Letra Mouthing off de Ludacris

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Yeah, hah..
When it all come down to it we ain´t have shit!
(Woo! Use your mouth, haha)
Ludacris, 4-Ize, it´s like this

[Verse One]
I make niggaz eat dirt and fart dust
Then give you a eighty dollar gift certificate to Pussies ´R Us
I eat the whole pie, and leave nuthin but the crust
So you can feel what it´s like, with instinct but no guts
A sac wit no nuts or a mack wit no sluts
Give me a full-body massage, I still can´t be touched
They call me Seymour Butts, cause I get mo´ ass than most
They say I´m next and got that butter love, and get too close
Follow the leader cause I´m meaner than medula oblongota
My ?´s on more ?? than ??? Marauders
It´s all piña coladas, no cops and robbers
Takin trips back and forth from here to the Bahamas
I hump more than llamas, get rolled more than tires
If you say I´m not nice, then youse a motherfuckin liar
Entitled to your Opini-ons, into the next millenium
So many ? Coinz that I thought I had ???

4-Ize.. 4-Ize whatcha? 4-Ize

Yo, I am goin to blow up the Earth
with my "pew-36 explosive space modulator"
Buddha be praised, you meditator
Drop squad interrogator, 85 percent regulator
The Educator and the Almighty Creator, dedicater
The seperater of fiction, I spark friction
Smoking "Hay" without the ?? Conflict?
4-Ize prescription; microphone, Jackie Stallone
Psychic prediction, Egytian descripition
of my psychical, my flesh is weak and it´s pitiful
Spiritiual is hooked up to the invisibile
umbilical cord of my Lord, Kumbiya Devine Kah
Remove paper of tar from every cigar
I slap authority like Gabor, Zsa Zsa
Half Allah, Half Anti Christ Superstar
Rockin the microphone with a hand like Dr. Claw
While I´m hittin trees - harder than Sonny Bono
Double Dragon, mixed up with an Abobo
I kill villians in slow-mo for talkin crazy in my Dojo
Got nothin to lose, like I´m a boxcar hobo
When I get Ludacris with bridges on the promo
Niggaz wanna clown; I´m ?? and ?
Cause in the grand prize game my life callin like Jo-Jo
The name sticks like Toto
I keep it realer than alien autopsy photo
You similiar to a Spice Girl goin solo
You lost like BEBE, or a dog named Toto
My statue of liberty is Rebecca Lobo
We ? ?, virgo
Bust ass like a motherfuckin homo, como estas?
Tony Del Negro
Built to destroy these kid´s blocks of Legos
Lego my Eggo cause I say so
Hold the microphone, 4-Ize, I stay gifted
Manifested, elevated, I uplifted
The elevator, the esclator
"That´s not a knife? That´s a knife!"
Crocodile Dundee the Alligator Rustler
Cause I hustle ya, under the ??
? Trouble, little sewer but still I find ya
Cause I´m stinky
Manifest, throw you down the stairs like a slinky
Yo, my third eye is blinky

[everybody cracks up laughing]