[Intro]
MC Ren: You know Hutch man, I let one of these b*tch made n*ggas get away with something the other night man, I shouldn't a let him get away with it
Cold 187um: Put a foot to his ass
MC Ren: What did you say? Put a foot to his ass?
Cold 187um: That's right man
MC Ren: Wow, that beautiful man, wow, that's what I'm gonna do to him, put a foot to his ass. You know what Hutch man, I think I'mma adopt that formula for myself man, wow
[Verse 1: MC Ren]
n*gga I'm the black giant puttin sh*t down
You n*ggas aren't familiar with my sound
I'm shockin motherf*ckers like water and a live wire
Makin n*ggas feel the fire like Richard Pryor
The Great Elephant, the b*tch made n*gga Killa
I'm steppin on you n*ggas like a Godzilla
A living legend like Shaq
The beggining and the last Mohican
Cause I be seekin to have n*ggas tweakin through the weekend
I gives a f*ck about the radio and faggot sounding disc jockeys
Bust yo f*ckin mouth like we playin hockey
I stick and move like rocky cause I'm c*cky
A motherf*ckin nuclear bomb couldn't stop me
I throw a bottle at the mirror and make it shatter
n*ggas in LA shut the f*ck up and make ya sh*t fatter
I'm lookin for the n*ggas with the skills
Not the n*ggas that woke up this morning saying they wanna rhyme
You can always tell whack n*ggas by the clothes that they wear
I b*tch slap the n*ggas tie em' up in a chair
Don't gives a f*ck if baby yellin that it ain't fair
Cause you know this n*gga Ren, n*gga just don't care
Yeah, I'm that motherf*cker sittin on my throne and it's on
Got you n*ggas mind blown
[Hook]
It ain't no turnin back when ya on a mission
For the opposition, n*ggas keep on wishin
[Verse 2: MC Ren ]
I don't give a f*ck I'm a real n*gga
n*ggas swingin on my di*k cause my nuts bigga
Blow they motherf*ckin brains like a sawed off
I bust that funky ass sh*t then they hauled off
f*ck a mother f*ckin record deal could of been a pimp
But I'm that n*gga puttin fear in ya f*ckin ear
So raise the f*ck up, when n*ggas be bumpin that sh*t
Wanna suck this di*k? wanna f*ck that trick
I gotta heata when I need a n*gga
My n*ggas smoke a f*ckin pound of bud
Leaving b*tch made n*ggas in a puddle of blood
I gives a f*ck about em', I just kick it on the block
And handle my sh*t, with my motherf*ckin n*gga Rocc
So f*ck a crew, n*gga, I'm all alone
When I'm spittin fly sh*t on the microphone
And I'm that black n*gga sittin on my throne
And it's on, got you motherf*ckin mind blown
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Bigg Rocc]
n*ggas get sprayed like Raid I have em' droppin
Moppin, shootin n*ggas up like Charles Bronson
J Rocc, a n*gga playin it for keeps, so keep
f*ckin up in the Compton streets, yo Ren pass a n*gga that 38
So I could set all these b*tch made n*ggas str8
Now tell me, do you wanna take it toe for toe strap for strap
I'd rather bust a cap in your f*ckin back
Take a look, what you see is a crook, breakin every rule in the book
I try my best not to get locked up
But at the same time I steady be f*ckin up
At the shack, n*ggas be sippin on that yat
Breakin off a freestyle on my n*gga Hutch's track
It's Big Rocc once again it's on and I got you motherf*ckas str8 mind blown
Yeah