Crooked I - Welcome To Lbc lyrics

Some of you n***az owe me an apology Talking extra large sh** Still knowing that your sk**s is smaller than Nanotechnology Don't you know your camp be smaller than ant colony When I say don't challenge me That's reverse psychology Ever since 8 Mile battles fascinate America Free a pay style Crooked'll a**a**inate your character This man will straight embarra** ya Then when I'm sick of your aryan a** Pull out the mac and evacuate the area You ain't got sk**s I'm surprised you got deals I been in princess cuts, s*uts and hot wheels Your wack a** is not real Don't make me act a "Jacka**" like Johnny Knoxville When I co*k steel I waste rap has-beens Leave you in a trash bin a**hole naked with your face mask bashed in Your hoe wants me I takes that a** then She gave me face and said it tastes like lamb skin Labels tell me "Come blow us up" Since I left from d**h Row they wanna know whats up Some of 'em got they own agenda, wanna slow us up This one's for all of my n***az, they wanna know whats what Got my own organization, we 20 men deep Dynasty slappin your face, n***a My city been sleep, my semi sent heat If n***az don't act like they 5 pairs of legs and give me ten feet