As It Ever Was

Uh shoot 'em all baby

Just call it in one time for me real heavy

Back in black

Who's the mack

Sittin' on the back

Of a Cadillac

It's the D ************

Better pass me the mic

So I can rock on

And drop the styles

I write I like hip-hop

Ya don't stop

And all that

I rock the freak styles

And neat styles

That are crazy phat,

It's making me sick

Punk get off my **** chorus '

Cause I'm the same ************

That I ever was

Same ************

But I can't pay attention '

Cause I'm on that dust

My head's not swell

Kid I'm not gell

Don't feed me soup

Just give me the funky loop

I'll rock it to the best of my ability

Runnin' mad styles and showin' flexibility '

Cause I'm the man that's on point

When I jam a funky joint

I want some other over there

Yo, I just don't care ****

Pass the mic

Then I'm gonna' tear ****

Up like a peice of paper

Your girl caught the vapor

When I ran the caper

I ain't rearranged

So don't look strange

I'm the same ************

Ain't a damn thing changed chorus '

Cause I'm hard like stone

Don't play me soft

And I rock rhymes frequently

I drop it off and

I'm off in space

I remember your face

But don't remember your name '

Cause it's all the same

As it ever was

That's what it is money grip

Don't trip

Or I'm gonna' bust that lip chorus

Bustin', flippin', skippin',

Just like a stone on a river

Ya know I'm gonna' give her

Whole lotta' flavor

Criminal behavior

Used to be how

I made it

But that ****'s over rated

Now I rock rhymes over funky beats

I **** fine hookers between satin sheets

They say money changes people

But I won't 'cause

I'm the same ************ that

I ever was chorus

And ya don't quit '

Cause I'm on that dust

Soul Assasins are on that dust[ha ha...]

My man J.

Disco is on that dust

Cypress Hill is on that dust

FunkDoobiest is on that dust