B to the r to the o to the o to the k to the b to the u to the f to the o to the r to the d....
yeah god straight f*** up when he made me,
yeah go ahead buck up grab that mic,
donand't give a fuck if you scream all night
you ainand't no rapper, quit that shit
stick to surfboards, suck my dick
i came to clean the house, punch and roundhouse
rhyme and run mouth
straight from the down south
thatand's why all of yand'all punks got dropped
iand'll be the first to say fuck rap rock
iand'm pumpin outkast and goodie mob
what u know about la-di-da
boogie down the history
how yand'all came up with a mystery
i lived this hip hop shit my whole life and it almost took my life
i die for this bleed for this
you want this i need this
let the world go to hell, iand'll still fill notebooks and i know just how that coke cook
couldnand't came through the front so i came through the back with a band and a bottle of jack
dog i ainand't stupid go ahead, letand's freestyle
iand'll be having you lookin like a shit pile
the atl version of 8 mile,
with a jumpsuit dipped in argyle
bangin 4 or 5 hoes in the back of rodeo drivin down rodeo
with a shotgun in my mind
20/20 one mo time, one mo flow one mo show
one million 199 to go
keep it real naw fuck that
make money and try to buy up the whole country ainand't afraid to die so punch me
even ehyme with my head cut off like a chicken
stickin to my dreams
everythinand' ainand't what it seems, cand'mon dummy run that game
southern boy with a brain, u all slept didnand't you
whole bunch for me none for u
i really hate to rub it in but i got all my publishinand'
but anyway bustinand' on this mic better than smokinand' on that pipe
some they hate some they like
some they talk some they bite
monday morn to sunday night
letand's get this party started right
wrong
break that bong sing along
do a line and'til the break oand' dawn and'til the money gone
back up that buck itand's mine again
hijacked a truck of heineken
looks like itand's time for a line again
and how bout 5 kolonopin
and i start to grin and i start to dance
iand'm speakinand' in tongues takinand' off my pants
iand'm blowinand' my whole goddam advance
and we ainand't gon`stop and'til the ambulance
