(I got my) I got my hand on my nutsac burnin 'cross the stage
In a motherf**in rage like a animal in a cage
I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool (fool)
f** around and get'cha holdin that jar, Cool!
Yep that's me on the motherf**in mic-a (mic-a)
Nova, happy to strike n***as like a viper
Who rules the step to the rep that I kept
For a long, long, long, long, long, long, long time
I got mor flavour then a truck load of Snickers
Ya punch her by the straps, ya got ta kick her, f** it!
That's how it go when ya dealin with a pro-per
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
Coolio locc and I'm down ta blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his a**
Motherf**ers curse me but they can't hurt me
When I'm doin dirt, that's why I show no mercy
I flips tha scripts and it's tha dips when I rips
And rock tha f**in house for the Bloods and Crips
Danger danger, ol' gangsta gangsta
Droppin dogs on the ??? ???
40 Thevz and the band witta plan to make some stops
n***as die on the street but they don't play taps
Or 21 gun salute, there ain't cahoots
My name ain't Alex Haley but I still got roots
I bang bang bang to the air now ya dead
It was a black and white thang but now it's blue and red
This ain't an episode of Batman, it's more'n like a Blackman
Slap yo' a** up and I jacked ya for ya Walkman
n***as on the top and you don't deserve nothin
They fightin punks, their rags is f**ed, they shouldn't even be bumpin
s**as play the back cos I'm dope when I rap
And my hand's on my motherf**in nutsac
And it's like that!
It's time for me to step so I'm steppin in deep (deep)
I was born a thief so ya know I'm on the creep
s**a n***a wanna test me but he can't best me
Buck-buck to the chest and I guess you're d**h-ly
Now I gotta treat ya like a s**a
Cos you're soft like bu*ter, you punk motherf**er
C-C-Coolio but you can call me Boo
I drop da sh** on ya lyrics cos ya rhyme style is doo-doo
Ass, faeces, you don't wanna see me
With a flashlight cos I serve dat a** (right, right, right)
Word to the motherf**in homies and you know you can't hold me
Or throw me...so blow me
How many n***as must I stick
Before you get my d'ift and fully understand not to f** with this
I never been a stoner, take ya momma home and blown her
One night stand and once again she's a loner
Cos I won't be played out, strung out, laid out
She only gave it up because she thought I had some crack
And I won't be strayed by a lame a** dame
Keep my dollars in my pockets cos I'm hip to ya game
Hoes be acting like they love me but they only wanna f** me
And s** me but don't touch me
Back up off me hooker cos I won't be taken
Go find you another motherf**er you can break it
I gots ta keep playin these n***as like ping-pong
And hit em like King Kong, they singin the same song
'93 is the year and yes I'm gettin bigger
Gave a shot to the 121 cos they my n***as
Scotty B ridin shotgun, BOOM he got one
Only God knows if he'll catch a hot one
Knick-knack paddy-wack Wino's in the back
And my hand's on my motherf**in nutsac
And it's like that
Outro:
I got my hand on my nutsac
Na na na na na naaaaaa
*repeat x 2 *
And it's like that