some english lines by Maketo vers 1..Don’t lie to me, I’m what you try to beBut I don’t mind, cause that’s what I like to seeCall me LiL’ Wayne cause I adjust so fastBuilt tough to last and I don’t trust no assClimbing to the top, yo, it was taking a whileUpset but ain’t show it, I was faking a smileYou heard it from me, guys want girls n moneyI’m just laughing at the rest because this world is funnyI’m just out here everyday trying to make it happenPassing quitters on the way who couldn’t make it rappingI’m the reason that people hating in LauderdaleCause maketp lyrically slaughters malesThat’s why I take my time with the rhymes I writeLike my life beaters, I make sure my lines are tightIf I got to kill you lyrically then the crime is rightI guess I’ll be stuck in this game for prolly’ 9 to lifeVers 2..This the way the shit goes, it will never get oldDropping lyrical bombs and just watch them explodeI got things half of you people wish you hadAnd the funny thing about it is that it gets you madYou haters are not ill, and you could never stop meYou know why? Cause you bitches do not got skillJealous cause I got dymes, but no, they not mineThey just around me cause they know I spit hot rhymesBut I ain’t mad at you, I just think that it’s coolTo walk around all the time with this attitudeOne minute, they saying he aint white, he’s blackCome here and listen to this dog, I like these tracksNext minute, they saying, he ain’t black, he’s whiteBut no matter the skin color, they know my track is tightI’m tired of the controversy black n whiteJust know that when you hear my shit, that it’s rightVers 3..Damn it’s hot, how the hell did I land this spot?I’m taking over this place and your man is notI kept it real from day one, I know I blew up that wayAnd the day I lost it all, I know I grew up that dayWhen I leave this game, you’ll be missin meUntil then, I’ll bring smiles to your face like Christmas treesYa’ll know the truth, don’t need to ask what I stand forEvicting the whack, just call me the rap land lordStarting a new trend, you can call me Howard SternMaking these cowards burn, cause it’s Browards turnThese other cats trying their hardest with all they canBut our debut in this game is causing them a loss in fansNot a blood but they call me B L double O DFor some reason no matter where I go, trouble knows meI ain’t a crip neither, honestly, I ain’t in a gangI’m a lyrical athlete, I’m just in the game