Stupid MF's

[Intro]
Yes my name is Clarice
My husband I think he is [bad word] the Avon Lady 
that comes through every day
Could you tell me how can I not be a stupid [bad word] 
 [bad word] the mail man, you stupid [bad word] 

Where my [bad word] at?

[Chorus x3: Lil Dap]

These stupid [bad word] wanna [bad word] with me, [bad word] with me
And get that [bad word] torn up see
Cuz my success, rings from the top of hip hop
One day, will rule the game, in the game of hip hop

[Lil Dap]
You 3 times around the world, were we plannin the mark
Settin the art, niggas gettin torn apart
Cuz my CD flow through your blood stream yo
Cuz niggas is shook to see a little [bad word] come back
Blowin holes in your tracks, watching freaks react
Let's take it back, in the Group Home talkin with mack
These hoes with tracks, can't [bad word] around with Lil Dap
Yo 30 minutes to war, and we ready to get it on
These bati boy, jet like niggas beefin for rap
Grab my nina from the back, smack that [bad word] outta her black
Ready to attack, Group Home is strong like that
Watch your back, cuz you made it on like that

[Chorus x3]

[Melachi The Nutcracker]
Aiyo I break date, concentrate on how to make
One million straight, by the Y2K
Eight mob, puttin suckas on their jobs
People got robber trying to flash jewels at bars
Roster farayan yellin "Go select a"
I'm the Nutcracker, and you know I teach ya
Comin from the burks, of street regulator
Rhymes out the ash, I dig in my stash
Punks through the dash, cuz you get slashed fast
12 O'Clock mass, kneel down and pray
Like my man Ray, I got the right one ba-bay
So say what you say, or say it in my face
I'm like an open case, with no clues to trace
Face your defeat, I would like you to meet
This punk [bad word] clown who walk down the street

[Chorus x2]

[Lil Dap]
Yo niggas really don't wanna [bad word] with me
Stains like jeans, to tear that [bad word] out the front key
My history of rap, got me comin back with the gat
I sing on tracks, my ghetto audience they react
When I rap, these 89 niggas they bring it back
Like dippin in the club, you and your team you rub a dub
Press prenub, watch these niggas run the [bad word] out
Without a doubt, I hope these niggas ate there pea sprouts
Comin from Brooklyn, yo we explore to get it on
Comin from different boroughs and we flauntin the [bad word] If these niggas try to act up, we be packin [bad word] Diggin the drop, the dread set watchin this
Walk the streets, serious, but understand this
My halomic swing got them kinda lost in The Source
These are the days, the 90's and we got to get paid
On my niggas, we shine like diamonds on a ring

[Chorus x4.5]

[Outro]
Straight like that, straight like that
Uh, straight like that