Noorotic

Y'all motherfuckers buckle y'all motherfuckin' seatbelts If you need to get high there's a mask and shit in the overhead compartment I can't tell y'all what the weather's like 'cause my radio's fucked up And if we should experience any type of motor difficulty Don't panic take one more hit off the oxygen mask Calmly put your hands between your legs And kiss your black ass goodbye!! I'm swift like a motherfuckin' gift for Christmas When I send my vapors off like Halls menthalyptus My verbs and nouns shatter walls of underground Let me be blunt: I like crackin' brews with bitches The ninety-four era I cause terror, whatever Rainin on you punks with the funk, so get your umbrellas My guns cruise, tennis shoes, what's happenin' I got clapped on, now I'm the one doin' the clappin' I'm Flexi Wit Da Tec like Artifacts make Memorex Blow tape decks when I'm more strapped than latex Felt like menopause, I make niggaz act like beatches Yo yo that nigga Red be frontin with they ass full of stitches Woo! I just don't give a fuck I bite your whole nipple off, sick like sickle-cell anemia Travel around my curse universe I'm droppin' 98.7 degrees down to Red Alert Droppin' the slang, I'll bust your brains with the real shit Come hit my blunt so I can make y'all feel it Abuse niggaz verbally so call Dyfus I'm a warrior, to the heart, but I didn't kill Cyrus Noorotic, my style format rocks the project I get as ill as chief of police on narcotic Give me a time and I'll free your mind and lick your Funky emotions, to blow your veins up with funk overdosing Now who's that nigga that got your crew bellin'? Not with guns with funk when I rock tracks like Van Halen I'm in the world, with Jacob's Ladder I'm seein' a lot of happy copycat rappers actin like they got asthma They attackin' me, they slowin' they rhymes down actually They got factories with little dolls named after me But it's no question my funk segment leave the whole atmosphere Pressed-in, I take advantage of niggaz like I was molesterin' Newark New Jersey's what I represent My brain be zoned and I phoned home to ET's home And to hook me up with stash spots to put my chrome in Whattup to Prince Street, Avon Ave I roll a spliff with Fat to be passed through Bedrock and Diamond District So what the fuck I got clapped on for my truck Then I laughed cause fuck the cash I just wanted my tape bag Fantastic fabulous my shit is fat shit The bomb like Elway throw bombs on John Madden Fuck that, let's get to the point, my shit's the joint, I roast Motherfuckers from the East coast to the West coast to your breakfast Voltage, I got funk for days by the buckets PPP packs a bunch of wild motherfuckers Hold hold hold, wait wait wait Let me school this bitch Yo bitch my shit is tight, can any MC do this And come back on the mic? I think not, my paper make pen leave nuff ink spots On blocks where your punk ass still bustin' off slingshots Talkin' shit about me when I'm drivin by slowly Sayin' I'm this and that when half y'all punks don't even know me Now just for that I let your girl suck my dick from the back And let your moms give me cornrows on my crack 'Cause I'm nasty like that