1-800-PAIN
RESIDENTIAL*

[Lyrics from Snippet]

[Intro]
Feel the need
Anywhere
Everybody could copy what we did
Now, it's tough
Two years later you competing against yourself
Instead of complaining
"Ahh yeah them guys, they stole my music"
Motherfucker, make up some new shit
If they in 1992, leave 'em in 1992
Sometimes you'll go too far forward and can't nobody catch up
So you just leave it just like a landmine
Just leave it there, somebody'll step on it sooner or later

[Chorus]
Sitting pretty in your bitch's residential
Ain’t shit sweet, ‘bout to off the presidеntial
Brand new Air Force Ones
Bitch, I’m so prеsidential
I might drop some bombs on your fucking residential
Doing war crimes in your fucking residential
Got napalm in the block, yeah, that’s essential
I might start some shit up
‘Cause I love the drama
I’m putting numbers on the board like ’08 Obama
[Verse]
What you- What you doing?
Yeah, exactly, exactly
I feel like Paul Atreides
I ran out Arrakis, Arrakis
Baby hold it firm, when you rock the word
Gun got a hair trigger, choppa got a perm

[Chorus]
Sitting pretty in your bitch's residential
Ain’t shit sweet, ‘bout to off the presidential
Brand new Air Force Ones
Bitch, I’m so presidential
I might drop some bombs on your fucking residential
Doing war crimes in your fucking residential