[Intro]
All of the beats were provided by Shawn Kemp
Came out, came out a city where they sleep on you
Like you got boxsprings, pillows and sheets on you
Came out, came out a city where they sleep on you
Like you got boxsprings, pillows and sheets on you
And now I’m getting money on you n***as
You damn right I’m makin funny towards some n***as
You damn right I spit a lungie on you n***as
I ride for my n***as, fuck you other n***as

[Verse 1: Nickelus F]
Yo, hand on the bible, I better confess
I’m off the chain like my pops was in ‘76
Turned down straight dimes you would never reject
‘Cause I be that motherfucker, Oedipus Rex
Now come buy a fight with a volcano
You new to this you stupid bitch
I’m mount Vesuvius, you better not move a lick
I’m super quick so they think I’m here to race somebody
Nah, bitch I’m here to erase somebody
Broke ass can’t even afford to stay on tempo
Broke ass can’t even afford the Ford Tempo
Broke ass can’t even afford to stay focused
Your broke ass can’t even afford the Ford Focus
I flow with motion on these n***as in the backpedal
You ready to wife your first dime? Shit, I had several
N***as hatin' on that BBN
Would rather see themselves lose than to see me win
Beep beep, my friend, you faggots is in the way
Cro-Magnon man, I’ll drag you into a cave
Aye I’m carnivorous, leave you to remember this
I’m like universal ass whoopins', get distributed
Check it, you ain’t gotta come pay me homage
I was out slangin' dimes just cause momma wasn’t makin' dollars
Huggin' on the trees like I relate to koalas
And the white girls be on me like Jonathan Taylor Thomas
So even if I’m getting paid bi-weekly
New clothes and shoes, I buy weekly
[Verse 2: Lil Ugly Mane]
Study my rap task force, circus-maximus-lavish-like
Petey pass the mic
I’m like a magnet for these raspy-talkin static types
Waxing’s how I pass the time
Act like savages but SCATTER when I rap this line
Corporation to mastermind
Wrote records and pimped ‘em
Watch ‘em throw their backs out for anything that glistens
Wind up gettin' their heart cut out and act surprised that they victims
You ain’t recognizing the virus you just medicate the symptoms
I'm from the trash, I don’t think about the past
Thought about the future, all I wanna do is laugh
I’m the paper with faces that controls your obsessions
I’m the vapor escaping from the soul I’m possessing
Effervescence, I’m the caper you got popped on and didn't learn no lessons
I spit it till the snot gone plus my lunch and breakfast
Get out my presence you completely disgust me, Petey ‘n’ Ugly
Only heaven above me is the cloud out the dutchie
I like that pop when the record dusty
Even more I like that pop when it hits you abruptly