Dj Quik - Fire & Brimstone lyrics

You're going to like this I don't give a f** about you, you, her, him That b**h, that n***a, y'all, them p**y clot laws bleeding out y'all trim 'Bout to fill ya cup up to the rim with brimstone f** yo Grammy Stick the bell part up ya a**, call ya mammy I don't need ya love, muthaf**a, god damn he Critics wanna slam me Put me in a jam 'til I come back with the jammy Blaow Knock your whole car window out 'Til ya eyes white out, b**h, lights out Got you dead on arrival At your service on Saturday, your whole family carry bibles I got the whole building nervous They turn around and see me walk up in the service I wrote your eulogy on toilet paper, right out in the rain n***as got nerve, well, I'm your Novocain Uh This is fire and brimstone, uh k** you with fire and brimstone, uh This is fire and brimstone, uh Hold up I'm a Mercedes man, a late 80's man I guess you could call me the perennial ladies man Got some really rich friends And they all really like me 'cause I really pitch trims Sometimes when I'm bored I kick it with dumb folk They all really hate me like rottening egg yolks I love to rub it in because I'm not a proper fit For your world of bullsh** You miserable mutt minds flawed by design You'll never have the temperament To experiment with the benevolent You're irrelevant It should be your job to shovel sh** You need to cultivate and develop it Get in the manure business and sell of it Good luck, trick I'm a precious stone wrapped in parchment paper Round brilliant cut shootin' Meister Jager A dignitary, you're a lowly beggar Why don't you pull your plug, you stupid n***a? This is fire and brimstone, uh This is fire and brimstone, uh This is fire and brimstone, ow If your steering wheel is not wrapped in wood Then you don't have the touch So you will never feel it 'cause you denigrate too much Who are you to judge, who are you to critique? Who are you to falsify my presence? I am unique So you can keep your 20 dollars You ain't gotta buy my CD, muthaf**a, not a problem That's why I'm a recluse, not the one you set loose Muthaf**as in this game, use my name to get juice Say it, David Blake, a maven, amazing Brighter than the forest when it's blazing Asteroid, past the void, keep it pushing, that a boy Gotta get it hotter than oven cooking, that's a joy For these last four bars I take it easy But you still a muthaf**a and you're cheesy Don't trust your memory Write down what you feel about me If yo head ain't rocking back and and forth then doubt me Uh This is fire and brimstone, uh I give you fire and brimstone, uh This is fire and brimstone, uh You can drink that from the bottle of hair dye, yum Sulfur 8 in your mouth like yum Sulfur 8 in your mouth