Ultra - Get Off the Dick lyrics

This for all you motherfuckers
Bitin' my space shit
Get off my dick, I was born on Jupiter

Yeah, all that trendy shit out there

All you rappers are wack on my balls
Picture Kodak
Niggas be talkin like they hard
They fuckin asscrack
These wack MCs tryna sound like Kool Keith
I should've took a bat and
Knocked out they front teeth, ow!
From New York to Cali MCs keep poppin' shit
With messed up grammar
Your weak style ain't stoppin' shit
Rappers nowadays clog my dick like it's fog
Ever since I came out
Everybody want to be a Dog you on my list
Your project building just drowned in piss
When I hit your city, your area
Blow your rectum
I got that hardcore, rap score
Elevated folklore
Nonsense I ignore, Tim Dog is culture
Take out your whole backpiece
Blow your fuckin spectrum
Wipe off your shirt
Your style is baby doo doo squirt
I don't care, beware
Smell smoke watch your back
I'm up close like acne pimples
In your ass crack
Atomic workout, strategy for fuckin' jerks
Your album's butthole, overused with inserts
Still light up shit point
Blank like fuckin' fireworks
Niggas get busted 'cause half
Fights for Greyhound
Penalties are deadly for quality
How your shit sound?
I'm not followin' motherfuckers

Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit
How many niggas is on our dick?
(Get off the dick)
Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit (Get off the dick)
Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit
How many niggas is on our dick?
(Get off the dick)
Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit
(Get off the dick) Niggas on
Some Ultra shit (For life)

God damn it's a brand new year
Comin' back with the full packed MAC
Bustin' off with the raw raps
Rippin' rappers out the frame
'cause it's like that
You want your mic back bitch you're
Gonna have to fight back
Raise up, raise up, if you're nice and
Niggas fuckin' with D-O-G is like
McNeely fuckin' with Mike Tyson
I'm slicin', dicin' MCs, they call me Ginsu
Niggas get me amped, watch me get mental
Perplexed I project my lyrical context
Bust nuts in rappers anus 'cause
It's better than sex
Hey yo I'm mad, and I'm bad like Mr cool J
I'm back with my man Kool Keith
Hip-Hop hoo, hooray
Get down for my crown, 'cause I'm a scholar
Niggas shit is so wack I
Wouldn't pay a fuckin dollar, holla
(Hooooooo) Fuck it

Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit
How many niggas is on our dick?
(Get off the dick)
Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit (Get off the dick)
Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit
How many niggas is on our dick?
(Get off the dick)
Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit
Niggas on some Ultra shit (Get off the dick)

Clench up tight
Them champagne rhymes won't work tonight
Just raw beat
You're buttnaked standin' on the street
Ass out cold
My target blows out your rectum hole
Niggas get flushed like wet
Pampers down the commode
German warfare, crazy style just like Hitler
No soft samples, corny loops, fuck fiddler!
Niggas get carried away with basic shit
Every day useless mics
And vinyl time a bunch of wack skit's
Ex-Lax reveal your steelo's got the shit's
Pack a bag, zip up your drama
Fuckin' catch the bus
Niggas already been through sad
Stories fuck y'all Gus

Yeah I don't give a fuck
About the sunny stick drums
Who's usin the Alfonso Moons
Whatever I don't give a fuck
Cal Tjader I don't give a fuck, any snare
Whatever distinctive loop, fuck it all
Motherfuckers can go search downtown
And find all these records if you
Want I don't give a fuck!