Punk rock, hip, and R&B Watch me blend it up like a daquiri It's why all the honey's be mackin' me Waitin' in the alley, sneak attackin' me Tearin off
what the mona lisa does to the frame Rid 'em and written, my rhymes are like rodeo I ain't kiddin', they jock my portfolio Played it wise, hit the studio Rock
you punks take your weak ass to school Be calm and cool don't be no fool I'm talkin north and northwestern, and central too K.c. and joyce we gonna rock
off of holidays Practice safe sex to prevent strange diseases Wear my hat, on one night skeezers I roll dice, but don't bet on the horses Punks take
please circle the violence Let me abolish this sh like Nat Turner Drop by Tom Warner, peace to my crooked cop killers With the six shooter while fake niggaz Getting drunk off
status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed. YoI'm saying that's not right. Step back punk you ain't got no place here... I'm the one they call Perm so
s getting him drunk, and he taking shots to the head Now he's laying stiff off in the bed, but no he's not really dead See that punk drunk and he passed
hit that little punk rock kid Aw shit, god damn, what's happening here? Damn helicopters And all I saw was some little skater kid come running by with
they taking all my grow lights Is it that dude tryin' to steal all my crops? Or could it be the one that sold the hydroponic rocks? Or is it that one
're the one, you're the one fly girl, You're the one, You're the one for me Said, you're the one, you're the one fly girl, You're the one, you're the
the one, you're the one fly girl You're the one, you're the one for me I said, you're the one, you're the one fly girl You're the one, you're the one
the wicked, right? No, bed no Rollin' with the punk rockers, I ain't lyin' Fake guns, fake bands, fake punk, I ain't buyin' Hit the road, all I know, rock
stick it [kuniva] Gotta get it I gotta give it to you non-stop Bombs drop lyrical warfare we onslaught Dead bodies rot We making your body rock Licking them off
over I told you once you dumb _ with a blunt That be pullin off the dope fiends selllin tha _ Get your ass kicked quicker then punts Im sick of you punks
for part of the year Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder this year No one's tryin to hear
clique is mad thick so don't slip (yeah) Cos mad nigga's throats gettin slit By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister You punk bitch, when
I see you sittin by the conductor Thinkin that I'm a nigga, you figure I wanna fuck ya Fuck there goes my beeper now these people think I'm slingin Rocks by
/wrap I think you Chubby for my man is living slack Yeah, I know your man, the biggest punk in school Selling devil rock to the fiends and the fools! With one hand that punk