Screwed up eyes in your screwed up head I bet you don't know what I just said Your so Screwed Up- Everybody knows your so Screwed Up Screwed up in the
like water Turn it up a notch, twist the dutch, zone to this, soak it up See me in the club son I'll send niggas to poke you up You know my style 40 cal
: [Intro:] Well this is like ah menace to di society Heh heh heh heh, bigging up fi all di ghetto lady All girls! bruk out and gwaan crazy busy sing
'm thinkin' 'bout the winter When you thinkin' 'bout breakfast, I'm heatin' up my dinner I was plottin' this moment back when y'all was ridin' spinners Now I'm a menace
All these playas comin' up out that H-Town It's goin' down, and you know we bout to climb All these ballers representin' that damn H-Town Blaze up the
said that, me tell dem from way back.. gwaan CHORUS Anyone dare test the borderline soon find out who a de real danger. Whitelabel menace, the digital screw
No mercy fi no Soundboard. Right now you're tuned to the vibes of the Digital Screw. Official Business... White label Menace pon dem case again The Bad
drum we knock 'em down Chop 'em up with the riffs an' in the stew in it Drinkin' pot liquor made of poison glue, pick it up Someone way up livin' in
' 'cause it had to happen Styrofoam cup and a Snapple And you actin' like you been a fan of rappin' If you was hatin' or participatin' When you saw us up
your ass? How about 30 grams ma'? Go upstate, come back downstate, next time around me You might get a POUNDCAKE, (screw that bitch) Fuck it up, she
ripped up keep your lip zipped up Get ripped up (tied up) Cause all the long you was sized up Surprised her Now your rides up Brains fried up Wake up
i'm thinkin bout the winter. When you thinkin bout breakfast, I'm heatin up my dinner. I was plottin this moment back when yall was ridin spinners. Now I'm a menace
had to happen Styrofoam cup, and a Snapple and you actin like you been a fan of rappin If you was hatin or participatin when you saw us up and never
on my Mama's couch Thought about my fucked up life and yelled Slaughterhouse {The beast was crazy. The Pigface Weapon Waist. The belly of the beast gave birth to a menace
[Verse 1] Now that I'm here niggaz wanna wrap the ROC up Nah, backslash wrap the rocks up, back the block up Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers
[Intro:] Well this is like ah menace to di society Heh heh heh heh, bigging up fi all di ghetto lady All girls! bruk out and gwaan crazy busy sing along
the wicked so please find yourself another man... haters feel me [Chorus: x2] This..is..my..liiiife Forgotten in the struggllle Livin to shine [Verse 1: screwed and chopped] [DJ Screw
