(feat. Celph Titled)



Look, up above!

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's my balls! (Yeah)

J-Zone a-k-a Captain Backslap

Celph Titled the motherfuckin' Rubix Cupid

Come on



[J-Zone]

Super-nigga J-Zone in the sky with a fur cape

Enemy of the state, in '98 I dropped the gold tape

Hoes wantin' my presents got nothin' but more laughter

Bitch, the fact that it's Christmas is no factor

Unknown to famous, my Rolodex got a long list of hoes, like the Chinatown White Pages

Only yellow nigga, always runnin' his mouth

Eatin' pussy, lookin' like Pac-Man, but don't fuck with a spouse

Ladies, I drove 'em crazy, 'cause I gave 'em more head

But pigeons are shittin' on me 'cause I threw 'em no bread

Bum bitches beg me not to perform 'cause I'm offendin' 'em

[Sample]

Please, don't do it!

I said I'm no gentleman!

[J-Zone]

She left, about to cry too, what, you forgotten?

I was raised on 2 Live Crew, my attitude is rotten

Zone and Celph are guaranteed

Like your bitch gainin' 55 pounds after you marry the G



[Celph Titled]

Yo, me and Zone cake heavily, breakin' cheddar with cheese graters

With an HK ??? that stretch 3 acres

Sniper maneuvers, I'm on some heavy metal shit

Find me at Lollapalooza with a bazooka

Any bitch 14 and up, you know I'm fuckin' that

Get my rocks off, watchin' fat girls do jumpin' jacks

I really stay on top of my game when I'm at

'Cause I'm fuckin' your wife missionary style on a Twister mat



[J-Zone & Celph Titled]

MC's hate us

Bleach don't fade us

Ball on a bunch of ??? hoes don't date us

Zone and Celph Titled rippin' over the beat

Come to your crib, take a leak, piss all over the seat

You're 2-bit like Atari, ???, Commodore

You're sorry, with a weak show, what the fuck you rhymin' for?

[Sample]

What sort of nonsense is this?

Eat a dick up

Cock-cocksuckers, cock-cocksuckers



[J-Zone]

We APR finance careers

'Cause we give it to you now, and you're payin' for the next 3 years

My ex called me the Pipe-long Kid

'Cause I got a dick size reminiscent of the Whitestone Bridge

Sissies talk all tough, takin' "Thug-agra" by the case

Celph stomped a hole in your cheek, and everybody call your ass Ma$e

And on your face you'll fall flat

For ballin' out your league like Kobe with a baseball bat, ya bitch



[J-Zone talking]

Oh, shit, yo, Celph

What are you doing with that cannon, man?

Make sure you think twice before you use it

[Celph Titled talking]

No doubt Zone, I always do

[Sample]

Once when I load it, and once when I fire it [gunshot]



[Celph Titled]

Real gangstas don't say much, we talk with our hands

And keep a surplus of Ziploc bags and rubberbands

???, you see me load the clip in the gun?

You'd better kill that crip walk and start doin' a crip run

I'm 6'1", 240 pounds, enough to cause fractures

Extort pussies in the game, it's gonna cost rappers

From now on, call me Reverend Get-Right

I got a thing for female journalists, I like the bitch tight

Cookin' crack in a rotisserie oven, hickory smokin'

In the projects with a bulldozer, picture me rollin', nigga

I went to private school, attended church and said my prayers

Now I'm takin' trips to hell, and God, I love it there

Settin' the new fashion trends, who else?

You look nice in that body bag, shoot yourself

Black Sabbath performer, come see me on Sunday

And witness how I'm lightin' up Broadway with my gunplay