Utter Kaos lyrics

Yo...They catchin' some major feelin's, off of the flavor spillin', me & D-Lo just made a mil, and we savin' the children. And, I don't give a flyin' f*ck about what people are talkin', all I do is get high in the cut, and I'm keepin' 'em gawkin'. You ain't hip to the fashion I bring, it's a grimey passionate thing, you must imagine the bling. These flashy faggots don't use they metal right, I park the Porsche, and get pus*y on a pedal-bike. Certified aristocrat, I look down my nose, at all of these snobby hoes, before I give 'em that...
Yea, I got a di*k that I brag about, make it hard, and I'll tag thе pouch, put it in fast, then drag it out. Who you know smokin' beats, like wе? Soakin' sheets, like me? Holdin' heat, like D? (Coughs) You f*ckin' wit' my lyrical gun? Hysterical, son. It's gonna take a miracle done, and...

Utter Kaos to happen...
I'm not just rappin' in slums, I'm talkin' rhythmically over drums, and...
Utter Kaos'll happen... 
If I get the power to run, executives'd be takin' showers with bums...
Utter Kaos'll happen...
It'd be surprisin' 'em all, won't nobody see the sky, when it fall...
Utter Kaos'll happen...
Feelin' kinda groovy today, don't make me tell the Uzi to spray...
(((Utter Kaos'll happen)))