Is it on?    Faggot ass niggas, talkin all that bullshit   Worried about what I do but I don't give a fuck   You know what I'm sayin, 'cause if I listen to that shit...      [verse 1]   I be the metaphorical don juan's upon   My confidant bring my words to life, make shit bond   See the lyrical lexicon makes strong songs dj's gotta throw on   Thug niggas love to bug along   And wack mc's dream on and on   Drifting further from reality, concentratin on me flow on   I master murderous phrases simile, homicidal delivery   And don't give a fuck who don't like me   See we be, the type of mc's bringing equilibrium into the industry   Your own peeps say you pussy   I show up unexpectedly to the release party   Get up close and personally snatch your body   Often say, place your life status see on crtically   But y'all just sound like you dissin me subliminally   See you walkin contradiction, caught up in the friction   If you can't stand the heat, stay the fuck out the kitchen   In front of the whole industry on national tv   I'll bluntly, tell you to shut the fuck up      Hook:   To all you got the pen niggas   Shut the fuck up   All you stinky, dirty tramps   Shut the fuck up   All the hoes on his dick   Shut the fuck up   All you lyin motherfuckers   Shut the fuck up      [verse 2]   You'd be surprised what niggas go through to dis the squad   Call our business lines tryin na sound all fuckin hard   When your man dialed the number, heard my voice, jumped on my dick   Then you grabbed the phone and started poppin mega shit   Then tried to kick a little bullshit rhyme or two   About how much money you can make and how much damage you can do   But the simple fact is that you wanna be me   Redman, erick sermon, and the l.o.d.   But the next time you wanna be me look in the mirror   The next time you leave a voice mail speak clearer   Fun loving criminal, savage mic killer   Comes through by way of knockout on the strength of my niggas   Ther arsenal successor, mister apply the pressure   On niggas frontin like the nutty professor   I pull you foul, track you down like a private detective   Then put you in your proper perspective   And tell you shut the fuck up      Hook   To all you shitty drawls cats   Shut the fuck up   All you fake thug niggas   Shut the fuck up   All you gay ass niggas   Shut the fuck up   All you media freaks   Shut the fuck up   All you hype motherfuckers   Shut the fuck up   All you fake drug dealers   Shut the fuck up      You better shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up   You better shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up