Letra
To the bitches over here, to the hookers over there,
To the bitches always bitching up in
their underwear
Listen really close,
To my flows,
Trying to criticize me, but on the down low,
They find me on stage,
At a motherfucking rave,
So they go in a rage
And try to go backstage
I'm just saying
Quit playing,
Cause you know, easy does it,
But if your man wanna go and
make something of it,
Step up, run up, get up, what's up suckas, You want some of this? Then you're a stupid motherfucker!
Dope, like a pound or a key,
Yeah, so shut the fuck up, and listen to me, I'll make a killing
I got money to the ceiling
Cause I'm a motherfucking ruthless villain
Some people call me Munchie, others call me Macie-J,
Because the pronunciation of my real
name is hard to say
My mom's side of the family is doctors, but I would rather be a rebel, drop the beat that's proper
Fucking shit up, is what I do,
Represent my LA crew,
Dodge the blue,
Everybody dodging the oinksters, Because I'm always running from them oinkers,
Shit is getting reallyboinkers
Grew up in a place called Pacoima,
But nowadays nobody from that place, Everybody in the city is from out of state
Talking bullshit, cause they all so fake,
And I said fuck this, and went to Oregon
State
Portland, Vancouver, and Longview, Warrington, Seaside, and Astoria too,
Up and down the west coast, is how I roll
From Van Nuys and North Hollywood, you hoez,
Life is lived with the fight or flight
Cause bitches everywhere wanna fight
Or get a fucked tonight
Who really cares about your girl with her top off,
I bust a move that will make her laugh her thong off
I can be anywhere,
I don't care,
I'm always ready for guerrilla warfare,
We can rumble cause when my lungs go in and out,
I can talk that shit,
Walk that shit,
And win a bout
So you better keep my name out your mouth,
Unless you want a big fat dick in your mouth
I won't get set up,
Shut up,
I'm kinda fed up,
You can say uncle and I still won't let
up,
Cause you know I'm a motherfucking doctor,
And you know when I'm on the mic, it's sound proper
Yeah, no doubt, maybe should've known by now,
Munchizm's in the house!
Macie-J, Macie-J, Macie-J in the house!
Macie-J, Macie-J, Macie-J in the house!
Macie-J, Macie-J, Macie-J in the house!
Macie-J, Macie-J, Macie-J in the house!
Written by: Maciej Wilson Palulis