文本歌词

Ha ha
Now now now unh
Professional 2 sh*t what
Staten Island up
In this muthaf**ka
Mr Meth
Rep rep rep rep rep rep
For the cause
Wu-Tang Killa Beez
Forever my ni**as
Yeah we put our draws in it
Clue
Ni**as is like
my God not you
Yes I'm in the flesh like
Hollow head's through your vest
No contest
M E -Eth Man's obsessed
With sex dr*gs and rock & roll
New tecs and Calicos
Word has it we move
Mathematic on rappers
Who don't add up you get broke
Battered and slapped up
Eight million stories in the nekkid
Call yo man Method
Straight guerrilla iller ni**a
Kill a murder record
My verbal shooter does it to you
The 16-bar Ruger
Busting yo funky d**e maneuvers
But I'm not ya Super Lover Cee
I'm the Super Sperm
Splash it on your skin rub
It in like it's Lubriderm
Ten out of ten I'll be the
Men of all men I mean the
Creme de la creme a schemer
Sippin' on 'Gnac and Zima
True professional two
Now that Bush is President
Ni**a we all through
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
Why I keep on ducking under
The bed when I hear thunder
Cause I ain't crazy
I say sh*t that's crazy to crazy people
To make 'em believe I'm crazy
So they can relate to me
And maybe believe in Shady
So they can be evil baby
I like that I'm only as crazy
As people made me
Believe me there'll be just
As many motherf**kin' murderers
And h****n users
Without Marilyn's music
But I figure I make my music
I don't care if you use it
To murder somebody
I just wanna be there when you do it
Now the parents are suing
Cause little Darren is screwing
Karen and Susan cause
I told him to do it on Clue's new sh*t
Now it's all ruined
The whole world is f**ked up
Cause of me
Two 12-year-old girls is knocked up
My attitude's it
Like Pac's was at one point
Wanna come join pick up
A Glock and just point
Now everybody's killing
Everybody and everybody's bloody
And I'm just laughing like it's funny
Cause I don't really give a sh*t
About no-motherf**kin'-body
I'm so motherf**kin' nutty
I don't give a f**k about nothing
My wrist is water and freeze
And mix this is
Audio Jesus the repent sh*t gets big
Keep it sharp like knife
In a pop device
So you gotta let it bump
I came from a hard knock life
They say this kid be rude
Like this can't be true
I suck my own d*ck like
If I had a rib removed
Vampire sun go down
I'm still wyling
Bullets travel through the air
In the night like Phil Collins
Rock City baby knife
Through your throat 'til you're broke
Rise from the underground
Like sewer smoke
It's all shifty
I got all-a my dogs wit' me
And they all rich
And still all-a they palms itchy
We'll pump
Rumble over birds jungle urge
Walking like we talking drunk
While we stumble over words
Clue *inhale* Duro
*inhale* Slim *inhale* Meth *inhale*
Five *inhale* Nine
*inhale* Hold up *inhale* breath
It's just Mr Meth and DJ Clue
I ain't crazy
I just do what the beats say do
It's just Slim Shady and DJ Clue
I ain't evil
I just do what the beats say do
Royce 5-9 and DJ Clue
I ain't bad
I just do what the beats say do