Testi musica canzoni

Your lyrics are shitty,
like when I cop a squat,
who told you you can fuck
with the mighty Papa Doc,
for steppin' on this stage
I should've rocked your knot,
don't get too close
or you might get shot.
Yo nigga call your moma
and tell her come get ya,
and if she knew it
she could bring her midget pops with her.
I put a hole on your head like a 12 guage
lookin' like kriss-kross jiggity jump your ass on stage.
Cuz I'm a grown man
son I'll slaughter you,
make yo mom wish
that her fat ass aborted you.