Dr. Dre - Moonlight Murderer lyrics

Its the funk-master Here to help out with the disaster I done caught up with the faster Now I'm your new headmaster No i don't practice f**ing islam I don't like wearing bombs And worshipping saddam I got more rhymes then the bibles got psalms Put out your palm and give me a high five Move over b**h let the master drive I know where im going and what i gotta do to survive Your just struggling to f**ing stay alive Just got an amber alert Theres a missing pervert that left a gps insert- -ed in his a** guess he skipped dessert His mom left his skirt at my crib Tell her to come over & ill make her squirt and rub her nips Chunk? f** chunk he's sailed his ship And gone out smaller than a microchip And broke his hip While trying to equip himself with good raps Guess he couldn't carry the weight like needed to relax And do some more crack So he handed the mic to jack And said take it son It may help you in the long run He thought you wanted a chunk dirty rerun Well now he's undone, outdone, and overrun Because look what I've begun My raps could be used as a murder weapon This raps too long Im rappin so fast it sounds like ching chang chong Im gonna need a another rip o' that bong Pa** it this way laddie and lets end the song