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 shit for these kids to trash they with Just refuse they asked to do shit
The type of shit that you have to ask who produced it You just know the new shit The type of shit that mass confusion And drastic movement of people 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 Paranoid thief steal from his own moms
Connivin' Kon, Artis a bomb to my stomach screamin', "Let's get it on" A that love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank Rollin' over a bank, see me and faint
It's drastic, I'm past my of coke I think I'll up my by slittin' your throat Push your baby carriage into the street 'til it's mince Your been beat the minute I step onto your street This is fight
You why my hands are so numb? No 'Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I come, oh this whore for talkin' crap, bitch So what if handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap
I fuckin' hate you, take your drawers down and rape you While Dr. Dre videotapes you, hell done got me on this song Eatin' a hot dog the Holy Quran while I'm on the John
Tired of this 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 songs
kind of music, use it and you get amped to do shit Whenever you hear some shit and you can't it just 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 of shit that causes mass confusion And drastic movement of people actin'
Just bring who you gon' on, who you gon' swing on? I'm Kong, guns blow you to kingdom come Show you machine gun Sixteen and one pump, click-clack
The in my paw, shove it in your jaw Have you runnin' out this fuckin' club in drawers We lovin' the broads, there's to applaud But fuck it it's all good, the is up in The Source, it's fight music
I'm a that loves scuffles And won't hesitate to sock you again for knuckles I'm like that, a nigga like bear traps Blow his head back right in front of the sayin', "You hear that?"
I slap your freak, bump you and speak If you on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink I my shrink just for talkin', came back and fucked up His pallbearers and 'em drop his coffin, it's fight music
These I'm swingin' is stingin' 'em See all these niggaz? I step in the club, I'm bringin' 'em If any nigga too hard, we Rodney King 'n 'em Malice green to them and 'em with premium
a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em Hold up a of his family and kick it at him Blast you right hookin', right when your wife's lookin' Fuck music, bitch this is losin' your life music
If I could capture the rage of today's and bottle it Crush the from my bare hands and swallow it Then spit it back in the faces of you And who think the same shit but don't say shit
You Liberace's, and you Nazis me 'cause you thinkin' you got me in this hot seat You motherfuckers wanna me 'cause you're 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 me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy That's how I got this whole nation to me
And you fugazi if you think admit wrong I cripple any hypocritic I'm sic'd on And this is for any kid who gets picked on A sick song to to and it's called
kind of music, use it and you get amped to do shit Whenever you some 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 of shit that you don't have to ask who produced it You just that's the new shit The of shit that causes mass confusion And drastic movement of actin' stupid, it's fight music