Blam!

Lyrics

[Intro] Old school Twiztid found in the rubble of Earth's remains You don't know how we do things shut the door fuckin' say shit Give me that fuckin' wrench, I'm gonna crack this fuckin' kid in the skull Listen here motherfucker you don't know how we do things Shut the fuck up, look some motherfuckers don't play that shit I'm one of those motherfuckers don't fuck with me I'm warnin' you, what the? Don't fuck with me you cock sucker, shu-shut up! [Verse 1] I transcend and continue to bring rhymes Rappers is dime a dozen like the cars in Tradin' Times This is the shit I'm not the ordinary cracker, I'm the Ritz Step back Jack or collide with two fists Blam to your chin, blam to your skull Now tell me who the brotha with the biggest balls Rhymes hittin' from here to Reno, pesky like a mosquito Tougher than Scarface so call me Al Pacino Wishin' like skeeto to Meet the Beatles Eatin' some Fritos, a cool cat daddy like Chester Cheeto Chantin' like the Santa Domingo monks Mortuary livin' close to the cemetery Met a girl named Carrie, she told me she loved me, ain't it scary? Like Chuck Berry I string funky guitars Swoopin' down on brothers like Mel Farr, better deals Caps get peeled, raps get dealed and dealt Twelve inches keep spinnin' turntables with felt Now give a little cut that's enough 'Cause I represent a style that be rough and tough And built like a Tonka truck because I take abuse and keep on Survival of the fittest, first rule of the strong I'm not made by Nabisco, but I drink Cisco When I go to Hardee's I always order me a frisco Combo meal, $2.95 oh what a deal "Would you like that super sized for 35 cents?" For real? Ok go 'head, just don't do hawkin' on my bread Can I substitute my drink with a milkshake instead? "Yes sir, your total comes to 14.88" Who I'm tryin' to feed, Michigan State? Can you relate? [Chorus] Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me [Verse 2] Clap on clap off like The Clapper, I'm such a hotstepper Drinkin' some Dr. Pepper with my nigga Jed on the record Microphone checker one, two, one, two Now tell them mothafuckas what you came to do I came to bring the skills and try to pay the phone bills I saw Jack and Jill doin' the nasty at the top of the hill Comic books and bitches is the shit I dig I don't wanna grow up, 'cause I'm a Toys-R-Us Kid I get Lost in Space, like Will Robinson, danger Call in the Dragon Zord 'cause I'm a Mighty Morphin Power Ranger Hittin' on the scene with karate kicks OD'n on sugar with the Pixy Stix And big ol' fat glass of grape Kool-aid Chillin' with senior citizens enjoyin the shade Stayin' paid countin' the big ol' wad of cash Hittin' on the scene like Jumpin' Jack Flash A dash of pepper, achoo, it made me sneeze Always itchin' my balls like I got some type a fleas Oh baby please, what you sees, is what you get A goofball with long hair growin' wild like a Chia Pet We just met you know how I come across as I enforce Sweatier than intercourse, spicier than hot sauce Re-enforce your lyrics lyricist, 'cause I'mma smash Takin your titles and I'll never stop 'til your career crash [Chorus] Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me [Verse 3] Hickory dickory dock, tell them fools they better stay off my cock 'Cause I rolls with a pack of lunatics down the block Bad alliance, big giants House of Krazees runnin' shit For the nine to six and then some Representin' mad skills, pay the bills Got they back plus the ends on the dub sack Now tell me, who got the ill rhymes? Got your toe tappin' like Gregory Hines Runnin' shit like a marathon, I'm stronger than Teflon And use my liquid friend to get my drink on Well I'm slightly bigger than the average nig Got an attitude I get rude, you disrespect me and I'll split your wig Knick (Knick) Knack (Knack) patty wack, my name is Mr. Bones Dunkin' lyrics in your ears like Eddie Jones You better give it up for the original individual In disguise so open your eyes, surprise, I fade 'em all like Jamal I'm standin' tall with my back to the wall A bad brother like Lou Rawls I'll fold ya, I thought I told ya gun in the holster Thought patterns run deeper than the minds of Minolta I ain't actin, this ain't no play, been eatin' Play-Doh And paint chips since I was eight, can you relate? [Chorus] Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with Badder than bad, 'cause I'm from Motown Blam! I'm very very difficult to fuck with You don't wanna fuck with me