Buss that
Nothing's been the same, since they ended RugRats
Miley hit a rough patch, Now women wearing nut sacks
From dunce caps to dumb stacks
Short bus to tour bus
Now they're doing mumble rap?
Time for a come back!
The industry is cheap! Everybody sounding like a clone
Lil Booty, Young Gucci, all that shit has got to go
I see you on the beach, multi-platinum in a week
Hundred thousand dollar grill, yet you can't afford to speak?
(Look)
Soon as King comes, you ding dongs, won't have a team to lean on, so leave all, the her-haw
I'm eating everything metabolism fast
I hit yo mami, with no condy, made her do my laundry
I'm an animal inside the box, Jumanji
Lil Wayne's a legend so I'm here to clear the scandal
If your favorite rapper starts with "lil" go and light a candle
Look into my eyes, might find some of you there
(Ice cold stare, idle glare)
Take you to the underworld, how you like the view there?
(Do I dare? I don't care)
Look into my eyes, might find some of you there
(Ice cold stare, idle glare)
Take you to the underworld, how you like the view there?
(Do I dare? I don't care)
King's a fine wine getting better with time
On the shelf for a minute, now I'm back, get in line
I don't care how you identify, you acting like you five
Man it must be nappy time, grab your diaper bag and cry!
Welcome to my house of pain, with every race allowed
Step inside with any doubt, and I'll razor blade your mouth
You know a dog sense fear, I can feel your heart racin'
Bury you with Satan,
Throw the body in my basement
Look into my eyes, might find some of you there
(Ice cold stare, idle glare)
Take you to the underworld, how you like the view there?
(Do I dare? I don't care)
Look into my eyes, might find some of you there
(Ice cold stare, idle glare)
Take you to the underworld, how you like the view there?
(Do I dare? I don't care)