[Verse 1: MC Ren]
All these n***as acting crazy up
Pimp holder men, I'll make you dusty like the Middle East
f** up your peace, I'll take every thing you got
Mothaf**er like two deuces
How you're blowing up my mamma pager just to make a truce?
New milleniums, but knowledge helped me to stay the same age
Since 1987 been' featured on the Rap page
Moving at the speed of sound till my sh**'s mixed
Got enough hits, if your a** need a fix
b**hes naked to get f**ed up
While the Chevy bouncing like your hover
I talked to n***as on top amounts with the street dialect
Gangster sh** revised
If the translation hit your a** since '85
Taking mothaf**ers too many many schools
Chilling on sundays with another rules
Simple minded n***as can't comprehind that
All y'all talking about is blunts and gats
[Hook: MC Ren]
I'mma hit you like this, fake a** n***as
These lyrics is getting drop
The mothaf**ing sh**ting will never stop
n***a shaking up the earth
Peeps and the villain is, got you mothaf**ers feeling this
The pimpin' is free, cause y'all don't make money, awww yeah
I said the pimpin' is free, cause y'all don't make money, awww yeah
[Verse 2: MC Ren]
The black guys flipping streets sh** like the quarter burnt
Groupie mothaf**ers tryin' to check every word
These wack a** n***as, y'all elementary
Villain got the lyrics locked 'til the next century
When the westcoast is drying the Pacific
I be holding my dick, in the studio and being expliciting
While y'all be pumped gas at forties b**h stations
Kissing a**, erasing the common lines for that rotation
My hesitation n***a only to s**
Based to face black tragular, better hide your necks
Or you can has it, more than votting loot
You wanna hit n***a, realize you're just a flute
C-P-T in the books, n***a like gauge shycome
All the sh** I ever made n***a floating in your dome
What's up? - My dick correct it like empire state
Mothaf**ing villain be the great
[Hook: MC Ren]
[Verse 3: Peeps]
Unload from the G off road and off stage
Dose explode like rex hit with a 12 gauge
Still I rips, into scripts, produce hits
The moment I return from my indo trigger
That's why I stutter, twenty 3rd, yeah
Twenty three times more savier
Still in first deal as I wait to get straps
Hustle for tracks, then I hook some with my Chingolet
Jet like rat, it's B.G. and when we bang it that way
The limit is the sky way, don't play
Got Goerge hit the f**in' high way, goes way
And if you walked in this house with him
Then you b**h a** n***a bounce with him
With out ever heat??
You will survive then we'll collide in the range
bu*t and sweatin' tears never pays
These days, dulo sh**, I'm willin'
To get the feelin, I'm corrupt like k**in'
Known that I'm f**in' with the Villain
[Hook: MC Ren]