Heltah Skeltah - Perfect Jab Lyrics
[rock]Yo word up manWord up man, its a lot of niggaz out thereNiggaz pullin gats and all that shitI know we magnum force, and all of thatWe run with o.g.c.s n shitWell ***** your ass up too, word upBummy jab, mr. perfect, equals perfect jabWord is bondThis whole shits played, like jordache and sassoonSue me its time, that yall ass out like baboonsOr me with no drawers on, the way my pants droop, bangTo your equilibrium, youre physically dismantled[supreme]Batten down the hatches, I mastered this flow I craftedBeyond sight, comin out fights with no scratchesTo let tactics, knock the world off its axisSupreme mean the lastest level, you cant pass this[rock]Well tell them hold this, heat-seekin fistll never missOn impact, set to knock shit out the devilishPunk who step to this, my ring got ice you can have someFor your glass jaw, bloody marys aint that bad sonJabs a one man riot starter, tell your dad to comeWhen I get to snuffin bwoy youll wish you had a gunHavin fun yet? mr. perfects the one who says whoGet hurt next, suplexin all of you ?[supreme]You got nowhere to run ta, ima hunter like a fonzoSmoke you like fonta, leave you in mourning like alonzoComin for your head honcho, he in my range, aint nuttin changed dukeIf you cant stand the rain you better wear a ponchoRun through your crew pronto, crush you like nachoesYeah you act macho but you still run from the cops dukeSupreme is not your, ordinary type of guyWhen I get hyper, I burn that ass like all types of lye[rock]Alright alright alright, maybe Im not the best, but Im one of emSee these wack cats, think they nice, we make fun of em[supreme]Cause we runnin em, back to they blocks for reinforcementI stay flossin, you bring your crew I bring the four-fifths[rock]Known to jab, cause I move like a rook straight at chaAnd drop mad niggaz with one punch, usually that oneLeft to right my shit is marvelous like marvin haglerStagger a devil sayin, go the ***** back to africa[supreme]Its the per-fect jab (jab) at last (last)I break dudes in half (half)Get splashed on your staff, if you dont know the math(call em perfect)I bring shit they cant fathom, sent to hurt shitIt aint worth it, bummy jab sent to dab emSince the days of adam, befo eve flipped the scriptIt was predicted, for me to bring some shit like this(that boy bad, that boy bad!)But now we out to bring em back terror, Im bout cheddar(hah!) they call me mr. perfectCause im, simply without error (per-fect-o)You couldnt weather my endeavor, Im too cleverDont ever bring it to my square queer you know betterAnd if you creep up (what? ) prepare to meet the grim reaperAppearin in your nightmares, *****in your sleep up[rock]Oh, oh, oh, b.t.j.s call me balboa, swan call me rock-olaHold the fort down, reach out and punch somethin like a motorolaOwn a pager, bonus how I call the paper, you make all the doughBut anyway I slay a boa anyday, you know what?I may just take you over, my wagersTo get your face or your nose bloodied, what?The r-o-to, c-k ya show ya greater, dont ***** aroundBurn caps like my name like was coca-colaWait up hold up! dont make a, nigga roll upTake your shines, leave ya swoll up or with a taste ofSomethin smacked out your mouth, so ah, slow up I hate yaDo your dirty m.p. now stands for makeem pay brah[supreme]Im rude, abuse dudes that come late on they duesBring bad news like a baby in they terrible twosYou did what to who? youse estoria like the waldorfNiggaz get hauled off, suplexin magnums like Im goin off[rock]You *****in cornballs, we comin from another angle completelyMy theory is, cant none of yall faggot niggaz beat meGet snuffed so stupid you may curse your dad, its his faultHe shoulda warned you bout the perfect jabMother*****ers!Word up nigga, well knock you straight the ***** outAll yall niggaz, all yall niggaz who act like yall want itYall gonna get it nigga, word upHah, this is the perfect jab***** with this boy you better curse your dadHah, this is the perfect jabStep to this boy you better curse your dadDont be *****in with this here, perfect jabYou better curse your dadWorst luck you ever hadTimes that times four, triple that like rsAnd we form a square and whoop your monkey-ass from here to thereWord is bon jovi, hehWe will ***** you up, word upM.f.c. (for life!!) for life!!* various talk fades into skit *
