Intro:



I need a blunt fore I slap the shit out somebody

Uhh come on get it up y'all

Uhh come on come on come on come on

come on get it up y'all

Uhh yeah yeah uhh

I know y'all like this one

Uhh uhh yeah yeah uhh come on



Yo y'all niggas will never see my level

Raps so hot I slapbox with the devil

Tap a jaw slap a bitch do what I like

Gotta sociology of money like Reverend Ike

Yo here's a rapper fiction, get out the jurisdiction

before I hit that ass with a cross-addiction crucifixion

Editorial newsflash

Extra extra, let this blast wit your stank ass

Face the ultimate challenge, style's gotta lotta mileage

Come to violence, leave in silence

This beat's a beat so come on take a swim

If C's can't float don't worry about them

I'ma duke like Patty, ritz like Matty

Slick like a khaki, but not your baby daddy

Girls I got em locked, flavors come assorted

So pop that coochie girl like you're double-jointed, come on



Chorus:



This is for my thugs in the clubs and the hotties in the party

who need a drink before you - SLAP SOMEBODY

All my cats on the corner who's packin a shotty

who need a blunt before you - SLAP SOMEBODY

Rewind this jam and let it rock the party

before, I - SLAP SOMEBODY

I speak with more technique, than karate

cos, I, will - SLAP SOMEBODY



Aiyo, strictly from the street that's why I get love

Erick darin niggas out in the back of the club

With the mic in my hand, just got paid

Take you suckers out til I get on stage

When the girls see my face and they all get excited

Thugs in the front row bout to start a riot

Too loud to be quiet, too wired to be tired

Yo E, crank this shit up and get it started

Get the crowd funky like the whole place parted

MC's rest in peace like dearly departed

Then it's all in together now, let me show you how

I do it rock 'n' roll style, then dive in the crowd

Murray ain't your average MC, I gotta lotta fame

but don't act conceited when you see me on the street

I hang with the rich, keep it real with the poor

Kick hard metaphor, cos that's what I'm here for

Catch me east of the sun or west of the moon

Lookin butta fly like a caterpillar just cocooned

Smooth like Thug Passion over-the-rocks

So sporty they need to put me on a Wheaties box



Chorus



Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today

In a special way to play on, baby play

The way you shake that ass girl is something drastic

FABULOUS, and, fantastic

Fly like a B-52 hotstepper

Got latinos yellin "WEUPA!!""

Ese loco, dolli toto

Beseve culo, papi chulo

Whatever, the more the merrier, the longer the weed the scarier

My Squad is Def and we ain't hearin ya

Beat eaters think quick with the speed of a cheetah

Stripped down to my wife beater

Baby doll, shake what you got

I'm not a player hater, I just diss a lot

And don't slam the doors of da Mazzerati

because, I, will, slap somebody



Chorus



Outro:



Bring me up somethin nice cold to drink in this bitch

before, I - SLAP SOMEBODY

Fix me somethin hot to eat before I have to go out-

side, and - SLAP SOMEBODY

Throw your hands in the air from side-to-side

before, I - SLAP SOMEBODY

Doo, doo, slap slap

I, will slap - SLAP SOMEBODY

Slap me and I'ma slap you back..