Chorus:




IF Bitches Ain't Shit But Hoes And Tricks



Then Niggaz Ain't Shit But Hoes Wit Dicks



(REPEAT 2X)




Murderous Verse



Muthafuckas Won't Even Make It To The Chorus



They'll Find You And Yo Bitch Buried In The Angeles National Forest



Anything You Can Do



I Heard It Done Before Better But I Can Do You In 36 Positions



Enter Wu Like The Wu Tang Debut



Now Who Remains True To The Game



Damn Shame It Wasn't You



Fools, They Claim To Fly Rhymes But I Terrorize Airlines



My Minds A Porcelain Glock 7 Slippin Through The Metal Detector



Ready Ta Wet'cha Like Baptism



It's Rap Pugilism When I Be Placin 208 Bones In One Jone Wit Microphones



I'm Like The Blade Runner Huntin Clones



I Beat It Like One Glove And A Bat



No Job, But More Breathin Techniques Than Lamaz



Ras Still Be Drinkin More Liquor Brews



And Continues To Liquidation The Crews



Wit A Drunken Technique Like Shun Di's Kung Fu On Virtua Fighter 2



See Me Son, I'm The One Sportin Dolce And Gabana



Pealin This Bastard's Wig Back Like Cradle Cap



You Ain't No Cap Pilla For Rilla



And For Who You Desire To Kill You Need More God Than Zilla



I Breaks'em Off Like A Acryllic Nails



Test Me But You Appear To Be Presley Like Priscilla



And Still Malicious Disses, But This Is



10% Dis, 90% Skill, So Curses



'Fore Ya'll Begin Like Hershey's Kisses



Ya So Called Vicious, Although



How They Gonna Be A Menace When It Ain't No Men In It?



Oh, They Womenace (with Clitorises)



In A New Year, A New Fear, And I'm Nu-clear



Let's Play A Friendly Game Of Who Can Ruin Who's Career



I'mma Kill Up On Ya B-boys, You Like One O' Heavy D's Boys



Got Niggaz Fallin Off The Stag