success Is what I quest 'Cause I'm fearless, now tha streetz R Deathrow ('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') Tha streetz R Deathrow ('Cause I
cheek Like so close to me that when I move it squeaks I ain't no big buff dude I'm a rap singer I exercise one muscle that's my strap finger And I can
-punk version of the following smashing pop-songs: Along Comes Mary Close To You Afternoon Delight Having My Baby Love Will Keep Us Together D-I-V-O-
you think I've lost it Ah shit, I'm ready to rock I'm ready to roll and rock So give a nigga some room before I tick and I tock And explode like a bomb
mean I stay together, my man, like Al Green I'm a slayer, the E R I C K and I'm back To attack a punk chump that ain't sayin' Jack Boom, I'm buckwild
in check I used to run some call girls and pimp 'em just for fun But you should see how the gangsters can make us pimps r-r-run! Back in '82 I used to
daddy time Keep checking you watch Before I've tooken your home plate I'm Jackie Robinson, you'd better dodge Brooklyn My mack will never crack So fuck pussy bunting I
you watch Before I've tooken your home plate I'm Jackie Robinson, you'd better dodge Brooklyn My mack will never crack So fuck pussy bunting I got Mother
I'm a policeman "Hang up, punk" That's all I say. ACTOR First time you worked on the lot there ACTRESS I must say R. K.O are O.K. ALL Movies. BOY
bomb pop truck I make rappers go back to the block They be like "maybe I was better off selling rocks" I'm Murphey Lee in the place to be punk And I
whole damn concept I'm out to wreck, sucker MC's Steppin' to me with garbage I'm Goldilocks and I'm taxin' your porridge (Yeah) Ooh, cold but yummy I slept in your bed and your girl sucks funny I
I'm wicked, sit back and kick it, as I saliva How I took in your eyeball, I call all shots for the GNC Nigga close your eyes cuz you ain't seeing me
i can bust you out with my super sperm i go do it, i go do it, i go do it, do it , do it an i'm here an i'm there i'm big bang hank, im everywhere just
boy You did it I done it I get I punish The shit that I come wit?ll separate a rib from a stomach I?m the boss when I spit it you love matta fact I?m
I make rappers go back to the block They be like "maybe I was better off selling rocks" I'm Murphey Lee in the place to be punk and I got enough skunk
see i'm six foot one and i'm tons of fun and i dress to a t ya see i got more clothes than muhammad ali and i dress so viciously i got bodyguards,
seat, sunk deep Long niggaz bustin out they punk heat I make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys But I ain't wettin that I don't wanna send nobody
my cheek Like so close to me that when I move it squeaks I ain't no big buff dude I'm a rap singer I exercise one muscle that's my strap finger And I