[ll j] Get the out of here, I'm ll cool Soakin wet with bad in the indoor pool Yo what am i, an
'cause I your's too One bad mooley, and you can get pants, I'm the g.o.a.t., what I cause fire and smoke Think I on the choir singin solo for the pope Tell your mama please, get up off her You can't wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage toed shoes, feet smell like collard greens Toes *kriss like she on j. dupris' team Button your sittin up like beach in the sand plus A mouth full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are Now I'm lookin for some washed up rapper that I can You know some old nigga wit a bit of attitude Pay him $1500 to fuck a in an interlude You say I'm souped up, well, is good food So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that For so glowin, afro S-curl hatin, rum sippin
[method Kid I'll burp on girl buttcheeks
The honey had my like two red beets I'm banannas, out of my fuckin mind they won't let me in 'cause I was down before the hype like dusty rhodes and bob samartino, stan staziak Now the rock and stone cold are my maniacs The top pluckin, chickens when I'm cluckin Wwf stands for when and we fuckin
Yo kid Yo, Yo, ey, Ey, ey, Eh,
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm like menace ii I roll through the drive thru like Jack you for the and chicken wings, and datins too See my boys the ride crack patience too Bricks, walk around, snorkel Maccaroni and cheese broke out the orphan house Transportin out, the in 'em Box 'em up in the with the frozen dinners
[method And them niggas ran... My to get 'em With the heat seekin flow wit, fo' Doc's da name, why y'all fuck wit me I'm change, the bums don't fuck with d Objective in 'em, carlo sticka Check the pen, I like a x was in 'em Teeth grittin, I brawl wit a league mitten
Where the at Yo, yo, punk, m me wit him
Yo, Ayo nigga, Yo, yo, yo, Yo dog, Yo you heard, Ayo you me, fuhgidabowdit Yo nigga,
[method Yo, this be the cool j function, music get my blood Down for whatever, which means I'm up to somethin Who owe me somethin, niggas in the back frontin They rockin cuffs and, put the up, rappercussion You know my name, so there's no need for I'm mr. done it all, so none of y'all can do me Bitch I'm grown, on that one and bone Bet me and queen bee be til the honey come get blown, trash get thrown In headlocks, from view, I'm fuckin star jones I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the
Yo, he use it as an now Niggas can't stand or understand me, Either or, headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty draws that shit, what shit, that shit on your lip I can't wit ya kid, but I'll save ya the clip...
Ayo nigga, Yo, what the fuck, Yo, Uh, Ayo dog, [dmx growl] can't stand me, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl] Still out pennies, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]
The shit I see every day brings tears to my How I holla at my niggas ears to my cries Stick for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin Bitch niggas talkin you from the streets you frontin I never liked you, and you, I know So what the you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you If you can't pick that afro, I'm gon you Walkin like you was a lil nigga you is And forget that daddy's gonna always love his kids Crackin niggas got the to wonder why I rob, why You guys will while everybody else'll starve That pretty is played, fuck what your name hold a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga gain fo' Now you layin somewhere cold, as shit And all that riffin shit, mens will get you hit,