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(feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard, Xzibit) [Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard] Give me the muthafuckin' cue, I'mma pop this shit We desperate men, muthafucka, we need this muthafuckin' CREAM, muthafucka Ain't nobody out here trynna give us shit, muthafucka Fuck all that shit, fuck all you hoes, fuck all you Hype ass muthafuckas, all y'all can suck my dick [Diesel] When I rise, in the morning, I thank the God that I'm breathin' Cuz all the population's risin', y'all muthafuckas be leavin' And I don't wanna be, one of those, who be singin' Shot up on your local newspage, then later on this evening Some say they ready to die, nah, that ain't the fly guy All I wanna do is make CREAM and just get high Some wonder God is he gone, til his jewelry stop But I can handle that shit, no way can I not rock block I just let the section know that I do, to be respected and matured I refuse to leave Bush, that's kinda home like the worm And past my reflex, duck shit, I'm like sperm My radio frequency, now go against the grain like Howard Stern East to West, niggaz need to clean it out their ears and Now who rockin' Biggie, and fake Ice Cube's ?? In the hole, we need it get it again On the mic, now Dino rap shit next year Letras de cancionesFrom a not born, to a born don, rap armageddon Is there a light at the end of the tunnel, or just a dead end To get it back like a light packerback, move the way, and yo Nigga roam, I pack the track [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard] Yo I never underestimate a desperate man Yo, get splattered in the paper like a desperate pen friend Yo, sippin' on it, I peep the hooks to end And if it's war, I'm goin' out like a sinful friend Why don't you, get on the mic, a little my friend Why don't you, get on the mic, a little my friend Why don't you, get on the mic, like respect in my hand [The General] Aiyo, the beef is on, y'all niggaz brought the heat to my kitchen So when poison switch in, snitchin', in my ear bitchin' Knowin' damn right, you runnin' around like a clown In and out of town, snatchin' niggaz for G's and pounds One of the first niggaz tell me, I had a fluke Now you come around, trynna sing to me, is that you know I got a full clip, nigga you need to get off that bullshit I stay strapped wit a gat, I'm Alert, ready to pull shit Aiyo, aiyo, way back, like roosters ready to gat Now the tendency, sippin' Hennessey, sellin' crack For the avocado son, now you turned desperado Know no Gravato, or Crystal out the bottle Trynna swoop me out the game, but I'm in like Rado Sweatin' like Pablo, while I'm pumpin' on diablos Wanna get me, I'm takin' muthafuckas wit me, that's my motto [Chorus] [Xzibit] Big bad, insane, black child to blame Pay attention to third, I serve words to the suburb Neighborhood and projects, son, let's break these checks Well not just yet, it's still bigger things to get to Hit them before they hit you, believin' me, huh? I grab the grease to the first, you get burnt when you touch it Fuck it, like the dick bitch, learn how to suck it I rock the master plan, I need to lay low in Amsterdam Finer weed take your hand, to measures of a desperate man I'm here to do ill things like Don King Step into the ring, ginseng make me swing Got me on the third on, no runnin' this year But I can probably burn some, Japan, I don't make friends Just associates, only shake hands when appropriate Only the holy get, for comin' off of sendin' it Stayin' sucker free, never sleepin' wit the enemy Xzibit, I'm unexplainable like the trinity Mountain, fourty ouncin', I'm announcin' The end of war, bitch strained, the crew that can't fade, it's a.. [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Muthafucka, what, what, bitch ass niggaz We rollin' rock hard like a C.I.A., gun shot done and pay I'm the water and the rain, only the ducks suffer green and lust Get high on the yo-yae, third jaw, third wheel A hundred dollar matrix, half naked, get half American I love pussy, I get pussy, the water, I eat it, bitch, the wet supporter Don't give a fuck about whatever I say Muthafucka, I'm here, to gettin' money, get it on, til the break of the dawn Muthafucka, Ason, roll up jay and nut, what, desperate man, muthafucka [Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard] And that's real, that's the real to real My nigga puff weed on the wheels of steel And that's real, that's the real to real Muthafuckas better house to end of my appeal Yea, I'm bout to fuck my kill That's why I never understimate a desperate man That's why I never understimate a desperate man That's why I never understimate a desperate man That's why I never understimate a desperate man From Letras Mania