Hell I don't feel like yelling I just fell in the well/ and I got to redo my will and fill me out a shit load of paper work for my new ford explorer/ so take ya silly ass words out my life for I don't give a damn I got to much god damn fame to deal with ya lame ass self dude back on down you ain't got no game/ so lets all just go to hell and stop yelling/ I got more felonies then OJ the police just lay around with their crazy ass lazy self and smell daisies and talk about fairy tales/ I know this one cop his name is Joe he busts Hoes for he ain't got no real Foes his four yellow ass teeth remind me off lemon flavor Jell-O / So lets go after Ja Rule and make his bodily fluids flow to da floor /hey where is my jo lo that girl knows how to get low. /Yo Bush watch out cuz I am going crush ya tush and flush it down the toilet with a fresh flow of rhymes that will sound like crimes ill even take a picture and frame it up with your lame ass self on it in da white house / Man this world is fucked up it comes up with so many Fads they just make me mad and sometimes make me sad ill just take a glad bag and wear it over my face and create a new fad/Hey yall I got a deal lets get real and reflect on how we feel about getting a rap careers could you stand up on that stage with 10,000 peepz wit no fear happening or would you be hanging from a tree like a pear or shittin bricks in your jeans that just got cleaned / I once knew this really fine and very kind girl . She had a big ass but my homie Taz backed it up first. / Aite well I am out see all ya nasty ass hoes later.
