All my country funky brother m************
Verse One:
To my no good n***** and my no good b******
Sorry if I left somebody leavin out with stitches
Seems y'all too bold for ya britches
Enslaved your mind like cotton pickers for runnin wit some rotten n*****
I get raw to the core with hardcore metaphors
reservoir Dog style truly yours
Yes I be the slug up in your chest
Then you wonder why you can't feel the full strength of ciggarettes
My nationality is, brutality
I got the gun up under your leather n**** so walk casually
You'd be surprised how much info you can get
For a bottle of crack to find yo' punk a** and yo' kinfolks
Plus, that crew you run with is b***
I was dusted one day when I made your man choke up
Rappers comin to New Jersey and be gettin f***** up
Talkin about where they from and s*** when dem sons ain't runnin s***
and go off a BIT if you do a show in da Bricks
You'd swear you was fly and how we bring so much turbulence
I keep your nervous level high n****
You better kiss your son and daughter, tell em bye n****
When we creep
Verse Two:
I give respect to all my woolly n***** with the Rolex
Shinin briquettes, flashin cash and dumpin Moets
Especially when my royalty check is late, I don't hesitate
I scoop up Keith, and see who's flashin at the Palla-
-dium, hide your weed n***** cause here I come
Lookin b**my for low profile, so loud MC's overlook me
I slip the bartender some more
Just to tell me [how much cash and Dom P you pour]
Huh, I should start robbin rappers in the industry
If we ain't clickin then I'm engineerin your injuries
Forty-eight tracks of automatics and facts
Lyrically splat-datted till your mentality blacks
And I don't give a f*** if you did thirty bids
Still I bring Ecstasy like I'm the rapper Jaleel
Blaow blaow blaow, lickin shots for your f*****
mind, I got you n***** duckin out like I'm one-time
Or five-oh, po-po, I drive hoes nutty
Like I be doin security at my live shows
Your A&R is a punk, he got you gassed
when I brutally smash any contender in my weight class
Aiyyo Twinz yo this n**** got jewels
(hold that n**** while I rob this fool)
When we creep
Verse One:
To my no good n***** and my no good b******
Sorry if I left somebody leavin out with stitches
Seems y'all too bold for ya britches
Enslaved your mind like cotton pickers for runnin wit some rotten n*****
I get raw to the core with hardcore metaphors
reservoir Dog style truly yours
Yes I be the slug up in your chest
Then you wonder why you can't feel the full strength of ciggarettes
My nationality is, brutality
I got the gun up under your leather n**** so walk casually
You'd be surprised how much info you can get
For a bottle of crack to find yo' punk a** and yo' kinfolks
Plus, that crew you run with is b***
I was dusted one day when I made your man choke up
Rappers comin to New Jersey and be gettin f***** up
Talkin about where they from and s*** when dem sons ain't runnin s***
and go off a BIT if you do a show in da Bricks
You'd swear you was fly and how we bring so much turbulence
I keep your nervous level high n****
You better kiss your son and daughter, tell em bye n****
When we creep
Verse Two:
I give respect to all my woolly n***** with the Rolex
Shinin briquettes, flashin cash and dumpin Moets
Especially when my royalty check is late, I don't hesitate
I scoop up Keith, and see who's flashin at the Palla-
-dium, hide your weed n***** cause here I come
Lookin b**my for low profile, so loud MC's overlook me
I slip the bartender some more
Just to tell me [how much cash and Dom P you pour]
Huh, I should start robbin rappers in the industry
If we ain't clickin then I'm engineerin your injuries
Forty-eight tracks of automatics and facts
Lyrically splat-datted till your mentality blacks
And I don't give a f*** if you did thirty bids
Still I bring Ecstasy like I'm the rapper Jaleel
Blaow blaow blaow, lickin shots for your f*****
mind, I got you n***** duckin out like I'm one-time
Or five-oh, po-po, I drive hoes nutty
Like I be doin security at my live shows
Your A&R is a punk, he got you gassed
when I brutally smash any contender in my weight class
Aiyyo Twinz yo this n**** got jewels
(hold that n**** while I rob this fool)
When we creep