What What - Deadly Venoms

Yeah, yeah, uh, I know you feeling me, what

Venomous style, what, uh, what, what, what

Viper, Chameleon, Scorpion, Poison

See I’m the real mack, lay back, camouflage cutie

Do my duty to blow like Hootie, without promoting the booty

And still getting them Huxtables like Rudy, and making sure

I school my daughter to the 'facts of life' like Tootie

Yo, Boo, see them bitches out there, they moody

That’s why I pack the tooly and quick to bust like the coolie

And wishing anybody that think they can rule me

That’s when I trash the toolie, and cock harder with the uzi

I resurrect, I put my whole team on the set

Bet you didn’t know you fucking with a bunch of vets

Down for years, we about to make it happen

Forget the yappin', we coming hard, ass cracking

Indeed, I got all I need, cash and weed

And shorty plus I got a seed to feed, no need for greed

Besides I’m ahead of the lead, you all can bleed

I’m not afraid to bust, you can’t be trust

Venom gonna watch me rush, while I crush

Make one move, we bum rush

That’s, what we hit 'em with God, Deadly had the rhythms

Spitting Venom all up on in 'em, hittin them straight

To your guts, split you from your face to your nuts

Nigga please, feeling me, feel on these

Feel these, OGs, Original Goddess

We plot this, showstoppers of this rockness

Hot shit, so stop the nonsense

Stop the nonsense, stop the nonsense

What, what, what, what «Deeper and deeper» — The Notorious B.I.G

What, what, what, what «All in together now» — Method Man

What, what, what, what «Deeper and deeper» — The Notorious B.I.G

What, what, what, what «Things are getting good looking better now — Method Man

Poison coming at you hillbilly style, watch the money really pile

You think you better than me?

Yo, you’se a silly child

Rock crowds in Philly, wow, remain effeminete

Flirting with dudes age 20, the mininum

Our single vow lifestyle be living lovely

Like the smell of cologne, the roaming, when the nigga hold me

Deadly Venom got it locked like a jail cell

We all fly like air mail, guaranteed ya’ll with the bail bail

Walk the streets, loaded strap, ain’t no looking back

If you want it, you can get your muthafucking wig pushed back

Like that, it’s the J B, Double O

With the flow, thugged out on the low

Rep from QB, Deadly Venom be my squad

Peace to the Earths, peace to the Gods

Elevate my soul like the earth’s on the row

Evolve evil thoughts that my mind can’t control

What, what, what, what, nigga what you gon' do?

Can you hold it down, when you up against my crew

I think not, cuz you can’t hold us down like that

We be on that like that, running chicks off the map

Uh, what, what, while dudes peepin' at my butt

Watch this rap chick bust all over these cuts

Listen all dogs and mutts, never try me

Hardcore pretty thugs, flyest, seen nigga eyein' me

Yeah, it’s all good, whatever, various engines

Navigating over microphones together

That’s how you spell Venom out, cow girl hats

And them out, where ya boys at, baby, send them out

Send them out, we rock the stage, the crowd engage

When they pump in they fists or in the colleseum doing the wave

Venoms control and all my bitches holding

Bloods cold in your air, the snake sound when we rolling