[Verse 1] Get popped twice, once with the dice Got shooters that'll take out any mark for a price Still gotta' get 'em back for that ***** Bronx heist Been busy in the lab trying to get it Tony Starks nice With no Perb in sight, tell dawg, "you's a suburbanite" I'll knock that silly looking turbant right off your head You're dead On your bitch, I'll break your nose if you cockblock Might say some wild stuff on the mic but don't refer to me as a shock jock I'm very cocky ock, eating teryaki Wild groupies willing to drink sake out of sock They flock in droves to tell us that they're fans, mad over-zealous To hell with this rap shit, I'm about to start writing novellas We best sellers, dodging Jerry Hellers and never rocking Perry Ellis The composer, piping the cellists Got us doing something vile in a homemade movie That's a porn flick mate, when me and her fornicate From my point of view, lames will anoint a few so called rulers But only after a joint or two That's why it's mine, I'm mad known That other rappers just another king that I had to dethrone
[Hook] Cause I'm bad to the bone, bad to the bone Bad to the bone, bad to the bone Bad to the bone, bad to the
[Verse 2] 2014 George Thorogood, thorough-good in any borough or hood Used to bag bitches from Murrow to Midwood Back when you was in the crib watching Squidward You don't want no beef, kids will get torn like some Fronto Leaf Front of freaks, moving in fly sneaks Two finger rings and gold teeth That ain't afraid to hold heat Hold heat where it smells like whole wheat Pumpernickel, pump your dimes, pump your nickles Let me flex the vocab a little bit Make these crackers think I'm smart and tell me how I'm so articulate Want me to turn it down a notch, nah chill, watch the skill Even if the drummer botch the fill Irreverent to the reverend and a menace to the minister Sinister, pull shorty and her twin sister While you birds eavesdrop on my pocket dial From my dress pants, or with shoes that's crocodile Shaddup! Talking slick but you gnome size Run up in your crib during breakfast while you eating your homefries Lock his hashbrowns, ever since I got this cash, clowns been sweatin' me hard (hard), why?
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