I got a couple buddies that'll cross on ya border
Turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bats flying up inside close quarters
You can't keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn't for the radio, this single won't be popping
This is true critics live for you to bash through it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music
I got a couple buddies that'll cross on ya border
Turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bats flying up inside close quarters
You can't keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn't for the radio, this single won't be popping
This is true critics live for you to bash through it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music
Astonishing, I can still hear my mama sing, upon a dream
Then Obama brings some no no things from the drama king
I want a fling but with mama singing its wronger thing
So I'ma keep fondling this honor queen from the conjuring
Dude's crazy, he's who's baby
Maude Sue lady through Hades fools made me loose faith
We goose fugazis
Who played me like ukulele, too shady, who's roots gravy
Out your noodle, you pussy punk, you's a poodle
I push the paint up to Pluto, and then pack your parents in a Peugeot
Better yet in a Yugo, yes y'all a eulogy shoe know
After killing like Hujo
I'm catching a wave noodle
Eh-Eh
To the rents and area, this belong to
Eh-Eh
Drink away my pain and then piss it on you
Give the song new meaning, eat it up, beat it up
If its wrong you bringing, fuck you!
Here's new N9na to rock to
I got a couple buddies that'll cross on ya border
Turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bats flying up inside close quarters
You can't keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn't for the radio, this single won't be popping
This is true critics live for you to bash through it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music