Yo i be ready to die child
getting buck wild
spittin' out shit makin all the bitches smile
they see me on the street and do anything
to get.. aw f*ck it homie, ya know what i mean
well that aint the end of this shit right here
i got sum more shit for you fools this year
i heard a fake ass motherf*ckn mc
who said he's iller than me
beeyotch, cum to me i'll slap thee!
many of you may say my rap is the past
for those who say that kiss my ass!!
hey and for all of you who think im a cracka,
let me tell u sumthing at least im a skilled rappa!
i aint even talkin to you f*cks no more
id rather pay a billion dollaz to f*ck an ugly whore!
Hey yo i be yellin ratta tat tat
like i was snoop and dre
so dont play
playaz play and hatas hate
but i aint no hata im a tru playa
gettin all the hoes and collectin dough
or paper bring yer girl to me and ill rape her
i be watchin tv turnin on abc then to nbc
but the shows were sucky
and i was shit outta luck... y is what i am with the girls
i make them my world
and i make them purr
like they they was kittens
and i aint bullshittin
if i see a false contract, i rip it
and thats it! or to be continued?
cause all the rhymes you say sound used
you homos sound like you doing some polka
or you sound stretched like yoga
bear and boo boo
and f*ck you
im the best whitey in the f*cking city
and f*ck p diddy
or puffy whatever the hell his name is
hes changed it so much i cant take it
and i betcha a million f*ckin dollaz im a better rapper
even for a cracker
yer rhymes sound cheap
like you got them from a canary
cause yer all cheap!
and scary...
ass brothas on sum chronic
bionic
or gin and tonic
whyd you even get on it?
it just f*cked up yer skillz!
i hope you od on pillz!
purple ones like m and d12
and die and go to hell
and then ill ring a bell
to celebrate your death
and then i take a breath
to clear my throat
to prevent a choke
and then i toke the roach!
cause i dont give a f*ck!
now just sit back and take a puff!
of the weed
and listen to me
as i spit
sum shit
aw f*ck it!
Yo people still think they can step to me
it doesnt matter if i go to the west or east
every way i turn, there's another fed
ah god damn i gotta get sum head
from this trick i met last night in your bed!
haha i be laughin' in yo face!
spitting out all the dope sh1t all over the place
when you punks try to spit you do it for real
hey where the f*ck are sum napkins, this asshole just spill(eal)ed
some of his spit on me trying to rhyme
but i got him back just in time
put my glock to the side of his head
and pull the dam trigga till he dead
you foolz and even on my level
yall should bow down to this f*ckin "devil"
hey i gotta give props to biggie smalls
bacause, damn, that homie has some balls
he was a tough rapper and very much missed
thinking of him dying makes me so pissed
if suges the one who did it, i hope he meets the same fate!
betta yet, i hope its on the same date!!!
suge is a homo
he smoking rotten home grown
his lables over even tho he got sum bozos
who cant even rap
but i take them by the head and fight till i leave a hat
and thats what i do to any fake homie
cause all of u brothaz aint got nothing on me!!
Peace out to kevin, paul, cody, ryan, steve, jeremy, brian (ryan?), miles, jimmy and sven. sorry if i forgot anyone!
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Yo i be ready to die child
getting buck wild
spittin' out shit makin all the bitches smile
they see me on the street and do anything
to get.. aw f*ck it homie, ya know what i mean
well that aint the end of this shit right here
i got sum more shit for you fools this year
i heard a fake ass motherf*ckn mc
who said he's iller than me
beeyotch, cum to me i'll slap thee!
many of you may say my rap is the past
for those who say that kiss my ass!!
hey and for all of you who think im a cracka,
let me tell u sumthing at least im a skilled rappa!
i aint even talkin to you f*cks no more
id rather pay a billion dollaz to f*ck an ugly whore!
Hey yo i be yellin ratta tat tat
like i was snoop and dre
so dont play
playaz play and hatas hate
but i aint no hata im a tru playa
gettin all the hoes and collectin dough
or paper bring yer girl to me and ill rape her
i be watchin tv turnin on abc then to nbc
but the shows were sucky
and i was shit outta luck... y is what i am with the girls
i make them my world
and i make them purr
like they they was kittens
and i aint bullshittin
if i see a false contract, i rip it
and thats it! or to be continued?
cause all the rhymes you say sound used
you homos sound like you doing some polka
or you sound stretched like yoga
bear and boo boo
and f*ck you
im the best whitey in the f*cking city
and f*ck p diddy
or puffy whatever the hell his name is
hes changed it so much i cant take it
and i betcha a million f*ckin dollaz im a better rapper
even for a cracker
yer rhymes sound cheap
like you got them from a canary
cause yer all cheap!
and scary...
ass brothas on sum chronic
bionic
or gin and tonic
whyd you even get on it?
it just f*cked up yer skillz!
i hope you od on pillz!
purple ones like m and d12
and die and go to hell
and then ill ring a bell
to celebrate your death
and then i take a breath
to clear my throat
to prevent a choke
and then i toke the roach!
cause i dont give a f*ck!
now just sit back and take a puff!
of the weed
and listen to me
as i spit
sum shit
aw f*ck it!
Yo people still think they can step to me
it doesnt matter if i go to the west or east
every way i turn, there's another fed
ah god damn i gotta get sum head
from this trick i met last night in your bed!
haha i be laughin' in yo face!
spitting out all the dope sh1t all over the place
when you punks try to spit you do it for real
hey where the f*ck are sum napkins, this asshole just spill(eal)ed
some of his spit on me trying to rhyme
but i got him back just in time
put my glock to the side of his head
and pull the dam trigga till he dead
you foolz and even on my level
yall should bow down to this f*ckin "devil"
hey i gotta give props to biggie smalls
bacause, damn, that homie has some balls
he was a tough rapper and very much missed
thinking of him dying makes me so pissed
if suges the one who did it, i hope he meets the same fate!
betta yet, i hope its on the same date!!!
suge is a homo
he smoking rotten home grown
his lables over even tho he got sum bozos
who cant even rap
but i take them by the head and fight till i leave a hat
and thats what i do to any fake homie
cause all of u brothaz aint got nothing on me!!
Peace out to kevin, paul, cody, ryan, steve, jeremy, brian (ryan?), miles, jimmy and sven. sorry if i forgot anyone!
getting buck wild
spittin' out shit makin all the bitches smile
they see me on the street and do anything
to get.. aw f*ck it homie, ya know what i mean
well that aint the end of this shit right here
i got sum more shit for you fools this year
i heard a fake ass motherf*ckn mc
who said he's iller than me
beeyotch, cum to me i'll slap thee!
many of you may say my rap is the past
for those who say that kiss my ass!!
hey and for all of you who think im a cracka,
let me tell u sumthing at least im a skilled rappa!
i aint even talkin to you f*cks no more
id rather pay a billion dollaz to f*ck an ugly whore!
Hey yo i be yellin ratta tat tat
like i was snoop and dre
so dont play
playaz play and hatas hate
but i aint no hata im a tru playa
gettin all the hoes and collectin dough
or paper bring yer girl to me and ill rape her
i be watchin tv turnin on abc then to nbc
but the shows were sucky
and i was shit outta luck... y is what i am with the girls
i make them my world
and i make them purr
like they they was kittens
and i aint bullshittin
if i see a false contract, i rip it
and thats it! or to be continued?
cause all the rhymes you say sound used
you homos sound like you doing some polka
or you sound stretched like yoga
bear and boo boo
and f*ck you
im the best whitey in the f*cking city
and f*ck p diddy
or puffy whatever the hell his name is
hes changed it so much i cant take it
and i betcha a million f*ckin dollaz im a better rapper
even for a cracker
yer rhymes sound cheap
like you got them from a canary
cause yer all cheap!
and scary...
ass brothas on sum chronic
bionic
or gin and tonic
whyd you even get on it?
it just f*cked up yer skillz!
i hope you od on pillz!
purple ones like m and d12
and die and go to hell
and then ill ring a bell
to celebrate your death
and then i take a breath
to clear my throat
to prevent a choke
and then i toke the roach!
cause i dont give a f*ck!
now just sit back and take a puff!
of the weed
and listen to me
as i spit
sum shit
aw f*ck it!
Yo people still think they can step to me
it doesnt matter if i go to the west or east
every way i turn, there's another fed
ah god damn i gotta get sum head
from this trick i met last night in your bed!
haha i be laughin' in yo face!
spitting out all the dope sh1t all over the place
when you punks try to spit you do it for real
hey where the f*ck are sum napkins, this asshole just spill(eal)ed
some of his spit on me trying to rhyme
but i got him back just in time
put my glock to the side of his head
and pull the dam trigga till he dead
you foolz and even on my level
yall should bow down to this f*ckin "devil"
hey i gotta give props to biggie smalls
bacause, damn, that homie has some balls
he was a tough rapper and very much missed
thinking of him dying makes me so pissed
if suges the one who did it, i hope he meets the same fate!
betta yet, i hope its on the same date!!!
suge is a homo
he smoking rotten home grown
his lables over even tho he got sum bozos
who cant even rap
but i take them by the head and fight till i leave a hat
and thats what i do to any fake homie
cause all of u brothaz aint got nothing on me!!
Peace out to kevin, paul, cody, ryan, steve, jeremy, brian (ryan?), miles, jimmy and sven. sorry if i forgot anyone!
Writer: ANDREW F. WILKES-KRIER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group