Bizzy Bone - Gangsta Music lyrics

Y'all can't stop it, y'all can't stop, Gangsta music (sic sic sic sic sic); Y'all can't stop it, y'all can't stop, Gangsta music (sic sic sic sic); BUCK BUCK! I guess my mother had a bad Bone, See back in the days she left all her little kids but now a days she be like mad home; They told me to make a statement, I'm'a make this blatant, People act like they Jesus, and others play the game for Satan; This is the end of time, and I'm the only lil' n***a in this mothaf**a, Noah style, catch my line?; 106 Don't like my music, But I got fans overseas tellin' me "B.B. come through and let the states lose ya"; Yeah, Yeah, BUCK BUCK! Y'all can't stop it, y'all can't stop, Gangsta music (sic sic sic sic sic); Y'all can't stop it, y'all can't stop, Gangsta music (sic sic sic sic); BUCK BUCK! Ibuprofen, eight hundred, I get along with Russel Simmons, and Leon Cohen, drip, my different fam flowin'; Michael can change his nose, Michael can change his clothes, the only thing I take off Michael was those panty hose; Everyone think I'm crazy, everyone think I'm drunk, I told the world I was molested and they called me 'punk'; No compa**ion or pa**ion, my khaki suit be mashin', but then a n***a come with some tight jeans and they call it fashion; Rappers don't battle me, I'll call em all out, ain't nobody said a word, Bizzy Bone, no doubt; The voice is just stupendous, his fan base is tremendous, so I decided to give you all of me on Heaven's canvas; Painstakin' then child birth, I tried my voice on auto tune, they said it just ain't work, my voice just too twerk; I'm from the middle of the Universe, I should be Captain Kirk, mothaf**a I earned it, and plus I put in my work. Yeah, Yeah, BUCK BUCK! Y'all can't stop it, y'all can't stop, Gangsta music (sic sic sic sic sic); Y'all can't stop it, y'all can't stop, Gangsta music (sic sic sic sic); BUCK BUCK! Can't stop my gangsta music, I keeps this gangsta anthem, look at the blimp, like a pimp, ohhhh Tony Montana; I'm numba one amongst my greatest with my country grammar, Twenty records, still goin', I persevered through cancer; I hear that 106 don't like my music, But I got fans overseas tellin' me "B.B., let them states lose ya"; I do my shows, y'all some lyin' hoes, I'm never sued because the promoters ain't do what they was supposed to, ohhhh!; Wendy Williams, you need to k** the noise, you made your name up off of gossip, and laughed 'cause I was touched as a boy; Get on my nerves, like you the next Oprah, I put it on Tyra banks, you look straight up like a drag queen mixed up with a gopher; I'll never forget what you said about Pac, I'll never forget what you said about Big, I'll never forget, and I never forgot, I never forgot...; But you commentate like you got the scoop, b**h you like 70 years old, listen here, Grandma, you was Geritol when Melle Mel was cold, b**h. Y'all can't stop it, y'all can't stop, Gangsta music (sic sic sic sic sic); Y'all can't stop it, y'all can't stop, Gangsta music (sic sic sic sic); BUCK BUCK!