Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah People
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Bitches
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Animals
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Bumstickitty, bumstickitty, bum huh
I got that old rump-pum-pum-pum
I pump a junk up to get him a beat down
At least sound, I sound like these clowns, like he sound
My flow all over the place, .44 in the waist
Im so-so innovate, if po-po went away, I roll over em like bacon
And call em a pig, wont you hop up off of my dick?
Words in the way, I get lost by him
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of
MLK in the crossfire Get down
I have evolved into the lost diaries of the mob and the Rothschilds
I feel like God broke the vials and I am
Just layin down inside em like caulk and tile Q-Tip
Man, here we go
I said the beat left in the land of criminals
My era, my era, my era so original
Uh-uh, I survived it and thats a miracle
Ah, man
Cause Im from Slaughterhouse People, check yourself
Like Ice Cube said, Before you wreck yourself Bitches
Like Wu-Tang said, You should protect yourself Animals
I got em goin
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Get down
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Yo, snappin necks plus Im live, in effect
Im in the Slick Rick eyepatch, but I got it from Hex
Rappers avoid eye contact, thats outta respect
For the garden of flesh, the ominous Indominus Rex
They be like, You put the Thought on? Yikes
If I told yall once, I told yall twice, that motherfucker is nice
Im the king of the blood sport, all mice
Im from an era, you had beef? You prolly fist for it on sight
Get your ass beat on the basketball court on Spike
Then tell your wife to put your life support on ice
Im the rap Pernell Whitaker, the honorable minister
Leavin every amateur inoperable, I finished em
Makin plaques outta they head like dead venison
Used to beat the battle to neck with damn militants
Spillin over fabulous jams my man Dilla sent
Rap speak for me, I am the ventriloquist
Im so stubborn, the government wont govern
That brother you spoke of, it just wasnt his dope, was it?
Im coke buzzin, I never been low budget
The taste of your own medicine, here come a dose of it
I break free like Chesimard
Keep em guessin hard while my broad say my bars just like ASMR
All my dogs is at the reservoir
Top five, Im where the legends are Keep goin
Live at the edge of darkness and light
One phone call my and my youngins takin flight
You a bark, bitch, and never bite, blow a kiss goodnight
I stay heated, my people in the place needed
If you aint standin up for yourself then stay seated
And they cheated, they lie like a marigold
Vespucci, Im a miracle, Im still super lyrical
Live from the Terrordome, loud like a megaphone
Thutmose the Third, seven inch, heaven bones
Man, here we go
I said the beat left in the land of criminals
My era, my era, my era so original
Uh-uh, I survived it and thats a miracle
Ah, man
Cause Im from Slaughterhouse People, check yourself
Like Ice Cube said, Before you wreck yourself Bitches
Like Wu-Tang said, You should protect yourself Animals
I got em goin
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Get down
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Better hope an ambulance is en route
Papers are hand grenades soon as I pull the pin out
I understand and say Mandalay and Orlando and Colorado and Columbine
All combine into one, I dont walk a line, bitch, I run
Cause we dont got no time to waste, so come on Denaun
They call me five to nine, and thought duh-dun, duh-dun
Then like a shotgun Im ready to cock it on em
Leave these pussies stretched out, like the Octo-Mom
Never had no trouble keepin up with the times
I just adapt to the climate, I treat it like my Levis
When they aint buttoned up right, I adjust on the fly
Middle fingers, put em high, thats why they call it a bird
Cause you put it up in the sky
And Im like a spider crawlin up your spinal column
Im climbin all up the sides of the asylum wall
And dive in a pile of Tylenol, you like a vagina problem
To a diabolical gynecologist, tryna ball a fist I will
Fuck you just buy me, double timing the rhyming
I leave you stymied
Thats why they still vilify me like Bill OReilly
Ima show you what I mean when they
Call me the Harvey Weinstein of 2019
Im a conniving, when Im on the mic Ima standout
Like a lime green wife beater with a knife out
Im a sight to see, but you can see from the ring Im wearing
Me and this game, we got married already
Had the prenup ready, fuck, all thats ever seen her belly
She barely was three months pregnant
Bitch had to give me a baby, we named it Machine Gun Kelly
Now heres to LL, Big L and Del
K-Solo, Treach, and G Rap
DJ Polo, Tony D, ODB, Moe Dee, Run-DMC
Ed OG, and EPMD, D.O.C., Ice-T, Evil Dee
King Tee, UTFO, and Schoolly D, PE, and BDP
YZ and Chi-Ali, Rakim and Eric B., they were like my therapy
From B.I.G. and Paris, Three Times Dope, and some well never see, and PRT
N.W.A and Eazy-E, and D-R-E was like my GPS
Without him, I dont know where Id be
Man, here we go
I said the beat left in the land of criminals
My era, my era, my era so original
Uh-uh, I survived it and thats a miracle
Ah, man
Cause Im from Slaughterhouse People, check yourself
Like Ice Cube said, Before you wreck yourself Bitches
Like Wu-Tang said, You should protect yourself Animals
I got em goin
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Get down
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah