Back From The Dead
Back from the dead second L.P. here we go,
Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O.
Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys,
hat turned back in some Airwalk jimmys
Never slackin hoes I be mackin,
not wacked I don't try to act black when
I came up i came at ya from the outskirts,
bag of weed in the pocket of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone-
Hit bound from the Motown allen,
fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out in Mount Clemens as a D.J.,
park parties gettin drunk on Sunday
Sweet in the heat 2 a beat I'd rock 2 the -and rip shit up
An now I've toured this nation,
pimp of the nation,
pullin hoes
Rock the set in each city then step,
me,
Blackman and Funk Daddy Def Stef
Bitches,
they think I'm sexist,
but all I want baby is your grits for breakfast
Eggs,
bacon,
home cooked fries,
and gimme a plate of that pussy on the side
Triple x on the set showin no class,
just a foul mouthed little fuckin smart ass
No fool I went 2 high school dumb ass
smoked dope and i flunked every class
Slash and I smash cuz I thrash when I bash,
invite me to a party and your house'll get trashed
An outcast sick of being harassed so I dashed,
moved out of the crib cuz I hated cuttin grass
Now I reside on the eastside lovin it,
cold 40 dog in a brown bag chuggin it
Flex,
sex,
run of the next,
flippin and trippin and rippin and shakin the suckers who wanted 2
Front an get around 2 the,
2 get up or get down 2 the rhyme,
I'm shakin and takin and breakin I rip the mic like
Every time fuck I don't eat no manwich,
kickin back coolin with a cold grits sandwich
Somebody said I'm the best in the Motown,
but this town ain't shit but a ghost town
Who ever said it they lied,
they fessed,
bitch I'm the best in the mother fuckin midwest
Wanna be heard when I rap so I yell it,
sport a Tigers cap like my man Tom Selleck
One bad bitch I smoke hash from a stick,
Got more cash than fuckin White Boy Rick
My first LP wasn't pushed for shit,
so Jive Records,
yo,
go and suck a fat dick
Cuz I'm rippin like a chainsaw,
yes I'm that raw,
laughin at ya suckers like Hee Haw
Roll it up,
take a hit and then pass it,
That's how we do it when we roll down Gratiot
In my Grand Marquis,
I pimp to the beat,
two in the front and two hoes in the back seat