Yuwannahoe

Lyrics

[Intro: Esham (Only in PFOS 2 Version)] What up doe? Aight, gotta little something to say You know I been chillin, chillin in the underground And we see all of ya'll Yea we see ya'll You know what I'm saying? Everybody in the game trying to do their thing You in the industry We in the streets You know what I'm saying? The label that runs beneath the streets Psychopatchic ABK, Esham, Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Zug Izland, ICP, and Twztid! [Verse 1: Jamie Madrox] Hey you, bitch boy, guess what? Me and my brother made of rubber So when Twiztid's in the house, we bounce the motherfucker Save your pen ink and your paper, player hater We bring the Dark side, Everywhere like the Emperor Ain't you heard, ain't nobody jocking your shit You's an open-toed sandal, just flip-flopping it Here's one for your play list, "Suck my motherfucking dick" First single, you can wait on the remix [Verse 2: Monoxide Child] Get your candle blew out I feel the love, homie, even if it's hate in your mouth I'm still the same sick and Twiztid individual Looking to go ballistic, so reminiscent of Mick and Mal I keep it covered and smothered like hash browns And my war songs ready Keeping them vultures from swooping down I'm as classic as a throwback version of Michael Myers With a hatred that'll spread like a forest fire [Chorus] Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) [Verse 3: Monoxide] I trying to shake them off my collar with a pop and a twist But these haters hang on like some velcro shits I can't escape it, I try scraping them off But they holding on so tight, it's like raping a moth I leave you motherfuckers shaking in the frost of my cold heart And bury you alive in a hole in my backyard Don't act hard, you don't want to chance it, sonny Monoxide, you know how we do this, money [Verse 4: Jamie Madrox] So now I hear that you're attacking my crew For the shit that we do And you's a bitch, thinking ain't nobody sweeter then you We spitting sugar shock for you dum-dum lollipops Give you twenty whole seconds to reload your Glock Better bust right if you're looking for the lime light Better sit down, get your rhyme right, get your shit tight 'Round here we stay tight like fly anus With no video, don't no radio rotate us And no play list, just young, dumb, and faceless While big cats copping these dumb hoes and nice bracelet [Interlude] You hear that, all you stars go wait on your publishing checks So you can pay your baby mama rent, what? [Chorus] Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) [Verse 5: Monoxide] I don't know why they hate me so much Dedicating more then half of their life to doing such Bitch ass shit, it's making me wanna retaliate You'd probably press charges hoping that they'd lock me away [Verse 6: Jamie Madrox] I'm not a bad boy, I'm a fat boy, bitch boy My whole team spits raps while your team is unemployed Riding a pie, I'm a give them a piece of my mind You's a back burner project getting done up from behind My whole squad drops LPs to CDs And making way more chow then you'll hoes will ever see [Interlude: Anybody Killa] That's right motherfuckers Quit selling that shrink rap boo-boo bitch Hold on, man Why don't you bring that beat back up in here? [Chorus] Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here) Why you wanna ho? (So don't worry) Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here)