(*##$ $$# mother$#&@er
You that pie $$# ^!$$%
Stand on your own two feet (*##$

And the $#&@ you gon' buy somebody else's dick
^!$$%, yo, as it long enough to put in your mouth
Turn that %#@! up louder

What's up wit that %#@!?
Yo Muggs, make it rough


So many fools swingin' from my sack
Let's talk about the one who had my back
Down in the west coast, so lemme kick it

To the mother$#&@er who calls himself 'Wicked'
No rest, no peace! No sleep
Doughboy rolling down the hill 'cause it's so steep

Jackson, lemme figure out the name
Jack 'cause you be stealing other ^!$$%z game


But I'm the wrong ^!$$% you wanna $#&@ with
On my dick so hard, that ya wanna suck it
Go on the head, gobble up the nuts

Get your lips ready and tear this mother$#&@er up
Talk about Ezy, correct yourself
Cube, better step back and check yourself


Let's talk about this
First solo album on the east coast dick

The east coast ^!$$%z all showed ya love
Especially the one known as the 'King Sun'
He tried to warn us ^!$$%z aboutcha

But nobody would listen, even but then dissin'
Two albums later, you callin' my crew
All because ya wanna be Cypress Cube!


Shoulda known you couldn't hang in the alley
Good boy went to school, out in the valley

$#&@ it, lemme make this understood
Speakin' on mama's little boys in da hood
No vaseline, just a rope and a chair and gasoline!

Lench Mob is a friend of mine
But you talk about them ^!$$%z from behind
You know what the Hossack is, O'Shea?

A mother$#&@ing pig, that don't fly straight
Where ya gonna run to? Where ya gonna hide?
Taadow! Look at who's running outside!


Natural born bull%#@!ta! Lemme hitcha
With a dose of reality when I get witcha

Your homie [Incomprehensible]
Put a pipe on the cover, even though you don't smoke Buddha
Let me take you down under on a plane

Where everybody was going insane
Took a look at the real one
Afro Comb! The next morning you didn't have yours on


How many ways will you bite my %#@!?
Would ya wet me or start throwing up a set?

Caution, when you enter the zone
Never used to bang 'til you heard the microphone
I got Cube melting in a tray

Pulling up his card and $#&@ing up his good day
Unoriginal rap veteran, the ^!$$% who say
He don't steal from his friends

Don't trust that ^!$$% named O'Shea
$#&@ him, and send him on his way