[ll j] Get the out of here, I'm ll cool wet with bad bitches 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 wrote cause fire and Think I started on the choir singin for the pope Tell your mama please, get up off her You can't wear yellow wit a ass of cottage cheese Open shoes, feet smell like collard greens Toes *kriss krossed* like she on j. dupris' Button your sittin up like beach balls in the 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 that I can hire You know some old nigga wit a bit of attitude Pay him $1500 to a girl in an interlude You say I'm souped up, well, soup is food So what I scratch my nuts, how the is that wrong For so glowin, afro hatin, jamaican rum sippin
[method Kid I'll on your girl buttcheeks
The had my nuts like two red beets I'm banannas, out of my mind they won't let me back in 'cause I was down before the hype like dusty rhodes and bob Bruno samartino, stan Now the rock and cold are my favorite maniacs The top rooster pluckin, chickens when I'm Wwf stands for when and where we
Yo kid Yo, Yo, ey, Ey, ey, Eh,
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm menace ii society I roll through the drive like kane you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datins too See my boys down the ride crack too Bricks, walk around, down and cheese timbs broke out the orphan house Transportin out, the in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners
[method And them niggas ran... My to get 'em With the heat seekin wit, fo' antennas Doc's da name, that's why y'all wit me I'm pocket change, the bums don't with d Objective in 'em, carlo inspection Check the pen, I like a x was in 'em grittin, I brawl wit a major 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, usually means I'm up to somethin Who owe me somethin, them in the back frontin They cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion You know my name, so no need for introduction I'm mr. it all, so none of y'all can do me nothing Bitch I'm grown, puffin on one and bone Bet me and bee be swingin til the honey come get blown, trash get thrown In headlocks, from this view, I'm 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 me, yeah Either or, funky headhunter wild wit shitty draws What's that shit, what shit, shit on your lip I can't smoke wit ya kid, but save ya the clip...
Ayo nigga, Yo, what the fuck, Yo, Uh, Ayo dog, [dmx growl] Bitches can't stand me, [dmx growl] Still pullin out pennies, fuhgidabowdit growl]
The shit I see day brings tears to my eyes How I holla at my niggas brings to my cries Stick for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin niggas talkin bout you from the streets you frontin I never you, and you, I don't know So what the fuck you think is to happen, we gon go Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon you If you can't pick that afro, I'm gon you Walkin you was a lil nigga 'cause you is And don't that daddy's gonna always love his kids niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why You guys will live everybody else'll starve That pretty shit is played, fuck what name hold Break a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga fo' Now you layin somewhere cold, as shit And all that shit, mens will get you hit, bitch