Unf*ckwittable lyrics

[Intro: Erotic D & George Clinton]
One time for your motherf*ckin mind, yeah
This is Erotic in the house
With my n*gga, Jamal
My n*gga Calif
Passion in the motherf*ckin' house
The unf*ckwittable individuals, that's us, yeah
With this laid back sh*t they about to rip
And, uh, by the way
I got my dog George Clinton in the house with us
To get it up, right
And, uh, it's gonna be about that time
A n*gga to... lay it down
And, uh, as long as you realize
That it can't be f*cked with
You can get with this
Right
You can't f*ck with this
Check it

[Verse 1: Passion]
I make your eardrums bleed like a 9 millimed
n*ggas steppin' up like they wanna see me
I be the P to the A, double-S, crooked I
You and your crew contemplating suicide
Your troops callin' truce when I let the flavor loose
Like a deuce deuce, now who want the proof?
Def Squad's over here, step to the rear
I got the sh*t you don't wanna hear, the sh*t you fear
The money talks and the bullsh*t walks
Recognize the realest streets of New York
Mally G got my back like a trigger to a mack
10 and I'm rollin' in a jet black Benz
No foes, everybody know the code of the streets
n*ggas don't sleep cause n*ggas got to eat
Follow my styles like rituals
I beez the unf*ckwittable, lyrical individual
[Hook: George Clinton]
It's unf*ckwittable
You can't get next to this sh*t
You can't get next to this sh*t cause it's unf*ckwittable

[Verse 2: Passion]
Yeah, now as I think for a sec, wait a Goddamn minute
These n*ggas all up in it like they want it and they with it
Full of envy and testing me lyrically
I don't follow no beats, I let the beats follow me
Lyrical metaphors are ready for your brain
Coming down like rain, I bring the pressure and the pain
And, fallin' on your back like birdsh*t
You fell Into the pits of Passion, and poison strike the membrane
Saying my name in vein causes pain
Back to reality, your fairytale is over
n*ggas be wishing upon stars and four leaf clovers
But I be wishing upon styles and microphones
God bless the child who bites her own now
Styles are invisible, critical
Passion is lyrically unf*ckwittable

[Hook: George Clinton]
That's what this is
This is some unf*ckwittable sh*t
Matter of fact this...
[Verse 3: Jamal]
See I be standing in the middle of circ*mstances that cause
n*ggas to get they ass lit, till they sh*t in they drawers, ha-ha
Here to drop the funk hydraulic pump acupuncture
Passion and Jamal here to taunt ya
Flow for flow, back to back, we kill tracks
n*ggas don't understand how we do it like that
Representation, no perpetration
All we see is trick ass n*ggas in the nation of player-hation
But I just play it cool instead of playin' the fool
Cause MC's get stuck like glue with the tool
For the residuals, Jamal's the unf*ckwittable
Lyrical individual

[Outro: George Clinton]
It's unf*ckwittable
Most incredible
You ain't seen no sh*t like this
This is some next sh*t
And you can get it next to nothing
Never get next to this sh*t, next to this sh*t
It's unf*ckwittable
Quite incredible
Oh, it's unf*ckwittable
Yeah, check this sh*t out
Well alright, sh*t