Seems a tad late given the song has come and gone, but hey I'm not complaining about more Weezy music. And hey, 'T' told him to do this shit, so he's doing it for her innit.
It's frankly an excellent few bars of Wayne. So excellent, that for the first time in a while, I've been moved to write out the first few bars. Yep.
"N***a we are so ready for the da C.A.R.T.E.R/ Put the beat in ER. I'm colder than Br/ Add another three R's/ Watch me like DVD/ VCR/Pump to ya chest I'm ain't talking CPR/ Ridin' this track like a motherfucking street car/ New Orleans coroner/ His name is Frank Millier/ Fuck with me wrong you'll be waking up in his yard/ Man I go crazy on the beat I go Nimrod/ ManIi hate to ass-treat the beat like a hem'roid/ Man I go to work on a beat call it employed/ Man I kicks it, bitch get your shin-guard/ Uh- Young money run these towns/ Countries/ I still eat rappers, ummm, scrumptious..."
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