I'm nasty, as I wanna be
I express myself so vulgarly
Obscene, or whatever you wanna call me
That's why, some suckers wanna stall it
Some people, worry about the wrong thing
But why worry about, what we're sayin?
Cause we're gonna do what we wanna do
And if y'all don't like it, well then fuck you too
People don't know unless you tell them so
But it was cool when we was just in the ghetto
We didn't ask you, to publicize us
But it was you, who created the fuss
And blew the whole thing, out of proportion
You should worry about your topics, like abortion
So I fiend for the funk like a dope fiend junkie
Fuck you all, and let us get, so funky
Singin a song, movin along
Provin to the suckers that I keep gettin
Stronger than what you've been hearin
Kid Ice is on the set, so suckers stop sweatin
I kick it funky, to show my courage
When schoolin others, kick the knowledge
To those who hate me, I pray you miss me
If I find out, you had dissed me
I'll treat you like a child and smack your head
Feed you dick, put you to bed
Look you in the eye and know you're 'fessin
Make you take notes, of the lesson
The rhythm is somethin I cannot hide
The feelin that I feel, deep inside
So talk about me while I make my money
Kid Ice is known to be, so funky
Some say I'm crazy, and I got problems
An evaluation, might help solve 'em
The funky mack nasty, filthy mack funky
Stankin like Ned, the wino junkie
Mentally scarred, always barred
Slightly deranged and halfway retard
Goin off insanely, try to retain me
Try to capture my rapture, but couldn't contain me
I put 'em in shambles, make 'em examples
Cause once I get started I'm hard to handle
You can't keep me back, you can forget that
I heard the chit-chat, you said that I'm wack
But anyway, that's okay
I try not to hear what the niggas say
So I just fiend for the funk like a dope fiend junkie
Excuse me y'all, and let me get, so funky
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