Don Cash - Marisol in Aerosol lyrics

Marisol In Aerosol Cash gone ebonic And squares don't want it So all that's left is to bolt chromes on it I'm superdupersonic It's nothing ironic The women love to hear my vocal tone on it While brothers zone on it Spaced out like a comet Shakespeare never freestyled a sonnet Sly and robbie In the hotel lobby I took it serious You said it was a hobby Now they saying I Am Legend I hold a weapon Like the final scene in Seven You think I'll see a thug in heaven My amplifiers go up to eleven My escalators go up to the penthouse Now I'm picking girls out of playboy or penthouse I need to a start f**ing website These b**hes f** Yo they think I'm a celeb right They made a legend out of aerosol These streets threw up a piece It looked just like Marisol When she wasn't even there at all Sometimes I wonder why I even care at all What's your best record Play me your best song And if you think it's better than mine You dead wrong Take that back to your campus Brothers been producing since your girl Was rocking pampers You got a way to go Before you like Cash Before you all international All world via satellite Time stops the very moment that I Grab a mic I represent I MC and allathat I allathat with the beats plus the baller rap I'm shocked that that's what you would call a rap Call your cable guy Maybe he'll install a rap I'ma hit the pay-per-view Cuz I'm holding mad green plus the paper too Haters say they gon attack me soon It can't be much cuz I'm still laughing At Jackie Moon They made a legend out of aerosol These streets threw up a piece It looked just like Marisol When she wasn't even there at all Sometimes I wonder why I even care at all You semi-close But semi-pro is still semi Wihile I bang that Guru Smooth B and Greg N.I C.E I'm all that I wanna be Don Cash where that good Marijuana be I changed the game And I ain't Mozart Critics need to take that Back to the flowchart Everybody know the kid flow hard Born to win It don't mean I ain't work hard Everyday we on that grind I wasn't born with a lot So what I got I had to find While they acting like I been Left behind I'm just trying to find Some kind of peace of mind What becomes of the brokenhearted All things must pa** Sidewalks of broken gla** So the concrete shine like gemstones We pushing bentleys beemers and benzos They made a legend out of aerosol These streets threw up a piece It looked just like Marisol When she wasn't even there at all Sometimes I wonder why I even care at all