The Last Word Lyrics by Rah Digga

The Last Word Lyrics

    [rah digga]
    This is a story...
    But not really a story
    It's just some freestyle shit
    My name is rah digga, and this here is tha outsidaz
    My niggas, tell em

    [az-izz]
    Since i been on television, girls been beggin me to swell the kitten
    Black or white, when the lights go off, i can't tell the difference
    Thought you'd impress me, well you didn't
    I got mad freestyles and hella-written
    The hottest fella spittin

    [slang ton]
    Never quitin, spittin more outz than eleven innings
    Cheddar spendin, slang ton forever shittin
    You better listen

    [young zee]
    Yeah yeah, i tell a chicken "zee hurtin skeezers"
    Fuck you wit the strength of like thirty herculeses
    I want the cash nigga, fuck them scabs
    Stab once or twice then the pussy up for grabs

    [?]
    I puff the hash in front of your mother's dad
    Cut a fag

    [slang ton]
    And put your brother ash in a duffle bag

    [pacewon]
    Yeah, ya'll fall in love wit that, outsidaz comin
    Leave ya'll drunk like olde english 800
    Pacewon the fire-breathin rah rah dragon in the dungeon

    [young zee]
    American werewolf from the bricks, fuck london

    Chorus [rah digga]
    Set it off for my heads in jerz
    Swear to god, weak rappers done struck my last nerve
    On wit the swerve, mad bags of herb
    My outsida click gon' get the last word

    [pacewon]
    Our attitude is like a bad sitcom, nuttin funny
    Slap you like you stole something from me
    Yo we got raps by the page like bill gates got money
    *along w/rah digga* first week out we top twenty, grungy

    [young zee]
    Dummy young zee, come get your mouth injured
    Diss us, watch i ?pop willies? without ninjas

    [axe]
    Run your ? wit ya for the brick city niggas
    Shittin on ya like kitty litter

    [?]
    You could do fifty situps, and i don't give a fuck if he bigger
    I throw a right hook that could drop any nigga
    Ya'll rock jewels that's truck like chevy pickups, twista

    [pacewon]
    All i want is money and my dick sucked

    Chorus

    [az-izz]
    Az-izz got bad nerves, rank matters
    While you serve steak platters i'ma die ballin like hank gathers

    [axe]
    Axe get the dough like cake batter
    Pockets stay fatter
    The way you rhyme makes me think that you the gay rapper

    [pacewon]
    Face slapper like roy jones, i throw a bolo
    Break your team up like chris shwartz and joe niccolo

    [slang ton]
    Rippin a beige volvo, bumpin a slang promo
    We sign our autographs, spell it out like k-solo
    Tha outz straight to disk, too hot for tape or phono

    [rah digga]
    Takin photos wit the black and gray polo's
    Ruinin niggas lives like they k-ci or jojo

    [?nawshis?]
    Outsidaz takin a loss, that's a no-no

    Chorus

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