Verse 1   I know your tired of bouncin so check this here   We got tha back breakin club shakin beat for this year   Yeah..so peep the steelo and the flow   I gotcha head noddin 'cause your neck already knows   So pass the mic and watch skillz rip fast   And have niggas up in parties catchin whiplash   Slash the wack..who tryin to bite my style   Take yo ass to da old school   And part your fuckin eyebrows   I comin through to   About to get set   So act like wu..protect that neck   I still calm..im still tendin to the song   I be blowin up spots like I was sendin out mailbombs   Stya calm and be noddin see   Im like a black president(why)   'cause niggas ain't seein me   Has beens they both like bad skinz so face it   After this joint yo we passin out some neck braces      Chorus   I gotcha head noddin 'cause your neck knows it phat   Check it out like this and then like that   [repeat *4]      Verse2      My track packs enery like nuclear reactors   I be mad skillz and this be the nod factor   After mc's smoke me take a toke   I'll fuck your career like the cast on diffrent strokes   No joke..i see airlines and start aimin rhymes   My shit will have hard niggas in soul train lines   Bumpin wit this big black broad named belinda   Oh you rap don't say jack   And walk quiet like a ninja   I injure..beats so you can expect to go to cairo   So I can practice checkin that neck and got set   'cause guess what I'm the one to set it   You regret it   'cause my beats employin paramedics   I wet it   Yeah and it will stay that way   I know you'll be back   You probably got some rhymes on lay away   But I be here freakin fat funk to make you sweat   Do me a favor   And tell your neck that I ain't finished yet      Chorus(repeat *4)         Verse 3      I perfect raps stick in under your skin   Either your noddin by now   Or your dead or a mannequin   My friend resistin ain't good for ya health   Put your tool on the shelf   And just go for self   Get help..get da drink and get the hidin   Get your groove on   Before he get gis glock and gat up the party like gotti   I'm runnin thangs from the inside   Rap better wait because your style done died   And let you corny-spiderman mc's sayin nuthin   Put your clothes on backwards if you feel like frontin   Im huntin for beats/on point like cleets   Wit da brand new sound   You can pump in ya jeeps..it be the nod factor   Rollin hard like tecs   Im skillz for real   Bringin it to you somethin stank   This track will be in ya ear   Like new wax/now max   And tell your neck veins to relax...      Chorus