[Ras Kass]
Everything I say don`t be yae yo
Haters in batter rams, I slam
Like syringes in heroine, four hundred and fifty grams
Overdose, every coast, one hundred spokes chrome
Knock off some malt liquor by the malzatof
Don`t gotta floss, huh, ain`t that the truth
Flyin in boobies, silver six hundred Coup
Like whoop whoop, holla at me big baby
Sop me up wit a biscuit, cuz you know it`s all gravy
Linquistical flow, I ain`t Mystikal, but y`all ain`t ready
If a nigga don`t rhyme about crack, clothes, pussy and fatty
Eat a dick, that`s music to my balls,
like Gloria Estefan fuckin Hakeem Olajuwon
How this black lil nigga get more head than a beauty salon
Guam, blowin ya shit out like Chaka Khan
For sheezy, my favorite women is sleazy
Bisexual triplet freaks, forty five at they sexual peaks
I`m fuckin three Tony`s, like Rafael Saadiq
And got a trick up my life, manufacturin cheese
My matrix will triculate wit melodies
Rehabilitated hood rats, shake the specie
I`m tryin to die filthy, rich and ruthless, I`m easy
See Austin niggas is know for flossin
But I still buy my T-shirts and socks from the slossin