Uh Oh lyrics

[Intro - Skits Vicious & Jay Reaper]
Uh oh, uh oh
The D.O.D.'s back
Uh oh, uh oh
And all ya sh*t's wack
Uh oh, uh oh
You gettin′ di*k slapped
Uh oh, uh oh
Give me my sh*t back
Uh oh uh oh
The D.O.D.'s back
Uh oh, uh oh
And all ya sh*t's wack
Uh oh, uh oh
You gettin′ di*k slapped
Uh oh, uh oh
Give me my sh*t back
Somebody′s about to get real f*cked up in here
Yeah, Daddy's home kids

[Verse 1 - Skits Vicious]
I′m bout to stick a stick a tnt inside
Any politician tryna tell me how to live my life
What the f*cks going on with you toddlers?
It's time to shock ′em, I use ya nose for a socket
And tell these feminist b*tches they can suck it
Bunch a grown ass men turned Tiktokers
We bout to rip it and you bout to kick the p*ss bucket
Ayo Rеaper, show 'em how the D.O.D. doеs it!
[Verse 2 - Jay Reaper]
Post pics, you b*tch choke on my di*k
You a posing b*tch you ain′t supposed to exist
Life's hopeless, I'm gettin stoned getting lit
Getting close with yo b*tch
You getting stoned with some bricks
These new new rappers looking like some douche bags
You got a diamond in yo head? Well let me do damage
There′s no sense in this sh*t no more
That′s why the D.O.D. is back, b*tch hit that floor

[Verse 3 - Skits Vicious]
Yeah we the lean rugged, mean muggin, weed puffing
Heat busting team bout to violate you tree huggers
Oh I know how much the scene love us
Blacklisted everywhere tryna stop us from the big profit
f*ck em! They couldn't spot us with police choppers
Now take your vaccine and be a sweet puppet
What the f*ck′s going on in 2021?
Uh Oh! I think these rappers here ain't ready son!

[Verse 4 - Jay Reaper]
They ain't ready son, Tommy Gunn, Jim Carey sh*t
I leave ′em spun, with the mask off like a terrorist
Dope D.O.D. like Big Pun, man we the heaviest
SJW n*ggas y'all be the pettiest
We fight for the real justice and not just us
You speaking out of turn you get yo′ motherf*cking head bust
See those are the terms and the conditions
And if you can't comply you get a whippin'
Stop b*tching
[Verse 5 - Skits Vicious]
These faggots lookin′ like Bruce Jenner with his c*ck missing
f*ckin′ pedophiles, you get yo c*nt kicked in
Everybody and his mom simpin'
When I′m done everybody leaves the room limping
sh*t, I really wonder what the f*ck y'all people thinking
There must be something in the water that y′all drinking
Now light 'em up as we celebrate a decade
If you ain′t with it then you dead weight

[Verse 6 - Jay Reaper & Skits Vicious]
You dead weight, I won't carry you, sraight burry you
Put a n*gga deep down in the dirt like a mineral
Cause when it come to rippin' crews we the pinnacle
You f*cking with the holy ghost, I go biblical
Fire and brimstone, raining on ya b*tches
I′m here to pick bones and paint a couple pictures
If you don′t know you betta ask Limp Bizkit
When I busted my first rap the whole planet shifted