Oh My God - Masta Ace/The Beatnuts/Rahzel
Uhh
Beatnuts masta ace
Getting cash to trash the place
Take a blast c'mon uh
Oh my god
Y'all rap dudes are funny I don't feud with dummies
I don't need no problems I need food and money
I recall when we used to fool with honeys
That was cute as bunnies with the smoothest tummies
Now we like brink's tryin to move this money
Run with cast to ak man rude and crummy
It's the chairman of the board and I'm carryin a sword
I look heavy in a chevy and I'm scary in a ford
F150 you should just run swiftly
Unless you nice you like it you can just come get me
Y'all dudes sweet like cakes and pies
I go together with rap like shakes and fries
And I hate them guys with hate in their eyes
Hopin we fall can't wait to rise
Yeah I'm all natural like a case of snapple
And don't talk sh*t cause the ace'll slap you
And don't try to run cause I'll chase and catch you
Put a sharp blade to your face and scratch you ouch
What'chu wan' f**k with a ninja for
I'm like a cornered rat with a injured paw
And I'll bend your jaw and end your tour
Even if I lose the battle I'mma win the war yeah
Oh my god
When beatnuts and masta ace both up in the place
It's like oh my god
When you can't find your girl your girl probably up in our face
She like oh my god
It's mad ways to do it my man and we doing it hard
We like oh oh oh oh oh oh oh my my my god
I don't mix w**d with yay'
Let's take it to the streets ni**a lead the way
I'mma watch you bleed your way into emergency
You're gonna need surgery
A facelift face it psych' is whylin
Like them niggas on rikers island
Stab you with a spoon in the lunchroom
Have you hallucinatin oh my god like you on mushroom
Head twitchin like an epileptic
You'll get dropped like what like elephant sh*t
I'm from the home of the yankees
You not feelin that then yank these I'm sitting on twankies
You goin nowhere fast like a treadmill
Don't make me have to roll up to your crib and meet your parents
Like ben still' you'll get killed
For trying to be a funny a** like who like ben hill ha ha
I don't wanna have to run up in your label
And put a hole in ya head like a bagel blaow
From here to milwaukee
I do it for the kids like bill cosby hey hey hey
Oh my god
When beatnuts and masta ace both up in the place
It's like oh my god
When you can't find your girl your girl probably up in our face
She like oh my god
It's mad ways to do it my man and we doing it hard
We like oh oh oh oh oh oh oh my my my god
It's big ju the family favorite
You should just place the name on your forehead and staple it
I'm here y'all I finally made it
Then I can be really cool to talk to when I'm medicated
One of the game's most underrated
I'm making a hit then everybody wanna recreate it
Every due that come through I paid it
So now if you bite this I'm leaving you decapitated
Came to show you niggas I got soul
Me and the music man together bust out of control
It's a feeling that's hard to hold
Look even if you pregnant it makes you wanna work that pole
Now tell me y'all what's really good
Cause everything I'm hearing on the radio is hillbilly hood
It's evident that I clearly should
Put a f**king foot up your a** to make the sh*t understood
Oh my god
When beatnuts and masta ace both up in the place
It's like oh my god
When you can't find your girl your girl probably up in our face
She like oh my god
It's mad ways to do it my man and we doing it hard
We like oh oh oh oh oh oh oh my my my god
What's the matter trailer can't you take a little heat