RAVE PUMP IT

[Verse 1] Excuse me, I'm trying to earn a mere buck or two A solemn rapper come in -- and who the fuck are you? Around this part of town with diamonds and your girl in fur "I'm trying to enter in this rap contest you're having sir" You're kinda late "Flat tire" Well that do occur Well alright, pay me now, and you'll be after her "I hope I don't mess up, or run out of breath, or even break" Don't worry hun you're hitting 'em harder than a fucking brick "But what do you think Van?" Please, no one can serve us "Wish me luck dear, I'm scared and I'm nervous" So who stands, who falls, who crowds the halls? This one the DJ calls... lick the balls! [Verse 2] Now every time I write dope raps they come kicking it Now you know the title of this, so start licking it Lips kicking it, hey bitch, there is a brick in it So when you think you're prepared, I keep sticking it Now here they come with a spike to fight, take it light Now who the one you're trying to be like with all your might And anyone that attempted to remove me out the race Best give me space before I fly in their fucking face Now raise that vocal, play that role around your local hoods Don't worry about a thing cause Ricky Rick is bringing home the goods Who stands, who falls, who crowds the halls? This one the DJ calls... lick the balls! [Verse 3] Now everything that come out your mouth, sound like it's out of spite I'm back on a mission and this time I'm gonna anchor right That's right, ads help, he's improving it "Thank gosh Rick! We love the way you're moving it" Who's hitting rough in eighty-eight I bet your momma knows Back slap you all down like y'all were dominoes Stun em all, come on y'all, give me a taste of life Act trife, I'll let my dog go fuck ya wife So be my friend and don't pretend you will not be forgiven You're cleaning house up to the master, that's how we both are living So who will stands, who falls, who crowds the halls? This one the DJ calls... lick the balls! [Verse 4] Go Vance Wright! Go Rick! Look at the style we bring How come you cannot write a rap that will erase the king The girls you worship are some tramps and want to see me slam Shit on mother fuckers and I tell them who the fuck I am My name is Rick, but now you know who's ruling it Pump the world and the DJ put the fuel in it Come ride the dick and if you wanna know what is the word Who write the baddest raps you and your boys have ever heard I eat you up and give your girl a bowl of Puppy Chow You understand alright? Hello! I'm trying to tell you now Who stands, who falls, who crowds the halls? This one the DJ calls... lick the balls!