Armand Assante

[Hook] "Baby, don't let me suffer, cause another won't do Baby, don't let me suffer, cause another won't do" [Verse One] The game's on, Hot Karl dominates y'all ears I'm making suckas disappear like Amil's career (oh) I'm just joking but you having trouble coping Cause you beating me is like Def Leppard's drummer jump-roping (not happening) Cause me and Kanye made this real picante And grande, while you suckas act Armand Assante (rrr) Suburban strangler, angled to rip a stranger With lyrics so hard I even make Mystikal say "danger" And right here's an MC that you should fear Underground like snuff films, throwing 'bows like Laimbeer (aha) Crushing the rest 'til there ain't nobody left And if I don't go double platinum then I'm blaming Wyclef (ohh) So rhyme for rhyme, line for line let's get it done None other will do when my crew's out there having fun Punchlines like landmines, Bensonhurst to Anaheim I'm dropping dimes while y'all suckas silent like pantomimes What [Hook] Don't let me Run off at the mouth [Verse Two] I'm always into something, got everybody running It's my year, dawg, warn Tyrese that I'm coming (I'm coming!) Fucking up the scene, take away the self-esteem The Jewish Jay-Z, call me William Hollastein (Hova!) I keep attacking and send your crew packing Nobody's feeling you, like Kobe Bryant rapping (ouch) So keep on yapping, it's obvious you hate me Real racy, expose myself like I was K-Ci (hahaha) Now I'm bringing new views to the table Able to bring in more kids than Jermaine Dupri's label (so def) Take you out and watch you blow come to an end Able to go three the hard way without Puffy's friends (let's did it) Changed the game before one song was finished Spent so much cash, made Farmclub go out of business (ching!) You ain't touching the Baldwins at all It's a family dawg, drink babies and suck balls Like what [Hook] Don't let me Run off at the mouth [Verse Three] Can't wait until I'm platinum and drowning in wealth So I can talk about my cash and sound like everyone else (sure) Wrecking this, more infectious than asbestos Making heads bob up and down like motherfucking Pez dispensers (aww yeah) I'll take your wig and part it in the middle Cause any one of ya mizzles ain't fucking with Hot Kizzle (nope) And that's for shizzle, obvious and of course Dangerous like sporting ice to the next Source Awards (hahaha) The shit I kick is on a unique level And we call it rebel when we got some fights that we want settled Beatin' em 'til they can't hear like Halle Berry You try hard but still fuck up, like Darryl Strawberry (ooh) Rip you apart, so baby don't start Driving down Mulholland in a Hummer go-kart (rrrt) This is lyric shit, tough shit, never soft Hot Karl dot com, log on, fuck off Fuck off [Hook] Don't let me Run off at the mouth Hot Karl Ripping up some lyric shit for you That is, in case you had any questions about the content Yo Hot Karl Kanye West Uh Right up in your grill like that