After pissy allyway, decided to burn
Heroin addicts in the rats the size of small children
Chilling with his snaky ass dirty ham ho
Fat wigger blind chick grinding me, giving me a lapdance to Luchini Camp Lo
My ex-girl mama uses to call me white Sambo
I’m like, bitch, I’m an artist, call me Vincent Van Gogh
I get Louis Farrakhan dating a platinum blonde
I get skinheads bowing to Mecca and praying to Islam
I can’t afford Dre’s beats or a Timbaland track
But I can rip any rapper with just a kick and a handclap
I punch fans, I punch kids, I punch females, I punch cops
I spit punchlines, I don’t need to punch clocks
Hip hop, I’m the verbal resurrection
You a sell-out, take them tight pants off and take the gerbil out your rectum
How you gone flip the script without having a premise?
I’m a hooligan like James with Alan The Chemist
You could get your teeth tooken out without having a dentist
I’m a white man dingo, the white black African menace
My background dancers are both wack
Drunk as shit doing the Pee-wee, they look like Josky Love on crack
Do it
Welcome to the fun house
The fun house
La-di-da-di, we like to party
We don’t cause trouble and we don’t bother nobody