One for the tremble.
Two for the bass
Three get ready, let's rock this place!
Jumping out the cock pit
On my rock ship
Stocked with the hot s**t
All you high pitched bushwick bandits
f****d up
Cause my ship just landed
I'm cracking them bones
Cracking them high-hats
Straight to the dome
With the modified
Flex double feature
Came here to eat ya
After I teach ya
You can never make it
Or escape from my snake pit
Pure venom to eliminate fake s**t.
Hissin', pissin' blood
Two more fangs in the necks of you lifeless thugs.
No way I'm gonna sit back
I'm gonna cut the chit-chat
Break off your kit kat
Suckers can't seem to get
Then this attack
I'ma showin' up
To take you to your motherfuckin...
