I'm not really the type of
nigga to play the gangsta
Cause usually I be coolin
But straight off the motherfuckin breast
I ain't comin for no foolishness
100 volts on the mic kept on it seven nine doing
that then I'm probably chillin
Totin' that crazy off bottle
til I'm blitzed
Look- a- here nigga yall know that feelin
But I ain't that type of nigga to shoot
the shit if you're on my shit list
But I'm that type of nigga that's
quick to handle my business
Im makin a run with shit that I've done
Im wavin a gun now see what
you've brung me
Make niggas get brung strung then
hung with the slip of a tongue
I unfold a truck- load as I explode
Them bitches can't hold they self
though when I'm in my fuck mode
Im keepin'em tight I'm
keepin'em hype
I'm leavin'em right
I'm even uptight
Holdin the mic and say the word
FUCK more times then Dolomite
I'm that nigga that got the last
words you got served
Smokin fat herbs and gunnin nig
gas down like backbirds
With fast words observe I'm
funky like badgers
But I'm much much more then a mouth
full of adverbs and bad words
Stick dick to your lip like chapstick
My graphic I rap with
More flava more paper I'm
colder then a cup of Kool- Aid
Ain't never been done before
so nigga then why try
Hittin harder then Popeye slappin
motherfuckers like ChaCha
I fuck with a capitol F put Maxwells
to death cuz nigga I club there
And I'ma continue to flow until I
come up on my last breath
So 'fo we raise up (OH!)
Homies chase a (HOE!)
See I'm that nigga that said so where
the nine look nigga stay low
Look- a- here
You'll get picked off
Keep fuckin wit a nigga like
me get hip- tossed
Fuck fightin faggot nigga I know
Had jumped your bitch as
s like Kriss- Kross
And look at the riddle that
I belittle
Witout a trumbone nor a fiddle
I'll jump in your eardrum and
play paradiddle
Stop wantin' to ditch
I'm hummin' this bitch and comin up rich
In case you hadn't noticed I'm 'bout
a FIRED- EM UP son of a bitch
Inch by inch as I drench
I'm a silver clench
That bullshit that y'all niggas thought
was a criminal choke the pain of a pinch
I got more gimmicks to make them
bitches bounce like DJ Jimmy
They can't get near me
cause they fear me
But yall don't hear me
Just like that bitch I saw
Who hit my fucking car
Look- a- here I'm ran that hoe
from Chipawah to Wichita
I'm steady professsin' so
niggas can get that funky lesson
I effervescent as i'm that
resident from that fuckin crescent
That nigga that know how
Makin' them bitches say
(Go Child)
Poppin' that pushin and shakin' that
ass like at a loo- ow
So pass me the pen and the pa per the pen
and the pussy now PASS ME THE MIC
Show you I'll jump on yo' ass
just like a Palmadite
I shot more shit then Shawn Kemp I got
more bitches then a world pimp
And got more flavour
then a brown shrimp
I'm a be comin up off some shit that
make a niggas want to start some shit
But if you ain't brought shit
Then I ain't the nigga to start shit wit'
with the old but all of a
sudden what make you think you can
Fuck wit the new shit
You stuck on stupid
I ain'ts that nigga to fool wit'
A nigga might sprout up
talkin about WHAT
The only way to keep my muthafuckin name
out your muthafuckin mouth
Is keep your muthafuckin mouth shut
I don't stumble and fumble
more fire in the gutter
I'm takin'em ten at a time cause I ain't SCARED
of you muthafuckers
I'm strippin'em up
I'm rippin'em up and
flippin'em off
And then I continue to flow on rhymes I single
then double then triple 'em up huh
Making passes
Seen massive titties and
pussies and asses
But got more hoes than the Bayou Classic
More vicious then BooBoo wash
you up like doodoo
I'm blacker then Voodoo,
harder then a raw ramen noodle
Ice like T, I'm Cool like Jay,
in effect like Rex
I'm Grand like Puh huh,
huh daddy are you?
I'm Ice like T, rock like Kim, fuck it
Spice like One but got more
Enemies then the Public nigga
I kick it at random standin' here
gummin' til the bare gum
Bitchin' and pitchin' a temper
tantrum to the hair drum
The big ger will pummel
a nigga that's little
You can't compare a nigga like
Mystikal to Skid Row or Ugly Kid Joe
But yet you steadily pickin dirt with me
You irk me
What when you jerk your woman now tell
your bitch to stop flirting wit me
I'm giving it to you man
y'all strong as a fan belt,
I came though
I know you niggas can't fuck wit me
cause I can't fuck wit my damn self
I'm making a mummble as i utter
Nigga you beating me is like cuttin
a field of grass with wire cutters
I, Get deeper than Lou
Rawls I'm breakin'em off
Instead of fuckin' with me you safer walkin'
in a lion's den with pork chop drawers
I'm ready to gaze and blaze
Flip up the gauge and pick up the pace
I'm more deadly then having safe sex,
with a bitch with AIDS
A nigga like myself is
BAD for you hoe health
I fucked that bitch one time and now
that hoe can't help herself
That shit be kicks a niggas be smokin
in cliques an d fuckin'em tricks
I roll in from that Big Easy
Where they boot- up bitch
A niggas that rumble over the
least mumbo- jumbo
Standing tall like Mutumbo but talk
more shit than Briant Gumble
That's how we do it when we
kick it back on my block
It's pop or get popped
Kill or get killed
Drop or get dropped
And nigga be wondering why they always
findin' theyselves in some dumb shit
Cause I ain't, cause I ain't,
cause I ain't that nigga to fuck with bitch
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