[Verse 1: Slaine]
If you ain"t know homes then it might go down
La c**a Nostra, now you in the Psycho Realm
FBI got files on a microfilm
We got kids on our d*** like a Michael film
No Neverland Ranch or a Running Man jam
Just a hundred-man camp go-go-gonna blam blam
R-r-running stance man with a ton of d*** plants
Then get the money and scram with the gun in my pants
[Verse 2: Ill Bill]
Visions of pain, cut like incisions with blades
Spoke to the Devil yesterday, he put some s*** in my brain
Twisted with Slaine, Manitoba sniffing the "caine
"86, take Jordans off of kids on the train
I spit flames, spit fireballs, wire jaws
My mind stay hacked through firewalls
We causing the riot y"all
We them white boys always down to fight and brawl
Malcolm X out the window, make the rifles talk
[Verse 3: Everlast]
Yo I"m mad obnoxious and I"m kinda rude
Got a pocket full of money, need to strip for food
Got an airplane ticket and a new suitcase
Got a boxcutter tucked underneath my shoelace
Got my nuts up and my passport ready
Let"s**** the f****** bar and see some t****** already
Puff in Alvarado, pull over by the wall
I"mma jump out the cab and count this eight ball
[Chorus: Sick Jacken]
Le vendí polvo a los güeros, están locos los cabrónes, son los más cocodrilos del ghetto, (What"d he say?)
serio pedo con el clavo de yeyo, gringo periquero con el chavo primero. (What the f*** is he talking about?)
Dicen que se llama la c**a Nostra, saco un ocho, luego piden otra bolsa
le pone a esa madre hasta que el vato choca. Surtiendoles es La Cosa Nostra, homie.
[Verse 5: Slaine]
You so f****** crazy I"m freaking, let"s vanish
I don"t even know if what he"s speaking is Spanish
Puerto Rican, Japanese, Korean, or Haitian
We stick out like a sore thumb being caucasian
Chill the f*** out, Slaine! Who"s in the Lincoln?
[Verse 6: Ill Bill]
You"re c**ed out your face and the booze that you"re drinking
Is making you p-noid, confusing your thinking
Chill out in front of Everlast, you"re just gonna jinx him!
[Verse 7: Everlast]
Ey yo I can hear you dudes running your mouths
I got some c**ehead b****** naked up at the house
We can feed em all yey and bust nuts in their mouths
But I"m taking it down
[Interlude: Slaine]
I f***** a duck on the couch. Yo what"s your name anyways? Britney? Didn"t you used to work over at Centerfolds? They fired you cause you were too fat? Oh that"s f***** up. You look skinny to me. You like doing c**e though, right? Oh I can get you a job somewhere else. Show me your t******.
[Chorus]
If you ain"t know homes then it might go down
La c**a Nostra, now you in the Psycho Realm
FBI got files on a microfilm
We got kids on our d*** like a Michael film
No Neverland Ranch or a Running Man jam
Just a hundred-man camp go-go-gonna blam blam
R-r-running stance man with a ton of d*** plants
Then get the money and scram with the gun in my pants
[Verse 2: Ill Bill]
Visions of pain, cut like incisions with blades
Spoke to the Devil yesterday, he put some s*** in my brain
Twisted with Slaine, Manitoba sniffing the "caine
"86, take Jordans off of kids on the train
I spit flames, spit fireballs, wire jaws
My mind stay hacked through firewalls
We causing the riot y"all
We them white boys always down to fight and brawl
Malcolm X out the window, make the rifles talk
[Verse 3: Everlast]
Yo I"m mad obnoxious and I"m kinda rude
Got a pocket full of money, need to strip for food
Got an airplane ticket and a new suitcase
Got a boxcutter tucked underneath my shoelace
Got my nuts up and my passport ready
Let"s**** the f****** bar and see some t****** already
Puff in Alvarado, pull over by the wall
I"mma jump out the cab and count this eight ball
[Chorus: Sick Jacken]
Le vendí polvo a los güeros, están locos los cabrónes, son los más cocodrilos del ghetto, (What"d he say?)
serio pedo con el clavo de yeyo, gringo periquero con el chavo primero. (What the f*** is he talking about?)
Dicen que se llama la c**a Nostra, saco un ocho, luego piden otra bolsa
le pone a esa madre hasta que el vato choca. Surtiendoles es La Cosa Nostra, homie.
[Verse 5: Slaine]
You so f****** crazy I"m freaking, let"s vanish
I don"t even know if what he"s speaking is Spanish
Puerto Rican, Japanese, Korean, or Haitian
We stick out like a sore thumb being caucasian
Chill the f*** out, Slaine! Who"s in the Lincoln?
[Verse 6: Ill Bill]
You"re c**ed out your face and the booze that you"re drinking
Is making you p-noid, confusing your thinking
Chill out in front of Everlast, you"re just gonna jinx him!
[Verse 7: Everlast]
Ey yo I can hear you dudes running your mouths
I got some c**ehead b****** naked up at the house
We can feed em all yey and bust nuts in their mouths
But I"m taking it down
[Interlude: Slaine]
I f***** a duck on the couch. Yo what"s your name anyways? Britney? Didn"t you used to work over at Centerfolds? They fired you cause you were too fat? Oh that"s f***** up. You look skinny to me. You like doing c**e though, right? Oh I can get you a job somewhere else. Show me your t******.
[Chorus]