my songs can make you cry, take you by surprise and at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme see what you're seeing is a genius at work which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first, cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheek i'd yank my suckin teeth before id ever bite my tongue i'd slice my gums, get struck by suckin lightning twice at once and die and come back as vanilla ice's son and walk around the rest of my life spit on and kicked and hit with grid, every time i sung like r kelly as soon as bump n grind comes on more pain inside of my brain, than the eyes of a little girl inside of a plane aimed at the world trade, standin on ronnie's grave screaming at the sky, till clouds gather as clyde mathers and bonnie jade and thats pretty much the gist of it, parents are pissed, but the kids love it nine millimeter, heater stashed, in two-seaters with meat cleavers i don't blame you, i wouldn't let hailie listen to me neither
there's never been this, much of a menace in this game as this and it's the, most sinister duo in the business once again its the, illest and realest killas the most villainous dre protege, shady apprentice drop them zeros and get with these heroes do you want losers or winners, this music is in us, and it's not over till we say it's finished and gunit spinners will keep spinnin, this is hip hop when it's in it's truest form, the greatest, hate us or love us make voodoo dolls of us and keep stickin those pins in us thick as his skin is or as short as his wick is the trick is to be able to walk big as his dick is and as sick as his music is, or was, still is whatever, forever, he will be the illest to ever sh-shock the world, what to do next he's already reconciled with his ex [reversed], a chainsaw and an axe jump a bitch's desk, strangle her neck while we have sex while bill clinton plays the sax i sprays the vex, yeah bring shady on back the maniac of rap, devil baby on crack resurrect, i never left, baby i'm bad ive gone mad, my comrade dre-zy automatically he says i'm too broke to fix, way beyond that i may be off drugs, but it's made me off track in fact, this right here very well could be the last rap i ever do spit, i'll never do grid, that's that suck it i quit, suck on a dick, jackass i'm done with this wack ass rap, kiss my black ass