Bitch Slappaz

Take it back now Old school, bitch slappin' till the break of dawn ICP, Blaze Ya Dead Homie Bitch slappin' to the early morn' Six in the morning, police at my door Already gotta slap some more Stuck my hand out through the mail shoot Bitch slap Sarge and his first recruit I came out the ass, bitch slapped some Grade School High School bitch slap went nuts I remember gettin' baptized by the Reverend Bitch slapped the Bible out of his hand The bitch slap master up in the place I'll bitch slap your train wrecked face Don't assume friendliness with fame I'll bitch slap the sound out your name They'll call ya 'cause you're not here Bitch slapped out the stratosphere Mike P did the track, he bitch slapped Pow for Max straight to the back Don't lemme show up on TRL I'm bitch slappin' everybody to hell I'm down with the clown east side 'till I'm gone Yet everybody singin' that southwest song I bitch slap wigs off everyday I bitch slap old ladies out of my way Southwest side, bitch slap capital Every bitch make mothafuckas smackable For my bitch smack victims I don't care I'll bitch slap cowlicks into your hair Faygo in a Pillowcase, don't manage I'll bitch slap your head, brain damage I bitch slap cheeks red, hangs off I've been known to slap a mothafuckas pants off I bitch slap planes out of the sky I bitch slap truth out of a life Call me Shaggy Spy McSlapmore I bitch slap mothafuckas galore Say we fake and wanna test the rap Step yo ass on up and get bitch slapped What do you call a Crew that be smackin' like that? Wicked, Insane Clowns smack your ass to the back Speakin' of smackin' it's makin' me sick Everybody's talkin' that smackin' shit Sayin' they smackin' with the I.C.P. Just 'cause I am they wanna be like me Talkin' that shit you need to leave the place Knowin' you ain't ever even smacked a face Claimin' our shit, that's our shit you trashed Mothafucka we about to smack your ass