This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do you hear some shit and you can't refuse it It's just some shit for these to trash they rooms with Just refuse they asked to do shit
The type of that you don't have to ask who produced it You know that's the new shit The type of that causes mass confusion And drastic movement of people actin'
I come to every club intention to do harm a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Boone's Farm Hidin' tables as soon as I hear alarms Paranoid thief that'll from his own moms
Connivin' Kon, with a bomb to my stomach screamin', "Let's get it on" A lush that to drink, drunk drivin' a tank Rollin' a bank, cops see me and faint
It's drastic, I'm past my of coke I I'll up my high by slittin' your throat Push your baby carriage into the 'til it's mince meat Your mens been beat the minute I onto your street This is music
You know why my hands are so No 'Cause my sucked my dick and I didn't come, oh Smacked this whore for talkin' crap, So what if handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap
I fuckin' hate you, I'll take your down and rape you While Dr. Dre you, hell yeah Satan done got me on this Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy Quran I'm on the John
of wearin' this yellow thong Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs, thong, thong, Now a gun, I'll put it in your palm Now go over and blow up Dru Hill's arms, fuck your love songs
kind of music, use it and you get amped to do shit Whenever you hear shit and you can't refuse it It's just some for these kids to trash they rooms with Just refuse whenever they to do shit
The type of shit that you don't to ask who produced it You just know that's the new The type of shit that causes confusion And drastic movement of people actin'
Just bring who you bring on, who you gon' swing on? I'm King Kong, blow you to kingdom come Show you machine gun m-16's and one pump, click-clack
The in my paw, shove it in your jaw Have you runnin' out this club in your drawers We lovin' the broads, there's to applaud But it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source, it's fight music
I'm a that loves scuffles And won't hesitate to you again for swollen knuckles I'm like that, catch a nigga like traps his head back right in front of the priest sayin', "You hear that?"
I your freak, bump you and won't speak If you step on my feet, you get drowned in own drink I suffocated my shrink for talkin', came back and fucked up His and made 'em drop his coffin, it's fight music
These beads I'm is stingin' 'em See all these niggaz? When I in the club, I'm bringin' 'em If any nigga lookin' too hard, we Rodney 'n 'em Malice green to them and gasolinin' 'em with
a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em Hold up a picture of his family and it at him Blast while you right hookin', right when wife's lookin' Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin' your life
If I could capture the rage of today's youth and it Crush the glass from my bare hands and it Then spit it back in the of you racists And hypocrites who think the same but don't say shit
You Liberace's, and you Nazis Watch me 'cause you you got me in this hot seat You motherfuckers judge me 'cause you're not me You'll stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me
I came to save new generations of babies parents who failed to raise 'em 'cause they're lazy To grow to me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy That's how I got this whole nation to me
And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit I cripple any hypocritic I'm sic'd on And this song is for any kid who gets on A sick song to to and it's called
This kind of music, use it and you get to do shit Whenever you hear some shit and you refuse it It's just shit for these kids to trash they rooms with Just whenever they asked to do shit
The type of shit that you have to ask who produced it You just know that's the new The type of shit that causes mass And drastic movement of people actin' stupid, it's fight