Scrilla Vic - Who's The Shit? Lyrics
Hey, I’m about to tell you… who’s the shit runnin’ thisSo just kick back, grab your newspaper and relax while I rip this upSheet, Main. Thought you knew, foolThat I’m the shit up in here, no shit!Notice! Yep, y’all know who the shitI got my shit together and y’all fools ain’t shitAnd won’t amount to shitStill you’re think you’re the shitStop talkin’ shit or shit is gonna get thickAll you do is pop shit on the block. I eat, sleep & shit this hip hop so get off my jock.Check it. I got some hot shit for y’allI’m all about this shit here so balls to the wallBang this shit – it’s the crazy shit soundThis is how I get down cuzI got the shit that you want, the shit that you needAnd the V don’t play. I’ve got some shit to sayI bring this shit on from dusk ‘til dawnAnd leave your favorite rapper tryin’ Depends onDon’t even try me. My shit’s sewn tightly.And you’ll be up shit creek and I don’t give a shitLaughin’ at your shit while I’m takin’ a shit. Cuz I’m so fly that my shit don’t stink.Let me think? Know what? You’re shit outta luckCuz you got shit for brains. It’s time to explain. I run this shit. I be the shitSo zip up your lip cuz you can’t say shit Check it. I got some hot shit for y’allI’m all about this shit here so balls to the wallBang this shit – it’s the crazy shit soundThis is how I get down cuzI got the shit that you want, the shit that you needAnd the V don’t play. I’ve got some shit to sayI bring this shit on from dusk ‘til dawnAnd leave your favorite rapper tryin’ Depends onWack rappers ain’t got shit on meRhymin’ like they got the shits on the mic - That shit’s nastyGet your ass in gear and clean that shit upYou’re shit’s bullshit and you can’t back shit upI defecate all over your style & smileI could run this shit for miles & milesThis shit right here ain’t as easy as peein’I can’t believe the shit that I’m seein’ from another human bein’Check it. I got some hot shit for y’allI’m all about this shit here so balls to the wallBang this shit – it’s the crazy shit soundThis is how I get down cuzI got the shit that you want, the shit that you needAnd The V don’t play. I’ve got some shit to sayI bring this shit on from dusk ‘til dawnAnd leave your favorite rapper tryin’ Depends onMan, I ain’t got time for your shit It’s obvious you ain’t got a knack for this shitThat booty talk you’re yappin’, that’s a load of shitAnd let me tell ‘ya, you ain’t fakin’ the funkCuz I drop bombs on the regularAnd I’ll smack you where the sun don’t shineCuz even the sun shines sometimes on a donkey’s ass, manAnd my shit will blow your colon & your mind!
