{Hook}
Got nothing to say
Bout things I do not know
One thing I know fo show
Y'all a bunch of hoes
{Verse 1}
My monkey madness
Piss off the fascists
Status change
With the guerilla tactics
I'm a bird of prey
With this rapture magic
All up in your face
Please don't panic
I'd hate to think what happens
If I I knocked you out
And it ain't no doubt
I can handle that route
Put the big b**h down quick
With a liver kick
Don't get it twisted
These words do worse than split lips
Better hope
You can take a hit
Harder than a bad b**h
Takes big dick
Cuz if not?
You're in for it
Gonna f** you hard
Make you wish you never started
With this retard
And you better hope
I never get my hopes up
And if I did, you'd know it
Cuz I don't give a f**
Who's the one moping?
You the one groping?
Truth is the rich know
Who the joke is
{Hook}X4
Got nothing to say
Bout things I do not know
One thing I know fo show
Y'all a bunch of hoes
{Verse 2}
I'm deranged
And probably got a low iq
In the game
And doin hella betta than you
Ain't no run
For that
In fact there ain't no fun
In that
So f** that
I just may come back
With attacks
That will crash all comebacks
How I manage so much Collateral damage?
Nothing that a little bitty bandage can't fix
When I MacGyver these tricks
With a hand full of a sticks
{Hook}X2
Got nothing to say
Bout things I do not know
One thing I know fo show
Y'all a bunch of hoes
{Verse 3}
I won't take no criticism
From some fat a** racist punk
Who goes around and tells the crowd
I speed my raps up
Cuz his game itself
Revolves around flipping burgers
Or fixing mufflers for measly pennies
On the side of the curb
{Hook}X6
Got nothing to say
Bout things I do not know
One thing I know fo show
Y'all a bunch of hoes