Snak The Ripper - f** Yer Label lyrics

[Intro] Ooh sh**.. Snak the ripper.. Ebenezer! [Verse 1: Snak the Ripper] Yo I'm locked and loaded on ya if you got a bloated ego Really feeling comfy, everything I do's illegal Ducking in the shadows, with the addicts and the needles The d**h is cinematic, hit the sh** get like the Beatles Fiendin for attention like Spicoli in detention (why?) Hooked on k**ing verses, someone stage an intervention, you ought a pay attention Cause homie you and me ain't even in the same dimension, this is sh**ty rap prevention It's that, White lighting, strike you wit'a bolt Flip you off your bike headfirst wit'a metal pipe right through your spokes Let me take you back to ‘98 when I was dope, overdose on bu*tered toast “I'mma be famous!” is what I used to tell ma folks And now I got the fame, but I ain't got no riches All these rappers on ya television act like b**hes While Snak is in the restaurant kitchen washing dirty dishes You hungry for a plate'a rap, I got something delicious You best believe who I be, better off as your enemy Never be soft cuz I'm better than law keepin it sick like phlegm in a cough Sick of the struggles and sh** that I see, thicker than vomit, I'm honoured to be Illa than you so I take it and flee, Canada's best you better agree [Hook: Snak the Ripper] You don't wanna, you don't wanna You don't wanna f** around with meee You can see I'm dirty and I'm made for this If you wanna, if you wanna If you wanna f** around with meee (yeah) Can't sign me cuz I'll f** up your whole label [Verse 2: Evil Ebenzer] Yo.. yeah.. Man you out'cho f**in mind, I won't sign the dotted line I'mma chiselling muthaf**a, I ain't never droppin dimes Or nickels.. I'm quite fickle.. Popping wheelies on my bicycle Evil vandal, yeah Ebenezer is the handle Shoot your face off with a muthaf**in roman candle Put the earth on a standstill nobody better move Come short on ma payment'an we ain't afraid to sever dudes Cuz money is the root'a me, that gets me actin foolishly Everything I struggle for, the blood I shed ain't new to me Walking contradiction, I'm conflicted it's a sickness Working on a get-rich-quick scheme, posing ta be a dentist (ahh) Takin caps, molars, crowns, fillins, and tooths Wriggle them loose, even dentures, rip'em outta they roots Best believe we're hittin hoots, gettin juiced Ya better leave Snak the Ripper and Evil Ebenezer in kahoots (What!) [Hook x2]