Y'all motherfuckers buckle y'all motherfuckin seatbelts

If you need to get high there's a mask and shit in the overhead compartment

I can't tell y'all what the weather's like cuz my radio's fucked up

And if we should experience any type of motor difficulty

Don't panic take one more hit off the oxygen mask

Calmly put your hands between your legs

And kiss your black ass goodbye!!

I'm swift like a motherfuckin gift for Christmas

When I send my vapors off like Halls menthalyptus

My verbs and nouns shatter walls of underground

Let me be blunt: I like crackin brews with bitches

The ninety-four era I cause terror, whatEVER

Rainin on you punks with the funk, so get your umbrellas

My guns cruise, tennis shoes, what's happenin

I got clapped on, now I'm the one doin the clappin

I'm Flexi Wit Da Tec like Artifacts make Memorex

blow tape decks when I'm more strapped than latex

Felt like menopause, I make niggaz act like beatches

Yo yo that nigga Red be frontin -- with they ass full of stitches

Woo! I just don't give a FUCK

I bite your whole nipple off, sick like sickle-cell anemia

Travel around my curse universe

I'm droppin 98.7 degrees down to Red Alert

Droppin the slang, I'll bust your brains with the real shit

Come hit my blunt so I can make y'all feel it

Abuse niggaz verbally so call Dyfus

I'm a warrior, to the heart, but I didn't kill Cyrus

Noorotic, my style format rocks the project

I get as ill as chief of police on narcotic

Give me a time and I'll free your mind and lick your

funky emotions, to blow your veins up with funk overdosing

Now who's that nigga that got your crew bellin?

Not with guns with funk when I rock tracks like Van Halen

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