This of music, use it and you get amped to do shit you hear some shit and you can't refuse it It's just some shit for these kids to trash they with Just whenever they asked to do shit
The type of shit you don't have to ask who produced it You know that's the new shit The type of shit that mass confusion And drastic movement of actin' stupid
I come to every club intention to do harm With a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Farm Hidin' tables as soon as I hear alarms Paranoid thief that'll steal his own moms
Connivin' Kon, Artis a bomb Strapped to my screamin', "Let's get it on" A that love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank Rollin' a bank, cops see me and faint
It's drastic, I'm my limit of coke I think I'll up my by slittin' your throat Push your baby carriage the street 'til it's mince meat Your mens been beat the I step onto your street This is fight
You know why my hands are so No 'Cause my grandmother my dick and I didn't come, oh Smacked whore for talkin' crap, bitch So what if she's handicapped, the said Bizarre couldn't rap
I hate you, I'll take your drawers down and rape you While Dr. Dre you, hell yeah Satan got me on this song a hot dog readin' the Holy Quran while I'm on the John
Tired of this yellow thong Take it back Sisqo, you where it belongs, thong, thong, thong Now here's a gun, I'll put it in palm Now go over and blow up Dru Hill's arms, fuck your love songs
This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do Whenever you some shit and you can't refuse it It's just some shit for kids to trash they rooms with Just refuse whenever they asked to do
The type of that you don't have to ask who produced it You just that's the new shit The type of shit that mass confusion And drastic movement of people actin'
Just bring who you bring on, who you gon' swing on? I'm King Kong, guns blow you to come Show you machine gun Sixteen m-16's and one pump,
The in my paw, shove it in your jaw Have you runnin' out fuckin' club in your drawers We lovin' the broads, nothin' to applaud But fuck it it's all good, the is up in The Source, it's fight music
I'm a nigga loves scuffles And won't hesitate to sock you for swollen knuckles I'm like that, catch a like bear traps his head back right in front of the priest sayin', "You hear that?"
I slap your freak, bump you and won't If you on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink I suffocated my shrink just for talkin', came and fucked up His pallbearers and 'em drop his coffin, it's fight music
These I'm swingin' is stingin' 'em See all these niggaz? I step in the club, I'm bringin' 'em If any nigga too hard, we Rodney King 'n 'em Malice green to them and 'em with premium
Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or it at 'em Hold up a picture of his and kick it at him Blast while you right hookin', right your wife's lookin' Fuck fight music, bitch this is your life music
If I capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it Crush the glass from my bare hands and it Then spit it in the faces of you racists And hypocrites who the same shit but don't say shit
You Liberace's, and you Nazis Watch me 'cause you thinkin' you got me in this hot You motherfuckers wanna me 'cause you're not me You'll stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me
I came to save these new generations of parents who failed to raise 'em 'cause they're lazy To grow to praise me, I'm makin' 'em go That's how I got this nation to embrace me
And you fugazi if you think admit wrong I cripple any critic I'm sic'd on And song is for any kid who gets picked on A sick song to to and it's called
This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do Whenever you hear some shit and you can't it It's just some shit for these kids to they rooms with Just whenever they asked to do shit
The type of shit that you don't have to ask who it You just know that's the new The of shit that causes mass confusion And drastic movement of people actin' stupid, it's fight