Yeah, to all the real hardcore motherfuckers   Soft motherfuckers with the bitches   That don't give a fuck      Now who wanna diss to get they reps a little bigger?   How many bitches wanna fuck this yellow nigga?   You get your whole crew cut like a scissor   Watch this world shake from the album I deliver      I threw a Brownstone at Brandy now she's Changing Faces   Standing in my Aaron Hall I'm Blackstreet packin' suitcases   Goin' back to Indiana, on the subway, Soul For Real   Miss Jones is my usher in church on Sundays      Clear the runways, 'cause I'ma make you rappers my examples   Avoiding battling me like I'm Eazy-E's blood samples   It's me and Carey, nah never wrote no rhyme that's ordinary   Won't throw my life away on Coke like Darryl Strawberry      Removing you skeletal system playing your ribs like xylophones   I'm nastier, leave you scraped and ashier than Larry Holmes   But ladies I ain't always violent   You could pump, pump until the dawn, like Adina Howard      Can't you see, I'm notorious as Total get   Uptown Girls in bed, like Billy Joel do   Laverne and Shirle   Give us any room we'll break it      Remember you was wack, remember Ice Cube had a Jheri curl   Bam! Dead on your car horn, chump   My beat get messy as abortion on the ninth month   Now who be that, slap, did I do that?      Now Whoopi Goldberg goes Steve Urkel   But I'll leave your grill the color purple   Give you a Dogg Pound, could even Dru Down   Provoke me album is weak your whole shit sound like karaoke      Conversation, loss of limbs amputation   Head meaning decapitation rough like Craig Mack derm abrasion   Evil tendency, strong like Miles Davis heroin dependency   Fuckin' up lives like teenage pregnancy      Now who wanna diss to get they reps a little bigger?   How many bitches wanna fuck this yellow nigga?   You get your whole crew cut like a scissor   Watch this world shake from the album I deliver      Them clowns like Will Smith got fast cars and fancy homes   But I'm headstrong, I could even break Puffy Combs   Some kids still doubtin' and they girlfriend stalkin' keep it real   We'll cross that bridge when we come to that Anita Hill      Now Everlast, will never last, with no ghetto pass   Leave you breathin' hard like bitches at Lamaze class   Niggaz are slippin' when they sippin' gin and tonic   Smokin' chronic Jersey niggaz packin' more handguns than Harry Connick      My style is welfare, half of you bitches is on it   Was born with a halo, when broke, I had to pawn it   I stir up controversy and sell I'm like Sister Souljah   So bring out bum-ass, Russell Simmons 'cuz comedy's over      The Lucci I'm worth is enough to deficit a nation   With media coverage like a hostage situation   (Yeah and if you lovin' them hoes you better bounce back)   Tryin to make that bitch your wife she fucked      The whole New Jersey Drive   (Soundtrack)   High like Stone Temple Pilots, Pearl Jams on tour   I rips it like a chainsaw, dig deep as truth go ahead   And shoot your Karl Kani suit in shock absorbing tired and      I'm wide like a police informant   Pray with one eye open, shootin' more Led than Zeppelin   Dysfunctional like the Jackson's, death is my obsession   You comin' through with thirty cowards think you causin fear      Rush lookin' bust in your boosted Donna Karen gear   Now fuck the po, po, beats down the five-oh   Been there, done that, do it again tomorrow nigga   Sometimes I vibe inside a spot where nobody else knows me   Until I come hot steppin' like Ini Kamoze      Now who wanna diss to get they reps a little bigger?   How many bitches wanna fuck this yellow nigga?   You get your whole crew cut like a scissor   Watch this world shake from the album I deliver