(Intro) 

I dunno man, just feels like, well alot different 
Kinda feels like, I'm on a whole different page right now 
Feels strange but um, I guess it's kinda like... it's kinda like 

(Verse 1) 

I feel like I'm morphin, into something so indcredible, that I'm dwarfin' 
 [bad word]  better get your girlfriend in check 
It's psychological warfare, endorphin side-effect 
Your self esteem shatters his dialect  [bad word] blasting out your deck, she loves me 
So much passion you'd expect this sort reaction from her yet 
Your strong oh, you're [bad word] corny, you try to turn your charm on 
Cause you just think you're Bishop the don one 
But if you think you're [bad word] with me, homie you're on one 
I'm [bad word] #39; my head back like 'Ed [bad word] on son 
She's on my johnson, she brings my name up constant 
Your boys are like "she's [bad word] with dude, she wants son" 
Homeboy, you better get a clue 
She's on my [bad word] cause I spit better than you 
What you expect her to do? How you expect her to act in the sack 
When she's closing her eyes, fantasizing of digging her nails in my back to this track 

(Hook) 

Seduction, seduce 
Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do 
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't 
She's been stolen from you 

Seduction, seduce 
Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do 
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't 
She's been stolen from you 

(Verse 2) 

She's sitting there getting liquored up at the bar 
She says it's quicker to count the things that ain't wrong with you 
Than to count the things that are 
There's a seven disc, CD changer in her car 
And I'm in every single slot, and you're not, awww 
I'm the logo on that Dallas Cowboy helmet, a star 
And I'm not about to sick back and just keep rhyming one syllable, nah 
Switch it up and watch them haters not give it up, cause they're just not good enough 
But I'm not giving up til I get my respect, and I won't stop til I get enough 
Cause I'm not living up to my own expectations, aww 
That hater alarm is sounding off, and Obama took the bomb from my name, aww 
So quit crying that I took your dame, homie she's my dame, aww 
You sadly mistaken if you thinkin' that I'm not on my game boy 
And things just ain't been the same since the day that I came for it 
You wear your heart on your sleeve, I sport that white tank boy 
But you got a hard on for me, what you hollerin' my name for? 
It's your [bad word] on my [bad word]  ain't my dang fault, man I can't call it 

(Hook) 

Seduction, seduce 
Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do 
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't 
She's been stolen from you 

Seduction, seduce 
Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do 
Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't 
She's been stolen from you 

(Verse 3) 

It's like we're playing lyrical tug of war with your ear 
You hear it, [bad word] here, put your ear up to the speaker 
Dear, while I freak this world premier 
Seducing her, loosen up with a little freestyle 
Wait, am I losing ya? I making you look bad? 
Well I got news for ya homie, you're losing her 
Oh wait she don't like when I spit it fast 
I tryna show how, let me slow it down 
It's still gonna be a blowout 
You're gonna wanna throw out your whole album  [bad word] through the [bad word] and try to salvage something 
To see if you can save any of it punk, but none of it's [bad word] with me 
Prick you really feeling that [bad word]  
You think you killing them syllables? quit playing 
These beats ain't nothing to fool with 
They call me fire Marshall, I shut the [bad word] down 
Your entire