[Intro: Slaine & Esoteric]
Olde English Part 2
Yeah
It's been a minute, Eso'
Haha, no doubt, it's crazy, man
Let's let these motherfuckers know from the get go
Yeah
That was like 2005
Uh-huh, now it's 2010, wow
But now we get alive, let's do it back like this
Check it out
Yo, set it off

[Verse: Slaine & Esoteric]
I spent a minute in this game, now my attitude's pissier
Ever since this bitch missy gave me chlamydia
My drug habit got worse, my life got shittier
Knife got bloodier, my wife got nuttier
I wish I could get rid of her, 'stead I had a kid with her
What? You think I'm joking, my brother? I'm not kidding ya
Yo I think my life got crazier, I had a son named Xavier
My wife went into labour and you shoulda seen her labia
Maybe I lost my mind, switched up my behaviour
I just want a meal, I don't wanna spend a day with her
Walking through the arboretum with my lavish lady
A boombox on my shoulder, turning up my radio
But what else would I play to ya? This hardcore rough shit
The "Who the fuck are you? Stupid bitch, you could suck dick"
Yo, chill, this shit's hot, I don't wanna interrupt it
We walking with our kids, I don't wanna corrupt it
Sea', you acting all Catholic and I've had enough of it
I got a half-a-blunt, dawg, I think you should puff this shit
Yo, I don't need that, fuck, where the weed at?
Where your seed at? He's running up the tree, black
Don't call me black, Sea', I'm a honkey
And stop talking like a wigga, you sound like a donkey
Dawg, do your laundry, you smell like a monkey
You can't wear that long sleeve shit to [?]
Yeah, I knew you would be sensitive with your response, B
Let's go down to centerfolds and look at your auntie
Come on, B, where's your mother at? She's raunchy
Blondie, blowing up my phone, you know she wants me
That's corny and now you're resorting to mother jokes
I'ma drop my son off and go pick up some other coke

[Outro: Slaine & Esoteric]
Fucking coke
Or smoke
Yeah, yo, Eso', listen man
What up? What up?
I gotta tell you something, man
Okay
Next time you see my wife walking in the arboretum 'n' shit with my son and you're with your son and you with your wife 'n' shit
Yeah?
Just walk the other way, man
I don't want my wife knowing nothing about nothing about nothing about nobody
Got that
I try to keep her in the house as much as I can, alright?
You got that
I mean, for real is for real and real is for real and we can all crack jokes about everybody else's shit
But what? But yo...
What?
Leave my wife alone, just leave my wife alone
Just leave my wife alone
Just leave my wife alone, just leave my wife alone
Hahaha, you crazy, Slaine
Slaine and Seamus Ryan, straight out the insane asylum
You made of [?], we made of iron