INTRO:
(RJ-2) Beats how you want ‘em!

(Lasto) Dah- la da da da dah - la da da da - la da da da dah - la da da da (laughs) Uh uh

VERSE ONE:
First things first why you wanna try and knock it if you ain’t tried it? / Try and treat me like I’m Loch-Ness / I am not monstrous / Muh’fucka I’m Offence / Wouldn’t hurt a fly / I’m just a little obnoxious / Don’t try and cock block this / Don’t try and stop profits / The problem is probably that most you niggas ain’t got this (Got what nigga!?) / The audacity to speak freely on the facts / Whatever God you believe in, you can believe in this fag!

HOOK:
I don’t think they like me / I don’t think they like me / I don’t think they like me / And them muthafuckas shouldn’t neither!

VERSE TWO:
I’m the real deal authentic / Muthafucka that’s concensus / If that dude don’t believe it / Dude is senseless / Censor this ‘cause every man that I done mentioned / I’m touching him, groping him / penetrating his rear entrance / They wanna lynch us like back when black benches and white benches was separate / (They wanna Jim Crow sissies!) / Dah, but its about to be an incident / That ain’t no incense burning we high and we gunnin’ for you pencil dicks / Muthafucka do arithmetic, got a buncha niggas behind me / this shits about to get interesting / I’m bullshitting/ no I love you heterosexuals and you homophobes too / Your signs are so legible / God hates fags huh? / Hates our pretty asses? / Hates our nice chests and our washboard abs huh? / Tell his highness I’m so relaxed with that / If he wants to discuss it further hit me on the iChat

HOOK:

VERSE THREE:
I lied / I’m a monster, I’m a nut bag / When I was a kid, my nickname was ‘Don’t Touch That!’ / Don’t fuck with that man, he’ll eat ya like a graham cracker/ like Uncle Sam eat ya taxes / That’s magic! Magic! / Make ya ass vanish like Caushun / Somebody help me dig up this fuckin’ faggot / Got a couple of questions I’d like to ask him / Like how you have a ghostwriter [and] ain’t never have no album? / Out him? / Not quite / I’m out like toes on some open-toe shoes / I’m out like Throwbacks them shits is old news / I’m out like...denim capris / those are a no boo! / Know who? / Nigga you don’t know me / And you never have and never will / I’m so discreet / I ride low in the seat when I drove / Don’t speak to none of you dudes / Unless you talkin bout mo’ cheese

HOOK

VERSE FOUR:
Everything I touch I deads it / Everything I breathe on, I kill it, it is breathless / Corn Flakes for breakfast / that means I eat you corny niggas up / ain’t no question / I make these horny niggas wanna fuck / I am sex on legs nigga / Get more head than a guillotine / Creatine flow like a muscle head / But instead I’m a scrawny ass dude / but I strong arm the game / homie ain’t no sugarcane / Nigga, ain’t shit sweet / Type A or Type B / Dawg, ain’t no Diabetes, you know what my diet be (what’s that?) / Emcees all day / Be he homo or hetero, he’s getting fucked in any and every way / Oh it’s so insane that nobody knows my name / My name should ring bells / Hunchback of Notre Dame / You know that its not a game / You know that I came to reign / For forty of those nights / and forty of those days