One little, two little, little Indie rap Headphones, Watch 'em all, 'em all 'em all, it goes 'Watch out" Watch 'em all, 'em all
Jack the Ripper, Jack, Jack the Peace to Jack tripper and those well stoned stickers My is Sean and I never had dreadlocks I got an army full of women screamin' "Head shots"
I guess that it, don't it She started to make a but it came apart That's you get for tryin' to make your little sister eat the kitty litter watch a rapper get bitter like the city winter
What the fuck you You frustrated or something? Did you a bad week? Man, you got issues, I sorry for you Yo, shittin' on me is so 2002,
Turn your mic off, and the lights off Who ever put your record out must have needed write Who play when the game's in a tight spot? Slug, you can find me in the A's of your
Watch out! When the crowd gets It could burn up the or make the walls all fall down Watch out! you open up your mouth I can smell that you don't know what you're talkin' about, it
Watch out! We all love a But we don't wanna see you up out the underground Watch out! If you like the sound you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town
Cars drive by with the system I must be gettin' old the bass sounds ridiculous And nowadays, every body's bitin' So fuck it, I'ma stand over here and do the
Besides police, I've got no Just me, my beliefs and my bad A van and some Ant beets rap to slap you to last week
Caught between the and the advice Drunk, walkin' out in traffic just to fly Time out, the free style rhyme out, my last Fuck a classic album, give my 5 mics
And when the smoke clears, you won't be able to suck Like you did as a slut trick And with a mat on his grill, he "Who the fuck are you?" Don't worry man, I'ma be nobody too
Watch out! When the gets loud It could up the roof or make the walls all fall down Watch out! When you up your mouth I can that you don't know what you're talkin' about, it goes
Watch out! We all love a But we don't wanna see you up out the underground Watch out! If you don't like the Fuck you! I'm just to put it down for my home town
Look, I your hate I was younger, I wanted to be LL Cool J Then he started makin' records for the and shit So I ripped up the Kangol and threw it
I stole from KRS One A Big Daddy Cane and some DJ Run And then we took our life and made it a And look, Rhyme sayers is on
It's the D-A double D-Y S-E-A-N He hasn't hit the to jump, guess he waitin'? For what? I don't know, but who come with me? I got at least one tool with me
So me, or idolize me Study from a distance or right beside me It don't matter, just act I know And watch your on the beat or get sacked at the free throw
Watch out! the crowd gets loud It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall Watch out! When you up your mouth I can smell that you don't know you're talkin' about, it goes
Watch out! We all love a But we don't see you climb up out the underground Watch out! If you don't the sound Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it for my home town
out! out! out! 1, 2, 3 3, 2, 1 out!