Stupid Dummies
[Intro]
Yo, People tryin' take over (That's right)
Motherfuckas better take cover (That's right)
That's right (right)

[Verse 1]
My baby say that's the way you do it
You don't stop
If you want to rock a lot of people, you get drop
Passin' me mic then I'll give it the bishop
Givin' em shit
But then you gettin' it mixed up
Gotta be fixed up
It better be ripped up
The contract
Fallin’ on wax without a hiccup
And then you stick up
Another Hammer time poster on the wall cause
This is motherfuckin’ 1984, what
I don’t believe
The way people assume
That only way out is through the back of the room
So back the vehicle in
And then you suck on the fumes
Do you got the shrooms
And we were fucked in June
Baby baby what
I smell your sweet perfume
We use to party nights and fall asleep in afternoons
Got a beat downtown
The sun shines on the back of my neck
With the wind in my eyes
Then the people realize that we will not quit
We in the back of the room
We move into the slaughter bit
Motherfuckas in the house
Don’t try to step
Motherfuckas in the house
Don’t try to step
[Chorus]
It’s alright
Motherfuckas can not step to this
If they try they will be dearly missed
They can never bite this style
Of mine
And if they do
Well they will find themselves so unique
In a group that is so very small
And they’re called
The Stupid Dummies

[Verse 2]
So open up your car door
And let all the dead meat fall onto the ground
And if you think it's over
You better call somebody
If you want to make money
Start a company making barbecue sauce
And you can mope it up with a piece of the roadkill
You can be down chewing squirrel for an old thrill
Old bills in your pockets
Will never burn holes into your body
And my dog has fleas
Pray to God I don't get a disease
Cause I got more to do than Walton’s have babies
Baby maybe you can be the next one to try to save me
This is a tune I wrote my lady
Baby baby baby
Do you like the way I flow
Well I can rock a microphone from here to Albuquerque
And I will eat your ass up like a piece of tired cheese
[Chorus]
It’s alright
Motherfuckas can not step to this
If they try they will be dearly missed
They can never bite this style
Of mine
And if they do
Well they will find themselves so unique
In a group that is so very small
And they’re called
The Stupid Dummies