[ll j] Get the fuck out of here, I'm ll Soakin wet bad bitches in the indoor pool Yo am i, an animal?
'cause I your's too One bad mooley, and you can get pants, I'm the g.o.a.t., what I wrote cause and smoke I started on the choir singin solo for the pope Tell your mama please, get up off her You can't yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese Open toed shoes, feet smell like greens Toes *kriss krossed* she on j. dupris' team Button your sittin up like balls in the sand plus A mouth of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are Now I'm lookin for some up rapper that I can hire You some old school nigga 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 wrong For so glowin, afro hatin, jamaican rum sippin
[method Kid I'll on your girl buttcheeks
The honey had my nuts like two red I'm banannas, out of my fuckin mind they let me back in 'cause I was down the hype like dusty rhodes and bob backlund Bruno samartino, staziak Now the rock and stone are my favorite maniacs The top rooster pluckin, chickens when I'm Wwf stands for and where we fuckin
Yo kid Yo, Yo, ey, Ey, ey, Eh,
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm menace ii society I roll through the drive thru kane Jack you for the and chicken wings, and datins too See my boys down the ride patience too Bricks, walk around, down Maccaroni and cheese timbs out the orphan house Transportin out, the in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners
[method And niggas that ran... My to get 'em With the seekin flow wit, fo' antennas Doc's da name, why y'all fuck wit me I'm pocket change, the bums fuck with d Objective in 'em, inspection sticka Check the pen, I like a x was in 'em Teeth grittin, I brawl wit a major 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,
[method Yo, this be the j function, music get my blood pumpin Down for whatever, which usually means I'm up to Who owe me somethin, them niggas in the frontin rockin cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion You know my name, so there's no need for I'm mr. it all, so none of y'all can do me nothing Bitch I'm grown, puffin on one and bone Bet me and queen bee be swingin til the honey 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 stand or understand me, yeah Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty that shit, what shit, that shit on your lip I can't wit ya kid, but I'll save ya the clip...
Ayo nigga, Yo, the fuck, fuhgidabowdit Yo, Uh, Ayo dog, fuhgidabowdit growl] Bitches can't stand me, fuhgidabowdit growl] Still pullin out pennies, [dmx growl]
The shit I see every day brings tears to my How I holla at my niggas ears to my cries Stick for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the you frontin I never liked you, and you, I know So what the you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you If you can't that afro, I'm gon bust you like you was a lil nigga 'cause you is And don't that daddy's gonna always love his kids Crackin niggas got the to wonder why I rob, why You will live while everybody else'll starve That pretty shit is played, what your name hold a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga gain fo' Now you layin cold, stiff as shit And all that riffin shit, will get you hit, bitch