[ll j] Get the out of here, I'm ll cool wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool Yo am i, an animal?
'cause I bagged too One bad mooley, and you can get pants, I'm the g.o.a.t., I wrote cause fire and smoke I started on the choir singin solo for the pope Tell your mama please, get up off her You can't wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cheese Open toed shoes, smell like collard greens Toes *kriss krossed* she on j. dupris' team Button your sittin up like balls in the sand plus A full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand Who the fuck let you in, all my are fired Now I'm lookin for some washed up rapper I can hire You know some old school wit a bit of attitude Pay him $1500 to fuck a in an interlude You say I'm souped up, well, soup is food So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that For so glowin, pickin hatin, jamaican rum sippin
[method Kid I'll burp on girl buttcheeks
The honey had my nuts two red beets I'm banannas, out of my mind they won't let me back in 'cause I was before the hype like dusty rhodes and bob backlund Bruno samartino, staziak Now the rock and stone cold are my maniacs The top rooster pluckin, when I'm cluckin Wwf stands for and where we fuckin
Yo kid Yo, Yo, ey, Ey, ey, Eh,
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm like menace ii I through the drive thru like kane Jack you for the and chicken wings, and datins too See my down the ride crack patience too Bricks, walk around, snorkel Maccaroni and cheese timbs broke out the house out, the poison in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners
man] And niggas that ran... My to get 'em With the heat seekin flow wit, fo' Doc's da name, that's why y'all wit me I'm pocket change, the bums don't fuck d Objective in 'em, carlo sticka Check the pen, I write a x was in 'em Teeth grittin, I brawl wit a major league
Where the at Yo, yo, punk, m me wit him
Yo, Ayo nigga, Yo, yo, yo, Yo dog, Yo you heard, Ayo you me, fuhgidabowdit Yo nigga,
[method Yo, this be the j function, music get my blood pumpin Down for whatever, usually means I'm up to somethin Who owe me somethin, them niggas in the back They rockin cuffs and, put the up, rappercussion You know my name, so there's no need for I'm mr. done it all, so none of y'all can do me Bitch I'm grown, puffin on one and bone Bet me and queen bee be swingin til the come Backs get blown, get thrown In headlocks, from view, I'm fuckin star jones I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the
Yo, he use it as an now Niggas can't or understand me, yeah or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty draws What's that shit, what shit, that on your lip I smoke wit ya kid, but I'll save ya the clip...
Ayo nigga, Yo, the fuck, fuhgidabowdit Yo, Uh, Ayo dog, [dmx growl] Bitches stand me, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl] Still out pennies, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]
The shit I see day brings tears to my eyes How I holla at my niggas ears to my cries Stick niggas for not knowin, then 'em somethin Bitch niggas talkin you from the streets you frontin I never liked you, and you, I know So the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon you If you can't pick that afro, I'm gon you Walkin you was a lil nigga 'cause you is And don't that daddy's gonna always love his kids Crackin got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why You guys will live everybody else'll starve That shit is played, fuck what your name hold Break a nigga off somethin, watch a gain fo' Now you somewhere cold, stiff as shit And all that riffin shit, mens will get you hit,