Bitch Slappaz

Take it back now

Old school, bitch slappin' till the break of dawn

ICP, Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Bitch slappin' to the early morn'



Six in the morning, police at my door

Already gotta slap some more

Stuck my hand out through the mail shoot

Bitch slap Sarge and his first recruit



I came out the ass, bitch slapped some

Grade School High School bitch slap went nuts

I remember gettin' baptized by the Reverend

Bitch slapped the Bible out of his hand



The bitch slap master up in the place

I'll bitch slap your train wrecked face

Don't assume friendliness with fame

I'll bitch slap the sound out your name



They'll call ya 'cause you're not here

Bitch slapped out the stratosphere

Mike P did the track, he bitch slapped

Pow for Max straight to the back



Don't lemme show up on TRL

I'm bitch slappin' everybody to hell

I'm down with the clown eastside 'till I'm gone

Yet everybody singin' that southwest song



I bitch slap wigs off everyday

I bitch slap old ladies out of my way

Southwest side, bitch slap capital

Every bitch make mothafuckas smackable



For my bitch smack victims I don't care

I'll bitch slap cowlicks into your hair

Faygo in a Pillowcase, don't manage

I'll bitch slap your head, brain damage



I bitch slap cheeks red, hangs off

I've been known to slap a mothafuckas pants off

I bitch slap planes out of the sky

I bitch slap truth out of a life



Call me Shaggy Spy McSlapmore

I bitch slap muthafuckas galore

Say we fake and wanna test the rap

Step yo ass on up and get bitch slapped



What do you call a Crew that be smackin' like that?

Wicked, Insane Clowns smack your ass to the back



Speakin' of smackin' it's makin' me sick

Everybody's talkin' that smackin' shit

Sayin' they smackin' with the I.C.P.

Just 'cause I am they wanna be like me



Talkin' that shit you need to leave the place

Knowin' you ain't ever even smacked a face

Claimin' our shit, that's our shit you trashed

Mothafucka we about to smack your ass