Uh, uh, yo, what's up cool?
Check it out, we got some more crazy
funky shit for you this time.
Dang, that shit bombin' too.
So you know what I want you
to do coming straight out to
Intro, let's start the show.
Suckers can't flow so now it's
Cause see it's cooler than before,
as soon as I see em in your mind from the door
Cause it ain't no more talking,
so when you see me you best be walking
Matter fact you better run,
you know the rules cause you're messing with the wrong one
But you probably stay in front,
but that's what I really want
A fight, that you think you wanna start,
knowing all along you's a bitch to the heart
Letting your boys hype you up,
you got to be smoking, you got to be piped up
To think you're gonna lock up against me,
For fucking with the lyrical master
that I just might have to
I'm a super superb supreme
And those who in a scheme get lined up,
they get dropped to the dirt
I'm going hunting in the park
Scoping, tagging out like a
Flinging for your ass to the border
Pussycat used to boil your lies
And I'm a big bad pitch boy
You're back to the nation
FM station is playing this battle cry
So don't even try to make peace
You're still going to die
cause it's hogadak season
What's up with them steds?
What them niggas wanna bang?
Back up on the microphone at home
Teaching the amateurs is so I'll show
The way to go and to flow
You just had the hilltop camp
The slime bars whose heart is minimal
Arsenio, claiming us criminal
Move it, prove it, but see it's hard though
Behind no bars though, stalking real slow
None of that wouldn't expect that trait
Cause on your hands and knees
Torture ass like an abandoned baby
So just chills out playing like a fool
Step back, relax, we're steady and cool