how bout the Heim lich I rhyme sick and you can get the duck coon I'm the shit you're shit out of luck, tough I'm the act to follow, housing kids
I always get my way. I'm hot! I do succeed. Like Washington at Valley Forge, I get just what I need. Like Iron Mike with a TKO and Jesse James with a
Gilla House, take it from the top like this *** Yo, Redman 'Back In Business' like EPM D whips I drive, I gotta TV 'em I tour New York down, so B.B.
Gilla House) Comin' through yo' speakers like my ice cream (in ya mouth) I shoot a bazooka not pipe dreams (Clear 'em out) My name is Saukrates get yo' hands up Gilla House
house, Jersey's in the house I said Brooklyn's in the house, Brooklyn's in the house I said Uptown's in the house, Uptown's in the house I said The Bronx
ol' shit Word? We gon go right back to the old school, but before we do I wanna know is my niggaz in the house? Hell yeah, I said is my motherfuckin' niggaz in the house
the planet that can take me out the game My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King A Midwest rider like my dirty Jesse James The C E O of dirty
Sup? Short Dogg back in the house beeyatch And it don't stop to the beat Ain't no thang but a chicken wing We gonna do it like this one more time Straight
if you can't pay it, keep movin' on I'm into somethin' that your fake ass never can handle With your SP-12 and your raggedy samples Better stick with the James
got addicted to my dopefiend beat Whole town fucked around and started smoking D Every rap I ever made was about this town I made 7 whole albums with no James
starting a fight, just telling it right The best damn rapper who ever grabbed the mic His name is Too Short, now shut your mouth In '81 I was rocking the house
cock bust a million rounds Dogg Pound internationals Drippin' off fools While the dock can bust The facility touch I made the game down correct And kissed my belt like I was James
but I wont have no baby witcha Biker boy ya heard me, biker boy ya heard me Im balling like the 80s I'm so James Worthy Still making money off the white
X Yeah, I'm with this, what we throwin up? ("Throwin up the W" -- Ice Cube) All you busta ass niggaz out there I got my motherfuckin homeboys in the house
loudmouth, remember me? I'm the one who burned your house down Well I'm out now, and this time I'm comin' back to blow your house up And I ain't gone
like the lakers lebron james wrist when im fuckin wit that kaper hit the trap, stay down watch the paper rake up boomin out da house
walls, a sea with no name Where you lie adrift with the heroes of the devil's arcade You sleep and you dream, your buddies Charlie and James And wake
drive me to the junkyard in my Cadillac Cadillac, Cadillac Long and dark, shiny and black Open up your engines let 'em roar Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur James