[Intro]
Look y'all gotta get in [bad word] #39; line if you want to get served...
Put the money in her.... look I know y'all used to them bottles of that [bad word] yellow...
You [bad word] this we closin' [bad word] out...

[Verse 1]
If I'm as ill when I'm makin' my arms achin'
Holdin' this baby over the roof when my Incubus CD skips...
My wrist slips, look over the edge and score the [bad word] 
On the land of them flips man start handin me dames or clips
 [bad word] it - start squeezin' - shootin' [bad word] for no reason
I buggin when I burnt the flames [bad word] #39; - gasoline on my arms and chest and start huggin'
People in the precinct like cousins by the dozens when they question me I say where I wasn't
Pretty BM puttin holes in your civic out the window shermed up if you say I don't live it
 [bad word] landin' your grills holdin' a divot large enough forecast fema to pivot
Or is it Chris Palko that's givin' these [bad word] mouthfuls
Then it's thank you notes on their face with scalpels

[Hook]
CK won yeah for [bad word] 
Your dough [bad word] I leave and tip y'all in ones
Out of dough you might wake up with a mouth full of [bad word] 
And this ether rag to wipe with when I'm done

CK won yeah for [bad word] 
Your pockets dawg you keep the lint and the [bad word] 
If you climb out the [bad word] be happy to see sun
Not get the [bad word] back to work and get me some more funds

[Verse 2]
Now don't start gettin jumpy I'm happy to pump 3
Clips to your face then set out to leave the country
 [bad word] smack enabled the quick snack scoop out the [bad word] and get whats left of the [bad word] back
Eat later rap to heat haters pimp like I feed em feet first to gators
Skin grafts can't hide the brand and then rolled up here with your husband after my hands in it
Then send em home with three of my mans in it cuz I'm no prince like protective palm laminates
Think [bad word] silly now watch the nine milly - put this really dull [bad word] brains all in the belly
That's fifty K more fifty more to gun or play back to the lab with a big [bad [bad word] away
Guess who ain't gonna pay to paint islands gettin' head from a wilin [bad word] and still drivin'

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I left a trail of dead nurses kept the ID from their purses
Started my own 1 900 number service...
Gettin' mad at earth is a waste of time
Still collectin' note when I'm too wasted to rhyme
You in the basement online with the webcam, go get your head slammed limbs broke bedpan
All for this [bad word] played you for Chris, IV in your wrist and fist pumpin' you Cage [bad word] 
With the incidentals of cage kennels cut through the panties with the rocks and the dentals
Speakin' of which no gifts for the snatch unless you want diamond earrings with earlobes attached
Shoot up an M5 and whoever in it cuz I ain't got one and I ain't waitin' a minute
If the ransom ain't met then I ain't cakey to floss cheese grater to face and start scrapin' it off...

[Hook]

[Sample from a clockwork orange]
"Down in the snook of the duke of new york - now they knew who was master and leader"