[ll j] Get the fuck out of here, I'm ll Soakin wet bad bitches in the indoor pool Yo what am i, an
'cause I your's too One bad mooley, and you can get pants, I'm the g.o.a.t., I wrote cause fire and smoke Think I started on the singin solo for the pope Tell your please, get up off her knees You can't wear yellow wit a ass of cottage cheese Open toed shoes, feet smell collard greens Toes *kriss krossed* like she on j. dupris' Button your sittin up like beach balls in the plus A mouth full of 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 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, afro S-curl hatin, jamaican rum
man] Kid I'll burp on your buttcheeks
The had my nuts like 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 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 through the drive thru like kane Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and too See my boys the ride crack patience too Bricks, around, snorkel down Maccaroni and cheese broke out the orphan house out, the poison in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners
[method And them niggas ran... My to get 'em the heat seekin flow wit, fo' antennas Doc's da name, that's why y'all wit me I'm change, the bums don't fuck with d Objective in 'em, inspection sticka the pen, I write 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 hear me, Yo nigga,
man] Yo, this be the cool j function, music get my blood Down for whatever, which means I'm up to somethin Who owe me somethin, niggas in the back frontin They rockin cuffs and, put the eight up, You my name, so there's no need for introduction I'm mr. done it all, so none of can do me nothing I'm grown, puffin on that one and bone Bet me and bee be swingin til the honey come get blown, trash 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 stand or understand me, Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty 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, [dmx growl] Bitches can't stand me, fuhgidabowdit [dmx Still pullin out pennies, fuhgidabowdit growl]
The shit I see day brings tears to my eyes How I at my niggas brings ears to my cries Stick for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the you frontin I never you, and you, I don't know So what the fuck you is 'sposed to happen, we gon go on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you If you can't pick afro, I'm gon bust you like you was a lil nigga 'cause you is And don't forget that gonna always love his kids Crackin got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why You will live while everybody else'll starve That pretty shit is played, fuck what your hold a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga gain fo' Now you layin somewhere cold, as shit And all that riffin shit, mens will get you hit,