D.G.M.S Video (MV)

Please don't get me started
I go so ballistic on a beat that it's retarded
My department's spitting hits that just might make you shit your britches
Listen bitches, this is vicious check my quickness and persistence
I could spit a little bit about a bitch but I won't
I could talk about the pitter patter in my dome
But no
Not today
"CMC wanna kick it?"
Nah, I'm straight
I got opportunities coming my way like every single day
You stuck with a 9 to 5 because in life you are afraid
Watch me make a million and spend it all on real-estate
The way that you don't like it only proves that you're the realest fake
Mold my words like clay
Some might say I'll slip away
But my decision is to stay
Consider this my resume
And I'm never gonna be the guy that said I couldn't do it
Cuz I've never been a quitter and I guess I gotta prove it
Did I do it?
Not yet
Then you better be the ready competitor when I metal with the Devil
On a level you ain't been before
You suck dick 'til canker sores
Some day I'll do world tours
You'll still play with dinosaurs
My mind soars new high scores
And I got more, yes I'm sure
That I didn't have to do you like that
But I did it already, I'm like a deadly machete
I'm plenty heavy and I'm sharp as shit
I talk a lot of shit
But back it up 'cause I'mma G
From the 541 to the the 323
Once they get me started they ain't never stoppin' me
Soon you'll see
CMC
I'm almost started
But I still don't wanna be
Not yet, not until I got hunnid g's
You see I sever heads of several sea serpents you don't f*ck with me
Seven sluts they hear my flow and prolly wanna suck my D
My message isn't in this song, I'll save It for another beat
I'm showing off my skills so bitch you best just keep on listening
When I wanna get it, man I do it
Every single f*cking time that I be rhyming, I be climbing up a ladder
Getting so damn high I'm not considered a rapper
And you don't wanna throw hands CMC is a scrapper
I will never fall off split crack or splatter
I break bread with a brother but I'd rather get him madder
What's a matter?
Couldn't keep up?
Should I slow down?
She a D cup, plus she goes down
Bubbly butt, but she can't count
She's a dumb bitch, so I backed out
No homo, I can't have no bozo Bitch
So no go, oh no, no more mojo
Loco hoes don't float my boat bro
Low key I might be to hyphy
I see why G.S don't like me
I'm three steps ahead with icy rhyme schemes
Slightly pricey, mighty likely
To blow up I'm writing nightly
Héfe's hyping me the f*ck up
Mean while y'all be burning brand new Nike shoes that your mom bought you
Watch you trip on me CMC he could rip you like a tissue
Aint no sympathy, I'm consistently just causing issues
If you're dissing me do it vividly
'Cause if I'm sensing some deficiencies
I might write you a symphony
And I don't wanna the put the time and effort into a battle that you're losing either way
But that is all I gotta say bitch
I talk a lot of shit
But back it up 'cause I'mma G
From the 541 to the the 323
Once they get me started they ain't never stoppin me
Soon you'll see
CMC
Now I'm f*cking started
Better back up from the blast zone put a mask on
Turn the beat up if you're looking for some action
That's on you if you're thinking that you're that strong
Dance on you with a little bit of passion
Never been a better day to do it on 'em
All I wanna do is put a clever point of view up on 'em
Let me pull the lever so that I can really do it on ya
Then we can live it
My prime meridians an idiom idiot
Anybody wants to get in just submit it
And hit it, admit it
You with it since the beginning
And when I'm finished my mission isn't the riches or the women
Nah, it's getting recognition for the gift I've been given
And giving everything I gotta give so get me the ribbon
I been drippin' with ambition in the life that I'm living
Make a decision if you think you wanna support my position in my mission
Motherf*cker
I talk a lot of shit
But back it up 'cause I'm a G
From the 541 to the the 323
Once they get me started they ain't never stoppin me
Soon you'll see
CMC