[Verse 1: Julius Luciano]
They say the left half of the brain control the right half of the body
My left half is insane and in my right hand is a shotty, blaow
These Michael Jackson n***as wanna be startin' something
I jack-o-lantern a n***a, I carve your pumpkin
I'm the Shoe Gang's Bruce Wayne
Y'all like the sh** that hit the Twin Towers, too plain
I don't pay to screw dames, true game
It's all about the gander, give a f** about what the goose gain
I spit blue flames, a monster, two fangs
Split your jugular vein in two, you're too vain
I eat the track and choo choo trains
I guzzle Olde English but I speak new slang
Yeah I sip O.E. I'm from the West
Put the W before your two eyes, Nintendo Wii
I go hard like my dick game in bed
Your girl ain't smarter than a fifth grader but give graders head
Skip when I spit, spray the lead
I ain't saying I'm having a good time when I say the town get painted red
I mean you get merked, put you and your crew in dirt
I'm truly unruly, I spew a verse, too berserk
I spit the gospel, should be viewed from a pew in church
I feel like I rule the earth, soon to rule the universe
You can do a lunar search, see Julius Luci perched
On the moon, with a platoon of his goons and a looney smirk
Hold on, I'm glad Crooked let us host this
We puttin' whack rappers out of business like Hostess
[Verse 2: Kenny Siegel]
I'm in the mood to head to the bar and ask can I get a round
Picture me rolling multiple blunts bout to hit a pound
All Hail Mary, with more Jane, comes better days, no more pain
I need it, I'm troublesome like Pac, I don't give a f**
Representing strictly for my n***as, COB hit em up
Toss it up, that's the crew mayne
We get California love cause it's all about U-Gang
Warning: If your boo-thing has an a** as juicy as a B.I.G. cut
I'mma f** her wig up, have her hypnotized callin' me Big Poppa
While my semen shoots at her then I ask her "Who Shot Ya?"
I'm aware that rhyming those lines are typical
But ask Nasir, no idea's original
But the genius does have bars that are unique and sick
Even though off I still am a tick
Hope you got yourself a gun but I ain't a k**er
Remind me of a track from Pun
But me, I'm packing the Mac that's as illegal as immigrants
Beware trying to punish me, this uncensored n***a sh**
If an audience shows me love then I'll stay awhile
Rock em like Rakim and move the crowd
When I'm flowing I let the rhythm hit em
Remember that I ain't no joke when spitting lyrics of fury on different tracks
I'm crazy, if I had one wish
I'd cum on everybody's dumb b**h
That's the way I am, no guilty conscience
b**h please, here's my public service announcement
I k** you for doing dumb sh**
Check yourself, I'm young Cube, wrong n***a to f** with
What can they do? I'll leave em D.o.A
And end up not guilty, somehow some way
I can't help it, I'll never change like Jay
But no encore cause what more can I say