[Intro]
Aww man, yeah
You ever be in the club man, you get in a fight
People that you don't even know jump in

[Verse One]
You feel like you wanna hit somethin', your fist clenches
You're p**sed, you just wanna get someone with sh**, jump on this
You're 'bout to get your sh** pushed in, I'm just inches away
From splittin' your sh** wide open, no stitches can save

You'll die with your eyes open, you hope this isn't the way
You end up goin' out, but I guess it just is I'm afraid
Razors, scissors and blades make Jason say "Isn't this great?"
On-lookers participate in this a**-kickin' debate

That's startin' to take place in the middle of the street
Little did you know there'd be an all-out brawl soon as you heard this beat
Emergency [bad word] to the murder scene
But it's too late, it's absolute pandemonium, whisked away

In an ambulance is your fate, nuttin' nobody told you
When you left the house today coulda made you anticipate
Such an a**-whippin', okay, 'til the anger dissipates
You get punched in the face, reciprocate, c'mon!

 [bad word] 2x]
So what the deal ridaz?
Would you excuse me while I feel my nuts?
My balls are feelin' a mighty big now
I might just have to dig down and pull 'em through my britches

[Verse Two]
You step in the place with enough misplaced anger to catch a case
Anxious to get in some sh**, got your gangstas all with your ladies
You better go get your mase cause Shady said so
You may wanna pick up the radio and bang it against your face

That's how f**kin' lighter you feel, now you still wanna grill?
If you don't wanna get the sh** beat outta you, chill
Cause if you doubt me you will, yeah got me a pill, found me a thrill
I got a couple of drinks here, and I'm bound to refill

Girl howdy, how do you feel ma?
This c**ksucka did not spill my drink, oh [bad word] naw!
He must be tryna kill my buzz
I will not budge, so what the deal ridaz?

Now here they [bad word] and they got your back in like two seconds flat
And that's probably a record, yeah, you wasn't expectin' that
Cause they want in on the act, there's a Cognac bottle
We snuck it in cause the beer that they was servin' here was only tap

I'm bitin', I fight dirty, you might get kicked in the nuts
You're frightened like "This guy might hurt me"
You're quite certained he's nuts, I've hit myself in the face harder
Play smarter, you may start her over, you need a chainsaw to

Dig your way out or go powder your nose
P**sy the louder you yell the harder I slap the sh** outta you h**s
You set it off f**got so now how do you 'spose
We settle it, hit me in the nose, we'll see how it goes

 [bad word] 

[Verse Three]
It's sheer hustle, I bob, weave, deflate your beer muscles
We're tusslin', the crowd's startin' to cheer us and
 [bad word] #39; through us just like a geyser gushin'
Too much Budweiser in my blood, I'm stranglin' your windpipe for nuttin'

My signature's ligature marks
Look at you all big with your remarks 'til I swing an icepick at ya heart
At least that's what it feels like when I pick you apart
And dig at ya, and break you down like the b**ch that you are

The predicament starts when I throw a brick at your car
The pain inflicted upon you is so sick as Bizarre
Sh** this is almost ridiculous, addictive as far
As havin' me wanna rip out your frickin' ligaments, ahh!

You hit like a b**ch, you scratch me with your nails
For that, you catch an open hand slap like a female
Like bap! In fact I'll have the crowd smackin' you themselves
Where's D12? I don't feel like doin' this by myself, c'mon!

 [bad word]