MC Rimmer - Signifying Suburban (Interlude) lyrics

[Intro] From the curbs of Walnut We got a f**ing story About a suburban kid who didn't give a f** Nor did he give a sh** about any motherf**er's opinion So here the f** we go, b**h This one's for DJ Code Money, and Schoolly D Inventors of gangsta-rap [Cal Ryan] A kid name Caleb stepped into a cla**room Feeling a bit cold, a bit gloom He wasn't in the mood for a f** about sh** So he let his business chill and sit And out the f**ing blues This motherf**er just came through But this motherf**er's day wasn't so bright He was looking for some trouble, and a fight And decided to f** with the wrong dude This wrong dude was Caleb The baddest motherf**er with a testicle You f**ed with him, he wasn't merciful So the big wannabe-bad motherf**er gave him a look Caleb said, hey motherf**er, you looking dirty as a crook The big bad motherf**er got mad and started to swing Caleb was armed as well, and decided to sling They fought all period long, and until the very next day By the end of the fight, Caleb look like he went a long way All the pretty b**hes said, are you okay? Caleb said, I'm good, could use a little champagne Because I k**ed like an animal, and won like a man Fought until I was sore from my neck, to my hands But if he lives, he better know one thing about sh** A b**h is a b**h