Royce da 5'9" Verse: My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya Take your takeaway - show up before you perform Hit you in the knee with a bat and tell you to break a leg (Hee-hee) I got the kris kross laugh A very angry future, a pissed-off past Fuck hip-hop, I target it I will diss joe budden then diss, every legend that started it I'm, cuckoooooooooo! I don't need a hook for this one They say I'm kin to sinnin, yeah, I'm drama's twin That's right, I'm vicodin writin with a klonopin I love stanky hoes - I got a thang For keyshia cole momma man that show, should be "the frankie show" I think I need to get some motherfuckin sleep Every strand of hair on my balls is a bloodsuckin leech I be 'urlin while you hear - take your index finger Point it at your head and then twirl it 'round your ear I'm, cuckoooooooooo! Ha ha, I don't need a hook for this one! Joell Ortiz's Verse: Nope! mr. yowwa, yup, 'bout to go meat fishin And catch me a crevice, I'm back on the asscheek mission Fuck these petite women, I want me a sloppy hoe That pussy smell like talapio, call me sloppy joe I dig your eyes out, watch me though This is bullshit! all the coke don't fit, I need a scottie nose