[dr. dooom]
Yo, fuck octagon!
Dont ask me about that fuckin shit
Fuckin ask me about that fuckin shit again!!
I aint doin that type of shit (I aint doin that shit)
You motherfuckers think Im crazy right? (yeah you crazy)
I know, but I am..
I have to show niggaz, word g, I have to blow niggaz
Tech 9s, carbines, pointin in your fuckin faces
Thirty-eight magnum butcher knife man, watch me stab em
Q his kid left there, with ambulances, by the wheelchair
Dangerous action, Im the movie, Im the main attraction
Fuck up your front lawn with m&ms, jiffy popcorn
Piss in your mailbox, throw shitty pampers every two blocks
Cut up your great dane, with charcoal out, leavin great flame
You fuckin bastard, dont fuck with me, you gettin blasted
Niggaz get fucked up, you black niggaz are actin white
Your rolex gone, my projects on your airplane flights
First time you check out, baggage claim will throw your neck out
Cut off your bodyguards, fast start with razor scars
Come grab the submachines, joe step to seminars
Niggaz with diamonds, armed crackheads, clock yall rhymin
Take your girls necklace, stare at the cops, lookin reckless
Ass on the corner, think you safe workin at warner brothers?
Polygram building heard some shots, they want me to chill then
Security ran, russell simmons saw me in a black van
I ran the tight intersection, and caught a big erection
Spinnin on 3rd, lexington, through the fuckin red
Im in manhattan, naked wigs, on my fuckin head
Streets full of traffic, drive on sidewalks, thats my habits
