| I wasn't born mean I was pushed to trechary | |
| I walked the streets looking for some puss to fetch me | |
| I like a veggie brain, turn to mush | |
| Edgy enough to give Reggie Bush a wedgie | |
| If he don't give me Kim things could get messy | |
| So pass that ass to me, let me squish the left cheek | |
| And pressed against the right one till it's smushed against me | |
| And leave a dead body in the woods the mc | |
| With the Christopher Reeves beef, we started off on the wrong foot | |
| Or should I say fake leg, made outta wood? I shouldn't, yes I should | |
| Riding through the hood, I'm chilling with Westwood | |
| I'm quite mellow, a white fellow | |
| My pee is bright yellow, I like jello, | |
| I'm like hello | |
| To a cute little dike on the mic, | |
| 'm kinda like... | |
| Iron Mike cos I bite earlobes | |
| Well, I must must say well uh | |
| I'm just not gay well I | |
| I'm must must say um well | |
| See I'm the first to class and the last to leave | |
| I mean I'm the first one to leave out of class, believe | |
| That I'm a mailbox pimp in my heart til' I die | |
| Even after I'm all gone and my ashes fry | |
| Went from ashy guy, class clown this high | |
| Runyons ave's the click, | |
| D12's the gang | |
| We been spitting; this shit since we was little baby's | |
| Gaga googoo nana, nanny booboo? | |
| Word to my homie Em, I'm just too too clever | |
| A 45 shot'll leave a motherfuckers face lop-sided | |
| The kick from the barrel make you think I'm cock eyed-ed | |
| When I bust it off in the crow, you start diving | |
| Greg Louganis in over the bar, I ain't lyin' | |
| Hot I ain't equal, it's not defying a soldier | |
| Runyons Ave soldier equals death when it's over | |
| There's nothing colder than niggas than understranded struggle | |
| Fly the street muscle, We been had the hussle | |
| We been had the hussle, We been had the hussle | |
| Fly the street muscle, We been had the hussle | |
| Me and Westwood blasting off | |
| Jacking off in a pair of Acid Wash, bumping | |
| Asher Roth | |
| Crusin Gratiot till I damn near crash the car | |
| Tryna smash a moth on the dash, hit the overpass-went off | |
| Over the bridge, into on coming traffic | |
| Caused a massive 42 car pile up, not a scratch at all | |
| Hocked up holding a axe and saw | |
| Jason mask is off | |
| but my face is plastered in Tabasco sauce | |
| Spitting flames, kicking fire out ya ass | |
| Ya little bastard, you can pass it on, I'm battery acid dog | |
| You don't wanna get my ass ticked off | |
| I'm harder than playing basketball when I'm going through crack withdraw | |
| Dick's so big it's like estlastic | |
| I tie it in a knot and it looks like Mr. Fantastic | |
| Crossed the path of plastic man, with a drastic force and went spastic | |
| Put my penis on Classic Sports |
| I wasn' t born mean I was pushed to trechary | |
| I walked the streets looking for some puss to fetch me | |
| I like a veggie brain, turn to mush | |
| Edgy enough to give Reggie Bush a wedgie | |
| If he don' t give me Kim things could get messy | |
| So pass that ass to me, let me squish the left cheek | |
| And pressed against the right one till it' s smushed against me | |
| And leave a dead body in the woods the mc | |
| With the Christopher Reeves beef, we started off on the wrong foot | |
| Or should I say fake leg, made outta wood? I shouldn' t, yes I should | |
| Riding through the hood, I' m chilling with Westwood | |
| I' m quite mellow, a white fellow | |
| My pee is bright yellow, I like jello, | |
| I' m like hello | |
| To a cute little dike on the mic, | |
| ' m kinda like... | |
| Iron Mike cos I bite earlobes | |
| Well, I must must say well uh | |
| I' m just not gay well I | |
| I' m must must say um well | |
| See I' m the first to class and the last to leave | |
| I mean I' m the first one to leave out of class, believe | |
| That I' m a mailbox pimp in my heart til' I die | |
| Even after I' m all gone and my ashes fry | |
| Went from ashy guy, class clown this high | |
| Runyons ave' s the click, | |
| D12' s the gang | |
| We been spitting this shit since we was little baby' s | |
| Gaga googoo nana, nanny booboo? | |
| Word to my homie Em, I' m just too too clever | |
| A 45 shot' ll leave a motherfuckers face lopsided | |
| The kick from the barrel make you think I' m cock eyeded | |
| When I bust it off in the crow, you start diving | |
| Greg Louganis in over the bar, I ain' t lyin' | |
| Hot I ain' t equal, it' s not defying a soldier | |
| Runyons Ave soldier equals death when it' s over | |
| There' s nothing colder than niggas than understranded struggle | |
| Fly the street muscle, We been had the hussle | |
| We been had the hussle, We been had the hussle | |
| Fly the street muscle, We been had the hussle | |
| Me and Westwood blasting off | |
| Jacking off in a pair of Acid Wash, bumping | |
| Asher Roth | |
| Crusin Gratiot till I damn near crash the car | |
| Tryna smash a moth on the dash, hit the overpasswent off | |
| Over the bridge, into on coming traffic | |
| Caused a massive 42 car pile up, not a scratch at all | |
| Hocked up holding a axe and saw | |
| Jason mask is off | |
| but my face is plastered in Tabasco sauce | |
| Spitting flames, kicking fire out ya ass | |
| Ya little bastard, you can pass it on, I' m battery acid dog | |
| You don' t wanna get my ass ticked off | |
| I' m harder than playing basketball when I' m going through crack withdraw | |
| Dick' s so big it' s like estlastic | |
| I tie it in a knot and it looks like Mr. Fantastic | |
| Crossed the path of plastic man, with a drastic force and went spastic | |
| Put my penis on Classic Sports |
| I wasn' t born mean I was pushed to trechary | |
| I walked the streets looking for some puss to fetch me | |
| I like a veggie brain, turn to mush | |
| Edgy enough to give Reggie Bush a wedgie | |
| If he don' t give me Kim things could get messy | |
| So pass that ass to me, let me squish the left cheek | |
| And pressed against the right one till it' s smushed against me | |
| And leave a dead body in the woods the mc | |
| With the Christopher Reeves beef, we started off on the wrong foot | |
| Or should I say fake leg, made outta wood? I shouldn' t, yes I should | |
| Riding through the hood, I' m chilling with Westwood | |
| I' m quite mellow, a white fellow | |
| My pee is bright yellow, I like jello, | |
| I' m like hello | |
| To a cute little dike on the mic, | |
| ' m kinda like... | |
| Iron Mike cos I bite earlobes | |
| Well, I must must say well uh | |
| I' m just not gay well I | |
| I' m must must say um well | |
| See I' m the first to class and the last to leave | |
| I mean I' m the first one to leave out of class, believe | |
| That I' m a mailbox pimp in my heart til' I die | |
| Even after I' m all gone and my ashes fry | |
| Went from ashy guy, class clown this high | |
| Runyons ave' s the click, | |
| D12' s the gang | |
| We been spitting this shit since we was little baby' s | |
| Gaga googoo nana, nanny booboo? | |
| Word to my homie Em, I' m just too too clever | |
| A 45 shot' ll leave a motherfuckers face lopsided | |
| The kick from the barrel make you think I' m cock eyeded | |
| When I bust it off in the crow, you start diving | |
| Greg Louganis in over the bar, I ain' t lyin' | |
| Hot I ain' t equal, it' s not defying a soldier | |
| Runyons Ave soldier equals death when it' s over | |
| There' s nothing colder than niggas than understranded struggle | |
| Fly the street muscle, We been had the hussle | |
| We been had the hussle, We been had the hussle | |
| Fly the street muscle, We been had the hussle | |
| Me and Westwood blasting off | |
| Jacking off in a pair of Acid Wash, bumping | |
| Asher Roth | |
| Crusin Gratiot till I damn near crash the car | |
| Tryna smash a moth on the dash, hit the overpasswent off | |
| Over the bridge, into on coming traffic | |
| Caused a massive 42 car pile up, not a scratch at all | |
| Hocked up holding a axe and saw | |
| Jason mask is off | |
| but my face is plastered in Tabasco sauce | |
| Spitting flames, kicking fire out ya ass | |
| Ya little bastard, you can pass it on, I' m battery acid dog | |
| You don' t wanna get my ass ticked off | |
| I' m harder than playing basketball when I' m going through crack withdraw | |
| Dick' s so big it' s like estlastic | |
| I tie it in a knot and it looks like Mr. Fantastic | |
| Crossed the path of plastic man, with a drastic force and went spastic | |
| Put my penis on Classic Sports |
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