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