What's Your Alias?

A tell me what's your name? MC Mystikal What's your alias? I'm the Prince of the South What's your thing? I ain't playin' with your bitch ass So boy what'd you say? Here I go, here I go Bitch I'll back slap or back stab after that kidnap a whack rap Bring it louder if you comin' to rap Your arms to short, your legs to small I'm the sure shot shit off of deputy dog Break it in two and true so do By myself I can take you and you and you and you Straight forward like Kerri Kittles Nigga's head bob very little Gooder than a whole hand full of skittles Evil with feedback when I turn on the mic I'm the spritz that has to when you open your sprite No fight no war no brawl you all ain't ready When they see me their eyes get big, arms get sweaty Enough to go around, you know exactly how it go down In house uptown big boys throw down Out of control ballers from bag wood back to New Orleans If it'll make you feel good that's what you can call it What's your name? Mac, The Don, motherfucker What's your alias? Shell shocked nigga What's your thing? Murder, murder, murder, murder Nigga what'd you say? Who rocks it? I play the plug you play the socket You all got your pieces nicked lets cock it Now how I get your open knock and lock it You all niggas fail so now you all tryin' to jock it My formula's trill these fake ass niggas are blockin' With niggas with them ill times are rockin' He lifts and cocked it suckers are toxic I'm all about what's fallin' in my pocket I'll be the one they wanna share that cock with Your just that nigga that they wanna shock with You never hit it told your niggaz you did it, you probably ate it Laid back and masturbated Take them fake wood strips off the side of you ride 'Cause real niggas keep their war on the inside that's money with pride She'll shock niggas we on the block niggas Fiend cocked in 98 We bought more figures and triggers we be murder, murder too So have my money or have my shit And oh tell your little sister to stay up off my dick What's your name? Capital F I E N D What's your alias? I'm Mr. Get It On Jones What's your thing? I'm the one that call the shots What'd you say? Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp I'm the decided private miscontortin' to fire on me Bringin' you extra clips and jeans favorite style's sareen Mr. Get It On Jones I noticed I didn't drop the phone If it's on then it's on mister stay loaded up the zone I stay rollin' on some chrome Mr. Bad Ass nigga My verbal class can kill you I'm a mad man killer Warnin' no hommie can turn you to thugs and drug dealers So what the fuck up nigga expect me to be discrete Well you bitches beneath me like athletes feet You have can't beat a handicapped As for me I mastered the art of MC It was all before BC wanna see me? Close your eyes and hold your breath that whore pushin' that store Cuttin' on over to quicker death Bet you niggas are set for ghettos soon to be junk Got lyrical fuck up, I'm Mr. War War What's your name? Silkk, The Shocker What's your alias? Mister! What's your thing? I'm a made man nigga! Nigga what'd you say? Mister hang with real thugs mister's real blood Mister don't shoot blanks mister shoot real slugs I never feel shit except from the ghetto and I don't feel love Nigga I'm out there pissed without this nook I see a club Nigga what? Mister hit your block Mister hit your spot Mister you better duck the fuck down or Mister's gettin' shot Come on come with me come and get me I'm gonna find you some hurtin' I drop flies that hurt the same time I hit the horn street man tries to hurt me Let me negotiate my contract on the beach he got me some ends Look turned nineteen look nigga I got me a Benz You know me see that nigga gonna flock with the rocks in his hands He ain't worth a cop just to block his rocks and then ran I check my flow last year only got better So cold now if it's hot I can still rock leather Mister ain't NO L I M I to the T, yeah that's me What's your name? MC Mystikal What's your alias? I'm the Prince of the South What's your thing? I ain't playin' with your bitch ass What'd you say? The man's right here