I`m the ready type of nigga to play the gangsta
Cause you`s probably coolin
But straight off the motherfuckin breast
I ain`t comin for no foolishness
100 volts on the mic kept knowin (????) then I`m probably chillin
Tilt that crazy off bottle `til I`m blitzed
Fuckin yeah nigga yall know that feelin
But I ain`t that type of nigga to shoot the shit on my shit list
But I`m that talkin bro nigga thats quick to handle my business
Im makin a run with shit that I`ve done
Im wavin a gun at shit that you`ve brung
Make niggas get brung stoned and hung with the slip of a tongue
I unfold a truck-load as I explode
You bitches can`t hold the side-door when I`m in my front-load
Im keepin`em (??) 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 the nigga that got the last words you got served
Smokin fat herbs and gunnin niggas down like back burs
With fast words I`m zipper I`m funky like raptors
And I`m much much more then a mouth full of adverbs and bad words
Stick it to a nig like chop sticks
(? My rapper I`m rapper ?)
More flava more flava more cooler then a tub of Kool-Aid
I`m never in doubt before so nigga then why try
Hittin harder then Popeye slappin motherfuckers like Cha-Cha
I fuck with a capitol F put (?) to death (??) crowd def
And I`ma continue to flow until I come up on my last breath
So homie raise up (OH!)
Hold these tricks up (OH!)
See I`m that nigga that tells whether or not a nigga stay now look here
[Chorus] (x8)
I`m not that nigga
I`m not that nigga
I`m not that nigga to fuck
You been picked off
Keep fuckin wit a nigga like me get hip-tossed
Fuck fightin faggot nigga I know
He jumped your bitch ass like Kriss-Kross
And look at a riddle that I be little
When I`m a jumbo now a fiddle
I jump in your eardrum and play (?Baradiddle?)
Stop wanting to ditch`em
I`m in this bitch and comin out rich
In case yah know `bout a FIRED UP son of a bitch
Inch by inch as I drench
I`m a sense clench
That bullshit that yall niggas (???????) (?play of a pinch?)
I got the gimmick to make them bitches rough like they can feel me
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-it-hear I`m playin that hoe from (?Chipiwalk?)
Whatchu talk?
I`m very (?hard pressin?) so niggas can kick this fuckin lesson
I am fluorescent as if caressing from that fuckin crescent
A nigga that know how
Nigga that been to serve (Go Child)
Mamma that pushin shake my head just like they got a loo-ow
So come with the pussy the paper the pen and the pussy now PASS ME THE MIC
Show you around jump on yo` ass just like a (???)
I shot more shit then Shawn Kemp but got more bitches then a world pimp
And got more flavour then a brown shrimp
I`ma be comin out flossin shit that make a nigga gon` talk some shit
But if you ain`t brought shit
Then I ain`t the nigga to start shit wit`
[Chorus] x8
You couldn`t fuck the old but all of a sudden what make you think you can
fuck wit the new shit
You stuck on stupid
I ain`t 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 step (??????) fire then a gutter
I`m takin`em 10 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 I`ma continue to flow on rhymes then single`em out and choppin`em all up
Making classics
See massive titties and pussies and asses
But got more hoes then a value class
More vicious then BooBoo wash you up like we do
I`m blacker then Voo-Doo, harder then a rough rhyme (????)
Black like Sheep, I`m Cool like Jay in effect like Rex
I`m Grand like Pub 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 around (???) (?choke on bread crumb?)
(?Rich`n and pitchin?) (?????) to the hair drum
The bigger opponent nigga thats you
You can`t compare a nigga like Mystikal to Skidrow or Ugly Kid Joe
But yet you suddenly pickin terf wit me
You irkin wit me jerkin wit me when I tell your bitch to stop flirting wit me
I`m giving it (?mad house like fan belt?) I came tho
I know you niggas can`t fuck wit me cause I can`t fuck wit my damn self
I`m making yall mummble (or what I thought of.....)
Nigga you beating me is like cuttin a Philly grass with wire cutters I,
Be keeping to you all so breakin`em off
And still uh, fuck with me you faithful walkin around with pork chop drawers
I`m ready to graze and blaze pump 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 tho
I fucked that bitch one time and now that hoe can`t hold herself
That shit be kicks and niggas be smokin in cliques and fuckin`em tricks
I rollin from that Big Easy
Where the buddha are beyond and niggas they rumble, over the least mumbo-jumbo
Standing tall like this Mutumbo but turn that shit to 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 spunnin is off of some dumb shit
Cause I ain`t, cause I ain`t, cause I ain`t that nigga to fuck with bitch
[Chorus] Fade till End
