[Intro]
Yo once a pimp gets threats
That's right, that's the - the that's, that's threats them

And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sin-surr
And I, ^!$$% I'll kill ya, I'll chop ya up
Put ya inside the mattress like drug money ^!$$%


[Jay-Z]
Yeah, I done told you ^!$$%z

9 or 10 times stop $#&@in with me
I done told you ^!$$%z
9 albums, stop $#&@in with me

I done told you ^!$$%z
The 9 on me, stop $#&@in with me
You ^!$$%z must got 9 lives

9th wonder

[Verse One]

Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightenin ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song

I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
the technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips

To blow this like a trumpet you dumb %#@!
This is a un-usual musical I conductin
You lookin at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic

I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only rylin me up
For three years, they had me peein out of a cup

Now they bout to free me up, whatchu think I'm gon' be, what?
Rehabilitated, man I still feel hatred
I'm young black and rich so they wanna strip me naked, but

You never had me like Christina Aguiler-y
But catch me down the Westside, drivin like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car

Screamin out the sunroof death to y'all
You can't kill me, I live forever through these bars
I put the wolves on ya, I put a price on your head

The whole hood'll want ya, you startin to look like bread
I send them boys at ya, I ain't talkin bout Feds
^!$$% them body-snatchers, ^!$$% you heard what I said


[Chorus]
I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin

Put your smarts on the side of your garment
^!$$% stop $#&@in with me
R. -- I. -- P.


[Interlude]
That's right there ^!$$%, ^!$$% I'm wild

^!$$% I keep trash bags with me
Never know when you gotta dump a ^!$$% out
This sin-surr, this some sin-surr !#@( right hurr!


[Verse Two]
Grown man I put hands on you

I dig a hole in the desert, they build The Sands on you
Lay out blueprint plans on you
We Rat Pack ^!$$%z, let Sam tap dance on you

Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you
... I put the boy in the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thang

Y'all wish I was frontin, I George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood ^!$$% run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it

Your boy got the goods y'all don't want nuttin of it
Like, castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you

... y'all ^!$$%z is targets
Y'all garages for bullets, please don't make me park it
in your upper level, valet a couple strays

from the 38 special, ^!$$%, God bless you

[Chorus]


[Interlude]
Yeah I'm threatening ya, YEAH I'm threatening ya!
Who you thank you dealin with?
They call me Threats, ^!$$% I been makin threats

since I been in kindergarten ^!$$%!
Huh, ask about me, see if you ain't heard

[Verse Three]
When the gun is tucked, untucked, ^!$$% you dies

like numchuks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meanin no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God

It's a match made in heaven when I [blaow] 'splay the 7
Put you on the ^!$$% news, UPN at 11
Where you been, you ain't heard, got the word that I'm
[blaow blaow] that I'm so sin-surr?
I'm especially Joe Pesci with a grin

I will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again
That's right

[Chorus]

[Outro]

Whattup? Mother$#&@er I keep three mother$#&@ers what?
^!$$% I'll throw a Molotov @@#!tail through your momma's momma's house
^!$$% what the - where everybody live!
Undercover ^!$$% take your teeth out your mouth ^!$$%
Chew your food up and put the %#@! back in your mouth ^!$$%
and help you swallow
^!$$% I take a mop handle off ^!$$%

And sweep ^!$$% - hold on, I'll be - ^!$$% what?