Da Brat - Intro[Unrestricted] lyrics

[Millie Jackson]
BuckWIIIILD outrageous do what you feel like doin
til a motherf*cker know when you do not feel like
screwin
I did it, you do it, break the ties that bound
Keep a motherf*cker off you, keep your feet on the
ground
HEYYY! FUCK YOU if you can not go for that
And a double f*ck you from Da Brat-a-tat-tat
Let it +ALL+ hang loose, never feelin afflicted!
Go for what you want & it is called.. Unrestricted

[Twista]
May the Lord be my witness
From the "Funk" to the "Tantrum" now "Unrestricted"

The K-Town bitch too weak
In Chi-villain they be killin every mark in the district
Can y´all skill match it?
Right I kill Patrick from the six-oh-six-fo´-fo´
Got hit cause ya clip so slow
Motherf*ckers can´t do shit with "So So"
Shine like a twenty inch Mo-Mo
for the Navi´ on top of them dub´s
Hit me in the mug, & deliver the bud
Now you talkin bout my gul
Terror for the millenium, straight f*ckin up anyone
(hah, anyone.. ssshit) Steady bust like a semi gun
Murderin over any drum; comin out from the dark
Here to let you know here she come

[Da Brat]
Can´t nobody do what I done
Niggaz & bitches think they run
Fin´ ta throw another one of my "Tantrums" redrum
And the six-oh-six-fo´-fo´ is where I am from
Callin on my nigga Twista to set this shit off
Two of the best motherf*ckers on the Westside
if I need to relieve stress I get high
This the introduction - Unrestricted is how I bust in
Like a blow to the dome & a severe concussion,
shock a hoe
And niggaz can talk about me, all they want
cause I ama bad bitch
and I ama continue to be that, til I am gone

[Twista]
Shit, babygirl you aint even have got to hurt ´em like that
Commit a murder like that
Let off like a asskick & serve a hype track
Hit the world like volcanos,
earthquakes, bombs, thunder & lightnin
No wonder it is frightening
Hoes might as well not come out of hiding
Could you really be about to crush em
Dustin ´em off like Hoffman & hush em
Feel the repercussions of a girl
from a place where that gangsterin & hustlin
ballin & bustin so lie low
Dodge low from my Chi flow
We smokin up five-oh
and work thirty calories off like Tae-Bo
In the middle of the function flossin
with a grip no script but "Legit Ballin"
Better go on with the shit talkin
I create corpses for caskets & coffins
Niggaz don´t want Twista to spit
I kick that Mobtastic shit
Introduction for a raw & sometimes psychotic bitch

[Millie Jackson]
Oh +I´M+ the befo´, but Da Brat is the after
We pimpslap lame bitches just for the laughter
All or nothin, never a fraction
Yea, you got it.. motherf*ckin Mil-lie Jackson
You BITCHES!
.. You BITCHES!


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