[ll j] Get the fuck out of here, I'm ll 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 Think I on the choir singin solo for the pope your mama please, get up off her knees You can't wear spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese toed shoes, feet smell like collard greens Toes *kriss krossed* like she on j. team Button your sittin up like balls in the sand plus A mouth full of rotten teeth a dildo in her hand Who the fuck let you in, all my are fired Now I'm for some washed up rapper that I can hire You know some old nigga wit a bit of attitude Pay him $1500 to fuck a in an interlude You say I'm souped up, well, is good food So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that For so glowin, pickin S-curl hatin, rum sippin
[method Kid I'll burp on your girl
The honey had my nuts two red beets I'm banannas, out of my fuckin they won't let me back in 'cause I was down before the like dusty rhodes and bob backlund samartino, stan staziak Now the rock and cold are my favorite maniacs The top rooster pluckin, chickens I'm cluckin Wwf for when and where we fuckin
Yo kid Yo, Yo, ey, Ey, ey, Eh,
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm like menace ii I roll through the drive thru kane Jack you for the and chicken wings, and datins too See my down the ride crack patience too Bricks, around, snorkel down Maccaroni and cheese timbs broke out the orphan Transportin out, the in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners
[method And them that ran... My to get 'em With the heat seekin flow wit, fo' Doc's da name, why y'all fuck wit me I'm pocket change, the don't fuck with d Objective in 'em, carlo inspection Check the pen, I like a x was in 'em Teeth grittin, I brawl wit a league mitten
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,
man] Yo, this be the cool j function, music get my pumpin for whatever, which 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 for introduction I'm mr. done it all, so none of can do me nothing Bitch I'm grown, puffin on that one and Bet me and queen bee be til the honey come Backs get blown, trash get In headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin star I'm red hot like candy, in '95 won the grammy
Yo, he use it as an now Niggas can't or understand me, yeah Either or, funky headhunter comanchees wit shitty draws What's that shit, what shit, that on your lip I can't smoke wit ya kid, but I'll ya the clip...
Ayo nigga, Yo, the fuck, fuhgidabowdit Yo, Uh, Ayo dog, fuhgidabowdit growl] Bitches can't me, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl] pullin out pennies, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]
The shit I see every day brings to my eyes How I holla at my brings ears to my cries Stick niggas for not knowin, teach 'em somethin niggas talkin bout you from the streets you frontin I never liked you, and you, I know So what the fuck you think is to happen, we gon go Mono on mono, nigga, I'm gon dust you If you can't that afro, I'm gon bust you Walkin you was a lil nigga 'cause you is And don't forget daddy's gonna always love his kids Crackin niggas got the to wonder why I rob, why You guys live while everybody else'll starve That pretty shit is played, fuck what your name Break a off somethin, watch a nigga gain fo' Now you layin somewhere cold, stiff as And all that shit, mens will get you hit, bitch