Laveerre - As Good as it Gets lyrics

Noob Saiboot: Noob Saiboot! For real! (On the track.) For crying out loud! This is the posse cut. The beat by... How do you pronounce it? (Sepeteus!) Overlord Sepeteus? (Yeah.) Oh yeah, that's right. Yeah. Name's Noob, but I ain't a noobie Controlling the weather gets me a lot of groupies Noob started dropping nonsense, career took a nosedive I'm so fast I can play tennis on both sides The mischief of Lauryn Hill was minding my dick I think about crap when I'm minding my sh** Got many n***as in the cell you say They gave me a hockey stick but cut it away Got married today, nothing on but a backpack Consider crack as a resting snack I do, I was born on the airwaves Bold, no need for a f**ing hairspray On stage I've never heard a boo There's cla** action suits against noobs b**h so hot, gotta take off the sweater n***as is lost, I'm the German Shepherd Overlord Sepeteus: Yo it's Sepeteus, f** Prometheus Where's God? Oh, he with us Time to boss and smack bronze Write on paper, f** laptops I'm original, you bite like mega I'm like PlayStation, you like Sega You fall, I stay on top You call a girl that I f** I don't like it, I come find you My laser will f**ing blind you I'm the leader, the caretaker You're the needer, the scared faker My life, oh it f**ing rules My first words: f** the rules Wife s** dick, sister handle balls Both of them f**in' neanderthals Smoke Jonesy: Smoke Jonesy, I got a story to tell you Yesterday I tossed a coin in a wishing well I wished that my life would be happy forever 'Cause I'm like a Turtle and life's like Shredder Constant struggle I've been facing My money I've been misplacing All I got is a mic and a slice of corn bread "You a retard", my dad said But I don't care, I guess I'm carefree Nuts at the white, can walk barely Can't afford a wheelchair, doesn't feel fair I f**ing beg at the motherf**ing town fair I'm still a virgin, I live in a tractor I'm saving myself for Total Doctor Once I heard a weird f**ing noise It was Heath and Noob feasting off my tortoise Heath: It's Heath, I perform C-Walk in the club My Miramax letterbomb was a f**ing dud Playing Tic-tac-toe by myself is thrilling Exposing titties doesn't make you my wife, silly The total lack of support made me brave I couldn't get the patent for my different worm games Installed Windows to a black and white TV The motherf**er gave me a blue screen I drop rhymes like I skip cla** I deserve a spanking, deserve a whiplash I don't waste ink neither do I think I blame my dick for all the sins I did Smoke tobacco, I miss my lung There ain't a sweeter guy than Brotha Lynch Hung Got horny watching Predator's unmasking Running away from crackerjacks had me gasping Champagne Anderson: It's Anderson but ain't no f**ing Neo Go to sleep in Vancouver, wake up in Rio I built my own house, ran out of plaster I used my own snot to finish it faster So, I gotta call my cottage a snottage Rumours about Arabics, all rubbish My only hobby is drinking champagne I still haven't finished Red Alert's Soviet campaign I pa** out during the final mission Saving games, well, that's just fiction Finger my own brain, guess there's a fraction Caused by my motherf**ing drunken action Mel Gibson is a f*g, Jesus had no pa**ion Twenty gallons, my daily booze ration Watching Sopranos, I related to Furio Mike f**ing my boss's wife in a studio