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Stop as we drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another Vietnam
Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome
Back up son give me room give me room
To set it off like this dont give it up
Im all up in you till you just cant get enough
Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath its for real Im gonna get mine
Roll up on you like Eastwood
Blowing up fifteens as Im riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like Parkay
Real smooth with flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
Im in your grill peep this I got the raw deal
Im in your Jeep Grand Cherokee or Land Cruiser
When youre rolling through the hood you want to use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So check the E.Q. and let them speakers hum
And gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Round one round two knockout
Straight to your head my round never lights out
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a
Jimmy Jimmy yall Jimmy damn Jimmy yea
Gimme the mic Rob so I can take it away
Got more lines than the welfare office
Are you upset youll never get to be as clever as this?
Spreadin quicker than your mom have a feel but dont cop it
Yea I stole your beat but thats cause you dropped it
Crude as oil unrefined but slick
Im gonna get you from behind like a gay convict
Cause my name aint Quasimodo but I still got a hunch
That like the Jim Jones cult Ill take you out with one punch
Youre Spiro Agnew and Im the Dick you answer to
Youre sweating like a watermelon at a Baptist bar-b-cue
Sneaking up like celery yeah Im stalking
I squeak like Stephen Hawkings yeah but Im walkin
Nose to ground so this Bloodhound will sniff and follow it
I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it
Screaming like a Mimi when you see me coming near you
Like a Kenny Loggins record no ones ever gonna to hear you
Like a game of hide and seek its all over if I see ya
Cause your yellower than tinkle and youll be running like diarrhea
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a.
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