heinz

yo' wot up! im just hr to have some fun, and you won't like me when I'm done. You're all punks, and love to start static.....I buried your grandma in my attic!! I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread Look baby this is simple, you can't see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P... Whether fightin, or spittin, my discipline is unforgiven Got you backin up, in a defensive position An ass-kickin anthem, heavyweight or bantam Holdin camps for ransom, the microphone phantom Teams hit the floor, this the new fight joint Like a broken needle kid, you missin the point! We dominate your conference with offense that's no nonsense My theme song hits, get your reinforcements! We strike quick with hard kicks, duckin ice picks Bare-knuckle men through fight pits, beat you lifeless Never survive this! Get forget like Alzheimer's Two-face rappers, walk away with four shiners The raw rhymer, turnin legends to old-timers My incisor's like a viper, bitin through your one-liners! and we about to make you famous Takin over Earth and still kickin in Uranus! So if you want to be my friend, go ahead, you'll still be a chump and as good as dead!