[Verse 1]
I’m not violent when it comes to my songs
I’m Chinese, so I’m goin' “Ching Chong”
Let’s all laugh at a racist comment
Mumble raps makes me want to vomit
Nowadays, everybody’s pointing a gun
Let’s go to the park and have some fun
The police are after me, so, I gotta run
After I record this rap, I’m almost done
I am the best, the one with the hairy chest
I brush my teeth with Crest, and I never rest
My pistol only has twelve bullets
See me goin' fast at the motherfuckin' fullest
Gonna shoot them with my assault rifle
I am feelin' really homicidal
People say there’s a problem with me
Well, no problem, I have to agree
Tearin' this beat up into shreds
All of these girls are [givin' me head]
To be honest, I’m running out of rhymes
So I better go and beat the chimes — I don’t know

[Hook]
I’ll flip you around just like you’re Kris Kross
Yeah, you know I’m definitely the boss
Gonna shoot you with my gun, which is considered violent
I’m gonna choke you, turn your face purple just like violet
You have no business being in this hood
If you leave now it’ll all be good
You’re gonna cry, so you need some tissues
Wait until this album twenty years gets a reissue
[Verse 2]
All these gangsta rappers, talkin' about women
I play the game, I am the one winnin'
Got number one out of everybody
Nobody knows this but I am a hottie
Everybody seems to disagree
I don’t know why they don’t agree with me
I am a cutie
Isn’t it clear to see?
I commit violence
You know that isn’t good
But, every single time I get up in the hood
Nothing goes what I expected
You know that I’m gonna be well-rested
After I go and get jumped on by a couple of—

[Interlude]
Violence, violence, violence, violence
Violence is not the answer
Shootin' heads and shit since day one
Unless if you’re funny
Then of course it counts, brotha

[Hook]
I’ll flip you around just like you’re Kris Kross
Yeah, you know I’m definitely the boss
Gonna shoot you with my gun, which is considered violent
I’m gonna choke you, turn your face purple just like violet
You have no business being in this hood
If you leave now it’ll all be good
You’re gonna cry, so you need some tissues
Wait until this album twenty years gets a reissue