You can't imitate me on this fuckin' tape You ain't ringing the bell, you ain't I'm ready when you are You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape What I'm tellin' you all bitch ass niggas If y'all don't fuckin', if y'all coloured bitch ass Faggot, punk ass motherfuckers don't see That these white people are trying to take over your shit Don't worry, you'll better be happy the Ol' Dirty Bastard is here You'll better be happy that I'm here To, to, to beat the shit out of all y'all faggot punk ass motherfuckers Bitch ass niggas I shut the fuckin' whole world down You white motherfuckers could never Y'all can't ever take over, you can't ever take over You shut the fuck up and you shut the fuck up That's what the fuck you do Can I get a beer? Yo, I need some beer You ain't usin' your phone, you ain't callin' the cops 'Cause nigga, I'm the only king of the block I'm the only black God, motherfucker And I came to rock the spot While when I throw football pass at a bitch, she miss Ain't trying to be funny, gonna use my fist You can't use the family feud You can't run it on a cuckooo You bring shame, I'll keep Ol' Dirty safe Not locked up 'cause I'll have your fuckin' ass locked up I'll stash you, lickin' you down, light that blunt You ain't gettin' one, two, I do what I want If I got a problem A problem got a problem until it's gone I'm the only unique A son You reap what you saw, fuckin' with the O I got the precinct locked down You ain't using the po po, fuck you, so, so I got the keys to your hoe, I'll stop your whole flow All you bitches roll, would be from the ghetto You want me to control this fuckin' show Give Ol' Dirty what he want and mo 'Cause I'll stop your goat, mafia 'Cause I'll stop your goat, mafia Pay me all my motherfucking money Or I'ma slow down your dough Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you You might be in danger, you'll have a sex changer I'm gettin' more anger, call me Dr. Stranger I master the demon, demonic toys Sting you with the venom, kill your joy Bitches throw your hands in the air, like to be sodomized That's what I'm here for, that's what I'm all about I get girls and they wonder What they get is a clean fuck from me, oh baby Hippa to the hoppa and you just don't stoppa I control Michael Jackson's 'Thriller' No matter what Fuck with the guys that'll make you shrug I'm the only original, fuck you, chump, shut the fuck up Yo, did you understand that? Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you ... © WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com