[ll j] Get the fuck out of here, I'm ll wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool Yo am i, an animal?
'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 started on the singin solo for the pope Tell your please, get up off her knees You wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese Open toed shoes, feet smell like greens Toes krossed* like she on j. dupris' team Button your sittin up like beach balls in the plus A full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are Now I'm lookin for washed up rapper that I can hire You know some old nigga wit a bit of attitude Pay him $1500 to fuck a girl in an You say I'm souped up, well, soup is good So I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong For so glowin, afro S-curl hatin, jamaican rum
[method Kid I'll burp on your buttcheeks
The honey had my nuts 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 and bob backlund Bruno samartino, staziak Now the rock and stone are my favorite maniacs The top rooster pluckin, chickens when I'm Wwf stands for and where 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 kane Jack you for the cheeseburgers and wings, and datins too See my boys the ride crack patience too Bricks, walk around, snorkel Maccaroni and cheese timbs broke out the orphan out, the poison in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners
man] And them that ran... My to get 'em With the heat seekin flow wit, fo' da name, that's why y'all fuck wit me I'm pocket change, the bums fuck with d in 'em, carlo inspection sticka Check the pen, I write a x was in 'em Teeth grittin, I brawl wit a major 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 rockin cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion You my name, so there's no need for introduction I'm mr. done it all, so of y'all can do me nothing Bitch I'm grown, puffin on that one and Bet me and bee be swingin til the honey come get blown, trash get thrown In headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin star I'm red hot like candy, in '95 won the grammy
Yo, he use it as an now Niggas can't stand or understand me, Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty What's that shit, what shit, shit on your lip I can't smoke wit ya kid, but I'll ya the clip...
Ayo nigga, Yo, the fuck, fuhgidabowdit Yo, Uh, Ayo dog, [dmx growl] Bitches can't stand me, [dmx growl] Still out pennies, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]
The shit I see day brings tears to my eyes How I holla at my brings ears to my cries Stick niggas for not knowin, teach 'em somethin Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the streets you I never liked you, and you, I know So what the fuck you is 'sposed to happen, we gon go on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you If you can't that afro, I'm gon bust you Walkin you was a lil nigga 'cause you is And don't forget that daddy's always love his kids niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why You guys will live while else'll starve That pretty shit is played, fuck what your name a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga gain fo' Now you layin somewhere cold, stiff as And all that riffin shit, will get you hit, bitch