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2 The Head
Ant Banks

For the funky beats I made I get for my grade

I'm from the Dangerous Crew, I can't hang with you

Cause I'm from Oakland, bitch, where the game is true

You don't belive me? Well, come on slide through

Because the city of dope will give you somethin' to ride to

Put my tape in your deck and do some damages

But the six by nines, they can't handle this

I'm twenty-three so I'm far from a young buck

This gin and juice is gettin' me pumped up

Fake rappers get chumped up

You wanna slang'em, watch your face gettin' lamped up

Well, what's my name? You can call me Banks for short

You wanna book me? You're about to see a gangsta show

Cause I be tighter than tight, give me a brew and the mic

And it will be on like chickenbone, you know that's right

Some mothafuckas didn't belive that I can do this shit

Kick some funky ass rhymes with some beats that hits

Now I'm provin' them wrong but still suckas wanna clown

But you jealous mothafuckas ain't bringin' me down

I kept faith in myself, that's what I had to do

To make it out here and stop fuckin' with you

I'm 2 the head...


Yeah! Now all you fake niggaz: get the fuck off my nuts!


I got my shit rollin' so now I'm like a mack in town

And when I'm ridin' through, the hoes be flaggin' me down

I'm just a player kickin' funky shit with the Dangerous Clique

And all these bitches, they out to get some famous dick

But I ain't trippin', girl, you can bring that ass on

Cause all this jockin' shit ain't guaranteed to last long

But while it's happenin' you know I'm straight lovin' it

You put your pussy in position and I'm pluggin' it

But if you're lookin' for a nigga with a touch of affection

You better take your ass to the love connection

Cause, hoe, I ain't got no trust in you

Cause if another rapper comes you'll be fuckin' him too

And that's real, save the love for ?????

Cause it's all about mackin' in 92

One love, I ain't goin' that far

I'm better known as a gigolo rap star

I like to fuck groupie bitches cause it's fun too

And I never get played cause I'm young true

Hoes wanna be mine but that's a no no

Get the fuck off my face, bitch, I'm 2 the head, hoe


Now for verse three, you know it never quits

Cause Ant Banks is in the house makin' hits

And since I'm doin' this I gotta deal with jealous punks

Mad cause my shit like pumps in the trunks

And when I'm ridin' I gotta roll strapped in my 500 Benz

Cause it's sittin' kinda phat, fake niggas smile on my face

But they ain't bold ones

Trippin' out cause they ain't ridin' on gold ones

I know you're envies, that's hell of dumb for me

Cause the shit I got, it didn't come for free

Late nights at the studio bustin' my ass crack

Tryin' to make hits, man, but where was your ass at?

Probably at the corner drinkin' Old E, slangin' D

See, you was sleepin', now everybody's know me

I guess hard work pays and doin' nothin' is off

Lazy niggas like you were once fuckin' us off

Stop talkin' about me and get a J-O-B instead

Bitch ass nigga, I'm 2 the head...


Yeah and this goes out to all you shit talkin'

bandwagon ridin' mothafuckas: get off...
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