guises mouthin off I wanna speak to y'all leaders, you bump and smoke cheeba I shoot em in my two seat-a Yo you's the worst clown The Jamie Fox with his
Keeps the chrome fifths, make you so sick Ya'll hoes give me honestly, no choice but to chick 'Ficially Firm, no extra shit No surprises, no diguises, no Fox
in the fox hole.. .fox hole Aiieeeeeeeee. . .shot in the fox hole Aiieeeeeeeee. . .shot in the fox hole Aiieeeeeeeee. . .shot in the fox hole Aiieeeeeeeee. . .shot in the fox
I go to work Like a doctor When I rock the mic You got to like The way I operate I make miracles happen Just from rappin' I'm so lyrically potent And
like Boy meets World and Lost. Gotta have a little bit of soul, no WASPs. Red hair helps, keep those hips on lock. No fatties, no fuglies, I only hunt fox
a hardhead I'd run to the block anyway Me and D'bo forty-drinkin', weed-smokin', servin' fiends til the mornin' Coming home young and restless Grandma downstairs waiting watchin' the Young & Restless Soap opera