[Ras Kass]
What, yeah yeah
1-9-9-9, the "Waterproof" n*gga
Y'all little faggot ass n*ggas, you always gotta f*ckin' comment
Y'all like little b*tches
I'ma pull your skirt up, fo' sho
You ain't got enough calcium to have a bone to pick wit' me
Like a gracie I choke a n*gga out wit' his own gi
On me, f*ck they whole batallion
I'll chop ya head off and wear ya skull like sophmore medallions, papi
I'm the one wit da million dolla' smile and three dollars to my name
Puttin black eyes in the game like mascara
Diabetic MC's must think sh*t is sweet
These venomous techniques, I leave heat
A n*gga gots to have it in these streets
Bubble eyed G-S on they teams wit beats
Screamin, "I'll make ya famous,"
Write my rhymes in alien and battle n*ggas in sign language
Cowards make a little cheese then enlarge
Artificially, like Pamela Anderson Lee's double D's, please
I'm bangin from Belize to Tel Aviv on the Red Sea
Racin' Saddam Hussein on Kawasaki jet ski's
[Hook]
Walk holdin' my nuts, I don't give a f*ck
Spit some sh*t so nasty it'll make Lil' Kim blush
n*gga, rasasanation's the name
I'ma put it on a bullet, and put it in ya brain
See that's wussup, only I don't give a f*ck
Spit some sh*t so nasty it'll make lil' Kim blush
n*gga, rasasanation is the name
I'ma put it on a bullet, and put it in ya brain
[Ras Kass]
Stay pus*y as a pantha, puffin' a hav-a-tampa
Askin rappers, "What do you call a million rabbits
Walkin' backwards?" (backround) A recedin' hairline
You shouldn't be nervous though, cuz if I blow
I'ma buy ya record contrac, neva shoot a video
But realy though, is ya nice without rent-a-cars and hype? (nope)
While me and my 12 homies, sip wine like Jesus Christ
Wit' super models bitin' on my ears like Mike Tyson on
Fight night (Sho' ya right)
The dumb and dumber, my cats pack thunder
And I got mo' wraps than Mumra, mean green
Like that super hero with the lantern and ring
Then watch bootleg cable on a 60 inch screen
Champagne, greens, in 3d, while bast*rds out catchin' V.D.'s
See me easily givin' fools the finger like E.T
We be rougher than callous (y'all faggots)
Sing a love ballad, then toss each other's salad
[Hook]
[Ras Kass]
Now welcome to the terrordome (f*ckin maricones)
Hoes in the ozone, cell phones and clones it's on
Busta Rhymes said, "There's only 2 years left"
So nowadays I'm playin' russian roulette wit' a tech (ha)
Ghetto holocaust survivor, everyday
From the S.S stormtroopin P.D. in L.A
Tellin me bein' black on Saturday night is a felony
If ya name ain't Michael Jordan or
Bill Bellamy, you ass out (mash out)
Cause a lot of white people is racist that's why I'm
Bustin' nuts in their teenage daughters faces, Homie
Cuz when it rains it pours, Got me wearin a six foot
Condom, screamin' "f*ck DA WORLD"
Makin' butterfly-ass n*ggas commit insecticide
Half god - 50% zilla - illa - my alphabet slitha across
Ouiji boards from the philla-gilla
Have dead n*ggas dancin around they graves like Thriller
[Hook]
[Ras Kass]
Yeah, what, the "Waterproof", Stu'B'Doo on the track
Rhettmatic Beat Junkies on the scratch
Listen, all y'all n*ggas be having too much to say man
Y'all n*ggas can eat a fat big di*k
If you're p*ssed off you dying with your di*k in your hand, guaranteed
All y'all b*tch ass n*ggas
Trying to play me on the Liberaci Versace tip
I'ma catch you outside your mansion with a big four fifth
Rasassination