Better get the best shit you wrote to make some go while   Shit that you'll put up in an AOL profile   Download it, burn it, and ship it to Kansas   To a cousin that'll pump it on a College campus   Play it at dances and traslate it to Spanish   So foreign exchange motherfuckers'll understand this   Shit that'll make them chicks send you their panties   And fight with her family like, "You don't understand me!"   Raps that'll change the existance of Earth   From Infant to birth if mom heard the verse   Like, "What?!"   Didn't understand it at first   so she reversed and played it until it made her brain burst   That's how it works   Gotta love it 'till it hurts   Love it 'till I easily ease off skirts   Ease on your knees and I skeed on your shirt   Freeze on the floor now back to work      Go {"Back and fourth"}   From here to the floor   Till your bodies spazin' and your knees are sore   Go {"Back and fourth"}   From here to the store   Use a box of Magnums now you need some more   Go {"Back and fourth"}   On top, make her rock, make her pop   Make it roll, make her stop before you blow it then   Go {"Back and fourth"}   From here to the bar   From near and from far   When you hear it in your car go...      Hey what's up Beatrice?   I see you standin' there with your little Coach bag   Tiffany's bracelet tryin' to look all pretty (So?)   That's like $250 total   That's 2 pairs of sneakers for me   Get the fuck outta here      {"I'm gonna fight 'em all"} {"Hold me back"}   {"Fight 'em all"} {"Hold me back"}   {"Fight 'em all"} {"Hold me back"}   (What chu gonna do Ap?)   {"Fight 'em all"} {"Hold me back"}      [Verse 2 - Emilio Lopez]   Hold me back, fuck that, I'ma fight 'em all   If you can't fight 'em later swing by the morgue   Cause ain't nobody know how to rock a mic no more   I'ma start teaching rappers how to write your bars   I ain't tryin' to tell nobody how to fight your wars   Fuck weapons son, I throw hooks like Jabbar   I don't like any of ya'll   and any of all wouldn't give a fuck if my bank had a penny or more   Come through your crib smellin' like the scent of your whore   give you debt with the same hand that was pettin' your whore   I admit it, I'm a sinner, broke plently of laws   I never got scratched but I broke plenty of jaws   Listen, I'm hungry, I'm amped, I'm ready, I'm suped   Been broke for too damn long son, I'm ready for loot   Once I'm more known the artists will never recoup   And I'ma spit the flow 'till I own every coop      Go {"Back and fourth"}   Weed spot to the coke spot   Bring a feind with you just to make sure the coke's hot   {"Back and fourth"}   If she with you now she's my lover   Boy you shoulda never ever bought the heffer wine   {"Back and fourth"}   Lotta hoes on my dick   do the dough that I get, plus the flows that I spit   {"Back and fourth"}   Weed up get that money man   We about to change the game, wont be nothin' funny man      Yeah, Emilio   Ya'll can call me Mr. Lopez   Your girl already does      {"I'm gonna"} {"I'm gonna"} {"I'm gonna"}   {"I'm gonna fight 'em all"} {"Hold me back"}   {"Fight 'em all"} {"Hold me back"}   {"Fight 'em all"} {"Hold me back"}   {"Fight 'em all"} {"Hold me back"}