i'ma throw in the towel-fuck it-the kitchen sink

cause deez muffukkas 'bout to drive me to drink

dey don't think-dey just act a fool

but dey won't think its funny when i hurl a barstool

across da club and it hits 'em in da face

and i grab 'em my dey mug and i punch out da taste

and dey teef-cause i'm the head chief

might as well call me angus cause i got beef

wit your whole crew cause dey all posers

dey da asphalt and i'm da bulldozer

it ain't over-i got some more shit up my sleeve

if you got a weak stomach you might wanna leave

cause there's murderin' i got to do

yo-even colnel mustard couldn't buy you a clue

i don't talk-i walk the walk

i'll leave yo ass lyin' in an outline of chalk

and forensics won't find a print

all they'll find on you is a pocketful 'o lint

you won't be needin' shit where you goin'

i left you in the street wit half yo brain showin'

and my empire's growin'-and bitches be knowin'

dat there ain't nothing gonna stop me from blowin'{up}

i got security guards wit security codes

and i'm livin' large in my humble abode

there ain't no way you can stop me

i got bullet proof skin-there's no way to pop me

i don't stop-i ain't never finished

nasty ass mug like i'm drinkin' guiness

i'm like snickers-i satisfy

i can see you like it by that twinkle in yo eye

twinkle twinkle little star

i swing like tiger 6 under par

i see you girl-stop and stare

can't fuck wit choo if you on welfare

gotta have real hair-clean underwear

can't be ridin' on a donut or spare

don't strike out-i knock a dike out

try and talk shit wit a dick in yo mouf

like a dentist's assistant-i be flossin'

like a mob thug bodies i be tossin'

i'm shining like mr. clean's head

call me H&S cause i bake bread

you wanna take some lead?

you want me to make the lake red?

i'll bury your body in my backyard

i roll hard----don't make me pull your card