The Miz - Ain't U Freshco? lyrics

[ VERSE 1: Freshco ] Yo, this is the jam with the diddiddy-dope beat That's so deep, slow beat, rap on the low key It's rather mellow with a slow mo' tempo So dope I had no choice but to snatch the pencil And, create a systematic, automatically Rhythmatic rhyme in case you s**ers wanna battle me But I'm your majesty, the capital F-r-e S-h-c-o, Freshco, the best, so Don't even attempt to step to the High exalted ruler, the schooler tootin like a tuba Player conveyor, the slayer, displayer maneouvres Cause Miz made the beat like none can make it smoother I'm schoolin ya, chewin your crew, and your man And the fans wanna see me in the magazines or on TV But after a while I gotta chill from the press, though Cause everywhere I go I hear: "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) ---PMD "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) (I ain't the one) --Big Daddy Kane Go Freshco Go Go Go Freshco Go Go Go Freshco Go Go Go Freshco Go Go Go Freshco [ VERSE 2: Freshco ] Nah black, I ain't the one, I sport shades But it's like they got the super x-ray vision People start to whisper, they get hip to the Smooth individual who rules and rips the Middicrophone with crazy hype poems I'm the guy in the back with the hat Denyin that I rhyme Hands in the pocket, the j**els are tucked in The shirt; ain't nothin much to say, but somethin Tells me I'm about to get approached or play closed I pull down my hat and try to dip, but nope I get stopped, I've been clocked, I gotta figure out A way to slip through the Crowd because I knew the Disguise wouldn't last forever, although I cleverly Hid my facial identity, they're still ahead of me They gather next to me and sweat me like s**, yo And all I'm hearin is: "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) (I ain't the one) Go Freshco Go Go Go Freshco Go Go Go Freshco Go Go Go Freshco Go Go Go Freshco [ VERSE 3: Freshco ] No, but nice to meet you, my name is Shawn and I'm gone I gotta jet quick, word born I check for the crew, then break out like the measels They wonder why I'm rollin with a crew of co*k-diesel Ruffneck brothers with the cellular phone kits Surroundin me tightly, then finally it hit That I was on the low profile tip and so on I'm smooth, so I flow on, you know I had to throw on The hood from my jacket, damn I'm late, I'm in a jam And man, I need a plan cause I refuse to play Running Man They come and stand with me, girls be tryin to kiss me s**ers try to diss me and that gets me all pissy It ain't all about bein souped up But it's tough playin ball takin the train or the bus People act like they never seen a rapper chillin I sign some autographs but then they start illin Askin me ridiculous things, hey yo, I don't know People are startin to stare, hey yo, I'm audi, I gotta go Maybe I'll take a flick cause it'll be cool if we met, though Friends to the end, and no more: "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) "Ain't U Freshco?" (Nah black) (I ain't the one) Go Freshco Go Go [ repeated ]