[Intro: Kool Keith]

One, two!

Caught you motherfuckers in the studio

You know

This ain't Julio

Fuck around

You smokin' the cooty though

[Verse: Kool Keith]

Fuck you niggas with sports shirts

You niggas rap the worst

I piss and take a shit on your verse

In front of your family, stick my cock in your nurse

You better buy the ass

Stop tryin' to get the pussy first

Cornballs in Symphony Hall, I stand proud and tall

Look at your wife, the bitch is trife

Face like a grey mice

I rock the sheepskin, take a picture of me twice

Suck my dick, congratulate me like LL and Slick Rick

Fuck the movie flicks

Buy your girl a jersey, some Yankees tix

Your phony-ass DJ let the gorilla mix

Whip his ass when he come home at 6:00

Yo, bring some girls, no cock and dicks

Get your heroin, I got your fix

That's the mansion

Your favorite stars' naked flicks

Let you cheat like Eric Bonet

Pull my dick out, fuck Halle Berry and Renee

Most of you cats like the men, y'all look the other way

Leave your girl shittin' on the toilet

Walkin' the one-way

The peanut butter way

You hang with them pissy asses

Girls with deceivin' looks and masks-es

I'm the type of guy to shit on your Armani glasses

You know, you buy the case by the pound

Look at your motherfuckin pie face

Look at you turn 'round

Go put on your fuckin cap and gown

I'll let you get on stage

I'll watch you try to fuckin' get down

Yo, I'm in this motherfuckin piece

I'm in this motherfucker to release

You niggas know the shit

You niggas know who's legit

Fuck around, I'll look at you and look at you

And make you have those big tits

Fuck around, your face full of zits

Look around, you can't rap, you the fuckin pits

I hate this shit, you fake in this shit

You ain't takin this shit

You ain't doin nothin'

You ain't earthquakin this shit

Look around, you know you cats how you sound

Fuck the sports gear

Fuck the game

Fuck the shit, yo

I put you to shame

You won't even know your motherfuckin name

After I finish wit'chu, I'll end the spinach wit' you

I'll put innings to you

Fuck around, make the game

And I'll bring the linens to you

You can't dress for shit, you won't test for shit

You ain't the best for shit

Fuck you!