that other shit Spit it for my brotha shit Hard core gutter shit Duck-tape and smother shit VERSE: I?m on dat other shit That duck-tape and smother shit That
gutter shit, duct tape and some other shit [H.A.W.K.] I'm on that other shit, that duct tape and some other shit That sex with no rubber shit, that
out Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin' eyes out I'm insane by a long shot, hey Chuckwick Bill a.k.a Charles Libre A short nigga with
See now, a sucker with a style just boring me So I show K N O W L E D G E it might trouble you Then I transform like a Decepticon With a mic as a bomb
man I love to rock ice just to brighten your day [H.A.W.K.] down south all you hear is H.A.W.K. and thats the reason why I hit your (flum face ??) [
[erick sermon] Yo, and special guests on my show Is the k [k-solo] To the s to the o-l-o [parrish smith] And me, the capital d, the o to c The a.k.a
out Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin eyes out I'm insane by a longshot, hey Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre A short nigga with
scared to throw blows On that Mike Tyson shit, that'll bite a earlobe Bloody your nose, then scratch off on your vogues I'm on that other shit, you better
is the reason that I rhyme and grind Might I remind you, that I'm designed to Move anything out the way, of getting what's mine fool [H.A.W.K.] See
out of your head like a toaster [Hook] [H.A.W.K.:] With a full head of steam, and a hell of a team Ghetto Dreams, is a money making machine I'm chasing
See now, a sucker with a style just boring me So I show K.N.O.W. L.E.D.G.E. it might trouble you Then I transform like a Decepticon With a mic as a bomb
your way man I love to rock ice just to brighten your day [H.A.W.K.] down south all you hear is H.A.W.K. and thats the reason why I hit your (flum face
Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin eyes out I'm insane by a longshot, hey Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre A short nigga with some
shit, yeah-yeah [Hook x2] [talking:] Yeah that's right, well that's pretty much the gist of it You dig Big H.A.W.K., H-A-W-K Screwed Up Click for life
And if you want a piece of H-A-W-K Pull out your pocketbook you gots to pay And all I want from you is a little head Suck a nigga dry and get the hell
and I hit barbie dolls You kidding broad, I ain't in a gallon house I'ma drop you chickens, like a album H.A.W.K. Look, why should I like a chick When
that head banger shit man Boys ain't ready for this here, feel the H.A.W.K. man Turn up my fone', that's about right [H.A.W.K.] I'm a step above great
