Split Personality

[Swizz Beats:]
Ladies and Gentlemen
Swizz, swizz, swizz

Hey ho, hey ho, hey ho, hey ho OK

[Chorus:]
How you doin ma, dis ya song ma, yeah come on ma, dis ya song ma, we can get it on ma, dis ya song ma, dis ya song ma, dis ya song

[Cassidy Verse 1:]
How ya doin ma
Yeah come here, where you going ma,
What up you in a rush,
What's going on ma, you can keep going ma
But in dis cruel world you goin need a man thats thurl to keep you warm ma,
You and me we can take the world by storm ma.
So let me have yo math then I'm going ma,
I'm having a after party later on ma, so you should cancel whatever you was doing ma.
We can get a telly and visit and get it on ma, you wit it, I hit it till six in the morn ma,
You ain't hear da song ma,
Yeah I'm a don ma so if you ridin' wit a playa than come on ma.

[Chorus w/ Mashonda:]
How ya doin ma (oh) dis ya song ma (yeah) yeah come on ma (oh) dis ya song
Ma (yeah) we can get it on ma (oh) dis ya song ma
(Yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah.
Scream at me
Me and you (it don't get no better) what we can do (it don't get no better) our love
(it don't get no better) it reminds me of the first time

[Verse 2:]
Hey you know what you remind me of the sun that shines above I think that I'm in
Love cuz every time I look in your eyes they be dumb bright like the sunlight when I look in
The sky and you always look fly, you stay with a mean outfit and got shoes that didn't even
Come out yet.
Always got your your nails done, always got yourself fixed you da type of chick I
Can see me going out wit and I ain't knockin yo hustle but you should be somebody's wifey icey
Wit a rock on your knuckle and we would look hot as a couple cuz you shaped so beautifully and
You almost as cute as me.

[Chorus x1]

[Verse 3:]
Mmmm wit yo sexy self go to my hotel and undress yourself and after we have sex
Don't stress yourself I will respect you if you respect yourself girl it's whatever I get da
Chedda when we get together it don't be no better and you can see I'm throwin' it cuz my arm
On chill it look like i spilled freon on it.
I make hella paper on da block that's why I'm bout
To put a three story elevator in my yacht they goin keep hatin it boo, but keep holdin' me
Down strong dis song dedicated to you.

[chorus x1]

[Mashonda:]
Baby I can't deny that I'm feelin you, the way that you look and the things you do.
Knowing, knowing baby it don't whoa oh whoa it don't get no better

[chorus x2]

I go by the name of cassidy "da problem", me and mashonda

[song fades out]

Chorus - Swizz Beatz]
My blood pressure's buildin' [4x]
It's Cassidy trick
It's Cassidy bitch
It's Cassidy clique
It's Cassidy beeyatch!

[Verse 1 - Cassidy]
Ayo, what'chu know 'bout this world I'm in
Everynight I twist up and get drunk 'til I hurl again
Then i'll pour some more and start twirlin' then
And might go and get my pipes up by your girl and them
If you a thug, stop girlin' then
If I see a car in traffic, I'm a jacket like Burlington
It's Cassidy, who's thorough as him, nobody
I keep a gun tucked cause I don't trust nobody
I got plenty biscuits
And ya'll niggaz like skinny bitches yall ain't got nobodies
Watch how you talk to me man
Before you faggots get smacked with the dark skin part of my hand
Understand?

[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 2]
I'm the best in building, a prospect destined for millions
Threat to civillians and my blood pressure is building
Catch feelings? You be wet, catchin' a steel in
Weapons directed, at ya' chest, neck and ya' grill and
Still, there's no regrets, but I confessed that I kill men
I spill men's blood on the rug next to there children
And if you wan' set it? Cass' bettin' his deal in
Yes I will win, when I spill extra appealin'
Come to Limekill, we got them exstasy pills and
Got the whip fully equiped except for the ceilin'
I got a stash in it, the Smith-n-Wessun can chill in
I might get arressted, but until then?

[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 3]
If I hear you gettin' chips, pitbulls where you sleepin'
Everybody on the fuckin' floor, I'm squeezin'
Click the four, grip your whore by her weave and
Bitch, what muthafuckin' drawer is the keys in?
Got you on your knees like a braud and you pleadin'
(Uh, you got it dog, take it all, I don't need it)
I'll clap you and have you on your carpet, bleedin'
Throw your stuff in the trunk of the Ford then I'm leavin
Now I got a raw load more than I'm needin
And that's the reason, why you and whore is screamin'
Pull this, squeezed then if you holdin' them hammers
I'm focused like disposable cameras, nigga!

[Repeat Chorus until end]

[Intro - Swizz Beatz]
Aooow! banger, let's go
(Swizz, man) Styles P
(Oh, y'all ain't know) Cassidy
Full Surface, listen it's a rap for y'all, whooo!
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, aoow!

[Verse 1 - Cassidy]
Look, homes behave, or get cut wit ya own blade
The chrome raise, put ya guts on ya own leg
Nigga I'm sicker then full-blown AIDS
And my block got more rocks, then the Stone Age
You been afraid, you sweet like homemade
Lemonade, if it's beef, then the chrome blaze
You could make the newspaper, get ya own page
And make the news too, you know how my dudes do
We wear masks so you can't tell, who's who
And for the cash, we'll blast at you dudes too
Wit the lead pipe, so get ya head right
I'm in the Benz, rims, spin at the red light
I'm comin for cash, gun in the dash
And I'm on 21 and a half's (for real cannon)
I got my gat, I ain't walkin without it
And I cock and clap, you just talkin about it, nigga

[Chorus - Cassidy + (Swizz Beatz)]
POP that cannon, POP that cannon
POP that cannon, POP that cannon
(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)
(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)
So a - POP that cannon, POP that cannon
POP that cannon, POP that cannon
(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)
(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)

[Verse 2 - Styles P.]
Niggaz is fly now, and everybody livin a lie now
But shit feel different wit a gun in ya eyebrow
No fuckin wit the Holiday Styles kid
Blow wit a ton of guns, and he got a hell of an outbid
Like Cosby in the hood, I knock the jelatin out shit
Organs on the floor of the van
Cause you gotta show these faggot motherfuckas, that you more of a man
Y'all wanna fly like Mike... motherfuckas
So they won't find you, or your Jordans again
Take a boss to be ordered the men, give them a call
If you don't have my money, in 24 hours
Then the cocksucka won't see his daughter again
It's like the movie that you seen, I'm the star of the screen
I got a roll for you to play... stand here
And take six to the face, I dug a hole for you today
Holiday Styles, killin 20 soldiers in a day, what

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Cassidy]
Ayo I use to pitch nicks, now I spit rhymes
I'ma get mine, legit, or the quick grind
Shit my whole clique commit crimes
Did time, been on the strip and grip nines
But I swear to you motherfuckas
I got my gun right here, I ain't scared of you motherfuckas
I'm a hustler, plus a check cutter
I stretch butter, in ?? X, now that's gutter
I came for war, you know what them thangs is for
Slug make ya blood stain the floor
It ain't a game no more, niggaz gon' respect me
I grip gats, that kick back like Jet Li
So don't test me, or the boy S.P
Cause I ain't tryna get no fuckin blood, on my fresh tee
You don't impress me, STOP that cannon
Cause you could get ROCKED, when I POP that cannon

[Chorus]

Okay.
This joint is knockin' right here
I don't even need to write to this joint this easy
I'mma just talk to 'em off the top, listen

My interpretation of what the game facin'
I'm basin' my facts on ancient civilization
And my proclamation plus the world and its foundation
My education is statin' black unification
Debatin' whether Satin is situatin'
And placin' me in a state of mind that can't be shaken
It's like a leech slurrin' my specch, energy taken
It's brakin' my fiberglass thoughts that pass through my mental
Lettin' off frustration through meditation in conventional
Dimension in teleportation
And like the length between words in the first grade my mind is spacin'
Out on route like telephone communications through nations
Give me 360 degree rotations my occupation
Spittin' flows and creatin' a creation through experimental situations
They drug me 'cuz my thoughts bloody like menstruations
Makin' my temperature heat up like incubation
They tracin' and chasin' from location to location
I'm stationed at a hotel accomidation
Waitin' to start me and my squad organization
But I'm hesitatin', too many outside irritations
Makin' me pause and might cause altercations
But I'm penetratin', surpassin' so-called limitations
Dedication, motivation and concentration
Manifestation is the key to escalation
And fluctuation of cheese might cause MC's suffocation
Or tax on cats 'cuz no jacks is bein' fakin'
They typically pissin' me off like urination
Deflation and toleration is in consideration
But me in my rankin' is like Bob Marley to Jamaicans
I might be...slightly exaggeratin' but eliminatin'
These snakes wit affiliation got the system scared
Like mice durin' extermination
Erasin' the rhymes rapper's lines wit time and patience
Takin' no shorts, thoughts like woo blunts I'm lacin'
Comin' down like condensation givin' proper information
My interpretation of the rap business
Since my christenin' I wanted to be a rap technician
Splittin' mics in half for my fans when I'm spittin'
Never forgettin' how rap started from the beginnin'
But most of these ignorant rappers talkin' 'bout money they gettin'
Bars they spittin', cars they whippin', nice clothes they dipped in
Hoes they hittin', 9's they grippin'
But they gotta expand they mind and rhyme somethin' different
For instance, that's what I be kickin' in my writtens
But if you listen pay attention positivity's mentioned
My composition has a 50 slash 50 division
I can please both crowds no vocals is my intentions
When I do that wit rap I expand my comprehension
Extendin' my knowledge like goin' to college at Princeton
The industry's missin' and interpretation that's sickenin'
They was wishin' I presented so now I'm forever in it
The business...

[Swizz Beats]
Turn it up so they can hear this.
It's Full Surface, y'all.
Cassidy c'mon!
I said...It's Full Surface, y'all.
Cassidy, c'mon!

[VERSE 1]
These niggaz wanna act like Cass, wanna stack like Cass
Wanna copy my gear, wear they hat like Cass
Then they try to spit it on a track like Cass
But niggaz hear the track and say, ("That's not Cass!")
Cats don't be clappin' wit the gat like cass
One shell'll make back crack like crabs
Ya flow played out, you been wack like plaid
I peel bills and they come back like scabs
The hoes know won't nobody mack like Cass
Lay the pipe and hit it from the back like Cass
The chain hang, diamonds in that like glass
This crap life switched to the rap life fast

[CHORUS 2x]
From the block to the studio back to the block
Yeah I rap over packs on the block
I'm husslin' (All night long!)
I'm husslin' (To the break of dawn!)
Come on!

[VERSE 2]
These niggaz wanna shop like Cass, play the block like Cass
Wanna copy my flow so they hot like Cass
Niggaz try and get it on lock like Cass
But niggaz hear ya shit and say, ("That's not Cass!")
You don't take bullets out the box like Cass
Load guns that hold a hundred shots like Cass
Roll like Cass, stroll like Cass
Got the blimp that be pimpin' all the hoes like Cass
Niggaz don't be sittin' in the Rov like Cass
Wit the Rolls gold, got they wrist froze like Cass
Who can play the strip and get it sold like Cass
This rap life done switched to my old life fast

[CHORUS 2x]
From the block to the studio back to the block
Yeah I rap over packs on the block
I'm husslin' (All night long!)
I'm husslin' (To the break of dawn!)
Come on!

[VERSE 3]
These niggaz want a brick like Cass to get rich like Cass
Put a bunch of punch lines in they shit like Cass
It's a million niggaz tryna spit like Cass
But niggaz hear they shit and say, ("That's not Cass!")
I get mad when try and bees like this
And dudes that produce try and bees like Swizz
They hit the keys on the MP's like Swizz
But when the beat play I say, "He's not Swizz!"
Y'all niggaz just can't shine like us
We put in time, niggaz ain't grind like us
Name two niggaz you could find like us
Wit the hard beats and the hard rhymes like us

[CHORUS 2x]
From the block to the studio back to the block
Yeah I rap over packs on the block
I'm husslin' (All night long!)
I'm husslin' (To the break of dawn!)
Come on!

[R Kelly + (Cassidy)]
Ladiessss (Yea, I go by the name of Cassidy)
Ladies (And I got love for the ladies)
Ladies
Ladies (Fo real)
Ladiesss (Remix)

[Chorus]
We're vacationing somewhere on an island
(we chillin [4x])
Drinks of all kind
(we chillin [4x])

Girl you wanna come to my Hotel
Baby I'll leave you my room key
I'm feelin the way you carry urself girl
And I wanna get wit you cuz yous a cutie

[CASSIDY]
Just when you thought I was done
I come wit the remix
But dis for the hood
Good J-O-B Swiss
Yeah I spit rhymes but I grind to see chix
Cum see the strip its like takin a ski trip
Zero degree wrist 80 a whop
My chain blingy pinky full of radiant rocks
I aint Chingy I'm outside the hotel party
Passenger side wit Rob in the Ferrari
I smoke la-la get high like I'm a Marley
Wit the mamiz you can find me where the bar be
Its hot as hell in here got Kels in here
You can smell in the air we got L's in here
Got Cris got Hyp got Belvedere
And ain't nuttin but pretty females in here yeah
Its so terrific on the boat we can float the pacific
And vacation on an island I ain't know existed

[Chorus]
We're vacationing somewhere on an island
(we chillin [4x])
Drinks of all kind
(we chillin [4x])

Girl you wanna come to my Hotel
Baby I'll leave you my room key
I'm feelin the way you carry urself girl
And I wanna get wit you cuz yous a cutie
So if you wanna come to my Hotel
All you gotta do is holla at me
Cuz we havin a after party
Checkin out 6 in the mornin 6 in the mornin

[TRINA]
Miss trina and I'm off the chain
And you know I do my thing in the Vero Wang
So fresh so clean 20kt pinky ring
I'm the baddest chick and I'll bitch I'm a queen
I'm back on the scene da chick of your dreams
You're makin me cream and you love when I scream
Now yous a real playa Cassidy
But tell the truth you don't know a bitch as bad as me
After the party is the after party
In the penthouse suite and we actin naughty
Dis chicks so nice got the cris so nice
In the hotel room thoia thoing all nite
And you know I'm ready, L'Pearle teddy
Rock the boat steady till I'm hot and sweaty
In the hotel motel make you wanna go tell
Your homeboys how I put it on you so well

[Chorus]
We're vacationing somewhere on an island
(we chillin [4x])
Drinks of all kind
(we chillin [4x])

Girl you wanna come to my Hotel
Baby I'll leave you my room key
I'm feelin the way you carry urself girl
And I wanna get wit you cuz yous a cutie
So if you wanna come to my Hotel
All you gotta do is holla at me
Cuz we havin a after party
Checkin out 6 in the mornin 6 in the mornin

[CASSIDY]
If theres anybody dat do it big in the hotel
Its me see I practically live in the hotel
I put in work in the street
So I can afford to spend 10 grand on room service a week
I got the top chef makin my lunch
And the tip the waiter get prolly more than he make in a month
I'm in the hot tub breaking a blunt
I got 4 freaks in my suite all getting naked at once
While their girlfriends wait in the front
I got plenty cigars and plenty bottles and they not from the mini bar
I got Swissy looking out for me
I'm in the presidential you can see the whole city from my balcony

[Chorus]
We're vacationing somewhere on an island
(we chillin [4x])
Drinks of all kind
(we chillin [4x])

Girl you wanna cum to my Hotel
Baby I'll leave you my room key
I'm feelin the way you carry urself girl
And I wanna get wit you cuz yous a cutie
So if you wanna cum to my Hotel
All you gotta do is holla at me
Cuz we havin a after party
Checkin out 6 in the mornin 6 in the mornin

Lauuuu 6 in the mornin 6 in the mornin 6 in the mornin
Lauuuu 6 in the mornin 6 in the mornin mornin

[CASSIDY]
Yea yea yea here we go
All my girls round the world I do it for yall
I love you babygirl I do it for yall
Da kid Cas got love I do it for yall
When you see me get a hug I do it for yall
I'll sign an autograph I do it for yall
All around the world I do it for yall
Got love for my girls I do it for yall
It's all rite baby girl I do it for yall yeah
Philly I do it for yall
Full Surface J Records we do it for yall
My man Swissy you know the boy do it for yall
Cassidy the problem man I do it for yall
Split Personalities cummin soon yall