4 Better Or 4 Worse

Uh, do you take, Rhymealinda Do you love me, Tre, do you really love me? To be your lawfully, wedded, wife? Uhh, uhh, I do, I do, no I don't, I do! Ah roomie zoom zim, I'm all to be wet To Rhymealinda I remember, um, when we first met In eighty-two, back in school used to play up all the fools Sometimes you'd be my number five, sometimes you'd be my twenty-two But um, screw the dumbshit, 'cause little Rhymea's true I can't wait to say "I do" and "Oh yeah, honey, there's no due" I got my chariot, rollin', now I'm mic controllin' Got some spunk in my funk, I can't wait to put some soul in We're rollin' all strikes, we're havin' little tykes One is little Mike, the other's Ike, I'm sure that you would like To hold 'em, or maybe stroll 'em on their little bikes When they're born, I've sworn, to bring 'em up right You know, dope is how I breed 'em, beats is what I'll feed 'em They'll be healthy like a health nut, I'm sure you shake your butt Kick the verse preacher, and I won't disperse Here's my life, Rhymealinda, for better or for worse And you don't stop, you don't stop And you don't stop, you don't stop And you don't stop, you don't stop And you don't stop And you don't stop, you don't stop And you don't stop, you don't stop And you don't stop, you don't stop And you don't stop Well it's done, she tagged me, duck duck goose I'm batter up, I can't sleep the fly brotha must produce The power pack and I'm stacked like a forty-five mag Straight up tennis shoes in my pants there's a sag Droppin' so much grammar, gotta slam it down my mouth Shup? I met a slut, she put me in the rut G With the dip that was down with me from the whole front Now front me, never too cool however I gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter Fix it up, eat it down, throw it in the gutter (Gutter dreamed it) sour, (creamed it) gotta Skinny-dipped into her ass as if it was a pool of water Now the water's gettin' hotter, so I bought her a new ring Maybe a love ballad is the song I sing I gotta kiss her ass my tongue I hold before I curse If you really want me bitch, take me for better or for worse And you don't stop and you don't stop And you don't stop and you don't stop And you don't stop and you don't stop And you don't stop and you don't stop And you don't stop and you don't stop And you don't stop and you don't stop (I got it! Hello?) Well, this is the final chapters (Hello?) Of me, so we're going to rack up (Who is this?) In tune, in tune, in tune, a button (Why are you calling my house?) A button, a button, oh c'mon, honey (Who is this? What?) Would you come along with me down (Mike, is that you?) The lane and I will pick your brain (Oh my god, who is this?) I won't be good like you think I will (I'll fucking call the cops) I'll take a hammer and start to drill your skull And then I'll really start pickin' your brains out, I will be lickin' (I'm gonna call the cops, okay? Quit fucking around) You taste so intelligent, ahh (Hello, who is this?) Yes yes yes, you trusted me Now I busted the (Help! Who is this?) Top of your skull (What are you doing? Why are you calling me?) You thought the day was going to be dull? Make it very exciting I took your fingers, then I started biting (Who are you?) And then I scraped the meat off the bone (Stop calling here!) Of your leg, you tried to make me beg But I had to insist, I had to insist I went up your pussy with my fist (Ahhhhhh!) Okay, I think we've gone a little bit overboard (I'm gonna call the cops!) Don't stop it yet (Fuck you, don't call my house!) Like this, like this Like this, like this Yo, I'm Audi Geee No doubts manufactured No, ahh, copies, we can't, ahh, do copies No copies, okay Oh, so you expect me to do some type of freak show? That's what it really is, huh? Is that what you want? What you talkin' about? What you talkin' 'bout, nigga? Whatchu know 'bout the problems of L.A.? I'ma tell you what's wrong with the problems Of the people in the L.A See the brothers needs some type of education And you know, some type of foundation, in the, uhh Community, cause the mute-co, duhh, the community Grows like seeds, and the seeds will not fall from The tree if you don't water the grass So, nigga, get off your rusty black ass Like this, nananana, like this You can get with this, or you can get with that I think you get with this because Fat Lip's fat Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat! Uhh, okay, umm, okay uh, keep going, keep going, keep going Keep going, ay Romye Romye, come here, come here