作曲 : R.B.L. Posse (Black C) Sorta like a psycho, a ***** just might go Spray the whole town 'cause a ***** is a schizo Little freaky deetch try to say a ***** mean But I'm sprayin punk ass with my Uzi machine (What you gonna do that **** fo?), lay your punk ass on the floor So you wanna be captain save a hoe? Rat-a-tat rat-a-rat rat-a-tat-tat (Is that a cap gun?), no it's my motha****in mac Or my deuce deuce, motha****in call it what you want to (I call my **** a gun), well I call my **** the make-room Motha****a Motha****a motha****a pretty soon Since you're on my ****in ***** why don't you drop to your ****in knees Bow wow wow yipee yo yipee yipee yeah Bark like a dog and just make my motha****in day, ***** Ya ****in wit the wrong one, psycho ass lunatic ***** that is all wrong B-L-A-C-K-C, my motha****in name I put up the deuce deuce so pull out my 12 gauge Boom boom boom I watch the ***** head fall off Then I hit the cuts with my motha****in sawed off Duck while the body rot, ***** still on the plot But next time, I use my motha****in Glock (chorus) To the old school ***** where I'm known the most Hunter's Point, give it up smooth Knick knack paddy wack, give a ***** a crack sack While I'm up in the cuts, blowin off ****** backs But it ain't no thang, my ***** in the **** game And I gotta ride, kill, and maintain my motha****in biz wax A *****'s fin to get tax, a ***** goin mad, they call me mad max A motha****in rebel (a crazy ass basket) Punk motha****a just call me Charles Manson Tear it off bro, (man wit the funk flow, give it up smooth) Is my motha****in moto But I see the blue and white suits wanna get me And I'm not goin out like my boy Tony T Bring em on bring em on bring em, I'm fin to hit the cuts and I'm feelin shake and bake em Tippy tippy toe to my motha****in back door I'm fin to straight chill wit a fat sack of indo ***** gimme some motha****in zig zags ho Now I got my zig zags, 40 ounce and watchin mad Shoes all muddy, and pants filled wit green grass But I'm not trippin, a ***** gotta kill time Went to the closet, and pulled out my 9 Stepped went crept to the motha****in window The gun in the right hand, the left one indo But the course is clear I'm fin to take a chill pill **** that **** gimme a break down before I get ill Chorus I'm startin off my last verse, five ****** in a herse ****in wit me should've checked his ****in head first I pulled out the U to the Z to the I Punk motha****as weren't prepared for the homicide Rat-a-tat rat-a-tat same damn thing Got four in the head and one in the ***** layin And if they didn't know me right now Then they'll never ever ever ever know me (Mr.Cee) So you should've be listenin from the get go 'cause the villian on the under is about to flow I'm a ***** that moves in silence And I get a head rush in the midst of violence A lot of people don't think highly The reason 'cause I'm a product of a violent society And that's the why the **** goes Why go to a wholesale when I can jack you for your gold And it don't matter if you're ten pounds bigger You'll just fall harder when I pull this trigger Yeah there's a lesson to be learned But no one took notes, so ****** get burned Chorus
[00:00.000] 作曲 : R.B.L. Posse [00:00.00](Black C) [00:18.69]Sorta like a psycho, a ***** just might go [00:21.03]Spray the whole town 'cause a ***** is a schizo [00:23.37]Little freaky deetch try to say a ***** mean [00:25.53]But I'm sprayin punk ass with my Uzi machine [00:27.93](What you gonna do that **** fo?), lay your punk ass on the floor [00:31.38]So you wanna be captain save a hoe? [00:33.42]Rat-a-tat rat-a-rat rat-a-tat-tat [00:35.46](Is that a cap gun?), no it's my motha****in mac [00:37.83]Or my deuce deuce, motha****in call it what you want to [00:40.38](I call my **** a gun), well I call my **** the make-room [00:43.74]Motha****a Motha****a motha****a pretty soon [00:45.03]Since you're on my ****in ***** [00:45.99]why don't you drop to your ****in knees [00:47.49]Bow wow wow yipee yo yipee yipee yeah [00:49.86]Bark like a dog and just make my motha****in day, ***** [00:52.62]Ya ****in wit the wrong one, psycho ass lunatic [00:55.08]***** that is all wrong [00:56.31]B-L-A-C-K-C, my motha****in name [00:58.53]I put up the deuce deuce so pull out my 12 gauge [01:00.99]Boom boom boom I watch the ***** head fall off [01:03.36]Then I hit the cuts with my motha****in sawed off [01:05.82]Duck while the body rot, ***** still on the plot [01:08.04]But next time, I use my motha****in Glock [01:10.50](chorus) [01:15.36]To the old school ***** where I'm known the most [01:23.01]Hunter's Point, give it up smooth [01:29.16]Knick knack paddy wack, give a ***** a crack sack [01:31.47]While I'm up in the cuts, blowin off ****** backs [01:33.84]But it ain't no thang, my ***** in the **** game [01:36.24]And I gotta ride, kill, and maintain my motha****in biz wax [01:39.63]A *****'s fin to get tax, a ***** goin mad, they call me mad max [01:43.14]A motha****in rebel (a crazy ass basket) [01:45.54]Punk motha****a just call me Charles Manson [01:47.85]Tear it off bro, (man wit the funk flow, give it up smooth) [01:51.21]Is my motha****in moto [01:52.59]But I see the blue and white suits wanna get me [01:55.02]And I'm not goin out like my boy Tony T [01:57.21]Bring em on bring em on bring em, I'm fin to hit the cuts and I'm [02:00.78]feelin shake and bake em [02:01.92]Tippy tippy toe to my motha****in back door [02:04.23]I'm fin to straight chill wit a fat sack of indo [02:06.78]***** gimme some motha****in zig zags ho [02:09.03]Now I got my zig zags, 40 ounce and watchin mad [02:11.31]Shoes all muddy, and pants filled wit green grass [02:13.71]But I'm not trippin, a ***** gotta kill time [02:16.08]Went to the closet, and pulled out my 9 [02:18.30]Stepped went crept to the motha****in window [02:20.61]The gun in the right hand, the left one indo [02:23.04]But the course is clear I'm fin to take a chill pill [02:25.38]**** that **** gimme a break down before I get ill [02:35.73]Chorus [02:46.35]I'm startin off my last verse, five ****** in a herse [02:49.11]****in wit me should've checked his ****in head first [02:51.15]I pulled out the U to the Z to the I [02:53.37]Punk motha****as weren't prepared for the homicide [02:55.95]Rat-a-tat rat-a-tat same damn thing [02:57.99]Got four in the head and one in the ***** layin [03:01.08]And if they didn't know me right now [03:03.09]Then they'll never ever ever ever know me [03:05.40](Mr.Cee) [03:05.64]So you should've be listenin from the get go [03:07.86]'cause the villian on the under is about to flow [03:10.29]I'm a ***** that moves in silence [03:12.33]And I get a head rush in the midst of violence [03:15.15]A lot of people don't think highly [03:17.34]The reason 'cause I'm a product of a violent society [03:20.04]And that's the why the **** goes [03:21.66]Why go to a wholesale when I can jack you for your gold [03:24.57]And it don't matter if you're ten pounds bigger [03:26.82]You'll just fall harder when I pull this trigger [03:29.37]Yeah there's a lesson to be learned [03:31.41]But no one took notes, so ****** get burned [03:42.60]Chorus
