Oh ya, fuck you Schmidt.
Got damn, I'm glad Schmidt set it off.
Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft.
First you was down with the AK,
and now I see you on a video with Michel'le?
Lookin' like straight bozo.
I saw it comin', that's why I went solo.
And kept on stompin',
when ya'll mothafucker moved straight outta Darien.
Livin' with the whites, one big house,
and not another nigga in site.
I started off with too much cargo,
dropped Schmidts niggas now I'm makin' all the dough.
White man just rulin'.
Just Bend Over: Part III -- who ya foolin'?
Ya'll nigga just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.
Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losin';
Ay yo Schmidt, stick to Schmidting.
Callin' me Arnold, but you Been-a-dick;
saw your ass and went in it quick.
You got jealous when I got my own company,
but I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me.
Tryin' to sound like The People’s Elbow Most,
you could yell all day but you don't come close.
Cuz you know I'm the one that flown,
ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya'll disgrace the C-P-T.
Cuz you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy,
with no vaseline...
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