Liquid Diet

[Chorus 1] This time, I came to get mine I saw this cat running with his hand on his nine millimetre He's got a small peter, got two kids and a wife, plus he beats her [Verse 1] Nod your head as if my shit was the dog catcher, P-Roach coming through sick I'm gonna have to betcha my last dollar that you come on back You getting weak in the knees while you smoking the cess Oh yes, word to God, I know his son is the best He helps me out when I'm down, or when I'm crazy ill stressed I confess, I'm not as good as the rest But I get down for my crown and I don't crack under stress But I'll be careful though, cause the girl is memorizing She takes off her clothes, and her body is mad surprising Slanging, banging, her two breasts was firm and not hanging Listen to this rhyme that I'm slanging Hooked up with this girl, her name is Kelly For really, the hip hop body and a piercing through her belly I knew she was mine when I saw her working on the line Serving pasta and salad and she's still looking fine But enough of that though, I give a shot out to Happy He's partying down and getting props in this rap See, cause I'm the type of cracker that'll get straight down to beat that you hear It's the P-Roach sound [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] Abused with forks, knives, cut with razor blades That shit is absurd His temper's flaring, now he's twice as mean [Verse 2] Now I am talking about this fool Beats his wife and then he thinks he's cool She cries so hard, she's trembling This time he beats her and he's twice as mean [Chorus 2] [Outro] Silence in her rage, she should recognize Next time he is gone, she should pack her bags and leave