Ladies and gentlemen (2x)
Hereand's the new shit iand'm on
we can all get along
but if ya step to me wrong
iand'm gonna bang ya like a gong
and i donand't need a gang to do it
i creep solo
beat ya till ya dead
put out ya freakin head
thatand's how i do
because iand'm sick like dat
and youand'll get kicked like dat
if ya fakinand' the funk
i got a trunk full of beats
and a head full of rhymes
i got stains on my sheets
from all the good times
that i spent with ya hookers
some were good lookers
and some were just stunts
after too many hlunts
ya got ya arm around ya girl
but donand't make me laugh kid
gettin steam pressured
your oirland's scheminand' on the grafted
jail faced celt
backed up
catch a welt
from the buckle
of my belt
now tell me how that felt
Oooh iand'm on some of the over there shit (3x)
iand'm on some milky i donand't care shit
I donand't care...
Itand's the return of the livin dead
put all concerned to bed
iand'm alive and kickinand'
ask any girl iand'm stickin
back once again
i never shot no heroin
or hit the glass pipe
ass wipe
stop the rumor
iand'll kill ya like a tumor in your colon
iand'll leave your shit all swollen
get off my dick cause thick is how iand'm rollinand'
the soul assassainatorand'll
get ya open like a crator
iand'm down with psycho vader
cause iand'm flavaand' like a plate aand'
corn beef and cabage
iand'm a savage on the set
donand't do nuthinand' youand'll regret
because youand'll end up gettinand' wet like water
iand'm out for slaughter
cops lock up your daughter
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I rock it page style cause freed damaged ya
if ya play me close punk iand'm gonnaand' damage ya
we got the funkdoobie in the house
with the mickey mouse
i spot a hooker then iand'm runnin up in ya blouse
i ainand't a bitch so donand't play me soft
i got a round in my chamber and the safetyand's off
pullinand' on the trigger
ainand't nuthin brave
but iand'm a sick fucker
like a red-neck trucker
and i just might buck ya down
youand're starinand' down my barrell
so ya jump around
ya try to get away
but iand'm too quick to pull
so donand't try to gas me
punk, my tankand's full
i ainand't got the time
i donand't need the fuel
punk we can duel
iand'll take ya ass to school
then break down the lesson
hereand's the pop quiz
i gets top billin
you can ask giz
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