Mystikal – Original Lyrics

[Intro]
Im a political refugee
Thats how the f-ck I felt

[Birdman - [bad word] 
Birds for the summer
Hummers for [bad word] Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money [bad word]  cash money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real [bad word] from the start
Head huntin’, price on a [bad word] tab
Hit ‘em up, for playing with a [bad word] male

[Mystikal]
Niggas say I’m better than Beethoven
To the beat that I rap over
Stay outta that medicine cabinet
Yeah, thats what they told me
They giving us [bad word] test, cause we stay rollin’
And know a [bad word] act better than a .45 caliber pistol when they loading
They penalize us, tryna slow us down
They constantly f-cking us up
Thats why we’re buck wild
Call me porch monkey, call me jigaboo
When you know you wanna f-ck my woman and eat my barbeque
How the f-ck you gon’ watch my house
But don’t wanna live on my street
The ape man told Tarzan “how the f-ck you better than me?”
Rap [bad word] that rock, and got a jump shot
Who we got wife, up in that white house
I took a look and didn’t sell out
I was in the building and didn’t bail out
Hoping muthaf-cker didn’t fail out
Back to the top from the jail house [bad word]  lace ‘em up, tie ya shoe
Catch a cut, we know what pressure do

[Birdman - [bad word] 

[Mystikal]
Who out c’here f-cking with me, huh? tell me that
I’m bout to drop that [bad word]  where my pamper at?
Try to answer that, or give me my mantle back
I bury you [bad word]  shoulda left me where I was at
You dun made that f-cking bed
You dun built this f-cking castle
Buckwheat and Alfalfa cant do nothing with this little rascal”
Yeah [bad word] what the [bad word] Talking baby business, yeah
Don’t be f-cking with me
Cause you wont get off easy
I feel just like Drew Brees
When they kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you can’t stop it from bleeding
Rappers betta leave me ‘lone
if they gon’ keep on breathing
Now keep on starving and I’mma gonna keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and I’mma keep on skeeting
You gon be the one bussing or be the one fleeing
You better keep on [bad word] Aint no muthaf-cker trouble this evening

[Birdman - [bad word] 

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, aint it crazy how [bad word] be
Thats why I flush it
I got the Tommy gun with the [bad word] Thats percussion
I just popped a couple pain pills, self [bad word] I made something out of nothing, thanks for nothing
I pistol whip ya [bad word]  knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, killed everybody, no discussion
Rep, that muthaf-cking red flag like [bad word] Yeah, look, I told her baby I’m a thrash her
We kissed, I lit her [bad word] up then I ashed her
No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I shuffle my queen
Duffle bag too heavy to carry to the car
My Mary in a jar
I’m food, I let the haters add a little salt
Thats cool, I do it for all the niggas that try
And all the [bad word] I’ve f-cked, and all my niggas that died
Tunechi

[Birdman - [bad word]