I'm Nice

You can see Green Lantern is invading the airwaves

He's invading the airwaves. Turn up the radio, turn up your radio

I'm grindin' till I'm tired

Cause you ain't grindin' until you die

That's way I'm grindin'

That's why

I'm losin' my mind

I spit through the day to get through the night

God lord I'm the shit

You niggas know I'm lethal

I'm just wonderin' why

You wanna think I'm nice

What the fuck you niggas try to do tonight?

Motherfucker I'm nice

I don't need no ovation

MC with no patience

Diddy called me to write it when he needed rotation

Went to his location

Wrote it for no pay then

Gave him my CD, while the streets was pulsatin'

I guess my luck passed

Yup, cause Puff passed

Puff passed on me like the weed rotatin'

No hatin'

He must be eatin' way too much cheese cake

If he think he can see an MC from his team take me

That ain't a diss though

It's just so frustratin'

Makes you wanna go and shoot up stations

Smack a DJ

I don't like for nothin' basically

If I should die tonight I done been to enough places

Play some motherfuckin' Nas you bitch

Quit ridin' dick

Worryin' about Plies and Trick

He's just nice

Jesus Christ

But this is God you get

My new name should be Allah Who Spit

My vibe is sick

My CD in your car, bitch you ridin' with

More hot shit in it then Roberts Get

Lava

Saliva

I'm prob-ally in L.A.

Gettin' into some head like a Dodger's fit

We oppo-site

Let's be Frank like Sinatra

Shit

I'm the illest nigga out this bitch

I'll empty every bullet out this clip

Don't doubt this

I'm on fire nigga

Who gonna douse this?