The music sucks and that's a genuine truth when you're not around I feel that nothing is good probably it's a fact and probably it's not but when I?m
unu Read unu, greed unu, breed unu when me mislead unu Wok unu, bruk unu, fuck unu when me de open unu Puck unu, pluck unu, chuck unu, unu suck unu mukkunu
: At the music heist I met the gourmet man With aluminum lungs Sucks out all he can He sees the whole world go flip In a stunt bug style Cos he's a parasite
and intellect check the style We extra International Oh, listen to the music we are puttin out Ah, and everything is all right And if don't like the music
we live for the thrill [Verse Two: B-Real] Plug the mic in, and I'll move the crowd Neighbors get mad cause the music's loud I send a few girls in the
em and get another suck and hit em with venom Nigga my name is Sen and I'm real while you're pretending Suckers with no style I hope you get offended
take each day the bullshit don't stop Got to act with the man cause I don't suck cock No matter how bad I wanna get to the top The music go out like a
killas The most villainous Dre protege, Shady apprentice Drop them zeros and get with these heroes Do you want losers or winners, this music is in us,
go again No bloops, no bleeps, no blunders, no blurs My style is unisex, for his and hers Someone to ride my topics, unholy like I drop it For suckers
rude I still kick wicked shit and I ain't changin' shit Fuck censorship I say suck my dick Back to back with a ho and a bitch And all y'all suckas can suck
my firebomb sale Some a sell coke but the music we a sell We no inna doubt, we don't want no ambulance bell While other lyrics are full of our style we
think I was a kid G, that's why I took the time out to say that I gets buzy, like Dizzy, Gillespie So suckers stretch your eyes, but you still couldn'
when you was rappin' before the time of your deal (uh) and now that you got signed, oh it's clear and it's simple, you're only makin' music that you pretend
look at these suckers I ain't no rapper, I'm a hustler It just so happens that I know how to rap Okay, I'm reloaded! (music drops in) [Jay-Z] I did it
the DJ's I put out fire, like I'm holdin an extinguisher New shit every week, new piff, very heat I'll show you how to do this, your music is very sweet
battle, put me in it, I win it The mission is music and rhythm Rhythm backed by words, all in my system System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in Heart into the music, music
Show'em, who's the ok Like collard greens and whole eggs I got soul, thats somethin that you ain't got That's why yo style is ro-ten, Stop in the land
