Armand Assante - Hot Karl, Kanye West

«Baby, don’t let me suffer, cause another won’t do

Baby, don’t let me suffer, cause another won’t do»

The game’s on, Hot Karl dominates y’all ears

I’m making suckas disappear like Amil’s career

I’m just joking but you having trouble coping

Cause you beating me is like Def Leppard’s drummer jump-roping (not happening)

Cause me and Kanye made this real picante

And grande, while you suckas act Armand Assante

Suburban strangler, angled to rip a stranger

With lyrics so hard I even make Mystikal say «danger»

And right here’s an MC that you should fear

Underground like snuff films, throwing 'bows like Laimbeer

Crushing the rest 'til there ain’t nobody left

And if I don’t go double platinum then I’m blaming Wyclef

So rhyme for rhyme, line for line let’s get it done

None other will do when my crew’s out there having fun

Punchlines like landmines, Bensonhurst to Anaheim

I’m dropping dimes while y’all suckas silent like pantomimes

What

Don’t let me

Run off at the mouth

I’m always into something, got everybody running

It’s my year, dawg, warn Tyrese that I’m coming (I'm coming!)

Fucking up the scene, take away the self-esteem

The Jewish Jay-Z, call me William Hollastein (Hova!)

I keep attacking and send your crew packing

Nobody’s feeling you, like Kobe Bryant rapping (ouch)

So keep on yapping, it’s obvious you hate me

Real racy, expose myself like I was K-Ci

Now I’m bringing new views to the table

Able to bring in more kids than Jermaine Dupri’s label (so def)

Take you out and watch you blow come to an end

Able to go three the hard way without Puffy’s friends (let's did it)

Changed the game before one song was finished

Spent so much cash, made Farmclub go out of business (ching!)

You ain’t touching the Baldwins at all

It’s a family dawg, drink babies and suck balls

Like what

Don’t let me

Run off at the mouth

Can’t wait until I’m platinum and drowning in wealth

So I can talk about my cash and sound like everyone else

Wrecking this, more infectious than asbestos

Making heads bob up and down like motherfucking Pez dispensers

I’ll take your wig and part it in the middle

Cause any one of ya mizzles ain’t fucking with Hot Kizzle (nope)

And that’s for shizzle, obvious and of course

Dangerous like sporting ice to the next Source Awards

The shit I kick is on a unique level

And we call it rebel when we got some fights that we want settled

Beatin' em 'til they can’t hear like Halle Berry

You try hard but still fuck up, like Darryl Strawberry

Rip you apart, so baby don’t start

Driving down Mulholland in a Hummer go-kart

This is lyric shit, tough shit, never soft

Hot Karl dot com, log on, fuck off

Fuck off

Don’t let me

Run off at the mouth

Hot Karl

Ripping up some lyric shit for you

That is, in case you had any questions about the content

Yo

Hot Karl

Kanye West

Uh

Right up in your grill like that