Welcome back, ladies and To the Coaster Malpractice Please stay seated, yeah and hold on even tighter now Cause this section's, as big as the Fuckin', bleedin' Ti, fuckin'
And it's called the Heart Mountain Which we is self-explanatory (Stop, stop, stop, stop)
Yo, I know the is watchin' Dirty date niggas and plottin' for my downfall, street got options Fuck y'all, can ball, I'ma stay rockin' All emcee's paused when heard the album's droppin'
Nuttin' but the hottest hip hop rap in a state of emergency, it's shockin' I produce joints loosen up the socket Crowd through the mosh pit on some rock shit
Bang head to this, pump your fist if you feelin' it Wild the fuck out, bust a clip for the of it This is as good as it get, who you with? Who the
committed, sold my soul to this rap shit Slow your roll, a bowl, you get clapped quick I with, ghetto bastard with biscuits And grab my dick and it, get the picture
on This is Dr. Trevis, comin' to y'all live Hold on, on The Coaster Malpractice (Stop, stop, stop, stop)
Yo, yo, yo, I cop a new Benz, crash the So hard the airbags use nasal Jump out, the shottie, raise 'em up I stomp holes like the ground ain't paved
Inform the former, the first was a warm-up The next bomb on where your car alarm was Chickens that'll run in, burn the up Shots'll tear ya John and Phat Farm up
I never got a Soul Train Never lost to emcee's as as y'all a bitch car payment off I'm a when the chain is off, nigga
I set and I slowly blas With a axe, and a pump, and a goalie Leavin', stains of blood on your glass When I'm, in hood nigga throw me bags, y'all
on You've been hit with the ultimate hardcore shit on, hold on, motherfucker The Roller Malpractice (Stop, stop, stop, stop)
trip the night fantastic I'm flexible, used to call me plastic These big butt get they ass kicked It is it is, shittin' on y'all kids live where we live
I can't be defeated like 'Nobody the Wiz' Like, Daddy's home can't nobody beat the kids You know the Clan and you know the fuckin' man Meth rock a mic a kickstand Two blunts and in his wristband
you and your bitch, man Lookin' in your lobby, me stick-man When goin' down, call me quicksand Zero to sixty in a second, pack a Smith & And if the price is right, you can be the contestant
For aggression, no question, M E to the F And be flexin' as hard as my Kid, learn your lesson what if I decide to start testin' Your joint, end the motherfuckin'
on This is the final moment, where you motherfuckers to die Hold on, on, yo The Roller Malpractice (Stop, stop, stop, stop)
Yo, yo, let a get into it Lubricate y'all veins with this do it I Einstein the rhymes, spit thangs to prove it Cross the Mack, in fact, my game's the truest
Now I'm on the highway, it my way With Street, Illegal, Meth, Roc, and Doc like the weather was warm and drop heat On the through zero degree storms and
the ghetto, pop your metal Smoke it a cigarette till ya optic yellow The addiction, no friction I got them rap fillin' out a prescription, with diction
thick when I put fire to the steaks And the odds, like a iron to your face These hard years spent Oxy-Cleanin' Make it clear, look out, Big is here, nigga, what?
on This is Dr, Trevis, y'all motherfuckers Hold on, on The Roller Coaster (Stop, stop, stop, stop)
Hold on, on PPP Def Squad, we lock down Hold on, on The Roller Coaster (Stop, stop, stop, stop)