They come and they go when they want me
I sit and I wait my turn
I want to let go but I can't see
All I know is from what I've learned
Hitchhiker born to the side of the road
Got your thumb out, climb in
Shut your mouth, and do what you're told
This is where the ride begins
Heads up, the mountain's comin' down
Like a ball and chain
Stand up, the best is all around
The question is would you like to calm the insane
It goes on and on, just like a speed parade
It goes on and on, 'til the tail lights reached my head
Here lies a rude instigator or so he says
Is he movin', movin', movin', movin'
Or does he lie there and just play dead?
Heads up, the mountain's comin' down
Like a ball and chain
Stand up, the best is all around
The question is would you like to calm the insane
It goes on and on, just like a speed parade
It goes on and on, 'til the driver drops dead
Gotta get on the road or get on your knees
See the boy play, he plays for speed
Faster boy, put your foot on the floor
Salivating, he just wants more
Here come the calm with the bold insane
I can feel it like a ball and chain
When the question stands, does the shit remain?
It goes on and on, just like a speed parade
It goes on and on, 'til the tail lights reached my head[Feat. J-Dawg, G-Quikk]
[G-Quikk]
Unh....yeah...
I got that Boot Camp Clicc in this muthafucka tonight
Me & my nigga 'Cise....
We done hooked some smooth shit up for y'all...
And we bout to throw down in this bitch, ya heard mes?
First Verse [G-Quikk & Mystikal]:
[G-Quikk]
I had plenty of you niggas who that I couldn't, do it
[Mystikal]
Do what?
[G-Quikk]
Grab the pen and the paper, put the fire to the blunt, time to get to it
Fuuuuuck how y'all niggas do it,
She quick to pursue it til' his pockets smell like body fluid,
Some niggas be walkin' up at the line,
Blow job then slob on my knob, bitch I been the shit
[Mystikal]
BITCH I BEEN THE SHIT!!!!!
[G-Quikk]
Ain't nothin' you can do to me
[Mystikal]
What this muthafucka talkin' about nigga who me?
[G-Quikk]
Yeah you, said who see?
I'm bout'z to make gash, drivin' 'em out quick fast,
Bout time your muthafuckin' ass,
Put a nigga on the muthafuckin' map with'cha bitch ass
[Mystikal]
Wit'cha bitch ass
[G-Quikk]
Takin' how long?
[Mystikal]
How long it took?
[G-Quikk]
It took a nigga thirteen muthafuckin' years just to make a rap song.
But I'm on my winnings, in fact now niggas is jealous,
Y'all niggas don't faze me,
Hoes gone...hate me,
Bust up and then I may get they lips bloody,
Your back nutty,
Aw, y'all niggas ain't ready for me,
But if you want me, who clamps?
I'm shell-bound, watch me throw down on my first go-round,
Here's our shit, properly did it and now you're evicted,
Now admit it, fuck that yin-yang, you talkin' behind my back Mr. Hood Critics,
You're all on my dick hun,
Get one, lick one,
Shit son, talk about me? Jealous man, you're done,
Fuck it, it's all good,
I'm not that nigga, I'm not that nigga, I'm not that nigga either, understood?
Chorus [Mystikal & G-Quikk]
[G-Quikk]