Huffed and he puffed
Huffed and he puffed
Blew tha house down
Now how dat sound?
Never, no, never
Give up, gotta, gotta live up
To my name
Triple double in da rap game
'Cause I ain't goin' niggatronic
Smart enough to know I ain't bionic
Wit my main man Harry, not Connick
Rather rap my black ass off
Getcha hooked on phonics
Good enough to know no endo
Threw it out tha window
Along wit tha Super Nintendo
I'm a strict daddy, got dat right
Goddamn right
But have a good time, Dynomite
It's just that I don't talk
That same ol' crap
(Shit)
'Cause Papa got a brand new bag fulla rap
(Hits)
The world don't work no more, no more
The world won't work no more
Ain't gonna work no more, no more
My main knick knack paddy wack
C'mon and give a damn
Confrontational man is what I am
Is what I am
I'm tearin' down da house that Jack built
'Cause he killed whoever he wanted and hunted
And tax the backs of the environment macks
Who plan in da silence of the scams
A world dat wont work no more, no more
Mother Earth gets treated like a whore
And he doeth great wonders
So that he maketh fire come
Down from heaven on the earth in sight of men
Toms to the left of me, bombin' to the right
World good night
He got destruction in his appetite
On a platter a planet to him, it doesn't matter
3-2 at the plate, up go the greedy batter
Environmental alarm to all not some
Good God, 'cause we don't get two of 'em
I was told that oil and water don't mix
But the new world order got a disorder and so I diss
Cuss my disgust if I must
One earth is da birth outta all of us
And so I diss after the math
Disaster wit a European autograph
Gonna be bedlam
If he spread 'em
Da trigga is cocked
Nowhere to flock
Gonna be bedlam
If he spread 'em
Pass da word
F what you heard
Gonna be bedlam
If he spread 'em
Glock is cocked
Now drop da props
Gonna be bedlam
If we spread 'em
The day the whole world couldn't do it
Repent, oh no!
Check the preacher what he spent
One way ticket to God to fix scars
Woman and man runnin' the land sea and air poor
Do we all go the way of the dinosaur?
Or to hell and back attack
The new clear fog got us sniffin' like
Atomic dogs
Pocket fulla Pimp Daddy moves
Put a code on a can
Whatta hell of a man, shootin'
Trigga pollution, planet prostitution
Uprootin' da third
We go to the way of the bird
Can't do whatcha want to da place
Don't waste my place
Where you from? We only got one

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