KutMasta Kurt - F-U M.F. lyrics

So what you got your first deal? Who you signed with, n***a? Epic? Def Jam? I don't give a f** if you're with Warner Bros Who you signed with, n***a? Muthaf**in Loud? Interscope, Columbia, Sony, 550 f** it if you're with Dreamworks And a few of you in-house commercial-a** producers Can s** out the interior out of my dick Y'all still 75, that ain't no new sh** Fake-a** wanna-be hip-hop sh** Don't worry about who the f** I hang with Jealous muthaf**as I'm tired of n***as fooling muthaf**as Actin like they drug dealers All you rappers fantasizin that j**elry and car sh** You can pull the Speedos and s** my dick Tell your corny fans who believe that sh** Lick the back of my a** quick I'mma shut f*ggots down Especially muthaf**as with that gay-a** production New millenium h*mo sound Smack the sh** out of you for doin that wack-a** sh** you do 50 bodyguards surround you Keepin men that f** you in the a** around you Standin like you runnin sh**, you ain't the f**in President Posin with ugly b**hes in your video who take AIDS medicine You don't wanna f** with me or rock with me Or rhyme on any block with me f** the rap museum I should be on the wall next to Run-D.M.C Between Public Enemy Some a**hole was jealous of me I don't care no more about your lyrics The average MC is bullsh**, I don't hear it f** you talkin about you rap with a good spirit I make rappers intimidated Over wack-a** beats they get motivated, some have ministrated Even suburban kids copy your sh** and duplicate it My balls you now cherish By some new-a** MC about to perish Type of muthaf**a to eat a lotta celery Your CD was bu*ter-soft - what you tellin me? A bunch of 'N Sync type of fans hyped you up like Bill Bellamy A b**h like you would rhyme with a curfew n***as with real sh** will hurt you The girl scout club I refer you ba*tard you Your man rap, new n***a, he's wack, f** you Stay low, I'm above you Erase your sh**, I don't dub you fu*k YOU fu*k YOU Muthaf**a fu*k YOU Muthaf**a fu*k YOU Yeah You been rappin for 20'000 years And you ain't got your f**in deal yet? What the f** Don't take your problems out on me And the rest of you muthaf**as Walkin around lookin like some old alien n***as Muthaf**a, I pull your face off 'bout to show you what the f** you look like Cause you keep it real Too real muthaf**in broke 2001 Nobody was sayin that sh** when I was payin for them f**in hot wings Hope you burn your f**in lips fu*k YOU Muthaf**a fu*k YOU Muthaf**a fu*k YOU Muthaf**a fu*k YOU a**hole