Rude Intentions

Yeah, I got some rude intentions

But they come from other dimensions

The kind that give you bad conflictions

and some dead end convictions

Some people call that cul-de-sac

But i'm not afraid to run it back

I hear the judge about to bang the gavel

I'm scared this shit might turn into a scandal

But I might not be no Charlie Sheen

But i'm going places like lightening McQueen

And i'll damn sure go above and beyond

Just like the earth was created eons ago

And swing these bars back like a baton

after they fight back, i'll come back and throw some mo

Til the death of me, I got some more bars to flow

I'm not like these other rappers, so I don't stick to status quo

They say the N.W.O. is coming but it came centuries ago

While I was chilling, preparing. You was still with your hoe

And i'm not talking about the tool, or that sky blue pool

I'm talking about all that alcohol and liquor, that beautiful sacred mixture

When I spit some lame shit, these niggas think I came to deliver

When I spit some hot shit, these niggas beg to differ

But this is my empire and I sit upon the throne

you the little dog so come and get this bone

I'm no Hakeem Lyon

But, a nigga can die trying

So, let me write some sentences

with all these rude intentions