[Verse 1]
Oops, I fell, oopsie, I told
You gotta get a hold of the microphone
Show them what you rock, show me what you got
Cause who ever knew that a white teen could rip?
Distorted like the eye of a fish
I hand it to you on the platter like a dish
The mic is the utensil, I write like I'm the council
I'm right cause you know, and I know
I make the speakers rip with sound super ripped
My wittiness is increased with the Maui Waui
It's the same with the Mary Mary, what a beauty
And isn't that a wonder, and how can I just ponder
That even greens beat the white stinky powder
[Hook]
Mix in the numbers in an alphabet too
f** every rule and then FU2
I got an F, and you too, history
Supposedly that's the way it's supposed to be. (2x)
[Verse 2]
I know you like my style and the way that I do it
Going so sleek, that's the way I advocate it
No need to be mad, or be sad, or provocative
It's all cool, I'm just another brother, relative
Things s** you in like inside of a black hole
Or the fake register of unloyal ho's
With her a** unemployed, but you're working like a droid
Dropping innuendos, in the end though, no one gets them
Name something lethal, 47 points
With a bigger caliber, 54 points
Ability to calculate ma**, plus 7 points
If you wanna learn, then I'm open for appointments
[Hook]
Mix in the numbers in an alphabet too
f** every rule and then FU2
I got an F, and you too, history
Supposedly that's the way it's supposed to be. (2x)
[Verse 3]
Preach, kids know more than the teachers
It's all independent, so no more leeches
Pre-school kids feeding virtual creatures
Every day procedure, talking through a beeper
"You so silly, with a little willy," now a little baby gonna fight back
Oh cool, so it's normal to be an anorexic
With a waist sized 4, and bones galore
Walk out the door but you're blown by the wind
A butcher needs a meat bag more than you
So have a little fat and a bit of this 'n that
I like a booty round but it's back to the hook now