been have left out Mad at the man no doubt Althogh you feelin all right It's feelin' somebody been have left out Number one cause the Big Willie (yeah
[Run] One two, one two.. [DMC] And this is, the hardcore raw Lyrical law, never seen before And I am, D.M.C.. And for all of y'all This is the way, we
Whatcha see D, w-w-w-whatcha see D I see some bald headed hoes Bald Head Hoes Whatcha see D, w-w-w-whatcha see D I see some bald headed hoes [Verse 2
end Dear God will you tell me why I'm judged by the color of my skin If you can please respond, a.s.a.p. Sincerely Willie D [Hook until fade: child
(feat. Ghetto Boys) [phone conversation] [Willie D] Underground Master speaking [Lil' J] Yo D, what's up? [Willie D] Just chillin, man, what's up? [
pussy Make her feel the pain, fuck her damn brain And when I'm finished, then I would ask her Who is the best, and if she didn't say Willie Dee I'd take
How can you say that you're a Christian motherfucker When you don't even love your own brother Family boy, whether you like it or not When will this bullshit
go up in it I'm so damn horny tonight for smash That I'd fuck Whoopie Goldberg ugly ass I need some pussy [Willie D] Pussy, pussy, pusssy.. [Choice] Willie
Geritols Whenever I call for you She telling me all this shit she been through How she nearly had a heart attack eating chili And how your pops can't operate his Mr. Willie
to relatives That I hadn't seen in years Walked up to grandma, and gave her a big smack And she gave me one back She said "there's plenty of food, Willie
World War 3 right here on the concrete God damn, I done told ya (Willie D) goin' out lika soldier... Fuck this, fuck that is my motto Willie D is fucking
Nineteen-muthafuckin-ninety-nine Willie D Retreat or get hit I'm loved by few, hated by many But guess what? I don't give a shit [VERSE 1: Willie D]
So fuckin close we even dressed alike You used to say, "Fuck L.L. and Run-D.M.C. They can't fuck with my nigga Willie D" But then I started makin money
then a nigga gotta hurt her Bitches die too my recipe for a murder [Willie D] My recipe for a murder is simple Fuck with Will and get one to your temple
can keep your mothafucking Noble Peace Prize I said fuck Rodney King and I mean it And any mothafucka out there who resent it Cause didn't nobody set a fire for Willie D
s up Dee? [Willie D] Man Reddy Red, where the fuck you been, man? [DJ REDDY RED] But I been stickin this dick to this bitch in this car, man [Willie D
from the get That her pussy ain't no more important than your dick Cause I had this hoe the other night, bro Yo, peep the scenario She tried to take Willie D
We can take this shit to the morgue You got homeboys, we got homeboys [CHORUS x4] Clock em, glock em Drop em, Stop em [Willie D] Don't blame me for
