The Full Monty Lyrics - Non Phixion

Crack you like a twig 

You're like a faggot rockin' the wig 

I'm the adopted kid who knocks you stepchild 

Your real mom's a pig 

Thats how I classify these dumb crowds 

A bunch of scumbags quick to pull a gat 

But look at that, your gun jams you cunt rag 

You come in handy when the pussy's bleeding 

But you the pussy bleeding right now 

But no you ain't dreaming 

Just because we white just doesn't mean we ain't scheming 

How the fuck you think we kill devils and slay demons? 

You be the type to smoke with cats 

That think they blunts a seaman 

We hit your wife off and barely heard that slut screaming 

PCP and marijuana had a dusty meeting last evening 

Oh shit I think your mom's beeping 

Word thats her number no doubt 

Yo I'ma break out 

First I get some chinese take out 

And scope jake out 

Park out on the corner of your mothers building waiting for me 

But I broke out before the story 

And those devils never saw me 

To my kids sold in sheets 

Rap freaks 

All you tricks in heat 

We'll crack your beef for being sweet 

Don't even try to sleep I'm full length 

You're a snip of tape 

I been in state but you tradin' jakes 

While your ass inflates 

My dictates what a fag you are 

Up and drag stag in zanzibar 

Rocking tennis shots 

I'm pro what comes sports 

Like a benetaur 

Fuck a figure 'fore 

I lace it with a cleated shirt 

Smoke a fucking pound and watch these cats go berserk 

I terrorize whole cities - you 'bout to feel my work 

Mexican cats in shades Heavy D ate my blades 

Feather-base pumps like Flavor Flav 

I shed scenes on dark days 

Friend of all angels on fatal car chase 

Drive through the flatlands til I hit ralph 

Caught the stench of the rotten projects 

Bagger left and I'm out 

Non-Phixion be the full monty 

Saw ya off like Vinnie Ponty 

I'm Noam Chomsky, nah 

Fucking like Phil Bronski 

I'm ill constantly 

Kill with the velocity T3 

Three years before the movie got out 

And Ja Rule be with the gat out gotta give a shout out 

To Goretex and Teikei engineerin' this, steerin' this 

Just like a love boat 

Or William S Borroughs' rough coat 

Smell the gun smoke 

You get thug broke 

Like uncut coke 

With no client to sell it to 

Internal Revenue 

There's many levels to the train of thought 

We taking over airports 

Get slain for sport 

Probably share recourse like Puffy 

Non-Phixion - Vampire slayers like Buffy