Wax - Wax spits Fury Yet Again! lyrics

[Verse] I'm a cracker a** cracker that'll smack a wack rapper 'Till his hat is a**-backwards, and his face is f**ed A cheesy a** white who's decent at rap fights As recent as last night, I disgraced an' ducked A crazy type cat so don't play me like that 'Cuz maybe I might snap, on some psycho sh** Yes! Pyscho indeed, with a light growing weed Hydroponic micro machines, on some Tyco sh** I'm a balling a** fool that'll call your a** foolin' Like, Paula Abdul, tell you straight up I'm hot I'm just a—vocal batt-ler, who could be at the local tavern Or globally traveling I can't stay in one spot We them rappers who stay ripping sh** Who happen to play instruments as well What the hell, we do various tasks I'm such a—gritty spitter, treating rappers like kitty litter I use you as a sh**ter, then I bury ya a** I'm that Rolling Stone popper that holds the chrome proper Roaming known dro coppa, international seeds I'm that importer, exporter, send quarters, get quarters, tradesmen Blazing on sax an' them tweeds! I be that unknown nobody, so gully, flow nutty, no money I just f**ing rap cuz the sh**'s fun! The deadly whi-pper snapper Steadily-ripping-up-rappers Better-be-getting-them-clappers 'Cuz the only way to beat me is, with guns I'm gifted, I'm lifted, I spit sh** that's wicked and vivid Ridiculous spittin' I could do it for hours, yo -- The stamina's bananas, you bamas can't handle this Scandalous grammar, yo, watch your crew get devoured, wow! And I don't give a f** if it's meaningless; Saying dumb sh** to the beat, beotch I fiend for this I sense squeamishness On behalf of ya little baby girl team BIG WAX, the world screamed IN SHOCK! When my hits came out Cuz they ain't seen a cracker this flavorful since Rittz came out! And they hating cuz my clique's getting its name out While they try an' figure out how to get the sh** stain out They reputation, I stand by ready and patient Pounce out and horrify you like I'm Freddy-and-Jason, in fact! It's so lethal when I spit at these people That they just cast me as the lead in the next Saw sequel Tall people feel short—when I spit for sport; On ya face like different sorts of zits and warts I'm sipping quarts of Jager, with all sorts of flavor East coast cat, now run Cali like Schwarzenegger, yea! I Slam Dunk on you crazy chumps; f** ya chick after she made me lunch Skeet skeet on them lady lumps So many, of my kids on her f**ing face sh** reminds of the Brady Bunch, wow! I'm guess I'm always buck wiling; Big Wax, motherf**er, loud never silent Clever rhyming, better-than-ever timing I'm specialist, make this rap sh** seem effortless I'm sick and tired of these whiny-a** bamas Little tykes go home to ya mamas Ya late for ya curfew, I may have to have to hurt you WAX, I spit sick, like them Asians with bird flu! Put ya mask on, Wax is on These wack songs they get back to norm We strapped bombs on our chest -- And run into the station on a hijack Turn the music industry to motherf**ing I-raq! Blowing up, Jihad-ing the game, rap's Saddam Hussein Oh my f**ing god I'm insane, I just Spit fury till my vision turn blurry So sit back, relax, while I make his-tory, yo! World life, I'm absurdly trife, I burn mics Head turns like Jersey 'pike, it's Big Wax With that hot sh** that ya lust for Send a demolition crew over to Mount Rushmore And have 'em blow it up, and replace it With a big-a** statue of my face kid! 'Cuz I'm a landmark, you a damn mark Say my name three times and end up, with the sand sharks! Mister Lover making all the fly b**hes stutter Cuz Wax ain't afraid to go Down like System-of-A Tell ya sister/mother dunny I'm about this Wax, I put my motherf**ing money where my mouth is! That's why I'm so hungry, 'cuz I got no money But I won't stop 'till I'm on top like Tony Dungy! But 'till then? I re-main a lab rat It's that's more-talented-than-you dude you mad at And every crap cat, wanna take a stab at Me and Herbal's formulas, but I'm warning ya: Leave the practice alone, you can't achieve this Sk**s like these was developed in the fetus! It's in the genetical data contained, it's in the cells, in the blood Circulating in our veins, which allows us to create and recreate in our brains And you just can't f**ing do it! So ya'll haters ashamed, I'm saying! It sounds strange people thinking I seem high Crazy people are off it, labeled as It sounds strange, people like Wax, you seem high Me and Herbal T be the musical genii -- why? 'Cuz our style is different from yours And you ain't really never heard this type of spittin' before We keep spittin' till you sh**tin' ya drawers Keep spittin' some more, till there's nothing but piss and sh** on the floor They're like: Caution! Wet FLOOR, I bet YOU'RE Ready to EX-PLORE, a new career path, get YOUR Resumes together get the never-say-never Rapping's OK, whatever, but you'll like telemarketing way better! The uniqueness, leaves you speechless, we do freak dance Like B-More b**hes up at the Preakness! Cuz me and Herbs we got that crazy ish And if you want some more of this, you gon' pay me BIIIITCH! You want some more, you can pay me b**h Big Wax, Herbal T, got that crazy ish...