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you out fo tha cheddar get wild
what tha fuck

VERSE 2
get wild playa i'm already there 
you can't tell by herbal essence hittin tha air
and this is da
I don't love you
I don't love you
I don't love you no more

Kanye West on the track, by the way
Capital S, capital H, capital Y, capital N,
Tha world is mine nigga get back
Don't fuck with my stack the gage is racked
About to drop the bomb I'm tha motherfuckin' don
Big fish in a small
analize the uncivilized
Make them feel alive
You know right from wrong, so know I'm the bomb
It's okay to beast, see the tracks on my arm
Motherfucker
analize the uncivilized
Make them feel alive
You know right from wrong, so know I'm the bomb
It's okay to beast, see the tracks on my arm
Motherfucker
It's been along time comin locked in the lab wit a infa-red pen and a pad
 A lot of chicks in tha game sound da same can't switch they style an they
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy

(Whachu
Bomb ass pussy
Bomb, oh, you got that bomb, know you got it
Bomb, oh, you got some bomb-ass pussy
Bomb, I know you got that bomb, bomb pussy
I travel the land with the SP in my hand
Rock from New York, London and Japan
It`s time to take command expand to higher lands
P.H. the next man
the mighty one, call a bad one
I rhyme about what I want to, microphone 1-2
You're doing like Lasuran then a bomb do
T-H-E MC O-F are-H-P T-O L-double O-K
FLOW WITH MORE STRIFE
'cause the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we flow like with the mo like
Mo strike
I'm with King Tee and Tha Liks, Alkahol it up like
Bitch, get the fuck off my dick
I got pistols, pills, acid, bombs
Crank, crystallized coke in
can't be touched by these tricks
Getting lifts off bullets flyin
G'z stackin in sirens
In the city streets housing nuclear h tyrens
Got a knock on my
Bomb ass pussy
Bomb, oh, you got that bomb, know you got it
Bomb, oh, you got some bomb-ass pussy
Bomb, I know you got that bomb, bomb pussy
The city of C-H-I is where I'm from
The 3rd motherfucker to drop the bomb on the bomb
And here I come steady breakin bustas off
Up to bat is Da Brat
on bomb-zee and wreckin MC's
Makin shit happen like Lil' Cease
I come from a land of fonto leaf, bark from trees
That stick in your hand, and lakes rollin
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy

(Whachu
Bomb ass pussy
Bomb, oh, you got that bomb, know you got it
Bomb, oh, you got some bomb-ass pussy
Bomb, I know you got that bomb, bomb pussy
turn ya books to page 69 and start sucking
When Organized drop the tracks then start ducking
When Ludacris get in the bed start fucking
You wanna be
why
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot

This is why I'm hot 
I don't gotta rap 
I can sell a mill, sell you nothing on the track 
I
rap for pleasure I rap for chedder
Guns clap for treasure straight like that forever
H, Bleek & Jay on a track together
It's a wrap for y'all dog
We
[dj pooh]
It's the p-double-o-h in the sky
I don't need a cape cause I'm already fly
Like a skydiver, a nigga got drag
Like a race car driver, plus
the bends
When schlam and Mick and Fairooz making the soul news
See we got the bomb track and the D-floor's the fuse

The C-A-T E-M-P-I-R-E-S G-O-T
on my hips
So don't trip but if you choose to
Train tracks around your eyes from who
Me, the see-K-N-I-G-H-T down wit me niggaz
So watch we get props
why
This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot

This is why I'm hot 
I don't gotta rap 
I can sell a mill, sell you nothing on the track 
I