$#&@ you, $#&@ you, $#&@ you, $#&@ you

D mother$#&@in D, mother$#&@in D

Its the D, its the mother$#&@in D

1, 2, 3, A, B, C, D

Here come the black ^!$$% straight from the trees
KKK tried to hang me
^!$$%z tried to bang me, but it ain't no thang G

Pass me the J, and I roll me a buddah
School is the teacher and the mother$#&@in tutor
Another hardcore mother$#&@in on the run

Give me the mic before I key ya like a gun
I'mma kill me a Po, a #~!!@, and a !@$)got
Cause up to my neck mother$#&@ers I've had it

If you wanna rhyme mother$#&@er wanna riddle
I'm in the front cold money in the middle
I don't care about your mainstream audience

All I care about is the rubbers and the 40 ounce
If you wanna come mother$#&@er then come
But I tell you now, you better bring a gun


Can't $#&@ with the flavor, $#&@ what they gave ya
Schooly D ^!$$%, I came back to save ya

Lookin at my Gucci, I tell you what it mean
^!$$%z on part side lickin that green
If you wanna rumble, if you wanna fight

I kick $$# on Saturday night
Yes I'mma ^!$$%, a straight up ^!$$%
Schooly D nothin but a part side ^!$$%

Pass me a 40, roll me the cheeba
^!$$%z like me and you know that we need a
Hit it, quit it, I gotta get blasted

Some mother$#&@ers wanna call me a !@$(
Cause I'mma ^!$$% smokin I'mma brotha
Plus I'm the mother$#&@er doin yo mother

So if you wanna come mother$#&@er then come
But I tell ya now, ya better bring ya gun


No way (*##$, Schooly never switch
I'd rather put your punk $$# straight in a ditch
Grab me a gat, come correct

Snap necks, for text
Straight from the Bible, you know that I'm libel
Moses told us slaves to be free

But he didn't know about the mother$#&@in D
So if you wanna come mother$#&@er then come
But I tell ya brother, ya better bring ya gun