Kool G Rap

You know the Don's armed wit sixteen

And I go hard for the big cream the whips and the carriage

Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks switchin' the fabrics

Pull up wit some big s**t lieutenant s**t hittin' the hazards

Spot a b***h wit that Cris habit I gotta have it

F**k shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage

Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish

She only lick d**k status to get cabbage

D**k get lathered to the thick baptist

Who back on the map Giancana wit a vengeance

It's drama to the finish but the llama to your appendix

Aiight

And squeezing the slugs gun powder season your blood

I'm a legend breathing the reason you thug

N***a

This where the buck stops f**k props

Buck shots at the top money what the f**k you forgot

Thought I was done and wasn't thuggin' the block

Still real bustin' the glock

Put it where you could see it

Blao

What up now

Mike Tyson

Mike Tyson

People always talkin' bout I'm being loud and ruckus

I'm talkin' rogus because I'm angry you know

I'm angry about my experiences and all the things that I been through

See everyone else has the right to be angry

But this is just the way I express myself

So you ready to fight

Vinnie Paz

Yo bust a motherf**kin' gat to this

Y'all believe lies like y'all was Catholics

I rap in Arabic so my message is just immaculate

My rap a lab a rynth drink a forty and blaze a sack to it

My aim is accurate take your brain and blow out the back of it

I'm surly miserable cat that slap shorties

Looks kinda resemble that of fat Pauly

I don't even clap young boy he claps for me

Chain hang down to my d**k I'm that gaudy

I don't even f**k wit you cats you rap poorly

I don't even buck at you cats you that corny

Wit a wack army we barkin' at you

And Vinnie Paz holds a hammer like a carpenter do

You should understand that I ain't really f**kin' around

And if you don't you gonna find your body stuffed in the ground

We buckin' em down cuz that's how wrong my life is

Y'all don't understand how f**kin' strong my wife is

I'm from a time where every song was righteous

Before rap was just a swarm of white kids

And y'all a witness to the dawn of hypeness or just another victim to the

Pawns and sheisters

I'll feed your corpse to a swarm of vipers

And let em suck the blood till your form is lifeless

What F**kin' Vinnie Paz daddy

Yeah

Mike Tyson

And I'm not afraid to die I'm not afraid to waist my life

Cause when I die I'm going to paradise

So I'm not worried and I'm in a hurry to die

Cause I'm not gonna let nobody disrespect me

And make comments about me without me retaliating