Read These Nikes

(oh my goodness!)
(hit it)
[ verse 1：willie d ]
Here i go again, another brawl, a conflict
Somebody finna get they ass kicked
If you ain't down with the geto boys
Get your happy ass outta dodge
The rumors you heard ain't slander
Willie d don't give a ****** about a goddamn by-stander
So when you see me clutch my fist
Get out the way or get t-rolled, ******
I'm inclined to physically whip your ass
But if you wanna blast
Make a mutha****** motion like you wanna reach
And you gon' have a damn funeral next week
>from the hardest to the softest
For me to beat a ****** down is a day at the office
See, my appearance is so damn fly
It makes em say, "hm - he's a nice guy"
So a ****** try to play me like a hoe
Oh-oh, oh *******t, damn, that's a no-no
I get dead on his ass, so when i'm strikin
He bet no fall, or i'ma make his ass read these nikes
(oh my goodness!)
[ verse 2: willie d ]
You read these nikes, cause you're ****** up, punk
Here's the definition of gettin your ass stomped
(i'm a ****** insane kickin ass extremely)
So you weak-ass hoes keep dreamin
Bushwick, can i get a witness?
(****** yeah, nightquil that sickness!)
Yeah, and when i form this gesture
Don't call mama, cause the ****** can't help ya
Better yell for a paramedic
Or somethin that nature, cause i'ma try to break ya
Ass into mutha****** particles
Let's see if i can get you in a newspaper article
To hell with emotions
I don't stop till i cream a mutha******a like lotion
Remorse - what the ****** is that?
I beat your mama ass and go get a six-pack
Gettin mild, i don't play that *******t
****** havin mercy on a goddamn ******
****** get beat, oh mama
But if she ******s with me
Her ass is gonna read these nikes
[ bushwick bill ]
Yo d, i saw the way you stomped that mutha******a
And left your trademark upside his head
[ will ]
Yeah man, that was one of my ??? nikes
I usually leave the whole mutha****** logo
[ verse 3: willie d ]
I don't give a ****** who you hang with, trick
Friends ain't *******t when you're gettin your ass kicked
But if your buddies wanna get in my mix
Chop-chop ( *gunfire* ) yo, ******
It ain't nothin but a mere formality
Every sucker mutha******a is a casualty
I kick ass, you won't ever diss
Look at the bottom of my goddamn shoeprint
>from mutha******as done donated blood to the kid
Now do you wanna make a bid?
I didn't think so, cause i'd have yo
Ass screamin just like a damn hoe
When i hit ya in your goddamn mouth
And show you what a real ******'s all about
When i dispose of your ass like waste
And nothin but my shoe is in your mutha****** face
You're readin these nikes
Look at you now, mutha******a!
(oh *******t!)
Look at...
(oh! aw, hold up, man
Hold up, *******t, aw, come on...
Alright, man, alright, i quit, man
I quit, alright - aw *******t)
...****** with me!
(oh man)
(hit it)
[ verse 4: willie d ]
Here's an incident that got me sent to the slammer
I'm at the club rappin to this hella hammer
This ****** was holy, severely cut
So i'm rappin to her, right? to see if she'll ******
I never asked if she was taken, cause honestly
That type of *******t don't matter to me
Just when we was leavin out the goddamn door
Some trick-ass ****** fronted me bout the whore
I let the fool file with a diss or two
But the ****** kept pu*******n the goddamn issue
So i pulled out the 9mm
And bust his ass in the head, you could see the
Blood gu*******n out his goddamn skull
He played hisself, now his ass gettin drugged
I was charged with aggravated assault
But before i got off his ass
...i made him read these nikes
(oh my goodness!)