Thats The Rapper (Clean Version)

Say K, are we gon lay up back?
Kick this ****** raw, you heard me
Like some of that ol [Incomprehensible] ******t
Microphone check, check, check one
Microphone check, check, check two
Microphone check, check, check three
Microphone check, check, check four
What yall ******s wanna do, how yall gon do it?
Check, check one, kick this ******t raw
Yall know me
They say thats the ******, thats the ***** *
Thats the ******, thats the ******
Thats the ******, thats the ******
Thats the **** **, thats the ******
Turn your hands towards your ass an say bye bye
From the South side,
South side, puff ya ya ya
Nothin but the fire ya
Eardrums snatchin, champion, cheap rhyme busters
Til the day
I dieI say
I lie******,
Ill be ****** on your grave singin , “
Ay la ba”I throw em off,
Im two scoops from coo coo
I swoosh through your fruit loops, poo poo in your
FubuYall ******s remember what happened to that mosquito
Tweeter tweeter, the
MC, the sweeter
I be [Incomprehensible]
Stop your water, turn off your gas, cut off your lights
Move you out, cut your grass, watch your kids, ****** your wife
Like a bacon, egg an cheese sandwich,
Im goodMmm, like syrup on the biscuit an orange juice [Incomprehensible]
Come an let me take you by the hand an walk ya
Im the thief in the night that slide your drawers off ya
Watch where ya steppin,
Im a verbal weapon
Bring more pain then when
John Wayne came on old westerns
What is the actual ****** meanin?
I come in this ****** without leavin, this ****** that think we leanin
Its been like that since way back
I used to rock eight tracks before
I rocked eight decks
Concepts goin, stay fat, concerts goin, stay packed
Owner******ps goin, stay black, ******, this is payback
I scrape ya somethin crawlin to establishment
Now Im Country
Club livin from the scribble, scrabblin my talent
Proper, proper droppin somethin decent
Yall ******s is as ****** up as
Santa Clause for
EasterIm a keep comin as long as
KLC keep drummin
An the only way to stop me is call the people for me
****** them people,
Ill ****** over you if
I have toThats the ******, thats that bastard
Thats the ******, thats the ******
Thats the ******, thats the ******
Thats the ******, thats the ******
Thats the ******, thats the ******
Thats the ******, thats the ******
Thats the ******, thats the ******
Thats the ******, thats the ******
Thats the ******, thats that bastard
Im that ******,
Im that the ******
Im that ******,
Im that the ******
Im that ******,
Im that the ** ****
I'm that ******,
Im that the ******
Who that with that say they cant sell, boy?
They from third ward,
Im from 12th ward
For yall [Incomprehensible]
The guitars on these boys an get down an go off
All sides get high when they ride to my words
They mine an they high when
Im live in concert
****** who you bringin, just aint no show [Incomprehensible]
I dont need nine or ten pack
Of ******s rappin with me,
Im independent
Make frontin, stuntin ******s lose their stomach
They lose their clout, they lose their cool
An after
I come in this ******, they lose their woman
Hello Ghetto
Fabulous an big mansions an fine fabrics
Like a man, my money an my ****** come automatic
You dont wanna status with a hardcore rhyme fanatic
Full speed dead at it, vocabulary acrobatic
Thats him, thats that rapper
Thats the man, thats the ******, thats that bastard
Thats the ****** , thats the ******
Thats the ******, thats the ******
What is the actually ****** meanin?