Caca Gosa Vixen

Lyrics

[Intro: Rock] Recent studies have shown, that for every hype MC There are approximately 14.3, wack, fake, bitch ass, semi-feminine, wanna be hard, carbon copy, chunkin, thievin', bitin ass, furthermore unacceptably doo-doo MC's [Verse 1: Ruck] Break north, when the Ruck ripping the stage My nickel gauge rip your Face Off like Nicholas Cage Fuck the front page, nigga, I need the main article On how me and my crew blew niggas brains into particles So don't start if you can't finish 'Cause I will be sure to end it, whatever you created I hate it when a MC blow up like a helium balloon But soon to be deflated 'cause my niggas ain't feeling your tunes [Verse 2: Illa Noyz] Apparently you found it hard to listen Behind the squad, you're missin' Run through my rendition, found how hard I'm hittin' Bound our rods are fishin', in troubled waters I'm on a Mission to show you some of y'all people fell short of Doing how we do, lethal, off of marijuana Yo I think I'm gonna...Let It Fall on 'em like Lin Que On the one twos, Illa cut through crews like an L-O-U-I-E Respect you don't try me When next you open your eyes You see your moms bedside in ICU Like I was supposed to in the first place Don't be rolling the dice in the street, life if you don't ace Nigga, your place, is to back the fuck up now [Verse 3: Rock] Hey yo, my shits cock diesel...like Lou Ferrigno Egg those bitches, send them to son, he might stick those When I rip shows, rip flows, blown out proportion Wanna battle, baby? I take niggas out like abortion Punk, you know me as the Rock or Alcatraz Or Bummy Jab, out to smash and kick a bone out your ass You don't have to ask, ask Illa Noyz or Sean Price, man I know we nice, but you ain't Mike Tyson Stop bitin' [Verse 4: Illa Noyz] The evidence is substantial I dismantle My jams aim like plans devised up by Hannibal Fact of ru'e, got a Bad Attitude like Baracus Stopping up preposterous acts before they off us Swift like dolphins And with my shark fins,I develop a sharpness To flip this science to an art, bitch Be careful and cautious, that's how you need to be I immediately bust your shit repeatedly [Verse 5: Rock] Hey, yo yo yo Some other day some nigga told me send him some new shit So I shitted in a box and mailed it to his crib Just fuckin wit'cha, now let's get to bumpin' Niggas was loud but face to face you're saying nothing Quiet like I pushed the mute button You're frontin' All of a sudden you got heart like you saw The Wizard Rockin the butters? I'll take it, it goes with biscuits Bummy's a state of my mind of mine when I thief shit Even though I got 2 whips and chains like your freak bitch [Verse 6: Ruck] Hey yo, I used to get angry and all uptight You can say what you want, just spell my name right S-E-A-N, P to the R I-C-E, nigga there ain't no tomorrow Who want drama? Fuck I look like, an actor? 'Cause when I slap you, that something motion pictures can't capture [Interlude: Rock + (Ruck)] Take a picture of that, motherfucker! {Click click) You see nobody can fuck with my MFC, word is bond You wanna be down with me Place to be is down with me You could never fuck with my MFC, bitch, word bond [Verse 7: Illa Noyz] Peep the working mans who don feelum For ya Patra niggas, I lump ya I feel you too close to my bumper I don't think you wanna, confront the shit you under Once you do, the one you under Stand, we crash shit like thunder [Verse 8: Ruck] Remember I be, in the mood to get in my own hobby Leaving innocent niggas dead on the street like Ennis Cosby Where will I be in a year or two? Probably locked up in Clearview in Tier 2 It appears you ain't ready for me so I dare you Come through with one twos, then the big Ruck'll tear through But I spare you, 'cause I don't wanna come near you I swear new niggas be coming out the clear blue [Verse 9: Rock] That's my word All y'all Fruit Roll Ups This is a hold up, ain't nothing funny, stop smiling Still nobody jab like the Bummy You become evicted Our mission: win your departure If The Price is Right, my burner turn to Bob Barker COME ON DOWN! You are the next contestant To get that ass split like pea soup in a Deen sections When I'm done wetting, you see, if you resting with hoes None of y'all pimps'll wanna be a player no more like Joe Word is bond! [Outro: Ruck] Caca Gosa Vixen! Caca Gosa Vixen! Fuck y'all niggas! Word up! Caca Gosa Vixen! Caca Gosa Vixen! Fuck y'all niggas! That's my word!