I I be the boy within the man so why try  
 I never needed comp  I never wanted comp  
 I feels I exceeded the skills needed  
 I'm rough with the stuff enough puff they got  
 But they not the shot  I got the proof  
 Aloof  type fella  helluva guy  
 I love myself  and my high  
 Roll with finks and if it's essential  
 Yo even if it don't mean shit  I will convince you  
 Since  you  never been in my brain  
 You probably never noticed the array of the pain  
 But I gain, no pain no gain no brain no sane  
 thoughts, will be maintained, so I keep my head on  
 Can't be fuckin with that buddha too of-ten  
 I'm new to that, but I'm true to that  
 Due to mack policies, I need to know if I know  
 This is Me-O-Mi-O-Why  
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 Me-O-Mi-O (repeat 8x)  
 Me-O-Mi-O  
 I'm tryin to let the fly know, what I know  
 I never been a shy bro, strictly getting, ends  
 Hitting, skins, along with men, who set, trends  
 I base my reasoning  
 Upon Casual, having nuff seasoning  
 And plus I please a Queen, when I choose too  
 Never can decide which one, to give juice to, hah  
 I'm always with a dip on a trip  
 And if baby wanna flip, she can, skip  
 Similar to rattles, so I apply the proper poetry used  
 to gets flames thrown promptly, with my prowess  
 I live a life of malice, but still I feel  
 that I will never forget, who my pal is  
 So now you need to learn or know like I know  
 The info, is in Me-O-Mi-O-Why  
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 The autobiography of me  
 Misconstrued thoughts of my pops made me be  
 This one rude individual when my mood is in the critical  
 stages it's pitiful the way I get the pull  
 Flame from the mysteries, so I twist the G's that's around me  
 Releasing frustration by clowning  
 But now think of those who ain't exposed behind closed doors  
 That I post more than I really do  
 But really who's to blame? No scapegoat, I just shape dope  
 Wishin to make over a career  
 But will I say, when my parents say, rap won't stay  
 Don't they know, yet they won't show, as I flow  
 Keepin the rhymes constant, John spent, time in rhymin  
 So I'm sure that I'm gonna get mine then  
 The end, come dine with my family and friends  
 And a calamity, couldn't cram the G when I be-gin  
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