Intro:
Yeah
There's different ways to rock this motherf**in' mic man
You got your regular rhyme-schemes
You got your off-beat flow
Your double-time spit
If you don't know how to rap each and every f**in' way,
How are you calling yourself an emcee, HUH?
Yeah, Hip-Hop Weekly, Crooked I, C.O.B.
Treacherous Records is in the motherf**in' house
We doin' this one early
You know why?
Verse 1:
Motherf** D
Motherf** M
Only "X" I know is triple X fa sho
My white tee is pro club and it's hanging extra low
Disrespecting the West, a smith and wesson check the hoe
Pookie from new jack, smoking them chris rocks
Bullets in ya mouth, now thats how ya lick shots
To tha, tick tock big rocks in my Slick Rick watch
Six drops, n***a this is Hip-Hop, b**h
That's right, you don't like what we rap about
Keep wrapping your mouth around your crack pipe
Put your lips on them p**y lips I beat up last night
Since his a** in the dark, f**ing with a flashlight
Verse 2:
Motherf** D
Motherf** M
Only "X" I know is Malcom X, and oh yes
Professor X, Sadat X, and X-Pand
But DMX a hoe, enough of that crackhead
With that said, I'm looking for the spineless
For Rucker's finest, I'm yelling MOTHERfu*k IMUS
You know what his crime is, same as Michael Richards
I'm looking for those timers, cuz Crooked's 'bout to getcha
I'm taking it to them d**h Certificate days
Dodger hat, Rhyme Syndicate shades
King Tee dookie rope, Where I'm from, Young n***as get paid
Drinking liquor just to piss on your grave
West Coast n***a
Back it up whenever God's gift spit it
If you want it you can get it, I'm so Todd Smith wit' it
I hop, skip, pivot, you not sh**
You pop sh**, my glock spit shots quicker than clocks tick minutes
Don't want it, don't start it, chrome pistol on target
Won't miss, you gon' spark it, tearing through bones and cartilage
Putting n***as on glow-in-the-dark sh**
Ghost's floating over they own carcus
f** I goes hard b**h!
Eastside, Long Beach, 'till I f**ing croak
No joke, ay Woof Wang, what up loc!
This is C, this is R, this is double-O K
This is E, D, you n***as ain't f**in' with me
Outro:
Hey you, you with the gla** dick in ya mouth
If I ever ever ever ever EVER catch you disrespecting the West again
We gon' slap the monkey sh** out your punk a**
C.O.B. n***a
Crackhead!
You can't even say "crack the window" around this f**in' junkie
n***a say "crack the door" and he start looking on the floor
And fu*k Imus too
See ya next week