D-12 - Commercial Break lyrics

Yo, testing. This thing back on again. Alright, perfect, God damn good. Yo, this is Rondell Beene, I'm back on the motherf**in' scene, And I'm upset as a motherf**er. I mean first I didn't get paid for the D12 sh**. You heard me rippin' on there, they just edited my verse out. Then I was on Obie's sh**, I was in Obie's video, And that Obie go ahead and I didn't get paid for that sh**. And now they got this bald head weed smokin' mother f**er, And his name is [Young Zee] Young Zee, keep movin' for the macs. Be cubin'. Hmm? I'll make you sing like big Ruben. Man, in the hood, I'm the American Idol. First I fight you, and then run up on your stairs with a rifle. Bang Tech claims make you wipe out like X-Games Next sprain's in your motherf**in' leg bang? Tryin' to shoot me like they tryin' to shoot 50. Either you gon' die or need a new kidney. Till I drop, I'm a sell to your friends. Till I get some of that tin, in the federal pin. I spit better than them. n***as wanna fight me, better go get in the gym Or the metal'll spin. Since smokes' in 'Nam, Doin' d** than Eminem moms. Ten times, Dirty Dozen. All x times. Bash your ride, crash when you drive, Flip your dumba** out the pa**enger side.