The Real Explicit - Whats It To Yah? lyrics

Whats it to yah (1st Verse) Skeletons in the residence Elegance, sippin' essences/ Hella sedatives, dead in bed again/ bu*ter knives over elements/ My heads baking in the oven/ A gangster like McLovin/ Put you to sleep like some turkey stuffin'/ b**hes cry when i chop the onion/ Blood stain on my pearly whites/ I got that slap like a girly fight/ This beat nastier than a pair of t**ng dikes/ 1st player solo/ Do this with no promo/ My bread rise,the yeast grow slow-mo/ From the city where homies gone loco/ Bounce from girl to girl down the street on my pogo like YOLO/ Yo, they on't know tho/ The big bad wolf bout to blow the roof off/ I get confused, are you a red nose pit or Rudolph?/ You claim you got bars but they bout to get chewed off/ Droppin bandz in the Thugz Mansion, feeling like 2Pac/ So dope, all ho's love my smell, but who rot?/ My pockets gun' swell/ My chocolates gun' sell/ My profit excel/ My vomit gone stale/ (Chorus) Whats it to ya, im put two into yea/ Ima make you look like a b**h how i do yea/ I can handle just a bout two uh yea, whats it to ya/ x2 (2nd Verse) Trippang through the teenage wasteland, got me like a spaceman, my minds all floating, these b**hes wet when I rain dance/ I'm just sayin', Damn!? f** the b**h then dip, the hip popper, gotta blast my jimmy neutron, work my escape plan, block your shine with my ray-bandz/ Rare breed, compare me to when the air bleeds/ The fair breeze, their dream, my mere greed/ Unstable like a 3 leg stool/ I got no chill, you could never be that cool/ Grippin' the steel, you never keep that j**el/ Constantly ask these liars why the feed fools/ I used to rep with dumbies, keepin' it g is a key tool/ Never trust no one, I don't need you/ School of hard knocks, f** you need pre-school/ Ima toxic sitchy, i'm a disease that pools/ So I scheme a fool, repeat then bool/ Its Icing to the cake, the stream that drools/ But i won't sugarcoat life Sin and nail hoes, on the wooden post/ I pray ery-night, to shower hope on me/ My hand guns at the holy light/ Demanding to hit me with the photon beam/ x2 Photon beam/ (Chorus) Whats it to ya, im put two into yea/ Ima make you look like a b**h how i do yea/ I can handle just a bout two uh yea, whats it to ya/ x2