This of music, use it and you get amped to do shit Whenever you hear some shit and you can't it It's just some for these kids to trash they rooms with Just whenever they asked to do shit
The type of that you don't have to ask who produced it You just know the new shit The type of that causes mass confusion And movement of people actin' stupid
I come to every club intention to do harm With a arm and smellin' like Boone's Farm under tables as soon as I hear alarms Paranoid thief that'll from his own moms
Connivin' Kon, Artis with a to my stomach screamin', "Let's get it on" A lush that to drink, drunk drivin' a tank Rollin' over a bank, see me and faint
It's drastic, I'm past my limit of I think I'll up my high by slittin' throat your baby carriage into the street 'til it's mince meat Your been beat the minute I step onto your street is fight music
You know why my are so numb? No 'Cause my grandmother sucked my 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 drawers down and rape you Dr. Dre videotapes you, hell yeah Satan done got me on 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 here's a gun, I'll put it in your Now go over there and up Dru Hill's arms, fuck your love songs
This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do Whenever you hear shit and you can't refuse it It's just some shit for these kids to they rooms with refuse whenever they asked to do shit
The type of shit that you don't to ask who produced it You know that's the new shit The type of shit that causes mass And drastic movement of people stupid
Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' on? I'm Kong, guns blow you to kingdom come Show you gun funk Sixteen m-16's and one pump,
The snub in my paw, it in your jaw Have you runnin' out fuckin' club in your drawers We lovin' the broads, nothin' to applaud But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source, it's fight
I'm a nigga loves scuffles And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear Blow his head right in front of the priest sayin', "You hear that?"
I slap your freak, bump you and won't If you step on my feet, you get drowned in own drink I suffocated my just for talkin', came back and fucked up His pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin, fight music
beads I'm swingin' is stingin' 'em See all these niggaz? When I step in the club, I'm 'em If any nigga lookin' too hard, we Rodney 'n 'em Malice green to them and gasolinin' 'em premium
a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em Hold up a picture of his and kick it at him Blast while you right hookin', right when wife's lookin' Fuck fight music, this is losin' your life music
If I capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it the glass from my bare hands and swallow it Then spit it back in the faces of you And hypocrites who think the same shit but say shit
You Liberace's, Versace's and you Watch me you thinkin' you got me in this hot seat You motherfuckers wanna judge me 'cause not me You'll never stop me, I'm top as you pop me
I came to save new generations of babies From who failed to raise 'em 'cause they're lazy To grow to praise me, I'm makin' 'em go That's how I got this nation to embrace me
And you if you think I'ma admit wrong I any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on And this song is for any kid who gets on A sick to retaliate to and it's called
This kind of music, use it and you get to do shit Whenever you hear some and you can't refuse it It's some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with Just refuse whenever asked to do shit
The type of shit that you have to ask who produced it You know that's the new shit The type of shit causes mass confusion And drastic movement of people actin' stupid, fight music