INTRO:
Homophobe:
I don’t give a fuck what nobody say I don’t never wanna hear no muthafuckin faggots rappin. Nigga, who in the fuck?! Bry’Nt, Last Offence, get serious nigga. You talkin bout some muthafuckin sissies talkin bout suckin dick and gettin fucked in the butt! What?! Rappin is for the thugs nigga! Its thug music! Its not no muthafuckin cherchez, vouvez- la chez, chercez ma quoi... it ain’t no RuPaul nigga, its for the thugs! If you a thug, state yo name then punk!

HOOK (x8):
Who in the fuck!!? / State ya name punk!

Bry’Nt:
Who in the hell is you callin a punk? / Don’t dare try to group me with the bunch - watch me / I’ll go in on pricks like autopsies / (Lasto: B! You too pretty to be spittin’ gritty) / Nevermind, whose flow sicker than mine, prick I’m sick in the mind / cross me with the man on the cross and the man you come across will have you crossin the street (this is not what you want) / Nigga, I smell pussy, no wonder why I’ma asshole, I ain’t mad tho / Flow is the coldest watch me flip it in Polish / Koodvah proshay, patsawi minyeh, vidupe ginkuyeh/ I am the right gay for the long run / Niggas picked the right day but the wrong one / One crazy homo, loco, too raw for Logo / hatin me is a no no / I’m hot ya’ll niggas is so-so / B-R-Y in LA-a-a-a / bet the fuckin game ain’t ready, readay, readay-ay-ay

HOOK
Homophobe:
Nuh-uh! Nuh-uh! You can’t make me no believer! You can’t make me believe in it! Nigga, I believe in Jesus... Jesus say you wrong! That’s who I believe in! I don’t wanna hear no-- Nigga this is my music! This rap music! Ugh ugh! Muthafuckin punk ass punk sissy muthafuckas!

Last Offence:
Who you callin a punk? / I prefer you refer to me as faggot / thou shalt not disrespect me on Sabbath (I won’t have it!) / who is a cotton swab or fabric?/ Who is soft? If you assault me it’s on patna (Its on patna) / French kiss prick! / Mwah with my two lips / Pour quoi? For why? / Why you wanna do this? / (This is not what you want) / I go hard I am ruthless / I have no fear of hell, chump / I am a Buddhist / State ya name punk! / Bye to Saint Louis / L.O. by way of L.A. / I am a nudist! / Sike / but I flash the ass on tracks, screw this / I am so much nicer than all of these straight losers / It’s not a tumor / if your heads throbbin, that’s bass knockin through Bose’s / G’won with my two hits (Its so magical) / me and my nigga Bry erect guys when we do this little music / how many groupies wan do it? (Who you callin a punk!?)

BRIDGE (x5):
Ooooh you done tripped / you muh’fuckas gettin loose with ya lips
One crazy homo / Loco too raw for Logo
(Ad-Lib) Who you callin a punk? Who you calling a punk? Who the fuck is you callin a punk?

Last Offence (Verse 2):
Ya’ll pea green with envy... like turnips / Ya’ll niggas beat like Turner / Like Tina! / Like Aaliyah ya’ll burn up / (What the fuck!?) / Not on the plane if you recall she’s hot like fire, don’t fuck my words up / These niggas learn what? / These niggas learn nothing / Hard headed and all in harms way (Paramedics) / If B.R says it then I second it in a second / beef with whoever, whatever your sex preference uh!

Bry’Nt (Verse 2):
Gay straight or bi - niggas no threat / We boom bye-bye in the battybwoy head / I swear I’m like a gay basher of gay rappers / they get badder, goin at me tryina get they fame faster (Lasto: What about the straight dudes?) / Some of them is straight too, but most blow it / and most of ‘em homophobic / but somehow I learned to make tables turn (Lasto: How’s that?) / ‘Cause I got faggot niggas shitting on me, straight niggas hittin on me