Woodstock Lyrics
Joell Ortiz]
H-E, L-L-O / Im one hell of a show/
Im the best you stuck in the middle like L-M-N-O /
Ill piss on you like every toxic element go /
All you pussies is fucked /
Call me Not Celibate Joell/
Hey Slaughterhouse, Lets go rock Ed Sullivans Show /
I literally cant front / Im back like never before/
Ima rap my letter to hoes /
Dear Prostitute, ???I miss yall and let me slap my head on your nose???/
Where the fuck is my guitar? / it couldnt of went far /
Oh yea, I smashed it on homie head in that Brooklyn bar /
Me, Im somewhere in between a crook and a star /
Had some more bars / but I left my rap book in the car
[Crooked I]
Spazz out, knock a nigga ass out / Knew he had a paper thin chin and a glass mouth /
West Coast Shit / Seven-Deuce glass house
Got a +Lil' Fame+ so me and my +Posse Mash Out+ (Oohh) /
I aint got a college degree / Just a Circle of Bosses
The Slaughter's in me / Pardon me G
I just wanna fuck your daughter and flee /
and leave all that married shit in the back ground like I'm +Father MC+ (Haha) /
Cocky but don't be a copy cat/ when you see me rocking that /
LA Kings hockey hat/ I'm the king of LA/ Do you copy that? /
Time for some change like Obama in a Laundromat
[Royce Da 59]
Do yall want problems with us? / I guess not /
Broadcasting live from a Pyrex Pot /
The streets know that we nice / Try your best shot /
Speech coated in ice / Dialects hot /
Everybody (Cmon) /
Get Cool / These some big shoes /
Gun talking repetitive / Call it ??? Chip-Fu ??? /
You aint never heard of me, mami? / You excused /
I dont only diss ?? ?? /
You sleeping on us? / Thats what it is! /
Just understand that I aint getting no winter sleep til you looking at the back of your lids /
Im a lyrical ounce of piff!!! /
Still counting those chips /
For real mami, Slaughterhouse in this (Biiiiiitttchhh)
[Joe Budden]
Look /
Im not a gang banger /
More like, game changer /
With ??type?? anger / Alias Lover Name Changer /
Liable to pop at kids and aim flamers /
Im why your parents told you not to entertain strangers /
Dough, get it /
Top Notch, flow sickest /
Best out /
Dont blame me, its no spitters /
So vicious, on the road to riches /
From now on, call me Mr. Why is they chasing all of your old bitches? /
From the hood to Jersey and I can claim this /
Oxymoron, ride with the dirtiest stainless /
Cock back / ??? ??? so I keep the top back /
So when the streets is watching, I could watch back
