HAHA biggins Bringin the heat pushin you back down in your seat

I'm new on the block,
So go ahead and beat me with a sock
if thats what you gotta do inseat of a glock, So sit back and i will start to mock,

Lookin' For a job,
Cuz right now i'm sick of eating on Corn Cob,
So now my heart starts to throb,
as you fuck with the mobb.
as ToBe$ said i'll give you a fat lipp,
Give you a sipp,
take you for a dipp,
of this crazy life,
Put a Knife In your butter
And wont even start to stutta
and i'm derecting my life through rough waters like a rutta.
Like 50 I'm the Don,
The bomb,
The Lord of King Kong,
anything but wrong,
The right beat to the right song,
The weed to the right bong,
This is where i belong,
Like cheech and chong,
I make mylife Long,
Keep bring the heat man all yearlong,
my Rhymes are bigger and longer than the city of Hong-kong,
Go back and forth from subjects like Ping-Pong,
Man i'm so strong,
bring me along
bring me along through veitnam,
Bring Marrawan,
Do what you Wan,
Bring death apon,
Give you a Fat Rhyme to try and step on,
Man C'mon,
You know this is the fatest and sickest song,
This shit is even more ill Then K'naan,
I'll Keep Bringin' These Bomb's ,and Droppin them on you like Packestan
I'm Gon be more famous than Celine Deyon,
The way i'm puttin' The heat on,
Fuck I'm the New Dawn,
Man c'mon,
I'm rappin' and i'm still gettin' Chicks like Zohan.

-Lil Biggin$