Nah, we aint done I love bein hated, it great it
Lets me know that I made it
I wouldnt have it no other way
I wouldnt trade it for the world
Only lets me know that Im loved
by so many other motherfuckers that aint you
And as long, as you keep fuckin with us, we keep fuckin you up
And keep pullin the rug from up under you
And whats ever more fucked up, is we enjoy what were doin
so much there aint nothin that we love more than +Pullin Your Skirts Up+
And exposin you hoes so much, people are startin to wonder
whats up with them fuckin one dough a man under-els
Do unto others of you will have done under you
So who the fuck you motherfuckers gonna run to
When someone runs up with a mask and puts a gun to you You will ask youself, how come your mans
didnt enter that last round that he had in Curtis Jacksons ass while he had the chance
You keep askin us to keep it on wax but we cant
This is past any irrationalization
We have captured national media attention
Conversation is senseless, you can sense the tension start buildin
soon as we enter the 106th & Park building
Someones gonna get killed and I swear to God
if someone so much as even touches one of my people
Ill put a million on his head
And you aint got the funds to match or counteract it
But Id rather rap than get into this gangsta shit
And it aint because Im a bitch
Its because I aint a bitch, I dont endanger people that Im with
Im a general, I aint Bush, I dont send my soldiers to war
Im right there in the middle of the shit with em, so when I do get em
Orders to storm your headquarters, youll be fuckin with a ..
that's insane, reading it, you can't see one rhyme but when he rapes it it seems to rhyme...