(feat. Millie Jackson, Twista)



[Millie Jackson]

BuckWIIIILD outrageous do what you feel like doin

til a motherfucker know when you don't feel like screwin

I did it, you do it, break the ties that bound

Keep a motherfucker off you, keep your feet on the ground

HEYYY!  FUCK YOU if you can't go for that

And a double fuck you from Da Brat-a-tat-tat

Let it +ALL+ hang loose, never feelin afflicted!

Go for what you want and it's called.. Unrestricted



[Twista]

May the Lord be my witness

From the "Funk" to the "Tantrum" now "Unrestricted"

The K-Town bitch too weak

In Chi-villain they be killin every mark in the district

Can y'all skill match it?

Right I kill Patrick from the six-oh-six-fo'-fo'

Got hit cause ya clip so slow

Motherfuckers can't do shit with "So So"

Shine like a twenty inch Mo-Mo

for the Navi' on top of them dub's

Hit me in the mug, and deliver the bud

Now you talkin bout my gul

Terror for the millenium, straight fuckin up anyone

(hah, anyone.. ssshit) Steady bust like a semi gun

Murderin over any drum; comin out from the dark 

Here to let you know here she come



[Da Brat]

Can't nobody do what I done

Niggaz and bitches think they run

Fin' ta throw another one of my "Tantrums" redrum

And the six-oh-six-fo'-fo' is where I'm from

Callin on my nigga Twista to set this shit off

Two of the best motherfuckers on the Westside

if I need to relieve stress I get high

This the introduction - Unrestricted is how I bust in

Like a blow to the dome and a severe concussion, shock a hoe

And niggaz can talk about me, all they want 

cause I'ma bad bitch 

and I'ma continue to be that, til I'm gone



[Twista]

Shit, babygirl you ain't even gotta hurt em like that

Commit a murder like that

Let off like a asskick and serve a hype track

Hit the world like volcanos, 

earthquakes, bombs, thunder and lightnin

No wonder it's frightening

Hoes might as well not come out of hiding

Could you really be about to crush em

Dustin em off like Hoffman and hush em

Feel the repercussions of a girl

from a place where that gangsterin and hustlin

ballin and bustin so lie low

Dodge low from my Chi flow

We smokin up five-oh

and work thirty calories off like Tae-Bo

In the middle of the function flossin

with a grip no script but "Legit Ballin"

Better go on with the shit talkin

I create corpses for caskets and coffins

Niggaz don't want Twista to spit

I kick that Mobtastic shit

Introduction for a raw and sometimes psychotic bitch



[Millie Jackson]

Oh +I'M+ the befo', but Da Brat is the after

We pimpslap lame bitches just for the laughter

All or nothin, never a fraction

Yeah, you got it.. motherfuckin Mil-lie Jackson

You BITCHES!

.. You BITCHES!