Phsyco female blowin' up the phone line You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time I've been slammed with some bad luck Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck And now you duck, duck goose, I'm lettin' loose With the thirty-yard freestyle, labeled hostile by my profile Must be all the madness, you and all your tactics Jonesin' for my cash, got to make them pockets super phat Hey I'm a humble man, kicking out my jams like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business What's with all the business? I get payed to take the microphone and slay the stage Stay away from all the bros in my band and all the fans And all my friends is when the cash is coming in Or I'll be slammin' them ******* through the wall With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y'all No 9 to 5, I'll still survive I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ That's all we need, another bad seed Planted on this earth motivated by greed You wanna play that game ******* You make a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting Woah, you wanna play that game ******* You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so, stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again Stuck, got your brain on my green again Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so Stuck you don't even know All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one PepsiFar from suicidal, still I get them tendencies Bringing back them memories That I really miss when I reminisce Rocking back in the '80's live, my attitude to do or die Once I was a maggot, but now I'm just Super FlyBound for the boundaries, no limit GPhat ass rythems driven by my destiny Your style's in my pocket Proclaimed to regain that essence Pressin 'cause I'm hostile labeled by my profile Indeed I am, I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed You wanna play that game ******* You make a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting Boy you wanna play that game ******* You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so, stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again Stuck, got your brain on my green again Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so Stuck you don't even know Aw yeah, ain't nuttin' like a greedy ******* Diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep for that greed Yeah, yeah all I know, all I know, yeah Is you must be ******* up in that head I got a little problem, just one question, beyatch Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you gotta be like that? You wanna be like that Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you gotta be like that? Why, why you wanna be like that? Why the ******* you wanna be like that? Why, why, why you gotta be like that? Why the ******* you wanna be like that? Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be? Why, why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why, why you gotta dig In my business you ******* whore? Stuck on yourself, you are You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting Stuck on yourself you whore You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so, stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again Stuck, got your brain on my green again Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so Stuck in your head you don't even know
Phsyco female blowin' up the phone line You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time I've been slammed with some bad luck Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck And now you duck, duck goose, I'm lettin' loose With the thirty-yard freestyle, labeled hostile by my profile Must be all the madness, you and all your tactics Jonesin' for my cash, got to make them pockets super phat Hey I'm a humble man, kicking out my jams like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business What's with all the business? I get payed to take the microphone and slay the stage Stay away from all the bros in my band and all the fans And all my friends is when the cash is coming in Or I'll be slammin' them ******* through the wall With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y'all No 9 to 5, I'll still survive I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ That's all we need, another bad seed Planted on this earth motivated by greed You wanna play that game ******* You make a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting Woah, you wanna play that game ******* You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so, stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again Stuck, got your brain on my green again Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so Stuck you don't even know All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one PepsiFar from suicidal, still I get them tendencies Bringing back them memories That I really miss when I reminisce Rocking back in the '80's live, my attitude to do or die Once I was a maggot, but now I'm just Super FlyBound for the boundaries, no limit GPhat ass rythems driven by my destiny Your style's in my pocket Proclaimed to regain that essence Pressin 'cause I'm hostile labeled by my profile Indeed I am, I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed You wanna play that game ******* You make a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting Boy you wanna play that game ******* You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so, stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again Stuck, got your brain on my green again Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so Stuck you don't even know Aw yeah, ain't nuttin' like a greedy ******* Diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep for that greed Yeah, yeah all I know, all I know, yeah Is you must be ******* up in that head I got a little problem, just one question, beyatch Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you gotta be like that? You wanna be like that Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you gotta be like that? Why, why you wanna be like that? Why the ******* you wanna be like that? Why, why, why you gotta be like that? Why the ******* you wanna be like that? Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be? Why, why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why, why you gotta dig In my business you ******* whore? Stuck on yourself, you are You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting Stuck on yourself you whore You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so, stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again Stuck, got your brain on my green again Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so Stuck in your head you don't even know
