(Bitch)
Yeah
Y'all bitches check this shit out for the '95
My man comin atcha with this fat shit
Y'all bitches grab a hold of this shit
And hold this shit tight
Word up
Yo, I'm your typical nigga from the city
Most bitches hate me cause my attitude is shitty
I push up on em cause I see they lookin cute and shit
But then they gotta go and do some fuckin stupid shit
It don't suprise me though cause I always seen this in em
I only like them bitches when I got my penis in em
But I don't like so-called sophisticated women
Frontin they got pussies that be big enough to swim in
Got a little 9 to 5 thinkin she's a winner
Knowin goddamn well her boss is stickin dick up in her
You press her for the sex and she front like she ain't with it
And love to suck a muthafuckin dick, but won't admit it
She'll tell you she first started havin sex when she got older
Then throw her legs on your shoulders like she took up yoga
And some bitches be burnin, you niggas know the half
If you open up they pussy, you can see the movie 'Backdraft'
She's waitin for you to stick your dick up in her cherry
To put your fuckin ass inside the cemetary
They talk too much, that's why I never date em bitches
Believe me when I tell you that I hate them bitches
But I love em when they suckin on my dick and shit
I bust a nut inside they mouth and they keep lickin it
And when I'm fuckin I leave they clitoris in stitches
My name is Kool G Rap and I'm checkin all you bitches
(Bitch)
Yeah
This is for all you bitches out there in the world
Check it out
This is for you bitches from the other races
Used to be prejudiced, but now you smile in brothers' faces
Your parents raised you on some stay-away-from-niggers-shit
But now you fuck us cause you found out we got bigger dicks
And I remember slavery days when they sold and bought us
Now your little white daughters suck our dick fdeep deep down . the silence covers your ears
no light will ever reach its depths . it watches
high above . cold winds pass the black dunes
a feather jerks in the storm . till it looses the fight
whirls around . and drowns in black masses
life stops in slowmotion . a suffering still-life
caught in this potion . yet it struggles
raped by men . still it watches
squirming and gleaming bubbles bursting . breathing out their stench
every noise is suffocated . slowly very slowly
creamy molasses sinking . deepening the silence
stopping life in slowmotion . movement ceases . never to come back
still it watches . powerless to clench onto life
its breathing ceases completely . and the feather slowly drifting by