[nine]
Ta rasss who you think you playin with?
Itand's the nine and iand'm on some old word to jah type shit
Flavor spits from the larynx check cdand's
Cassettes brings checks up in my rest
Mirror mirror sit and'pon wall!
Who comes down with true wicked yes yand'all!
Membranes them haffa ? from egg
Still iand'm full of lead i ah leave nuff man dead
I possess finesse wear vest and'pon chest
Pack glock in waist for whoeva won test
Six million ways to die - chose one!
Razor blade, cyanide, and de one shotgun
Just to name a few, i-ah mash up your crew
Here it comes, microphone check, one two!
We can get wicked whether night or day
Nine, nine, come out and play!
Chorus: repeat 2x
Ta rasss! all i need is power-u
The mic, crazy cash, a twist, and a brew
Ta rasss! all i need is power-u
The mic, crazy cash, a twist, and a brew
[nine]
I get high like fuckin helicopters
And when i get home i peel off my silk boxers
Wash my nuts, scratch my ass, what the fuck is up?
Check the cash in the stash
Mcand's are fleas, to nine
I make cheese like thieves, nigga please!
Open sesame, donand't test me
Iand'll shove my balls in your mouth, you look like dizzy gillespie
For those who wave they arm, iand'ma hack it off
With the weed whacker, and then back smack ya, carjack ya
Run you down with a tractor!
You a actor, tryin to play my part with no fuckin heart
You the tin man... nigga!
Go see the wizard of oz or kick the can
Damn, now i am the man the only man
With a sound that pounds like gunshots in weed spots
The only thing she gettin is big.. cock..
When i push and i push in that wet.. spot..
How she like it? how she like it? she like it a lot
Cause iand'm thick and i hit that g.. spot..
Chorus
[nine]
I got cash, crazy cash, i stash hash
In the crack of my ass, then i dash, quick fast
I blast, mcand's donand't last, i move fast
Like cigarette ash, they drop, on the grass, through the glass
I see, asses i must pass, then i crash and cut
Like grandmaster flash at early mass!
The monster mash bump uglies like car crash
Iand'm like, everlast, _jump around_ when i *bust* that ass
Laugh last, laugh best, who you won test?
Iand'll make a mess on your girlfriendand's dress
Then bless the buddha, put away the sixteen shot shooter
Cause i ainand't new ta, who da?
Hell is gonna question the _redrum_ master himself
Yeah, i blow ta rasss off the top shelf
Ta rasss.. all respect goes out
To krs-one, primo, ralph mcdaniels, sluggy ranks
Redman, method man, ill al skratch
Tha alkaholiks - j-ro, my nigga!
And thatand's how iand'ma leave you on this note right here
If you frontin, on the n-i-n-e
I bring ta rasss.. mad noise, and let you recognize!
Itand's my turn now! (ta rasss)
Ta rasss!
