Braniac, dumb-dumb, bust the to the course and the force is centrifugal Can ya ya way through the lyrics that be cathcin em Throw another across the room they be fetchin em And they take a loss, take a to the Master and I Throws crazy blows and they I be plasterin All across the on the ceilings and the walls to Punk suckers didn't know I had the gall to around they block with my cocked diesel system and Turn it up to 10 and then to dis em and They didn't wanna battle if they did when saw me They'd a open up they trunk but they try to me Hey suckers I know you hear me callin you Cause you wanted some but I see that you do Frontin ain't no and you're frontin so let's get I on Like Marvin Gaye, take the cash and it on the hood of ya low-ridin Cadillac Back up ya boys and start the battle act like, ya know, the Ace don't play when it come to my bass, aahhhh
Check it out baby, it out y'all I was to roll (repeat several)
Drivin down the block like else should a brother do Saturday, it's Saturday, the heat might smother you Rollin my windows yeah I have a air-conditioner But I got the sound I the whole world to listen ta Waitin at a red light, Kentucky Fried in Low End Theory tape in, crazy kickin in See this Puerto Rican Latin Chico Rico In a red eh yo does he wanna play Pullin up me, lookin like he want it Show me what ya got then me get up on it Holdin up traffic but we hear they horns Cause he music a grande he got it goin on Bit I think I better school him he don't know the time So I'm turnin up the boom he cannot mess with mine hear me hittin from like 50 blocks away I Wanna turn they heads so you know I gotta High passin through a residential district See a few cuties and I turn it up like quick Mira, mira man don't sleep, I got tha, I got tha, I got tha woofers in my
boy, black boy turn that shit down You know America don't wanna hear the sound Of the bass drum jungle go back to Africa Nigga I'll arrest ya if ya up trafffic I'll be damned if I listen, so cops save your and another ticket if ya have any left and I'm breakin ear drums I'm breakin the law I'm all the peace cause Sister Souljah said war So catch me if ya can, if ya can a donut Cause once ya drive away, yo I'm go nut And it up to where it was before nice try But ya can't stop the power of the in ya eye I wonder if I blasted a little Presley Would they pull me over and to arrest me I really doubt doubt it, they probably dancin Jumpin on my tip and pissin in they and Wigglin and jigglin and on they pelvis But you know my so you never hear no Elvis the hardcore dirty street level hits God's on my side so what the devil gets Positivity hittin 50 deep Comin out, they comin out the woofers in my