you wont last long like weed in brass bongs
just another fag on sum sad bitch ass songs
i shine sober cuz bugz is a soldier
beat that ass like roy jones
doin the randisco at a disco with a big hoe
but the stupid bitch from sisqo now she wont let my dick go
take a shower with my pistol
walk up in you warm brown bag and with sum _you
its simple see im from the d like eric hippo
robbin a nigga in his pinto
sum in the clip one in the chamber
its danger fuckin with this super powered stranger
fuck a battle we brought knives
tryin to catch a case for fun
bussin at the po-po high off weed speed and coacoa
heavy handed with my fo-fo
the wrap all around your haed like erika badu
tearin your flesh and you muscle tissues
knock em out _then check em in
and stand firm hold my nuts waitin on your second wind
punch you in your naval and rip your spine out
talkin bout you run this shit when u got no legs
plus you all booty like jennifer lopez
scratch the skin off your back like fur theives
grab your throught like a nurse squeeze
stick you for a lifetime like herpes
and stealin aluminum siding
smokin dope while hang gliding
challengin hit field hunkies
and climb mt everast blindfolded with my bare hands
fuck battlin we on some gang shit
duck quick cuz u niggas might get hit
i swear dirty dozen we gunna kill all ya
10 seconds kiss you ass good riddance
tell them niggas i wasnt bull shittin
we could fight like a kung fu flick
knock you ass out in 10 seconds
bizarre needs a concellor
i have shitted on so many m.c's
have _ rob ya for your diamonds and pearls
while im in the next room havin my way with your girl
my niggas pop so many guns you swear it was new years
you gunna need a _when my friend battlin you
pop shit my gangs on runyan avenue
you niggas aint crooks plus you all shook
have you mom suck my cock while i read playboy books
i aint sayin im the illest mc
but ask 10 outta 10 niggas and 10 gunna say me
fuck battlin we on some gang shit
duck quick cuz u niggas might get hit
i swear dirty dozen we gunna kill all ya
ass gripper and shit talker
got a love for dynamite like jim walker
and have your missin like jim hoffer
ill be slittin your trought for thinkin of talking
love beef thats why half the click _
no love for hoes but i shit i fuck em _
may as well give em the dick
and when they ask why i aint called em
same shit i tell every chicken head that i bone
they dont beleive it but they know i got a fetish for chrome
pushin cats in wheel chairs down flights of stairs
startin fights with chairs
invite bitches to go hikin with me
and tell there moms she died from skinny dippin in the fountain
mr. porter stay live on wax
while you throw records into crowds just to say you have a hit track
bring catastrophy to others
make you see murder like master p's little brother
with the force of a rim shatterin dunk
now u wanna be thuggish ruggish
you cant flash when all your moneys gone
ill give you a 30 minute head start
fuck that ill even wait till its dark and hunt you down
swing an axe and watch how many dumb thoughts
leak out when your head parts
fuck your automobile to me its just a red car
_now for me you ass clean outta existance
see all these niggas when i step in the club
and any niggas lookin to hard
and gasoline'in them with premium
light a cigarette flick at him
hold up a picture of his family
while you stand in tha back and look mean like e-luv
cant no other crew stand us
put my hands on you quicker then a nigga playin two hand touch
yo kuniva in the ruggedist
hop in the truck and hit everybody on your block
another truck i gotaa put a stain on
in the middle of the street screamin bring the pain on
fuck battlin we on some gang shit
duck quick cuz u niggas might get hit
i swear dirty dozen we gunna kill all ya