[Mecca]
Yo Pack, you see that cat playin' you close, son?
[PackFM]
Where?
[Mecca]
Right there, son!
[PackFM]
Oh man, what?!
[Mecca]
Son, you know we don't allow that.
[PackFM]
Yeah, we gonna take him out tonight, son.
[Mecca]
No doubt.

Ho

Yeah!
PackFM! It's Qn5! The Plague!
Kno, you laced it!
Oh!

Hook:
I'll shine ("PackFM" scratched*) x8
Forever!

Verse 1:
I'm back and it's on, the man you always askin' em for
Now you relieved, like you was scratchin' your back wit a fork
We argue who's

Yeah
Bring in the drums
PackFM!
I'm on the list, bitch!
Bring in the drums!
This is for my muthafuckas up in VIP... who got all their shit free...
Listen up..

Verse 1:
I'ma tell you all somethin very simple and plain
I ain't a pimp, I don't walk wit' a limp

whoever said the grass is greener on the other side
never tried to lift a piece of their lawn
the pressures of the world won't let up
I'm so hungry and I'm fed up, I spent half my life tryna get on
I never knew the day would come, when I had about
5 records out, still work a

Put your fist up, swing around left-to-right
I ain't talkin bout a show, this a mothafuckin' fight
Fuck yo kicks up, put ya shoe through his eye
If the nigga gets up, then you ain't do it right

I rap like a nigga, you rhyme like a bitch
Son's actin up, go find me a switch

Verse 1:
It's that time of year again, I know you all remember
Been 2 months since we said "See you in September"
It didn't take long to get ready for the new year
Ain't spend a dime on books, my loot went to my school gear
Felt like a celebrity - all the girls was checkin' m

Hey little soldier you ain't ready for war"

"Show you how to do this"

"Amateur"

Y'all know who the fuck I be
I be the P to the A can't forget the C
And if you spell it with a K then you got it right
PackFM and I'm here to rock the house tonight

Welcome to the

You've been gathered to this meetin' by a wolf in a sheep skin
Slick talkin' heathen, even spit when I'm sleepin'
Dope mc by day and super rapper in the evenin'
I'm the man that your ex hails when she breathes in
Plague is the legion that I pledge my allegiance
We the kings i

[Verse 1]
This the shit that blow out your speakers
Scuff up your sneakers
Cause a traffic jam, start a riot in the bleachers
When I was young we used to throw chairs at the teachers
Now we slide past the bouncers like they was guidance counselors
The clique you was down

Yeah! This here's the anthem y'all. That one girl who's always at the show, for one reason only. Next time y'all see her, I want y'all to say..

Hook:
Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi (Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi)
Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee (Hee-dee-hee

[PackFM]
Why is PackFM the definition of live
Why aint nobody touchin the Q in 2 thousand and 5
Why is VH1 playin more rap than B.E.T.
And why nobody gave Elite props for makin this beat
Why everything on TV be makin me sick
Why are people still lettin Michael Jackson bab

Intro
[Crowd chants "PackFM"]
["Oh Shit" scratched]

Verse 1:
Ayo my dick in your mouth!
Alright, I got that out the way
Now everybody simmer down, 'cuz what I'm about to say
Is gonna knock you out the frame
Around the way or outta state, I make the ground shake<

We were together when i first thought of making this song
and now we're not, thats what i get for waiting too long
i still cant believe the path that our relationships gone
it was like something wasn't right but damn nothing was wrong
i wish could go on pretending that I'm not up

[Chorus]
Centaur lady
In reverse
Lovely body but her face,
Like a horse

[Session]
Yo, Ill tell you what's great about fuckin' a hit chick
She won't complain if you just bust in her quick, shit
She better be happy she got thrust with a stiff dick
And she'd ne

[Hook: PackFM & Substantial]
I must confess, you're the flyest I ever seen no contest
Don't worry 'bout me, I'm harmless
I just - wanted to let you know I'm feelin' you to the utmost
How 'bout we get personal and upclose?

[PackFM:]
I don't give a fuck about your sig