even go to pay me i take pleasure in layin nigga down daily you face me drunk or sober you faint fast i never fucked up to where i cant whoop your ass
tell a muthafuckin' slut, to her face Play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her face I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my
backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute
til my pupils swell up like 2 pennies I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties A young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass So the rats
like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that
your money And don't try nothin funny Cuz you know your stinkin ass is too fat to try to outrun me I went to grab my gun Thats when her ass put it on
To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too! To all the friends I used to have - yo I miss my past But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS
tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain no oxygen otherwords there's no heir to the throne when I die so does hip hop hitchcock, better shit bitch ass
off circulation 2 the brain no oxygen Otherwise there's no heir to the throne! When I die so does Hip-Hop! - Hitchcock better shit bitch ass got a zip
my guts and can't stand me (yeah) Packed up, moved out, started a new family So all this strugglin for what, so I can blow up marry a slut but can't watch
here talkin to you muthafuckas Ja Rule punk ass... Yea! Fuckin Soul For Real ass... Nigga that's Soul For Real, That the nigga from Soul For Real! Candy Rain ass
don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass
my pupils swell up like two pennies i'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties a young ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass so the rats
ruin my career you better get one, Like I'm a sit and fight with you over some slut bitch cunt that made me put up with her psycho ass over 6 months and
crush it with my butt-muscles while I cut vocals. Slut, poke holes in your shirt jump in mud puddles, While I stomp mudholes in your ass girl, now let
kill half a breath left on my death bed screaming F that yeah super ill baby what the deal we can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal fuck a stank slut