| Well as you know, thousand tear off their blouse | 
| Be aroused, have a spouse, try 'member who house | 
| And big hitter in leavin' a fitter in literin' | 
| Get rid of considerin', rocks glitterin' | 
| Walkin' over like a hawk and stalkin', king souls | 
| Every one walkin', one of a batch, want a hatch for a poppin' | 
| When a catch for a play in batch four another match for | 
| As can vision upon pull, now it’s all full to a rich or for the poor | 
| Without no more delays, sissy world flips, | 
| Because of our way, niggas yell, hiphiphoorayin' | 
| Is it? | 
| So as the next kiss it, and a sex miss it | 
| Remain the exquisite, as I shower the hits | 
| Best split or let me see you overpower me twit, 'cause I ship | 
| Blocks and blocks stare in the jocks | 
| Hip hop the fox, knock niggas out box | 
| Wit the fly green socks and the limelight flappin | 
| It’s nothin dap in this, so champion of rappin is | 
| Brother girl fiend brought a jugga | 
| Though I overlook her, being dream but a hooker | 
| Yo who got things sowed, one guessed it | 
| Blessed with, he can’t mess wit | 
| Bulletproof vest sweat like doors like Coron' | 
| Hello psycho home, pass that microphone | 
| Hearin', whole world cheerin' | 
| Nun scaring, eight million dollar ring wearing | 
| So let it be as the world said it | 
| Cold sweat it, Ricky you the nigga don’t forget it | 
| As I shower the hits, he best split | 
| Or let me see you overpower me twit, 'cause I ship | 
| Yo, why in the world is rap white wind | 
| Then sent for a mental, who dance or I enter | 
| Present to the fans, who want a picnic bent | 
| To get sent to spray praises on new found intellect | 
| Though I’m wettable, who fedeble, unedible | 
| Mic said mad incredible | 
| Never heard of us, when your words are dust | 
| Send you move like murderers, not murderers proud to say | 
| Girls go 'wow' and 'ow' to now show ya how to bow to | 
| Scoop-a, in the train goopa, don’t bloop a | 
| What, Rick you playin supa dupa | 
| How Slick ya? | 
| You best get the picture | 
| The one eyed kid, remain victor | 
| As I shower the hits, he best split | 
| Or let me see you overpower me twit, 'cause I ship |