Rockin’ your socks it’s a brand new song
And you don’t know the words so you can’t sing along
And its better than SPAStix...
Droppin rhymes and your jaw and makin’ you transfixed
On every single fuckin’ word we say
We've got somethin’ for everyone like a buffet
We got the rhymes that you love to savor
Pimp D with the style (Heavy Nuts with the flavor)
You’re like Wendy’s we’re a meal with 5 courses
We be fuckin’ pretty women you be fuckin horses
AAHHHH is more deadly than Jack the Ripper
If I wanted lip from you I would scrape it off my zipper
My rhymes are so sweet just like Jelly
And no one would even care at all
I’ll piss on you like my name was R. Kelly
You got no style and your talent is fictitious
You best think twice before you fuck with Pimp Delicious
I wanna be a rapper
Take you to a restaurant
I wanna be a rapper
Give you everything you want
I wanna be a rapper
Take you to the grocery sto’
Make you my number one ho
Whitey Vibe got beef but he still wants steak
And he wants to be black and its more than I can take
We won the war but we want a treaty
Griff asks Whitey Vibe “please don’t eat me?”
50 Cent’s spare change, Eminem went stale
Murda Inc. got convicted and went to jail
Snoop dropped the drugs and went clean
Now its E.H.P. blowin’ up the scene
I don’t spit bullshit ‘cause my name’s not Truth
I’m not scared of the “big fuckin’ spider” in the booth
I’ll take out my gun and make you think you’re getting slaughtered
I’ll make you shit your pants worse than Mexican water
I’ll break both your legs then beat you with your crutches
I get high on crack rocks, you choke on dutches
We’re never gonna lose and we’re always gonna win
What can go wrong with Heavy Nuts on your chin?
I wanna be a rapper
Take you to a restaurant
I wanna be a rapper
Give you everything you want
I wanna be a rapper
Take you to the grocery sto’
Make you my number one ho