Get the fuck out motherfucker...
Hey yo...
When I step up in the bar, everybody hit the fucking floor,
Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door,
Cause when I spit on mic`s I spit raw,
Which cause confusion from the bar to the dance floor,
I keep the club on the vex,
Cause he gotta pay me when I spit, plus replace alot of shit,
Niggas get a whiling,
When my words echo`s the room like, Get your hand out my pocket,
You suck shit when my topics rockin,
I`m banned from clubs `cause my toxic tonsils,
Loud speaker like a fucking sports announcer,
I spit the baa-haa till you rush the bouncer,
I rush the mutherfucker in your way who`s bouncing,
You know old christ get their yak`s pronouncin...
Get live motherfucker when I speak motherfucker,
Out your seat motherfucker, I`m a reach motherfuckers
Shady-records till I sleep motherfucker
Obie-Trice nothin but street motherfucker
Tear this bitch up till you bleed motherfucker
I wouldnt give a fuck who you be motherfucker
Punk, pussy, bitch or G motherfucker
Adrenaline rush before you leave motherfucker
When I speak I blow out your tweeters, a dog,
Show out in speakers roll out with heaters,
I`m just an animal eating the game,
Jumbo monkey, funky and obie`s the name,
I rose solo, never been a hoe though,
Keep yak`s vocal when cats act loco,
Where you at when I`m moving the crowd,
You get trampled, mashed on detroit style,
Up out your seats, pump out the E`s,
Off the beat`s the crowd overpleased,
Where my nigga`s at smoking them tree`s,
Off the cognac, finger fucking the ski`s,
That`s how it is when you party with me,
You don`t like it, you L-7 like a square beat...
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