Featuring 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