Intro




Reporter: So Tell Me... How Do You Feel About 'Jack The Ripper'?




[Evil Thriller Laughter]




(Get Him!)




Verse 1




Want Me To Get Him? Well I Got Him



My Mouth Is An Uzi And I Shot Him



With The Hundreds Of Rhymes And Rhythm Designed



To Make Him Rewind This Time I Draw The Line



He's Mine...just Chill



Don't Nobody Touch Him Cos Imma Get Ill



The Boy's Phony As A Three-dollar Bill



And This Time I Shoot To Kill



Just Like A Sucker You Took The Bait



Now You're Like A Dead Fish On My Dish, Too Late



So Party People Kick Your Feet Up, I'm About To Heat Up



You're Hungry For A Battle, Now It's Time To Eat Up



Boy, I'm Gonna Chew You, Cos I Knew You Was



Talkin' That Junk, Punk, Now Imma Do You



The Way You Should Be Done, Call You My Son



Make You Say "Daddy, I Don't Want None"



I've Had Enough Of You Actin' Tough



You Huff, Puff, Grab Your Stuff You Cream Puff Bluff



Talk About A Battle, But You Don't Wanna Do It



You Got Yourself Into It, You Blew It



You Egomaniac, I'm A Brainiac



You Came Back With A Stone Cold Plain Attack



Your Rhymes Are Weak-wack, How Can You Speak That?



You Need To Sneak Back To The Drawing Board Jack...



The Ripper, Down With My Zipper



You Get Paid To Be A Moe Dee Tipster



Tryna Knock The Way I Rock, Get Off My Jock



Imma Knock You Out The Box, Let's Go...




Let's Go!




Verse 2




Put Up Or Shut Up, Get Up, Yeah What Up?



Huh, Get On The Microphone And Get Cut Up



Talk About How Your Records Went Double Platinum



With Those Lyrics?! Huh, I Laugh At Them



So You Got Paid, Take The Money You've Made



Bet It On Yourself, Are You Afraid?



Money Talks, B.S. Walks



When I Stalk Like A Hawk A Victory Is Chalked



So Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is, You Don't Know About This



Battlin's For Real Men, And I Doubt If



You Can Even Hang Or Give A Run For The Money



You're Just A Sucker, And It's Funny



How You Never Ever Had A Drop Of Juice In New York



And Now You Go On Tour And Try To Talk That Talk



You Try To Act Like You're A Big Man, But You're A Big Fag



Stridin' And Hidin' While Ridin' My Big Man



You Ain't Got A Chance In The World



Your Records Were Smokin', But You Sound Like A Girl...



[How You Like Me Now? I'm Gettin' Busier



I'm Double Platinum] Hold Up, Is He A



Man Or A Girl? What In The World?



You Sound Like Cheryl The Pearl



And You Wanna Battle Me On The Microphone?



Leave That Crack Alone, Let's Go...




Let's Go!



I Said, Let's Go!



Come On, Boy! Let's Go!



Better Than Me?




Verse 3




Picture That With A Kodak



I Don't Take No Shorts And