Lyrics:
Hot wax drippin'
Honey what do you say
I got a brand new record
That I gotta play
She says not now boy
But I did anyway
'Cause I'm ready, so
Stay wit a gun
Jack this fool
He a jackoff
Play wit yourself
Don't play
With her son
I gotta white bitch
She like to stay in the sun
If you ask her my
Imma burn this bitch up
White boy flow hot wax
Got that rap game like Jenga
Push it through try to stack
Yatzy rollin' roulette red black dice
and their pains
Put on them by the country and the state
White water Jack
She's got family on her back
Crossing through that river all night long
Trying
Chilling by myself thinking bout the bigger picture
Shop open I’m rolling like a swisher
She just gotta wax and its bald Derek Fisher
I just took my
a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides
the MC field
No respect in eighty-seven, eighty-eight you kneel
Cause I produce and get loose, when it's time to perform
Wax a sucker like Mop & Glow
known to be the master in the MC field
No respect in eighty-seven, eighty-eight you kneel
Cause I produce and get loose, when it's time to perform
Wax
Jack moves that's how we act when we team up
(Hey, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, chill out, nigga)
(Let the motherfucker pass us that blunt, nigga)
(They heard
Jack moves that's how we act when we team up
(Hey, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, chill out, nigga)
(Let the motherfucker pass us that blunt, nigga)
(They heard
style
static never had any so I'm packin a black
automatic pistol itchy by the C.I.A.
By the way, my display of rhymes that I will lay
down on wax
gotta say jack
'Cause they don't want it like that
Want it like that
Let's make a deal
Can't get no money, boy, cause you can't keep it real
You so fake,
streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Heavy traffic, one lane, everybody move
Two words, Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto
It's Duchess
(Shit)
Mmm mmm mmm
(Hot shit)
(Hot shit)
(On your top real quick)
Real shit
Real bitch
Big licks
Big hits (Aye aye)
(It's Duchess) No
streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Heavy traffic, one lane, everybody move
Two words, Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance
Go rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin' your brain like
much background in political
Science but this much I know: Attending
Rallies sponsored by 110-percent
Anti-Communist cultists
Or donning white sheets
Transportin' ki's in the all black Camero
50 G's on the seat, layin' next to my heat
I'm a Hot Boy to the police
And I'm a thug on the street
Yeah I score
with me!
I dont get by on all the traitors
I take my time to spit the flame so hot
Ive mastered rap thats not lucky
I RAP LIKE NO ONE OUT THERE CAN FUCK
challenging ourselves to
Better than we are white folks
Instead of driving-by using the "N" word
They will say:
(Look! Look at them! Oh! my God!
They're
a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance
Go rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin' your brain like a poisonous
a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance
Go rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin' your brain like a poisonous
The Fire is,
Burning from inside!
There is no Black and White!
Blinded by the light
Voices inside of me,
Screaming my name!
Wish for relief,
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