Key: Db major
Verse 1
Gm
G
So all the knuckle, knuckle,
knucklehead rappers
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F
Gm
The ones that eat cheese
The ones that try to be
what they're really not
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G
Because they found a few rhymes
in the rag -lio sock
Well, it's time to let you know
that I rap the top shit
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G
And ain't nobody here
who can f*** with it
So just to watch your steps, honey,
cause I'm the boss
I bet I'll sting your little booty
like a red hot sauce
A few words of advice that I give to you
I'll take a 5, 6, 7
of your whole damn crew
So just to go on about your business
and keep your traps shut
That's why they call me Winter Prince,
cause I am the chief
I hear you jealous MC's
out there sucking your teeth
But you won't do it to my face
Cause you know I ain't playing
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G
on the motherf***ing planet
It takes a lot to f*** around
with the Rhizologists
I'm prepared, experienced,
and I'm also equipped
For any rookie MC
who comes talking shit
And if you want to fight,
hey, you better come right
Because I might get uptight
and beat you up with my mic
I'll get you down on the ground,
get you in a bear hug
Then I'll step all in your face
like you're a waterfall
I'll make you swell and yell,
make you heat and bleed
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G
F
Pat you six feet under
like a pumpkin seed
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G
F
until you get a rash
like some corned beef hash
Cause this ain't no fairy tale
and it ain't no myth
And it don't matter to me
who you come back with
Your pops, the cops,
or your punk ass crew
They'll the same treatment
that I gave you
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F
no rookie's offense,
who's under arm's thick.
All you Trump MC's
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F
hop your ass in the tub
cuz you smell kinda folky.
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F
You're always walking around
asking for respect,
trying to hide that crust
from behind your neck.
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F
And when I asked you about it,
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F
you tried to be smart,
saying that ain't nothing, Wiz,
it's just my birthmark.
she told me not to laugh,
but that you had your birthmark
on the back of your ass.
And now I know the truth,
and I'ma tell the world
But before I do that,
but I know how she looks
Like some creepy motherf***er
from a comic book
She wore a long dingy dress
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F
An d some smelly perfume
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G
Her breasts smelled like she
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G
just ate something rotten
But I listened carefully,
and found nothing school
About keeping her money
in her compact boots
Now I know and you know
Gm
F
that you made an error
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G
But you're the one who has to
walk down the street with her
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G
C
Now it's time, for me to get on you
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C
G
So listen up and up ahead
cause I'm not through
I heard you're the type
who depends on your mommy
Still getting close from the Salvation Army
I hope she kicks you out,
now where you gonna stay?
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G
Your best bet is the YM CA
They'll take you in and give you a meal
And a bed so hard you swore it was steel
And you'll get used to it
and you'll never say no
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G
Because you know you're starving,
and start dressing neat?
See, it ain't hard to do,
get up out of the blue
Stop going to ****, man,
I'm not mentioning no names,
Do you still pack bags at the A .M .P.?
when you had a lot of lint
Cause a customer gave you a 50 cent tip
Now look at you doing that silly old dance
You got the nerve to have on
your baby brother's pants
I knew you were a bum,
but I didn't expect
That you would work in a store
for a 50 cent check
It got me so upset when I heard this
clean the gorilla shit
But I don't give a damn about
Cause you can live your f***ing life
the way that you want
I'm Wizzy Wiz,
I'm what it is
and I'm the master biz
I'm what it is, the Wizzy Wiz,
Outro 1
that's my high school quiz
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