part the sea with the wand of a wizard And turn a hot day into a windy blizzard [Monoxide Child] I can be an axe in the backs of people who wanna trash talk
dirt review my words spit in the puddle Peace to faint struggle the fuck out and duck out (yeah, check, huh, uh) Now, all hail defenders of the trash talk
rim Flatter than the knife j**** stabbed un wit' If you the first nigga that laugh, I'll blow you in half The first nigga to talk trash, I'ma blow you
shadows fit in between the lines Afraid to grow old and I blame you For taking those years and making me true And I'm talking trash, throwing black
My victim approached Cut her head off at the throat She was a hooker with AIDS Spreading disease like it was dope Cut the head off her pimp Before he started to trash talk
What type of nigga is you, you know? You see we got the tycoon status Big hogs, tryin to pile the money up out your trash, you dig? You can call me,
break me off and work on this hard dick until my shit get soft I need a girl that think she bad, love to talk trash But whine when I'm fuckin her fast
inside trash bags So she'll be wreaking like a fags ass With flesh covered in leeches And throw the bags away In various trash bins in different areas
buffalo roam And the death Of a race is a game Where seldom is heard A peaceable word From the white trash Who killed as they came Though these words dig
down in the studio yo Word? Yo, we got a jawn Yo, is she live? Yeah, she's live Sup wit her? She's just, real nice to talk Sometimes I used to knock
knocked his old ass out [Chorus] (And if a brotha talks shit I give him a, And if a brotha talks shit I give him a, And if a brotha talks shit I give
I hear my name I hear the trash you?re talking In your sleep The secrets that you?re keeping A chick, this smart Did you really think that you could keep
your ex man is a dumb ass When you was leaving, did he put up a fight? Was he stressin' you, wasn't fucking you right Well one man's trash is another
and a pump I'm raised in the slum where the bad grow Unlike no other, I'm real (??) like bag 'Bauds I stash O's in the drawers of my trash hoes I flash
doing Or recognize the trouble you getting in to and you're ruin And dig this man I spent my childhood in a wild hood And all that gangster shit you talking
the buffalo roam And the death of a race is a game Where seldom is heard A peacable word From the white trash Who killed as they came Though these words dig
Or recognize the trouble you getting in to and you're ruin And dig this man I spent my childhood in a wild hood And all that gangster shit you talking
(feat. Akon & Shabba Ranks) [Intro: Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo Dready! What you do this for man? [DJ Talking in the background (Akon):] BOOM BOOM BOOM BING