Yo i dedicate to this to you
To all my fans keeping y'all in health
Let's tell this whitey ford to go fuck himself
Cause it's cruel when you cause a bad heart conditioning
Which i create cause that's my mission
So listen close to what we say
Because this type of fag claims to never be gay i
Knew you was jealous from the day that i met you
I upset you cause i get respect i bet you boy
I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew c'mon
And now you hate fred because lethal left you
Peckerwood mad cause his record went wood
No respect in the hood fled to his neck of the woods
Got in touch with his roots found the redneck in his blood
And said heck country western rap records are good
So he picks the guitar up and he strums a few notes
He can't rap or sing but he wants to do both haha
Puts an album out and rules for part of the year
Then kid rock and limp bizkit come from out of nowhere
It's the start of an ear rock rap's harder this year
No one's trying to hear some fucking old fart in a chair
Sitting on stage strumming acoustic guitar in your ear
So you start to get scared sit back and spark an idea
Figure you can diss me to jump start your career
I punch you in your fucking chest til your heart kicks in gear
Fuck your underground buddy's nameless crew
Like i'm a say they names so they can be famous too
You just a quitter and you bitter cause i came along
And the days of house of pain are gone
Talk about my little girl in a song again
I'm a kill you i'm a kill you
You just a quitter and you bitter cause i came along
And the days of house of pain are gone
Talk about my little girl in a song again
I'm a kill you i'm a kill you
Heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke
To the rap you wrote your fucking answer back's a joke
And i'm a tell these mother fucking fans the truth
The reason why you dissed me first and i answered you
You said i passed you in a lobby and i glanced at you
Like i ain't notice you bitch i had a show to do
Like i'm supposed to be star struck come over to you
You better shut your fucking mouth while you oh for two
Back in ninety four limp opened the show for you
Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you
Took your mother fucking dj and stole him too
So you fall in a slump and get all emotional
So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings
Confused as fuck cause now your music sucks dick
Mr mr ass kisser to get accepted in rap
Quicker but never last and ever last is a
Quitter and you bitter cause i came along
And the days of house of pain are gone
Talk about my little girl in a song again
I'm a kill you i'm a kill you
Just a quitter and you bitter cause i came along
And the days of house of pain are gone
Talk about my little girl in a song again
I'm a kill you i'm a kill you
Uh look
So this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see ever last whoop his ass
Hit him with sticks bricks rocks throw shit at him
Kick him spit on him treat him like a hoe bitch slap him
Do it for me do it for fred do it for limp
Do it for rock do it for rap do it for kid
Do it for ice t do it just to do it fuck it
He's a bitch he ain't go hit you back he's nothing
Shit in five years we'll all be eating at whitey's
And he'll be bussing tables in that bitch cleaning the toilets