Pop the Trunk

[Intro]<br>"...feelings hurt"–> Prodigy<br>"Now act stupid, I`ll pop the trunk"–> Redman<br>"Try to react and get them motherfuckin` feelings hurt"–> Prodigy<br><br>[Chorus - 5X]<br>"Nigga!"<br>"Now act stupid, I`ll pop the trunk"–> Redman<br>"Try to react and get them motherfuckin` feelings hurt"–> Prodigy<br><br>[Larry-O]<br>It`s gonna be a suicide goin` up against a army<br>Niggas get the wrong idea, like they can harm me<br>The Ebony Capone lightin` bless on the throne<br>My blow-out cleans in the sun like chrome<br>Livin` off the hustle blowin` my fuse<br>Bouncin` in and outta airports and cocaine shoes<br>The thug is on `cause society failed me<br>When I creep through the streets<br>I take steps of death daily (Nigga!)<br>I never gave a fuck about shit<br>Now don`t slip, `cause I was disciplined from the hip<br>Or waistline like G-Rap I don`t waste mine<br>I`m paralyzing punks, I`m loadin` nines on they spine<br>As soon as they drop, I boogy up the block<br>And count my c-notes wit Triple Beam and Dino<br>Now these is playas that`s never caught guessin`<br>All-out hustlers, pimps in they profession<br>Y`all better know when you fucking with a pro<br>It`s a serious thing duke, I gots to let you know...<br><br>"You get your feelings hurt"–> Prodigy<br><br>[Chorus - 4X]<br><br>[Larry-O]<br>Here come that big-time nigga<br>The slickest crime thinker (who?)<br>The sickest roots cannon, applyin` pressure on triggers<br>You better not move an inch or flinch<br>`Cause you was popping mad shit now let me see the bad shit<br>Fuck around, you best be ready<br>You petty, I make you motherfuckers hot as the Serengeti<br>I be the baddest motherfucker on this mic piece<br>Relentless lyricist, niggas hoping that I might cease<br>Or, slow down some<br>I...stimulate the mic like a tongue make a bitch cum<br>Sippin OE, living life to the T<br>Making licks for Lucci simultaneously<br>See mad niggas walk around with frowns (why?)<br>I`m shuttin` `em down like clowns<br>A clean sweep, when I creep on ya clique<br>Like the Grim Reap<br>I freaked your technique rhyming in my sleep<br>Megatose and verbal venom combined<br>I drop you six feet deep with lines nigga, you get your<br><br>"...feelings hurt"–> Prodigy<br><br>[Chorus] - repeat to fade