Slim mother fuckin shady… alright Missy elliot, Timbo, c'mon, yo
I'm homicidal, and suicidal, with no friends Holdin' a gun with no handles, just a barrel at both ends Sprayin' techs at you Untill you see the fuckin legs full of bullets holes and the exit wounds layin next to you. Fuckin' mad dog, foamin' out the mouth Fuck mouth, my whole house is foamin' out the couch Jumped outta a 93 floor of a buildin' And shot every window out on the way to the ground (keep filmin') Woke up to a hospital staff Got up and laughed Chopped 'em in half And sufficated your oxygen mask If I get any higher I'm a get the east and west beefin again Fly back to detroit and stand in the cross-fire
(Ken Kaniff's voice) oh fuck… oh shit I got the hotel room ready What time are you gettin off... work Or shall I say What time are you comin' over
Yo, yo, I'm only smilin when I'm violent, Got on the plane wylin', Told the piolet to fly me to tylenol Island Stewardess like "you restless?" "No bitch, im rest-Full, so hold this fuckin jet still so i can eat this pretzels" Forget school, The other kids are disrespectfull, They hold me down and play connect-the-dots with my freckles I can't take it I'm tryin to gain weight, So i eat steak And swallow the whole plate And weigh myself, naked And put out albulms To teach kids family values Cuz every mom and dad should allo you to pop vaiulums And never hit sum 1 unless you got a reason And if there ain't a reason Make 1 up and just start swingin'Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
