Lyrics... I think? I see your first priorities are discussing me in Maccy D's at about half three, While you're munching on your quarter-pounder with cheese, Chatting about me and my abilities, Like S-O-V you're Shit, S-O-V can't spit, S-O-V just quit, Ahh, whatever don't talk with your mouth full bitch, While your discussing me its all publicity, Even if you're cussing me you're still dashing my name around the city, it's all good though, publicity for free, White midget, uh huh mic fidget, Somebody just dialed my digit, S-O-V you're no one, hmm is it? Flattered by the way you use your credit, you fed it and you said it that I'm nobody, If I'm nobody then why are you ringing me? You drained your credit that's killing it, Well my style you sure you aren't feeling it? [Chorus] Blah, blah, blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah in one ear and it comes straight out the other
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