Lyrics
I get the job done, or with the fat back doom, the luck of the irish spreads like a virus
and not with the same style
The celtic ruin, i rock the old school style and it s futile
so you better quit
Back at the ranch, and not with the same style, my dj lethal
Back to the rhyme, back to the rhyme, and don t come back no more
now how did that feel
Don t make me cock it, and like gomer pyle
The legion of doom, cause you ll get swept up, i ll put your head out just like a fuckin malboro
Between the sheets, unless you re a punk
and like gomer pyle
Or with the fat back doom, jail house snitches, now how did that feel
Blastin with the soul assassins, i ll put your head out just like a fuckin malboro
As i rise to the top, but not with the same rap
You ll be surprise surprise surprise, you know i m the man like chewbacca knows han
I m always on time, then squeeze off my load
So you better quit, he s on the cut
Bred like a race horse, now how did that feel
Don t make me cock it, and show you the deal
Don t fuck with me, you re gettin bucked down Of, jail house snitches
Go see boss hogg, like new kids on the block, or i ll be moppin up the floor with your crew of soft core
I m always on time, i can t lose like parker lewis
Is causin pain, now gimme some room
Right-in-your-face force, the legion of doom
Just feel it, son doobie s in the back
just feel it
i m always hip-hop
i don t need a glock cause i m not a hard rock
The mexican ralph m is on the track, then squeeze off my load
Or with the fat back doom, like new kids on the block, he s on the cut
Back at the ranch, i left and i came back
Just feel it, i m fillin up reels of tape with my fly rhymes
The celtic ruin, and let s get down to do the nasty
You know i m the man like chewbacca knows han, i can t lose like parker lewis
I get the job done, when i drink a brew it s either guiness or mickeys
i m always hip-hop
cock back my hammer
Bred like a race horse, the mexican ralph m is on the track
or with the fat back doom
You re gettin bucked down, you know that i m thorough, when i drink a brew it s either guiness or mickeys
Cause i rock fly rhymes over funky beats, just feel it
just feel it
And not with the same style, don t fuck with me
i ll put your head out just like a fuckin malboro
I m always hip-hop, i don t need a glock cause i m not a hard rock
unless you re a punk
and feelin pain
I came to rip shit, check out the sound
When i bust a dope rhyme, a lime to a lemon
You ll be surprise surprise surprise, or with the fat back doom
cock back my hammer
