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Back from the dead second l.p. here we go
Comin at ya from the r.o.m.e.o.
Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys
Hat turned back in some airwalk jimmys
Never slackin hoes I be mackin
Not wacked I don't try to act black when
I came up I came at ya from the outskirts
Bag of weed in the pocket of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out in mount clemens as a d.j.
Park parties gettin drunk on sunday
Tweeked in the heat 2 a beat I'd rock 2 the -and rip shit up
An now I've toured this nation
Pimp of the nation
Pullin hoes
Rock the set in each city then step
Me, blackman and funk daddy def stef
Bitches, they think I'm sexist
But all I want baby is your grits for breakfast
Eggs, bacon, home cooked fries
And gimme a plate of that pussy on the side
Triple x on the set showin no class
Just a foul mouthed little fuckin smart ass
No fool I went 2 high school dumb ass
Smoked dope and I flunked every class
Slash and I smash 'cause I thrash when I bash
Invite me to a party and your house'll get trashed
An outcast sick of being harassed so I dashed
Moved out of the crib 'cause I hated cuttin grass
Now I reside on the eastside lovin it
Cold 40 dog in a brown bag chuggin it
Flex, sex, run of the next
Flippin and trippin and rippin and shakin the suckers who wanted 2
Front an get around 2 the
2 get up or get down 2 the rhyme
I'm shakin and takin and breakin I rip the mic like
Every time fuck I don't eat no manwich
Kickin back coolin with a cold grits sandwich
Somebody said I'm the best in the mo-town
But this town ain't shit but a ghost town
Who ever said it they lied they fessed
Bitch I'm the best in the mother fuckin midwest
Wanna be heard when I rap so I yell it
Sport a tigers cap like my man tom selleck
One bad bitch I smoke hash from a stick
Got more cash than fuckin white boy rick
My first lp wasn't pushed for shit
So jive records yo, go and suck a fat dick
'cause I'm rippin like a chainsaw
Yes I'm that raw laughin' at ya suckers like hee haw
Roll it up, take a hit and then pass it
That's how we do it when we roll down gratiot
In my grand marquis I pimp to the beat
Two in the front and two hoes in the back seat
Back from the dead second l.p. here we go   Comin at ya from the r.o.m.e.o.   Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys   Hat turned back in some airwalk jimmys   Never slackin hoes I be mackin   Not wacked I don't try to act black when   I came up I came at ya from the outskirts   Bag of weed in the pocket of my sweatshirt   Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone   Hit bound from the mo-town allen   Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon   I started out in mount clemens as a d.j.   Park parties gettin drunk on sunday   Tweeked in the heat 2 a beat I'd rock 2 the -and rip shit up   An now I've toured this nation   Pimp of the nation   Pullin hoes   Rock the set in each city then step   Me, blackman and funk daddy def stef   Bitches, they think I'm sexist   But all I want baby is your grits for breakfast   Eggs, bacon, home cooked fries   And gimme a plate of that pussy on the side   Triple x on the set showin no class   Just a foul mouthed little fuckin smart ass   No fool I went 2 high school dumb ass   Smoked dope and I flunked every class   Slash and I smash 'cause I thrash when I bash   Invite me to a party and your house'll get trashed   An outcast sick of being harassed so I dashed   Moved out of the crib 'cause I hated cuttin grass   Now I reside on the eastside lovin it   Cold 40 dog in a brown bag chuggin it   Flex, sex, run of the next   Flippin and trippin and rippin and shakin the suckers who wanted 2   Front an get around 2 the   2 get up or get down 2 the rhyme   I'm shakin and takin and breakin I rip the mic like   Every time fuck I don't eat no manwich   Kickin back coolin with a cold grits sandwich   Somebody said I'm the best in the mo-town   But this town ain't shit but a ghost town   Who ever said it they lied they fessed   Bitch I'm the best in the mother fuckin midwest   Wanna be heard when I rap so I yell it   Sport a tigers cap like my man tom selleck   One bad bitch I smoke hash from a stick   Got more cash than fuckin white boy rick   My first lp wasn't pushed for shit   So jive records yo, go and suck a fat dick   'cause I'm rippin like a chainsaw   Yes I'm that raw laughin' at ya suckers like hee haw   Roll it up, take a hit and then pass it   That's how we do it when we roll down gratiot   In my grand marquis I pimp to the beat   Two in the front and two hoes in the back seat