Mo B. Dick - I Rock, I Roll lyrics

{*Mystikal's "human door" opens twice*} Huh, BOOM! Huh.. guess who it is? I rock, I roll.. tear this motherf**er up (tear this motherf**er up) Let's get ready to rumble!! [Mystikal] I come in this b**h to get paid to bust flow, I come for the gumbo They know me for kickin they a** from here to El Segundo Let's get ready to rumble!!! sh** sparks, spit flames the coldest thing up under the sun though Spendin your money on them n***as You're wastin you time cause I'm the one hoe! Smokin the blunt smoke, stay out of my bundle I swung with the blast, I've never been matched I hop on the track like a jump rope I come with the guillotine to cutthroat Holdin it down, f**in y'all up But the rest of them s**ers be unsho' Me? YEAH, I'm blessed - if you don't know Pack a big bo*er, heavy strutured AND hung low Wrecking-ball nuts and dick touch the flo' If it's on yo' chest then b**h let me know!! I hope you don't think I'm a runnin I know you don't think I'm scared You must of forgot who the f** that I am The man with the braids - BEWARE!! That's yo' ASS Mr. Postman Got them n***as stompin and swingin with both hands [Chorus 2X: Mystikal] I rock, I roll Tear this motherf**er up - let's get ready to rumble! Shuttin systems down! You ready for war? Start somethin, start fightin Chorus 1/2 again [Mystikal] Bats and pipes - broken bottles, gla**, and knives Jump in the mix and don't handle yo' business And a n***a gon' turn out yo' lights!! You'll be gettin' yo' stupid self up Askin' the people "Which one of y'all hit me?" I don't know the way you went down looked like the ground was slippery Attack 'em with sawed-offs, and n***as get throwed off The party get called off, when n***as get sawed-offs Go get my meat to meet and give me that raw dog You, go get you a nasty, givin that p**y you bought off I come with the real I be with them n***as with booted up grills We don't do promotional shows that sh** don't pay my bills Keep it in the ballin ballin, promoters callin Videos jumpin off n***a this the real New Orleans! My neck of the woods, my side of the hood my part of town Thugs, d**, and violence - y'all n***as is watered down When I perform I'm that calm And I'm the sh** on the record I hit the studio and show 'em! [Chorus] [Mystikal] I rock, I roll I roll, we by hype Knockin 'em out, throwin 'em away, keep 'em off Takin 'em out, bustin they head, breakin 'em off! [Chorus] {*Mystikal ad libs to fade*}