Bitch nigga, gun trigger

Dick's bigger, why fuck?

Killer, blood spiller

Bitch, steal a mac truck

Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck

Bigger Thomas, I promise

Leave a corpse in the furnace



Bitch nigga, gun trigger

Dick's bigger, why fuck?

Killer, blood spiller

Bitch, steal a mac truck

Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck

Bigger Thomas, I promise

Leave a corpse in the furnace



Bitch nigga, gun trigger

Dick's bigger, why fuck?

Killer, blood spiller

Bitch, steal a mac truck

Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck

Bigger Thomas, I promise

Leave a corpse in the furnace



Bitch nigga, gun trigger

Dick's bigger, why fuck?

Killer, blood spiller

Bitch, steal a mac truck

Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck

Bigger Thomas, I promise

Leave a corpse in the furnace



Nigga what?

I'm complicated down to my strut

Like the way I hold my gat flat on its side like a pug

And I'm tickling the trigger make it laugh from its gut

You would think I'm a comedian the way it erupts



Nigga what?

I represent the ashes and dust

All that's sittin up in ya chin that's got ya stuck in a rut

You can fire, hold your fire, son, I'm smokin you up

You can whistle your desires 

Even Buddah got snuffed



Nigga now

I'm standing on the corner of Wow

Exclamations pointed at me cuz I'm gettin' these nouns

Got these kids inventing adjectives and gaining renown 

Cuz I am nigga

I am



Nigga please

The earth, the air, the fire and the seas

Third dimension, fourth dimension, fifth dimension with ease

Oh, the chicken never thought I've got ya smokin' them trees

Ask your front door what my sawed off got you snortin' them keys



Nigga what?

But I ain't gonna knock open up 

When it's time to meet your maker ain't no changing the plot

You're an actor in the series nigga, I own the lot

And I'm here to serve these royalties like gold in a pot



Callin haves and have-nots

Callin haves and have-nots

Callin haves and have-nots

Callin haves and have-nots

Callin haves and have-nots

Callin haves and have-nots

Callin haves and have-nots

Callin haves and have-nots



Hey, ain't no need to stop that

Hey, ain't no need to stop that

Hey, ain't no need to stop that

Hey, ain't no need



God and pussy

Objects of desire

And ill repute

Some rather seek up high 

Than dig and grind that inner truth

The angel of my eye 

A bit too fly to substitute

With any other form than the Messiah's

Black Mariah

Mothership, grandmother moon and sea

The wave and form of beauty born of Eden's apple tree

And every single Adam stands erect and prays to be

The follower she offers sweet communion

Holy union



Let me see you run it just like that

Move your hips from side to side 

Come forward, push it back

Let me know firsthand the land of glory that I lack

I surrender all to you if you surrender back



Holy God

Where'd you learn to squeeze it tight and then 

Move it slow enough for me to question everything?

You slowly start to tremble 

Heaven's walls begin to sing 

Tsunami ever after 

Cosmic slop on everything



Hey, ain't no need to stop that

Hey, ain't no need to stop that



Bitch nigga, gun trigger

Dick's bigger, why fuck? (Ain't no need to stop that)

Killer, blood spiller

Bitch, steal a mac truck

Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck

Bigger Thomas, I promise

Leave a corpse in the furnace 



Bitch nigga, gun trigger

Dick's bigger, why fuck?

Killer, blood spiller

Bitch, steal a mac truck

Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck

Bigger Thomas, I promise

Leave a corpse in the furnace