Kick it off with a record time, tie breaking lullaby, by then you'll sing it. Can you sing it? Hopes galore in 1985, before the starting line, but now
make a move that you'll regret Evil E's on the set, hit the deck Kick it Kick it Kick it Kick it You start to think and wonder bout how it's done "An
get decapitated Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head Then I'm have to take it And then after takin' that I'ma catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin' It
down to punish niggas daily Down to get off in your shit, bumpin' real hard like dicks How been it? Can't fuck with me, playa, a capital P Light that
it alright You got the answer And all the good times Will give you cancer Alright do it again Or maybe kill ourselves but live again With the lights off do it again Cause it
get decapitated Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head, then I'm have to take it And then after takin' that, I'ma catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin' It
3 years I know I didn't shit Matter of fact it ain't, it ain't been 3 years yet Well the takeover is coming I know you hear 'em coming It feel like '03
, wit cha bad self [Verse One: The Lady of Rage] I rock on with my bad self cause it's a must It's the Lady Of Rage still kickin up dust So umm, let
a real thug nigga and I love you too. Light up your swisha lil' nigga gon crank it up, you got your li Ghter and your liquor gon drank it up. Now swerve
Leave them with poker faces, red rag, pull it down so they know it's Jayceon, riding down Wilshire, 07 Charger, K&M Filter, high speed burning it up for
it don't matter (Nah it don't matter) Funky slices of beats like this comes once in a blue But it's not hard for me to chew So kick off your shoes and
with my Afro Puffs (Rage) Rock on, wit' cha bad self I rock on with my bad self 'cause it's a must It's The Lady Of Rage still kickin' up dust So mm
me Hip-hop's last hope like Obi Wan Kenobi Through your television I'm shinin' light like a train Comin out like earthworms when it rains Bringin' it
real thug nigga and I love you too. Light up your swisha lil' nigga gon crank it up, you got your li ghter and your liquor gon drank it up. Now swerve
a bass drum beater Mad high hatter Ensnare the snare with this here Choke the life out 'it Revive it and vitalize 'it Prop it up propper so you guys'll idolize it
