Remember the Name - Remember the Name

coming out the bottom of the mother fucking totem pole

calling everyone wo aint believe

like i toltd them hoes

now they on my scrotum so long its

lik i gotta blow

baby mama calling up my phone,

what the fuck you want

cause i dont owe nobody shit stop

askin

haters get off my dick, stop

gaggin

they know im schooling them, they

tell me stop classing

we already know that you the shit

stop gaggin

eck, and my flow is fucking sick dog

make a bitch cough like a sick dog

probably cause i spit raw

no fucking with this boy

other rapper more uncool than when the fridge off

damn i think my lids off, more

metal then sid freid

mind like a mother funking

unsolvable jigsaw

people ask my audience what you listen him for?

shit.

caUse i dont think lil waynes

come this hard

my God, them what that mean

since i aint son to no body, then i must b king

cocky with it, cause i know that

cant nobody stop me with it

wanna try?

be redy to die

kamikaze with it

fuck a prince, i know im real shit ya dig

cause anit no-mother-fucking-body

done the shit i did

im the man where im from, but they call me kid

give me the crown cause if not then we taking that bitch

mother fucker

100 words running, 100 rapper

that i ate still in my stomach

and 100 other coming, hustling for

one-hundred a hundreds

i dont give a fuck what you say,

give me my mony

not college educated, but i can count a shit load

connected lik a constellation i can

get you shipped more

boy i do number with these verses

check the info

i m azeu A. R rits what the fuck fucks a pistol

what the fuck’s a white flag

what the fuck’s a price tag

what the fuck is beef?

fuck it show me wheres the mics at

i will tear each one of them mother fucker a nice ass

no homo cause we dont get dicked,

we aint lik that

nah bitch, shouldve hollered at me before

cause fuck you pay me is now my steelo

and that goes for promoter, for the shows

for the verses, for the hoes

for the labels, what you owe

bitch, give me my dough

im the big baller, shot caller of my age

19 years old dwayne wade

and the eastside on my back, no matter what they weigh

cleverland number23 lik aint

know lebrob played

so whats up to all my friend who held me down since day one

telling them kells the hardest that

they come

gave the real what they want and i did that

so come and blow a blunt with your boy give it here let me split that

and i bet they wont forget

that

cause rapper forgot how to be real

forgot how they used to be before the deal

but i rember still

thats why im not a member of fame just a raw talent wo remember the game

and the name, azeu