the three of the horniest devils I'm not violent j but I'm a psychopathic rebel Just a bud smokin panty feelin' p-town kid Got a 77 slant nose v-dub biatch
the three of the horniest devils I'm not Violent J but I'm a psychopathic rebel Just a bud smokin panty feelin' P-Town kid Got a '74 slant nose V-dub
Now off of two-fifths of drank (drank drank) They got yo' boy lookin for a bitch to spank (spank spank) Baby you can kick it but ya sister cain't (nah
You stand there, stutter, brains like butter You dissed your father, sister, your mother Times have tried too hard to your answer To give up instead of
cat But bitch, I get pussy for free, I'm hittin? that I don't pay for kitten, are ya kiddin?? Well, it's the kid A.K.A., in and out your sister's crib
, sylabbles and my name is straight terror Killarmy running through your whole fucking era With five stages of consciousness, we swiftly change like the weather And control
avon Girls don't play me, they strictly obey me Ask who the smoothest, bet you they'll say me I'll take one to a dozen, sister niece or cousin Yeah,
that only the meek are gonna inherit the earth Well shit, By this time the kid doesn't know what anything Is worth, now brothers and sisters I am only
trash the rope is to us That means I'm hanging myself by living The noose is getting murdered that or going to prison My minds controlled before I learned mind control
I pop my demo tape in start to beat my head, Peaked out my eye, see if he was beating his, He might as well say beat it kid, he's on the list, It's like
nigga, fuck wrong with yo' brain, huh? [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] I don't pay for kitten, are ya kiddin? Well it's the kid A.K.A., in and out your sister
two-fifths of drank (drank drank) They got yo' boy lookin for a bitch to spank (spank spank) Baby you can kick it but ya sister cain't (nah nah) Runnin
this insanity I'm not understanding you never understandin me Whether the mayoralty get's the priority over the street We become the majority inflate The incredible rate, controling our fate Controling
friend! S & M! Bring all your horny friends! [Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice] I wear my leather in the summer to every show With my whip around my neck, I control
'll never see a man, a real black man Until you see a man with control of his hands And to control your hands means you control your mind And to control
Everybody yellin revolution But still on the ave cruisin, not seeing we losin Control your life and choose your direction With sex and foreplay use protection Control