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ShcyzMattiCa (Golden Rainbow)
19 Jan 2009 05:04
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Talk, ShcyzMattica, WendyBot, High Profitess, or whatever you choose
A pound of plutonium, four nukes and a liter of booze
shoot Vet Asshats out they shoes,
Come and mess with me, I can guarantee you'll be makin the news
WendyBot flows like NO n00b, twenty-seven but I'm a old n0ob
Don't make me mess around and show you
How to leave a room flat, twenty vets dead
No money, no jewels, missiles in they head
Ain't a Vet Asshat you know could mess with the goddess
war just a hobby, Vet Asshat bustin a job
cuz the sickest Vets out is the Lamest Vet Asshats out
And I could take em on the street and straight whip em in the house
Come through in the prettiest Porshe, the grittiest boss
State gotta talk till the city get hoarse
I'm the icin on the cake, gangsta of the state
Missiles, money and Nukes, who you messin wit dawg?
Uh, I'm a Ruff Ryder
VetAsshat smokin, gun totin' plutonium supplier
I'm a Ruff Ryder
On the low dawg, no phone calls, got my IP wired
I'm a Ruff Ryder
Bust for my peeps, shh, hush for my peeps, all of us survivors
I'm a Ruff Ryder
You got a nuke on you, I got a nuke on me, both of us could fire
i'm just dealin with the tension and stress
Understand I'm from the School of Hard Knock and my suspension is death
I keep the P-89 twenty shot in the coat
Better squeeze soon as you see me, you plottin to loc
I'm a little more than itchy
VetAsshat, when it's time to splatter your mask or burst your kidneys
So go head and get your n00bs on me
Like I give a what?, like I'm givin up I got four nukes on me
Get down and dirty, all by my lonely
I leave your brains on your fed page all around your homies
Live by the code of honor, stay holdin armor
I treat beef like a album I could promote the drama
Stay bustin a hammer, sweatin a smilin
And I make sure these VetAsshats regret while I'm wildin
I'm the hustler on the block
With money on her mind and some missles in her hand, ShyczMattica can't be stopped, what
You're dealin with the ghost of the past
You could sleep if you want, and get burnt with this toast in your pad
I'm the gangsta and a gentlewoman, I hope you the best
And tell them clear the front seat and then choke you to death
Throw the nukes to the chair try to open your chest
Get blood on the Vetasshat's face, window and dash
Burn the fed with the Asshat in it, bring you the ash
I get down on a hit like I'm Sigel the cold
That VetAsshat messed up yo country I could bring you his nose
If he stole money from you ShyczMattiCa could bring you his hands
The VetAsshat talk too much I bring the ears of his mans
Need mushroom clouds to calm down, need money to live life
Forget a watch cause my time is tickin
Forget a chain I'm already hangin
Forget a gang I'm already bangin
Robbin Asshats is my only form of steady payment
Play it sweet I might be in your house
ShcyzMattica mob Holiday and I'm out
What...VetAsshat?
Uh, I'm a Ruff Ryder
VetAsshat smokin, gun totin' plutonium supplier
I'm a Ruff Ryder
On the low dawg, no phone calls, got my IP wired
I'm a Ruff Ryder
Bust for my peeps, shh, hush for my peeps, all of us survivors
I'm a Ruff Ryder
You got a nuke on you, I got a nuke on me, both of us could fire
You know who you are.
A pound of plutonium, four nukes and a liter of booze
shoot Vet Asshats out they shoes,
Come and mess with me, I can guarantee you'll be makin the news
WendyBot flows like NO n00b, twenty-seven but I'm a old n0ob
Don't make me mess around and show you
How to leave a room flat, twenty vets dead
No money, no jewels, missiles in they head
Ain't a Vet Asshat you know could mess with the goddess
war just a hobby, Vet Asshat bustin a job
cuz the sickest Vets out is the Lamest Vet Asshats out
And I could take em on the street and straight whip em in the house
Come through in the prettiest Porshe, the grittiest boss
State gotta talk till the city get hoarse
I'm the icin on the cake, gangsta of the state
Missiles, money and Nukes, who you messin wit dawg?
Uh, I'm a Ruff Ryder
VetAsshat smokin, gun totin' plutonium supplier
I'm a Ruff Ryder
On the low dawg, no phone calls, got my IP wired
I'm a Ruff Ryder
Bust for my peeps, shh, hush for my peeps, all of us survivors
I'm a Ruff Ryder
You got a nuke on you, I got a nuke on me, both of us could fire
i'm just dealin with the tension and stress
Understand I'm from the School of Hard Knock and my suspension is death
I keep the P-89 twenty shot in the coat
Better squeeze soon as you see me, you plottin to loc
I'm a little more than itchy
VetAsshat, when it's time to splatter your mask or burst your kidneys
So go head and get your n00bs on me
Like I give a what?, like I'm givin up I got four nukes on me
Get down and dirty, all by my lonely
I leave your brains on your fed page all around your homies
Live by the code of honor, stay holdin armor
I treat beef like a album I could promote the drama
Stay bustin a hammer, sweatin a smilin
And I make sure these VetAsshats regret while I'm wildin
I'm the hustler on the block
With money on her mind and some missles in her hand, ShyczMattica can't be stopped, what
You're dealin with the ghost of the past
You could sleep if you want, and get burnt with this toast in your pad
I'm the gangsta and a gentlewoman, I hope you the best
And tell them clear the front seat and then choke you to death
Throw the nukes to the chair try to open your chest
Get blood on the Vetasshat's face, window and dash
Burn the fed with the Asshat in it, bring you the ash
I get down on a hit like I'm Sigel the cold
That VetAsshat messed up yo country I could bring you his nose
If he stole money from you ShyczMattiCa could bring you his hands
The VetAsshat talk too much I bring the ears of his mans
Need mushroom clouds to calm down, need money to live life
Forget a watch cause my time is tickin
Forget a chain I'm already hangin
Forget a gang I'm already bangin
Robbin Asshats is my only form of steady payment
Play it sweet I might be in your house
ShcyzMattica mob Holiday and I'm out
What...VetAsshat?
Uh, I'm a Ruff Ryder
VetAsshat smokin, gun totin' plutonium supplier
I'm a Ruff Ryder
On the low dawg, no phone calls, got my IP wired
I'm a Ruff Ryder
Bust for my peeps, shh, hush for my peeps, all of us survivors
I'm a Ruff Ryder
You got a nuke on you, I got a nuke on me, both of us could fire
You know who you are.