not gonna get a piece of that


no, ain’t goin out like that


mutha fuckin true calibur pimps

listen all you mutha fuckas


that’s the name of the game


Yo
Top of the crown
Rape the queen
The fatal mistake in your cradle
Can’t shake the dreams of
Fire inside of your phonograph
Battered with gas
And give you room to breathe
Through an adequate mask
Everybody in front
Let me see ya pumpin’ ya fists
If you up in the back room
When you rockin’ with this
Come on
Keepin’ ya speaker knockin’
Jumpin’ bangin’ bumpin’ blazin’
Hot
Callin’ all freaks (all freaks)
Callin’ all freaks now
Yo yo
Callin’ all freaks (all freaks)
Callin’ all freaks now


that’s right


callin’ all freaks


Get em up in the back room
Get em up in the back room
I said get em up in the back room


mutha fucka


callin’ all

And I say this to you tonight,

let us not forget.

There is Hope!

Turn your head
If It don’t feel good
Turn your head
You don’t wanna take it



Think about the good things that I did to you
And think about the bad things that I didn’t do
That I didn’t do

That I didn’t do
That I didn’t do

Turn your head
If It don’t feel good
Turn your head
You don’t wanna take it

Think about the good things that I did to you
And think about the bad things that I didn’t do
That I didn’t do
That I didn’t do