Kaboom! Elephant Man, it's gonna be a massacre Little John, murder the choir Ice Cube, get the cave Him, them think we a plague Kill off *** rumbo-clad, away the pussy-clad Do ***, and when *** run off a dipper We still a look fi ***, it's gonna be a massacre Anywhere we see ***, we will rumbo-clad Bull-climb, we a go kill *** You ***in' with some killers? You ***in' with the mother***in' British? Niggas, you ***in' with some killers? You ***in' with the mother***in' British? I wish a mother***er would say somethin' *** around and get your goddamn ass whooped Nigga, I feel like startin' some *** And I might just slap the piss All *** pussy-ass niggas like you, nigga, *** ya Take a .45, cross they head, gun butt ya Yeah, y'all pussy-ass niggas ain't hard Stuff that ass up like a nigga man march Sawed-off shotgun, hand on the pump Nigga on the trigger, I'm ready to dump Move, mother***er, bye-bye Point blank planes, your head niggas gon' die That's why I never leave the crib without packin' my gats Strap on my vest, put on my hat Mother***ers out of line gettin' laid down flat I'ma show you how I will, nigga, act Kill off *** rumbo-clad I wear the pussy-clad to *** I wear *** run-off of the earth, you still not look me *** It's gonna be a massacre, anywhere we see *** We will rumbo-clad Bull-climb, we a go kill *** You ***in' with some killers? You ***in' with the mother***in' British? Niggas, you ***in' with some killers? You ***in' with the mother***in' British? It's three to hallway, black Lambo, no passengers Black ski mask, chainsaw massacre Q pass me the AK-47 Block out, yellow tape the intersection Load the clips, lock em in Got a black 4-5, call it Pox Revenge I'm a mother***in' animal Mildred, I be cannibal Every nigga in Atlanta know I'm psycho, insane, about my cash Figure we open Alcatraz And sentence me to life without rehabilitation *** Governor Schwarzenegger, it's my statement Dear Mr. President Barack Obama Right after you catch Osama Tell Mr. Russo, please let Oprah know That I won't ever stop sayin' bitch and hoe Still out there rumbo-clad I wear the pussy clad to *** I will run off of the earth, you still not look me *** It's gonna be a massacre, anywhere we see *** We will rumbo-clad Bull-climb, we a go kill *** You ***in' with some killers? You ***in' with the mother***in' British? Niggas, you ***in' with some killers? You ***in' with the mother***in' British? We run A-Town, we run L.A. Now get down on your mother***in' ballet Before this AK make you do a ballet It's the Nutcracker, I'm the linebacker Three mother***ers, hard as concrete Y'all mother***ers, soft as Gandhi Pull that thing out, now you a zombie Old Van Wick, you know where I be Westside rollin', all day, every day Got your bitch open, you ***in' with heavyweights Lightweights stay on my space And stay the *** out of my face Ghost Riders, I'm on ya From Atlanta, Georgia to California This *** can't go no longer And when I catch ya, I'ma do ya Get out that rumbo-clad I went and pussy-clad to them I let them run up out the earth, you still not look me *** It's gonna be a massacre, anywhere we see *** We will rumbo-clad Bull-climb, we a go kill *** You ***in' with some killers? You ***in' with the mother***in' British? Niggas, you ***in' with some killers? You ***in' with the mother***in' British? *