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Wax spits Fury Yet Again!

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Wax spits Fury Yet Again! Lyrics

[Verse]
I'm a cracker ass cracker that'll smack a wack rapper
'Til his hat is ass-backwards, and his face is fucked
A cheesy ass white who's decent at rap fights
As recent as last night, I disgraced a duck
A crazy type cat so don't play me like that
'Cause maybe I might snap, on some psycho shit
Yes, psycho indeed, with a light growing weed
Hydroponic micro machines, on some Tyco shit
I'm a balling ass fool that'll call you at school, then like
Paula Abdul, tell you straight up, I'm hot
I'm just a vocal battler who could be at the local tavern
Or globally traveling, I can't stay in one spot

We them rappers who stay ripping shit
Who happen to play instruments as well
What the hell, we do various tasks
I'm such a gritty spitter, treating rappers like kitty litter
I use you as a shitter then I bury ya ass
I'm that Rolling Stone popper that holds the chrome proper
Roaming known dro coppa, international seeds
I'm that importer, exporter, send quarters, get quarters, tradesman
Blazing on sax and them tweeds

I be that unknown nobody, so gully, flow nutty, no money
I just fucking rap 'cause the shit's fun

The deadly whippersnapper
Steadily ripping up rappers
Better be getting them clappers
'Cause the only way to beat me is with guns

I'm gifted, I'm lifted, I spit shit that's wicked and vivid
Ridiculous spittin', I could do it for hours, yo

The stamina's bananas, you bamas can't handle this
Scandalous grammar, yo, watch your crew get devoured, wow

And I don't give a fuck if it's meaningless
Saying dumb shit to the beat, bitch, I fiend for this

I sense squeamishness on behalf of ya little baby girl team
Big Wax, the world screamed in shock
When my hits came out
'Cause they ain't seen a cracker this flavorful since Ritz came out
And they hating 'cause my clique's getting its name out
While they try and figure out how to get the shit stain out they reputation
I stand by ready and patient
Pounce out and horrify you like I'm Freddy and Jason, in fact
It's so lethal when I spit at these people
That they just cast me as the lead in the next Saw sequel

Tall people feel short when I spit for sport
On your face like different sorts of zits and warts
I'm sipping quarts of Jager with all sorts of flavor
East coast cat, now run Cali like Schwarzenegger, yeah
I slam dunk on you crazy chumps
Fuck your chick after she made me lunch
Skeet skeet on them lady lumps
So many of my kids on her fucking face, shit reminds of the Brady Bunch, wow
I'm guess I'm always buck wilin'
Big Wax, motherfucker, loud, never silent
Clever rhyming, better than ever timing
I'm specialist, make this rap shit seem effortless
I'm sick and tired of these whiny ass bamas
Little tykes, go home to ya mammas
You're late for your curfew, I may have to have to hurt you
Wax, I spit sick like them Asians with bird flu
Put ya mask on, Wax is on
These wack songs, they get back to norm
We strap bombs on our chest
And run into the station on a hijack
Turn the music industry to motherfucking Iraq

Blowing up, Jihad-ing the game, rap's Saddam Hussein
Oh my fucking god, I'm insane, I just
Spit fury 'til my vision gets blurry

So sit back, relax, while I make history, yo
World life, I'm absurdly trife, I burn mics
Heads turn like Jersey 'pike, it's Big Wax
With that hot shit that you lust for
Send a demolition crew over to Mount Rushmore
And have 'em blow it up, and replace it
With a big-ass statue of my face, kid

'Cause I'm a landmark, you a damn mark
Say my name three times and end up with the sand sharks
Mister Lover making all the fly bitches stutter
'Cause Wax ain't afraid to go down like System of a
Tell your sister, mother, dunny, I'm about this
Wax, I put my motherfucking money where my mouth is

That's why I'm so hungry, 'cause I got no money
But I won't stop 'til I'm on top like Tony Dungy
But 'til then? I remain a lab rat
It's that more talented than you dude you mad at
And every crap cat wanna take a stab at
Me and Herbs' formulas, but I'm warning ya
That through practice alone, you can't achieve this
Skills like these was developed in the fetus

It's in the genetical data contained
It's in the cells, in the blood, circulating our veins
Which allows us to create and recreate in our brains
And you just can't fucking do it
So y'all hate, it's a shame, I'm saying
It sounds strange, people thinking I seem high
Crazy people are often later labeled as genii
It sounds strange, people like, "Wax, you seem high"
Me and Herbal T be the musical genii, why?
'Cause our style is different from yours
And you ain't really never heard this type of spittin' before
We keep spittin' 'til you shit in ya drawers
Keep spittin' some more 'til there's nothing but piss and shit on the floor
They're like, caution, wet floor, I bet you're
Ready to explore a new career path, get your
Resume together, never say never
Rapping's okay, whatever, but you'd like telemarketing way better
The uniqueness leaves you speechless, we do freak [?]
Like B-More bitches up at the Preakness
'Cause me and Herbs, we got that crazy ish
And if you want some more of this, you gon' pay me, bitch
You want some more, you can pay me, bitch
Big Wax, Herbal T, got that crazy ish

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