Post by haterkiller on May 14, 2005 9:00:31 GMT -5
[Intro]
Guess who's back...
Back again...
Hater's back...
Tell a friend...
[Chorus]
These bitches and these biters say i'm wack they cry and be grumblin'
Motherfucker come out here and face me on the streets don't be fuckin' mumble'n
You know that i'm watching your every step for you to be stumble'n
And when we rumble in the jungle it gon' be more than buildings crumbl'n
Ay yo I hear these motherfuckers talkin' but it's just bland noise
When I finally blow i'll get more close-ups than Jenna Jameson's sex toys
Man i'm on the edge I died down for a while but now i'm back
With a brand new mack and rap to get your head pushed back in your cap
Since i've been gone these bitches tried to scream and tried to holla
That I was wack and now i'm back they gettin hot under they colla
So yeah lets here you fuckin' faggots talk some shit again
Naw come on don't be scared is your fuckin' mission to conted
I'm heaven sent, i'll twist and bend these words you can't imagine
This magnum sends you into the sea in concrete boots so you don't fathom
Again for another sixteen years and by then your forgotten
The body's rotten' so there's no proof it looks like you was dressed in cotton
Nothin' outta the ordinary me and RJB are on the side
Grinnin' wise, GTP done warned you wouldnt let you slide
But since you died there ain't nobody wise to figure out the truth
And plus my raps are so hot they had to extinguish the booth
So oh well fuck that shit happens don't have a fuckin' spasm
In exchange for your wallet i'll give you your life back, cause I don't want 'em
And the truth is all this time I have been the one with fake raps
Naw i'm kidding it's Impakt who's gettin bitch slapped
[Chorus]
These bitches and these biters say i'm wack they cry and be grumblin'
Motherfucker come out here and face me on the streets don't be fuckin' mumble'n
You know that i'm watching your every step for you to be stumble'n
And when we rumble in the jungle it gon' be more than buildings crumbl'n
[Verse 2]
I spill ill fuckin' raps from every spit on every bar
And these faggots dare to try me and tell me I ain't up to par?
He gets the rap a fuckin sap and have his daddy send a mail TRUE!
To 2XL and warning that boy that if he raps again he'll sue?
What a puss, man fuck his toosh get your ass offa the proboards
My middle finger lingering and blaring at your face like a foghorn
Ayo step up to the plate to Hater come get annihalated
And after the fight is over you be out and exassperated
You say I rap but I ain't good, i'm the next fuckin Headleader
A bitch who palm reads ain't gotta be a fuckin mindreader
Now look deep in that rhyme and you might find a metaphor
Or you could just scream "fuck it" be a gangsta and slap a whore
I know what i'ma chose, and the choice ain't as tough
I can kill your body and your soul but it still ain't enough
And maniacs whose brains collapse are waiting at your door
These fag believed me when I said I was on a world tour
With 50 and Banks and Buck etcetra etcetra
My rhymes have you glued to the screen like the lesbo kiss from Carmen Electra
So try me motherfuckers cause i take an offensive stance
Because i'm back, fuck Iraq this is my restless advance
[Chorus]
These bitches and these biters say i'm wack they cry and be grumblin'
Motherfucker come out here and face me on the streets don't be fuckin' mumble'n
You know that i'm watching your every step for you to be stumble'n
And when we rumble in the jungle it gon' be more than buildings crumbl'n
[Repeat until fade out]
Guess who's back...
Back again...
Hater's back...
Tell a friend...
[Chorus]
These bitches and these biters say i'm wack they cry and be grumblin'
Motherfucker come out here and face me on the streets don't be fuckin' mumble'n
You know that i'm watching your every step for you to be stumble'n
And when we rumble in the jungle it gon' be more than buildings crumbl'n
Ay yo I hear these motherfuckers talkin' but it's just bland noise
When I finally blow i'll get more close-ups than Jenna Jameson's sex toys
Man i'm on the edge I died down for a while but now i'm back
With a brand new mack and rap to get your head pushed back in your cap
Since i've been gone these bitches tried to scream and tried to holla
That I was wack and now i'm back they gettin hot under they colla
So yeah lets here you fuckin' faggots talk some shit again
Naw come on don't be scared is your fuckin' mission to conted
I'm heaven sent, i'll twist and bend these words you can't imagine
This magnum sends you into the sea in concrete boots so you don't fathom
Again for another sixteen years and by then your forgotten
The body's rotten' so there's no proof it looks like you was dressed in cotton
Nothin' outta the ordinary me and RJB are on the side
Grinnin' wise, GTP done warned you wouldnt let you slide
But since you died there ain't nobody wise to figure out the truth
And plus my raps are so hot they had to extinguish the booth
So oh well fuck that shit happens don't have a fuckin' spasm
In exchange for your wallet i'll give you your life back, cause I don't want 'em
And the truth is all this time I have been the one with fake raps
Naw i'm kidding it's Impakt who's gettin bitch slapped
[Chorus]
These bitches and these biters say i'm wack they cry and be grumblin'
Motherfucker come out here and face me on the streets don't be fuckin' mumble'n
You know that i'm watching your every step for you to be stumble'n
And when we rumble in the jungle it gon' be more than buildings crumbl'n
[Verse 2]
I spill ill fuckin' raps from every spit on every bar
And these faggots dare to try me and tell me I ain't up to par?
He gets the rap a fuckin sap and have his daddy send a mail TRUE!
To 2XL and warning that boy that if he raps again he'll sue?
What a puss, man fuck his toosh get your ass offa the proboards
My middle finger lingering and blaring at your face like a foghorn
Ayo step up to the plate to Hater come get annihalated
And after the fight is over you be out and exassperated
You say I rap but I ain't good, i'm the next fuckin Headleader
A bitch who palm reads ain't gotta be a fuckin mindreader
Now look deep in that rhyme and you might find a metaphor
Or you could just scream "fuck it" be a gangsta and slap a whore
I know what i'ma chose, and the choice ain't as tough
I can kill your body and your soul but it still ain't enough
And maniacs whose brains collapse are waiting at your door
These fag believed me when I said I was on a world tour
With 50 and Banks and Buck etcetra etcetra
My rhymes have you glued to the screen like the lesbo kiss from Carmen Electra
So try me motherfuckers cause i take an offensive stance
Because i'm back, fuck Iraq this is my restless advance
[Chorus]
These bitches and these biters say i'm wack they cry and be grumblin'
Motherfucker come out here and face me on the streets don't be fuckin' mumble'n
You know that i'm watching your every step for you to be stumble'n
And when we rumble in the jungle it gon' be more than buildings crumbl'n
[Repeat until fade out]
