$#&@ 'em all, mother$#&@ 'em all [x8]

(What else?)

You so lame it should be your first name
And I'm so raw, I'm Bolivian cocaine
I'm the next of kin to LoSo or Kane

I'm disrespectful I'm drivin' in both lanes
They pushin' my buttons to $#&@ with my campaign
They know Jermaine is here to take over the game

Now Arm and Hammer chain or the Konvict chain
The Shakedown chain, I clean it in champaigne (what else?)
Then I take aim and I blocka, blocka

Them heavyweight shots from the choppa, choppa
You could google Cafe, I'm a shotta, shotta
And men'll play play when I rappa, rappa

Since the bubble L-E-X-U-S (yeah)
I been swervin' and servin' the whole U-S (ah)
The Remi' and the Bourbon be burnin' my chest (uh)

S-F we the best, middle finger to the rest

The rap game's big dipper, big skipper

You damn skirtin' the $#&@ if I beg to differ (right)
One handed quitter when I'm lettin' down the zipper
Quick to kill a ^!$$% if I'm gone off the liquor

It's off the Richter, anybody start the %#@!
Have you and your partner hit for narcotics in the whip
I'm a beer bottle %#@! if the products don't fit

I'm a try to get rich from the first to the fifth
Now how you not goin' say my curse is a gift
When the verses is spit I never also purchase %#@! (%#@!)

$#&@ 'em all, I know $#&@ 'em all
$#&@ they $$# up if they $#&@in' with the Lord
You get gun butt just remove it from your jaw (%#@!)

Your brains get stuck just remove it top (right)
Get your weight up 'til your money's at the pub (right)
If you really heard you'd give a $#&@ about a charge

And put that heat down if you cookin' in the jar
Turn star after dealin' with them all


I said $#&@ 'em all, mother$#&@ 'em all
'Cause I shop so much I smell like the $#&@in' mall
There so many guns, ain't no where to tuck 'em all

And you might dodge one, let me see you duck 'em all
No way, no how, %#@! I know that
Almost as much as I know OJ will blow trial

I be in the club, Rose', no smiles
Few pretty chicks like OK can we go now
I must be the ^!$$% ya run in your house

Snatch your little Russie and Diggie
It's nothin' no biggie
And if I have to I do it myself

I'm feelin' like a Puff with no Biggie
Now these joker ^!$$%'s O.D.
Pullin' the Heath Ledge'

So I'm a kill a cow, make sure that the beef's dead
Burger $$# ^!$$%'s I look further past ^!$$%'s
And go over the head of Uncle, murder $$# ^!$$%'s

I said, $#&@ 'em all, mother$#&@ 'em all