Nail in the Coffin This mothafucker man, just won't shut up will you Talkin bout I owe you, bitch you owe me I'm promoting you right now, man let's put this nail in this coffin (Chorus) I dont wanna be like this I dont wanna really wanna hurt no feelings But I'm only being real when I say Nobody wanna hear that grandfather rap (nope) And old men have heart attacks And I dont wanna be responsible for that So put the mic down and walk away You can still have a little bit of dignity I would never claim to be no, Ray Benzino an 83 year old fake Pacino So how can he hold me over some balcony without throwin his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me (ugh!) please don't you'll probably fall with me and our asses'll both be history but then again you'll finally get your wish cuz you'll be all over the street like 50 cent you fuckin punk pussy, fuck you chump gimmie a one-on-one see if I dont fuck you up try to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up then you put Jada on a track thats how much you suck dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin you sit be on a fuckin desk at The Source butt kissin and begging motherfuckers for guest appearences and you cant even get the clearences cuz real lyricists dont even respect you and take you serious its not that we dont like you...we hate you period talk about a mid life crisis damn last week you were shaking Obie Trice's hand now he's a buster? what the fuck with that get on a track dissin us kissing 50's ass and asking me what I know about inditements bite me bitch I got 2 cases and probation, fight me! what do I know about standing in front of a judge like man ready to take whatever sentence he hands what you know about your wife slicing her wrists right in front of the only thing that you have in this world a little girl, and i'll put that on, her when this is all over I would never try to make her a star and eat off her I dont know shit about no shopping blocks but what you know about hip hop shots rocking spots where you the only white boy up in that bitch just rippin' pressing up your own flyers and yours stickers, stickin them bitches up after spending 6 hours at Kinko's makin copies of your covers and cassette singles sell them outta the trunk of your Tracer spending your whole pay checks at disc makers what you know about being bullied over half your life oh thats right, you should know what thats like, your half white Vanilla Ice spill the beans and rice im eatin you alive inside, Jesus Christ! If you're that much of a gangsta, put the mic down you should be out killing motherfuckers right now kill a motherfucker dead, kill him dead bitch shoot him the fucking head, go ahead bitch slap my mom, slap the fuck outta her she cant sue you she wouldn't get a buck outta ya cos you broke as fuck you suck your a fucking joke if you was really selling coke well then what the fuck would you stop for dummy? if you were slew some crack then you would make a lot more money that you do from rap you'll never have no security, you'll never be famous you'll never know what its like to be rich, lifes a bitch aint it? Raymond, here let me break this shit down it down in lamens terms just to make sure you can understand this, canibus aint using too many complicated fucking words for you here let me slow it down for you so that you can understand if I say it slower *track slows down* let it go dog its over (Chorus 2x) ha ha, talkin bout, I have motherfuckers callin ya crib bitch you ain't even got a fuckin crib, you aint even got a fucking phone, fuckin punk threatenin shut me down at your little fucking source magazine if I come back on you and attack you, bitch you attacked me first, take it like a man and shut the fuck up, and fuck your little fuckin magazine too I dont need your little fuckin magazine, I got double XL's number anyway and y'all cant stand it cos they gettin bigger than y'all oh, and by the way, howd I look on the VMA's when you was watching me from whatever fucking TV you was watching me from in Boston, the mean streets of Boston, fuckin sissy and you got us scared up here in the motherfucking. suck our mothafuckin dicks, oh, and for those who dont know dont get it twisted y'all, the Source has a white owner!