1.Endtro
2.Rasassanation
What, yeah yeah
1-9-9-9, the 'waterproof' nigga
Y'all little faggot ass niggas, you always gotta fuckin' comment
Y'all like little bitches
I'ma pull your skirt up, fo' sho
You ain't got enough calcium to have a bone to pick wit' me
Like a gracie i choke a nigga out wit' his own gi
On me, fuck they whole batallion
I'll chop ya head off and wear ya skull like sophmore
medallions, papi
I'm the one wit da million dolla' smile and three dollars to my
name
Puttin black eyes in the game like mascara
Diabetic mc's must think shit is sweet
These venomous techniques, i leave heat
A nigga gots to have it in these streets
Bubble eyed g-s on they teams wit beats
Screamin, 'i'll make ya famous,'
Write my rhymes in alien and battle niggas in sign language
Cowards make a little cheese then enlarge
Artificially, like pamela anderson lee's double d's, please
I'm bangin from belize to tel aviv on the red sea
Racin' saddam hussein on kawasaki jet ski's
Walk holdin' my nuts, i don't give a fuck
Spit some shit so nasty it'll make lil' kim blush
Nigga, rasasanation's the name
I'ma put it on a bullet, and put it in ya brain
See that's wussup, only i don't give a fuck
Spit some shit so nasty it'll make lil' kim blush
Nigga, rasasanation is the name
I'ma put it on a bullet, and put it in ya brain
Stay pussy as a pantha, puffin' a hav-a-tampa
Askin rappers, 'what do you call a million rabbits
Walkin' backwards？' (backround) a recedin' hairline
You shouldn't be nervous though, cuz if i blow
I'ma buy ya record contrac, neva shoot a video
But realy though, is ya nice without rent-a-cars and hype？
(nope)
While me and my 12 homies, sip wine like jesus christ
Wit' super models bitin' on my ears like mike tyson on
Fight night (sho' ya right)
The dumb and dumber, my cats pack thunder,
And i got mo' wraps than mumra, mean green
Like that super hero with the lantern and ring,
Then watch bootleg cable on a 60 inch screen
Champagne, greens, in 3d, while bastards out catchin' v.d.'s
See me easily givin' fools the finger like e.t.
We be rougher than callous (y'all faggots)
Sing a love ballad, then toss each other's salad
Now welcome to the terrordome (fuckin maricones)
Hoes in the ozone, cell phones and clones it's on
Busta rhymes said, 'there's only 2 years left'
So nowadays i'm playin' russian roulette wit' a tech (ha)
Ghetto holocaust survivor, everyday,
From the s.s stormtroopin p.d. in l.a.
Tellin me bein' black on saturday night is a felony
If ya name ain't michael jordan or
Bill bellamy, you ass out (mash out)
Cause a lot of white people is racist that's why i'm
Bustin' nuts in their teenage daughters faces, homie
Cuz when it rains it pours, got me wearin a six foot
Condom, screamin' 'fuck da world'
Makin' butterfly-ass niggas commit insecticide
Half god - 50% zilla - illa - my alphabet slitha across
Ouiji boards from the philla-gilla,
Have dead niggas dancin around they graves like thriller
Yeah, what, the 'waterproof', stu'b'doo on the track
Rhettmatic beat junkies on the scratch
Listen, all y'all niggas be having too much to say man,
Y'all niggas can eat a fat big dick
If you're pissed off you dying with your dick in your hand,
guaranteed
All y'all bitch ass niggas
Trying to play me on the liberaci versace tip
I'ma catch you outside your mansion with a big four fifth
Rasassination
3.Ghetto Fabulous
Intro：ras kass
Once again, we take over cash
Ras kass, dr. dre and mack 10 connected.
We ghetto fabulous baby.
The best food, drink and pussy that money can buy.
Verse one： ras kass
Every day of my life is off the ringer
That's guaranteed, like a fistfight on jerry springer
I got the hottest flow to hit the street since lava
So holla, we all hustle for dollar dollars
From sac to houston, new orleans to d.c.
We drinkin' v-s-o-p (？) the beats beep
Bangin, catch me with a dimepiece next to me
My body all over your body like lsg
Neighborhood celeb with the keys to my city like the mayor
Rookies askin us how to be a playa
Get in where you fit in, and never get your ghetto pass revoked
No matter how much money you make
Stay true to the game loc, guest list terror clothes
In jeans and tennis shoes, breakin your strict dress codes
Spit lyrical bricks, thirteen deep
So i can be richer than master p sellin 'ghetto d'
Chorus： mack 10
We ghetto, fabulous
Money make the world go round so let's handle this
Ghetto, fabulous
Broadcastin live from los angeles
We ghetto, fabulous
Money make the world go round so let's handle this
Ghetto, fabulous
Broadcastin live from los angeles
Verse two： dr. dre
You ain't heard of me, you ain't listenin hard enough
Started in compton servin from a ice cream truck
Now ten years later whippin a custom navigator
Steppin on your toes playa, stuffin up your alligators
I'm ghetto, like newport cigarettes, feel me
Boom bap and slap that ass silly
This is for the full time students slash part time strippers
And young niggaz, clockin at least five figures
Some of us pro atheletes, some of us rap over fat beats
Some of us hustle in the streets
Twenty deep in club nikki's so you know we gots to mingle
Trickin' (？) off a pocket full of singles, huh
And it's all bueno, musical mafia like frank sinatra
Pop a thirteen shot glock to make you go see the doctor
Ain't nuttin nice
＞from hood to hood, love livin the lavish life
(chorus)
Verse three： ras kass
Nigga stu-b-doo in the gs, three ooh ooh
Playin number two tekken, zero to sixty
In six point seven seconds ＊tires screech＊ hangin out the window
Actin up, chickenheads like 'you doin fo' months!'
Flexin the rolex oyster perpetual, thirty-five diamonds
Across the face, still eatin out foam cups and paper plates
We don't call it playa hatin in the nine-eight, it's p.i.
That's pass intereference, automatic first down
Want juice like tupac, then obey your thirst clown
Be in the pj's in ny, rockin dk
Mix ej with oj, ok, we say
'l.a. niggaz got crazy came
Like john elway got a superbowl ring'
The homies down for whatever, we stack the chedda
Swiss bank accounts, and mo' mozzarella fella
(chorus)
Outro：
Ugh! and it don't stop!
Haha, westside riders baby, haha!
＊fade out＊
4.Lapdance
She had me only, almost loosin my cool
Remi and moet wit brew, shootin pool
Ask me if i wanted a dance, yeah
Made my way to her chair, sugar shake it over here
Fell in love wit the clothes that she didn't wear
Beat the fat derriere, while i whispered in her air
Hope it all about chippers, i'm tryin to kick it after i tip ya
Pour ya in my champagne glass and sip ya
Tropical, clockin, latin american mami, sevita from guyana
Move like good sex, plus her eyes do the rest
Baby soft flesh, you could rest, who the best
Honey straight bangin ya, puffin the buddha pest, tatas danglin
Started to flow, she promised not to hurt me
Wrapped her legs around my neck, and worked me, wit a lapdance
The henny got me in a zone, i wanna take you home
So we can be alone, for my lapdance
I think i got another dime, just do it one more time
The only thing that's on my mind, is my lapdance
Face cameras on, raspberry lipstick
Had to be twisted, 'not really', she insisted
Experimented a little, but never kissed it
Do i have a girlfriend, she can be my mistress
Pop the p, like it's just for me
Bout three g's, hangin out of g-string v
I don't see nothin wrong wit the hump
Damn, sweetie, don't brake you high heel pump
Gotta keep it crunk though
When the dj pay, she next on stage
After the song she gotta go, meet you at bar when i'm done
1-51, tie cherries in a knot wit her tongue
Work the poll like dominique dawes, without drawers
Applause, brakin niggas like laws
We fantasize for the chance to romance
But it cost 10 dollars for another lapdance
I've been your fool, you know you gotta pay your dues
You wanna get wit ras and rueb
Then you must choose, and you know you can't loose
There's somethin bout the way that you shakin your rump
It makes me feel good cuz i likes to hump
The way you move your body in a sexy way
It makes wanna lapdance everyday
She said 5 for the top, 10 for the bottom
Looked her up and down, said 'hmm, i got 'em'
And she worked the nightshift
A dish water blonde, tall and fine
She made a lotta till, ask her what you gotta say, nigga
First of all, she 5'8', i'm 5'6'
But if i put on my prince heels, can we go on a dance
Had her laughin, like ras you off the hook
I got 101 positions, that'll leave you shook
Off the books, i'm all yours on all fours
Wit nine chords, so, me and more
Keep it real wit me, pick me up at three
Scooped up in the lex, and got served for free oohwee
5.Skit #1
6.Conceited Bastard
Verse 1：
I created verb-noun ？？？ (the most beautifullest shit)
I make up like foundation, now who you facing？
The waterproof emcee,
Ras blessed the mic faster than ramadan in mach 3
Get off my dick, nigga
And tell your bitch to come here
And stick your dick in your eardrum and fuck what you heard
(yeah)
Fa sheezy, articulate drama
Multiple lacerations between consecutive commas
I like my ill nana wet, my martini dry
Whippin' a bmw 540-i (drunk driving miss daisy)
Devil in a blue dress packing heat
While i'm doing doughnuts in the middle of the street
My middle east metaphors motivate religious wars
Jah-hah (plus some other middle east dialect)
Get it popping like felicia and amhad rashad
Keep my game face on like a goalie
So stick yourself, pretty tony
Chorus：
You, you are, you conceited bastard (8x)
Verse 2：
(we still got some non-believers) so i'ma drop the bomb
Like the one-armed wide reciever
See we be off the hook like (busy signal from phone)
Criminally insana, my brain do the macarena
Attack the varicose vanity who spin cancer
Rhetorical question, a hypothetical answer
Wouldn't swallow my tongue at a seizure
Speak my mind at my leisure
Living singe with more hoes than khadijah
And when i'm bent, it's the circus without a tent
Clowning all baby-face ass niggas who love hoes and pay rent
Give a chicken six cents for gucci boots (hell no!)
I rather mop the floor at a peep show
What part of 'i'm the shit？' don't you understand？ (gooby bitch)
Your favorite rapper is a ras kass fan
So, how many dykes do i flip on the daily？
Many money, just give me plenty henny remmy
Chorus： 8x again
Verse 3：
(well, that's true) damn, skippy
I put that on everything i love
Like when lucy was fucking ricky
Got more stripes than adidas
I'm cavy like fish fetus
See money snit and bullshit out-run cheetahs
Too much perputrating, not enough lyricism
Indo got you believing what your pen do
Faking pugilism, the evil you claim you and your man do
With a gloc, when you least likely to red dot a 7-up can
My man, understand, i got connections
So much doe in my pocket, i give my girl a yeast infection
I'm big-headed like babies with down syndrome
Is you a playa from the himalyas with jerome-rome
This one girl tried to billy jean me
But i was wearing two rubbers
So name that nigga, whodini (laughing)
Controversal reversal, this is my planet
You just a reebok commercial
Chorus
What, nigga, check, check, yeah
Uh, huh, yeah, yeah
This goes out to all the critics
You can suck the didick
Check this out for all the bitches to the radio
Don't hate me though, you don't know me
7.Ice Age
Ay how come you wont gimme no pussy tonite？
Aight well shake the spot then, you think you special
I hear your car keys jinglin, get the fuck out
El drex what you wanna do, shai dog what you wanna do？
Kurupt what the fuck you wanna do？
Nigga is you a rider nigga？
Is life fucked up
They let the gangstas in this muthafucka
Ice age
I ride for my homeboys (2x)
Nigga its all about the money
Its all about the chips
Lets get rich, what？ what
With my new tiny tim, try again
Up against the full wind, i'm an alien beast
Generate, penetrate, bust shots
Then fled, quick sick in the head
Rippin motherfuckers to shreds
Facsimilies, dont know, friend or foe
Elusive nigga this exclusive, conclusive evidence
Your vision is short range
Rearranged, restructured, recomposed and decomposed
Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed, polished
Perfected, demolished rejected, fo sho
Like i'm supposed to know this nigga
I aint neva seen him before --- my life
Bitch ass nigga, who tha fuck you supposed to be？
Cuz niggaz i grew up wit threw up shit
On sum i don't give a fuck shit
Makin enemies duck shit
I'm on some make a million bucks quick
Money gone! quick get a duck sick trick
Not the one to fuck wit
My dyke bitch pimpin on some nike flight shit
Ludicrous iron mic shit..stab yo cold heart wit a ice pick
Tha ice age!..ice age (2x)
Stab yo cold heart wit a ice pick
Now ben must be either pampered or crushed
To regulate, relegate and delegate power
Nigga touch sumtin, touch no one and die slower
You drain your battery you barely talkin like teddy ruxpin
See that's whattup nigga i don't give a fuck
Spit some shit so nasty it will make lil' kim blush
As if a 98 bentley didn't tempt me
To lay bullshit up in dis 60
But consequently my conscience didnt permit me
I'm one third black man, one third jackie chan and one third
sand
Shitftin across the surface of tha land
Golden state warrrrior!!
Let my nuts hang like niggas in nuiscance
So why uou givin groupies all your lucci？
I've been known for fuckin hoochies in suzukis
And slippin bougie bitches roofie
Loved yet feared severe yet loved
The full time titan, fightin 3 million over night thugs
So get your hand out your rectum cause you can't stop shit
Don't rock shit,
Studio hustlaz claim they got more ki's than a locksmith
What part of the game is this, overtime
Gimme the mic, the money the pussy and the order
The more the overpopulated, get fucked and ovarie-copulated
So all you chumps on some you owe me and apology shit
Suck your apology out my dick!
Hook
We all pawns in the game, but every pawn got his personal chess
board
But how many pieces can you afford？
We got reason to believe you a traitor
In 20 words or less webster's definition of a playa hater
The reason why you hate me so bad is cause you love me too much
But don't like yourself enough
And homey thats it, your hands probably got callouses
From the way you be swingin on my dick
That's why your main squeeze wanna fuck me for free
Slit the finger on my monkey then she dropped to one knee
If she playin wit her pussy, she can suck on my d
Then u can cum wit me..until u p h c!
They wanna know where drex is, he's out fuckin in texas
I'm iller than aids so you don't really wanna catch dis
Drivin in a lexus wit niggaz that drive reckless
I was thinkin murder back when melle dropped 'the message'
Money bossin', c-me-arson, worse than stone cold steve austin
John gotti, drinkin notti, pullin holes thru your body
West coast silly bitch, east coast silly bitch
I ain't big willie bitch, drex gona kill a bitch!
Is that my cash ya got？
Is that my hash ya got？
I hate to make you take yo shit off my man
But i don't think you know who the fuck i am
Analyze so what's the analysis
You startin bonfires, i'm burnin down palaces
See i know maniacs, arsonists with pyromaniacs
Multi braniacs
Fades：
Ice age, kurupt! biaaaaatch!
8....in A Coogi Sweatsuit(Skit)
9.H2oproof
I was lyrically hip hop's top 5, before two of my niggas died
Syntax a deep impact bruce willis couldn't survive
A strange death, since niggas wasn't loud
I'm throwin monitors offstage cause rakim said (move the crowd)
I'm one year older, ten times more determined, potna
A hairy situation like (chaka？) fuckin chewbacca
Connect the dots, murder by design
Shit on your intellect, and fertilize your mind (mind)
Pull out the guage and we can face off like nicolas cage
Battle for the second coming of christ and see whose soul gets
saved
One might be your girl so don't trust her. i'll tell it like
usher
＊singing＊ girl i'll make you wanna leave the clown you with,
Start a new relationship, make the bitch take the dick
She ate the dick too, though, that's mr. mafioso dulo
We bustin caps at your culo....
Waterproof, baby. know what i'm sayin？ that means we can't be
wet.
＊scratching＊
(the waterproof mc, you ain't wettin me
You need to stop rappin and start robbin banks like steady b)
My style is sex and violence, vocabulary and science, and an
uneasy
Alliance
Let's toast the bread like a plugged up appliance (i'll drink to
that!)
Remy on the rocks, the real estated eventually, son
Reverse (deverdi pras to pras verdi？) like, century 21
I want the mansion and the yacht
And all the shit them rich wack rappers got (then the ultimatum
was read)
Like every mc woke up with a thouroughbred horsehead in they bed
In other words, teflon tops with (keflar？) nuts
The closest i ever been to ass was cigarette butts
I'm nice, that's probably why i don't be fuckin with sprite
Cause thirst is nothin, image is everything on the mic
These days, these djs get paid under the table
Pay the most popular producer on the most popular label
Pay for full page ads in the most popular magazine
Now you got the most popular new artist
Guaranteed the air we breathe is thin, better tell her
Then i'ma choke the bitch out at 11：59, reveal the real
cinderella
(aaaaaahhhhhhh!) when two hydrogens reach my oxygen atom
You can't gat 'em or get at 'em
Anatomically designed to be solar, fuck the rap star
When i die i want niggas doin drive-by's with my ashes in the
car
R-a-s, h20 liquifyin you assets
Repo your flow even in (prepo letho？)
Straight outta aruba, lampin with my boo from bermuda
Lickin rugers in cuba, blowin niggas out the frame
With brass knuckles and a tuba, my new maneuver is scuba
360 degrees of revenge like montezuma
＊more scratching＊
Waterproof...know what i'm sayin？ it's like this man....know
what i'm
Sayin？ muthafuckas really gotta like reach within themselves,
and pull your
Spirit out your mouth...knowmsayin？ but now it's all good cause
i'm in
Relation with the truth! you gonna have to really be yourself
potna, look
Me in the retina.
When it's my time to shine, the whole world is goin blind
From the sheisty side of town where a nickel cost a dime
Niggas is (boston？), black brothas is bastards
The bubble break bread and give a nigga space like nasa
I catch red eyed flights to rok mics
Spent too many drunk nights fuckin gold diggers and dikes
Same shit, different toilet though, concentrated to blow
I moonwalk across hot coals on my tippy toes for the flow
Stay low key like midget doorknobs
Stay above the law like judge judy giving blow jobs
Satisfaction, three out of four braxtons
Especially toni, fuck affirmative action
Cause anglo-saxon fashions is packin mack-10s
Trainin for helter skelter when the race war begin
Stay true to the game, but the game ain't true to the mc
Where niggas is bootleggin makaveli 2 and 3
Real game...waterproof..with the name, man. listen to the name,
man.
Waterproof don't have no muthafuckin (？) junction, with nothin.
ain't no
Image!
＊scratching＊
10.It Is What It Is
I been around the world once, had your fianc？twice
I ain't nothin' nice, but every lifestyle got a price
Kiss my momma on the cheek cause her love was deep
Like keith sweat, but the deeper the streets get
The deeper the beef get
Enough fatal attraction to boil your pet
Cause everybody wanna have it lavish and sh
Now, courvoisier is my dossier overnight, insight
I write like six hundred thousand kilobytes
Yes i'm on one, european cars, cuban cigars, rap stars
Glass ceilings to the inevitable cap peeling for sexual healing
I lack feeling, voted for black women like terry macmillan
Save a prayer for me, i was told no guts no glory
I shed a tear once in a while, too
But a soldier gots to do what he gots to do
I want stock in fox with rupert murdoch, i thought you knew
It is what it is
Hook：
that's
How it is, and how it is is kinda fucked up
more
is
What it is, and how it is is kinda fucked up
If the pussy is free, then talk is cheap
Then again, it's probably cheaper to keep her
Back in the days, all a nigga needed was suede pumas and a
beeper
Now they all expecting condos, briquettes and pet cheetahs
See ya when i see ya
And by then i know the motives, she bogus
I noticed her jocking the rims on the lotus
I learned early to trust god when moms was like
You need to swoosh your ass and get a job
My occupation be operation, more horsepower than daytona
Cause i'm a rider, like winona
Being nice is a vice, the gift is naturally mine
That's like +grand verbalizer+ not knowing the time
See, my partners commit crimes serving federal bids
Confined to a six by nine regrettin the wrong shit he did
I swear, wishing we was still little kids
But we grown men now homey, it is what it is
Hook
Hip hop ain't even fun
In these strange days, rappers is getting done
Like jericho won
Within two months, two major artists got slumped
I whispered god rest the dead and let the blaupunkt pump
Kept a part and a fade since about eleventh grade
Rock the donna karan shades
Cause i don't like to dream about getting paid
But i'm afraid i do
Trying to organize a team, willing to empty magazines
This supreme fiends for cream
We need jesus like mary magdalene and born again christians
Ain't a politician cause i already got your vote
True, i want your money but i ain't a preacher no
I don't even love the dough
But if you don't work you don't eat,
So i want all i can get before i go
I love what money can get
It's elementary evidently, the custom convertible bentley tempt
me
It is what it is
Hook x2
There are things that we can change
Some things remain the same
That's just the way it is
Way it goes, yeah
There are things that we can change
But most things gon' stay the same
It's the way it is
You better believe it, ooh yeah
11.Interview With A Vampire
Ras kass：
You want to talk to god？ god never sleeps.
Chorus
Ras kass：now what came first, the chicken or the egg？
God： armageddon.
Ras kass： a arm a leg a leg a arm a head.
Headin in your direction.
The riddle was the answer to the question.
Born of the flesh, what is perfection
Ras kass：
Inside my mother's womb,doomed to return to the tomb.
Or was it from the dead i was raised？
All too soon to pay, on judgement day,
Is this beginning or the ending,
Died sinning, still winning, still grinning.
This ending, verdict still pending, born pretending,
Three-hundred billion men, women, and children.
Deja vu, could be i'm dreaming,
But we all ask for divine reason,
While still breathing, and until leaving.
Who？, what？, when？ where？, how？
But most of all why？
God：
Why what？
Ras kass：
Do we live just to die？
God：
The book of haden.
Way before the after god pitting heads.
No god for me, mathematically, in division.
My decision was all inventions.
I need not mention infinite dementions.
But the human mind's flaw was limited comprehension.
So while you try to travle to mars and the stars,
The god manifests through the entire universe.
＞from the sun, moon, the earth.
I created man in my image and the black man was first.
The scientific explanation, yea i made man out of dirt.
Ras kass：
But how can a man be first, when its the woman that's giving
birth？
God：
Listen, single-celled organisms.
The homosapien, the albanein
Ras kass：
What's that？
God：
White people.
Ras kass：
They keep the world seperate and unequal.
God：
The teach you, right is wrong, wrong is right.
Up is down.
teaches king arthur's throne, is the planets that are round
Ras kass：
Can we really time travel, and is there life in outer space？
God：
Wait, you knew all this in the first place.
You tryin to get to god.
Ras kass：
But, i've fallen from your grace.
A billion paths to take, but which one is truly straight？
Chorus
Ras kass：
Can you walk across water or rise from the dead？
I heard he said he lived, and the son of man bled.
God：
Its a process, shit dont just happen, i create it.
Everything you see, and shit you dont, son i made it, and
waited.
I'm the big bang theory and evolution.
Been there, done that, from revolution to prostitution.
The first and final solution.
The quaran, bible, and vedas, is only tools,
Dont be confused when the medula oblagada do
Ras kass：
Oh, so revelations is genesis.
God：
Three-sixty degrees are limitless.
Satan：
Shit, my motherfuckin nemesis.
Ras kass：
Who is you？
Satan：
Son, i thought you knew.
Who else？ lucifer, the lie bearer stupid, the devil himself.
He the creator, we all the creations, guess i'm eternal
damnation.
Got you bitches seaking your own salvation.
Who taught you how to pray？
You read it in the book, look, your bear witness to amen ray.
Every day when you say amen, and then turn around and preach
worshipin false
Gods,
Is an unforgettable sin.
Yea the good book is like comic books,
You take 'em too literal,
I tricked you in to believin' the power to reason,
Makes you able to live infinitely, in the physical.
Guess i'm the pawn com lyrical.
Basically i tell true lies in general, the yin and the yang
The player with a trillion years of game.
God：
He got you sellin your spiritual, for power, monery, and fame,
I came out of tripple stage darkness, gave mortals my
attributes.
But even you may be a mystery god like the lockhead,
A used sign to prove or disprove my existence.
Tryin to align this, artificial intelligence, cloned in a space
station,
Tryin to build the tower of babylon.
But you savages stake me, when i start erasin homosapiens.
You lookin for an angel with wings,
I'm 'a bring young niggas with a ak, fuck a alien.
Ras kass：
So what you sayin is, you the one that created sin.
God：
What you call mother nature, was the nature of me.
What you call evil, ultimately, was the force inside of me.
Matter cant be created or destroyed it just changes shape.
One god, many people, and many faith.
And this is how i wanted to do 'em.
Ras kass：
Wait, wait, hold up.
Father tell me, who is god's son？
Chorus
God：
I be the jesus to your buddah, the chrishna at your junah,
The big kahauna, jehova witnesses, suede pumas.
Zuese, pharoah, elohim, saturn, yaweh jiah,
Arastifa rah, allah, the most powerful.
But then, only adam and i.
I'm the oceans, the trees, a bumble bee, and a glock.
Earthquakes, how much money you ever take.
The reason behind every mistake mankind continually makes.
Ras kass：
Did god create man, or did man need to create god？
Satan：
The answer is both, cause how mortals look at god is odd.
God：
You try to customize me to be comfortable.
For what you want to do, and how you choose to act.
The roman christians will tell you god aint black.
But to get something from nothing is physically impossible,
thats a fact.
Satan：
Black is the combination of all colors
Ras kass：
White is the lack thereof.
God：
Darkness is beneath the ground, and in the skies up above.
The clue, is that the true illumination is me, not illuminati.
Cause i alone discriminate,
Any who be believing they can rationalize our out reason me.
Who created your creature, sutdent can never be greater than the
teacher.
Wether its adam and eve, or atomic chemistry.
I'm the one true source of all energy.
Who will evantually destroy every enemy when i see fit.
I cant blaspheme my own name so when goddamnit, so be it.
Satan：
Thats called the wrath of god, but we gotta deal, i can chill
Fuck up the whole world, and in the end,
He'll still fulfill his plan, to return man to his original
position.
Nigga gave me some hooks, and said i gets to go fishin.
God：
I gave man doiminion over the earth, to master the wealth.
But most of my children dont have dominion over theyself.
Satan：
Thats where i come in.
Call it original sin.
Well, who really gives a flying fuck？
I taught you how to blood suck, and ultimately self destruct.
God：
Know the ledge, wise the dome, do the data.
I'm the alpha.
Satan：
I'm the beta.
Ras kass：
And i'm omega.
To be or not to be was man's question since conception.
I think that for our end, was man's preception.
But the birth is the ressurection.
The son of god, or god's son, that lights our entire spectrum.
You got everlasting life, long as you got day and night.
Illumination, not education, to bring the blind sight.
And what you need to know is that you'll never know it all.
I'm a lowercase g, son of the ever-living god.
12.Wild Pitch
(yea, yea yeah)
What, you don't want it, niggas liver than teen summit
The wild pitch, america's most drunk and blunted
Stick to fishes, black widows kick this vicious
Hot shit bitch, wild pitch
I'm the, funkalistic, rapper choke an instant
Got mixed wit, malibu rums and mistic
I'm a whole lot on it, yea just a smidget
Just cuz i live by the beach like ？gidget？
You must think i'm small time like that biz midget
Add three piece smart mouth like bitches
And you got me, jah killa jet ski ills
Take me to the edge like poppin pills
Straight up, no chase, hold up unless i'm bein followed
Never swallow anything unless it's from a bottle
And that's the whole truth, and nothin but the truth so help me
god
By the powers invested upon my 5 footaz squad
You ain't ready, oh cuz you dress like psychadelli
You the gmc like chevy, i put a levy on yo cash flow
Just a little something to let yo ass know
Who to give 2 kind to when you pass go
You dealin wit alumni criteria
The one's that throwin wild pitches in ya area
Strikin you out, sending you back to the dugout
We goin up to your microphones pullin the plug out
Superior, alumni criteria, we the mcs that you make you feel
inferior
Throwin wild pitches, fuckin your riches and your bitches
Rasassination, jah skillz, and xzibit
I ejaculate on blind justice wit the jury's se quested
And escape, run in a nigga's face like hannibal lector
The aqua-mati, my pen is penitentiary
Potenially plain paid for protocall pacific pro perfect cap
pealer
Performing skull circumsitions, when i position the prism
Permiscuis wit other people's pussy ？pawn？ wit the playa like
big pun
Poisonous poet, i master 'p' like uhhhhhhh!!!
Skillz ？cotted？ enabled
Herb you just and ingrown hair in the world of tweezers
We can dance before i crack mc's like gator in jungle fever
Got them speakin in number like soundscan
Severed the ears off your soundman, black israelite
Like four-hundred and forty-four thousand
Niggas talk like dog, we'll walk like cat
I'm ozzy osbourne bitin the head off of rats
When they started bustin, fuck the russian
We playin west indian roulette, ？some of mine？ blind get wet
＞from new jack to vet i can modem
Comes off like three adam's apples in the inner scrotum
My rhyme ？, clearin my sinus, bitch slime on your iceberg
And let the virus cross appliance
Chorus
Give birth to earth to planet, we harder than granite
And concrete, man made could never compete, complete down to the
core
Weighing in tons, hotter than lava, god, javi, jahovah, allah
heavenly father
Nuns to bank robbers, wealth beyond the dollar
Here to school the scholar, make new born babies
No live for no bitch or lady, they try to play me
We flowin like the mississsippi to the river euphrates
One-hundred and eighty times two, one complete rotation
Fit any situation for a small donation, live on location
Third planet from the sun
Travel 24 hours you spend a lifetime to run
Witness the slave shot he bolted to a gat and a gun
＞from hitler, musolini, to attila the hun
Imagine existence wit no fear, tears never shed here
One day for me could last a thousand years
The first element baby, one two....
Chorus
13.Oohwee
Everything i say don't be yae yo
Haters in batter rams, i slam
Like syringes in heroine, four hundred and fifty grams
Overdose, every coast, one hundred spokes chrome
Knock off some malt liquor by the malzatof
Don't gotta floss, huh, ain't that the truth
Flyin in boobies, silver six hundred coup
Like whoop whoop, holla at me big baby
Sop me up wit a biscuit, cuz you know it's all gravy
Linquistical flow, i ain't mystikal, but y'all ain't ready
If a nigga don't rhyme about crack, clothes, pussy and fatty
Eat a dick, that's music to my balls,
Like gloria estefan fuckin hakeem olajuwon
How this black lil nigga get more head than a beauty salon
Guam, blowin ya shit out like chaka khan
For sheezy, my favorite women is sleazy
Bisexual triplet freaks, forty five at they sexual peaks
I'm fuckin three tony's, like rafael saadiq
And got a trick up my life, manufacturin cheese
My matrix will triculate wit melodies
Rehabilitated hood rats, shake the specie
I'm tryin to die filthy, rich and ruthless, i'm easy
See austin niggas is know for flossin
But i still buy my t-shirts and socks from the slossin
It's so must that i smash when i mash for me
Ask cash -n- gash, nobody ride for free
Oohwee, they say ras you a rider？
I reply wit 'hell yeah, i'm a rider'
I give it up for c. austin
That's the city north of long beach, south western compton
They say ras you a rider？
I reply wit 'hell yeah, i'm a rider'
Watch me catch bitches, the llama and the patch bitches
Fuck sex whippin homey, don't even trip
I never seen a hood wit a retirement plan to medical benefits
I'm bout seein black folk wit chips, and hundred thousand
dollars whips
Instead of monkey see, monkey power rule feelin you wit banana
clips
I plan to flip my manuscript, like dyslexics
To sed it, to bet it all, genetic telekinetic brawl
See i'm the difference between booty calls and blue balls
Telethon wit lou rawls, and bevelin two percent off the top
S-s-sorry, couldn't got to break mines off
Decapitated, so where's he headed？
I decapitate niggas, damage is bodily
Put your tire on flat, and kill by a gat like enis cosby
Ain't no problem hoe, recognize
My tenant shoot pimpin is more like twenty shoot
Cuz no woman love me like the wimmy do
I write raps while pullin the lent off my nut sack
You 50% butt crack, i mean half assed
Mc's we discover the mathematic format
Beneath your north plan, i'm guaranteed to come will
Like a reverse doormat, 64% sega, 80 proof congac,
And toll free pagers
I'm still comin out like i'm born babies wit hangers
My crew consist of millionaires, failures and gang bangers
The dangers of loaded language, my glock lick click
Got it made, me no fillet, pay then sat out like sway
Raid the police, cuz they sellin more crack then latinos and
blacks
See we knows the facts, how europeans jack
I'm sellin native americans gats so they can take they land back
14.All Or Nuthin
All or nuthin, stall the bluffin, won't let the po-po arrest me
Try to hit the deck to bless me
But i'm still broke so i ride like frank ＆ jessie
But they can't catch me, breakin niggas off like a sawed-off
Comin for the fedder man, my millimeter bringin better things
When i pull, like a better bang, so if i have to, i'ma let it
rang
Gotta handle my functions, but an outcome, i have a somethin
Instead of nuthin, haters hold me down
And servin thru a stick up or somethin
Now i gotta pick up the pump and let it ride
All or nuthin, step aside, or you can hit the paper big time
You gon murder like strick nine, wit a grip nine, sever bitch
time
Cuz i gotta mine, and it's on
Why you cummin up short like a million midgets masturbatin
Mascaradin as the most murderous madman militia my nigga twista
told me
Monopolize, strategize, maximize, make money to win
Wit career sinners intake us, sinners
Turn ya hopeless into magenta, quick essential inventor
Please, we seizin bees, vl's and gd's
Got og's, oz's, keys for these millionaire momi's
Release your shells, my nigga
Knew the job was dangerous, when i took it, why's a player
Dark tides, or say on how to walk crooked, look it
Gotta sophisticated home
I'm assassin bitches that give my shotgun barrel blow jobs
So when the four stickin out like a sore toe thong
It's no prob, vocally for sure squad, thorough man
Gotta up that cash, gotta up that dough
Stacks that you can't flow
Kick in the door, we on the floor, come up off a g and 2 hundred
mo'
Gotta up that cash, gotta up that dough
Shit, all or nuthin, no bluffin, if i have to, i'm bustin
Nigga worthless to bones, like nickels to quarters
Fallers to shot callers, all of gotta get the paper some how
For the school of the gun style, see me til the cops call us
Hell brought us, to a situation where we gotta driveby
Let the bullets from my nine fly, to murder who you was deprived
by
But i admit sometimes if it wasn't for crime i
Try to be, bokin, rollers, while the start keep it low goin,
homeless
So i'm hookin up wit ras kass, on some shit we can stack cash
But if i have to pull back a rag fast, on that ass nigga
He set the streets full wit jackals, racists, crackers and
cannibals
So it's understandable, why i'm half man, half animal
Ridin thru in the hood on my elephant like hannibal
See i used to have dreams of fuckin an r＆b bitch
And i used to dreams of beein 21 and rich
Not a twice that bad though, now i'm tryin to be rich by age 25
See shallah survive that new world they pay yo
But you don't hear me
Home boy, my games tight
I could talk the virgin mary outta panties the same night
From a cocoon on the dark side of the moon
The illest niggas existin, i know who you are
U-bar, fuck the beyond or recognition
In the middle of the ghetto i'm buildin a casino
Like bugsy siegel wit me, gon put niggas and latinos
Shootout wit the atf in beemer, for free, see bone, see dough
Nigga i'm like steve and digo, except i pack sevente cinqo
Rowdy, los angelino, you got knocked the fuck out like deebo
15.Grindin
If you like what you see, make a movie
Get ya grind on, playa haters, always lose
It's about fun, gettin money, layin in the cut
We everything you need, now what's up
It's the nigga you love to hate, '98
Now how much cheese can one black nigga take
Convertible jag xk8 wit customized plates
Playmates jumpin out my birthday cake
See we be on one, so raise the roof
Or we gon tear the club up, hosin daisy dukes
I made you lose, orange juice mixed wit indo
I be doin my thug dizzo, that's for shizzo
C arson baby, born and raised
Back in the kay kays, when we was babies
Now, i get around like a circle
Squeezin on ya lady fat ass like a girdle
Latino cute, she was built somethin fierce
21, had a tongue and a bellybutton pierced
Playa, i think your wifey wanna politely bite me
Play marv albert, but that hurt boo, blow lightly
And all the ladies say
(get your grind on, just get your grind on)
And all the hustlers say
(get your grind on, just get your grind on)
And everybody say
(get your grind on, just get your grind on)
And all the niggas say
(get your grind on, just get your grind on)
Let's take you back to the basics
I smack a rapper's ass like a dominatrix
Life is cruel, faces and misdemeanor cases
More chedda, the more better
Family trunk tight,
Wit my grandma dressin all you chickens on fight night
I'm flossin in vegas, like dream come true
Whippin a '98 cream, v1-2
Of course, you be seein me in one two
Or me, three, lazer cut key boo, one on peach tree
One on crenshaw, one on one-two fifth
Walkin in a b-boy stance, holdin my dick
I'm sick, flippin scripts like nixel plicks on chicks
If they ridin on my navy, like fleas and tits
You need to just, catch us in the club
Tear drunk minimum, freak 'em from the back, then i'm bendin 'em
And it don't stop, til the fat lady sing
But where roseanne barr at any way？ knowhatimean？
A material girl in a material world
Read her lips from 'cross the crowd, she said give me your world
But you can have a piece of my love tonight
I gets my swerve on like d.u.i.
True lies between two thighs, no shame in my game
Tryin to take over the world like pinky and the brain
Gotta get a lotta c.h.i.p.s. like eric estrada
And gotta get a lotta hits like a fly swatter
Kick it to up scale hoochies, the one who wear a thousand dollar
dress
And still got five on it stress
Don't get it twisted, why you over there lookin at me
If you ain't comin home tonight, let's get it on tonight
Blame it on the alize, moet, the chronic, the mic and strobe
lights
Yeah, i'm knowin, that's why women keep they panty lines showin
Grindin, and grindin, and grindin
16.I Ain't Fuckin With You
Intro：
What？ nigga, you got problems？
Nigga you don't want no problems with me, shit
Nigga you ain't got enough calcium to have a bone to pick
(coward)
You little bitch ass nigga, niggas be hovering niggas be
bothering you
I aun't fuckin' with y'all, i ain't fuckin with you
I guess i got a bad attitude
Verse 1：
I spit slick shit like k-y jelly
Out for the mail like melly
I'm fucking you tonight before kelly
My bitches dance with there belly
And fuck me with there eyes
See crime is where they organize
In the land of the blind the one eyed is genie
A male chauvinist keep them barefoot in a two piece bikini
Need a bulletproof beenie when niggas got five minutes of funk
Make them disappear like houdini or who-done-it a whoridah
Got old folks scared just to go outside on there front porch
And all this bullshit is going on in church of course
(but but but but but wait it gets worse!)
I could still instill a semi-automatic verse
And draw blood like a nurse
Correspond like ？？？？ ？？？？ and on the mic i bomb like nuclear
fission
Alphabetic mathematician your prerogative is my decision
My litigation gives me a reputation for giving niggas no get
back like black reparations
You're doing too much 'cause i'm going to be rich nigga i put
that on my two nuts
Chorus：
I ain't fuckin' with you you're not to be fucked with
(big nigga i though you knew)
Cause we find this niggas mood is rude
But i know the cause of your shitty attitude
Verse 2：
Now whenever i'm fed up we can go head up
My ex bitch called me a dog so i piss with one leg up
Straight up and down three hundred and sixty-five rounds
One in the chamber for leap year keep clear
I get my hands dirty like a sanitation worker so what's beef？
Beef is that meat inside a hamburger and man-murder i stand
further apart
And beat more rappers than dr. dre, mo-bee, dimond dee, and mark
sparx (all producers)
The quintessential micaphonist smoke the 50 thousand dollar
bonus
Swarming your green like locus
Your vegetation was supposed to be edumacation
Left a nigga feeling like he's stranded in serbia and he's the
only croatians
No relation that's my justification for ripping niggas
Stripping niggas bigga figgas tippin strippers
In the first king in the cut like scissors
Shoot her to the point and long dick her
Bang her to the point of exhaustion truly
I ride her like that pony song and flip her (flipper) like a
dolphin movie
Listen no anal sex and no kissing
Doggystyles my favorite position
Insisting that you grab your ankles and lay face down bitch
Play like cuss words on the radio and turn that ass around (aww
tihs!)
I puts it down like davie though it's all gravy though
Priority records got to pay me though but
Chorus：
Now when it's on then it's on no shame in my game
Cowards wouldn't bust a grape if there name were champaign
I change lanes on dirtbikes and change direction at the speed of
light
I use my feet to catch the dice niggas gamble everyday anyway
Paying the price of life kill a fifth of e and j everynight
Got to be right to be impolite i've been mad
So how the fuck i'm supposed to keep my act clean like sinbad
See white people burn your church
The see you in the mall and clutch there purse
Treat a nigga like dirt when the black man was here first
That's why i be on one officially
Fuck white people in general and fuck the police specifically
You got at me but you're missing me sideways
So i'm giving rappers a curfew like i gave birth to you
Don't be calling them shit shades when you know that its
curtains for you
I'm certain i'm hurting a few ego's toni's, mark's, and nino's
Stompin with the big dog pino, see though
I'll pull your card and get your chips like i'm kino
From yugoslavia to reno, yeah homie we know
Chorus 3x
17.Get At Me
Damn nigga, what's wrong wit you
(i reign) i reign more cop than johnny
Sippin' tanquery with o.j.
Sportin' bruno mali
Not guilty but filthy
Smellin' like chritstian dior
Infiniti qx4, gimme yours
Of course, sinnin
Swimmin' in the abdomen of pretty women
Love to love ya, like timbaland
When in the endin
Like three strikes in the ninth inning
I rock satin boxers, cotton socks and denim
The game he kick, special teams couldn't return
Got you wild like a texturizer
Burn like the ultra-perm, toss it up like a geyser
Sosa, kosher, nostra, like keyser
And got a thing for rehabilitating hood-rats
Who keep their hair and nails done
And they legs waxed
I peep that, you got a man, but you want a homie
Love a friend, my sentiments exactly
Get at me
I like your style, can we kick it, oh wow
Baby, so you can get at me
I got a man, but we can still be friends
So you can get at me, baby, baby-bay, baby
Verse two
Some things make you happy just to be alive
Like seeing toni braxton naked on the cover of the vibe
Drive, like hitting two-twenty-five
In the pin with no spot
I survive drama and then know when to lick shots
Keep a top notch just a phone call away from my crotch
Never brought sand to the beach
Cause these streets is baywatch (true)
You know how we do
Satin lingerie i see through
Now she barely even kiss you
Leaving 1-7-7-1-5-4-0-0 on my pager (i miss you boo)
Your chicken-head wife was poultry
Undersexed and sultry
That's the rhyme and reason why we committed adultery
I swear, womens love from bel-air to welfare
Chalkin' up these frequent flyer miles on con-air
Her momma shoulda named her casino
She got the liquor in the front
Poke her in the rear
Chorus
Verse three
You know my steez though
Dark skin and creole, i'm 'bout it
Just without the master p dough
But see though, my tax bracket decent and increasin
Make no mistake
You cant get a slice if you don't bake the cake
To reverse trick
My silly ex-bitch transport brick
For twenty percent - commission
She dressed up with no where to go
While i'm blowin up your dress like marilyn monroe
For show, at my girl party, flowin
But i think she caught me like a nazi
Now i'm servin', she got me under surveilence
Like john gotti, now i'm signin' on the low
Actin' straight illuminati
Don't get mad, i'm only being honest
It's clarence thomas (fuck you ras)
You promise
Then freak me, slightly below the hips
And blow me a kiss with your pussy lips
Get at me
Chorus
Get at me
18.The End
My acustic futuristic lingustic rap fabric
Is a mixture of arabic, plug 'em in
Plug 'em in
Plug 'em in, plug 'em in
Come to spread it
The world exclusive
Check it
From the underground producers
Turn your face stone like medusa
Slap dick on a wicked bitch
Or righetous ones weaken sons
Those who burn hurt turn nuns
I rekindle the flam
With the name b.o.b.b.y.
Make it a hobby
Smoke the honey dip got my throat groggy
You doo-doo brain dirtbag derelict dumbfuck
What the fuck is wrong with you dickhead？
Numb-nuts
Just because you made a song or two
What's the balance due on your royalties？
Record companies spoil me
As the wiz hot oil me
Fuck that savage back up
Wu-tang step inside the club
Niggas might act up
One potato
Smack you like the crossfader
Rap data, go back to pissy elevators
Escape the projects, livin' inside the skyscraper
Fuck that i'm takin' back the forty acres
With the cream of nature
(bobby, bobby, bobby, bobby)
(huh)
Yo, my eve called 1-adam-12, i got arrested
At first she protested
But on the seventh day i rested (son i always had the power!)
Before the midori sour with red cherries
Hereditary trait, seeking salvation like the cranberries
Wrote murder with angela lansbury often
Til my biological clock stops and my casket falls
We sell tix like boston basketball
C-arson was askin' y'all
Is ras kass the last to fall victim for wearin' no mask at all？
No gimmicks, just me bein' me
But you ain't bendin' or offendin' me
Cuz anyways hennessy used to be a better friend to me
But i had to stop drinkin' so many pints (why？)
'cuz the tendency to forget
It ain't baseball, america's favorite national pastime is white
Supremacy
Never seen a nigga granted clemency
My metaphors is meta-five
My styles go up in your raw dog little boy,
You get fucked, like pedophiles
When it's all said and done i'ma retire to an island in the
caymans
Enslavin' caucasians livin' off your mama's life savings
I take it all in stride
Dennis rodmans laced to the side
This nigga glide, like clyde
My hands was tied
Silent cries screamed genocide
When two-thirds of the planet died in the end
The end justifies the means
The end is power
(power) power corrupts -- absolute power corrupts absolutely
Young black man, let us begin (2x)
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