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 refuse whenever they asked to do shit
The type of that you don't have to ask who produced it You just that's the new shit The type of shit causes mass confusion And drastic movement of people actin'
I come to every club intention to do harm With a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Boone's Hidin' under tables as soon as I hear thief that'll steal from his own moms
Connivin' Kon, Artis with a Strapped to my screamin', "Let's get it on" A lush that love to drink, drivin' a tank Rollin' over a bank, cops see me and
drastic, I'm past my limit of coke I think I'll up my high by slittin' your Push your baby carriage into the street 'til it's mince Your mens been beat the minute I step onto street This is music
You why my hands are so numb? No 'Cause my grandmother sucked my and I didn't come, oh Smacked whore for talkin' crap, bitch So what if she's handicapped, the said Bizarre couldn't rap
I hate you, I'll take your drawers down and rape you While Dr. Dre videotapes you, hell Satan done got me on this a hot dog readin' the Holy Quran while I'm on the John
Tired of wearin' this thong it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs, thong, thong, thong Now here's a gun, put it in your palm Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms, your love songs
This kind of music, use it and you get to do shit Whenever you hear some and you can't refuse it It's just some shit for these kids to they rooms with Just refuse whenever asked to do shit
The type of shit 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 of people actin' stupid
Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you 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 you runnin' out this fuckin' 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 bear Blow his head right in front of the priest 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 suffocated my shrink for talkin', came back and fucked up His pallbearers and made 'em his coffin, it's fight music
These beads I'm is stingin' '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 and gasolinin' 'em with premium
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 your lookin' Fuck fight music, bitch is losin' your life music
If I could capture the rage of youth and bottle it Crush the glass from my hands and swallow it Then it back in the faces of you racists And hypocrites who think the same shit but say shit
You Liberace's, and you Nazis Watch me 'cause you thinkin' you got me in hot seat You motherfuckers wanna judge me 'cause not me never stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me
I came to these new generations of babies From parents who failed to raise 'em 'cause lazy To to praise me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy That's how I got this whole to embrace me
And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm on And this is for any kid who gets picked on A song to retaliate to and it's called
This kind of music, use it and you get 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 refuse whenever they asked to do
The type of shit that you don't to ask who produced it You just that's the new shit The type of shit that causes confusion And drastic movement of actin' stupid, it's fight music