Don't Touch Me (Throw Da Water On 'Em)

This is a national security alert
 Ground Music, Flip Mode, Aftermath, here we go
 Back with the most venomous rap
 It be the godfather of the club banger let me hear you clap
 You can applause and from the very beginnin'
 You can give me a standin' ovation while I'm bangin' your face in
 With another banger I call it the cliffhanger
 Watch me mangle and strangle this whole rap shit
 (Come on)
 You could see the way I make 'em mad sick
 From down bottom the way I got 'em give me my cash quick
 (Come on)
 Log on you better grab onto somethin'
 Because I'm 'bout to shake shit again and make 'em black bitch
 (Come on)
 Now you hear the shots ring off from bitches takin' everything off
 Each other got 'em whylin' runnin' for cover
 The King Kong, Big Foot gully with a scully
 Bully of rap still ugly with the money runnin' the trap
 Now they givin' me dap, as far as I'm concerned in this mu'fucker
 Like how I got 'em now they ready to snap
 So don't touch me nigga
 (You might burn yourself)
 Don't touch me nigga
 (You might burn yourself)
 It's gettin' hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 Here we go
 Now you see the alcohol spillin' and we got 'em
 Hands in the ceilin', you know we only come to rattle the bulidin'
 And break it on down just a little once again
 Knowin' we holdin' the bank so let me keep the dice rollin'
 And keep it traditional the way I keep my money fallin'
 While you slackin' on yo' mackin', Duke, we always keep it goin'
 Right to the left, do it to death, now watch me
 Come through with a chisel that make the game sizzle
 And I, pull out the skillet, prepare for the cookin'
 How I'm whylin' niggas wonderin' when I'm gonna bring the hook in
 Thugs ice grillin' every time they get to lookin'
 Got 'em whylin' overseas all the way back to go Brooklyn
 Now they ready to spaz 'cause we bring the best to them
 Shit that shut it down on the regular
 That's with the fly 80s' nigga that was whippin' in a Cressida
 Fresher than, most of these niggas, killin' the rest of the
 Fellas that was thinkin' that they as rushin' in and bustin' in
 But the way we was doin', we was musclin' their hustlin'
 So don't touch me nigga
 (You might burn yourself)
 Don't touch me nigga
 (You might burn yourself)
 It's gettin' hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 Here we go
 You don't really want it my dude
 I'm sayin' most my niggas is rude
 And when we come we eat a nigga food
 Back to the fact in the matter at hand
 For me to come in control this whole shit, was only part of the plan
 The other part of the plan is for you to understand
 That nothin' could fuck with the kid, let me say it again
 The Broad Back B, Busta Bus back to put out the trash
 And just for the record, we got it on smash, now
 How the fuck they even got the audacity
 The fire marshall come and try to talk about capacity
 Every time I'm in the spot, I hope you know it has to be
 Extremely packed to shut it down, you'll probably cause a tragedy
 Don't you know that when I'm in the place I change the mood again
 I be whylin' wit raunchy bitches and a bunch of hooligans
 Now don't get it fucked up just because I flaunt it
 Niggas think that they can test me, bring it if you really want it
 See I be the type to always beat you to the punch faster
 I keep a smile on my face, but carry the Bushmaster
 So don't touch me nigga
 (You might burn yourself)
 Don't touch me nigga
 (You might burn yourself)
 It's gettin' hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 Keep it goin'
 You already know I said it word to mother
 Shit is so hot you niggas think it's cold in the summer
 Shh, calm the noise down let's get a little quiet
 'Cause the neighbors call the police they know we cause riots
 And they know that we'll have them thinkin' they dancin' with the devil
 When they play the music turn the volume to the highest level
 You got it right
 Let's keep the bomb goin' like we lit a stick of dynamite
 Bow you know you need to follow whenever you hear the God spit
 (Aww shit)
 You see me nigga back in the cockpit
 Out to gettin' this money I give you all a stock tip
 Perspire by a nigga till you see the sweat drop drip
 So don't touch me nigga
 (You might burn yourself)
 Don't touch me nigga
 (You might burn yourself)
 It's gettin' hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 We got 'em hot in this bitch
 (So throw the water on 'em)
 Here we go