[Verse 1]
Bust it
I want ya all to understand I'm down with NBC
I got so many styles that could wax a MC
I'm a kick a fresh rap and a plus I get dap
But the other MCs out here are so freakin' wack
So NBC will teach them, hey, we will teach them
NBC will teach them, hey, we will teach them
All about them sopps
Who think their ass down but don't get no props
What he is to Zee, he's a fucking nerve plucker
Wack mother...
Yeah yeah, you say you can beat Zee, you lie
I freak it on your clique with my shoes untied (Ha-ha-haa)
And you are just a never plucker
You're plucking my nerve, you wack mother...
I shot the motherfucking sheriff in Saharas
My lyrics go for seven years like broke mirrors
Zee be illin on civilians even children
Throwing biters off the roof of my buildin
The Outz like the Bush Babies, n***a
Cause "We run tings and tings nuh run WE!"
Nah, this urgent, someone call the surgeon
Zee wash the MC mouth out with detergent
I barbque avenues with mildews
And kill crews with the Jews up in Kalama-zoo
So hey hey hey, Zee going loco
I'm fat like Al without Bill Cos' on my vocal
And you can put your clique, anybody
Against Zee and watch me shit like on the potty
I freak the style that be too unheard
While punks like you keep on plucking my nerve
[Hook]
You are what I label as a nerve plucker
You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker
You are what I label as a nerve plucker
You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker
You are what I label as a nerve plucker
You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker
You are what I label as a nerve plucker
You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker

[Verse 2]
And bust it, the gangsta rappers kick the can
Because y'all don't got no work man, the man with hands, n***a
You need bullets, hurry up - RUN
'Fore Young Zee whip out his spank and shotgun
Damn, I watch gangsta backs for fun
Acting crazy with their gun like Attila the Hun
Zee 'bout, ummm, Zee gon' wait 'til all y'all come
And I guarantee you, son, I'm a knock out one
Yeah yeah, when I get swoll can't none of y'all hold me
I loop an oldie, and be The Mack like Goldie (Bus it)
And waving pistols is not necessary
I'll tell you straight up, none all y'all bitch n***as scare me
And if I slip and hear one n***a biting, I'm a set it
Making all y'all in this bitch start fighting (Uh-huh)
And you gon' get stomped to the curb
Cause that gangsta rap shit be plucking my nerve
[Hook]
You are what I label as a nerve plucker
You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker
You are what I label as a nerve plucker
You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker
You are what I label as a nerve plucker
You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker
You are what I label as a nerve plucker
You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker

[Verse 3]
Ha-ha! Ohhhhhhhh child
MCs is getting real cheesier
Ohhhhhhhh
MCs getting cornier, so I umm
I do rappers like a Box and Pop
Like body blow, uppercut, KNOCK HIM OUT!
The fast ones that flip they tongues
The crossover sellouts that's out for funds
And umm, the shook ones that quick to run
The gangsta rap liars talking 'bout they gun
All of them, yeah yeah, it's absurd
All y'all motherfuckers be plucking my nerves

[Outro]
I thought I oughta tell you
You're plucking my nerves
I thought I oughta tell you
You're plucking my nerves
I thought I oughta tell you
You're plucking my nerves
I thought I oughta tell you
You're plucking my nerves
You MC su...