"Mike "Crazy Neck" Sims - Final Frontier lyrics

[Intro: DJ Bobcat] Hey, hey Ren, hey check this out loc Hey man I've been hearing a gang of n***as Talking a whole lot of unnecessary bullsh** man What if one of them trick a** n***as Come at you the wrong way, loc? [Verse 1] I'll beat a n***a's a** on this track just for the hell of it There the motherf**ing piece of p**y there's no tell of it I don't give a damn I'll beat a n***a like he stole something And then I'll let the motherf**er know where Ren is coming from (Where you from, loc?) I'm from Compton, everybody's on the wagon I'm looking for n***as that's thinking That they're the sh**, that's who I'm tagging Never asking questions I just go right in and do it And if you're thinking that you can f** with Ren You b**h already blew it Like I said before, fools want up in my shoes But after f**ing with me They giving up rapping and singing the blues Me and DJ Train dropping bombs like a B-2 So you should get the picture or if not, you get a preview That we don't take no sh** Cause MC Ren ain't a n***a that you wanna try and f** with Kick a little a** in my spare time To keep myself occupied when I'm not busting up a rhyme Writing that sh** that ya love to hear Cause MC Ren is the final frontier [Hook] (x2) (Who is it?) The black n***a that they call Ren (Who is it?) The black n***a that they call Ren (Who is it?) The black n***a that they call Ren You f** with me, you gotta f** with a Mac-10 [Verse 2] Now throw your hands in the air and let me see ya slap a ho Start the violence going on through an MC Ren show I don't give a f** if n***as is fighting in the crowd I only got one concern, that's my vocals pumping loud I'm standing on the stage I got my n***as to my right I bust a couple of verses Then jump in the crowd and get with the fight I hit a n***a off in the head with a chair The reason for that, the motherf**er he was standing there Then DJ Train will grab the gauge - just in case a motherf**er Talks sh**; he'll be the victim on the front page He's on his way to the morgue - to kick it with the rest Of them motherf**ers that I gave free room and board So when you at my show Let me see ya throw your hands up in the air and slap a ho Cause that's the only noise I wanna hear Cause MC Ren is the final frontier [Hook] (x2) (Who is it?) The black n***a that they call Ren (Who is it?) The black n***a that they call Ren (Who is it?) The black n***a that they call Ren You f** with me, you gotta f** with a Mac-10 [Verse 3] The final frontier makes the average n***a wonder Why they do a couple of records and then they go up under Try to copy Ren but Ren just can't be duplicated Motherf**ers making p**y sh** so I come in and fade it Slap the n***as like b**hes if they have to talk back Put my foot so deep in their a** they have a hole and not a crack The sh** just makes a n***a laugh, cause n***as be coming to me Asking me why did I leave size 10 Nike in their a** I tell them I had to do it was part of the plan To try to stop the fools jacking off by the hand Putting wack records in the make By using R&B f**ing singers in the god damn breaks Trying to go commercial but they started out street That's reason why they're still drivin in their two feet Thinking they can diss Ren's flow, but singing and dancing Don't go with the format that I be using in my show It's just hardcore n***as acting crazy on the stage Wearing gangsta clothes yo and spitting on the hoes Doing that sh** that ya love to hear Cause MC Ren is the final frontier [Hook] (x2) (Who is it?) The black n***a that they call Ren (Who is it?) The black n***a that they call Ren (Who is it?) The black n***a that they call Ren You f** with me, you gotta f** with a Mac-10