Letra de Freestyle #1 (Live From Tramps, New York / 1999)
'Aight, look, look, look, look I'ma, I'ma say somethin' so y'all hear me, alright? YoWell I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled I pop the same shit that got ----- killed Spit game to these hoes like a soap opera episode Then punch a bitch in the nose 'til her whole face explodes There's things I hate: Girls, women and bitches I'm that vicious to walk up and dropkick midgets They call me "Boogy Night," the stalker that walks awkward Stick figure with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg Comin' through the airport sluggish, walkin' on crutches Then hit a fuckin' pregnant bitch in the stomach with luggage It's like a dream, I can't black out or back out, I'm back out Lookin' for somebody aug' to beat the crap out I'm bringin' you rap singers two middle fingers Flip you off in French then translate it to English Then I'ma vanish from the face of this planet and come back Speakin' so much Spanish, Pun can't even understand itAlright? Yo What y'all wanna do? What y'all wanna do? Y'all wanna get wild? Look at this crazy motherfucker I see some of y'all gettin' wild