We In This Bitch

[Verse 1: Slank] I kick beats in they asses, punch hard like Cassius Y'all niggas all fake, spell your name with an asterisk I got that mad shit, call me grumpy My porridge is hot and your oatmeal is lumpy Your bitch? I hump thee, Slank'll poke that Drop it nigga, fuck beats, wait where's my smokes at? Now let me toke that, hit that bud Now I'm clear like Kodak, know that son You in the Office like Novak, I'm like Bun I'm in the alley like roll that, tote that gun And rap is fun, see the smile on my face Hear it through your headphones and then call me at my place 5-0-2 and uh, I'm so cool 98 degrees, I'd swear it was negative two Fresh out the zoo, I'm way off the chains I'm high above the charts, the clouds spell my name And they Cirrus, and I'm seriously Up in the Lithosphere dropping shit lyrically We in this bitch, I ain't never gon' rest I hope your feelin' me like a bed room pest, uh I ain't no house nigga, I'm in your house nigga With your bitch, making you sleep on the couch nigga I've won the bout nigga, you tapped out I'm BJ Penn with a pen submit now [Chorus: Slank & O-E] We in this bitch, I'm tryna' tell you that We in this bitch, you niggas better learn We in this bitch, fuck niggas should die We in this bitch... [Verse 2: O-E] So I'm back on the track, like Dale Jr Coming with more hits than an Oklahoma Sooner Me against you? bitch that's humor And my buzz is growing, kinda like a tumor I'm just a crooner, never been a jester Just a dope rhymer, and a fresh dresser I am never lesser, when I'm in the booth From Houston like Tre, so I gotta spit the truth Young nigga from Texas, gotta dope necklace Ridin' in the Lexus, acting real reckless Niggas know me, they say it's O-E And I got a bad bitch, look like a trophy Say her name is Sophie, I don't give a fuck Make her back it up like a beeping truck I'm on the beat, I'm runnin' these streets I'm doing things, you can't see these feats Cause I'm up in the sky, gettin' real high Niggas wanna know why, I'm so fly I'ma fly boy, you just an insect Lame ass niggas, got no intellect If we ever intersect, in person or the internet I'ma leave your mouth-piece in need of a dental check Bitch I'm a threat, and I got your girl wet In between her legs, best believe that ain't sweat Me being dope, yea that's a bet And I'm coming through, but I don't need the tecs Got my right hand, and I got my left Bitch I been doin' this shit, I'm fresh to death [Chorus: Slank & O-E]