gotta ******** wit us?"
dipped before they bussed, but some of us had shorter legs
caught one of us in the shoulder, obviously aimin for his head
the more we fled, the more they let off rounds in hot pursuit
all of the neighbors stopped and looked screamin at them not to shoot
but in came the riot van. bunch hents determined at their job
hearts throbbin as we lightnin jogged. who know how many fence we hopped
like... "damn, i really wished they'd stopped"
but we knew til all of us was hit, they'd not ....
damn near wish... i could've called the cops...
right before i hit the floor... and dropped....

(in came the riot vans)

9. Primetime (Feat. Mercedes Bebz)
Beat from http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWyUKXT2N-M

Verse 1
Ast0n Martin featuring Mercedes Bebz
might even put her on the team. see what she do wit this
let the roofs back on two coupes; show em what ruthless(roofless) is
extra rude over our food; try to remove it from us is what foolish is

they askin "who's this kid?" startin to make me feelin like an orhpan
but whats more important, bein addored or hated by your poor friends?
blast humans in half like this slaughterhouse floor got more vents
more events in store type morbid when you open up the boy fridge

thats where the beefs kept. starvin for some soul music we aint even eat yet
trespassers get massacred before they grab the door like "he aint wipe his feet yet"
my niggas askin "why ya seats wet?"
cause the twin v-6 engines hum and make the freaks wet

that's why now i sweat em to bring they own towels
i'm in this s**t only for I; bring ya own vowels
she said "can we get married tonight? read our own vows?"
she just want me to make her fly; bring ya own fowels

that boy so foul, when he off the dome like hittin out the park
it's primetime all the way at the top where i'm about to park
and my goons like the finer thangs too so i brought em out the dark
my reign ain't endin any time soon; quit waitin for the clouds to part

BONUS. Poetry (Here's to the Block)
Beat from http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cG1fLNgJj7E

(Chorus) x2
Here's to the block....
Here's to all the fellas....

Verse 1

and i told my high school sweetheart that she should find a better man
a baller with a lettermans or someone who'd treat her better than
a veterian who been in the game so long he named sediment
around him out of loneliness. it only get's better when
you gain stability like ownin your own realty for residence
not waitin on little me or your parents or your relitives
i told my homie who facin 25 with a letter and
no chance of parol if the feds find all the evidence
that i'd take care of his little man etcetera. accepted, man
drive him in life and to the school he gets accepted in
that means ima need to get this check up if im gon pay for his checkups and
if he ever falls i'll help him up. he'll grow up to be a better man
in the end i really hope he get this letter, man
and when he get out, he'll get right and never see that cell again
it's harder than a benchpress to impress a lesser man
so i told my boss i think i came up with a better plan
along wit a two weeks notice that i'm ghostin off to better lands
still in california with a summer home in the Netherlands
spit somethin with relevant to spit somethin with relevance
so i don't have to keep this tool tucked in my emcee hammer pants
ain't out to make the fellas dance. just to make em jealous when
i leave out with they dames in a whip they'll never spell again
after they see it roll off. i'ma show off, i know. tell a friend
rats get they traps sewn shut or blown so they'll never tell again
i bet they get the message like a telagram...
got me feelin like sendin a fewer niggas down to hell with friends
but my mama keep my mind right because i always tell her when
somethin in these times might not be as right as they tell it is
gotta watch em. cant buy the bullshit when they sellin it
like it don't say casio; this G shocked a hell of men
he was smarter than they thought. i been trynna tell em this
now they payin for what they bought when bullshit was on sale again
in the end, i just wanna hit Paras and parasail with friends
and forget the block. tell em they'll never have to hail from that hell again