, late night craps You only knew 'cause you onto your raps And rap city and V E T The channel 31 and but now here I come To save the day and the now
lunatic, and you're on a mission To corrupt my soul and it's all yours I've been wanting it, Mr. Recollection Cause I'd rather rock that's how I roll
the bitches singin' the rest We blastin' motherfuckers, run up and come test Better, hide yo chest and fasten yo vest No bullshit, take yo bitches so quick and
you It's the Big Bang Theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo I got a Big Bang Theory, my hardcore committee Gon' rock and roll the streets and shake
us love Even went to California and got love from thugz And it's all good big up to all the neighborhood That came to see Tek and Steele whenever they
' 6 fo' impala they greet mewit a 40 and I start drinkin' and from the 8 ball, my breath starts stinkin' left to get ma' girl to rock that body before
up by the smoke and the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode I'm dashin' all the media strikes, keep the media dykes As re enforcements for the fight And
the cops get load Now I'm living the life I got to stop and close Big cars big stars like it's rock and roll let's rock and roll Dipset this is Jim Jones
next Boogee Mann!!! (Boogee Mann) Well Mr. B-double-O-G what? M-A-double-N I smoke joke and grin, and fuck your best friend Only if she a ten, then I
over Satan, no debatin', so I'm celebratin' This new life, off the block buyin' stock Divin' off the dock in Bangkok, I used to slang rock And it was
, and fess and dress the way you did This is a microphone war You say you're well-known, but what are you known for? A porno flick and a hard dick And
, segram, mr. c And my little brother kevin Miller, and all y'all tru niggaz and bitches That done died out there on these streets And took that final
see me rollin in my car, and wanna be with me I get my candy from california by the keys Ship it in boats and trains back to new orleans And open up shop like mr
Rock] Billy was a coke fiend [Mr. Lif] Maggie was a cop [Aesop Rock] For the dope he stole cream [Mr. Lif] She patroled the block [Aesop Rock] Banking off his old scheme [Mr
life was great Eatin from a saucer, ballers got big plates Pushin big weight, from state to state (uh) While I'm on Section 8 (damn) And my corner got
holes, you know? And I'm hot! Don: And I got the bun and the hamburger and the relish and the orange and I've got my clothes off and I'm hot! Phyllis:
right Cristal for the profile, money spenders and pretenders And V.I.P. rollin with the winners You know how it go, Heinekens and the Mo' The pen and the pad and
Wu Tang and Limp Bizkit roll on the set Kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug and inject [Fred Durst] Mic check So whats it all about? (bout) And