You Ain’t Shit Man

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Big Wax, EOM, check it out Homeboys, make some noise Homegirls all around the world, let me hear you say ow (Ow) Now rub your clitori Check it out [Verse 1] Yo, witness the American dream It's Big Wax, EOM, beware of the team We got you motherfuckers nervous like a terrorist scheme You twitchin', itchin' like a heroin fiend I'm sayin' I spit fresh like I just ate a throat lozenge And it rocks the boat like crosswinds My rhymеs people quote oftеn Y'all plastic like them six pack rings that choke dolphins I can tell by how you spittin' that you wack I'm sippin' on a Stella so I'm gettin' my groove back And I could give a fuck about your clique or your crew, Jack We rippin' this new rap so bitches should move back We mixin' a new track like every damn day Couldn't give a damn what any man say We don't like y'all any damn way Put 'em on the barbie, another wack emcee flambe, hit it [Chorus] Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove But somebody been lying to you, you ain't shit, man Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove But somebody been lying to you, you suck dick, fam [Verse 2] Your girl will tickle the Dill pickle until spill trickles in her Giving her a son like Phil Mickel Or a daughter, she be offerin' ass Like it's wine on the altar at mass, she's so nun-like Except celibate she sure ain't All day skeet on her face like war paint Stuck to her like sap from a Sycamore Kick a whore out then it's back to the liquor store Pick up more Pabst Blue Ribbon and sit back brew sippin' Bringing back true spittin' is Wax's new mission For the '09 Got your girl going down like she working in a coal mine My flow shine like a big ass light So here's a pile of my shit, take a big ass bite, mmm It tastes like justice This line here don't have any substance [Chorus] Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove But somebody been lying to you, you ain't shit, man Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove But somebody been lying to you, you suck dick, fam [Verse 3] Damn, you sound shitty, fool I'm neck and neck with Michael Phelps, you chillin' in the kiddie pool Wearing water wings, y'all my underlings Songs in the key of life like Stevie Wonder sings Flow greasy like onion rings We do Paul Bunyan things, we think big, y'all And I hope ya dig it You a piglet in a pig pen, we Big Ben Always knowin' the time Me and E combine like Pacifico and a lime Showin' a sign our flow is divine So when I rhyme for a moment in time I'm not in control of my mind It's like I'm po-ssessed when I spit so fresh Put your goddamn money up if you wanna protest I'm psycho like Alfred Hitch Save the cock for your girl and I'm out this bitch, one [Chorus] Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove But somebody been lying to you, you ain't shit, man Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove But somebody been lying to you, you suck dick, fam [Outro] You fucking pissants You fucking larva, piglet, baby calf You fucking guppies You little fawn ass still in the egg ass little fucking baby still nursery rhyme singing fucks