StompdaRoach

Stomp da Roach (The Bloody Beetroots Remix) - U-God/GZA/Scotty Wotty

We ain't tripping read the sentence

The Gods got it locked like upper Maine

In Sam Quinten

You drinking muscle milk

Homey you gon' get killed

Walking round like Deebo

Cause you slight built

It's a dirty job we get it popping hard

We turn this whole sh*t slamming

To the Mardi Gras

And ain't nobody mad

It just we got it bad

Like a body being slumped when you hail a cab

Vaccum packed concealed no room for breath

I grip a mic it's Five Fingers of Death

So stomp the roach

Stomp the roach you know

Stomp the roach stomp the roach you know

Stomp the roach stomp the roach you know

Stomp the roach stomp the roach you know

When I slip on nonono

And eat with the beast

In the valley of death

Walk on the right

But I shoot with the left

Stomp out a roach with the decon breath

All you little rat bastards

I stomp you to death

Stomp the roach stomp the roach you know

Stomp the roach stomp the roach you know

Stomp the roach stomp the roach you know

Stomp the roach stomp the roach you know

Four more seconds 'fore the bomb come on

Roach killer

You scatter when the lights come on

You can run on

And start ducking and dodging

I pluck you

Crush you right between the margin

I'm the drill sergeant I'm the boric acid

The black flag ni**a the bio hazard

The econimist of the bio standard

And he sprayed

The myst on them fly's that landed

And I can be obvious or I can be candid

But

I'm shaking roaches off my shoes and socks

Then I pluck roaches out my Fruit Loop box

Then I tell my girl to change all the locks

Then I throw my finger at the hip hop cops

Then I put on my Timbs

Then I stomp the block

Cause I stomp the roach

Stomp the roach you know

Stomp the roach stomp the roach you know

Stomp the roach stomp the roach you know

Stomp the roach stomp the roach

They known to leech off people for

Years and years