Butterfly

Bizarre

Aye, aye the idiotic kid's back 
Ready to attack, ready to put two macks to your back 
Ain't no fussin when I start bustin 
Lyrically cussin, why Jay Dee's want production 
Go to 212 to see my friends 
Too many Heineken's, the whole crews fightin to get in 
I'm lookin around to see who want it 
I wanna get blunted but only got a dollar on it 
The rude boys is frontin, legends is pumpin 
Bella is jumpin, the heat is like shh...bumpin 
Ready or not rap world here I come 
Comin to every battle screamin out, "Who want some" 
Lyrical warfare for MC's who step 
Caution watch your step or I'll destroy your rep 
Lookin for the crews that cause a threat 
We ain't ballers yet, we ain't passin no moet 
I'm playin in between the sheets in my jeep 
Lookin for the freak with the big butt cheeks 
No disrespect throw your hands up 
Yeah, grab your girl tell her, put her hands up 

Throw your hands in the air 
Put your blunts in the sky 
Grab a cutiepie 
And do the butterfly
 
Cruisin down the Ave, just to hit a spot 
I got a fat girl on my jock 
I'm a tell you why I'm the king and you're a pion 
See what's happenin your whole style is a rewind
Whack MCs will get verbally shot 
Cause ain't no style like the style I got 
I'm the idiotic kid that they call Bizarre 
Get kick out at topless bars because I went too far 
Don't try to roll if you're a beginner roll a rookie 
Forget the blunts kid we high off weed-cookies 
Buddha sets represent the mid-west 
And I can penetrate trough vest 
Leaving a whole lot of mess 
Three millers and a blunt, boy I'm too high 
Just cause I'm a big guy don't mean I can't butterfly 
My crew's gettin wasted in Noah's Arc 
I'm in the back of the club smokin blunts with Sonya Burnheart 
Don't matter if your big short or tall 
Kick your game and give your girl a call 
The nights over kid, I'm still gettin splifted 
Keith Murray dropped the half off the set get lifted