hoe's didn't get it I let the rhythm hit 'em, and they loved the way I did 'em I get freak bones, bust nuts on G bones Hoe's give the jaw bone, when
g's for some dumb companies And lots of money but no idea what is rap and what is dope So check out what the guru wrote Cause I will prevail, give you
suds huh I'ma gangsta, for you little slugs Shoulders your homie shrug When people askin "what's up" That's when I pull up, finish what I've done Jump
lot of unnecessary bullshit man What if one of 'em trick ass niggas Come at you the wrong way loc'? I'll beat a niggaz ass on the trick just for the
rats till they bleed on my floor mat Nasty nigga, make ya beleive that im a classy nigga But im far from that average joe that you know Use people for
thirty-two of brew Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew Make room for the crew with beats that thump Make room for the crew with beats that thump Make room for
the best, maximum capacity For MC's that ain't for the Schlitz Malt Liquor Bull Pullin' words like tug of war from my memory banks Core secure, sweat pours through the forces I give 'em
static I'm buckin' you dead I'll bend your body like Craftmatic Adjustable Bed Fuck what you said, for y'all I got nuttin' but lead-o And stop fuckin' askin
mission First assignment give 'em that shit they been missin' My new edition's way bitchen Those that listen, get addicted to my diction' Fuck rhymes I write prescriptions, for
y'all niggaz (TURN IT UP) WHEN I HIT 'EM, MAN THAT CRUNK GON GET 'EM MAN FUCKED UP HOW I DID 'EM MAN (WHAT) AIN'T NO REMORSE BUT THE CHORUS, TRUTH IS
point, know what I'm sayin'? Once you get there, it ain't what you thought it was. So even the realest mothafucka...mufuckas that seem like they got it made, they
play wit Save it for a rainy day I'll pick the tec up, aim and spray And permanently take your pain away, what [Chorus - only first 4 lines] [Royce] What what
I feels I better slay or (Hey, my tape measures greater) So now I'm dips if they (Askin', saw me) And they was available would they want me to (Nail'em
[MF Doom] ...Give it a sec for the pain to start This wreck right here it ain't for the faint of heart They thought they saw the worst verse From the
so I give 'em lessons, realer professions I paint your picture, listen, hold these Wessons, know how to bust 'em When you address them, hit 'em, pushin' buttons, ain't about nothin' They
ma gangsta, for you little slugs Shoulders your homie shrug When people askin "what's up" That's when I pull up, finish what I've done Jump in the car
can call me crazy For now, raise me up in your headphones What the fuck? GROUCH! Another nut.. Never waste my life, don't recommend you do When I bust