(feat. Donny V) [Intro:] Ha ha, yeah! Got'cha man Bobby Grind Donny V, the man Donny V The Commission is back [Donny V:] Donny V, opens the question, I'm rap's second best Out of a million other rappers I'm better than the rest Moet sipper, mic ripper and p**y getter I'm on my own zone so you know I stay fly n***a b**h n***az go to clubs frontin with they fake Coogi You ain't a kingpin, take off that slum j**elry I'm reformed, no more pickin the guns up Get out of line I'll be the first to say get your funds up The feds is only waitin for me to catch a case I have fun now from punchin n***az in they f**in face I'm 'bout to retire from rap, ain't no competition Rap was fun when bodies came up missin I cut bodies up, while I listen to Billy Preston We had a photo session with Bush daughters at the Westin [Kool Keith: voice EXTREMELY modulated] Now I'ma sh** on top of the Hummer H3 Kick you in the a**hole like Gracie Y'all tryin to get these clown-a** clodhod n***az to replace me Y'all toy like Toys'R'Us You brush your hair back with a red brush You critics lick the back of a gorilla's a** Who says I can't cuss? Y'all like the other product Nothin motherf**ers, you have to readjust Touch the diseases under the balls Make those house calls We cuttin the nails out of tigers' paws sh** off the Select-o-Vision You piss through your television You see it? You got Hell-o-Vision Bodies in the back, stay away Bodies in the front, stay away I should come from the store, Macy's layaway [Kool Keith:] All you motherf**ers droppin that bullsh** every month On that conveyor belt Forcin that sh** down people's throats And all you motherf**ers I never seen or heard of before Poppin up on motherf**in magazines I ain't never seen you motherf**ers in my motherf**in LIFE~! Out of nowhere You just come pop-o-matic MC Report to the Commi$$ioner