De La Soul

Yeah Straight from the gutter With them fucked up kicks With them washed up jeans Bossed up Had to pop my collar And I told that bitch I don't love no bitch Hell no I just love my mother On that gremlin shit Had to finesse my way I know how to make my money Triple six, six, six Call an Exorcist OD'd I'm out of my body All I see is C lo Green Like Homie I'm on my dough She wanna get pistol whipped Oh shit That's my type of freak Let's go Yeah I'm drunk of the Black tooth grin Like Dimebag Bad to the bone Yeah Pop me a shroom Pop me a pill F*ck ya mean Lil nigga do both I'm feeling like Jay Z I'm in paris I'm shopping that Goyard-yard Yeah Rocking that Yeezy jacket It's Eazy to me Need no cosign-sign These niggas mad Cause I'm him They all behind And I piss in the wind These niggas know Not to mess with the kid Them niggas know Not to mess with the boy These niggas know Not to mess with the boys My nigga tuck that Rupaul In case niggas feel bold I'm gon' talk my shit John Lydon I'm making my noise Rebel from the heart Nigga this my De La Soul Uh, uh Bitch I'm a cutter Cause I cut my wrist With the flick of that shit Kerry King The way that it's studded Trynna nick my fits Got enigma drip Knuckleheads can't solve The aesthetic I need A Schitzo bitch Got me bricked up quick Like damn That's my only fetish All I see is C Lo Green Like Homie I'm on my dough She wanna Get pistol whipped Oh shit That's my type of freak Let's go I'm drunk of the Black tooth grin Like Dimebag Bad to the bone Catwalking I'm oozing out arrogance Red carpets Wherever I roam Run it Run it Run it All night long Run it Run it Pon road I'm the swagger priest Baptize me in that Palm Angles Walk around I'm Hugh Hefner I don't tie my robe Around these hoes Yeah I'm Charlie Sheen Top of the fiends Walhalla my height Yeah Mike Tyson my weed Strawberry fields Straight suicide Yeah Nigga won't even row Deadweight Had to kick 'em Off of the boat Separate myself From them nosey Mickey's Man I hate Geronimo's