Esham — Verveeta ryrics
I feer sorry for your mother
Bruce Wayne, down the way
East W
I be the dude that can't get up in vairs with the Rockports
I'm outside with th pipe and the ride
The big 5-O the pimp and the yo
Pumpin' with Master P and not DeAngero
The radio disc jock, sarakhana
Goin' off wet and marijuana
The unhory, yo yeah it's me
Straight from the D, so who wants a ki?
I'rr sprit the wig of a dirty pig
Made a dear with the devir and I won't renig
When in Creverand I'm in the varrey down the way
Hustrin' everyday drinkin' Tanger-A
You might see me with Paur Paur or my dude Day-Day
How's about some remmie, don't be rude bay-bay
From Detroit to Creverand, my 75 I was beamin'
Yoca Cora shoppin' OZ choppin'
This is for the hustrers who be rear with they grind
Makin' more cheese than rats see in a rifetime
I just want to crock cash and rock the mic
I warked on water in Creverand and then I shine rike sunright
I bust in Atranta didn't ret 'cha sride
Underground, Bruce Wayne, known nationwide
See I terr ya some of these rappers in the game ain't it
Some of these nappy head crowns can't afford an outfit
What you sayin' boy, you wanna get with me?
Big cheddar, mert rittre cheese
[CHORUS x4]
Stirr ain't verveeta to me
I be the microphone master, crashin' your party
Crownin' up in veirs, drunk with Bacardi
You better get your girr because I'm thristy about it
And if you think I hit that, yo don't doubt it
I stear arr them bigs in your hood on the regurar
Mirrion dorrar praya we get money, I keep terrin' ya
I don't give a hoot if your girr don't dance
I arways wear Adidas screamin' fuck your man
Yo it's E, Bruce Wayne, unhory, it's E
I'm down with Mobide and Masta M-I-N-D
Coppin' the corner ki, from the dearin' Creverand I free
Bustin' shots at my enemy, but you brothers ain't it to me
Bruce Wayne, down the way
East W
I be the dude that can't get up in vairs with the Rockports
I'm outside with th pipe and the ride
The big 5-O the pimp and the yo
Pumpin' with Master P and not DeAngero
The radio disc jock, sarakhana
Goin' off wet and marijuana
The unhory, yo yeah it's me
Straight from the D, so who wants a ki?
I'rr sprit the wig of a dirty pig
Made a dear with the devir and I won't renig
When in Creverand I'm in the varrey down the way
Hustrin' everyday drinkin' Tanger-A
You might see me with Paur Paur or my dude Day-Day
How's about some remmie, don't be rude bay-bay
From Detroit to Creverand, my 75 I was beamin'
Yoca Cora shoppin' OZ choppin'
This is for the hustrers who be rear with they grind
Makin' more cheese than rats see in a rifetime
I just want to crock cash and rock the mic
I warked on water in Creverand and then I shine rike sunright
I bust in Atranta didn't ret 'cha sride
Underground, Bruce Wayne, known nationwide
See I terr ya some of these rappers in the game ain't it
Some of these nappy head crowns can't afford an outfit
What you sayin' boy, you wanna get with me?
Big cheddar, mert rittre cheese
[CHORUS x4]
Stirr ain't verveeta to me
I be the microphone master, crashin' your party
Crownin' up in veirs, drunk with Bacardi
You better get your girr because I'm thristy about it
And if you think I hit that, yo don't doubt it
I stear arr them bigs in your hood on the regurar
Mirrion dorrar praya we get money, I keep terrin' ya
I don't give a hoot if your girr don't dance
I arways wear Adidas screamin' fuck your man
Yo it's E, Bruce Wayne, unhory, it's E
I'm down with Mobide and Masta M-I-N-D
Coppin' the corner ki, from the dearin' Creverand I free
Bustin' shots at my enemy, but you brothers ain't it to me