[Cool Breeze]  Cool Cutter, Cool Cutter he ain't nuttin to me  Cool Cutter.. he ain't dirty fuckin south to me  Cool Cutter...  Cool Cool Cutter ain't nuttin to me  I'll stack me a track on Cool Cutter's ass!  Hell is Cool Cutter! Stack that track!    I know I look good.. cuz I feel real good  And when I'm feelin real good, I wish somebody would  I'm just like that  I'm Cool people I'm telling you, but ain't nobody gon' play me  He run his mouth then reach for somethin, he gon' be laying in gravy  The rap game like the dope game, man I ain't got no friends  When I was lettin 'em go for the low-low, shoulda got you one then  Man playboy life is automatic, lemme discribe this sentence  It'll shoot one at you, another one slide up in it  ?Then Jam?, man I'm tellin you, cous' he ain't no punk  Man I got this attitude wrench, man I get it crunk  Describe me in a recipe; hot grease in a pot  One cup Orville Redenbacher, cuz everything gon' POP  Man it's the Dungeon Family boy, run out and go get it  It comes in a real small package, but makes a real big difference  So don't call me Cool Cutta, just call me Mister Bitch  And that's the only thing you call me from now ok, Mister.. bitch!    Get off yo' ass nigga, get on the grind  Forever pimpin, never slippin nigga that's how it is  This system is designed to twist yo' mind  Forever pimpin, never slippin nigga that's how it is  Get off yo' ass nigga, get on the grind  Forever pimpin, never slippin nigga that's how it is  This system is designed to twist yo' mind  Forever pimpin, never slippin nigga that's how it is...