this is for the realrealniggas yo hard beats like this keep my mentality raw i g off c4 to blow off those lex doors my texture be the kind that explore mcs and blow em out metaphor after metaphor i m more wetter than your boy vigor so how you figure you can fuck with this rap unemployed nigga i should own a fly bitch house and a benz but i got chickenheads criminals and broke friends that love to get ends keep the seventeens spinnin pull out from my jaw linin commence to splittin brains and body parts that motion couldn t picture cause when i m shitting niggas hit more decks than a skipper mr and mrs howe mary anne and ginger gilligan you need the professor to take the rigor mortis out i got orders to kill em softly i wouldn t leave a trace if i died and police chalked me who s the boss g you better radio the walkie talkie for these fatal attrac mc s that stalk me got a big dick in your bitch clit when i flip this i got more work than a olympic gymnast bust it i cut the mustard on any track milkier than similac when i m next up to bat redman is on the mic and i ma yeah you best ask somebody yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop fuck the talk i walk whatever i claim to do knock a mule on her ass and turn the pussy black and blue you couldn t run up if your fighter was virtua i m a round the clock lyricist i sleep in my workboots it s a thin line between love and hate it s a thin line between the trigger and the finger of a 38 dust by far my rap repertoire be the art of murderin makin it hard for you to spar we can chill and puff the ganja but don t be mad when the funk doctor spock smoke it with your baby mama get off my dick and tell your bitch to come here male groupies gettin shaky when i come from the rear hah that get on your nerve neighbor that play the music loud as fuck three in the mornin off a paper with mad zul in the l s c in the downtown area scannin the perimeter all my boos with the open toed shoes if you ain t gettin that pussy eaten right let me show you then let you taste these this brown fox said ain t no nigga like the funk doctor spock g  yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop as i dive into the crowd uh huh i wanna see who the fuck gettin loud who the fuck runnin off at they mouth i let my nigga 50 cent knock that ass out word bond bitches talkin bout pourin out cristal and dom p they better stick to chandon blackin out wildin smackin out weaves breakin niggas cheap ass chains and medallions you re just a part time sucker in the game shit is real motherfucker start namin names and if you name my name i whoop ass like steven seagal give you under siege 2 without the fucking train let your brains hang from the 808 bang and if i wrecked your cipher then my squad is to blame motherfucker haha haha haha nigga yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop yes yes y all and you don t stop we ll be right back with some more funk shit for all you stankin asses after we pay these bills3