[Feat. Guillotine]
Fuckin right I`m hip-hop
I hoe hop, I`m funky as a pair of Reeboks with no socks
I`m hot like a nigga ? the beef to the beers with no brats
I`m tight like them twistin up under the 6 with no top
I`ve been up all night
Writing like a motherfucker cluck with no clock
Been platinum and I`m still stompin
Rock jam-packed concerts and bitch filled parties
Done had them standin more than a hot comb when I perform
Gotta em feelin like they in Saigon when they hear what I got
I got funk
No Limit legitimate respect the man of power
I turn your motherfuckin thunderstorm into scattered showers
Yo Bam, bitches can`t get down
like me and the Pound can, we ain`t gotta bring up SoundScan
I come into focus when they all starin
I turn your fuckin head and, spin your fuckin ball bearings
Hit the antenna so they all scatterin
Believe that cause I`m tellin you
they don`t challenge what they can`t handle
M-Y-S-T-I
Smoke spinach, eat chicken, shit bullets, SPIT FIRE
I`m above you like the sky
Like the clouds like the Gods like the birds and the pilots
You know why I`m here, come to say it loud
For the one-thousand nine-hundred and nine nine
to infinity and BEYOND
Now.. now.. now.. now.. bitch
Respect my motherfucking mind
Fuck what you feelin, fuck what you think
Bitch I kill you
Respect my fucking mind
Fuck what you think, fuck what you feelin
Bitch I kill you
Respect my mind
Fuck what you think, fuck what you feelin
Bitch I kill you
Respect my fucking mind
Bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you
I said BITCH I KILL YOU
Back-bending, That`s That Nigga spinning
Y`all done feeling my line before I finish my SENTENCE
This microphone`s for holdin
I don`t give a fuck, as quick as you bring them niggaz
then that`s how fast them niggaz get FUCKED OVER
No prisoners at no time
I`m so advanced I put your ass in the blender
with my OWN rhyme, bitch say, Damn that nigga tight!
I heard what he did to that other rapper that other night
and Dawg that shit wasn`t right!
I`m nothin nice in the shinin lights
No band, no choir, just me and my fucking Nike`s
But am I missing something? FUCK NO
I got the whole crowd bucked up, UH OHHH!
I smash a rapper into smithereens
Make him spill his beans
Then I`m running with the guillotine
Diss on my rhymes bitch and diss on my records
Diss on my moms bitch you gon` respect it!
Respect my fucking mind
Fuck what you thinkin, fuck what you feelin
Bitch I kill you
Respect my mind
Fuck what you feelin, fuck what you thinkin
Bitch I kill you
Respect my mind
Fuck what you feelin, fuck what you thinkin
Bitch I kill you
Respect my fucking mind
Fuck what you feelin, fuck what you thinkin
Bitch I kill you
Respect my mind
Bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you
Respect my fucking mind
Bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you!
