dick in the butt shit I'll, I ain't the nigga you owing dope, pay him his ones I'm Count Rockula, take it in blood Nigga I'm so dirty, huh, rest in peace
I ain't got mills, but I got a couple of thou' I ain't got a gun, but I bet I fuck you up now Fucking with I, have you niggas touching the sky Wings on
Ya mans'll tell you, Everything is Heltah Skeltah [Chorus: Rock w/ ad-libs] Everything is Heltah Skeltah Everything is Heltah Skeltah Everything is Heltah Skeltah
the mean Beretta We Da Incredible Rap Team, muthafucking rap G's Suckas never catch me, up in them slim ass jeans, ya'll some bustas I think you gay,
in Or I'm gon' crack somebody fucking head open They say I'm (INSANE) I need medicine, therapy couldn't help the (INSANE) Especially with my therapist
Grimeyville Ain't nobody fighting fair, throw ya fucking mom down a flight of stairs So let the D.I.R.T. doing begin It's truly "DA BEGINNING OF DA END
belittle your squad Like Omar, worse than Little Canard, muthafucka) Huh, I ain't no Jim Carrey Riddler, dog But I carry a gem star, I will give it to
now? D.I.R.T. and the Reps hurt niggas pride Well them bird niggas ride, now them herbs get ya nine mills And killas, I'm gorilla They think they banans
Ya'll niggas wack like black in alley My niggas trapped, see the mack I carry? Hah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood I ain't playing
I try, I do it, fuck if you die Ruck, is the, luckiest fucker alive I went from nothing to something a couple of times. [Tek:] I got a gun with a nozzle
ya throat goes sore But if you don't know Heltah Skeltah, you don't know war You don't know Alcatraz, and you don't know Sean And you couldn't know ya
I don't throw fits, I throw folks You had no idea the dirt I do, you summamabitches I call a cab and throw you in front of it, I ain't old school But
' But I'm not from Houston, not that white boy from Dre team But I worldwide circus, fuck chicks for sport I didn't know that was your bitch I caught,
trey pound, bitches I love New York, but I hate clown bitches Not a chance will I tango with you stank foul bitches And I ain't tailor made for play around