[Intro]
Yeah, what's up, what's goin on?
Before we start this next record
I gotta put my shades on
So I can feel cool
Remember that law
When you have to put your shades on to feel cool?
Well it's still a law, you gotta put your shades on so you can feel cool
You know what I'm sayin?
I'ma put my shades on so I can see what you ain't doin'
And you ain't doin' nothin, you ain't doin' nothin
That I don't see
Now let's get on with this sh** anyway
[Schoolly D]
Way, way down, in the ghetto Tee
The bada** pimp stepped on the signifying rapper's feet
And the rapper said, n***a can't you see
You're standin on my motherf**ing feet?
The bada** pimp said, Sure I ain't heard a co*ks**ing word you said
You say some more, I'll be standin on your motherf**ing head
Yeah that's what he said
Cause every day, when the sun go down
The bada** pimp come and kick that rappers a** all over ghetto town
But the rapper got wise, started using his wit
And said man, I'm gettin tired of this kick-a** sh**
So early, early early the very next day
The rapper said, mister pimp, mister pimp I got something to say
There's this mean, big bad f*ggot comin your way
He talk about you so bad, turn my hair gray
Listen, listen to what he say
Listen to this mister bada** pimp
This what the f*ggot said
He said, you know your daddy and he's a f*ggot
And your mother's a who*e
He said he seen you sellin a**hole door to door
Yeah that's what he said, listen to what else he said mister bada** pimp
He said, your granny, she's a dyke
And your other brother, he's a f*ggot
And your little sister Loo
She's so low she s**ed the dick of a little maggot
Yeah that's what he said
The bada** pimp was mad
Jumped up in a hell of a rage
Hopped in his Caddy and loaded his 12 guage
Caught up with the f*ggot on 55th and Vine
Said you f*ggot, it's gonna be your a** or mine
The f*ggot looked at the pimp, and saw fear in his eyes
Said motherf**er, you better go f** with somebody your own damn size
The pimp made his move, and thought he was fast
The f*ggot side-stepped him and kicked him in his a**
They fought all that night, and all the next day
That f*ggot kicked that pimp's a** in a hell of a way
Me myself I don't know how he survived
Came back to the projects more dead than alive
And the rapper, standin up on one of those tall a** project buildings
He said, DAMN somethin smells
He said, mister bada** pimp look live you've been through hell
As I told one of my hoes before you left
I should've kicked your a** my motherf**ing self