Evil cuts the records like a psycho with a switchblade You see a blur that's the crossfade Loud and proud, words bombard the crowd Look up in the air you see a
ll mad borin', And got so much swag I need a ad for it, And I don't like to brag so my bitches brag for me, Oh she a good girl, I gotta transform her
your ego I'm about ma green, puffin goody like i'm Cee Lo You can go and take a glance at your hero while the Houston ship a pole dancing zero fantasy
the confusion and if they still sleeping on me someone hit the snooze then Keep sleeping while I sell a couple million I'm headed for the moon, I ain
divine Majesty, shame The boogie down punks is where the hearts still remain I'm a let a nigga know You know what I'm sayin', just right off the bat I gives a
a thang to the uncut kind Baby, I can make a mill if I rap or if I sing Done tryna ball ma, I own a damn team Even with a noose nigga still can't hang
the window Tell MCI to cut the phone poles Break my lease so I can move 'Cuz you a bug a boo, a bug a boo I wanna put your number on the call block Have
Dawg run up in it Fuck a bitch for about 30 minutes Real player-like, straight to the point Bust a nut while I'm smokin' a joint Stop fuckin', still
I'm a hit it from the back while I'm pullin' ya hair You climbin' up the wall but I'm pullin' ya hair Gettin' freaky than a mother fucker sweatin' I
But I'll still give you a dub doe But ya cha gotta shake that ass hoe Work real hard for tha cash flow Bring yo ass to tha dance flow One time for them
is no one my size Whatever Forty smokin' 'bout to lower my eyes Beast mode on 'em I never take a night off Every single thing a n***a purchase is a
Try to riff, and you'll needin a facelift Cause I'm a teacher and a trainer, a preacher and a explainer World's greatest entertainer I approach like a
it Shake it, shake it, shake it for a hot tip Clit get fucked, lemme see ya head split Bounce your ass up and down like you ridin' on a dick I came to
t care about these niggas and the law and shit And I'll probably get shot for being a wild nigga You'll probably get shot for being a foul nigga Let'
while you're tryin it There is no seperation between the mind and the environment Like a bolt of lightning I'm givin 5000 volts of the occult while I
I'm stumbling I'm a warrior bitch recognize Sippin fire water since the age of 9 Tomahawk in my hand moccasins on my feet Lookin for me a sqwaw to take
art Like a wizard's magic pencil steady aiming at your heart Always backed by the hatchet Drop a body in a casket Like a guillotine, rollin heads in a basket As for