[Lotto]
I'll spit a racial slur, honky sue me
The [bad word] is a horror flick
But a black guy doesn't die in this movie
You messin' with Lotto, dawg you gotta be kiddin'
That makes me believe you really don't have an interest in livin'
You think these niggas gone feel the [bad word] you say?
I got a better chance joinin' the KKK
On some real [bad word] though, I like you
That's why I didn't wanna have to be the one [bad word] suicide to [bad word] "Lotto", call me "Your Leader"
I feel bad that I gotta murder that dude from Leave It To Beaver
I used to like that show
Now, you got me in fight back mode
But, oh well, if you gotta go, then you gotta go
I hate to do this, I would love for this [bad word] to last
So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't forget my [bad word] And all's well, that ends OK
So I'll end this [bad word] with a [bad word] you and have a nice day

[B-Rabbit]
Ward, I think you were a little hard on the beaver
So was Eddie Haskell, Wally, and Ms. Cleaver
This guy keeps screamin', he's paranoid
Quick! Someone get his [bad word] another steroid
Blah Badi Boo Blah Bah Badi Blo Blah
I ain't hear a word you said: hipidi hoo blah!
Is that a tank top or a new bra?
Look! Snoop Dogg just got a [bad word]  boob job
Didn't you listen to the last round, meathead?
Pay attention! You're sayin' the same [bad word] that he said
Matter fact, dawg, here's a pencil
Go home, write some [bad word]  make it suspenseful
And [bad word] back until somethin' dope hits you [bad word] it, you can take the mic home with you
Lookin' like a cyclone hit you
Tank top screamin', "Lotto! I don't fit you!"
You see how far the white jokes get you
Boys like, "How vanilla ice gone diss you?"
My motto: [bad word] Lotto
I'll get the seven digits from your mother for a dollar tomorrow