The ***** Is Back

I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the poor get fat
But the fevers gonna catch you when the ***** gets back
Eat meat on Friday, thats alright
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can ***** the best at your social dos
I get high from the speaking bout the things I do
Im a *****, Im a *****, Im a ***** and Im back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can *****, I can ***** cause Im better than you
Its the way that I move, the things that I do
I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul by dropping names
I dont like those , my God, whats that?
Oh, its full of nasty habits when the ***** gets back
Im a *****, Im a *****, Im a *** ** and Im back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can *****, I can *****, Im better than you
Its the way that I move, the things that I do