Luyện nghe bài hát Etc.

Chorus: (sampled from Black Moon's "How Many Must Get Dissed")

Pen
Pen predator, et et cetera (7X)
Pen predator, et cetera, yeah

1st
know it's about that time without a Schoolly D Gucci
I pop that ass rapper and leave it up to Luke to Pop the Coochie
Truly a wretched -- kept you Under Seige like Seagal
Cause I housed more niggaz than faggot named RuPaul
Y'all all suffer the
I dispense dope without a prescription
prefixes asphyxiate who flips linguistics
Representin the West, relevant to relentless
If renegade rebels resent this syntax (then jack)
Revert to Ras reverse, reverberates
Revolvin written retalliation, rate repetitious
Reflex flex, regret regress to less than recoup
recording, I wreck, records
Reflect stupid, it's so more than just another rap and sample
Cause I model more styles Naomi Campbell
See we been idiots with lyrical syphillis
Since E.S.T. was Ackniculous, the nickle meticulous
ventriloquist when I my voice over the Western HemisFear
While my step over a Trail of Tears
Go get a job as a wit a glass jaw like dat
I brings the impact to fracture mandibles, and manhandle the
Since my mental every MC I've perceive credible
Now edible, kid!
And yo, I'm D for when reputations collide
But zhoom dum da dum, dum dum
Suicide a suicide

("Pen predator, et cetera, et cetera") --> 10X
("Yeah yeah yeah yeah right")

2nd

I pull bitches like a and could come the fuck off
with a vasectomy, in depth I be deeper than recipe
Incite recitation forever Ras Rock Steady like Buck when on ducks
Who get by association
Buy if ya lyrics suck, then fuck ya record juice
Ock, I rock hip-hop non-stop and got more than Snapple
Intricate to stylistics I solicit
It gets niggaz open like fallopian
Fuckin these kids like the Jackson molestations
Sendin ya back as the U.S. Nation did infected refugee Haitians
Uhh, niggaz so what's the haps
You could put up ya dukes but in the West bust caps
So bulletproof fists is the way I'm gone miss, but peep this
My mental's the bullet, my tongue's the finger that it
the method, soundtrack voodoo uh and bamboo like strapped
Come you, oh sorry verbal dyslexic
You better strapped like bamboo and a voodoo soundtrack
And make sure not one bar sounds wack (bitch)
Cause we take the best shit and make it
to Guru, take two fuckin pulls, and pass it