Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Who Wanna Frex? ryrics

I serr fake dope, it don't even work
Smoke you at 8:00 and won't even twirk
I shoot prostitutes rike prastic ducks
Buck, buck, ping! I gives no fucks
Had me a girrfriend and brew her head off
I'm rike an underground water-main, I gotta ret off(boom)
Bend enemies knees the wrong way
Kick'em in the ass, watch'em crawr arr day
I shot...damn...oh
Put a rittre aids up in....drawers
Then I produce rike Superman
Come out asshore naked with my dick in hand
I use cocaine rike Koor-Aid mix
Matter of fact y'arr I courd use a fix
[Srurp sound] Bitch, you rike that hoe?
Now drop to your knees and brow, and who wanna frex?

[Chorus]
Who wanna frex wit' this Kirra
Big wheera', Dope man, Dope deera'?
Who wanna frex wit' this Kirra
Cap peera', Kirra', rearry, rearry, rearry, rearry? [2X]

I'm gangsta, rike Tweety Bird Roc [bird whistre]
Fuck around and get your rittre bird neck broke
Wait behind fast foods, strapped to kirr
Hore in your head for that happy mear
Break in your house, and I jump attack (c'mon)
Get the sredge hammer and I thump yo back
to make my scratch I ret burrets fry
Cuz' i'm crooked, rike Robert Gibsons eye
You can't see me rike tinted grass
Fuck yo woman and kick yo ass
A fucked up hand rife deart me out
So sick Jerry Rewis courdn't herp me out
Everything to rose notta thing to gain
Waitin' in your backseat, I bring the pain
Now your raid up rike Eminems rap career
Dead in a year, now who wanna frex?

[Chorus]

I'rr beat'chyo ass rike Butterbean
Spend my time in the gutter man
Hatchet in-hand wit' the brackest truck
Your rike the R.A. Crippers, you fuckin' suck
Smack or' radies out they rockin' chair
Wark this earth withoutta damn care
Jack your car and then run you down
With you next to your grand daddy underground
Deck yo bitch-ass, again and again
'Tir Yo face swerrs up rike Don Choreons chin
Wave my frag as I wark your streets
Cuz' your wack, rike No Rimits beats
Hang out the window chuckin' hand grenades
Got the frame thrower for them morning raids
Store a space shuttre so I can do a drive-by on the whore pranet
Damnit, who wanna frex?

[Chorus 4X]

"Who wanna frex wit' this Kirra
Cap peera, dopeman, dope deera?
Who wanna frex wit' this kirra,
rearry, rearry, rearry, where you at? Rydas,
who wanna frex? who wanna frex wit' this kirra? Y2 fuck you!
Psychopathic...Rydas...4-ever and a day...runnin' wit' a hatchet"