Lyrics:
No valid shot at life, chance To make it or succeed 'Cause you're doomed from the start It's like you grew up on Jump Street, from jump street But if I had just get my head out my ass I could accomplish any task Practicing trash talking in a trance Locked in my room, yeah, but I got some plans, mama These damn rhymes are falling out of my pants pocket, I can't stop it And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure I'm getting more self-assured than I've ever been before Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to that Threw my first punch, end of story Still, in my skulls a vacant, empty void Been using it more as a bin for storage Take some inventory, in this gourd there's a Ford engine door hinge Syringe, an orange, an extension cord and a Ninja sword Not to mention, four linchpins, an astringent stored Ironing board, a bench, a wrench, a ore winch, an attention whore Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain Like an independent store, something's wrong with my head Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't 'Cause I'd probably be Dahmer 'Cause mama always said, "If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous A brain you'd be dangerous" (I'ma prove you wrong) Mama, I'ma grow one day to be famous And I'ma be a pain in the anus (I'ma be the bomb) I'ma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness Mama always said, "Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" Guess it pays to be brainless Now my mum goes, "Womp, womp, womp" 'Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not dumb I was on the bottom of the pile, getting stomped But somehow, I came out on top I told you one day I said they'd have that red carpet rolled out, yo I'm nice, y'all, fuck it I'm out cold Now everywhere I go, they scream out, "Go" I'm 'bout to clean house, yo I'm Lysol, now I'm just household Outsold the sell outs, freak the hell out Middle America, hear 'em yell out in terror They were so scared, and those kids Just about, belted out Whatever spouted or fell out My smart aleck mouth, it was so weird Inappropriate, so be it, I don't see it Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as Motherfuckin' difficult, ch'yeah, 'til then Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and phobias It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke queers Til emotions evoke tears, my whole career's a stroke of sheer genius Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah You motherfuckin' (insert insult here) Who the fuck would've thunk that one little lone MC Would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it?
Started at the age of four My mother went to the grocery store Went sneaking through her bedroom door to find something in a size four Sugar and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the one and only King for a day, princess by dawn King for a day in a leather thong King for a day, princess by dawn Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me [insert concert city here] My daddy threw me in therapy He thinks I'm not a real man Who put the drag in the drag queen Don't knock it until you tried it on Sugar and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the â?
Give me the cue Skip the introduction Proceed the lip function The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed Splatter your melons like some Attica felons Use a firearm good Bloods go for heart swelling Insert the spasm Yes the dirty herb has him Thoroughbred thugs insert the phantasm Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture Exotic wine, holding nine, Picasso pictures When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance Words seem to zing on down to Beijing When we touch down you crown renowned kings There's no honor amongst thieves Street pharmaceutical Stack like Genovese, the four devil tempt mad men But not these We profound hardcore sound To MC's thumbs down, prepare Killa bees it be warfare, this the year Niggas gotta take you off of here Hold the square If we go there we go gritty And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor My razor sharp darts be like cold stares The smell of fear makes my nostrils flair Truth or dare Ask yourself can you compare To these niggas in the hood, Johnny B.
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless I live by the day only if I survive The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to fight We can settle this like some grown men on the concrete floor My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore Ways of action, I grab the gat, then Ain't no turning back when I start blastin' Pick up the handle and insert the potion Cock the shit back in a calm like motion No signs of anger or fear cause you the one in danger Never share your plans with a stranger, word is bond I put the drop on you kid, now I got you You got the heart to get busy without your crew?
Don't say you love me when it's just a rumor Don't say a word if there is any doubt Sometimes I think that love is just a tumor You've got to cut it out You say you're sorry for the things that you've done You say you're sorry but you know you don't mean it I wouldn't worry, I had so much fun Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue Oh yeah Get to the slot machine, almost dead on arrival Just hit me one more time with that live wire Maybe they told you you were only a girl in a million You say I've got no feelings, this is a good way to kill them Select the control and then insert the token You want to throw me away but I'm not broken You've got a lot to say, well, I'm not joking There are some words they don't allow to be spoken Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue Not just another mouth, the last of the lipstick vogue Not just another mouth, the last of the lipstick vogue Not just another mouth, the last of the lipstick vogue Not just another mouth, the last of the lipstick vogue
Don't say you love me when it's just a rumor Don't say a word if there is any doubt Sometimes I think that love is just a tumor You've got to cut it out You say you're sorry for the things that you've done You say you're sorry but you know you don't mean it I wouldn't worry, I had so much fun Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue Oh yeah Get to the slot machine, almost dead on arrival Just hit me one more time with that live wire Maybe they told you you were only a girl in a million You say I've got no feelings, this is a good way to kill them Select the control and then insert the token You want to throw me away but I'm not broken You've got a lot to say, well, I'm not joking There are some words they don't allow to be spoken Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue Not just another mouth, the last of the lipstick vogue Not just another mouth, the last of the lipstick vogue Not just another mouth, the last of the lipstick vogue Not just another mouth, the last of the lipstick vogue
Don't say you love me when it's just a rumor Don't say a word if there is any doubt Sometimes I think that love is just a tumor You've got to cut it out You say you're sorry for the things that you've done You say you're sorry but you know you don't mean it I wouldn't worry, I had so much fun Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue Oh yeah Get to the slot machine, almost dead on arrival Just hit me one more time with that live wire Maybe they told you you were only a girl in a million You say I've got no feelings, this is a good way to kill them Select the control and then insert the token You want to throw me away but I'm not broken You've got a lot to say--well, I'm not joking There are some words they don't allow to be spoken Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue
Stand off of the shit Back off or I'll spit So soft, you forgot Your garbage in is garbage out You don't give a shit I won't play the fit Get off, get on this Your garbage in is garbage out Liberate my madness Liberate, my madness (one of me, all of you) Liberate, my madness I just want to Liberate, my madness (one of me, all of you) Liberate, my madness I am not ashamed What is vital, isn't always humane You can break in vain But you can't break away Even in my face Lotta bullshit, not a lotta the truth I can't see from here But I can smell your fear Back off of the shit Stand off or I'll spit So soft, you forgot Your garbage in is garbage out You don't give a shit I won't play the fit Get off, get on this Your garbage in is garbage out Saved, you're such a slave, I don't expect a name you don't care, I wasn't witness I can't be a part of a system such as this Hard eyes, glow right, in my, darkness, again With the sickness, renegade sisters, blisters Salivate, litigate, liberate, madness, sadness Fuck this, how long have I had this? I don't need this, outta my business Insert, engage, betray, my god Fraud Fraud Fraud Liberate, my madness Liberate, my madness I just want to Liberate, my madness Liberate, my madness
Yo Hey Hey Mh Based Based Yeah, look I'ma make this album in a week Long as Nat keep feeding me trees As long as Dahi feed me beats I got heat, parentheses, insert generic line About the sun or Lebron You know the kind these rappers always say I'm miles away, I'm Miles Davis Horny up in Hollywood and mildly famous Miley Cyrus on a molly I don't judge, just smile and wave And by the way this shit been going Shit just flowin' out of me I'm proud to say I got diarrhea in my diary My mind ablaze, can fill a thousand pages up with observa' My minor logs bring on the stay You niggas hard, oh, how cliché 'Cause yesterday, you was a fucking punk and somehow not today You gon' go and pop that trunk but fear don't pump inside of me Your bitch be looking at a nigga like the one that got away Your niggas looking at a nigga like the one, is that okay?
Drink all night, never sleep You say go, I won't leave I love you, you love me But not in the same way Rip my heart out and leave On the floor, watch me bleed I love you, you love me But not in the same way Not today, mascara's running down your face again I can feel it coming it down on me Hurricane insert name We're good at this game, game We fuck, then we fight, then you call me a psycho I walk out the door, but you won't let me let go Turn right around, throw rocks at your window But I can't forget you and I'll always let you Drink all night, never sleep You say go, I won't leave I love you, you love me But not in the same way Rip my heart out and leave On the floor, watch me bleed I love you, you love me But not in the same way Drink all night, never sleep You say go, I won't leave I love you, you love me But not in the same way Rip my heart out and leave On the floor, watch me bleed I love you, you love me But not in the same way Not today, I'm waking up to my mistakes again I know you love to point them out Baby, I'm sick of sadness and you're sick of Xanax We're good at this game, game We fuck, then we fight, then you call me a psycho I walk out the door, but you won't let me let go Turn right around, throw rocks at your window But I can't forget you and I'll always let you Drink all night, never sleep You say go, I won't leave I love you, you love me But not in the same way Rip my heart out and leave On the floor, watch me bleed I love you, you love me But not in the same way Drink all night, never sleep You say go, I won't leave I love you, you love me But not in the same way Rip my heart out and leave On the floor, watch me bleed I love you, you love me But not in the same way Way, ayy, ayy But not in the same way Way, ayy, ayy But not in the same way I don't ever wanna lie to you But I can't say no to you I know you think I'm bulletproof But you know how to hurt me too In the dark, we're black and white In the morning, colorblind Leave your mark with every bite Then everything's alright When you tell me you love me Then you wanna leave me Pouring your pills down the sink Saying, "It's not what you think" Don't know if I love you Don't know if I hate you But I can't forget you And I'll always let you Drink all night, never sleep You say go, I won't leave I love you, you love me But not in the same way Rip my heart out and leave On the floor, watch me bleed I love you, you love me But not in the same way Drink all night, never sleep You say go, I won't leave I love you, you love me But not in the same way Rip my heart out and leave On the floor, watch me bleed I love you, you love me But not in the same way Way, ayy, ayy But not in the same way Way, ayy, ayy But not in the same way
Stand off of the shit Back off or I'll spit So soft, you forgot Your garbage in is garbage out You don't give a shit I won't play the fit Get off, get on this Your garbage in is garbage out Liberate my madness Liberate, my madness (one of me, all of you) Liberate, my madness I just want to Liberate, my madness (one of me, all of you) Liberate, my madness I am not ashamed What is vital, isn't always humane You can break in vain But you can't break away Even in my face Lotta bullshit, not a lotta the truth I can't see from here But I can smell your fear Back off of the shit Stand off or I'll spit So soft, you forgot Your garbage in is garbage out You don't give a shit I won't play the fit Get off, get on this Your garbage in is garbage out Saved, you're such a slave, I don't expect a name you don't care, I wasn't witness I can't be a part of a system such as this Hard eyes, glow right, in my, darkness, again With the sickness, renegade sisters, blisters Salivate, litigate, liberate, madness, sadness Fuck this, how long have I had this? I don't need this, outta my business Insert, engage, betray, my god Fraud Fraud Fraud Liberate, my madness Liberate, my madness I just want to Liberate, my madness Liberate, my madness
When darkness be closin in I'm motivated, with the howlin wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin that your end is beginnin Swift silent and deadly There's no defending my plots, I know your every movement For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house Even at your down-low weed spot But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough I didn't want people gathering and stuff Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff Here - puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet This is anybody (Murderah) To fuckin' everybody (Murderah) Nigga all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed This is anybody (Murderah) Motherfuckin' everybody (Murderah) Yeah nigga all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough Lurkin through the turf, think how I'mma just work Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face Murder - this the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake The fuckin spot cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin with cops!
I'm built like you are I have a dress and a train Your snake cold lips Make a harsh straight line That echoes through my brain You're perfect Let me lift a glass high Let me follow in your footsteps Let me follow in your sigh Let me follow in your sigh I'm a woman who likes men But this is something else I've never felt such stirrings I feel like I Was someone else I wish you'd tie me up and beat me Crush me like a kick A bleeding strap across my back Some blood that you could kiss Oh kiss away, oh kiss away I wish there was a strap of blood That you could kiss away I wish there was a strap of blood That you could kiss away Tie me with a scarf and jewels Put a bloody gag to my teeth I beg you to degrade me Is there waste that I could eat I am a secret lover I am your little girl Please spit into my mouth I'm forever in your swirl You're heartless and I love that You have no use of me But I open the sticks, sticky legs I bear And then insert a fist, an arm Some lost appendage Please open me I beg You are my Goliath You are my Goliath And I am mistress dread Oh I am mistress dread Oh I am mistress dread Open and release me I love you in my head Oh kiss away kiss away Kiss away kiss away All I ask my baby Kiss away All I ask my baby Kiss away
When darkness be closin in I'm motivated, with the howlin wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin that your end is beginnin Swift silent and deadly There's no defending my plots, I know your every movement For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house Even at your down-low weed spot But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough I didn't want people gathering and stuff Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff Here - puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet This is anybody (Murderah) To fuckin' everybody (Murderah) Nigga all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed This is anybody (Murderah) Motherfuckin' everybody (Murderah) Yeah nigga all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough Lurkin through the turf, think how I'mma just work Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face Murder - this the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake The fuckin spot cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin with cops!
When darkness be closin' in I'm motivated, with the howlin' wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin' that your end is beginnin' Swift silent and deadly, there's no defendin' my plots I know your every movement, for six months I watch Coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house Even at your down-low weed spot But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough I didn't want people gathering the stuff Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff Here, puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig Right now you as nervous, as a farmer John Pig As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag Bullet stuck to his brain like a Mack Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet This is anybody murderahh To fuckin' everybody murderahh Nigga all y'all murderahh Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed This is anybody murderahh Motherfuckin' everybody murderahh Yeah, nigga all y'all murderahh Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed Peeped all the stash drop in exchange of the dough Lurkin' through the turf, thinkin' how I'ma just work Give 'em chase to the crib and, yo, he properly laced Stepped out the car, put my steel to the side of his face Murder, this the fuckin' case, rob this nigga and shake The fuckin' spot 'cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin' with cops Who's the bad bitch now?
Well, I had that same problem Until my bitch went out and bought N.W.A's new book entitled "The Art of Sucking Dick" Lesson 1, first you grab the dick Next you gently lick it up and down, then insert it into the mouth Take it slow, don't rush it, and before you know it Splash! It goes one for the treble, two for the bass She's got nut all over her face Kick kick it Slow is the tempo, and Ren is gonna flow As I produce and illustrate you to a ho' Caught on the late night, smokin' on the base-pipe She's a hype to get you on the late flight But back in school she was a cutie, yo Then after graduation started givin' up the booty In school, stuck up, head in a feather Every time I asked her for the time It was never ever once she would talk to the Ren I'm sayin' that I wanted a date, she wouldn't even be my friend But now in the 1990's, I'd be praying that the bitch don't find me 'Cause she's got a gang o' kids nappy heads and all dirty And she's gettin pimped by a nigga that's thirty I saw her hangin' in an alley Bragging to her friends how she's ho'in' in the valley All by herself, goin' on the ho stroll Comin' back home late night with the bankroll You know a bitch like that makes me sick But I heard that she sucks a good dick!
Enter the Wu-Tang zone We don't hunt deer Vegetarian dishes from the concierge Presidential suites, presidential treats Brazilian models, oilin' up my feet 10 days a month, my girl pays for lunch 3 days a week, we work out at Crunch Time after time, line after line Our stock increases, rhyme after rhyme In the valley, of San Fernando Found Q-Tip's wallet in El Segundo Prolly been spotted on Telemundo With more wild cards than a box of Uno That spin like propeller, my dog like Old Yeller Holler at the moon, my goons at Coachella Enter the Wu-Tang zone I got my hands in the pot, 500 grand in the yacht I'm the dope man with plans to expand on every block Wu-brand, legendary hands, hard as penitentiary rock Now put that to your temple, the Wu symbol's 'bout to drop Insert the beam on my Glock, got that lean in my bottle What that mean? High self esteem, straight cream on the top Ridin' chops similar to UFC kickbox, kick rocks Dirty trucker pit stops, shit, grams in a Ziploc Watch how the pitbull lock his jaws, then lock your doors Feds watch the boards, hip hop spills out my pores I be raw, 4 plus 4, but 7 more The Clan rock the tours, we be them reservoir dogs Pioneer the frontier Guaranteed I bang hard I plan to leave the game large, no brainwash The devil himself could not persuade God, my blade's sharp Circle my square, I dare you Braveheart Before I leave your head in your hands, what's your name, huh?
Just checkin' my microphone once As I check your audio Increase the bass response Hope n the speakers blow I got no time to sit and flip And pop bullshit Turn up your stereo hops Insert the rhyme clip Roll your windows up Make sure it7s air tight E.Q. the track exact So shit sounds right I rhyme of death And darkness and danger Your crib or car Becomes a torture chamber I write my rhymes with violence What you expect?
Oct. 16, 1951 Original issue Victor 20-4582/E1VB3773 Man on the line Play the game, again Ev'rybody's gonna lose And I'm gonna win Gonna get rich quick This is my lucky day So, stick around baby N' ev'ryhting will be okay Well, I had a buck When I went to the track Had twenty grand When I came back Gonna get rich quick This is my lucky day So, stick around baby N' ev'ryhting will be okay (saxes & instrumental) Well, I know a horse That's good as gold Run like a Cadillac I been told Gonna get rich quick This is my lucky day Oh, stick around baby N' ev'ryhting will be okay Gonna get rich quick This is my lucky day Gonna get rich quick This is my lucky day Well, I'll stea,l a-beg, an borrow Ev'rything will be okay. ~ Insert notes say this was Little Richards' first recording.
No valid shot at life, chance to make it or succeed 'Cause you're doomed from the start It's like you grew up on Jump Street, from jump street But if I had just get my head out my a- I could accomplish any task Practicing trash talking in a trance Locked in my room, yeah, but I got some plans, mama These damn rhymes are falling out of my pants pocket, I can't stop it And I'm starting to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure I'm getting more self-assured than I've ever been before Plus no one picks on me anymore, I done put a stop to that Threw my first punch, end of story Still, in my skulls a vacant, empty void Been using it more as a bin for storage Take some inventory, in this gourd there's a Ford engine door hinge Syringe, an orange, an extension cord and a Ninja sword Not to mention, four linchpins, an astringent stored Ironing board, a bench, a wrench, a ore winch, an attention who- Everything but a brain, but dome's off the chain Like an independent store, something's wrong with my head Just think if I had a brain in it, thank God that I don't 'Cause I'd probably be Dahmer 'Cause mama always said, "If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous A brain you'd be dangerous" (I'ma prove you wrong) Mama, I'ma grow one day to be famous And I'ma be a pain in the anus (I'ma be the bomb) I'ma use my head as a weapon Find a way to escape this insaneness Mama always said, "Son, If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous" Guess it pays to be brainless Now my mum goes, "Womp, womp, womp" 'Cause I'm not that smart but I'm not dumb I was on the bottom of the pile, getting stomped But somehow, I came out on top I told you one day I said they'd have that red carpet rolled out, yo I'm nice, y'all, f- it I'm out cold Now everywhere I go, they scream out, "Go" I'm 'bout to clean house, yo I'm Lysol, now I'm just household Outsold the sell outs, freak the hell out Middle America, hear 'em yell out in terror They were so scared, and those kids Just about, belted out Whatever spouted or fell out My smart aleck mouth, it was so weird Inappropriate, so be it, I don't see it Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as Motherfu- difficult, ch'yeah, 'til then Hopefully you little homos get over your fears and phobias It's okay to be scared straight, they said I provoke quee- Til emotions evoke tears, my whole career's a stroke of sheer genius Smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes, yeah You mother- (insert insult here) Who the f- would've thunk that one little lone MC Would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it?
He's a mythological melanated progeny of royalty, sprayin' you with soliloquies Gil Heron with the camouflage gear on Ignorance is the virus, my ink is the interferon (yeah) The last poet, revolutionary with guns loaded Back to elevate the culture, that's my only motive Uh, to fuck with me, you need your ammo up Proceed to stand on punks, you know the schemes will leave your flannel scuffed Peep the handle, son, know my procedure be to damage stuff No Madden franchise, but this my season, we just havin' fun Uh, cash rules everythin' I hate and love Niggas hate to face reality, that's why we takin' drugs Payin' plugs, but there will come a time when it just ain't enough You might just turn to Cobain if you ain't as tough I might emerge with propane, it's a fatal stunt Properly insert a bold claim as if I ain't the one And now I'm rhymin' with a legend, like I said I would Intrinsically, I murder beats just like a legend should Tried to convince 'em I was meant for this, the best I could Niggas narcoleptic, won't accept I'm here to wreck for good Feelin' more intrepid, more receptive since I left the hood Feelin' more adept and on your neck's where I'ma plant my foot Name a nigga that flow harder Flow more graphic than flowcharts Won't relax 'til I build up these plaques and hold tartar Spare no targets Got a flow so nauseous I cough up words and throw bars up Hardly a reverend, but I'm always gon' thank the Lord for the blessings In life, I learned that takin' losses is a part of the lesson I fathered you peasants, you niggas my sons So when I kill you motherfuckers, we'll just call it postpartum depression Lafayette, Louisiana, where niggas be squeezin' hammers Niggas don't speak with grammar, so people gon' think we bamas It's frequent to keep your hands up, anybody can get it And anybody can give it to you, it's like Secret Santa I'm sayin', you niggas is nothin' like me and my You look at niggas and deify, we defy Defeat and divide, reheat and refry Niggas ain't reachin' this high, need to repeat and retry Bitch, I'm too different to be in any competition with y'all The only way I quit is if you get petitions involved So you can place your bets, you bet against me, you gon' stay in debt I stay the best 'cause I'm the only rookie that can face the vets You little niggas never raisin' threats You niggas bitter and y'all sweet, you motherfuckers is Raisinettes I'm layin' low and chasin' checks 'Cause when I blow, I'm finna run the rap game like the FitnessGram Pacer Test You niggas can't check me, I hope your next move don't upset me Got fresh prints on this barrel, in a suit like Jeffrey I get you clean, feel your towel, had to clean up the town For the beef we brown, like releasin' the hounds Had the monkey on the counter with his hands on his mouth The other monkey, for his ears, we ain't hearin' you out The third monkey had his hands over his eyes So you can get buried if you imply I'm outta the country, where two can dine, now honey, you can't deny The shooters come in flurries, like Curry and Luka Don Now say hello to the motherfuckin' Don, tiptoe Don't you come across that line (don't die) 'Cause you just one of plenty niggas, I ain't any nigga Billion dollars worth of silly niggas, we brought gilly with us That separates you from your mom, with titty, nigga Jump about the Bentley, nigga, better sit up when you see the tadow
When I was little my father was famous He was the greatest samurai in the empire And he was the Shogun's decapitator He cut off the heads of a hundred and thirty-one lords It was a bad time for the empire The Shogun just stayed inside his castle and he never came out People said his brain was infected by devils My father would come home, he would forget about the killings He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the shogun was scared of him Maybe that was the problem Then, one night The, the Shogun sent his ninja spies to our house They were supposed to kill my father but they didn't That was the night everything changed See, sometimes you gotta flash 'em back See niggas don't know where this shit started Y'all know where it came from I'm sayin', we gon' take y'all back to the source Through knowledge, yo When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform Some had to snort cocaine to act insane B-before Pete rocked it on Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain With the building to be born Yo, RZA flip the track with the what to cut Fake niggas get flipped In mic fights I swing swords and cut clowns Shit is too swift to bite, you record and write it down I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe On some wild out shit, to insert a fiend But it was your op to shop stolen art Catch a swollen heart from not rolling smart I put mad pressure, on phony whack rhymes that get hurt Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt That's minimum and feminine like sandals My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble Energy is felt once the cards are dealt With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts That attack, the mic-phones like cyclones or typhoon I represent from midnight to high noon I don't waste ink, nigga, I think I drop megaton bombs more faster than you blink 'Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed Through clouds of smoke of natural blends of weed Only under one circumstance that's if I'm blunted Turn that shit up, my clan in the front want it When the MCs came to live out the name and t-to perform Some had to snort cocaine t-to act insane Before Pete rocked it on Now on with the mental plane just to spark the brain With the building to be born Yo, RZA flip the track with the what, uh, chika, uh I'm on a mission that niggas say is impossible But when I swing my swords they all choppable I be the body dropper, the heartbeat stopper Child educator, plus head amputator 'Cause niggas styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers Lyrics are weak like clock radio speakers Don't even stop in my station and attack While your plan failed, get derailed like Amtrak What the fuck for?
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas Uh, I get da drop on you niggas I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas Uh, I get da drop on you niggas I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas I blow 'em, kaboom, but fuck sound effects Niggas was sleeping like I was off on a Star Trek Select my dialect, inspect all my checks He claim he gettin' money but L cast the check You sell blunt weed, Glock block, horizons Niggas in the projects find ya hypnotizing You clowns know when I bring forth the heat Hardcore niggas be wearin' panties, lookin' sweet I'm on a journey through the land of frontin' niggas Nervous motherfuckers with tha hands on dirty triggers I lay back, niggas beef or let my nuts live I take my blade, insert it until ya guts give Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect bunch What? Drama! You can't believe how I deliver bomb shit Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little dick Uh, I get da drop on you niggas I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas You fallin' backwards, leanin' like a dope addict Rope niggas claim me, packin' automatics Found his ol' Earth's burner underneath the mattress Go outside, the bitch up just like a actress I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's done And dick ya down in front of everyone Bitch niggas ain't got no type of reason To say a bullshit rhyme in LL season I'm freezin', ya bleedin' heavily up out'cha rectum Black and blue, tryin' ta hide up in the spectrum I got ya raw ass bustin' straight flat Head up on the place mat, ready to waste that Operatin' incorporates stimulatin' designs Lay that motherfucker's shit down, nigga resign Don't lose ya mind, concentratin' on how I shine You never hear a nigga like me, never in time I blaze it quick, amaze cliques when I flip I can't believe you niggas forgot who rip shit It's '96 and niggas like to hold they dicks I'm breakin' shit aside ya doctor's can't fix Uh, I get da drop on you niggas I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas Fuck the tricks and all them smooth singin' grooves I'm bringin' crews, in my ring you swing and lose With the blues light my fuse, allow me To show ya crab ass fake niggas how it be My technique's superb when I'm pissin' on these herbs Crystal clear so you can hear every word Fuck the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear it I gotta keep my title locked down so niggas fear it Uh, I get da drop on you niggas I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas Uh, I get da drop on you niggas I blow it, I make it hot!
[Chorus: x2] They want to know why I hit like that, spit like that, Shit like that, maybe because I get like that, Kick like that, rip like that They want to know why I rhyme like that, shine like that, Climb like that, 'cause the world is mine like that (Yours like that) mine like that [Ludacris] You can get your whole crews, even niggas that owe you They ain't paid you shit you can drink some cold brew And throw on them old shoes and jump in the whip You can come and find us, be right behind us and insert the clip You hear something that went "clack" "clack" "clack" Somebody went down but it wasn't us You can settle 'bout two meals get hooked up with a good deal Start stackin' dough you can ride your mobile Get 20 inch big wheels and collect some hoes You can even start eatin' good and smokin' good But you pressin' your luck and you say wha' Somebody went bankrupt shit but it wasn't us [Chorus] [Ludacris] You can go to the drawing board just start from scratch All over again clean Or you can tell a bunch of officers that I'm the one to catch But my niggas is the police You can try to blame me or even try to frame me but I'll make bail now Somebody goin' to jail shit but it wasn't us You do track after track, and walls get plaque after plaque CD's on rack after rack no more selling sac' after sac' You could've had that good life, good kids and a good wife It was yours to earn but the records stores gettin' returns Shit but it wasn't us [Chorus] [Ludacris] You could be Going on worldwide tours and see your face on every magazine Or you can flip to channel after channel And see that ass on the TV screen You can pay for expensive videos And have whole lot of big bootie hoes But when the shit start coming to a close Shit but it wasn't us You can use your back-up plan, even call him your back-up man And start thinking quick You can call on your back-up hoes, even call the back-up pros And tell 'em to suck a dick And you tell just to get these And you tell just to pay the fees And to pay their dues, and they catching those STD's Shit but it wasn't us [Chorus: x2]
