Bust it

I want y'all understand I'm down with NBC

I got so many styles that could wax a MC

I'm a kick a fresh rap and a plus I get dap

But the other MCs out here are so freakin' wack

So MDC will teach them hey, we will teach them

MDC will teach them hey, we will teach them

All about them sopps

Who think they ass down but don't get no props

What he is to Zee, he's a fucking nerve plucker (Wack mother...)

You say you can beat Zee, you lie

I freak it on your click with my shoes untied

And you are just a never clucker

You plucking my nerves you wack mother fucker





I shot the motherfucking sheriff in sahoras

My lyrics go for seven years like broke mirrors

Zee be illin on civilans even children

Throwing biters from the roof of my buildin

The Outz like the Bush Babies

Because "We run tings and ting don't run WE"

Nah this urgent, someone call the surgeon

Zee wash the MC's mouth out with detergent

I bar-b-que avenues with mildews

And kill crews with the Jews up in Kalamazoo

So hey, hey hey Zee going loco

I'm Phat like Al without Bill Cause on my vocal

And you can put your click, anybody

Against Zee and watch me shit like on the potty

I freak the style that be too unheard

While punks like you keep plucking my nerves







"You are what I label as a nerve plucker

You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker"





And bust it, the gangsta rappers kick the can

Because y'all don't got no work man, the man with hands nigga

You need bullets, hurry up RUN

Before Young Zee whip out his spank and shotgun

Damn, I wax gangstas backs for fun

Acting crazy with their guns like Attila the Hun

But Zee gonna wait until all y'all come

And I guarantee you son, I'm a knock out one

Yeah yeah, when I get swoll can't none of y'all hold me

I loop an oldie, and be Da Mack like Goldie

And waving pistols is not necessary

I'll tell you straight up, none of y'all bitch niggas scare me

And if I slip and hear one nigga biting, I'm a set it

Making all y'all in this bitch start fighting (Uh-huh)

And you gonna get stomped to the curb

Cause that gangsta rap shit be plucking my nerves







"You are what I label as a nerve plucker

You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker"





Ohhhhhhhh child, mcs is getting real cheesier

Ohhhhhhhh, mcs getting cornier

So I umm, I do rappers like a Box and Pop

Like body blow, uppercut, KNOCK HIM OUT!

The fats ones that flip they tongue

The crossover sellouts that's out for funds

And umm, the shook ones that quick to run

The gangsta rap liars talking about they gun

All of them, yeah yeah it's absurd

All of y'all motherfuckers be plucking my nerves





"You're plucking my nerves" 

"You MC sucker"