warning language might up set you!] I don't do work I do damage

everytime I pick up th mic I manage to diss someone or get someone

pissed take off my coat and clean my throat and begin to dismiss all

you fucked up punks that pollute mankind give me a piece of mind

don't shout shut your mouth I'm trying to think cleary you say my

ryhmes are dope check this out. This is nearly the start of something

big like startin' a fire you think the party is here? I'll take the

level higher I'm Everlast get off your ass you cut my rug you stand

again you say man that kid bug...Soya blood cotacs if you like the key

now I'll stomp your head till your dead or at least till you

bleed!...FUCK EVERYONE! It's the Syndicate I say what I want I say hey

fuck off punk just to taunt you..Into believing the ryhmes I say are

meant for one thing and that's achieving my goal so I can stroll where

the fat money rolls 'cross the brige where troule waters pay the toll

with no bother, no fuss, in god I trust but the rest pay the cash

that's a must! Reason I'm teasin' you is it's pleasin' me to see how

funny this can be when I grab the mic I'm like a three wheel bike I'm

always on a roll I'm always good as gold so before you smack lip stick

and talk shit I'll tell you it ain't over so quit! All hell breaks

loose and it's a little known fact that I attract and cause a crowd to

react like an atomic explosion of the pacific ocean the crowd gets

large and I got this notion all I wanna do is speak my ryhme and get

paid cause if I trade to the plade and watch suckas get slaid, put out

of business come on what is this you came too late, boy, class been

dismissed, terminated, cancled put on a natural brake! North, find a

new school to attend 'cause you know I'm goona say what I wanna! You

grab the microphone and let my knowledge be born up intelligence,

excellance razor sharp wit it it's known shit it's always gotta be

legit and up to par no matter who you are I know I'm not the best but

I leave scars on your brain cells what the hell...Fuck Everyone!

Everybody...Fuck'em...Everybody...Fuck'em...Everybody...Fuck'em ever

every everybody fuck'em! I got Tiper Gore protestin' my lyrics FUCK

THAT BITCH I DON'T NEED A CLEARANCE! To write my ryhmes you can't

censor me the public's not blind it's time they knew whats going on

you shouldn't have the power to stop a song even if you don't like

what you hear even if the song is striking fear into your heart, body,

soul, and brain it's my opinion and my domain fuck all those steppin'

in my way step to me and you have to pay what I say so pay your debt

you fuck with me and you'll have regrets...Fuck everyone...Fuck'em

X2...Fuck'em now...Fuck the fed now fuck'em now...Fuck'em everybody!

We don't want to hear bullshit niggers...Fuck Everyone X2...Fuck'em

now, fuck you HAHA...FUCK'EM