Wax - You Ain't Shit Man lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Big Wax, EOM, check it out
Homeboys, make some noise
Homegirls all around the world
Let me hear you say ow (Ow)
Now rub your clitori check it out

Yo, witness the American dream
It's Big Wax, EOM, beware of the team
We got you motherfuckers nervous
Like a terrorist scheme
You twitchin’, itchin' like a heroin fiend
I'm sayin’ I spit fresh like I
Just ate a throat lozenge
And it rocks the boat like crosswinds
My rhymеs people quote oftеn
Y'all plastic like them six pack
Rings that choke dolphins
I can tell by how you spittin' that you wack
I'm sippin' on a Stella so
I'm gettin' my groove back
And I could give a fuck about
Your clique or your crew, jack
We rippin' this new rap so
Bitches should move back
We mixin’ a new track like every damn day
Couldn’t give a damn what any man say
We don't like y’all any damn way
Put 'em on the Barbie
Another wack emcee flambe, hit it

Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove
But somebody been lying to
You, you ain’t shit, man
Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove
But somebody been lying to
You, you suck dick, fam

Your girl will tickle the Dill pickle
Until spill trickles in her
Giving her a son like Phil Mickel
Or a daughter, she be offerin' ass
Like it's wine on the altar at mass
She's so nun-like
Except celibate she sure ain't
All day skeet on her face like war paint
Stuck to her like sap from a Sycamore
Kick a whore out then it's
Back to the liquor store
Pick up more Pabst Blue Ribbon
And sit back brew sippin'
Bringing back true spittin' is
Wax's new mission for the '09
Got your girl going down like she
Working in a coal mine
My flow shine like a big ass light
So here's a pile of my shit
Take a big ass bite, mmm
It tastes like justice
This line here don't have any substance

Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove
But somebody been lying to
You, you ain't shit, man
Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove
But somebody been lying to
You, you suck dick, fam

Damn, you sound shitty, fool
I'm neck and neck with Michael Phelps
You chillin' in the kiddie pool
Wearing water wings, y'all my underlings
Songs in the key of life
Like Stevie Wonder sings
Flow greasy like onion rings
We do Paul Bunyan things, we think big, y'all
And I hope ya dig it
You a piglet in a pig pen, we Big Ben
Always knowin' the time
Me and E combine like Pacifico and a lime
Showin' a sign our flow is divine
So when I rhyme for a moment in time
I'm not in control of my mind
It's like I'm po-ssessed when I spit so fresh
Put your goddamn money up
If you wanna protest
I'm psycho like Alfred Hitch
Save the cock for your girl
And I'm out this bitch, one

Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove
But somebody been lying to
You, you ain't shit, man
Yo, I don't know what you're trying to prove
But somebody been lying to
You, you suck dick, fam

You fucking pissants
You fucking larva, piglet, baby calf
You fucking guppies
You little fawn ass still in the egg ass
Little fucking baby still nursery
Rhyme singing fucks