E-Swift - Plastic Surgery lyrics

[Saafir:] You have, scars in your mask like Seal That ain't for real We'll have to fix that, yo n***a, sit back [Xzibit:] Your flow remind me of a n***a that I just don't feel Same style and delivery Might as well have his grill Pa** the scapel, the alcohol, clamps 25 hundred get you style enhanced It's like... [Saafir:] This, mask right here will lift your grill It'll put height in your mack Don't take to much off If you want a nose like Michael Jackson [Xzibit:] If you want it done right, n***a come see this Maybe even send your b**h We can fix them tits From a C-cup to a double D-cup Make them big sh**s, doctor lick 'em, yeah [Saafir:] I like to, axe em, jack em for their financial Need a facial, I'll change the skin tone to interracial After I'm done, you might have a little pouch though Nothin' my scaple can't fix What kind of face you want (I want the kind that make me look like I can rhyme) It'll cost you (But I can find the skrilla, if I can have that n***a face named Saafir!) That's imposterous, plus I never cloned a microphone What type of sh** you on, I hope you got insurance Before I sit you on my gurney And lead you to an anesthetic breather If your not broke, I'll save your face like dope and make it right Casue being fake ain't tight You need plastic surgery [Hook:] I hear the same ole rhymes, the same ole style (It seems you need plastic surgery) x5 [Xzibit:] I'm located, at, the bottom of the black list I like to malpractice, complicate a surgery Intoxicated, smoke cigarettes, drop ashes in your open gases Feel the utensil, knife is dull like a pencil And what? When a n***a play p**y, get f**ed Without a kiss or a hug, I'm like contaminated blood Transfused from a junkie With the h**n jones, I reconstruct the bones Of all hip hop clones [Ras Ka**:] I date fat girls that weigh 215 With low self esteem, cause it's easier to get the p**y I'm performing vinyl liposuctions (Fat MC?) Phat production, motherf**in' facial reconstruction Needles injected 33 RPM of anesthetic for actors who require cosmetic Sex changes from b**h n***as to rah-rah n***as The only cure for sick lyrics is to implant a hit gimmick [Saafir:] This sh** is full blown, you better head to the clinic After Captain Save-A-Ho, we had the s** lieutenant Operate get straight, we here to separate the fake from the cla**ic n***as get blasted if they plastic [Hook] [Ras Ka**:] I'm like Dougie Howser M.D with a desert eagle Criminal Genius Operation, seperatin' them siamese twins hangin' beneath them n***as' penis Take it to your face like a skin graft Rappers, I specialize in talent transplants You want fat lips nurse get the collagen And ten tons of stomach pumps from all the cum you and Richard Gere be Swallowin' Now followin' ask Vanna to buy you vowels So you can see I, aye, E-Swift, oh, you know why We remain uncontested to the contender, we can Million Man March all the way to December January, Feburary 28th [Saafir:] I never wash my hands The only rubber gloves I wear is on my dick But I'll split you quick Got hands like Jackie Chan, the way I switch my wrists and I make ya sick, but I'm a doctor, don't trip Hopefully, in surgery, I won't slip On a tile that file and twist ya lips Like Gomer Pyle Prescriptions I'm over-ripe For the ones thats overbitin' on dental records Bitin', to God, send your blessings I'll put your mask on, fast like Ramadan Mix them b**hes like half Lola Falana, half blonde in the paper, they named me A Large Professor, a Mad Scientist, with a long line of clients (b*tch! GET OUT OF MY OFFICE) You don't have an appointment or an application For me to attack your face in my practice Never lackin' when I'm inserting these plastic patches Seems like you need plastic surgery