[Ludacris]
Yeah, hah..
When it all come down to it we ain`t have shit!
(Woo! Use your mouth, haha)
Ludacris, 4-Ize, it`s like this
[Verse One]
I make niggaz eat dirt and fart dust
Then give you a eighty dollar gift certificate to Pussies `R Us
I eat the whole pie, and leave nuthin but the crust
So you can feel what it`s like, with instinct but no guts
A sac wit no nuts or a mack wit no sluts
Give me a full-body massage, I still can`t be touched
They call me Seymour Butts, cause I get mo` ass than most
They say I`m next and got that butter love, and get too close
Follow the leader cause I`m meaner than medula oblongota
My +Tribe`s+ on more +Quests+ than +Midnight Marauders+
It`s all piсa coladas, no cops and robbers
Takin trips back and forth from here to the Bahamas
I hump more than llamas, get rolled more than tires
If you say I`m not nice, then youse a motherfuckin liar
Entitled to your Opini-ons, into the next millenium
So many +Major Coinz+ that I thought I had +Amil+lion
4-Ize.. 4-Ize whatcha? 4-Ize
[4-Ize]
Yo, I am goin to blow up the Earth
with my pew-36 explosive space modulator
Buddha be praised, you meditator
Drop squad interrogator, 85 percent regulator
The Educator and the Almighty Creator, dedicater
The seperater of fiction, I spark friction
Smoking Hay without the +Crucial Conflict+ion
4-Ize prescription; microphone, Jackie Stallone
Psychic prediction, Egytian descripition
of my psychical, my flesh is weak and it`s pitiful
Spiritiual is hooked up to the invisibile
umbilical cord of my Lord, Kumbiya Devine Kah
Remove paper of tar from every cigar
I slap authority like Gabor, Zsa Zsa
Half Allah, Half Anti Christ Superstar
Rockin the microphone with a hand like Dr. Claw
While I`m hittin trees - harder than Sonny Bono
Double Dragon, mixed up with an Abobo
I kill villians in slow-mo for talkin crazy in my Dojo
Got nothin to lose, like I`m a boxcar hobo
When I get Ludacris with bridges on the promo
Niggaz wanna clown; I`m +Homey+ and +Bozo+
Cause in the grand prize game my life callin like Jo-Jo
The name sticks like Toto
I keep it realer than alien autopsy photo
You similiar to a Spice Girl goin solo
You lost like BEBE, or a dog named Toto
My statue of liberty is Rebecca Lobo
We +Cop+ +Robo+, virgo
Bust ass like a motherfuckin homo, como estas?
Tony Del Negro
Built to destroy these kid`s blocks of Legos
Lego my Eggo cause I say so
Hold the microphone, 4-Ize, I stay gifted
Manifested, elevated, I uplifted
The elevator, the esclator
That`s not a knife? That`s a knife!
Crocodile Dundee the Alligator Rustler
Cause I hustle ya, under the +China+
+Big Trouble+, little sewer but still I find ya
Cause I`m stinky
Manifest, throw you down the stairs like a slinky
Yo, my third eye is blinky
{*everybody cracks up laughing*}
