[ll j] Get the out of here, I'm ll cool Soakin wet 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., what I wrote fire and smoke Think I started on the singin solo for the pope Tell your mama please, get up off her You wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese Open toed shoes, feet smell collard greens *kriss krossed* like she on j. dupris' team Button your sittin up like beach balls in the plus A mouth full of rotten teeth with a in her hand Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are Now I'm lookin for washed up rapper that I can hire You some old school nigga wit a bit of attitude Pay him $1500 to fuck a girl in an You say I'm up, well, soup is good food So I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong For so glowin, pickin S-curl hatin, rum sippin
man] Kid I'll burp on your 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 before the hype like dusty rhodes and bob Bruno samartino, staziak Now the and stone cold 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 like menace ii I roll through the drive like kane you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datins too See my boys down the ride patience too Bricks, walk around, 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 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 in 'em, carlo inspection sticka Check the pen, I like a x was in 'em Teeth grittin, I wit a major 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 blood Down for whatever, usually means I'm up to somethin Who owe me somethin, them niggas in the frontin 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 of y'all can do me nothing Bitch I'm grown, on that one and bone Bet me and queen bee be til the honey come get blown, trash get thrown 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 stand or understand me, Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty What's that shit, what shit, that shit on lip I can't 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 pullin out pennies, fuhgidabowdit growl]
The I see every day brings tears to my eyes 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 liked you, and you, I don't 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 pick afro, I'm gon bust you Walkin like you was a lil nigga you is And forget that daddy's gonna always love his kids Crackin got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why You guys will live while everybody starve That pretty shit is played, fuck your name hold Break a nigga off somethin, watch a gain fo' Now you somewhere cold, stiff as shit And all that shit, mens will get you hit, bitch